With a deep sigh, I look around my surroundings as I sit on the large fallen log just a short walk south into the forest. This spot has become my little area of rest and respite in my life of confusion and desires. Whenever I need to just try and shut out my troubles, to try and connect with God, this is where I come. While the isolation and quiet has allowed me to truly focus on what my desires are, this seems to also have had the unintended side effect of making my desires worse.

It started so innocently, when one day I caught myself looking at one of the young men of the village where I used to be the priest just a little bit too much. Why, I simply wrote it off as just an idle mind, nothing to worry about. But it just kept escalating. Before long, I spotted one of the carpenter's apprentices working shirtless out in the sun, and my thoughts turned to touching him. A few days later, I awoke to the realization that I had just dreamed of kissing one of the farmhands... it was getting out of hand, and I felt like it was only a matter of time before these thoughts turned to action. That before long, I would be engaging in these illicit, homosexual acts that would surely doom my soul to an eternity in Hell.

In the end, I had to make a decision. With great urgency, I requested a transfer from this village church to a more isolated one, and thankfully the diocese was able to provide, assigning me to this church out in the middle of a forest, placed along a dirt road. For some reason or another, some high-up archbishop had gotten the idea of building "traveler's churches" along roads like this one, and so this one was built as a test. Rather quickly, it became clear that this was a massive mistake, and every Sunday service at this remote forest church was attended by maybe two or three people at most. However, given my situation, that was exactly what I needed to get away from it all.

And yet, it hasn't helped. It's just made it worse. Little could I have known that left to my own devices, my mind would wander to depravities I'd previously thought unthinkable. Perversions untold, all of them involving men... beautiful men. Tempted by the isolation of this remote location, I found myself giving in to the temptations, masturbating to my fantasies more and more often, but it was all for naught. It just did not satisfy me, and I needed more, despite knowing that I just couldn't... it would be betraying my service to the Lord.

So, with another sigh, I get up from the log and return to the church. However, while I expect to find it empty when I step through its doors, that is, in fact, not the case. Standing there in the middle of the main room is a quite peculiar character, looking right at me. No doubt about it... it's a demon. Red skin, horns, a pitchfork tail... I've heard of these, but I never thought I'd see one for myself! But that's not the oddest thing about this guy, no. For some reason, he's wearing what I can only describe as a completely ramshackle angel costume. For all intents and purposes, it's just a white robe and a halo that is straight up just stuck to his horns. He didn't even bother to try and make it hover or anything like that. Just absolutely amateurish.

While I should probably be scared in some way, I can't shake the feeling that if he was going to attack me, he would've already done so. Instead, he's just looking at me and smiling, so maybe there's something more to this. Maybe I should just play along. Carefully, I step closer and ask, "Um... can I help you?"

The demon claps his hands together with a big smile on his face and yells, "Why, today is the greatest day in your life! God has sent me down from... you know, that place angels come from! My name is... uh... hang on." He then starts digging through a pocket on his robe, eventually producing a piece of paper and reading it intently. "Um... Joshua! Yes, that's my name, Joshua! You did such a good job that God wants me to reward you with a whole bunch of sex! Yes, that's it!" he then exclaims, catching himself.

This... what? This is just ridiculous. What kind of demon is this? He must be some sort of incredibly inexperienced demon if this is the extent of his disguising ability. Surely, I should just send him away or outright throw him out for even daring to try and seduce me to the darkness. But then... a thought strikes me. This demon does look rather cute. He's kinda slim, with a slightly girly face... in fact, he looks kind of like someone I might have fantasies about, just with red skin, horns, and a tail. And I find myself at the horns of a dilemma. Is fucking this demon an immeasurable sin, or is it perhaps one of the most holy things I could do? After all, this demon seems rather scrawny, I feel like I could easily overpower him, and wouldn't dominating the forces of evil be truly good? Could this perhaps even be a sign from God himself? A way to indulge in my desires while not falling into sin? Now, of course, this could also just be a massive justification I'm making up on the fly. But quite frankly, at this point, I'm not thinking sensibly anyway. All I can think of is that I might, just might, be able to get away with this, and that's good enough for me. "Oh, is that so? Why, who am I to argue with a messenger of God? Of course I would gladly accept this gift!" I reply cheerfully.

Oh, that catches him off guard. The panic on his face is palpable as he stammers and stutters, trying to form some sort of response. "Um... er... y-you, you weren't supposed to... to be into it..." he mutters, almost more to himself than to me.

Ha, just as I thought, this demon is actually an amateur, as evidenced by his red skin just getting that extra little bit more red with a blush. At this point, I have to pressure further. "How couldn't I be? One of God's very own angels, right here for me to have some fun with! Shall we begin right now, Joshua?" I ask, taking his hand in mine and gripping it.

With a big gulp, the demon tries very hard to catch himself, with limited success. "I... I s-suppose so... it is y-your reward after all..." he mutters. This little red fake angel has bitten off more than he can chew.