Sunday Special

This august, the Full Moon falls on a Sunday.

The Full Moon affects female hormones...

it also causes mythical creatures, especially werewolves, to change...

what happens if this occurs at church?
 
This august, the Full Moon falls on a Sunday.

The Full Moon affects female hormones...

it also causes mythical creatures, especially werewolves, to change...

what happens if this occurs at church?
So Jews and 7th-Day Adventists aren't affected, only mainline Xian females? Work that in. But exclude any Selkies (were-seals) because full moons don't morph them, only a sea-land transition. They're seals at sea and hot humans on shore. Why wait till Sunday?

Hmmm, do kobolds and dryads emerge during full moons? Walk a willow-lined path to your neighborhood Anabaptist church on a full-moon Sunday as nude tree-spirits pop-up enticingly. LIT rules prohibit bestiality with mundane critters but I don't see a ban on fucking vegetation. Exhibit A: cucumbers.
 
So Jews and 7th-Day Adventists aren't affected, only mainline Xian females? Work that in. But exclude any Selkies (were-seals) because full moons don't morph them, only a sea-land transition. They're seals at sea and hot humans on shore. Why wait till Sunday?

Hmmm, do kobolds and dryads emerge during full moons? Walk a willow-lined path to your neighborhood Anabaptist church on a full-moon Sunday as nude tree-spirits pop-up enticingly. LIT rules prohibit bestiality with mundane critters but I don't see a ban on fucking vegetation. Exhibit A: cucumbers.

Exhibit B: carrots.
But woebetide the farmer whose daughter* uses the carrot because it is thicker than Daddy.

We know what his wide, daughter and sister pray for each Sunday.

*18+ of course
 
Exhibit B: carrots.
Used by anxious but prudent human females to lure giant talking he-rabbits with prodigious schlongs, who fuck like bunnies, of course, for hot fun without consequences i.e. no chance of offspring. Hopefully.
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Think of Central American female human fieldworkers who harvest carrots by hand and use appropriate specimens as masturbatory aids, before tossing their vegetative lovers into the hopper for export to the US. Those specific carrots gain the attention of sharp-nosed buyers with decadent taste buds.

Or (back to topic) they're served at Sunday after-service church picnics. Follow a carrot (told from its POV) from its Guatemalan field, to Maria's cunt, to a container ship and distribution center, to the Willow Glen Methodist Ladies' Sunday social, to its nibbling by and arousal of spinster Sarah Blunt, who immediately feels attracted to the pastor's curvy wife. Hilarity ensues.
 
Used by anxious but prudent human females to lure giant talking he-rabbits with prodigious schlongs, who fuck like bunnies, of course, for hot fun without consequences i.e. no chance of offspring. Hopefully.
___

Think of Central American female human fieldworkers who harvest carrots by hand and use appropriate specimens as masturbatory aids, before tossing their vegetative lovers into the hopper for export to the US. Those specific carrots gain the attention of sharp-nosed buyers with decadent taste buds.

Or (back to topic) they're served at Sunday after-service church picnics. Follow a carrot (told from its POV) from its Guatemalan field, to Maria's cunt, to a container ship and distribution center, to the Willow Glen Methodist Ladies' Sunday social, to its nibbling by and arousal of spinster Sarah Blunt, who immediately feels attracted to the pastor's curvy wife. Hilarity ensues.

just as long as Sarah is not attracted to those were-rabbits...

"I thought I saw a wabbit"
 
As a church girl I love it.

Can imagine getting ready for church, demure but still needing to get his attention. Obviously i sit in the front row of the church under the pulpit bt what to wear?
 
As a church girl I love it.

Can imagine getting ready for church, demure but still needing to get his attention. Obviously i sit in the front row of the church under the pulpit bt what to wear?
A crown of carrots, of course.
 
Trinity Sunday was a couple f weeks ago.

How about a congregation that celebrates Trinity Sunday by engaging in threesomes, consisting of a father, a son, and the woman is the "holy ghost".
 
How about a congregation that celebrates Trinity Sunday by engaging in threesomes, consisting of a father, a son, and the woman is the "holy ghost".
Human nuclear (not radioactive) families would likely contain (beside cousins and grandparents) some offspring, one or more fathers, and a mother. The Xian trinity has a father, a son, and a ghost... i.e. lord {JHWH) murdered his goddess in a jealous rage. In Erotic Horror, have a demon-driven congregation that offs a mother (offstage) every Trinity Sunday. Depravity ensues.
 
Human nuclear (not radioactive) families would likely contain (beside cousins and grandparents) some offspring, one or more fathers, and a mother. The Xian trinity has a father, a son, and a ghost... i.e. lord {JHWH) murdered his goddess in a jealous rage. In Erotic Horror, have a demon-driven congregation that offs a mother (offstage) every Trinity Sunday. Depravity ensues.


though radioactive families present interesting possibilities... like they need to climax every 24 hours or they leak radioactive material?
 
A Sunday morning and getting ready for her son's high school graduation not church.
Tense time as the mother and son have just relocated to a tiny duplex when suddenly the daughter needs to move back in -
Daughter is with new baby and baby daddy is nowhere to be found with the rent money. Even in these times of the pandemic evictions do happen -
Son is upstairs in the bathroom struggling to get ready while mother or grandmother is downstairs totally lost in the care of her first grandchild.
As always -
Son calls for mother to the rescue to help him with his bowtie. Even though he is in the ceremony, he is still in the band which requires REAL bowties. Mother sends daughter upstairs instead . . .
Son is dressed just in socks, tight jockey undies and wrinkled long-sleeved dress shirt. Daughter/sister is only wearing a long t-shirt with the word "BABY" on the front with an arrow pointing down.
She runs upstairs and walks down the long hallway towards the open bathroom. As she walks towards him her enlarged milk-filled breasts sway lose under the loose tee. He notices someone coming looks and sees his sister barely dressed walking towards him with bouncing and swaying tits that he used to make fun of as a little brother.
"Mom says to help you with her tie" she says as she scoots behind him as he faces the mirror above the sink. So she doesn't fall back into the tub behind her she presses against him while reaching around to take the tie from his fumbling hands.
Feeling her breasts pressed against his back he can almost feel her nipples protruding. Sister or no sister this sensation went straight to his crotch with a purpose --- to quickly make him hard in his tight underwear with nothing to hide behind.
She finishes quicker than expected steps away from him and down the hallway a bit.
"So, let's see how you look"
With great reluctance he turned towards her with an erection that managed to slightly slip up and out of his wasteband. The shirt was unfortunately unbuttoned just enough
"Looks like you better put your pants on" as she looked down at his hard cock with a smile.
Quickly, he turned away grabbed his band pants to put them on. He turned back to see his sister walking down the long hallway when suddenly she turns around
She flashes him by pulling her t-shirt up over her swollen boobs revealing darkened nipples and an unshaven pussy that had spread to her inner thighs.
She turned without a misstep and down the stairs
Leaving him upstairs behind a closed locked door with his cock in his stroking hand over the toilet.
 
Well done PattieD. There's lots of good erotic imagery in the scene you describe.
 
And
An intentional cliffhanger
This is my weekend homework

The sister is obviously in control of things, and she knows it. It will be interesting to see just where you and she take things.
 
though radioactive families present interesting possibilities... like they need to climax every 24 hours or they leak radioactive material?
Keep with the theme here. They must closely interact weekly, so Sunday it is. Unless they're Jews, Muslims, Adventists, or Scientologists. Whatever.

But to prevent going critical with a fission event, the Nucular Family's orgies should be outdoors, unconfined, preferably at night in a public space like Central Park. Their glow will barely be noticeable to passersby such as druggies and cops.
 
Keep with the theme here. They must closely interact weekly, so Sunday it is. Unless they're Jews, Muslims, Adventists, or Scientologists. Whatever.

But to prevent going critical with a fission event, the Nucular Family's orgies should be outdoors, unconfined, preferably at night in a public space like Central Park. Their glow will barely be noticeable to passersby such as druggies and cops.

but it drives the dogs nuts?
 
though radioactive families present interesting possibilities... like they need to climax every 24 hours or they leak radioactive material?

Well, radioactive family would simply have nucleus too complex or unbalanced to be stable indefinitely (so, perhaps a non-trivial polyamory community, I guess), under risk to fissile into smaller nuclei or eject particles with a (know?) half-life (for a singular specimen meaning mean 50% chance of the event) unless they can absorb free particles or even undergo fusion with another nucleus (may require pressure or very hot environment). With can lead to both increase or decrease of the half-life projection.
 
Well, radioactive family would simply have nucleus too complex or unbalanced to be stable indefinitely (so, perhaps a non-trivial polyamory community, I guess), under risk to fissile into smaller nuclei or eject particles with a (know?) half-life (for a singular specimen meaning mean 50% chance of the event) unless they can absorb free particles or even undergo fusion with another nucleus (may require pressure or very hot environment). With can lead to both increase or decrease of the half-life projection.
Interesting. Portray extended family groupings as unstable elements or compounds subject to known chemical and physical laws of bonding and dissolution. Our Friend The Atom formatted as a rom-com or sexy tragi-comedy. Where do muons fit in there?
 
Interesting. Portray extended family groupings as unstable elements or compounds subject to known chemical and physical laws of bonding and dissolution. Our Friend The Atom formatted as a rom-com or sexy tragi-comedy. Where do muons fit in there?

wherever they want, like the elephants.
 
In honour of the solstice, a group of churchgoers decide to make like pagans and dance naked under the stars in the old cemetery behind the church.
 
There's an unofficial nudist swimming hole behind the church

Couple of girl friends (not girlfriends, probably, although the may experiment as well, perhaps) used each Sunday after church to sneak away to go for a quick swimming in a rather secluded spot not far behind; one of them somehow had learned about. It could be in the middle of wilderness, but maybe it's just couple hundred yards off the local unofficial beach. Either way it's not like they been the only ones visiting that spot, likely, it seems too well used, but they never had met anyone else there jet, and eventually they decided that skinny dipping is mostly safe, and of course very exciting, as the risk of being caught is there. It's just so much more convenient to not wear swimsuits under church dress and then deal with it being wet, especially, how they can't carry towels obviously.

Well, it had been the usual (slow) process, they started with taking the swimsuits off to wring them out, then decided that they can dry off their bodies in breeze and sunlight, then a second quick dip in the nude was added, and loved, then the swimsuits went off in the middle of the swimming, underwater, sooner each time. Eventually they were recognized as formality they have become and dropped entirely. But not before they had fun attending formal after church dinners with nothing under their demure long dresses, and so, when swimsuits were left home, underwear wasn't reinstated.

They may eventually invite someone with them, a third girl, shocked by their behavior but joining in nevertheless. But then, then they would blow the schedule of the swimming hole. Perhaps, by deciding to slip away early, little earlier each week...

Yeah, they haven't been the only visitors of the swimming hole. The mixed gender group right before them probably are skinny dipping too. Everyone else being in the church right then might be just coincidence, or intentional, say, under assumptions everyone who might possibly object to them skinny dipping are in church -- and that may possibly include some spoilsport in their familie(s) too. They may get a kick out of naughtiness of skinny dipping (and possibly more) right during the church service. Maybe the organ is in earshot, even? They too extended their stay every time. Eventually our girls will walk right in on them, intending to skinny dip themselves and without anything possibly usable as swimsuits at hand.

Alternatively, or in addition, there could be someone, perhaps immediate local living right next door who's swimming right after, and may arrive early. Maybe even, they used to come only later in the night, but now with the hot weather added another swim in the middle of the day. Maybe they have seen and spied on the girls, "politely" waiting for them to leave, but our girls staying longer and longer eventually drain their patience, no matter how enjoyable their voyeurism, and they decide to make themselves known, and join.

Or even, with the weather as hot as it's become, a whole lot of churchgoers may suddenly decide to crash the swimming hole. Finding it already crowded, by a group of nudists, including our point of view girls.
 
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LD- I :heart::heart: this.

Feel absolutely free to use, in part or full, expand, extend, modify, adjust, adapt, translate, whatever... Even if in an off chance I do write on that myself, there's never enough stories of about mildly risque skinny dipping.
 
and in Chapter two, we find out what the pastor did after?

I'm not sure, but it felt like the sermon was aimed at us, when we walked in. Nobody said anything to is afterwards, I guess he kept it to himself.
 
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