Sophie had come a long way since her first night with her master, the incubus Damien.
Once a prude, God-fearing virgin, she was now a ferocious demon-loving whore. Sophie had been shocked at first to discover how dark and twisted she got, wondering how much was Damien and how much was her personality. It was all her, a dark side she had once tried to bury, now free and growing strong under Damien's guidance.
It was something Sophie shared with her mother, Lauren, now known to be an experienced witch. Both women were passionate and powerful, Lauren even more so with her magical experience.
Lauren had been the one who brought Damien into their lives, wanting to be claimed by him as a teenager. Although he had been banished by her mother, Lauren had summoned him again; to stop Sophie from entering the life of a nun. He had claimed Sophie that night as his property, and later on, would take Lauren too. While the older woman was not his slave through claiming her soul like Sophie was, she was still his slave through the needs of her body. No mortal man could ever compare to the prowess of an incubus, especially a powerful one like Damien.
This meant Sophie's father felt rather left out. Not that he wanted in, though. A very straight-forward kind of man, he never knew about his wife's witchy up-bringing. Tomas only agreed for Lauren to summon a demon because, well, not even he had any idea why. He just didn't want his only child becoming celibate and ending his only chance to be a grandfather. After Damien's appearance, he had decided to try and stay normal, which meant drawing deeper into his work.
Especially now that Sophie was heavily pregnant with demon spawn.
At first, there was no noticeable difference with the girl. Of course, she had turned into a sex-crazy, lusting slave to an incubus, but she was still kind and sweet. As her pregnancy progressed, she began to change. She was more aggressive, demanding, and ferocious. While still completely obedient to Damien, when they fucked she no longer took it as a slave, she was an active participant. She would go crazy and sometimes become so entangled in the heat of her passion, that she'd bite and claw him. Damien loved that. If she had of been stronger he would have done the same, but he healed quickly and she didn't. And he loved what his child was doing to her. He loved seeing her change under the power of his seed. And if Damien was happy, Sophie was happier.
She enjoyed the changes to her body aswell. She liked seeing the proof of her master's possession over her mind, body and soul. She loved when her baby started moving, and she especially loved the pride Lauren had for her daughter. Her father was less keen.
It was only more evident during one breakfast. Sophie was coming to the end of her pregnancy and kept rubbing and stroking her swollen belly. Lauren, now that the secret about her witch status had broken out, kept teaching Sophie about the world of magic and witchcraft. They rarely stopped, and in the mornings Tomas simply tried to block it out with a large newspaper.
"Damien hasn't been coming recently, and he doesn't call me much anymore." Sophie sighed. She was still rubbing her stomach with one hand while eating a cold sausage with the other.
"He might be making preparations. After all dear, he knows you're near your time. Damien will want to make sure everything is ready for his child, and you." Lauren placed a reassuring hand on her daughter's shoulder. "Demons, especially incubus, are quite concerned for their offspring."
Tomas rustled his newspaper.
"When do you think that'll be?" he asked from behind the wall of his paper. His contributing was so unusual, that it took Lauren a moment to register it was her husband asking the question.
"A week, most likely," Lauren stated. She placed a hand on Sophie's stomach. "It's very strong, like Damien. Quite big too."
It was true that Sophie's belly had swollen faster and larger than normal, but nothing was normal in this scenario. The only one who knew anything substantial about human-demon mating was Damien, and he didn't say much. Too busy fucking, such was his life.
Tomas said nothing more, but drained the last of his coffee and left for work.
"Bye Dad!" Sophie called.
"Oh, bye Sophie." He mumbled back.
Once he was gone and out the door, Sophie huffed.
"It thought Dad would be a little bit excited. I mean, I'm no longer a nun, like he wanted. I'm having a child, so he'll be a grandfather like he wanted." Sophie sneered and crossed her arms, annoyed.
Lauren was more understanding.
"Please understand, dear. He's an ordinary man suddenly thrust into the extraordinary. Your father is not complicated, so all of this is hard for him to process. Give him time and patience, he will warm up to all of this. Sadly it's not in his blood like it is for you and me."
Sophie sat there for a moment, thinking. Then she had a change of mood and a twinkle in her eye. She uncrossed her arms and her hands slowly fluttered down her swollen body to her legs, caressing and stroking and reaching into her shorts. Sophie wore no underwear anymore, and she wasted no time playing with her snatch.
"Damien must be at work...hmmm." she purred.
Sophie learnt that whenever her master was having sex, she felt incredibly horny. It didn't bother her that he was pleasuring someone else; he was an incubus and needed many women to satisfy his need for sexual energy. Sophie rather enjoyed it, riding the phantom waves of pleasure along with her master, although it was never the same without him in the flesh.
Lauren was not surprised by Sophie's sudden change in mood, instead was transfixed. She loved the new Sophie, the passionate and strong Sophie. And since their night together with Damien, Lauren couldn't help but look at her little girl in a new light. She was desirable.
And it seemed Sophie was having trouble on her own.
"I'll help you, sweetie," Lauren whispered as she slid closer to Sophie.
Her daughter didn't seem to hear, she kept fingering herself and quietly moaning.
Lauren grabbed her daughter's hands and stopped her.
"Hey!" Sophie cried.
"Mummy fix. Hush now."
Sophie quickly realised what her mother meant, and smiled. She placed her hands on her tummy, ready for her mother to do the work.
"Come to the couch," Lauren commanded.
Sophie giggled. It almost sounded like Damien, deep and growly. Of course, Sophie wasn't compelled to obey, but she did anyway.
They walked into the living room, which had a huge black leather couch in the middle. It was very comfy, and Sophie could use it as a bed if she wished.
"Lay down, with your ass hanging off," Lauren commanded again.
Sophie did as she was bid.
