88. The Nun

Nysta wasn't his first target. In his mind, Ethan hoped to corrupt Wynn or Hannah first, but opportunity was opportunity. There would be time to get through to the rest once the party's healer was compromised. Nysta was weak, and so, he helped her to the bed. Ethan couldn't shapeshift. He didn't have that ability, only some of the weaker demonic abilities, so, he needed help. Conveniently, Edmund was nearby.

So, the vulnerable nun was easy picking. Alone in a hut far from civilization, the heroines far away and doing exploring.

"I'll cook some food for you, alright. Get some rest."

"Okay." Nysta said, her defenses were weak. Her senses were blurry.

***

Ethan made food and drinks, and they were spiked with certain components that made Nysta's senses a little blurry and drowsy. It wasn't demonic in nature, a purely natural type of herb meant to aid sleep.

Once she consumed the food, Ethan stepped outside and allowed her to rest. "I'll be outside, call me if anything." Ethan closed and left her alone. But she wasn't alone in the room.

She rested on the bed, and began to feel sleepy.

Edmund shapeshifted into Aman. A slightly edgy Aman, with a slightly darker hair and dark eyes, and waited for Nysta to almost drift to sleep. Once she was slightly drowsy, he gently touched her head, and flooded her with an illusion. It would be hard to do so normally, but Nysta right now was weak due to her injuries, and the presence of demonic curse already in her body.

In Nysta's mind right now, she was floating, and suddenly, she was in the hut.

"Nysta, are you alright?" Edmund said, mimicking Aman's voice and body perfectly.

Nysta widened in shock, and yet, because of the effects of Edmund's demonic power, she thought this was a dream. "Am I dreaming?"

The fake Aman smiled, as he touched her cheeks. "Yes, Nysta. You can say that. You were so brave today."

For no reason whatsoever, Nysta looked at Aman, and her eyes turned red. Then she burst into tears. Fake Aman approached Nysta, and pulled Nysta into his arms. He tapped her head. "-I- I thought I was going to die. I thought I wasn't going to see you again."

"Aww, Nysta, you know we'll all see each other again." Fake Aman tapped her head, and after a while, touched her chin. Nysta and Fake Aman's eyes were so close, they looked into each other's eyes.

"This feels so real-" Nysta said.

Fake Aman smiled, "Our dreams are more real than most. He tapped her head, and gently, her shoulders. Then, he pulled her closer. Their lips grazed each other, and Nysta turned red as a tomato. Her body trembled at the slight touch.

"-ah."

Fake Aman tapped into his demonic powers, and amplified the desire and lust long brewing within the nun. She wanted the hero. Fake Aman then teased, "Come, Nysta. You were so brave today, so I think you deserve a reward. Do you want a kiss?"

That made the blushing Nysta nod shyly.

Fake Aman immediately grabbed her, and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Nysta's body burned, as more of the desire turned and churned within her body. Her clothes as a nun were fairly sexy, and surprisingly easy to remove, and so, while their lips exchanged fluids, fake Aman had already partly undressed the nun down to her innerwear.

"Ah- Ah-" Nysta's breathing was heavy, ragged. The injuries of the battle was heavy, difficult. She still felt it, and so that was when she looked at herself and noticed her robes were gone. "Aman!"

"It's in the way, Nysta. This is a dream, isn't it, so, why not you just let yourself go. The goddesses wanted this, isn't it? I heard Ethan said that. So why do you resist it?"

Nysta's face was hot, she looked into fake Aman's eyes. "I- I guess it is a dream, and it is what the goddesses want-"

Fake Aman closed in and so gently kissed her neck, and his hands then touched her back. "The real Aman won't do this, but this dream Aman will do anything you want me to do, and more."

His hands touched the piece of cloth that protected her ample bosoms, and gently unhooked them. The cloth fell, and revealed them for the world to see. Nysta was so stunned, but she was already turned on. The switch was spinning in her, and her senses were overwhelmed by all the conflicting feelings.

Fake Aman then gently caressed her breasts, and Nysta moaned at the touch. She didn't know it felt like that when a man touched her. The fake Aman teased. "The goddesses want this to happen, that's why it's pleasurable. And if your goddesses want it to happen, why do you resist?"

If it was anyone else, Nysta would've attacked with her staff. But because it was someone who looked exactly like Aman, and saying those things with his voice, her body trembled. Fake Aman gently squeezed her nipples, and she squirmed.

"Moan, Nysta. If it feels good, embrace it."

He squeezed it again, and this time, Nysta moaned. "Mmpf~"

"Louder, Nysta. In this dream world, there is only you, and me. Why are you afraid?"

Nysta was afraid of who she would become, but her resistance wavered. Fake Aman fondled her breasts, and played with her nipples. This time, she moaned a little louder.

"Good work, my dear Nysta." Fake Aman kissed her neck again and found her trembling all over. His hands touched her nipples, and continued to feel the nun shaking and moving. "Does it feel nice, Nysta?"

Nysta didn't want to say a word.

"Aww, Nysta, your goddesses want you to breed with me. We'll be making many, many babies one day, the goddesses will be disappointed if you can't be honest with what the goddesses' desired." Fake Aman said while touching her body. There was a loincloth that covered her nether regions, but he could tell it was getting moist.

Nysta moaned, and this time, louder than before.

"So, does it feel good?"

"Yes~"

"Good."

Fake Aman then sucked on her nipples, and she trembled.

"Ah~" Nysta wanted to cover her mouth, but then, she stopped and just moaned louder. "AHH~"

"Good girl. You're a good girl, Nysta."

But the more she moaned in pleasure, Edmund could use it to enhance and empower the demonic curse Ethan inserted into in her body. Make it stronger. So, as Fake Aman, Edmund played with Nysta some more.

He wouldn't take her all the way today. Instead, today was just warm up.

Nysta moaned from all the touches, and then, Fake Aman took off her loincloth, exposing her lower half. Nysta wanted to object, but then, fake Aman kissed her.

"Don't you look forward to making babies with me, Nysta?"

Nysta was so red she didn't know how to answer. Fake Aman's fingers went down there and gently stimulated her drench lower half. "~wait~"

"Oh, you want to wait before you make babies?"

"Is- Is this a dream? Why is it so-"

Fake Aman kissed her and shut her up. His hands continued to stimulate her lower half, and bit by bit, he amplified the demonic curse within her. Each time she twitched in pleasure, as her defenses wavered, and the curse tied itself closer to her soul.

She orgasmed. Her entire body trembled and she arched backwards when it happen, and she grabbed hold of Fake Aman tightly. "Oh- oh OHHHHHH~ the goddesses I have sinned~"

Fake Aman gently nibbled her ears once she stopped shaking so hard. "Sin? This is your reward, my dear Nysta."

Nysta looked at him with a face filled with lust and desire. "Really?"

"Yes." Fake Aman kissed her, and then flooded her with magic to knock her out. She would sleep well for a bit.