Witch Monastery

Witch Monastery

Author: Dwarf Crane

Summary:

Hawthorne traveled through time and landed in a holy monastery full of stunning beauties. Here, he met the intellectual and gentle nun Heidi, the petite and cold nun Jutta, the erudite and gentle nun Die, and the mature and steady nun Celine, who had a strong leadership temperament...

But he, who had played the game "Witch Monastery" purely for love, knew very well that each of them was a horrible monster that would eat people without blinking an eye!

The beginning of the journey

Chapter 1 Sister Heidi

Hawthorne gradually regained consciousness. As soon as he woke up, he felt a splitting headache, as if he had a hangover.

Strange, I didn’t drink last night, and I went to bed quite early…

He opened his eyes painfully and looked around, but the environment he was in made his mind suddenly clear, and then he looked stunned.

Where...is this place?

What came into view was a small room that was so plain and even a little monotonous. There was not a single decoration on the white walls and ceiling, and there was not even a light.

All the light in the room came from the warm sunlight coming in through the glass window next to him. He was currently lying on a large bed near the window, covered with a yellow wool blanket that was soft and had a faint fragrance.

For a moment, Hawthorne's brows couldn't help but frown.

No, I should be in the dormitory, why am I here?

Confused, he lowered his head, lifted the blanket, and prepared to go out for a look. Then he found that he was wearing a light gray cotton pajamas, and his calves were so white and slender that they didn't look like those of an adult!

This……

With doubt, he lifted up his pajamas a little bit, and then he was horrified to find that his lower body was not only hairless, but also much smaller than before!

what happened? !

This……

This is not my body!

I crossed?

With great fear in his heart, Hawthorne turned over and got out of bed. Under the bed, on the wooden floor, there was a pair of small black leather slippers, and next to it was a wooden bedside table with a glass mirror.

He stepped his feet into his shoes, then turned around and looked into the mirror.

Then, he was slightly stunned.

This……

I didn't expect it to be quite good looking.

The reflection in the mirror was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with white hair, blue eyes and delicate skin. His facial features were delicate, as if they were carefully carved by God himself. Although his facial lines still had some childishness, it did not seem out of place, but instead aroused some maternal instincts in women.

Or bestiality.

"This……"

He couldn't help but reach out and pinch the skin on his face. The soft touch made him certain of one thing: he had indeed traveled through time, but fortunately, although his new body was a little thin, it was still a good-looking one.

This should be a good start...right?

He was not sure, and at this moment, accompanied by the sound of "creaking" the door opening, a figure pushed the door open from behind and walked into his room.

Hawthorne turned around quickly, and then his face froze.

So...beautiful.

A young nun walked in from the door. She had an angelic face, big ocean-blue eyes like two gemstones, long eyelashes hanging on them, a delicate nose and thin but bright red lips, all of which exuded an alluring charm.

She was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a traditional, thick black nun's uniform with a silver cross hanging on her chest. But even so, it could not hide her magnificent and upright breasts. Her full curves attracted Hawthorne's attention!

The strong contrast between the ascetic dress and the sinful body shocked his nerves and made his body react immediately!

Damn, is this body too hot-blooded?

Hawthorne cursed inwardly, but fortunately, his pajamas were loose enough, so he only needed to bend down slightly to cover up his embarrassment.

Seeing his reaction, the nun couldn't help but smile: "It seems that you have recovered well."

As she spoke, she slowly walked to the end of the bed and said softly, "Come on, come here."

Hawthorne looked at her face, and somehow he felt that the woman in front of him looked familiar.

However, when he tried to recall, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind, and suddenly, he could no longer recall anything.

Never mind. I’ll think about it later.

He wanted to do as he was told, but his body suddenly stepped back, as if the memory of some fear had been engraved in his muscles, causing him to react subconsciously.

Feeling the fear in his body, he couldn't help but wonder: What's going on? Could it be that this seemingly gentle nun is actually a very strict and smiling tiger?

hiss--

Let’s just fool around for now!

"I'm sorry, Sister... Miss, I may not have recovered so well..." He covered his head and said in pain, "I still have a headache now, and I can't remember many things..."

Then, he put on a sincere expression and asked her, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The nun was stunned, then suddenly realized something, and then her eyes were sad and her tone was full of regret: "So that's how it is, you actually lost your memory..."

“Yes, this is also

This is something that was expected. After all, the fact that you are still alive is already a miracle..."

The beauty in front of him looked so painful that Huo Sang couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although I don't know what your relationship with the original owner is, now that I'm here, I will take his identity and live well.

"My name is Heidi, and your name is Nigel Hawthorne."

The nun in front of him put away her sad expression and looked at him seriously: "Do you still remember these two names?"

Hawthorne?

The original owner of this body was actually named Hawthorne?

Hiss... What a coincidence. But this is also good, at least it saves me a lot of effort.

Hawthorne secretly rejoiced in his heart, but the name "Heidi" made his brain hurt again. It felt very familiar, but he couldn't grasp any clue.

It should be the memory of the original owner... Never mind, this nun seems to be nice to me, I should be able to trust her.

So, he relaxed his nerves, put on a pitiful look, and answered honestly: "It sounds familiar, but... I really can't remember it."

"Sister, is there anything else you can help me recall?"

On the other side, the nun's face flushed slightly when she heard him say that. She looked at him and bit her lower lip, as if she had made up her mind: "Such a pure body is not a problem... It seems that only I can do it..."

"Just sit on the bed, don't move, and leave everything to me."

Hawthorne was stunned, thinking, did she just believe it? Was it so easy to fool her?

He didn't understand what the original owner of this body had been through, so he could only sit on the bed obediently for the time being. Then, he saw the nun slowly walk in front of him, and gently lowered her head, her forehead against his eyebrows, and the tip of her nose touched his.

"Relax your body." She whispered with shyness in her voice, "Then, follow your will and use your hands... to explore my secrets..."

Hawthorne was stunned. Although the words were a bit riddle-like, he understood them!

Does this mean that I can put my hand under her nun's uniform and... do whatever I want?

This……

His heart was beating wildly, but his muscles were trembling. A greater fear rose in his heart, making his body stiff and almost unable to move!

No, if that were the case, why was this body so frightened?

This is definitely a sting operation, I absolutely cannot be fooled!

He froze in place, motionless. Seeing him like this, the nun was stunned for a few seconds and sighed softly: "It seems that it still won't work."

"Then I will take it a step further..."

As she muttered to herself, her face became redder and redder, and with the shyness of a young girl, she reached out and unbuttoned his pajamas one by one from top to bottom, then stretched out her soft, white and tender hands to stroke his chest!

"Well--!"

Feeling the delicate touch, Hawthorne's eyes widened instantly. Even though his body swelled to the point of almost exploding, the unspeakable fear in his heart made him subconsciously step back on the bed: "Miss Sister, this... isn't good..."

Before he could finish his words, the nun suddenly exerted force, catching him off guard and pushing him onto the bed!

And she followed, lying on his bare chest, her face red as blood, her cherry-like mouth exhaling sweet air, and whispered softly in his ear: "There's nothing wrong, I just want to make you feel comfortable..."

Hawthorne was shocked: "This——"

Isn't she a nun? Why would she do such a thing?

What is the relationship between her and the original owner of this body?

His mind was almost blank, and then he heard the nun whisper: "Your soul is too weak, I can't use magic on you, so I can only do this, use my hands..."

"I haven't tried this before, so I might not be very experienced. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me right away..."

As she said this, her soft little hands groped down, quickly slid across his abdomen, grabbed his pajamas, and gently pulled them down——

"Do not……"

Hawthorne instinctively wanted to protect something, but obviously, in front of reason, the body was extremely honest!

The nun blushed, stretched out her fingers, and gently fiddled with it twice. Suddenly, Hawthorne's inner morality and shame made him feel ashamed. In the end, he had to cover his eyes in despair, like an ostrich.

But it was useless to escape. Immediately afterwards, the nun's small hand grasped the weapon and began to stroke it up and down. A strong electric current struck his mind, stimulating his scalp to the point of numbness, as if countless small insects were crawling all over his body!

"It seems that we have a good start." Seeing his expression, the nun said softly, and then groped downwards. Hawthorne's fingers opened a gap, and when he looked down, he saw her squatting beside the bed, gently opening her cherry mouth -

"Well--!"

The next moment, he gasped, and all the fear in his body was swept away, leaving only an intense, indescribable feeling of comfort and pleasure!

At this moment, he was so excited that he even wanted to cry.

This feeling, this experience... I have never had this before!

This feeling came to his mind, and he no longer felt any fear. Even his headache disappeared, and his thinking became smooth and unobstructed.

His body is completely relaxed.

, enjoying the service of the nun's little mouth, feeling her using all her skills, serving him awkwardly but sincerely——

The nun suddenly spit it out slowly, raised her eyes, and looked at him with nervousness, shyness and expectation: "Do you feel comfortable?"

"Comfortable..." Hawthorne responded subconsciously. After the experience just now, he even felt that he was only one step away from heaven.

"It's good that you feel comfortable." The nun smiled shyly, then slowly stood up, then knelt on the bed again, overlooking his body, "Then now, it's my turn to feel comfortable."

The next moment, her holy face suddenly cracked open, and rows of sharp teeth as pale as curved hooks rapidly grew out from the scarlet flesh inside. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a hideous and terrifying giant mouth like a lamprey!

At the same time, her nun's uniform began to change rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into countless dark green, horrible tentacles with ugly suction cups, swaying wildly in the room!

Then, three dark green tentacles swooped down and drilled into his ears and mouth!

Hawthorne was stunned, and the intense fear accompanied by the horrific memory once again came to his mind at this moment.

He remembered what he was doing last night, and also remembered who the woman in front of him was!

Last night he was playing a small yellow game called "Witch Monastery", in which he played the role of a young priest, fighting wits and courage with seven witches lurking in the monastery who feed on human souls and are actually evil monsters.

The nun in front of him was the first witch to be conquered. She was a terrifying existence from the depths of the ocean who liked to use illusions to play with people's minds. When people reached the brink of extreme pain, she would eat part of their souls. She was the deep-sea witch, Heidi!

I actually traveled to this game world!

"Woo-"

He struggled to resist, but then two more tentacles rushed down and tied his hands and feet, making him unable to move!

buzz-

The tentacles that went into his ears rubbed his eardrums, and the ones that went into his mouth went deep into his esophagus and into his stomach. Then, these tentacles all emitted a faint green light and began to suck his soul!

"Well--!"

For a moment, Hawthorne felt as if his soul was being torn apart. His head was splitting, but at this moment, he couldn't even scream!

Help--!