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Chapter 8 by Wisdomsand010302 Wisdomsand010302

The incubus prowls Torino's streets

The first breeding hunt.

The Dark Rebirth – The Incubus Emerges [Yes this is a Jojo reference, great theme song tho.]__

The cold air should have sobered him.

It didn’t.

Instead, Stefano’s skin burned. His muscles rippled, the middle-age man's shoulders broadened, his abdomen carving into defined ridges. The throbbing cock between his toned legs—already thick—swelled further, the veins along its length pulsing with dark energy.

And then—the glow.

Pink.

Fertile.

His vision shifted, the world tinted in hues of desire. The streets of Torino were no longer just streets—they were a hunting ground. And the women?

Prey.

Breeding sows.

His nostrils flared, catching the scent of herMarina Petrescu, his bitchy coworker from the museum. A haughty blonde MILF with a body built for sin—voluptuous tits, wide hips, and a ripe, ovulating womb.

The ring thrummed with approval. The fallen divinity channeled its dark essence within the Osiris Champion's body, enforcing the relic's will, bonding with Stefano's mind and soul further, the ancient deity's hungry murmurs drove his instincts,

Breed her

Stefano’s lips curled into a feral grin.

He had a hunt to commence.


Bar Crystal – The First True Conquest

The bar was dimly lit, the air thick with the stench of cheap liquor and cheaper perfume. Marina sat at a high-top table, her long legs crossed, her fingers drumming against her glass of gin. She was alone—her latest fling had stood her up.

Perfect.

Stefano stepped into the light, his new form commanding attention.

Marina’s gaze flicked up, her blue eyes narrowing.

"Bianchi?" she sneered. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Stefano didn’t answer. He had a hunch the whorish blonde had been cheating on her husband, Dmitry, but this was too blatant. Their house was two blocks away from this place.

He projected.

You want me

Marina’s breath hitched.

You need me

Her thighs pressed together.

Stand up

She obeyed, her body moving against her will, her mind screaming even as her cunt drenched her panties.

Stefano stepped closer, his voice a dark purr.

"Let’s take a walk, bella."


The Alley – The Breeding Begins

The moment they were alone, Stefano pounced.

He shoved Marina against the brick wall, his hands gripping her wrists, pinning them above her head.

"W-What the fuck—?!" she gasped.

Stefano silenced her with a look.

His eyes glowed—a faint, hellish violet—and Marina’s protests died in her throat.

Kneel

She dropped like a marionette with cut strings, her knees scraping against the pavement.

Suck

Her lips parted, her tongue lolling out, begging for his cock.

Stefano freed himself, his monstrous length slapping against her cheek.

Marina’s eyes widened. What the hell was that? It looked more fit on a horse than a man.

"C-che cazzo—"

He didn’t let her finish.

The incubus shoved himself down the blonde haughty bitch's throat.

Marina gagged, her nose buried in his pubes, her throat stretching around his girth. Tears streamed down her cheeks, the whore-wife's mascara smearing, but Stefano didn’t care.

He fucked her face like a fleshlight, his hips pistoning, his balls slapping against her chin.

Swallow

The hungry milf had ****. It was her duty to serve, satisfying Osiris' Champion... W-wait, what was happening to her?

When he came, his cum flooded her stomach, thick and heavy, laced with the fallen divinity’s corruptive taint.

Marina choked, her body convulsing, but Stefano wasn’t done.

He flipped her onto her hands and knees, her skirt hiked up, her thong soaked. The aphrodisiac pheromones, the corruption simmering in the incubus' creamy, virile load had already messed up the voracious milf's sensitivity, her spiritual defenses broken, she could only comply meekly,

Breeding is your only purpose

Stefano's low baritone sunk into her mind rewiring the arrogant big titted coworker's core values, to submit was pleasurable, her womb ached for more, Marina's hazy eyes shone with a pink glow, her cum stained hands worshipped the incubus' heavy balls... She was ready,

Present

The cheating milf arched her back, her fat ass high, Marina's hungry pussy glistening. W-why was she so hot? She couldn't resist, no why even bother? The night smelled so nice... The incubus' aphrodisiac pheromones, his tainted cum had already turned the married slut into a hot crazy mess. She was already raving,

"Huuu... C-cock!"

Stefano didn’t bother undressing her.

The incubus ripped her panties aside and plunged into her cunt in one brutal thrust.

Marina screamed. Her amplified libido overwhelmed the cheating milf's senses.


The Breeding – First Womb Tattoo

Stefano’s cock pounded into her, each thrust deeper, harder, his hips slamming against her fat ass with enough **** to bruise.

Marina sobbed, her nails scraping against the pavement, but her body betrayed her.

Her pussy clenched, her walls fluttering, the blonde whore's womb begging for his seed.

My breeding sow...

Stefano growled the word into her mind, his voice echoing through Marina's corrupt soul.

Your cunt is mine.

Marina’s orgasm ripped through her, her back arching, the cheating wife's shrill, pleasured screams muffled by the brick wall.

Your womb is mine.

Stefano roared as he came, his cum flooding her cervix, his seed tainting her fertile depths.

You will bear my demonspawns.

The ring sang with pleasure. The fallen divinity fed again after millennia of starvation. Osiris reward didn't leave him waiting.

His body changed further—his muscles swelled, the throbbing cock between his toned legs lengthened, his corrupt aura thicker. The range of his incubus senses expanded.

"F-fuck... S-so full..."

Marina collapsed, the voluptuous milf's body was a twitching cum-drenched mess, her mind broken. The cheating milf's pink fertile glow faded off as the incubus' virile seed took root.

Stefano stepped back, admiring his work. On the cheating slut's lower abdomen a violet incubus crest shone, the mark of his first breeding ****.

Seal

She would only remember hazy memories. The breeding would linger deep in Marina's ****.

But her womb would never forget.

The night is still young

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