Beatrice, Vanessa pale blonde daughter is a much better target

Osiris Champion's Breeding Hunt

Stefano's bare feet made no sound as he crossed the manicured lawn separating his modest apartment from Vanessa's sprawling mansion. The night air hummed with the scent of jasmine and feminine musk - a heady combination that made his engorged cock twitch beneath the loose silk pants he'd thrown on after his transformation.

Breed

Dominate

Corrupt

Moonlight glinted off the Osiris Ring as he flexed his clawed fingers, the ancient bronze now fused permanently to his flesh.

The French windows to Beatrice's bedroom stood slightly ajar, their gossamer curtains fluttering like the wings of trapped moths. Stefano's enhanced hearing picked up the rapid flutter of a human heartbeat within - quickened not from fear, but from the pheromonal cloud his incubus body had been radiating since sunset. He could taste her arousal on his forked tongue before he even crossed the threshold.

The Hunt

Beatrice sat upright in her canopy bed when the first tendrils of Stefano's influence slithered through the window.

"I can't believe she added ****'s archetypes at the last minute, what a fucking bitch."

The 19-year-old blonde had been studying for finals, her grey stormcloud eyes scanning a psychology textbook, when suddenly the words began swimming on the page. She blinked, pressing delicate fingers to her temples as an unfamiliar heat pooled between her thighs.

"W-what...?"

The textbook slipped from her fingers as Stefano's shadow fell across her bed. The incubus stood at his full transformed height - nearly seven feet of corded muscle barely contained by human skin. His once-brown eyes now burned like banked coals, the vertical slits of his pupils drinking in every terrified tremble of Beatrice's plush body.

"M-Mr. Bianchi?" Beatrice's soft contralto cracked as she scrambled back against her lace-covered headboard. The rational part of her mind screamed that something was wrong - that her best friend's father shouldn't be standing in her bedroom with claws and fangs and an obvious erection tenting his pants.

"O-Ohmygod... what is happening!?"

But the pheromones flooding her system turned fear into something far more dangerous.

Stefano's maw unhinged grotesquely, strands of glistening aphrodisiac saliva stretching between his needle-like teeth as he loomed over the bed. The first droplets hit Beatrice's collarbones, seeping into her silk pajama top with a sizzle that made her gasp.

The Seduction

"N-no...I should...should call..." Beatrice's protest died as Stefano's claw traced the neckline of her top, the razor edge parting fabric like tissue paper. Cool air kissed her pert C-cup breasts, her nipples hardening instantly under the incubus' hungry gaze.

Stefano didn't speak. He didn't need to.

The incubus' forked tongue lashed out, wrapping around Beatrice's left nipple with obscene precision. The blonde threw her head back with a cry as the barbed muscle flickered against her sensitive flesh, each tiny motion sending jolts of pleasure straight to her dripping core.

"Ohgodohgod - Rebecca's dad - I shouldn't -"

The Osiris Ring pulsed in response to her weakening resistance. Violet light spilled from Stefano's palm as he pressed it against Beatrice's flat stomach, his claws dimpling the soft flesh just above her waistband. The mark began forming immediately - the same swirling hieroglyphs that now decorated Rebecca's hip burning themselves into Beatrice's womb.

The Breeding

Beatrice came untouched as the brand seared into her flesh, her back arching clear off the mattress as the first true orgasm of her life ripped through her body. Stefano drank in her cries, his engorged cock now fully free of its confines - a veined, throbbing monstrosity that glistened with pre-cum at the tip.

"P-please...I'm a virgin..." Beatrice whimpered even as the blonde vixen's toned legs fell open of their own accord.

Stefano's answering growl vibrated through the room as he mounted the bed, his clawed hands spreading Beatrice's thighs wider. The blonde's stormy eyes widened as the bulbous head of his cock pressed against her untouched entrance, the sheer size making her whimper.

There was no gentle penetration.

"F-FUCK!!!"

Stefano sheathed himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust, Beatrice's scream of pain-turned-ecstasy muffled by his palm.

*Plap!*

*Plap!!*

*Plap!*

The young woman's virgin tightness squeezed him like a vice as he began moving, each withdrawal dragging her inner walls taut before slamming back into her fertile depths.

The Impregnation

Beatrice's nails raked down Stefano's back as her second orgasm hit, the pale beauty's tight walls fluttering around his throbbing shaft. The incubus could feel it - the exact moment her womb opened for him, her ovulation cycle syncing perfectly with his demonic rhythm.

Stefano's hips became a blur as the sex demon chased his own release, the bedframe cracking against the wall with each powerful thrust. Beatrice's eyes rolled back as a third climax took her, her slende body going limp beneath his as the first hot jets of tainted creamy seed flooded her cervix.

"O-OHMYGOD!!! YES!!"

The Osiris Ring burned like a brand as Stefano emptied himself completely, the incubus' claws digging into Beatrice's wide hips to ensure not a single drop escaped her womb. The blonde's stomach visibly distended as pint after pint of thick, hot jizz filled her, her mouth falling open in a silent scream.

When he finally pulled out, a thick stream of cum leaked from Beatrice's ruined entrance, pooling beneath her on the silk sheets. Stefano's forked tongue lapped at the mess, his glowing eyes locking onto the fresh brand now pulsing on her lower abdomen.

One down.

Many more to go.

The Aftermath

Dawn found Beatrice curled in a sticky, satisfied ball amidst the wreckage of her bedding. The brand on her stomach glowed faintly as Stefano slipped back through the window, his body already hardening again as he scented the next fertile female on the breeze.

Vanessa Bianchi stirred in her master suite down the hall, the voluptuous milf's own grey eyes snapping open as a familiar ache settled between her thighs. The milf's manicured fingers drifted downward, her breath hitching as she discovered her panties already soaked through.

Somewhere across town, Rebecca rolled over in bed, the redhead beauty's hand drifting to the matching brand on her hip as the first contractions of her demonic pregnancy began.

"Nnngh..."

The Breeding Hunt had only just begun.