Swapped by Demon Futa Nuns

By Mindy Masters, Lily Fey and Arya Martin

Gabriel, a Catholic priest, has been called upon the church to investigate a convent where the nuns are rumored to partake in demon worship. Unfortunately, this convent happens to be the very same one where the object of his desires, Anna, has joined. Along with his friend and fellow priest, Hector, as well as two of his parishioners, Gabriel sets out for the convent—only to end up in BIG trouble. It turns out, the nuns aren't just worshipping demons—they're becoming demonic futas, too!

This hot and suspenseful erotic short by three bestselling transgender erotica authors Mindy Masters, Lily Fey, and Arya Martin features feminization, gender transformation, femdom, and futanari on female.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Feverotica Books
• Release date: May 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310010002

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Swapped by Demon Futa Nuns

(Futanari on Female | Gender Transformation | Femdom | Feminization)

by

Lily Fey

Mindy Masters

& Arya Martin

FEVEROTICA BOOKS

Published by Feverotica Books

Copyright 2016 by Lily Fey, Mindy Masters, & Arya Martin

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission.

This book contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and is intended only for readers ages 18 and above. All characters portrayed as participating in sexual acts are consenting, are at least 18 years of age, and are not related by blood.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Epilogue

SNEAK PEEK: Changed by the Futa Elf-Witch

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Chapter 1

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Gabriel made the sign of the cross, then stood. He heaved a deep sigh and tried to still his anxieties. Those rumors about the convent couldn’t be true….

No, his deeply righteous friend Sister Anna was there. The same Sister Anna who Gabriel had convinced to give her life to God and to the Church. The same Sister Anna who wrote him every month about her love of God.

The priest was due to leave early the next day to travel to the remote village where the Convent was located, in order to investigate rumors that the nuns there had been committing acts of blasphemy and sexual indiscretions. Whomever started these awful rumors about the sisters at the Convent of St. Alexis would burn a thousand times in hell for their slander.

Still, regardless of whatever Father Gabriel personally believed, such accusations had to be taken seriously. They had to be investigated. After all, on the slim chance that the rumors were true….

Gabriel shuddered at the thought. No way it could be true. No way could the ever pious Sister Anna remain at such a place. If such evil was going on there, she would’ve told him right away. She wouldn’t have remained there for two years; she would’ve left and written Gabriel right away.

For a priest, Gabriel was a young man. He was slenderly built with a mess of dark hair atop his head. He was only twenty-six years old, and he had joined the priesthood only a year prior. But it was in seminary when he had met Sister Anna, at the time an eighteen-year-old girl with nowhere to go in her life. And now she was twenty and a woman who had given herself to God, just as Gabriel had given himself to the Lord.

He recalled her beauty. The subtle curves of her small body; the way her blonde tresses lifted in the wind. But, alas, he had already dedicated himself to Christ. No wicked thought could turn him away from the priesthood, so, whatever scant temptation she provided him, he would not leave the Lord…. Even if she did have a habit of haunting his dreams.

At first he believed it was a succubus visiting him in the night. He’d dream of Anna and of what passionate love he would give onto her, and he’d wake up, wet from spilt seed. He prayed for this nightly phantasm of this beautiful girl to leave him, hoped he would not have to seek exorcism to rid himself of these wicked and passionate nightmares. But, with the passage of time, he grew accustomed to these fantasies of Sister Anna. As wrong as they were, they did no harm, yes? They were just a private fantasy, one that he would never fulfill or make any move to fulfill. They would remain a dream in the night, as they should’ve.

Still, he could never fully shake the guilt of his dreams, or of when he held her letters close and smelled the paper and let himself grow hard at the thought of her pretty little fingers…. Lord have mercy.

It was late. Gabriel would head to bed soon, to meet with this fantasy once again before waking up in the morning, wet with his own seed, so that he may depart for the Convent where Sister Anna stayed.

The priest lay in bed and pulled the covers over himself. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and tried to think righteous thoughts. They were his intention; they were what he hoped the Lord would see before sleep fell on the priest and he was taken in by his own wicked fantasies.

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The journey that took him to the Convent of St. Alexis was arduous, if only because the remote village where the convent was located was situated behind a troublesome mountain pass. But Gabriel was