A daughter's lust

Meanwhile – Rebecca’s Growing Obsession

Rebecca Bianchi lay sprawled across her bed, her toned legs tangled in the sheets, her phone discarded beside her. She’d been scrolling through old photos—her and Stefano at her last track meet, his arm around her shoulders, his proud smile making her stomach flutter.

But now, he was never home.

And she missed him.

Her fingers trailed down her stomach, slipping beneath the waistband of her panties. She bit her lip, imagining his hands instead of hers—rough, calloused fingers spreading her open, his voice growling in her ear…

No.

She jerked her hand away, face burning.

That’s wrong.

But her body ached.

And when she heard the front door open—Stefano finally returning—her heart leapt.

She didn’t bother with a bra.

Just pulled on his old university shirt, the fabric barely covering her ass, and padded downstairs.

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The First Real Temptation – Father and Daughter

Stefano stood in the kitchen, guzzling water straight from the bottle, his shirt clinging to his *newly sculpted* torso. Rebecca’s breath caught.

When did he get so… big?

His biceps strained against the sleeves. His chest was broader. His waist narrower.

And the way he smelled—musky, primal, male—made her thighs press together.

"D-dad," she murmured, stepping closer.

Stefano turned—and froze.

The shirt she wore was his. And it was too short. The hem barely covered the swell of her fat ass, the old fabric was thin enough to hint at the peaked nipples beneath.

His cock twitched.

The ring burned.

"She’s offering herself."

Rebecca’s emerald eyes were wide, innocent—but her lips were parted, her breathing shallow.

"Rebecca," Stefano growled, his voice deeper than before. "Go put on proper clothes."

She pouted. "You never notice me anymore."

The ring pulsed.

"She wants you to notice."

Stefano’s control slipped.

His hand shot out, gripping her wrist.

Rebecca gasped—but she didn’t pull away.

Their eyes locked.

And Stefano pushed into her mind.

"You want this."

Her pupils dilated.

"You need this."

A whimper escaped her throat.

"You’re mine."

And just like that—

Rebecca melted against him.

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The corruption has begun.

Stefano’s body is changing.

His powers are growing.

And Rebecca?

She’s exactly where he wants her.