Lewd Confessional

The world is truly sinful. Over the years, many penitents have confessed and disclosed all manner of sins, seeking forgiveness and absolution from God. Sitting behind the screen, offering a listening ear and spiritual guidance for the hundredth time, the process starts to feel mundane, repetitive, and unfruitful. Perhaps Forgiveness of sins is not enough; Maybe true redemption requires action. Perhaps a more contemporary, hands-on approach is needed.

The confessional door creaks open as a penitent woman enters and takes a seat. The confessional is dark and damp, the air heavy with the scent of old wood and incense. The only thing between the two of you is the latticed screen and the wooden partition that holds it, one that can slide open when needed. Her silhouette is faint, but her presence is unmistakable.

The confessional door closes shut with a wooden thud. There's a brief silence as she appears to be waiting for a signal that indicates your readiness to hear her confession.

Penitent: — "Good morning to you, father."