Rebecca's toned belly swells overnight, pregnant with her father's seed

The Accelerated Pregnancy – A Daughter’s Demonic Burden

The first twinge hit Rebecca like a punch to the gut.

"Nnngh!!"

The redhead vixen gasped in her bed, the young woman's lith fingers flying to her stomach as she sat up in bed, the sheets tangled around her sweat-slicked thighs. The room was still dark, the first pale fingers of dawn barely creeping through the blinds of their tiny Via Frejus flat.

Something was wrong.

No—not wrong.

Different.

Her palm pressed against her toned abdomen, and her breath caught.

"O-Ohmygod..."

It was hard.

Not the usual flat, athletic plane she was used to—no, her stomach had rounded overnight, a subtle but undeniable swell pushing against the pale vixen's skin.

"P-Papa…?"

Stefano stood in the doorway, already dressed for work, the middle-aged man's hazel eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction.

"Good morning, darling," he murmured, stepping closer, his rough fingers trailing over the curve of her belly. "Looks like the incubus tail's cocktail worked."

Rebecca’s pulse spiked.

"W-What—?"

"Demonspawn," Stefano interrupted, his voice a velvet rasp. "Nephilim eggs actually... growing inside you. My blood, my power—my sweet darling's body nurturing them."

The sinful father's hand splayed over her stomach, possessive, proud.

"You’re already three months along."

Rebecca’s mouth went dry.

Three months!!

"F-Fuck..."

In hours.

Her fingers trembled as she traced the swell, her mind racing.

School.

"What am I even... shitshitshit!!"

Practice.

Her team.

Her friends.

What would they think when they saw her like this?

"N-No..."

Stefano smirked, as if reading her thoughts.

"Let them stare," he purred, leaning down to nip at her earlobe. "Let them wonder who knocked up sweet little Rebecca. Let them envy the man who bred you."

Rebecca whimpered, the redhead vixen's hungry pussy throbbing at the thought.

"B-But—"

This was insane, besides what the fuck did he mean by eggs? Humans were not suppo-

"No buts," Stefano growled, the sex demon's iron grip tightening around his daughter's small waist. "You’re mine. And today, the whole world will know it."