Stefano sets his eyes on Rebecca's high-school

OSIRIS CHAMPION'S GAME – PREY IN PLAIN SIGHT

The Psychologist Office – A Spider’s Web

The afternoon sun slanted through the blinds of the Cavour Institute’s counseling office, painting golden bars across the mahogany desk where Stefano—now Dr. Bianchi—sat with a patient file open before him. The scent of bergamot and leather polish hung thick in the air, mingling with something darker, something hungry.

A knock at the door.

"Come in," he called, his voice smooth as aged whiskey, the faintest undercurrent of something otherworldly lurking beneath the professional cadence.

The door creaked open, and she stepped inside—Caterina Marchioni, Torino’s rising track star, her lithe frame clad in the school’s navy-blue athletic kit. Sun-kissed skin glowed under the fluorescent lights, her chestnut hair pulled into a high ponytail that swayed with every step. Tight leggings clung to toned thighs, the fabric straining over the sculpted curve of her bubble butt.

"You wanted to see me, Dr. Bianchhi?" Her soft contralto carried the confidence of an athlete used to winning, but her fingers twisted at the hem of her shirt—a tell.

Stefano smiled, his pearly teeth just too white. "Please, sit." He gestured to the plush chair across from him, the one angled just so to catch the light on his Osiris Ring.

Caterina perched on the edge, her posture tense. "Is this about my midterms? I know I missed that psych quiz last week, but—"

"No, no," Stefano chuckled, leaning back, his fingers steepled. "This is about something far more... personal."

Her brow furrowed. "Personal?"

The antediluvian relic pulsed, a flicker of violet-pink light reflecting in her widening pupils.

"Tell me, Caterina," Stefano murmured, his voice dropping an octave, "do you ever feel... watched?"

Her breath hitched.

"Huu..."

The game had begun.

The First Thread – Sinking the Hook

"W-Watched?" Caterina laughed, but the sound cracked at the edges. "I mean, sure, at competitions, but—"

"Not just there." Stefano’s gaze locked onto hers, his irises darkening, the Ring’s glow intensifying. "In the locker room. The showers. The way your coach’s eyes linger just too long when you stretch."

Caterina’s throat bobbed. "H-How did you—?"

"Because I see you, darling." His deep baritone oozed into her ears, syrupy and warm. "All that potential, all that fire... and no one appreciates it." His fingers drummed the file—the pale beauty's file, filled with notes he’d planted. "Your father’s too busy with his new wife. Your mother’s away in Milan most of the time. And your teammates?" A dismissive wave. "Jealous little vipers, except for Rebecca of course."

Caterina’s fists clenched. "They are kind of... bitches," she muttered, the admission spilling out before she could stop it.

Stefano’s smile widened. "Exactly." He leaned forward, the Ring flaring. "But I understand. I know what you need."

Her pulse jumped, her skin prickling under his stare. "What I... need?"

"Discipline." His hypnotic leash charged the word, twisting it into something filthy. "Direction. A firm hand to guide that beautiful aggression."

Caterina’s thighs pressed together, her cheeks flushing. "I—I don’t—"

"Shhh." Stefano rose, circling the desk, his shadow looming over her slender frame. "No more thinking, sweetie. Just feel."

The Osiris Ring hummed, its corruption seeping into her pliant mind, unraveling her resistance thread by thread.

Caterina’s breath shortened, her lids drooping.

"That’s it," Stefano murmured, his fingers brushing her jaw. "Let go."

Her lips parted on a whimper.

The Descent – From Athlete to Pet

The office melted around them.

"O-Ohmygod... what is happening!? Why does it feel so good to just... submit?"

One moment, Caterina sat in the chair—the next, she kneeled on the plush rug, her forehead pressed to Stefano’s polished loafers, her ponytail dangling like a leash.

"Good girl," Stefano praised, his hand fisting in her hair, yanking her head back. "Look at me."

Caterina obeyed, her hazel eyes glazed, the young woman's luscious red lips swollen from biting them.

"Say it."

Only a flicker of resistance, the incubus' aphrodisiac pheromones had saturated the room enough to make the pale beauty's inhibitions finally crumble.

"M-Master," she whimpered, the word tasting just right on her tongue.

Stefano growled, his free hand unbuckling his belt. "Open."

Caterina’s mouth fell open, her tongue peeking out in offering.

The first thrust of his fat cock stretched her lips, his girth filling the young woman's throatpussy before she could gag.

"Take it," Stefano commanded, his hips pumping, his grip tightening. "Every. Inch."

Tears welled in her eyes, the athletic slut's throat fluttering around him, Caterina's tone body betraying her with heat, with wetness.

Drool dripped down her chin, her nose brushing his pelvis as he hilted himself.

*Glock!*

*Glock!!*

*Glock!*

"Such a perfect little whore," Stefano hissed, the incubus' cock twitching as her gagging moans vibrated around him. "And you know what comes next, don’t you?"

Caterina nodded, her mind fogged, the brunette beauty's soul unspooling.

The Ring glowed brighter.

Submit

Please

Give up

The transformation began.

The Rebirth – Collar and Cuffs

Stefano’s tainted seed flooded the slender vixen's throat, his fingers tangling in her hair as she swallowed desperately.

"HMMMPHHH!!!"

Caterina coughed, her body shivering, the young woman's pale skin tingling as the Osiris energy seeped into her veins.

"P-Please," she begged, her soft contralto hoarse, her thoughts scrambled. "More... need more..."

Stefano laughed, his claws unsheathing, the incubus' true form bleeding through the illusion. "Oh, you’ll get more, bella."

Her clothes ripped away, the young athlete’s toned body exposed, her nipples pebbling under his gaze.

"Such a tight little body," Stefano mused, his talons scraping down her sternum. "Perfect for breaking."

Caterina whined, her cunt dripping, her mind empty but for him.

The collar materialized first—black leather, lined with violet runes, the symbol of his claim.

The cuffs followed, clamping around her wrists, her ankles, the metal humming with dark energy.

"Now," Stefano purred, his wings unfurling, his cock hardening again. "Let’s see how deep this rabbit hole goes."

Caterina screamed as he mounted her, the aphrodisiac pheromones made sure the brunette slut's pussy was already soaked, her soul shattering.

"OHMYGOD!! YESS!!!"

The office walls shuddered.

Breed

Corrupt

Dominate

The Osiris Ring glowed, its dark essence spreading.

"Daddy is gonna be so happy..."

And in the corner, unseen, a shadow smiled—Rebecca, watching her classmate fall, the redhead beauty's emerald eyes glinting with something dark.