No one told me it’d be this to make my dark fantasies come true and to be a necromancer and summon our Dark Lord to this world… But here I was at the last steps. I had killed a holy man and left him to rot in darkness so now he was nothing but a bad smelling pile of bones held together by dried bits of skin. I brought him inside and prepared him to commit sins within death and prepped the leather belt I made with our Lord’s symbol on it and placed it around my neck. I had to put myself at death’s door while forcing this committed sin all at the same time. So as I began the mantra, pulling at the belt on my neck, grinding my hips against the pelvis bone of the holy man… I went from a sense of nausea to power flowing through me. Taking over my body, my arm pulled up and hard. Cutting off my airway and making it so I couldn’t breathe as the skeletons fucking hands came up and gripped my hips! I wasn’t expecting that but there was nothing I could do now. I couldn’t talk and I was just a puppet. I felt a cock begin to form, pushing itself into my pussy, the mythical cock had a pointed tip that brutally poked and forced itself straight into my womb, prying open my cervix to get there and making me scream in pain against the belt that was killing me. The holy man pounded at my pussy, the rattling of bones the only sound other than my labored gasps and gurgles. I don’t know how long it lasted… I could only see spots, the world turning into a fuzzy black burning abyss as I felt the cock twitch inside of me. Filling me and filling me with whatever magic jizz this holy man had. Making my stomach and womb stretch as the world faded to black and I lose that touch with consciousness. I don’t know how long I was out until I woke up… I hurt everywhere and felt as if I had been beaten. I was laying in a puddle of… I’m not sure and although my stomach had shrunk I could feel a tightness in it that swam and fluttered when I poked it. The holy man was gone and so was my belt… But I did have a new brand of a pentagram above my heart… So I’m pretty sure that means I’m going to be the mother of our Dark Lord. What an honor.
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