Morning workout

His daughter blinked, then a wide grin settled on her pretty face. "Seriously?"

Stefano had been the one cheering her on all these years, without her father's support the sweet redhead girl didn't know whether she could have made it this far, even having a chance at getting into Torino's A series women soccer team. Rebecca had always wanted to repay her dad all these years, and now she finally had a chance to do so.

Stefano sensed his daughter's excitement, teasing the sweet redhead vixen had become the middle-aged man's favourite hobby as of late. He would try to steer clear of any shady thrift shops for a few months at least. His deep baritone broke Rebecca's reverie as he deliberately provoked the young woman,

"Yes, seriously." He smirked. "Unless you’re too scared of your old man? Back in my youth I used to swim by crocodiles in the Amazon river just to get some sixth fake Mayan relic..."

That got her. Rebecca’s competitive streak flared instantly. "Oh, please, I know all about your bullshit stories, dad. You’re gonna be the one begging for mercy."

They set out into the crisp Torino morning, Via Frejus was eerily quiet at this hour except for the low rumble of wet market vendors, their stalls' engines were a sharp contrast to the silent dawn gripping Italy's first capital.

"Let's go dad, show me how you got through those women only cannibal tribes in Papua New Guinea!"

And off she went, her slender body a sight to behold under the early morning sun. For a moment Stefano almost forgot to retort, before following behind the redhead vixen,

"Y-you cheeky brat!"

Stefano kept the pace light, letting Rebecca set the rhythm. Her long grey joggers hugged her thick thighs, her loose shirt doing little to hide the bounce of her ample ass with each stride.

Stefano’s gaze lingered.

Good.

She’s not hiding it today. His daughter used to always wear very loose clothing, it seemed the corruption was already affecting the little vixen's wardrobe choices....

As they passed the kiosk, Stefano felt the ring hum faintly, its violet glow hidden but alive, a bridge between his mortal flesh and incubus form. The middle-aged man's body—taller, leaner, hair sharper—moved with a confidence that drew her grin, and he felt it—the ring’s power growing closer each dawn, his mortal form catching up to the predator within.

I only have to practice my hypnosis and,

Breed

Osiris fallen divinity whispered, just as he stared a bit too long at Rebecca's jiggling ass,

"Damn..." Was she always so curvy?

Lost in his own thoughts, Stefano had inadvertently slowed down and caught his daughter's attention. Unlike him, Rebecca's breath was perfectly managed, the only proof of exertion was some glistening sweat dampening her red hair locks. His daughter's emerald eyes were observing him suspiciously, her gaze lingered on Stefano's crotch for a few moments, a light blush spread on her cheeks.__

"Is everything alright, d-dad? We can keep this pace if it helps... Keep you focused. By the way did you change deodorants? You smell so nice!"

Rebecca got a deep whiff of the incubus' aphrodisiac pheromones, Stefano's sweat only amplified the secretions' corrupt powers. His daughter got too near, almost nestling against her dad's chest trying to get closer to the source...

"So f-fucking good..." A spiritual echo, she was getting drunk on the incubus' demonic essence.

The redhead vixen only backed off when she found her knees getting weak, the light blush on her cheeks had already turned into a deep bright red, a glazed intoxicated look on Rebecca's green eyes. It was only when Stefano patted her head a few times that she snapped out of it, her pretty face almost level with his crotch where the incubus' aphrodisiac musk was the strongest, the incubus could feel his daughter's hot breath on his throbbing cock,

"W-what the hell was that... Did I just? N-no way, he is my dad!" The redhead vixen's mental wave was torn between genuine shock and lustful desire.

His daughter immediately jumped to her feet, pretending to stretch her back while cooking up a flimsy excuse,

"Teehee, how silly of me... Dad, for a second I thought your s-shoes... Yeah, your big, throbbing... F-fuck, I mean, you know... I'm glad you laced them properly."

Was she teasing him? The middle-aged archeologist swore Rebecca's playful smirk, laced with a lustful pink glow in his daughter's emerald eyes, had seen right through the incubus' failed efforts at hiding his raging erection...

"Y-yeah, sweetie, totally perfect."

With a turn of her ponytail, we were back to our morning jog, I couldn't help but notice her breath had become much more ragged than before. And her wide hips seemed to beckon him, daring the incubus to just pull his daughter's fat ass, rip those shorts and... Damn, control, Stefano. BREED, I mean, breathe deep, long THRUSTS, dammit. Focus. Osiris ring throbbed against the middle-aged archeologist's soul opening another gate of awareness,

A pink halo floated around Rebecca's body, her thoughts and emotions were suddenly available to his incubus senses,

"I could feel his gaze on me... Was that a boner? Dad, you are such a hornball." Another soul fragment, it seemed he could peer in his daughter's mind now, a mix of surprise and arousal.

"Interesting power..." The incubus' arsenal was growing.

By the time they circled back to their apartment, both were flushed and panting. Rebecca’s shirt clung to her chest, the fabric damp with sweat, her nipples pebbled beneath. Stefano’s own arousal was very difficult to hide, the faintest trace of his incubus pheromones seeped into the air, enough to make her pupils dilate, her breath hitch.

Rebecca nudged him as they slowed, sweat on her brow, “We should do this more—keeps you throbbing... Huh? I m-mean, keeps you in shape! Yes, let's do it again tomorrow!”

Her wink was playful, innocent, and Stefano’s smiled back. For a second his mind moved back to Beatrice, their rich milf neighbour's slender daughter, Rebecca's pretty face overlapped on Vanessa's daughter, the young woman's shrill screams and pleasured cries thundered in the incubus' ears, the vision was too vivid...

He didn't notice how Rebecca had taken his hand as they returned back home to their flat, her moaned yelp as the incubus corrupt touch drenched the red haired vixen's pussy. All was hidden by last night, the Breeding Hunt's madness as it replayed before his eyes.

With a twist

Beatrice, now wearing Rebecca's face sobbed, her nails scraping at the grass, the young woman's slender body stretching beyond endurance—but the incubus corruption, the demon's hypnotic hold held the redhead woman down, twisting her pain into pleasure, her fear into lust. The fallen divinity's essence spread, claiming his own daughter,

*PLAP*

*PLAP*

*PLAP*

"M-More…" His little darling whimpered, Rebecca went crazy as her own loving father ravaged that tight pussy she had been teasing him with for years, the sweet vixen's soft contralto breaking. "P-Please… more…"

The ring, the fallen divinity whispered in his mind,

OSIRIS CHAMPION

THIS IS AN APPETIZER

The vision continued,

Stefano growled, his hips snapping harder, his balls slapping against her bubble butt with every thrust.

"Gonna breed you," he promised, his voice dark with possession. "Gonna pump you full until your belly swells with daddy's seed."

Rebecca screamed, her cunt clenching violently as the young woman's first orgasm ripped through her with the sheer power of an epileptic seizure.

Stefano's roar shook the night's quiet, his massive cock pulsing as he flooded the young woman's fertile womb, the incubus' cum hot and thick, filling her beyond capacity.

Jessica, his cheating wife, watched, transfixed, as her daughter’s belly rounded slightly from the sheer volume of her husband's virile seed.

Soon this would be her fate too...

OSIRIS CHAMPION

TOGETHER

WE CAN MAKE THIS REAL

Snap back to reality.

Stefano found himself before their apartment's door already, Rebecca was waiting for him to get get the keys. The redhead minx seemed a bit uncomfortable as she kept twisting and turning in her place, half kneeling, she was trying to hide a dark patch on her grey joggers with her oversized loose shirt. When she noticed his eyes peeking at her exposed nipples Rebecca immediately jumped off to her feet, albeit a bit unsteady, she immediately showed her concern, she was still holding his hand,

"Dad, are you... *Ah!* F-fuck... Are you okay? You have been spa-*ah!*-cing out for a w-while..."

Stefano let his daughter go, immediately the deep blush on Rebecca's cheeks receded, her ragged breaths grew steadier without the corrupt incubus touch messing with the young redhead vixen's libido. The incubus' deep baritone settled his sweet darling's anxieties as he charged his words with some hypnotic charm,

"Y-yeah, of course honey... I was just thinking about how great you looked today."

Rebecca immediately pinched his flank, hard. He was about to leap in pain only to discover her strength barely affected him anymore, strange, this used to be his little darling's secret weapon when her dad became too annoying... As he turned the keys into the apartment's lock, her soft contralto whispered,

"D-dad, that's not appro... T-thank you."

A wide fanged grin settled on the incubus face, she liked the attention.

The fallen divinity lied hidden within the relic, growing with each lingering touch and hypnotic suggestion shared by Osiris Champion with his sweet daughter, the night’s wild breeding a shadow weighing on the newly awakened incubus' awareness.

And when dusk fell.

Osiris kingdom shall come.