Art of five rows of men and women in religious clothing during medieval times. Picture from https://frenchvintageprints.com/products/1897-vintage-religious-costume-poster. ~~~ Day 7, Part 1: Ines was the name she was given by her parents, meant to mean “sacred” or “chaste” in her homeland. Agnes was the name she was given by the church, meant to mean “chaste” or “pure” in her religion. “The Swede” is the name given to her by the missionaries she is traveling with. The only meaning it holds is for her heritage. The church sent her with the missionaries to the woodlands of the western British Isles. She learned the region’s Celtic as easily as she learned any other language. Through the Celts’ stories and songs, she was warned about the púca: a creature known to transform into many different forms. The locals believed the one dwelling closest to their area preferred to take on the form of a large black rabbit. It was against the church’s teachings to believe in Pagan folklore, but the Swede was unable to rid her mind of it. Her homeland had their own tales of shapeshifters. It helped ease her homesickness to have something familiar to hold onto. The Swede is not alone, but she sorely wishes she could have a friend. The only time the missionaries truly pay attention to her is when she performs her duty as their translator. The Celts appreciate her efforts to learn their language and culture, but that is as far as their courtesy extends. It’s not until an unnaturally quiet night, months after her arrival, that the Swede finds a companion. It’s a most unusual one, however. The Swede wakes from a light slumber in the nuns’ shared bedchamber with a stirring in her bladder. The facilities she needs are being renovated this weekend, so she and the members of the church have been relieving themselves in the nearby forest or asking the recently-converted locals to let them use theirs. At this time of night, one must go into the forest, so the Swede does.
A black-and-white sketch of a púca, a shapeshifter from Irish/Celtic folklore, in the form of a rabbit. Picture from https://www.kathryncallaghan.co.uk/limited-edition/puca-print/. ~~~ Day 7, Part 2: The full moon lights the Swede’s way, so she feels no need to bring a candle. She would normally put on more clothes, even though nobody is likely to see her, but the urge to urinate is too strong for that. Upon reaching a desirable location to relieve herself, the Swede reaches for the hem of her nightgown. That’s when she sees the púca. The creature appears very much like a rabbit, like the Celts said, but is the size of a wolfhound. Its black fur looks as soft as silk and well-maintained. From what little moonlight shines through the trees, the Swede can see the púca has strong limbs and a broad chest. Its flicks its ears towards her. Frightened, the Swede backs away with a shriek. She trips over her own feet in her haste to escape. Her hands release the hem of her nightgown as she falls and fly to the ground on both sides of her. The nightgown is draped over her belly, revealing her linen braies to the creature. The púca watches as the Swede’s bladder forcefully empties itself and hot pee soaks the cloth. Its whiskers twitch, reacting to the sharp tang in the air. The Swede is equally mortified by her urination and scared of what the creature will do to her; she can’t focus on trying to stop the flow. Her urine leaks through her braies to form a puddle under her bottom. A low, soft sound emerges from the púca’s throat as it leans towards the Swede. She doesn’t see it, but the creature’s fluffy tail is wagging. It’s delighted to see the kind nun. It takes a confident hop forward. “Do not hurt me! Please,” the Swede begs. The final drops of pee trickle out of her. Though relieved in one way, she’s still tense. Her heart beats faster as the púca gets nearer. Sensing the nun’s fear, the creature makes a short huff, as if playfully scoffing at her.
Linen underwear from approximately 1480 A.D. Picture from https://rosaliegilbert.com/underpants.html. ~~~ Day 7, Part 3: An unfamiliar warmth makes its way to the Swede’s womanhood. She shivers as the creature hops closer to her, sniffing loudly. It grabs her with its soft paws and spreads her legs. The Swede is too afraid (and curious) to move her hands from the dirt on either side of her. The púca holds its whiskered face to the Swede’s wet braies and takes a deep breath in. Its eyes darken further until its amber and green irises are taken over by its black pupils. It pushes its nose harder against her, bumping against something sensitive beneath her mound. “Oh, oh my! What is that you are touching?” the Swede asks with a breathy moan. She was told to never touch herself there except when washing, and only for the purpose of washing! Instead of answering, the creature rubs its nose against the sensitive spot again, then opens its mouth to swipe its tongue across the entirety of her linen-covered crotch. The Swede squeaks and thrusts her hips forward without meaning to. Two strong, furry paws hold her waist in place and she’s forced to be still. The púca maneuvers its thin, pink tongue up and down her wet braies, coating the outside with saliva. On the inside, the Swede can feel her hole leaking its own warm fluid. The púca seems to taste the extra wetness from within and doubles down. It licks faster before pushing its tongue into her hole through the cloth. “Ahh,” the Swede gasps and sighs through the creature’s exploration. When she thinks she has gotten used to the feeling, it begins to suck her fluids through the linen, causing her to cry out in shock. Her hands and feet shake. For a split second, the Swede thinks she sees the púca smirk before moving its mouth upwards and increasing its suction. It reaches that little bundle of nerves again and she whines. It doesn’t stop, even when she arches her back and tosses her head side-to-side.
A black rabbit sticking its tongue out. Picture from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/stormy--13370130137147622/. ~~~ Day 7, Part 4: An odd pressure builds inside of the Swede. She’s never been more aware of her womanhood than now. Her hole throbs with her quickening pulse, as if begging for the púca’s attention again. The new sensations suddenly become too much. The Swede begs for something, but she doesn’t know what, “Please, I feel something is going to happen inside me! Please, ah!” The púca seems to know what to do; it flattens its tongue and increases pressure on the area where she needs it the most, causing the tingly tightness in the Swede’s middle to reach a crest. Her body feels as taut as a bowstring for a moment, then her nerves alight, starting from her core and traveling through her trembling limbs. She half-chokes out a scream of both anxiety and relief. A trickle of fresh urine that must’ve built up in the Swede’s bladder during the púca’s ministrations flows freely from her body, wetting her braies once more. The creature slurps it through the cloth until the overstimulation is too painful for the Swede to bear. Having seemingly gotten its fill of both the Swede’s pee and pleasure, the púca releases her. It turns with another “smirk” on its rabbit-like face and bounds away into the forest. The Swede knows if she were to speak of her encounter, she would be ostracized and persecuted, so she decides to keep it a secret. If someone were to ask why her midnight pee took so long, she would simply say she tripped over a rabbit hole and was knocked out. It could also double as an explanation for why her clothes are so dirty; the sudden pressure on her bladder from the fall would’ve been too much for her unconscious body to handle. Satisfied in both mind and body, the Swede pulls herself together and walks back to the church. She doesn’t sense the púca watching her, but it watches nonetheless, eagerly waiting for the nun’s next midnight pee.
Late Day 7: Watersports & Lingerie & Priest Kink/Heirophilia
CW: Service Top Púca!Izzy, Bottom Nun Fem!Swede, Medieval AU, Religion, Shapeshifting, Nun Kink/Heirophilia, Dub-Con, Panty Sniffing, Scent Kink, Urophilia & Pee Drinking, Interspecies Oral Sex
#nsfw #swizzy #ofmdnsfw #ofmdkinktober25
