His Daughter, Caroline

Caroline is just how you remember her, dumpy, fat, wearing some kind of heavy metal t-shirt and a big, thick black skirt along with badly bobbed hair and spots.
You can see this, as she's just been pushed into the room by her hypnotised father.

"Dad? What is it you want me to... DAD!"
She squeals in panic as she sees you, then as she is caught and held by her enslaved father, she seems to recognise you.

"You? But how... I mean... "

You begin to grow tired of this. Despite her ugly appearance, a pair of massive, oversized tits thrust out from beneath her t-shirt, and your demonic nature calls out for her virgin, fat pussy. Fixing your eyes upon hers, you slide over next to her as if you were some kind of fiendish cat, hunting it's prey. She shudders involuntarily.

You stroke your hand against her cheek. She begins to breathe more heavily, her tits rising and falling beneath the t-shirt.
"Hello, little one. I've come to take something you should have given me long ago, my dear little slut."

"What... how..." You can see her eyes glazing over as your presence begins to take hold.