The breeding sow welcomes her Incubi masters

Breeding Crypt – A Demon’s Dark Communion

Torino's were silent as the grave as Stefano led his newest pet through the shadows, the voluptuous brunette's fingers limp in his grasp, her mind still swimming in the afterglow of his corruption.

"What a wonderful night..."

The neon glow of the red-light district faded behind them, replaced by the ancient, looming presence of the Egyptian Museum—its sandstone façade carved with forgotten gods, its secrets buried deep beneath centuries of dust and denial.

Stefano’s lips curled into a smirk as he guided her toward the service entrance, his fingers tightening around her wrist.

"You’re going to love this, pet," he murmured, his deep baritone layered with Osiris' fallen divinity.

She blinked up at him, the young woman's eyes glassy with need, her luscious lips parted in a vacant smile. "L-Love… whatever Master wants…"

"Good girl."

The door creaked open, revealing a narrow staircase that spiraled down into darkness. The air grew colder, thicker, laced with the scent of aged parchment, myrrh, and something darker—something alive.

The deeper they descended, the more the walls seemed to breathe, the stone pulsing with a faint, violet glow. Sigils etched into the ancient bricks shimmered with latent power, their patterns twisting like serpents as Stefano passed.

At the bottom of the stairs, a massive iron door stood ajar, its surface engraved with hieroglyphs that told of forbidden rites, of gods who hungered, of mortals who willingly knelt.

Beyond it lay the Breeding Crypt.

The Doppelgänger’s Awakening

The chamber was vast, its ceiling lost in shadow, its walls lined with obsidian altars and chains that gleamed with unnatural polish. At its center stood a sarcophagus, its lid carved into the likeness of a demon—a perfect mirror of Stefano’s own face, frozen in a rictus of eternal hunger.

Stefano shoved his pet forward, watching as she stumbled toward the coffin, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

"T-Touch it," he commanded, his voice layered with something otherworldly.

She obeyed without hesitation, her trembling fingers brushing the cold stone—

And the crypt screamed.

A sound like tearing flesh, like breaking bones, like a thousand souls wailing in ecstatic torment filled the chamber as the sarcophagus split open, its lid sliding aside with a grinding screech.

From within, a hand emerged—long-fingered, clawed, its skin the color of bruised twilight. Then an arm, a shoulder, a face—

Stefano’s face.

But wrong.

His features were sharper, the shadow demon's eyes burning with violet fire, his lips peeled back to reveal needle-sharp fangs. His body was bare, his muscles carved from shadow and sinew, the incubus' throbbing cock already erect, thick and glistening with something darker than precum—something alive.

The doppelgänger stepped from the coffin, his wings—great, leathery things—unfurling with a sound like cracking whips.

"Brother," Stefano greeted, his smirk widening.

Nero’s laugh was a chorus of whispers. "You’ve brought me a toy."

The Corruption Begins – A Soul Between Two Masters

The woman—no, the pet—whimpered, her body caught between them, her mind fraying at the edges as the doppelgänger’s presence pressed against her like a physical weight.

"P-Please…" she slurred, her voice breaking.

Stefano grabbed her hair, yanking the brunette slut;s head back to meet his gaze. "You don’t speak unless spoken to," he growled, his fingers tightening until her scalp burned.

The doppelgänger circled her, his claws trailing down her spine, leaving faint, glowing marks in their wake. "She’s pretty," he mused, his deep baritone dripping with false sweetness. "But so… untrained."

Stefano grinned. "Then let’s fix that."

The demon’s hand slammed between her legs, his claws tearing through fabric and flesh alike as he claimed her cunt in one brutal stroke.

She screamed, her voluptuous body arching, her nails scrabbling at Stefano’s chest as the doppelgänger fucked her with his fingers, the sex demon's corrupt touch burning like hellfire inside her.

"F-Fuck! Fuck! It hurts!" she sobbed, the mature woman's curvy thighs quivering with lustful desire.

Stefano laughed, his free hand groping her breast, his thumb rolling her nipple until it pebbled. "No, pet. It pleasures you. You just don’t know it yet."

The Osiris Ring on his finger pulsed, its violet light seeping into her veins, rewriting her nerves, turning agony into ecstasy.

The slut's shrill screams melted into moans.

Her struggles stillened into shudders.

Her fear twisted into worship.

"Y-Yes! More! More!" she begged, her voice breaking as the doppelgänger’s fingers curled inside her, scraping at her womb.

The demon chuckled, his free hand gripping her throat, his thumb pressing against her pulse. "Oh, little lamb… we’ve only begun."

The Breeding – A Body Broken Between Two Demons

Stefano shoved her forward, pushing her onto her knees before the doppelgänger, her face level with Nero's throbbing cock.

"Suck," he ordered.

She obeyed, her luscious red lips parting, the mature brunette's tongue lapping at the sex demon’s length, her hazel eyes rolling back as the taste of him—smoke and salt and sin—flooded her mouth.

*Shluck!*

*Shluck!!*

*Shluck!*

The doppelgänger groaned, Nero's claws tangling in her hair as he fucked her throat with slow, brutal thrusts. "Such a good little whore," he purred, his voice dripping with mock praise.

Stefano prowled behind her, his hands gripping her hips, his cock pressing against her tight, untouched asshole.

"Ready, pet?" he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

She nodded, her sinful body trembling, the corrupt whore's mind shattering as Stefano pushed inside her, stretching her wide open again, his cock burning like a brand as he claimed her.

"F-FUCK! YESS!!"

The doppelgänger laughed, his hips snapping forward, pushing himself deeper down her throat as Stefano pounded into her fat ass, their movements synced, their pleasure shared.

*PLAP!*

*PLAP!*

*PLAP!!*

She choked hard, her body convulsing between them, her cunt dripping as her orgasm ripped through her, her screams muffled by the demon’s cock.

Stefano groaned, his fingers digging into her flesh as his release built, his balls tightening. "F-Fuck, she’s tight," he hissed, his hips stuttering.

The doppelgänger growled, his claws drawing blood as he held her in place, his own end near. "Breed her," he demanded, his voice guttural.

Stefano obeyed.

With a snarl, he slammed into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he flooded her ass with thick, tainted seed.

The doppelgänger followed, his hips jerking as he painted her throat with his corruption, his essence seeping into her stomach, her veins, her soul.

She gagged, her body twitching, her mind breaking as the heat of them filled her, changed her, remade her.

The Aftermath – A Pet Reforged

When they pulled away, she collapsed, the breeding sow's sinful body twitching, her luscious cocksucking pillow lips parted in a slack, mindless smile.

"Huuu...."

Her eyes were no longer human.

Violet light pulsed in their depths, her veins glowing beneath the human cattle's skin, her very essence rewritten by their touch.

Stefano petted her hair, his smirk dark. "Perfect."

The doppelgänger licked his lips, his claws trailing down her spine. "She’ll make a fine addition to the collection."

And as the sigils on the walls flared, as the crypt hummed with power, the woman—no, the thing they had created—crawled to their feet, her voice a broken whisper.

"T-Thank you… Masters…"