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	As she writhed in ever increasing agony and pleasure, plague insects began to envelop her. They bit her with dripping mandibles and caused new pestilences that only increased her euphoria. Fresh spores landed on her fraying skin, fungi taking root in her and sending another surge of pleasure through her. Apphia slowly stood up. Her body was almost entirely consumed; her stomach had burst, entrails spilling out with all manner of infections filling her body. She was the vision of chaotic beauty but she was not done. With her last bit of strength, she slid into the pestilent river. The raw Chaotic infection ripped through her and as her body fell apart she knew only one thing.		As she writhed in ever increasing agony and pleasure, plague insects began to envelop her. They bit her with dripping mandibles and caused new pestilences that only increased her euphoria. Fresh spores landed on her fraying skin, fungi taking root in her and sending another surge of pleasure through her. Apphia slowly stood up. Her body was almost entirely consumed; her stomach had burst, entrails spilling out with all manner of infections filling her body. She was the vision of chaotic beauty but she was not done. With her last bit of strength, she slid into the pestilent river. The raw Chaotic infection ripped through her and as her body fell apart she knew only one thing.

	This was ~~heaven~~...		This was paradise...

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	==Introduction==		==Introduction==

	The corrupted Sister Apphia roamed across the battlefield, the scorched earth crunching sickly underneath her boots, like bones; as she made her way around the rotting dead. Father Nurgle had been successful in the battle and now all that remained was to enjoy the spoils of war. His daemons had made quick work of the pitiful planetary defense force and the first steps were being taken to completely ~~infest~~ the planet. Apphia still retained most of her former beauty, but her loveliness was only skin deep; beneath this veneer she had been blessed and filled with gifts from Nurgle. Her new purpose in life was to spread those blessings.		The corrupted Sister Apphia roamed across the battlefield, the scorched earth crunching sickly underneath her boots, like bones; as she made her way around the rotting dead. Father Nurgle had been successful in the battle and now all that remained was to enjoy the spoils of war. His daemons had made quick work of the pitiful planetary defense force and the first steps were being taken to completely consume the planet. Apphia still retained most of her former beauty, but her loveliness was only skin deep; beneath this veneer she had been blessed and filled with gifts from Nurgle. Her new purpose in life was to spread those blessings.

	The moans of a worthless mortal, alerted her to a wounded Guardsman twitching weakly and gurgling in his own blood. She was surprised that any human had survived, but now she had a chance to bring another into the fold.		The moans of a worthless mortal, alerted her to a wounded Guardsman twitching weakly and gurgling in his own blood. She was surprised that any human had survived, but now she had a chance to bring another into the fold.

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	The Guardsman looked up at the Sister of Battle that approached him with glazed eyes, though her face was clean and healthy, her armor was encrusted with filth, and all manner of polyps, fungi, scum and other scourges were nestled among it. The noble fleur-de-lis, which symbolized her former order, had been replaced with the pulsating mark of Nurgle. The overwhelming stench of death and decay followed her like a billowing mantle of pestilence she wrapped around herself; the Guardsman had begun to choke the moment the fetid air had enveloped him. Apphia smiled at her luck, she had found someone in need of help and as her grin widened a worse smell began to fill the air. She straddled the lying Guardsman and forcefully thrust her tongue into his mouth, choking him as the putrid slime worked its way down his throat, forming lesions and sores wherever it touched. Her thrusts deepened as his tongue stopped resisting and soon she began to feel the first signs of deep infection forming. She lowered his head down and smiled again, for she knew her first gift was appreciated.		The Guardsman looked up at the Sister of Battle that approached him with glazed eyes, though her face was clean and healthy, her armor was encrusted with filth, and all manner of polyps, fungi, scum and other scourges were nestled among it. The noble fleur-de-lis, which symbolized her former order, had been replaced with the pulsating mark of Nurgle. The overwhelming stench of death and decay followed her like a billowing mantle of pestilence she wrapped around herself; the Guardsman had begun to choke the moment the fetid air had enveloped him. Apphia smiled at her luck, she had found someone in need of help and as her grin widened a worse smell began to fill the air. She straddled the lying Guardsman and forcefully thrust her tongue into his mouth, choking him as the putrid slime worked its way down his throat, forming lesions and sores wherever it touched. Her thrusts deepened as his tongue stopped resisting and soon she began to feel the first signs of deep infection forming. She lowered his head down and smiled again, for she knew her first gift was appreciated.

	Apphia opened the lower part of her filth-encrusted armor, exposing her grotesque and defiled womanhood that seemed to pulsate sickly, as if it was breathing in the air. It had been personally blessed by a greater unclean one of Nurgle. It now would ~~bare~~ her no young, but rather new diseases to spread for Nurgle, a sick mockery of its former purpose.		Apphia opened the lower part of her filth-encrusted armor, exposing her grotesque and defiled womanhood that seemed to pulsate sickly, as if it was breathing in the air. It had been personally blessed by a greater unclean one of Nurgle. It now would bear her no young, but rather new diseases to spread for Nurgle, a sick mockery of its former purpose.

	The diseased and dying flesh covered with engorged pustules and weeping sores, formed a deep contrast with her flawless face. Noxious mucous dripped from her as her excitement grew. She felt no joy about the act itself, but she knew it was the best way to spread new diseases, by letting him access the root of her gift.		The diseased and dying flesh covered with engorged pustules and weeping sores, formed a deep contrast with her flawless face. Noxious mucous dripped from her as her excitement grew. She felt no joy about the act itself, but she knew it was the best way to spread new diseases, by letting him access the root of her gift.

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	=''Sister of Nurgle''=		=''Sister of Nurgle''=
	This is some weird shit guys. ~~Evereything~~ from [[FATAL\|spiked dildos to necrophilia]] can be found here. Enjoy you sick fucks.		This is some weird shit guys. Everything from [[FATAL\|spiked dildos to necrophilia]] can be found here. Enjoy you sick fucks.

	==Introduction==		==Introduction==