Father Patrick Molloy groaned in utter ecstasy, exploding inside Janet Van Dyne for what would be the final time that afternoon. The petite harlot screamed at the top of her lungs as she rode the once reluctant priest hard to their shared orgasm, her firm backside bouncing furiously on top of his office desk. After he came, the elderly man slumped forward and buried his face in her naked bosom, kissing, sucking and licking the soft globes with a crazed intensity while he struggled to catch his breath. In his frenzied fucking of her, Father Patrick had failed to notice how the brunette temptress had sliced open the glossy latex lingerie with a razor-sharp claw, freeing her sexy body so he could use all of her sinful flesh for his selfish needs.
"Hmmmmm, that will do nicely. Any chance for an encore?" Jennifer Walters cooed, pressing the 'Video' button on her smart phone a second time to stop the recording. She had already taken a half dozen videos with the phone and wiggled the device playfully in her hand to entice the pair for one more show. However, Father Molloy was clearly far too engrossed with Janet's tits to muster a response. The tiny brunette turned her head and looked at her sister in sin and smiled wickedly, giving a slight shrug.
"Tempting offer, Jenn, but I think Father Patrick is spent. Isn't that right, Father?" Janet asked, stroking the older man's bald head and moaning softly at his enthusiastic worship of her spectacular rack. He mumbled a half-hearted agreement in between sucks of her rock-hard nipples.
"You're no fun," She Hulk pouted playfully, taking picture after picture of the priest from all angles as Janet feigned to be in the throes of the heights of pleasure at what he was currently engaged in. The pictures alone would ruin his reputation if they were ever released to the public, let alone the numerous videos. The corrupted lawyer knew that she had him. Her job finished, she sent all of the files on the phone to Reed Richards to be uploaded onto his super computer for safe keeping.
Once she was finished with that, Jennifer sauntered over to a seat in front of the desk and watched the poor man continue his pleasurable assault on her friend's tits. Propping her emerald-hued legs up on the priest's desk with her shiny pair of black pumps, the corrupted heroine allowed her brief, leather mini-dress to ride up and spread her legs as wide as they would go. She ran her hand down her firm midsection down to her slick, bald pussy and slid two talon-like fingers into her hot slit and proceeded to pump her fingers in and out with a slow and steady pace. The low slurping sound associated with fucking her own wet folds and the thought that she and her whorish friend held power over someone supposedly so pure drove Jenn to her own lazy and luxurious climax. Having sated her own needs, She Hulk rolled her heavily-made up green eyes at how long Janet had been toying with the poor clergyman in front of her.
Jennifer coughed to get her friend's attention and called, "Janet, dear, I think it's time we let the Father get on with his day. Wouldn't you agree?"
"If you say so, Jenn," Janet sighed, pouting her glistening red lips.
The two women closed their eyes and reached out with their new, hellish powers to lift the thick fog of sexual energy inside the room. This new trick had been something their dark Mistress, Sue Storm, had taught them ever since Johnny had appeared in his full demonic form the night of the party. The two headstrong, corrupted women had eventually been tamed and pledged themselves to this new and improved Fantastic Four. Of course it didn't help that Sue and Johnny had offered to not serve the foolish greater good, but that of pure evil. Lord Mephisto's evil. Ever since then, Jennifer Walters and Janet Van Dyne's own demonic traits and powers had grown considerably under the strict teachings of the demonic Invisible Woman.
The powerful sexual haze that the two former heroines had blanketed the room with was to the Succubus as the web was to the spider. Once one was ensnared, it was hopelessly caught. With the two women slowly becoming demonic creatures of temptation, they had employed their lustful aura to force Father Molloy to finally succumb to Janet's sinful seductions. Both of them had to admit that they were impressed that he didn't take her the second she had started her seductive dance, but the man of the cloth's resolve was almost unbreakable. It made his fall and what the two wicked women had in store for him all the sweeter.
Being a priest, he had been such a clumsy, inexperienced lover, but that didn't chance the fact that he had been filmed and photographed having sex with what the general public would simply perceive as a common whore. Nothing more, nothing less. Jenn had made sure to obscure the world-famous heroine and fashion designer's face to not ruin Janet's reputation. Jan still had to play the role of selfless do-gooder, stepping in to sacrifice her time so the Fantastic Four would have a leader in place of the troubled Reed Richards. It simply wouldn't do to have another scandal rock the public's faith in the superhero community's First Family. Not until the public began to see things their way. It was the priest's reputation that was to never recover from this, and it was time he knew exactly the predicament he was in.
Father Molloy's office was now clear of the demonic sexual fog, and the Priest's mind had been freed entirely of the carnal spell. He looked around with new eyes, and realized what he was in the midst of doing. Overcome with disgust, he pulled up his pants and retreated to a corner of the room, away from the naked slut on top of his desk. Suddenly, a tidal wave of conflicting memories flooded his poor mind. He had tried so hard to resist the harlot before him, but then something strange had happened. His body and mind were no longer his own to command. Through his scrambled and confused thoughts a new sensation overtook him. That of intense guilt and embarrassment, and he felt his head swim as he looked over to the short-haired woman on top of his desk and the emerald Amazon glaring back at him with looks of sexual superiority. They both looked like they were holding back mocking laughter at his predicament and it only added to his frustrating mixed emotions that were wreaking havoc within him.
"I...I don't know what you two did to me...but you need to get out of here right now," Father Patrick huffed, trying desperately to catch his breath.
"I hope you enjoyed yourself, you perverted old coot," Janet hissed venomously, a deathly serious look coming over her overly made-up features. In a blink of the eye, she was standing directly over him. He blinked rapidly and held his hands up to his temples in sheer panic. The beleaguered old priest could have sworn that a half second ago the petite woman had been spread out over the top of his own desk, but now the short brunette was standing as tall as she could and leered down at him. Everything was so confusing and even more frustrating. Trying to gain his barrings, Father Patrick prepared himself to verbally lash out at the woman, but she would not have it. Grabbing the sides of his head, she stared straight into his worried, panicked eyes, "But now, it is time to pay the price for that little taste of paradise I just gave you, Father. You are going to perform that wedding ceremony or else the whole world will get to see you, a priest, fucking a whore on news streams and every front page around the globe! Your reputation will be tarnished and all you'll have left to show for it is that limp, old dick of yours."
"You are nothing but blasphemous, sinful harlots," Molloy spat, pushing the Wasp away. His face was turning the deepest red out of embarrassment and anger. He continued, "Be gone from my chambers. I will do no such thing. You wouldn't dare show anyone what just occurred here! Forget this nonsense and erase the files."
"Now really, Padre?" Jennifer chided with a shake of her head, "I thought you were wiser than that. I've already sent the files to a close friend, who I swear to God," She Hulk's purple-painted lips curled into a cruel smile as she mocked the man's faith, "will keep your fall from grace a secret. Unless..."
The corrupted lawyer and former heroine let her last word hang there, to torture the poor Priest even more. She finally continued, "Unless I have to tell him you won't cooperate. In that case, it'll be mere moments before your little romp is broadcast all over the Internet. Imagine that, Father. You'll be named, shamed and you won't have anywhere to hide. And I can't see your precious flock continuing to let you stand atop your high pedestal for long. Can you?"
She Hulk and the Wasp cackled loudly at the man's mortified expression. Jenn held the phone up and tantalizingly hovered her thumb over the send button, her smile absolutely wicked as she waited for his reply.
"Who will I be marrying?" the Priest asked, his head hanging in shame.
"It doesn't matter. And, Father, that wasn't a yes," Jennifer announced and held the phone up. She made a grand showing of almost pressing send.
"God forgive me, I'll do it! I'll perform this confounded ceremony! Just don't press that!" Molloy exclaimed desperately, sweat now pouring down his blushing, bald scalp. She Hulk's thumb hovered closely over the screen of the phone but she never pressed send. A mad smile graced her face, and for a moment the two locked eyes. He pleaded silently to her for mercy when the Wasp's voice interrupted the tension.
"Now, Jenn, stop toying with Father Patrick," Janet purred, raising her pointer finger to his chin. The whorish fashion designer turned his face so they were again looking deep into one another's eyes. Her full, crimson lips moved close to his own and she murmured, "If he says he'll do the ceremony then he'll do the ceremony. Isn't that right, Father, darling?"
The Priest grimaced in shame, but still nodded his head. Janet bent his head to the side and gave his neck a long lick, before flinging his head back in an overly dismissive manor. She sashayed over to the desk where her rain coat lay in a rumpled mess and slipped the garment on, covering her shapely, little body. Father Molloy then glanced over to the jade giantess who rose out of the chair and smoothed out her tight leather dress over her ample backside and engorged pussy, before placing the smart phone into the vast cavern of her cleavage and playfully blew him a kiss. The two women joined hands and made their way to leave. Just before they left, though, Wasp and She Hulk stopped and looked over at Molloy.
"We'll be in touch with the details of the ceremony. You better agree to everything we say. Oh, and Father," Janet called, "If you breathe a word of this to anyone not only will we ruin your reputation."
"But we will ruin your family as well," She Hulk promised, "Don't think we don't know about your precious sister! We would take her to our Master's side as one of our own. Do you really think a 68 year old spinster will be able to resist the offer of eternal youth and exquisite pleasure, even if the price would be her very soul? And what of your dearly departed brother's children and their spawn? With you disgraced can't you just imagine the further shame we could amass upon them? Related to Father Patrick, the defiler! It will be so delicious. So many lives ruined, just because of your damned pride!"
"What in God's name are you?" Father Molloy asked, a disgusted look on his face at the prospect of things to come. The two women only laughed, as they exited the room together, leaving him a defeated, frightened man.
"Ah, pride, Jan," Jennifer breathed, as the two sauntered down the tiled hallway on their way out of the church, "My second favorite sin. It has been the downfall of so many great men in history."
"But not as much as lust!" Janet purred, resting her head on the taller woman's shoulder as both evil women laughed over the loud click-clack of their heels.
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