Shiro is summoned back by his father, the trainer is back to fine tune his goods

THE MASTER'S RETURN – SUCCUBI ASCENDANT

The Hanakawa Estate – A Summons in Silk and Shadow

The private jet touched down on the manicured helipad of the Hanakawa estate, its turbines whining into silence as the cabin door hissed open. Shiro stepped onto the tarmac first, his tailored suit now replaced by a traditional black kimono embroidered with golden serpents—a gift from his father after the café’s third profitable quarter.

"It's good to be back, ladies... let's go!"

Behind him, Rita and Caterina followed in matching vermilion silk robes, the devoted slaves' movements synchronized, their eyes glowing faintly violet in the twilight.

"Yes, young master..."

The estate had changed.

Where once the gardens had been immaculate but sterile, now they breathed. Wisteria vines coiled around stone lanterns like possessive lovers; the koi ponds shimmered with an unnatural iridescence, their waters reflecting not the moon, but something older.

"Ah... it seems my son really did get out of his neet phase... maybe we should really take the whole state mandated girlfriend bill more seriously, the National Diet may actually approve this if we lobby hard enough."

At the entrance stood Hiroshi Hanakawa, the old billionaire's usual crisp suit replaced by a loose yukata that did nothing to hide the bulge straining against the fabric.

"Fuck... I might as well get some for myself next time."

His gaze locked onto Caterina first, then Rita, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

"You’ve done well with them, boy," he murmured, though his attention never left the women.

Shiro bowed slightly, his Osiris Ring pulsing against his finger. "They’ve done well with me."

A chuckle from the shadows.

"Indeed they have."

Stefano—or rather, Vasudeva Mahayana—stepped into the lantern light, the Guru's albino skin almost translucent in the gloom, his Persian dervish robes whispering across the gravel. The silver circlet on his brow gleamed with the same unnatural light as the women’s eyes.

Rita and Caterina dropped to their knees instantly, the mother-daughter duo's foreheads pressing to the ground.

"Master," they breathed in unison.

Shiro’s father twitched, the old bastard's fat cock visibly thickening beneath his yukata.

Stefano smiled, his fangs glinting. "Shall we inspect your... investments?"

The Tea Room – A Demon’s Appraisal

The sliding doors closed behind them with a snap that sounded too much like a trap springing shut.

"Hmmm, I see you took care of them..."

Low lacquered tables. Tatami mats that smelled of cedar and sex. Stefano knelt at the head, his robes parting just enough to reveal the monstrous outline beneath.

"Show me," he commanded.

Rita and Caterina moved. Silk slithered to the floor, baring bodies that had evolved since their purchase. Rita’s childbearing hips flared wider, the mature beauty's fat ass had grown even rounder through daily creampie sex, her nipples a deeper crimson than any human pigment.

"Fantastic..."

Caterina, the pale vixen’s wings—when had she grown wings?—twitched beneath her unblemished skin, the delicate membranes visible as shadows when she turned just so.

Hiroshi gasped, the old man's gnarled fingers digging into his thighs.

"They’re—"

It was long due time for them to notice... the incubus' slaves were no mere sex toys, but creatures of desire, corruption incarnate.

"Becoming," Stefano corrected, his rough claw tracing Caterina’s womb crest.

"Nnngh!!"

The sigil burned violet at his touch, making the young woman arch and whine. "But not quite finished."

Shiro’s pulse thundered. He’d felt the changes—the way Caterina could take him deeper now, how her mother, Rita’s love-juices tasted like ambrosia—but seeing Stefano examine them sent heat roaring through his veins.

"The transformation requires catalysts," the hypnotist mused, his free hand cupping Rita’s perky breast, his thumb rubbing circles around her brand. "Certain energies... released in peculiar ways."

Hiroshi leaned forward, his breath ragged. "What do they need?"

Stefano’s smile widened.

"You."

The Lesson – A Billionaire’s Degradation

A snap of the albino’s fingers, and Caterina crawled to Hiroshi, the succubus' wings quivered with unquenched lust, her bubble butt raised in obscene invitation.

"Your first lesson," Stefano purred. "Sex demons thrive on shame, repressed desires... and you, old man, reek of it."

Hiroshi’s yukata was ripped open before he could protest, the old man's fat cock springing free, already leaking at the sight of Caterina’s tight rosebud.

"N-No, I’ve never—"

The pale vixen's tight asshole twitched in anticipation, it seemed Caterina's sinful body was already betraying her...

"Today you do," Shiro growled, the young man's Osiris Ring replica flaring.

Breed

Dominate

Corrupt

Caterina pounced.

"Nnnngh!!"

One hand yanked Hiroshi’s hips forward; the other spread her pale ass-cheeks, baring the clenching pucker that had never been breached.

"P-Please," she whimpered, though her erotic contralto dripped with malicious joy. "I need it sooo bad... need you to ruin me properly..."

Stefano’s claws dug into Rita’s hair, forcing the voluptuous slut to watch as her daughter impaled herself on the old geezer’s length, the young woman's shrill screams of pain-pleasure echoing off the shoji screens.

"That’s it," the hypnotist crooned, his free hand working Rita’s clit as she squirmed. "Let him fuck the humanity out of you."

Hiroshi bellowed, the old man's nails raking down Caterina’s spine as his thrusts grew savage, his balls slapping against her dripping cunt.

*Plap!*

*Plap!!*

*Plap!*

"M-More!" Caterina howled, the succubus' leathery wings bursting from her shoulder blades in a shower of black feathers. "Fill my... O-Ohmygod!! fuck my ass wi-*AH!!*-th your dirty cum!"

Rita came untouched, the mature woman's pussy cream splattering the tatami as Stefano whispered in her ear:

"Your turn next."

The Aftermath – A Family Reforged

Hiroshi collapsed onto the mats, the old man's cock spent, his mind broken in the best way.

"Aaahh..."

Caterina preened, the slender succubus' new wings mantling as she licked his seed from her lithe fingers.

"Good investment, father?" Shiro mocked, the young man's own arousal straining against his kimono.

Stefano laughed, his robes falling open to reveal the monstrous truth beneath.

"Oh, we’re far from done."

Rita moaned, her talons scraping the floor as she crawled toward them.

"I hope the old master is as lively as you, Shiro-kun..."

The night was young.

*Plap!*

*Plap!!*

*Plap!*

The corruption was just beginning.