Or maybe not...

The Aftermath – The Incubus awakened

Stefano adjusted his slacks, his cock still hard, his hunger unsated.

This was only the beginning.

BREED

The ring pulsed, its power growing.

MORE

Stefano smirked.

Oh, there would be more.

The hunt has begun.

The incubus prowls Torino's alleys.

And no womb is safe.

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Dawn breaks over Torino's skyline. Stefano's senses tingle. The change in temperature and the receding darkness leave him exposed.

Dawn’s Weakness – The Mortal Flesh Returns

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The Morning Light – Osiris Fallen Divinity Recedes

The sun’s first rays cut through the Turin skyline like golden blades, piercing the darkness that had shrouded Stefano’s night of debauchery. The moment the light touched his skin, the Osiris ring’s power dimmed, its fallen divinity recoiling like a wounded beast.

Stefano gasped, his knees buckling as the incubus essence retreated from his veins. His muscles, once swollen with supernatural virility, shrunk—not entirely, but enough to return him to something resembling a man. His height remained—taller now, over 1.85 meters—his body leaner, his gut no longer soft but firm, a dad bod carved by lingering demonic vigor.

But the hunger remained.

The memory of Chiara’s virgin pussy, her golden life-force flooding his veins, her broken whimpers as he *bred her against the alley wall—

Fuck.

His cock twitched in his slacks, still half-hard, still needing.

But the ring was hibernating. The sun restricted Osiris' fallen divinity, millennia of starvation had severely weakened the Antediluvian relic.

It would sleep in the day and hunt, breed under the moonlight's blessing.

"Damn, this is the worst hangover ever..."

For now, the newly awakened incubus had to deal with the dizziness, the gaping void left behind by Osiris' essence retreating, hiding from the dawn's sunlight inside the rusted bronze ring on his left hand.

Stefano steadied himself against a lamppost, his breath ragged. He had to return home, using his lingering powers. The need to see her grew into a fierce resolve.

Rebecca.

Daddy is coming for you.