In the supernatural bureau headquarter of Atlantic city, men and women of important figures gathered within a large meeting room. A looming crisis was slowly festering beneath their very grounds; a disaster that could be many times worse than the most recent one.
Jean picked a seat near the corner and briefly glanced over the expansive assembly. The executive leaders of the organization, renowned Anima users of civilian agencies, and team leads from various branches such as herself were all invited to take part for the upcoming discussion, either in person or on remote.
At a glimpse, she immediately noticed the nun wearing an indecent attire who was accompanied by an old lady in clergy uniform.
"It's that girl's mother. I thought she looked familiar; she was the ace of the Crimson Rose Church all along."
Once upon a time at the apartment, the female agent had the pleasure to watch a succubus duo giving heads together for the stud. It was one of the first introductions she had with the Rias, during a period where she thought there was nothing left from him that would baffle her.
"I don't see anyone from the Halfmoon. Were they not invited? Or they simply decided not to show up?"
She wanted to ask the boy in person, but he was not the type to closely monitor his family's affairs. Regardless, it was a surprise to not see their presence in this meeting considering the weight they now hold around the regions.
"Apologies for the last-minute notice. I am L, thank you all for coming to this emergency meeting." The holograph of a man with heavy eye bags appeared at the front seat; he was the deputy director of this establishment. "Especially to our civilian partners, they have contributed greatly towards the stability of the city."
"L, you are looking as wimpy as ever, ahahahaha!" A ripped old man with a large white beard called out.
"Deputy director, I hope you are doing fine with your health." A middle-aged man in suits expressed his concern as he fixed his glasses.
"Hey, handsome~~ The girls of the perfumer pavilion can help relax some stress and make you feel a lot better. Come visit us anytime."
The charming voice was full of seductive gestures, inciting the same lustful impulse implied by her lewd and prurient body. Clearly, by the natural instinct of men, it was easy to discern that the woman in scanty dress was the same breed as a certain sinful nun.
The major contractors for the government were surely a rowdy bunch, each with an assertive personality stemming from their new found power as Anima users. The agencies they operated were the most prominent ones around the neighborhood; the bureau would often have to rely on their local cooperation to get things done.
"Thank you all for your... thoughtful concerns. Let's move on to the matter at hand, time is of the essence." The man in hologram stoically coughed and ignored the superficial greetings.
"After the Yoma outbreak a few weeks ago, we immediately saw rise to many more supernatural cases on top of our already existing symptoms. If this was simply because of the leftovers from the outbreak, then we won't have to disturb our esteemed guests today."
"However, things are clearly different this time around." As he claimed, numerous photos and images of victims who died in inexplicable ways were shown on the screen.
"Many civilians, even Anima users, were killed randomly throughout the city, usually by cardiac arrest or similar sorts, but no traces of spiritual signature were found in any of them.
"Whew... that felt great. Here, it is your turn." Quickly digesting the massive bulk of explosively violent Anima boiling in her womb, Anna pulled out the boy's massive clunk of steel and offered it to Jean without cleaning the layers of thick coating.
However, the female agent currently looked like a shy little girl seeing manhood for the first time, unable to make eye-contact on either of the two... or the behemoth itself for that matter. Which was strange, she used to be able to stare at that monster without a hint of embarrassment. What has changed?
"Ara, oh my...You are more innocent than you looked, Jean." Anna jested with a teasing smile and climbed over to the shy lady.
"Huh? S-Stop! W-What are you doing?!"
"I am helping you to spread your legs." The kind big sister kindly locked down her thighs, exposing the vulgar flower for her little brother.
"Here, Leo. Let's have her try the raw and straight forward sex. Just put it all the way through in one go."
While anticipating the inevitable, Jean covered her reddened face with her hands... while leaving a few gaps in-between her fingers. However, when the throbbing tip poke the tender lips of her watering garden, there was a last-minute change of plan.
"Ah~ actually, let's try this one instead, the entrance is so pink, so adorable, she must still be a virgin." Anna's finger creeped down further and lewdly spread open a certain twitching gap.
"What!? Anna you...!? Hold on! Pause! Leo, we can talk about thi... AaaAah~~!"
Leo was hesitant if he should be treating the female agent in such a rough manner. Yet, ironically, the boy was taught by all the women he dominated in bed that when they say stop, wait or profess any forms of rejection, it actually means the complete opposite and he should proceed to do what he intended without any regard to their plea.
And like the good boy he was, he took the teaching to heart of course.
Hence, the moment she started pleading, it was his cue to ruthlessly thrust his iron pole deep inside her gut. And the result was just as he expected, the broken, blissful and ecstatic expression of rapture on her silly look was demonstratively proving the wisdom of the teaching.
It worked every time on any woman whenever he puts it in; the pleasure was simply too insurmountable to be any otherwise. And yeah, it also applies when the boy wants to release his load after a few simple barbaric poundings.
"I am close, it's going to be a big one." Leo kindly warned, but spared no moments to hold back the raging flood.
"What...?! W-Wait! No! Not insid...guruguru guru..." She apparently did not learn her lesson.
And for the first time, the female agent finally tasted the deep intoxicating flavor of the potent cheese with her tongue. Though it was quite the unconventional way; perhaps she was also the first to savor the holy essence in reverse as her first time.
Oh, and in the end, drowned in pleasure, Jean forgot to inform either Anna or Leo about the important meeting that happened this morning.