Rebecca's mom comes back, Jessica's in for a surprise

A Mother’s Descent

The doorbell rang.

"O-Ohmygod!"

Rebecca froze mid-moan, her body still trembling from the latest demonspawn’s greedy suckling at her swollen nipple.

"Nnngh..."

The tiny Nephilim—barely an hour old—had already tripled in size, its claws digging into the soft flesh of her perky breast as it fed, its crimson eyes locked onto hers with unnerving intelligence.

*Plap*

*Plap*

*Plap!*

Stefano’s head snapped up from where he’d been lazily thrusting into one of the other spawn—Lilith, he’d called her—the curvy succubus' pink hued body writhing beneath him as she learned the art of taking cock.

"She’s early," Stefano growled, his deep baritone layered with dark amusement.

Rebecca’s stomach dropped.

"I-I can't... I can't let her see me like... f-fuck, no biting! Like this!!"

Mom.

Jessica Bianchi had always been meticulous about time—about control. But the Osiris Ring didn’t care about schedules. It called to those it wanted.

And right now, Stefano wanted to teach his cheating wife a lesson.

"She still has some fertile eggs for our lineage... gotta make use of those before they spoil."

The Corruption Begins

Jessica Bianchi stood in the foyer, the redhead milf's designer heels clicking against the marble floor as she surveyed the house with a critical eye.

"W-What is this... smell? It's like they just hosted fucking frat party."

Something was off.

The air was thick, heavy with a scent that made her pulse jump—musky, primal, like sex and power and something older than sin.

"Rebecca?" she called, her smoky contralto echoing through the too-quiet house. "Stefano? What in God’s name is that smell—"

Her words died as Stefano stepped into view.

Jessica’s breath caught.

"No way..."

Her husband—barely.

"W-What the fuck!?!"

The middle-aged man's body was much larger than she sweet guy she had married decades ago, his muscles carved from shadow and sinew, the incubus' fat cock throbbing between his thighs, already dripping with precum.

And his eyes—

Breed

Glowing.

Dominate

Hungry...

"Ohno... this is insane!! What happened to him!? What did they... f-fuck!!" A mental echo, dripping with horror and lustful desire... it seemed she was pretty enthusiastic about her husband's new form.

Jessica’s knees buckled.

"W-what have you done?" she whispered.

Stefano smiled, fangs glinting.

"Come and see."

The Fall of Jessica Bianchi

He led her to the bedroom.

"Welcome home, wife."

Jessica’s mind screamed at her to run, but her body betrayed her, her hips swaying, her nipples hardening beneath her silk blouse.

Then she saw Rebecca.

Her daughter—changed.

Beautiful.

Monstrous.

Rebecca lay sprawled across the bed, her emerald eyes now slitted, her skin shimmering with an unnatural sheen. Her belly was round, her breasts swollen, her thighs glistening with the evidence of her labor.

And curled against her—

The spawn.

Jessica’s breath hitched.

The largest of them—Amon—lifted his head, the incubus' crimson eyes locking onto hers.

"Grandmother... nice to see you back from slutting around," he purred, his low baritone smooth, hypnotic.

Jessica’s mind fogged.

"W-What is this!? How did you... o-ohmygod, you are all insane!!"

Her lace panties were soaked already, the demonspawns' aphrodisiac pheromones had long satured the cramped flat making it harder and harder to just think.

"Nnngh!!"

Stefano’s hands gripped the voluptuous cheating wife's waist from behind, his claws tearing through her designer dress like tissue paper.

"You’ve been neglecting your family, Jessica," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "Time to make amends."

The Breeding Ground

Jessica should have fought.

"Don't you dare touch me!"

She should have screamed.

"W-Wait!! I can be useful! Shitshitshit... I can-hhmmmphQ"

But the moment Amon’s hypnotic corruption pulsed, her resistance crumbled.

"OHMYGOODD!! YES!"

Her body arched, her back pressing against Stefano’s chest as Lilith crawled forward, the succubus' forked tongue flicking out to taste Jessica’s curvy thigh.

"Such a pretty host," Lilith cooed, her claws tracing the curve of Jessica’s hip.

Jessica moaned, the voluptuous slut's corrupt mind drowning in pleasure as Amon’s low baritone wrapped around her thoughts.

"You want this," he whispered. "You need it."

And God help her—

She did.

Stefano laughed, his hands groping her massive breasts, his thumbs flicking over her stiff nipples.

"Look at you," he growled. "All those millions, all those estates—and you’re dripping for your own grandchildren."

Jessica whimpered, her body burning as Lilith’s tongue delved between her folds.

Then—

Amon struck.

His cock—thick, ridged, demonic—slammed into the redhead slut's fat pussy in one brutal thrust.

"F-FUCK!!"

Jessica screamed, back bowing as the incubus' throbbing cock stretched the lustful whore's cunt.

But Lilith wasn’t done.

"Hmmmph!!!"

The succubus' tail—slick, prehensile—plunged into Jessica’s fat ass.

And Stefano?

He claimed her throat.

Jessica choked, her eyes rolling back as she was filled in every hole, her body used, her mind broken.

The spawn watched.

Learned.

And when Jessica’s womb clenched around Amon’s cock, her orgasm ripping through her—

Stefano roared in triumph.

The Rise of Amon and Lilith

By dawn, the rest of the demonspawn had doubled in size again growing to full adulthood like their elder siblings.

"Good job kids, all of Torino is your breeding ground. Have fun!"

Amon’s hypnotic baritone now commanded with a single word.

Lilith’s pheromones brought men and women to their knees with a glance.

And Jessica?

"Huu... c-cock! More cream, please... nnngh!!"

The redhead milf lay ruined between them, her body marked, her mind enslaved.

Her millions meant nothing now.

"F-Fuck..."

The cheating slut had become a cheap breeding sow, the Bianchi family owned her.

And Stefano?

He wasn’t done.