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Nora’s ****: A Lesson in Submission

The air in the Bianchi household was thick with the musk of sex, sweat, and something darker—something tainted. Nora lay sprawled across the living room floor, her massive J-cup breasts glistening with a sheen of sweat, her corset torn open to expose the violet incubus sigil freshly branded just above her left hip. Her raven-black hair was a tangled mess, her lips swollen from relentless cock-sucking, and her fat, jiggling ass still twitching from the brutal anal pounding Stefano had given her.

But she wasn’t done.

Not even close.

Rebecca stood frozen near the doorway, her emerald eyes wide, her fingers trembling at her sides. She had watched—God help her—she had watched everything. The way Nora had begged. The way she had taken Stefano’s cock like a born whore. The way her body had convulsed when the Osiris ring’s power had seared its mark into her flesh, binding her to him.

And now?

Now, Nora was smirking at her.

"Aw, little cousin," Nora purred, rolling onto her side, her tits swaying obscenely. "You look so flustered."

Rebecca’s throat tightened.

Stefano, still half-hard, his cock glistening with Nora’s spit and her own slick, chuckled darkly. The ring pulsed against his finger, its power humming through his veins like liquid sin. His body had already begun to change—his muscles more defined, his cock thicker, his presence heavier. The incubus transformation was slow, but undeniable.

And Rebecca was next.

Nora pushed herself up, her movements sinuous, predatory. "You liked watching, didn’t you?"

Rebecca’s breath hitched.

"Don’t lie," Nora murmured, slinking closer. "I saw the way you touched yourself."

Rebecca’s face burned.

Stefano said nothing—just watched, his dark eyes gleaming with approval.

Nora stopped inches from her trembling cousin, her crimson lips curling. "You don’t know anything about pleasing a man, do you?"

Rebecca swallowed hard.

Nora laughed—low, throaty, cruel. "Don’t worry. I’ll teach you."

And then she pounced.

The First Lesson: A Goth’s Guidance

Nora’s hands were on Rebecca before she could react, her fingers digging into the hem of Rebecca’s Torino FC jersey and yanking it up. Rebecca gasped, her small, perky breasts exposed, her nipples already stiff from arousal.

"N-Nora—!"

"Shhh," Nora whispered, her breath hot against Rebecca’s ear. "Just relax."

Her hands slid lower, cupping Rebecca’s ass—that bubble butt that had made so many boys at school stare. Nora squeezed, her nails biting just enough to make Rebecca whimper.

"Fuck, you’re built for this," Nora murmured, grinding her own hips against Rebecca’s back. "All that training, all those squats—you were made to take cock."

Rebecca’s legs shook.

Stefano stepped closer, his cock twitching at the sight of his daughter being manhandled by her own cousin. The ring’s power surged, his voice dropping into that hypnotic, velvet growl that made resistance impossible.

"Let her teach you, Rebecca."

Rebecca’s breath came in shallow pants.

Nora’s fingers hooked into the waistband of Rebecca’s panties, peeling them down with agonizing slowness. The damp fabric clung to Rebecca’s thighs before finally slipping free, leaving her bare.

"Look at you," Nora cooed, spinning Rebecca around to face Stefano. "So innocent. So needy."

Rebecca’s face burned, but she couldn’t look away from her father’s cock—God, it was huge now, thicker than before, the veins standing out in stark relief.

Nora dropped to her knees behind Rebecca, her hands sliding around to cup Rebecca’s small breasts. "First lesson," she murmured, pinching Rebecca’s nipples hard enough to make her gasp. "Men like it when you beg."

Rebecca’s hips jerked.

Nora smirked. "Go on. Ask him."

Rebecca’s lips trembled.

Stefano arched a brow, waiting.

"D-Daddy," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Please."

Nora’s fingers dipped between Rebecca’s thighs, finding her already soaked. "Louder."

"Please!" Rebecca cried, her body arching as Nora’s fingers teased her clit.

Stefano’s grin was feral.

"Good girl."

The Threesome: A Family’s Corruption

What followed was a masterclass in depravity.

Nora, ever the eager instructor, guided Rebecca through every filthy act—showing her how to deepthroat without gagging (mostly), how to arch her back when taking it from behind, how to clench her ass when Stefano’s fingers pushed inside.

And Stefano?

He claimed them both.

Rebecca’s first threesome was a blur of pain and pleasure, her tight pussy gaped wide open by her own father’s throbbing cock as Nora whispered filth in her ear.

"That’s it, take it like a good slut."

*PLAP!*

"You feel him stretching you open? That’s what a real man feels like."

*PLAP!!*

"You’re his now. Forever."

*PLAP!*

And when it was over—when Rebecca lay twitching between them, her body marked again with the same incubus crest as Nora’s—Stefano’s transformation surged.

His muscles swelled.

"Damn... This feels so fucking great!"

The incubus' cock thickened.

His skin darkened, the faintest shadow of demonic heritage rippling beneath his flesh.

The Osiris ring had claimed another.

And it was far from done.