Feeling energized by the springtime weather, Maria turned her face to the sun and smiled broadly, allowing the energizing rays to warm her skin. There was a bounce in her step, a certain liveliness that came with appreciating the promise of a brand new day. A new chance to prove to herself that she was every bit as smart as the rest of her family.
Expect of course, for her dim-witted beauty queen of a sister. But that was ok. Diana was a genius at hair and makeup and stuff, different strokes for different folks, and all that.
She felt cute in a grungy old pair of red sneakers, and long black leggings instead of pants, which hugged her coltish legs all the way from top to bottom. She wore a black tank top and a dark pair of sunglasses. As well as a crop-top jean jacket that exposed her toned and slender midriff.
Her most important accessory however, was the little golden crucifix that dangled from her neck. What appeared to be an ordinary trinket at first glance was actually a treasured heirloom. Entrusted to her by Abuela, who passed over her sister and their mother for the honor. Presumably because they were deemed to be inadequately devout, or something like that.
Whatever the case, being the golden ch1ld who could do no wrong in Aubeula’s eyes was exactly the confidence booster she needed to carry herself through the day, and indeed, through her entire degree.
Maria was so distracted by the beautiful sunny day that she nearly collided with a handsome classmate on their way in the door. Only managing to barely shake her head out of the clouds in time to stop short of disaster.
“Oh gosh… I’m so sorry” She smiled nervously, flashing the top row of her perfectly aligned, bright white teeth.
Whoever the boy was, he was congenial. With a pleasingly arranged face and an attractively disheveled dirty blonde bedhead. He stopped and held the door open for her, an ordinary gesture that instantly overstimulated Maria’s imagination.
“Oops, I guess I should watch where I’m going. After you…”
“Maria”
“After you Maria. I’m Andrew by the way”
Maria could already feel herself growing flush. She shyly turned her gaze down and ducked into the door. Feeling it was better to cut the litte meet cute short than to reveal her inner embarrassment. She trotted off to class, fighting the urge to look back over her shoulder, knowing it might tip her hand.
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As luck would have it, Andrew was in the same Latin American lit class as her. They smiled awkwardly at each other as they took their seats, and the professor began his lecture in earnest.
Maria diligently jotted down notes, trying her best not to get carried away with her latest flight of fantasy. She found herself staring at Andrew, and feeling increasingly silly as she entertained idle fantasies about this very handsome boy she had just met. Hadn’t even met him really, they simply made some incidental near-contact by the door. And he was already weighing on her mind increasingly over the course of the class.
Was he into her? Did his smile, or his politeness mean anything? As an ostensibly good catholic girl, she knew guys always wanted something. Something she swore she would never give until her wedding night.
Despite her better instincts, Maria’s thoughts grew increasingly lurind, as her note taking slowed down and the interminable droning of the professor grew increasingly distant…
…The distinct sense memory of frankincense lingering on the air drew the brown eyed beauty in. She looked around, finding nothing familiar to latch on to, save for the black and white habit she wore. Soon the world began to shimmer into focus around her, Following that one sense memory into full lucidity. She saw stained glass windows, rows of wooden pews and a large pipe organ.
In the back of her mind, she heard someone very boring droning on and on about literature. But that background noise slowly faded into obscurity. Blending abstractly into an ambient choral chanting that filled the cathedral around her.
Looking to her side, she spotted a fellow nun, kneeling in prayer. Through the veil she wore, it was clear she bore the face of Anette. And from that familiar point, Maria was able to anchor herself in this strange fantasy.
“Forgive me father, for I have sinned” Anette muttered under her breath, all while methodically working her way through the beads of her rosary.
Maria knew from experience that wasn’t how you were supposed to do any of that. In fact, everything about this situation was ever so slightly askew. Like a cheap approximation of something very dear to her heart.
Narrowing her gaze in an incredulous squint, Maria quickly assessed that she wasn’t in a genuine cathedral. Rather, it was a cheap set made to look only mildly like the real thing. And she wasn’t a real nun, she was…
“Dios mio…” She gasped in abject shock.
Maria could hear the taught rubbery squeak of straining latex. She looked down to see that her “habit” was actually a three piece fetishistic costume. Thigh high black latex boots, and a whorish set of torn fishnet stockings covered her shapely hips and thighs. She had long black gloves that went half way up her bicep, and her super skinny body was covered in a skintight plasticy mini dress that featured a build in veil.
More than the outrageous outfit and her Barbie perfect body, Maria was simply stunned speechless at the volume and unnatural roundness of her breasts. Her outfit came complete with a very large cleavage window, that allowed her silicone stuffed melons to hang free and uninhibited. To add insult to injury, her perpetually perky brown nipples were pierced, and strung together by a little silver chain that dangled daintily between her twin peaks. The centerpiece of the ensemble was a small golden crucifix, her treasured family heirloom, affixed to the chain.
“Oh my god…”
Looking to her right, Maria now saw that Anette was suddenly similarly proportioned like a living plastic blow-up doll. Wearing the same outfit, with the same humiliating trinket dangling between her tits.
They were both in a kneeling prayer position, which made it all the more easy to sink to their hands and knees when a third person approached.
Some muscle bound stud with shoulders as thick as his skull walked on set and towered over the simmering starlets. Maria thought maybe that he bore some resemblance to Andrew from class, but she was suddenly much more interested in remembering her lines than anything else.
The stud spoke in a deep velvety tone “Maria…”
“Umm…” She stared at his straining crotch with blank eyed lust. “Like, is that your morning mass, or are you just happy to see me?”
“Maria…”
“Yeah!” Anette cooed along. “We’ve been sinning real bad! We gotta be like, punished! And Stuff…”
The twin set of overpaid, overacting silicone sluts locked lips in a lusty wet kiss. Never breaking mouth to mouth contact as they crawled towards their co-star’s all important cock. Maria could just make out the hugely impressive width and girth of the thing, when the world began to shimmer around her…
“Hello, Maria? Are you there…?”
“Huh… oh…”
Maria could feel the heat of total abject embarrassment filling her cheeks. Blinking back to reality, she looked around the classroom, seeing how students were beginning to leave. In an instant, she knew she managed to space the entire lecture. And now she was confronted with Andrew’s congenial smiling face.
She swiftly closed her nearly empty notebook. She simply couldn’t believe she allowed herself to be such a space cadet today. It was unconscionable, to waste an entire class on an incredibly tawdry (not to mention blasphemous!), sexual fantasy like that.
“Maria, I was wondering if you wanted to grab a cup of coffee sometime”
“...Oh!” The stunned girl swiftly blinked her idle fantasies away, real life was suddenly throwing down the gauntlet for what qualified as shocking. “I’m pretty busy, with class and stuff. But… yeah. I’d like that!”
“Great, it’s a date!”
“Thouds’ great!” Maria enthused, but her expression quickly turned sour. Something was off. .
She found herself unable to enjoy the simple glow of her cute crush crushing back on her. As Andrew strode happily toward the exit, Maria furrowed her brow and brought her fingers up to inspect her lips.
“W-when did I get fillers?”
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