Sister Agnus: Demon Hunter

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A small, old woman walked to the front of the class room. She wore the standard nun outfit and had a crucifix hanging around her neck. She said, "Hello, I am Sister Agnes and people call me the demon hunter."

In front of her were twenty adults from twenty-two to sixty-five years old. They sat at desks normally occupied by high school students.

All eyes were on her as she paced in front of the nuns and priests. She said in a serious tone, "We're here because the battle of good versus evil is never ending.

"I've received some disturbing reports about your county. Pagans idols have been spotted in shops and at farmer's markets. They are being presented as works of arts and home decorations.

"In the old days, we'd confiscate and burn these objects and those distributing them. That approach is now frowned upon. You are supposed to purchase the items and destroy them, consecrate the space, and pray for the people involved.

"I am here to help you drive the devil and his henchmen out of your towns.

"We know Satan and his minions prey on human foibles. In this case, it's the desire for sex. God made us. He wants us to multiply. He made the act pleasurable. Or so I've been told."

Laughter erupted from her fellow celibate brethren.

"Remind your flock that there is a right way to enjoy this gift: in marriage with your spouse. Be on the lookout for any incubus and succubus infiltrating your towns and leading people astray.

"Semper Vegilans (Latin for Always Vigilant), my brothers and sisters. I will be visiting your communities. Call me anytime, if you need my help."

^^^That night five miles away^^^

The husband laid on the bedroom floor. He was being attacked savagely.

"Ohhhh!" he groaned. Not in pain. In pleasure. The creature with him was a succubus. She was naked, as was he, and they were having sex. Dirty, nasty, wonderful sex that only a demon can provide.

Across the room, his wife laid on the bed. An incubus with a large cock and amazing stamina was thrilling her. His hands caressed her body. His stout penis took turns filling her mouth, ass, and vagina. His actions drove her to a string of orgasms.

^^^Two weeks later^^^

Ben got off the bus after a three-hour ride. He walked into the station, looked around, and smiled when he spotted Aunt Jane, his mother's younger sister.

She was the family's 'Oops' baby. Grandma thought her baby making days were over after having a son and a daughter. Then, 'Surprise!' along came Jane. She was twelve years younger than her closest sibling, her sister. She was only seven years older than her nephew, Ben.

The slim young woman with dirty blonde hair, jumped up and down, and waved when she saw her nephew.

They came together for a big hug. Technically, she embraced him. Ben stood there, holding his luggage in one hand and his knapsack in the other. Jane wrapped her arms around Ben and squeezed.

"You're so big!" she said. She touched the beard on his face, and said, "You're no longer a child."

"I'm eighteen and I've had a growth spurt since the last time we saw each other."

"Yes. You tower over me. Benny, I'm glad to see you."

Ben's face reddened. She still had an arm around him. Her breasts pressed against his body. He was a shy guy and didn't like being made a fuss over.

She released him, and said, "I'm sorry about the circumstances."

He shrugged, and said, "It is what it is."

^^^

The 'is' was his mother was bi-polar and a drug user. To avoid a jail sentence for burning down their rental home, she enrolled herself in a rehab clinic and paid the owner for his losses.

She entered a residential dual diagnostic program. It would help her deal with her chemical dependency issue and co-occurring mental health condition.

Ben's grandmother paid for the rehab program.

No one thought it was a good idea to let an eighteen-year-old live on his own. Since Aunt Jane was a school teacher and had the summer off, the family thought she could look after him until he went to college.

Her older brother, Chuck, talked to Jane about it. He said, "Ben needs supervision. He needs someone to cook his meals.

"He can't live with Mom because she's in a nursing home. If Charlotte and I weren't going on a cruise, he could live with us."

"He doesn't need a babysitter. He's eighteen. He'll be in college in a couple of months," Jane argued half-heartedly.

"I know it isn't how you planned to spend your summer break. If Ben takes after his mother and overdoses on drugs, we need a responsible adult to notice and call an ambulance."

Chuck's face softened, he said, "This could be good for you. I understand you recently broke up with Pablo and you're crashing on a friend's sofa because you gave up your place when you moved in with your ex.

"The two of you could live in the vacation cabin for the summer. A change of scenery will do you good and you'll have time to find a new apartment."

^^^Back to the present^^^

Ben looked at Aunt Jane, and said, "I don't go by Benny anymore. Please call me Ben."

She nodded, smiled, and said, "Ben, do you have everything?" He nodded. They went to her car and she drove an hour an a half to a remote location.

"Don't you just love it?" Jane asked when she got out of the car. It was a bright sunny day in a beautiful place with tall trees, taller mountains, and a lake.

"It's nice," Ben answered without enthusiasm.

Jane smiled, and thought, "He was a shy kid. He's still not a big talker. He hardly said a word on the drive here. Given time, I bet he opens up."

She said, "The cabin should be in good shape. Your cousin, Dottie, and her husband, David, recently spent two weeks up here."

They got their stuff out of the car, Jane unlocked the front door, and they went inside.

Ben asked, "What's with the vine statues?"

In the room were a dozen figures one to two feet tall made out of vines. They sat on the fireplace mantel, the floor, and tables. Some hung from the rafters.

Jane picked one up, examined it, and said, "They look like Venus figurines."

The handmade items looked like primate representations of naked women. Some had no arms or feet. They didn't have faces. The breasts, hips, abdomens, and butts were exaggerated, completely out of proportion to the size of the statue.

Ben gave her a blank stare.

She said, "Items like this have been found all over the world. Some are thousands of years old. Experts think they have ritual or symbolic purposes related to fertility or motherhood."

"Okay. So why are they here?"

Jane laughed, and said, "Dottie told me she and David were ready to have children. Dave's a prankster. I can see him filling the cabin with these statues to reinforce the purpose of their visit: to get Dottie pregnant.

"Check the frig. Did they leave us any beer?" Jane asked.

They were in luck. They drank cold Budweisers as they stowed their gear. Jane took the larger bedroom. Ben heard her laugh. She hollered, "There are more vine figures in here. How about your room?"

"Yes."

Jane shouted, "Put your bathing suit on. Let's go for a swim."

They changed into their swim suits. Ben's was baggy. He had been a chubby child and a fat adult until recently. He looked at college as a chance for a new start. He wasn't going to be the awkward fat kid who sat quietly in the corner he'd been in high school.

He'd been dieting and exercising. He'd lost weight. His swimming trunks fit poorly on his slimmer body. He pulled tightly on the suit's draw string and tied it.

Ben was in the main room of the cabin when his aunt exited her room. She wore a strapless suit. A colorful bandeau top hugged her chest. He thought, "She has a nice rack. I wonder how her booty looks?"

He got the answer to his question when Jane turned and returned to her room to get her hat. She had on a thong bikini bottom. It exposed a sculpted derriere.

They went to the lake. Ben lagged a step or two behind so he could admire her bum. Jane knew he was checking her out, and said to herself, "I do a lot of squats and glute exercises to have an ass this fine. Let him look."

When they came to the lake, they tossed their stuff on the grass and ran into the water.

"Oh! This is great," Jane said.

"Yes."

He stood in water that didn't reach his waist, and said, "I don't remember the water being this swallow."

Jane laughed, and said, "It's been years since you were here. I'm guessing you were shorter. The deeper water is over by the waterfall." She moved toward it.

He followed, and said, "My mother never let me go under the waterfall."

"It's fun," Jane said.

They stepped under the falling water. It was noisy; the force of the water was greater than Ben expected. Jane screamed, "Ah!"

At first, Ben thought she was playing. Then, he saw her turn her back to him and rake her hands through the water. Her actions seemed frantic.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

She submerged.

He put his head under the water and saw the problem. He saw her boobs. The water had ripped her strapless bikini top off. She was searching for it.

He stared at her ample breasts and hard nipples.

Their eyes locked. Ben looked guilty; she looked embarrassed. She pointed at his hips. He looked and saw that his swimming suit was around his ankles. It was his turn to be embarrassed and her turn to study his privates.

Ben surfaced and pulled up his trunks. Jane surfaced, covered her breasts with crossed arms, grimaced, and said, "The last time I got under the falls, I was a pre-pubscient girl in a one piece bathing suit. I didn't have this problem. Now, I know why my mother never got under the waterfall. Can you help me find my top?"

The pair searched. She found it, turned away from him, and put it on. She said, "I'm ready to go to shore and lay in the sun."

"Sounds good. I plan on sunbathing topless," Ben teased. "I won't object, if you do too."

Jane blushed, and said, "So you noticed my breasts are tanned. I do sunbathe topless, but not today. I remember when I was twelve and you were five, I was your babysitter. To me, you're still a kid."

"I'm not a child." He stood tall. At six feet three inches, he was nine inches taller than the twenty-five-year-old.

She paused and appraised him. He was a big man in good shape with a full beard.

She said, "You're right. You are an adult. Will you allow me this? I'd feel awkward showing you my boobs."

He nodded, and said, "I understand. I've felt awkward most of my life. The kids at school had moms and dads, and lived a normal life. I just had Mom. She didn't marry my father. I'm not sure if she knew who he was. Our life was chaotic because she's crazy and uses drugs."

Jane's eyes expressed how sorry she felt about his tragic childhood. She didn't know what to say, so she said nothing. She gave him a hug.

They went to where they'd dropped off their things. They spread their towels and applied sunscreen. They put the lotion on each other's backs and laid in the sun. They enjoyed the warm rays. There was a delightful soft breeze.

^^^

Ben cooked steaks on the grill. It went well with the potato salad Jane had bought at the grocery store. After dinner, they sat outside, drank beer and looked at the stars.

They didn't talk much. Each retreated in their mind. They recalled bad times and made plans for a better future.

They went to their bedrooms and got into bed. He wore his underwear; she had on a simple soft cotton top and panties. They fell asleep.

They had pleasant dreams. Very pleasant. As they slept, they had the sensation that someone was touching their bodies. The caresses were gentle and pleasurable.

Things progressed. They had sex with the person in their dreams. It was good. So good that each orgasmed.

When they woke up, they realized that they'd a wet dream. Their underwear was soggy. Both put it down to lack of sex and didn't worry about it.

They had a great day. It was warm and sunny. They spent most of it outside with their cabin mate.

^^^That night^^^

Ben dreamt he was on a date with Cathy, the pretty buxom blonde who had been the head cheerleader at his high school. After seeing a movie and eating ice cream, they went to a make out place.

They kissed. She removed her top and his eyes, hands, and mouth feasted on her large breasts.

"Mmm," she cooed. She smiled, and said, "You're good at this. Too many boys are rough. You have a wonderful gentle touch."

"Thanks."

She fluttered her eyelashes, and said, "You deserve a reward."

She unbuckled his belt. Soon, his dick was out. As she stroked his erection, she said, "You have a nice cock."

She wrapped her lips around his penis and sucked. She gave excellent head. He came in her mouth. She swallowed his cum.

^^^meanwhile^^^

Jane dreamt that she was with her ex, Pablo. He was crying, and said, "I made a mistake breaking up with you. How could I have been so stupid? You were the best thing that ever happened to me. Please. I'm begging you, give me another chance."

Jane was moved by his confession. She nodded. They kissed. Soon, they were naked and in bed. Pablo professed his love again and again while he kissed her lips and caressed her body.

She never felt better in her life.

Pablo went down on her. That had been a sore point in their relationship. He demanded blow jobs every time they were together, yet he rarely reciprocated. Now, he was between her thighs tonguing her sex.

"Oh! Ohhh!" she moaned as he ate her pussy and made her orgasm.

^^^

Jane and Ben woke up and stretched. They discovered wet sheets and soiled underwear. They smiled recalling the pleasurable dream. They cleaned up while doing their morning routine.

The bed linen and underwear were hand washed and hung on the clothing line along with some other clothes to disguise the fact that they'd made a mess in their bed.

Jane and Ben hiked, swam, laid about, and had a great day.

^^^That night^^^

Ben and Jane had another memorable dream.

Ben dreamt that he was in bed with a sexy woman. They were naked. The young woman had long hair, a great body, and a hairless crotch. They made out. There were lots of kisses and soft caresses.

She sighed softly as he kissed her breasts and sucked on her stiff nipples.

She got on top of him. After many lovely French kisses, she repositioned herself. They gave each other mutual oral sex until each climaxed.

He rested and enjoyed his orgasm. His head was still between her thighs. He studied her sex, groped her ass, and peeked at her anus.

After his partner recovered from her climax, she blew him to another erection.

She got on her hands and knees. Ben knelt behind her. He smacked her plump ass and pulled on her long hair as he fucked her doggie style.

There were moans and groans, and two more orgasms.

^^^Meanwhile^^^

Jane dreamt that she was having sex with a tall guy. They were naked and in each other's arms. He had dark hair and eyes, a fit build, and a big hard cock.

They made out. He didn't rush her. There was plenty of kissing and gentle touching. Jane cooed as he kissed her boobs and sucked on her petite pink nips.

She crawled on top so they could sixty-nine. She sucked his stiff penis. He ate the shit out of her vagina. They climaxed. Jane struggled to shallow his ejaculate. Then, she rested and focused on the wonderful fiery feeling of her orgasm traveling throughout her body.

Before she was ready to move on, her partner's strong arms and hands placed her on her hands and knees. His cock penetrated her vagina. While he fucked her doggie style, his busy hands rubbed her clit, caressed her breasts, and playfully tugged on her hair.

She screamed as she came. She felt his dick pulse as he filled her with jism.

^^^

The next morning, Jane and Ben woke up and moaned softly. They were surprised to discover that they were naked. They were not surprised to find the sheets were messy.

They remembered their sexy dream. They were bothered that they didn't know who they'd had sex with; they couldn't recall their partner's face. Both wrote it off to the ways dreams are. Some details you remember, some you don't.

After showering and brushing their teeth and hair, they washed and hung their bed linen on the clothes line. Each was too embarrassed to discuss it.

There were big fluffy clouds in the sky. After breakfast, the pair played croquet, went for a walk and a swim. Ben got an erection while putting sunscreen on his Aunt's back because he was tall enough to look over her shoulders and leer at her breasts.

She noticed and grinned. She didn't bust his chops.

They had another pleasant restful day.

^^^That night^^^

Jane and Ben went to bed wearing their usual sleeping attire.

During the night, Ben's dick fired off. That woke him. At first, he was confused. Then, he realized what had happened. He said, "Again? Another wet dream."

He didn't remember any details. He got out of bed, grabbed a clean pair of underwear, and headed to the bathroom to pee, wash, and change his drawers.

On the way back to his room, he heard a commotion coming from his aunt's room. He quietly opened her door and peeked in. He was startled by what he saw. Jane lay buck naked on her bed. She was moaning and moving her hips as if she was having sex.

He didn't see anyone with her.

"What the fuck?" he asked himself.

He entered and got closer to her. She didn't seem to notice. Her behavior was unchanged.

Ben noticed that the pretty woman's eyes were closed. Her mouth was open and she was drooling. Her nipples and labia were engorged. He could see that her bare vulva and upper thighs were wet and shiny.

He said to himself, "She's aroused and creaming." He sniffed, and said, "That explains the odor in the air." He leaned in and looked at her pussy. He thought, "Her vagina is gaping. I thought the canal was a muscle. Why would it be open?"

He looked harder, and thought, "Her hood's retracted. She has a big clit. It's dark pink. I've only seen that on women I've gone down on and given a lot of oral sex. What's going on? This must be one hell of a dream she's having to cause these physical changes."

Ben stepped back. He was embarrassed because he had a boner and he was spying on his Aunt. "Should I do anything?" he wondered. "I've heard you're not supposed to wake sleepwalkers."

He decided to do nothing, He closed her door and got back in bed. He didn't sleep much. He kept picturing his aunt naked and humping.

^^^

The next morning, Jane washed her sheets and panties, and hung them out to dry.

She and Ben had breakfast. She was her normal self. Ben wasn't. Jane tried to get a conversation going about what they should do today. Ben was quieter than usual. They went their own ways.

^^^That night^^^

Ben was standoffish at dinner. After helping do the dishes, he said, "I'm going to bed."

"This early?"

He nodded and went to his room.

Jane got a book and a beer. She read for a while and then turned in.

Ben and Jane had their most vivid dreams yet. They were naked and having sex. They each had sexy partners. They were like the previous ones: faceless with dark hair and eyes, and fit bodies.

The woman with Ben had bigger than average breasts. The man with Jane had a porn-star size cock. Neither partner had pubic hair. The four of them went at it.

Ben's lady stood and reached out her hand. Ben took it, and wondered, 'Are we going to have sex standing or on the chair in the corner?'

She led him to the other bedroom. He saw Jane having sex. Ben and his lover joined them on the bed.

At first, Ben and Jane had sex with their dark-haired partners. Then, Ben reached out and caressed Jane. She looked at him and came in for a kiss.

They kissed, fondled, and caressed each other. They looked into each other's eyes. The others faded away. Ben and Jane found themselves alone on the bed and they had sex.

"Oh!" she sighed as his cock entered her vagina. He drove it in with long slow strokes.

"Don't tease me!" she objected with a smile on her face.

She wiggled out from under him and straddled his waist. She grabbed his dick, slotted it at her opening, and slid down his stiff pole.

"Oh!" they both exclaimed.

She rode him hard, and said, "This is more like it."

Ben rose and peppered her with kisses. He sucked on her small nipples as his hand fondled her free breast.

Next, he laid on his back and looked at her face. He thrust into her and watched her boobs bounce. Then, Ben rose up, grabbed Jane, and put her on her back.

"Ah!" she cried out in surprise.

Ben knelt between her legs. He put her ankles on his shoulders and his hard cock in her pussy. He railed her. His hungry eyes roamed her body. He looked at her eyes, her face, her boobs, pussy, and anus.

Jane let the big man ravage her because it felt so good.

They came simultaneously. Her vag gripped his penis; his dick filled her with his cream.

He collapsed and laid beside her. They were exhausted and light-headed from the pleasure-causing chemicals that traveled through their veins. They drifted off to sleep.

^^^

At dawn, Jane woke and saw that she wasn't alone. She shouted, "What are you doing in my bed?" She grabbed the sheet and used it to cover her breasts.

When she pulled on the sheet, she uncovered Ben's body and saw that he was naked. She looked at his flaccid penis. There were clumps of white material on his pubes. She recognized it. It was dried cum.

She uncovered her sex and saw a white flakey material. She touched it; it felt crusty. Her face got bright red. She looked angry, and shouted, "You raped me!"

She screamed and ran out of the room. The bathroom door slammed.

Ben was equally startled and bewildered. He went into the hall. He stood beside the bathroom door, and said, "I've been having wild dreams since we got here. They've all been sex dreams. My partners were faceless, well-endowed women.

"Have you been having wet dreams too?"

Jane didn't answer.

He said, "Last night, I had a sexy dream. I climaxed, woke, and went into the bathroom to clean up. On my way back to my room, I heard you moaning and groaning. I shouldn't have, but I looked in on you.

"You were naked in bed and acting like a woman having sex. There was no one with you. I didn't know what to do. I returned to my room."

After a brief pause, Jane said, "I've been having intense sex dreams ever since we got here. When I saw you in my bed last night, it didn't shock me. When we came, it didn't surprise me. I'd been admiring your body. I know you've been checking me out.

"During our time here, I never thought we'd have sex, but in a dream, you do things you normally wouldn't do. The kisses and caresses and the fucking felt the same as the other nights while dreaming.

"It was a big shock to wake up next to you and realize we'd actually had sex."

Ben said. "I thought last night was one more dream."

"Can you give me some time alone to process this?" Jane asked.

"Sure."

Ben dressed and went for a walk to clear his head.

^^^

Jane showered. She wrapped a towel around herself and dashed to her bedroom. She dressed, exited, and discovered she was alone in the cabin.

She drove to the small nearby town. She needed coffee. She saw a farmer's market, parked, and got her caffeine.

She jumped when her phone rang. There was no cell service up at the cabin. She hadn't had a phone call in days. It was her niece. She said, "Hello, Dottie."

"Hi. How's it going? David and I had a great time at the cabin. Is the mattress okay? We spent a lot of time in bed." She giggled like a teenager.

"Oh. To be young and in love," Jane said. "Was your mission successful?"

"YES. I'm sitting on the toilet. The stick says I'm pregnant. I couldn't reach David. Mom and Dad are incommunicado on their cruise ship. I had to tell someone."

"I'm thrilled for you."

Dottie laughed, and said, "You better be careful. If you pick up a local and take him back to the cabin, you might get knocked up. Those vine figurines are powerful."

"I saw them."

"We were at a farmer's market. We thought we'd get fresh produce. We came across an old woman selling folk art. The woman was friendly and talkative. She handed me one of the big breasted pot-bellied things and said, 'Take this. Put it in your home and you'll have a child.'

"I was surprised, and asked, 'How do you know I want one?'. She said, 'I can see your aura. You want a baby. It's been difficult for you and your husband. Put this where you have sex. I guarantee you will get pregnant'.

"For some reason, I believed her. David bought a bunch of them and put them everywhere."

Dottie giggled, and added, "I don't know if it was the fertility statues, the mountain air, or what. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. We had sex day and night and in every room. It was the best sex ever.

"And it worked. I'm preggers. So be careful!"

"I'm happy for you," Jane said.

"I have to go," Dottie said. "David's home. I have to give him the good news."

The call disconnected.

Jane had been walking while talking. She found herself in front of a booth selling jams and jellies. The sign referenced a church and the various charities the funds raised here supported.

A stern-looking nun was giving her the hairy-eyeball and sniffing loudly. The matronly woman marched up to her, and said, "You have been cavorting with demons!"

"What?"

"There's no use denying it. They have a distinct odor of sulfur from living in Hell. It's all over you. You've been fornicating with the Devil's henchman."

"I haven't been fornicating with anyone," Jane said defensively. Then, she remembered waking up naked in bed with Ben. Her face betrayed her vehement denial.

The old woman's face softened and so did her voice. She said, "Child, your immortal soul is in jeopardy. I'm not accusing you of purposely working with the Devil. He is a devious bastard. The father of lies.

"I've no doubt that his minions tricked you. A male demon, an incubus, probably visited you while you were sleeping. Have you had vivid sexual dreams?"

"Yes."

"Many?"

"Yes."

The nun shook her head, and asked, "How is it that they have a claim on you? Are you a devil worshipper? Do you dabble in the occult?"

"No."

"Do you have pagan objects in your home?"

"The dreams began when I came here. I'm staying at my family's vacation cabin. There are figurines made of vine. They look like primitive fertility idols. Are you familiar with the "Venus of Willendorf"?"

"Yes," she said as she nodded. "Those items would catch their attention. Do you want my help to stop this abuse?"

"Yes. I'm staying at the cabin with my nephew. We've both been visited by demons while sleeping."

"I can only help if you are a godly person."

"I am... I try to be a good person. It's been a while since I attended church. I was raised Catholic. He, his name is Ben, is a good person. He's had a tough life. His mother uses drugs."

"Were you both baptized?"

"I was. I'm not sure about Ben."

"Do you believe in God almighty and his only son, Jesus?"

"I do. This world and our bodies are too complicated, too amazing to have happened by chance. There must have been an intelligent designer who is God. I'm not sure about my nephew.

"Is he at the cabin?"

Jane nodded.

"I can help you. The boy, l'm not sure about. Come with me. I need to get some things. First, we will stop in the church and pray. Then, we'll cleanse your cabin and banish the demons.

"Oh, by the way, I'm Sister Agnes and you are?"

"Jane. Jane Fitzpatrick."

^^^

An hour later, Sister Agnes and Jane got into her car and drove to the cabin. When they arrived, Agnes prayed for strength and asked God to watch over them.

While the women were praying, Ben came outside. He stood silently.

Jane said, "Sister Agnes, this is my nephew, Ben. Ben, this is Sister Agnes. She is going to help us."

The sister sniffed loudly, and said, "Boy, you've been fornicating with a succubus."

"You know about my dreams?"

"I know you and your Aunt have been targeted by demons, an incubus and a succubus. They enter your bedroom and your mind while you sleep. They have sex with you and sullied you. They want to pull you away from God and claim you for the Evil One.

"Have you been baptized?"

Jane said, "His mother was a drug addict..."

Ben interrupted his aunt, and said, "My mom and I weren't steady church-going people. One time, when she was trying to get clean, we attended church and I was baptized."

"Good. Do you want to be saved from eternal damnation?"

"Yes," Jane and Ben answered.

"If you profess your belief in Jesus and promise to try and live a good life, you can be saved and enter heaven."

"I do," Jane and Ben said.

"All right," Agnes said. "Let's get started."

They removed all of the pagan wicker figures. Ben burned them. Then, they cleaned the cabin. They washed everything with holy water. Agnes gave them crucifixes. One was hung in every room, including the bathroom.

Agnes said, "We have destroyed the idols and purified this place. There's one more step to banish the demons."

She handed them a piece of paper, and said, "If you agree with this, read it out loud."

They scanned the page, looked at each other, and nodded.

They read the prayer out loud. In it they professed their belief in God and asked for his help. They repented their past transgressions, renounced Satan and all evil spirits, and asked to be included among God's people.

"In the words of our Savior," Agnes said as she made the sign of the cross, "Go and sin no more."

"That's it?" Ben asked.

"That's a lot, young man."

"Why were we targeted? Jane asked.

Sister Agnes replied, "They probably didn't target you specifically. Demons are out to thwart God's plan. They want to pull everyone away from God. You became a target when you stepped in this cabin filled with pagan idols. Especially, since the two of you are opposite sexes."

"Why would that matter?" Jane asked,

Agnes said, "Demons are spirits. They cannot reproduce. They want more soldiers in their fight against God. They discovered a way to work around that limitation."

"How?" Ben asked.

"A succubus seduces a male and gets his seed. She and her fellow demons alter it. The corrupted semen is given to an incubus and he impregnates a human woman, who gives birth to a cambion.

"The product of a human-demon sexual union can be unnaturally beautiful or hideous. They possess magical powers and control over dark forces. They are drawn to the occult and frequently become witches and warlocks.

Ben and Jane shared a worried look.

Jane bit her lip, and asked, "If a woman does get pregnant..."

"ARE YOU WITH CHILD?" Sister Agnes demanded to know.

Jane burst out crying, and said, "I don't know. I've had intense sexual dreams. The men in my dreams were enchanting, charismatic, and without facial features. I found them appealing and had exceptional sex with them. They thrilled me and left me sexually satisfied.

"And..."

"There's more?" Agnes said.

"After many nights with my dream lovers, I spent one night with Ben. They tricked us. Maybe it was to give me a plausible explanation for being pregnant"

Agnes made the sign of the cross and broke out in prayer. Ten minutes later, she said, "You can fight this. First, you two should marry..."

Jane interrupted her, and said, "Ben is my nephew."

"Those sneaky bastards," Agnes said. "Scratch that. You need to come with me."

"Where?"

"My convent. You need to be surrounded by godly people in a godly place. We will go to mass daily and to confession weekly. We will make sure the child does not become a soldier in the Devil's army."

"Will this work?"

"It worked for me," Sister Agnes said.

^^^

Jane and Ben gathered their clothes and drove to the convent. Jane lived with the sisters. Ben lived with the grounds man.

Two weeks later, the doctor told Jane she was pregnant. She notified her school that she would not be returning. She became a postulant.

^^^

The next morning, Jane and Ben woke feeling refreshed and noticing that their underwear and bed linens were clean.

At breakfast they smiled. Jane said, "I didn't have a wet dream."

"Me neither," Ben said.

^^^

The rest of their summer was uneventful. No evil spirits crashed Ben and Jane's dreams. They lived at the convent. Jane prayed a lot. Ben cut a lot of grass.

Jane talked to Dottie several times about the wicked vine figures. She asked if while at the cabin she had sexy dreams. She mentioned incubus and succubus.

David and Dottie thought Jane was crazy. They focused on the child that they'd soon be bringing home from the hospital.

^^^

In the Fall, Ben went to college. He was a different person than the boy he was in high school. He'd hoped he'd be more outgoing, go to lots of parties, get laid a lot, and have loads of friends.

That didn't happen. He was a serious person. He studied hard. He found a godly woman who was tired of frat boys groping and throwing up on her. They became an item. They respected and loved each other, and agreed that until they got married, their sexual activities would not include penetration.

^^^

Within a week of each other, Dottie and Jane give birth to male cambions. Many cambions have nonhuman abilities. Some are hideous, like Hellboy. Some become witches or warlocks. The most famous cambion is the magician, Merlin, of King Arthur's court.

What will Dottie's and Jane's babies grow up to be? Only time will tell. Jane is hopeful. She has Sister Agnes, fifty-six other nuns, and God on her side.

The End