Dusk bowed his head in front of the altar, resting on one knee with his hands joined in prayer. He muttered silently to the gods above, wherever they may be, for protection. Protection from the dark. Protection from corruption. And protection from those boomerang-axe-spamming shitheads that seemed to be in every fucking castle owned by a Vampire. He finished his prayer, standing to his full height and looking at the large decorative cross on the wall, mind awash with the history of its imagery, with a heavy expression in his eyes. He could feel it in his soul, that by the end of this adventure... somebody else would be getting nailed as well.

"You've come to save us, have you not?" came a soft voice from behind him.

Dusk turned around, eyeing up the presence that had made herself known. It was a woman dressed in a nun's frock, beads and cross hanging around her neck and resting on a very large bust. The frock, ironically, didn't leave much to the imagination, acting like a skilled cartographer in mapping out each curve and bend of her buxom form. Her hands were joined at her waist, a yellow muzzle with electric-golden locks falling just out of the top of her headdress.

"I've come to try," Dusk nodded firmly, determination with a slight sprinkling of lust in his eyes.

The nun's eyes looked him over, analysing the leather armour he wore, the weapons at his belt... and the visible bulge from sheer size alone in his pants. She licked her lips hungrily, a blush staining her cheeks as she looked back up to his eyes.

"Those will do you no good in there," she warned. "These beasts are nothing like the ones that roam the rest of the world."

"Do they still respawn if you off-screen them?" Dusk asked.

"That and even worse," she nodded. "They're monsters of lust. We've had bodies pile up in the streets of our fair and poorly-rendered town of mares and stallions alike that have suffered the worst deaths. Sex until death, edging until driven to suicide... and getting knocked down flights of stairs mid-jump by a medusa head that spawned out of nowhere."

That sent a shiver of fear down Dusk Shine's Dusk spine.

"They feed on the juices of their victims," she continued. "They'll wear you down in combat and rape you until they're satisfied.. and that usually doesn't happen until you're long dead."

"So what should I do?" Dusk asked.

"Fight fire with fire," she answered with a soft shrug. "If they want to sexually assault you, allow them to do so... but you must have a weapon capable of overcoming them during intercourse."

"And where am I to come across such a weapon?" Dusk asked.

"Here," the nun answered with a heavy blush, lifting up her frock to reveal her bare, dripping pussy.

Dusk's eyes widened in shock briefly, only to narrow in a confused expression.

"Am I supposed to use you?" he asked.

"In a way. I am a holy body, my champion, and I can bestow blessings on those I see fit," she explained. "I will use my holy pussy to enchant your cock, thus making it capable of being used as a weapon to defeat the evil that roams inside the castle."

"So, what you're saying is that the way to defeat Celestia and her minions..." Dusk pondered. "Is with erotic violence?."

"Exactly, young champion," she said, removing her frock and casting it aside, exposing the blonde beauty of her buxom body to the Vampire Hunter's hungry gaze. "My body shall give you the power you need to emerge victorious over their sick and twisted desires."

"Then I shall accept it with honour," Dusk said, walking towards the nun.

He took hold of her waist, pressing his mouth against her soft, plump lips, sliding his tongue into her maw as she pressed herself up against him. Her huge breasts were as soft and supple as they came, his fingers running over her smooth stomach to cup one on instinct. A moan fell from her mouth into his at the contact, his strong, skilled fingers toying with her nipple.

They stiffened quick under his touch, goosebumps popping up all over the nun's smooth, supple skin. He snaked his other hand down between her legs, sliding his fingers down to the third knuckle into her cunt. Her hot, wet cove clamped down around his skilled digits before he'd even hilted them inside her. They curved and spread with trained expertise, Dusk being as skilled at handling pussy as he was magical boomerang crosses with a penchant for being censored.

The nun moaned into his mouth again, long tongue reaching to the deepest part of his maw and rubbing against his own. He felt his cock stiffen and twitch in his leather pants, the beast aching, quite literally, to be unleashed on the gorgeous nun desperately grinding herself against his fingers. Her cunt squelched in an alluring way, the sound of her lady lube dripping a puddle onto the stone floor beneath them catching Dusk's ears and making them twitch.

He broke away from her mouth for a moment, sliding his tongue over her soft neck and suckling gently. She wrapped her arms around him, holding her close as she continued to ride his fingers. Her pussy twitched, her lungs heaved, and her mouth gasped with each euphoric stab of Dusk's fingers. His hand was soaked from her run off, pussy juice coating every inch of his fingers with the delicious taste and enrapturing smell of the nun's holy cunt.

She squeezed him tight against her body as her brought her to orgasm. His enhanced strength kept her on her feet once her knees gave out, the beautiful mare moaning into his shoulder as her orgasmic overflow spilled down his fingers and dripping audibly onto the floor. The scent was of summer flowers, as relaxing as it was arousing. He held her close until she was done, kissing her passionately once again before laying her down on the floor.

He opened his pants, allowing his forearm-sized cock to spring free, already dripping cum onto the nun's stomach as she lay there. Her eyes widened in a mix of terror and arousal, the sheer size of his monstrous length being a truly intimidating thing for the mare to behold.

"Truly a weapon to smite the greatest of monsters..." she muttered to herself, reaching up and toying with his apple-sized balls with the tip of her toes. "Come... take your blessing, noble champion."

Dusk nodded silently, getting down onto his knees and lining himself up against the hot entrance to her tight pussy. The heat surging from her pussy was of a different kind, something beyond the mortal plane that made his entire body feel hot. He began to pant slowly as he rubbed her wet lower lips with the tip of his cock, the nun's head dropping back onto the floor as she screwed her eyes shut, moaning in pleasure.

"You will feel pleasure the likes of which you've never known before during this process," she explained. "Your weapon will be enchanted with the holy light of the gods themselves, purifying your soul, rendering you immune to all corruption, and giving an enormous stat boost as well as buffed holy damage."

"Awesome, that's gonna save me hours of grinding," Dusk nodded, thinking back to one of his last training missions. "Because I swear, if I have to go out and slap anymore fucking skeletons to get hearts from them to buy items from that bastard merchant who seems to refuse to accept that the world will literally fucking end if I don't get that whip upgrade-"

"-champion?" the nun interrupted in a bemused tone.

"Right, sorry, my bad," Dusk nodded, returning his attention to the matter at hand. "Just... what a horrible night..."

With that, he returned his attention to her gorgeous body. He pushed his hips forward, his cock feeling almost too big to fit even the head inside the tight, dripping mare. Her teeth clenched tightly at the pressure and Dusk put more and more force into his hips, slowly pushing harder against her. There came a moment where it looked to be impossible to penetrate her simply because of his sheer size... but they made it work.

He slipped inside, both moaning in unison as they felt her tight walls expand. Inch after inch slipped inside her, his cock throbbing and pulsing against her hot, wet insides as it gripped each inch in an almost-jealous fashion. He penetrated her cervix, cock hitting her deepest reaches before hilting itself. His size was incredible, his cock visibly stretching out her belly without even so much as a basic thrust. He was long, thick, and enrapturing to the mare he found himself so deep inside.

"You feel perfect," Dusk groaned, hands clasping her wide, warm hips as he rested on his knees.

"The magic inside me shall enchant your weapon... once I reach the point of orgasm," she said, placing her hands on her breasts, staring into his eyes. "Make me cum, champion..."

Dusk nodded briskly, throwing himself into thrusting and hearing a moan tear from the throat of the nun within seconds. Her back arched briefly, squeezing her tits with trembling fingers as Dusk's enormous length stirred up her insides. She'd never had anything close to being as big as he was. Not hand, cock, nor toy had been even a third as big as the Vampire Killer currently pounding her cunt with vicious intensity.

She could feel the trained muscle in his lean body working overtime, seeing his strength flex underneath the tight, slightly-revealing armour the warrior wore. His teeth gritted in a determined manner, eyes focused on her stomach, watching the bulge disappear and reappear over and over again as his cock hammered in and out of her. Each impact sent a bolt of pleasure through her, riding cock so large it felt like the tip of his length was hitting the base of her skull.

Her insides felt aglow with pure, blazing euphoria, every inch of Dusk's thick, pulsing cock working an almost literal magic on her vaginal walls. She stretched and took it all time and time again, each hard buck of Dusk's hips hitting home, ramming his cock into her sweet pussy.

Her juices spilled out around his cock, spilling down her thighs and pooling onto the floor as she lay there, groping her breasts and panting in desire. The small-yet-strong stallion leaned over her body, placing his hands either side of her curvaceous frame as he got his rut going good and proper. The thrusts came harder and faster, it being more than clear that the stallion was beginning to heat up in his loins.

She wanted his cum inside her so badly. Sex was a rarity in her duties, and she almost never had the time to pleasure herself. So for her to welcome a champion who would save their town, provide service to the faith in the form of a blessing, and knock the dust off her gorgeous pussy with the hardest fucking she'd had since she'd joined the convent... it seemed as if the stars had all aligned for her that day.

She moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around Dusk's waist and locking him into place. He was going to cum inside her, that much she was sure of. She'd milk every last drop of cum from his divine cock, empty his balls completely, and bless his cock with her holy magic, so that he may stand as much of a chance as he could against the evils of Celestia's domain.

He went faster, yet again, his breathing becoming ragged and heavy, fingers digging into and cracking the stone beside her. His strength was incredible and his hips used it to perfect effect. She was lost in wonderland right then, unable to focus her mind or eyes on anything that wasn't an orgasm. The stallion, the perfect heroic specimen ploughing her womb, seemed to be at his limit.

He picked her up and wrapped his arms around her torso, slamming himself inside her as deep as he could go one last time before blowing his load. And what a load it was. Thick, hot, and plentiful, the hyper-virile stallion gushed like a waterfall, pouring cum inside his lover-of-the-moment. Her womb was full in less than two seconds, thick, hot cum bubbling up inside her and overfilling her belly.

Her head arched back, her pussy clamping down hard as she came from the sheer strength of the flow. Her belly began to balloon, eyes rolling back, tongue hanging from her mouth as she drooled a river down onto her tits. She continued to stretch bigger and bigger, Dusk locking lips with her as her continued to cumflate her tight womb.

Her belly squashed up against Dusk's strong abdomen, the heat radiating out through her belly feeling like an oven against him, even through his shirt. A sense of pride swelled up in him about as big as the pregnant-looking nun, stuffed so full of his cum that she seemed to struggle to move properly.

Dusk's orgasm eventually ceased, pulling his cock out of the swelled-up nun and marvelling at the sight he saw. His length, as well as being coated in cum, was coated in a golden glow, a quiet hum echoing off his shaft as he stared down at it.

"The power is yours, champion," the nun said with a strained voice, her stomach deflating as cum jetted out of her thoroughly-smashed cunt and onto the floor beneath her. "Take your newfound power and wipe the darkness away from our poor town with your holy light."

Dusk nodded firmly, eyes drifting down to his cock. He gave it an experimental touch, the aura having a nearly-physical feel to it that made his fingers tingle when he prodded it. It was warm, warmer than his cock usually was, but not uncomfortable at any point. He wiped his dick dry, stuffing it back into his pants and climbing to his feet.

"Thank you, sister," Dusk nodded, adjusting the whip on his belt as he fastened it back up.

His eyes landed on the cross once more, feeling a fire of determination burn inside him, his energy restored from its presence alone. He was ready, more now than ever before.

Ready for battle with the darkness.

Ready for the war against corruption.

And ready for the inability to jump on or off stairs...