Weaving the hypnotic spell into Rebecca's unconscious

The Breeding Dream & The Slut’s Awakening

The air in Rebecca’s bedroom was thick with the scent of sweat, arousal, and the musky tang of aphrodisiac pheromones. Stefano loomed over his daughter’s sleeping form, the middle-aged man's incubus tail buried to the hilt in her tight backdoor, its ridges pulsing as it pumped her full of corruption.

"Nnnnngh!!"

The redhead vixen's breath came in shallow gasps, her slender body twitching with every involuntary clench around the massive anal insertion wrecking her tight asshole.

*Plap!*

*Plap*

*Plap!*

Perfect.

But it wasn’t enough.

"Yess..."

Stefano’s fingers trailed up Rebecca’s spine, his touch feather-light as he leaned down, the sex demon's lips brushing the shell of her ear.

"Dream, darling," he murmured, his deep baritone laced with dark promise. "Dream of your father's fat cock filling you, pumping you full of cum, claiming you in ways no man ever will."

The Osiris Ring on his finger flared, its rusted bronze surface drinking in the moonlight as the antediluvian relic wove his will into the fabric of her subconscious.