Picture a nun walking through a strange land, all by herself. A foreign place, where the faith she had followed all her life was a mere minority. The local language unknown to her except for the most basic of greetings. That was what Asia Argento was experiencing, the sensation of the foreigner, the stranger surrounded by people that looked upon her like an intruder.
"Um, excuse me!" she said to a random man walking on the street. "I don't know where I'm going, can you help me?"
He avoided eye contact and continued on his way. Ah! Was she truly this despicable? Asia was lost in a foreign land, but she was also lost long before that. Self-doubt, insecurity. Such matters make a person lose themselves more thoroughly than any labyrinth.
She had been excommunicated, thrown out like trash by these she had admired and trusted. All because the weakness of her heart made her heal one who was an enemy of the lord. If it weren’t for the Grimori, the fallen deciding to take her in, she would have no idea of where to go.
Asia was supposed to meet with an Angel named Raynare as part of her penance. She could only pray that serving under one of these who had first fallen from grace she could one day return to the light.
Provided that she could find the place she was supposed to meet Raynare! Ah! On top of everything else, now it had started to rain. Asia sighed wearily, let out a whimper and immediately made for shelter -
"Oof!" she bounced off a woman who seemed to appear out of nowhere. "I am sorry!" she said in broken Japanese. The woman didn't seem to mind. Not so much that Asia could tell at any rate. Ah, but the collision had made Asia drop her Bible! While still bowing and scraping to the woman she hurriedly scooped it up, putting it in her bag and continuing in her mission to first, find shelter and then second, find Raynare.
It would only be later on that either one of them realised they'd accidentally traded books. Sacred books, in a sense. After all, they both demanded a great deal of feverish loyalty, faith and adherence in one sense or another.
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Humans are such stupid creatures. They'll do anything for a pretty face and a cute smile. Look at her right now. She looked like an innocent and carefree schoolgirl, skipping through the rain. When internally she'd love nothing more than to flay the flesh of every mortal she skipped past.
But she wasn’t such a fool, starting an old style massacre would get attention, the type that would lead to people checking and finding who did this. And if there was anything she didn’t want, then it was getting on the bad side of her superiors for doing this sort of stuff when on a job. Also, lord Azazel was unexpectedly pacifistic when it came to these silly humans.
Which is why she'd taken such delights in eliminating that Issei boy. He had a Sacred Gear, so she could spin his death as an unfortunate inevitability. Maybe she would say it had activated and started to rampage? Heh, put the brat out of his misery.
Oh, maybe she could even play up how she had started to befriend the little human in an attempt to get on his side, then make lord Azazel feel sorry for her? Heh, the image of his death was still so amusing, such a pathetic pervert he was.
But then... out of nowhere a shudder overtook her as an errant memory <i>yet again</i> popped to the front of her mind. A big, big bulge in the front of the perverted boy's trousers. She'd only caught a glimpse of it. This was apparently enough to sear itself into her mind.
Urgh... this was getting ridiculous. Why was this... Picture popping into her mind over and over again? Sure, maybe his size was the one good thing about him. But that was no reason for it to be so... so stuck within her brain! No reason for it to become a throbbing memory laying turgid in her brain. Why was it so hard to get rid of? Why did the moment seem longer and girthier than it had taken in reality? It was just a pe- just a peni- just a cock. It was a human male's cock and nothing more. It was a cock that belonged to a cocky pervert, who cocked up by cocking a smile at her.
Penis. She thought the word just to make a point. Penis, penis, penis. Issei had a cock. Buh! Never mind, she was distracting herself now. There was nothing about this, she didn’t care about that dead pervert’s p- cock. Not one bit!
Raynare scowled, the mask of the innocent beauty momentarily being replaced with murderous rage. It was fortunate that not many humans were out on rainy days, or someone may have had a heart attack over her looks. Not that she would have <i>disliked</i> that.
"Excuse me miss! I'm looking for Yosakura Street!" Asked a girl in heavily accented Japanese, italian if Raynare wasn’t totally wrong.
Ding! We have ourselves a victim for trauma! With a voice that cute and cloying and innocent seeming, Raynare was going to thoroughly enjoy traumatising the living piss out of - The nun she was out here to meet?! Cute face back on!
"Asia Argento?" Raynare asked, slipping back on her own cute and innocent mask. The girl started blankly at her and then nodded. "Teehee, I'm Raynare. Nice to meet you. Please come with me, I shall take you to the church we are staying in."
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The blonde girl in the nun robe blinked, a little baffled by the greeting and appearance of the one in front of her. Was this really an Angel, one of the messengers of the lord? The dark-haired girl was certainly beautiful, but she had.. kind of expected something more awe-inspiring.
This was probably a human disguise she was wearing. Something to allow her to move freely out in public without drawing too much attention to herself. Ah, such endless wisdom! It only made sense that an agent of the Lord would do such a thing when meeting with someone as lowly as her. Asia nodded her head meekly and followed after the - the skipping Angel. Oh, what an example to aspire to. Able to smile and skip within the rain, finding glory inside all aspects of the Lord's creation.
What a model of inspiration she was! Asia realised then that she had a lot to live up to. In which case the best thing for her to do right at this instant was to catch up on her Bible reading. While she knew it by now forward and back, there was no replacement for reading - The Secrets of Titnosis?
Titnosis? Asia boggled at the word. What was that? She'd never read that word before.
Was she mayhaps dizzy from the long journey and just misreading the title? She blinked, then rubbed her eyes before checking again. The words were still the same, making it rather obvious that this wasn’t her bible. Oh my, had she lost the word of the lord and picked up something else? But when?
Aha! It struck her all of a sudden where she might have misplaced it. That woman from before! The one with the large chest! She had dropped her Bible then, and though she'd picked it up - but maybe she had grabbed the woman's book by mistake?
Strange how she couldn't recall any features other than the woman's chest. It was strange. Trying to remember her clothes or her face or how tall she was... She couldn't do it, no matter what. It was almost like her chest had pulled all attention towards itself, making it impossible to make out anything else as long as they were in sight. Like one of those paintings whose eyeline seems to follow you around the room.
Well, at the very least she should seek to return the woman's book. So Asia flipped open to the first page, wondering if there was perhaps something to indicate the identity of the owner. Instead, all she found was a page with "Introduction to Titnosis" right on the inside.
"Uh... The basics of titnosis begin with the words 'Boobicus Maximus'..." Asia read aloud, and then stopped in her tracks as the strangest, most peculiar sensation overtook her.
“Hm, did you say anything?” Asked the Angel that had been leading the way, stopping in her skipping and looking back momentarily.
"Ah!" Asia gasped. "Ahhhh!" W-was this the Lord himself placing his blessing upon her? Asia's breathing drew heavy as something wonderful and mysterious ripped right through her body and settled in two places. Both of them on her chest. Then the swelling began. To her absolute shock and amazement, Asia could see her chest growing quite rapidly, right there in front of her.
The blonde nun hadn’t been flat, rather she was probably in the range of normal people her age. But right now that was changing, her formerly modest chest was rising, with every breath she took, with every breathless sigh that escaped her lips. After a few moments they had reached coconut size and they were still growing!
"Oh, don't tell me you stubbed your - In the Holiest of Holy Names what's happening to your tits?!"
"Th-this is the Lord's blessing!" Asia moaned, throwing her head back so she could more easily allow the heavens to hear her thanks for this wondrous miracle. It was not something that Asia had asked for, yet she felt strangely thankful that she had received it. Truly grateful. Such an experience as this, she had never imagined could possibly exist. The glory of creation was spectacu- Ah! Wait! She had to adjust her habit, now they were starting to get a little too big!
Goodness, each of her boobs was probably the size of a watermelon. The clothes she wore were simply not meant for such magnitudes. Looking down at them as best as she could, Asia gave them an experimental heft. Ooh! Sensitive. And with their new size, her habit could no longer cover them and thus she was now revealing a rather impressive amount of cleavage. Oh my, that wasn’t the sort of thing that a proper nun should show off.. On the other hand she was excommunicated so at least she couldn’t shame anyone.
"Buuuuuh?" Raynare asked. "The fuck happened to your -"
"Language!" Asia huffed. "Good servants of the Lord do not need to swear."
"Good servants of the Lord do not need to swear," Raynare repeated in an oddly flat tone.
"That's right!" Asia nodded, wondering for a moment if this had been a test. She had to bite her tongue as a sudden wave of <i>bliss</i> hit her. Some of that pleasure was coming back. "Ah! Please forgive me for being so forthright," she bowed. Nearly toppled over, but barely managed to right herself.
"I forgive you for being so forthright," Raynare said, te
"You're so kind!" Asia said. Raynare let out a strange little strangled noise. It was kind of cute, so Asia began to walk up to her - then remembered how Raynare had been. Of course. Dutiful servants of the Lord skipped rather than walked. So, she put her hands cutely behind her back and skipped up to the Angel.
"Your nose is bleeding!" Asia gasped. She reflexively used her handkerchief to dab at it. "There. All better."
"Thaaaank.... Yooooou..." Raynare mumbled.
Asia gulped. This might be her best chance to ask. It was selfish of her. Really, it was. But she still had to make the request. "Raynare? I really want to learn how to be as awesome as you," she said. "Can you... please help me learn?"
"Must... help you... learn... How to be awesome like me!" Raynare said. Yay! Asia was, of course, using the original definition of 'awesome'. That is, something full of 'awe'. Which an Angel was, naturally. A divine being was full of awe and wonder. Who knew, mayhaps the one in front of her had even seen the day of creation? So many things to learn, so much to hear. She couldn’t wait!
Little did she realise that right at this moment, the one earthly thing she was going to be wanting most of all was currently in heavy, heavy use halfway across town.
- Koneko and Kiba try to contact Rias's family, with Akeno hot on their heels.
- Issei and Rias return to the clubhouse, freshly fucked and ready to introduce Issei to the world of devils.
- Raynare returns to the church with Asia. Accidentally resulting in a brainwashed coven of Fallen Angels.
- The student council sends someone along to talk with Rias about her 'pranked' minions.
- Something else
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