With a rush of sound, light, and feeling, you find yourself inhabiting the ancient Demon Breeder known as Abraxis. You’re insatiably horny and all you can think to do is breed. You must choose your target and make them bear your offspring
I spend my time searching the forest until I spot a cabin. I creep up to the window and peer inside, seeing a woman with what appears to be her daughters in their late teens
The sight is enough to send shivers down your spine, Abraxis. The forest maiden and her offspring: prime targets for your demonic seed. It's clear that the woman has been working hard to keep them safe and hidden from prying eyes. But not today. Today, they will be added to your impressive brood. As you step closer, your presence unnoticed thanks to the cabin's aged wood and poor construction, Abraxis begins to formulate a plan.
Abraxis decides to play it cool, making his presence known in the subtlest way possible. He approaches the window with a confident swagger, allowing his monstrous form to fill the glass with its shadow. When he speaks, his voice is smooth as silk and dripping with lust. "Hello there," he purrs. "I was just out for a stroll when I thought I smelled something delicious... It led me right to you." The woman gasps, eyes wide with fear.
"Do not be afraid," Abraxis continues, taking a step back from the window. "I mean no harm... But I couldn't resist coming over for a taste of your lovely family." Her daughters gasp and look at each other, confusion and terror plain on their faces. Abraxis smirks wickedly before continuing. "Now, if you'll just let me inside..."
I promise, you all won’t regret it~ I tap the window
"T-there's no need to..." the woman stammers, eyeing you warily. "I... I can protect my family." Her hand shakes as she takes a step back, effectively wedging herself between you and her terrified offspring.
You smirk, not at all discouraged by her bravado. With a deceptively gentle touch, you reach out and stroke her cheek, the demonic claws pricking her skin ever so slightly. "I know you can," you coo. "But wouldn't it be better if I helped? You look tired, my dear... And I promise you, it will feel good." Her breath hitches in her throat as you lean closer, your hot breath brushing across her ear.
You look like you and your daughters could use a man in your life~. How about I fill that role? One big happy family~. I brush a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear
The cabin air thickens with tension as your words hang between you. Abraxis's presence is overwhelming, enveloping the woman and her daughters in its malevolent embrace. The woman shudders violently at your touch, but something else moves beneath the surface: fascination, desire even. It's like watching a cobra dance, entranced by the sway of its hood.
Slowly, she parts her lips to speak. "W-what do you want from us?" she whispers hoarsely. Her voice trembles with fear and need, and Abraxis can taste it like blood on the air. He leans in closer still, taking great pleasure in watching her struggle against her baser instincts.
"Only what any man would desire," he replies softly, his hot breath fanning over her cheek. "The love of a good woman and her children... To feel them surrender to my touch, to know that they belong to me..." Her daughters exchange nervous glances from the corners of their eyes, but still they remain silent. "Will you grant me this, beautiful creature?" Abraxis
These woods are so empty~. My hands travel down to her hips Let’s say we fill them with life, together~?
The woman shudders at your touch, a strange mixture of fear and desire coursing through her veins. Her mouth goes dry as she struggles against the insistent pull of your words, but even as she resists, her heart knows it's futile. Finally, with a trembling breath, she steps aside, allowing you access to her family. "F-fine," she rasps. "You can have us... But only if you promise not to hurt anyone."
Her daughters glance nervously between their mother and you, their bodies tense with apprehension. You smile reassuringly, knowing that your words will be meaningless in the face of your true intentions. Nevertheless, you bow your head in mock respect. "I give you my word," you say solemnly, though there is no warmth in your voice.
Stepping forward, you sweep one powerful arm before you, inviting them inside with a gesture that brooks no refusal. As they hesitantly enter the cabin, Abraxis trails after them, his every movement full of predatory intent. He takes in their surroundings, noting how carefully they'