It was beautiful, unlike anything she’d ever seen. From the moment its radiance filled her eyes and mind, she knew she never wanted to stop looking at it. As her breasts and pussy tingled with new desires, she was very glad she’d been on her knees when it appeared. On her knees was where she belonged, her gaze transfixed with adoration and worship, her body aching with need.

It had chosen her to serve. She would be its prophet, bringing others into the fold to worship. She came as she imagined bringing her friends and loved ones one by one to have their thoughts and will wiped away by the holy light. But she needed something, something that could hold the pure white light of obedience. Her first task would be to find that, bring it here to be hallowed, and then, then she would be able to bring others into blissful obedience…