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ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ(PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He was beyond any kind of response, only able to blubber and sputter nonsense as he suddenly came again, letting out a strained grunt.
 
She gasped and slammed down hard, her screams catching in her throat as her walls clamped down hard around him.
 
He howled in bliss as he emptied yet another load into her, babbling something with slurred speech.
 
She fell against him, finally feeling the fatigue of the last few hours, her breathing ragged and heavy.
 
She smiled brightly and pushed herself up a bit to look at him, "I love you, too...let's get married..."
 
Sleep did not come easy for him the next few nights. He was still worried, still paranoid that the high priest would find out and remove him. A guilt, or something like guilt, weighed heavily upon him.
 
Aileen did her best to keep Ludwig away from the high priest to try and ease his worries, but nothing seemed to help.
 
Ludwig felt ill one night, and decided to head to bed early. It was strange, like some sort of fever had overcome him.
 
Aileen frowned and followed him for a moment down the hall, "Are you sure you don't wish for me to perform some healing?"
 
“N-Nein, I’ll.. be alright..” he said as he entered his chambers. “Thank you..” he said.
 
Ludwig eventually found some kind of sleep, but it was wrought with visions. A voice rang in his head. “Ludwig. You have displeased me. Listening to that false idol who claims power over your temple, ignoring the designs I have put before you. You will have to pay, and show me you are willing to listen to me, not that old, blathering fool.”
 
Ludwig was sweating, groaning in his sleep. He awoke with a jolt, cold sweat on his brow. He looked around, his breathing hard as he saw that daylight was barely starting to come. He breathed a little easier, and moved to stand up and start getting ready. His clothes seemed to be a little loose fitting, how strange. He gasped and had to cover his mouth as he looked down to see a pair of large, soft looking breasts. “Wh..What..?” He covered his mouth again, hearing not his usual, but a feminine voice. Panic set in as he took in every change to his form.
 
Aileen woke up with a usual calmness, stretching and giving a groan before climbing out of bed to do her usual rituals. She looked in the mirror and stared for a long time, not seeing herself but seeing a man. She blinked, clearly confused, and looked herself over. Sure enough, she was now in the body of a man; chiseled to perfection.
 
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