A young couple gets a nice gift

The Second Hunt – Claiming Another Womb

Torino's night air was thick with the scent of sex and sin as Stefano prowled the dimly lit streets, his incubus senses fully awakened.

Breed

Corrupt

Dominate

The Osiris ring pulsed against his finger, its dark energy humming in time with his heartbeat, each throb sending waves of corrupted divinity through his veins. His incubus form growing stronger with each breeding—the middle-aged man's body larger, more defined, his cock thicker and ridged, his claws sharper, Osiris Champion's canines had long become sharp fangs.

"Damn... The whole city is dripping with lust, what a perfect breeding ground."

The world around him was painted in hues of crimson and violet, the auras of fertile women glowing like beacons in the darkness.

And then he heard it.

"Oh fuck yeah—!"

A woman’s shrill moans, high and breathless, echoed from behind a parked car.

"Bingo."

Stefano’s nostrils flared as the scent of her arousal hit him—musky, sweet, ripe. His cock twitched, already leaking pre-cum as he followed the sound.

There, on the pavement, half-hidden in the shadows, a young couple was locked in a heated embrace. The girl—Marta, her name whispered into his mind—was bent over the hood of the car, her skirt hiked up around her small waist, her panties dangling from one ankle.

*Plap*

*Plap*

The slender beauty's boyfriend, Zeno, was rutting into her from behind, the young man's hands gripping her wide hips as he pounded into her with the clumsy enthusiasm of a virgin.

Stefano’s lips curled into a smirk.

How unlucky.

Marta’s aura burned pink, the lustful slut's fertile womb practically screaming for his seed.

The Hypnotic Interruption

Stefano stepped forward, his presence suddenly filling the alleyway like a suffocating fog. Zeno didn’t even notice him at first, too lost in the rhythm of his thrusts. But Sophia—oh, Sophia—her breath hitched as her gaze flickered up, her dark eyes widening as they locked onto Stefano’s.

The ring pulsed.

"Look at me."

The command slithered into her mind, wrapping around the pale vixen's thoughts like a serpent. Her pupils dilated instantly, the young woman's luscious lips parting in a silent gasp.

Zeno groaned, his hips stuttering as he neared his climax. "F-Fuck, baby, I’m gonna—"

Stefano’s clawed hand clamped down on the young man’s shoulder, yanking him backward with inhuman strength. The boy yelped as he was thrown to the ground, his softening cock glistening with Marta’s love juices.

"What the—?!"

Stefano didn’t give him time to finish. His other hand pressed against Zeno’s forehead, the ring’s power surging.

"Sleep."

The unlucky cuck’s eyes rolled back, his body slumping against the pavement like a discarded doll.

Marta whimpered, the young woman's toned legs trembling as she remained bent over the car, her cunt still dripping. Stefano stepped closer, his claws tracing the curve of her ass before delivering a sharp smack that made her jolt.

"Such a pretty little thing," he purred, his voice laced with dark amusement. "All wet and ready for me."

Marta’s breath came in shallow pants, her mind already succumbing to his influence.

"Y-yes…"

The Breeding

Stefano didn’t waste time. His claws shredded what remained of her panties, the fabric falling away to reveal her plump, glistening folds. His cock—thicker, hotter, more—pressed against her entrance, the swollen head teasing her clit before sliding through her slick.

Marta whined, her wide hips bucking back instinctively.

"Please—!"

Stefano chuckled, his fingers tangling in her hair as he slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

Her scream echoed through the alley, her cunt stretching around his inhuman girth. Stefano groaned, his hips rolling forward as he bottomed out inside her, his cock twitching as her tight walls fluttered around him.

"Fuck, you’re perfect," he growled, his claws digging into her hips as he began to move.

Each thrust was deeper, harder, his ridged length dragging against her sensitive walls in ways Zeno could never replicate.

*PLAP!*

*PLAP!!*

*PLAP!*

Marta’s moans turned into broken sobs, her nails scraping against the car’s hood as she clung for purchase.

"You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you?" Stefano taunted, his voice a velvet snarl. "Cum on my cock like the **** little slut you are."

Marta’s breath hitched, the Italian beauty's slender body tensing as her orgasm ripped through her.

"O-OHMYGOD, F-FUCK!! Y-You are so fucking deep..."

The young woman's tight pussy clenched hard around the incubus monstrous girth, her juices gushing around Stefano’s cock as she screamed his name—or was it her boyfriend’s? It didn’t matter.

Stefano’s hips snapped forward, his own release building as he felt her fertile womb begging for his seed.

"Take it," he commanded, his voice thick with dominance. "Take every fucking drop."

And then he roared, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her, his cum flooding her womb with dark, corrupted potency. Marta’s slender body jerked, the Italian beauty's hazel eyes rolling back as the ring’s power ensured his seed would take root.

The Aftermath

Stefano pulled out slowly, watching as his cum dripped from her well-used cunt. Marta slumped against the car, her legs trembling too much to stand.

Zeno was stirring now, his mind foggy from the hypnosis. Stefano crouched beside him, his claws tracing the boy’s jaw.

"You will raise the child as your own," he whispered, the ring’s power saturating every word. "Bring her home."

Zeno nodded dumbly, his eyes glazed.

Stefano smirked, plucking the boy’s wallet from his pocket. 300 euros. Not bad.

The Next Hunt

The night was still young.

And Stefano was hungry.