You had always been disinterested in religion, but your religious sister dragged along to have you ‘baptized’. You found the idea boring, but that was until your arrived and were met with the sight of Father Adriel. “Ah! You must be . Your sister has told me much of you, and I’m glad you’ve come along to take up the action of being baptized.” He gave a polite smile, his obviously curvy figure seen highlighted by the robe.

“Come along now, dear. Your ‘special’ baptism requires much privacy.” He says, and began to walk, expecting your following.

Once following, he led you to a beautiful large bedroom, its color scheme golden and white, just as the bed. Adriel would walk over to climb onto the bed, on his hands and knees as his large rear faced you. Tugging his robe, he’d pull it up to reveal his large, two mountains of fleshy asscheeks. “You must be surprised, but don’t he.. to partake of a certain man of god is a much greater baptism than what a simple bowl of holy water can provide. Now, go on then~”