you'd come to repent
you'd been having impure thoughts about the village sister
she had adopted orphans into the church
done a lot for your farming community
but there was just something going through your mind
you seemed to be the only one that knew the sister's secret
it wasn't that she was beastfolk
they were common enough
usually mercenaries for the local feifdoms
no there was something else
and it was driving you up the wall because she knew you knew
knew that she wasn't a she
a secret he said he'd sniffed out one day when asking you to stay after service
you were the only human that knew
moreover you were the only human he knew was aroused by it
he could smell it
but it was... sinful
you tried to tell yourself that
but he tempted you
lust started clouding your judgment
why did he even confront you about it?
you could have told the town
but you'd have risked exposing yourself to scrutiny
did he know?
did he feel similar?
his smiles towards you every trip around town were not the innocent smiles of a sister
you felt ashamed but more and more you'd find yourself daydreaming
daydreaming led to urges

you had come to the church to repent but the priest was out
"sister Grace"was there
exactly what you were afraid of
and he knew it
the smile had told you everything
he composed himself with all the piety of the station on the surface
but under that you felt deceit
you had discovered his secret wholly by accident
brushing up against the dogman leaving a service
that night you had gone over the memory several times
trying to find some rational explanation
it didn't work
you'd touched the sister's cock
nothing else could explain the bulge you'd bumped into
worse came the desires of the flesh
it started with simple curiosity
then full blown hedonism
you now knew why you didn't fancy any of the village women
despite your father trying to arrange anything
you spilt your seed fantasizing ravishing a nun
bad enough
but you wanted to lay with a man
you stood alone in the house of God in front of the object of your delirious fantasies
Grace looked to the door then lifted his dress
a red rod begin to emerge from a furry sheath
"truth be told, I wanted you to find out"

he dropped the dress, allowing it to tent
he approached
calmly
soft smile on his face
you flinched when he reached for you
but he didn't violently grab at you
instead he looked up to youand slowly closed the distance
drawing himself in by the collar of your shirt
despite your best intentions your body started reacting to him and he picked up the scent
"no reason for anyone but God to know our secrets"
but why reveal himself?
he's been a pillar of the community for years
"boredom, mostly."
he buried his narrow snout against your chest and smelled you deeply
"I can only be so good, you know?"
your heart was racing
and your body was definitely reacting to him
you panicked and broke the embrace
you fled the church but slowed down when you realized he wasn't giving chase
thankfully, no one was around to notice your hysteria