Cassius was normally not someone who preferred father-daughter roleplay.

His tastes ran in a different direction entirely. He was far more interested in someone older who called him a good boy first, only to flip it around and make her moan, scream, and beg for mercy.

The whole "Daddy" thing wasn’t usually his style.

But watching Joy, the stoic, proud, untouchable Joy turn into a sweet, trembling mess, calling him Daddy over and over, begging him to breed her like his little girl...

Even Cassius couldn’t help but feel something stir deep inside.

And even now, his cock was rock hard.

A surge of dark energy coursed through his veins, primal and possessive.

He didn’t just want another round with his so-called daughter.

He wanted to make her call him Daddy in the most broken voice possible, wanted to fuck her until she forgot her own name, until all she could remember was his.

The dark thought loomed in his mind as he slowly loomed over her.

Joy felt exactly what he needed. Anticipation lit up her face, her legs spreading open automatically—like she was welcoming him home, like her body knew what he wanted before her mind did.

Maria watched and just smiled, thinking Joy was in for the night of her life.

Even the sisters, who had just climaxed, were already ready to start fingering themselves again. Seeing their commander call Cassius Daddy was just too hot to ignore. Their bodies ached for more.

But before anyone could do anything—

A massive noise came from the heavens.

Boom!

It sounded like the sky itself was breaking apart. A deep, resonant crack echoed across the town, shaking windows and rattling teeth.

Then, suddenly, a beam of pure white light shot down from the completely dark sky, slamming into the tavern and engulfing it entirely.

Whoosh!

The building became a pillar of light, blazing upward into the heavens like a divine signal.

The sisters and the knights waiting outside freaked out.

They threw themselves to the ground, covering their heads, certain they were under some kind of magical attack.

But once the light slowly faded and everything returned to normal, they realized—nothing had happened.

They still had their arms and legs. Could still think normally. Were completely unharmed.

They looked around, utterly baffled, unsure of what had just occurred.

There was, however, one person who knew exactly what had happened.

Joy herself.

The look of love, daze, and lustfulness had vanished from her eyes. She had snapped out of it completely, becoming rational once again.

This was because all the while Cassius had been making love to her, a war had been raging in the heavens.

The Goddess of Light had finally realized what her sister had done and figured out that the "divine permission" Maria received was nothing but a trick, a deception woven by the Goddess of Debauchery.

She was absolutely furious.

What followed was an all-out war between the two sisters.

The Goddess of Light chased her sibling across the celestial realm, hurling divine judgment after divine judgment.

The Goddess of Debauchery, however, didn’t take it seriously at all.

She playfully dodged and wove, laughing at how flustered her sister was getting, enjoying every moment of the chaos she had caused.

The fight went on until the Goddess of Debauchery decided it was time to retreat.

With a final mischievous wave, she slipped away into the cracks between dimensions, leaving her furious sister behind.

The Goddess of Light was left absolutely livid.

But more than that, she knew. She knew that her daughter was suffering right now because of those lies. Because of the false blessings, the fake permissions, the illusion of divine command.

So she had no choice.

She reached down through the layers of reality and sent a purifying beam of light straight to Joy.

—

The moment it touched her, Joy felt everything change.

All the succubus energy that had been draining her, confusing her, twisting her desires—it vanished.

Like a fog lifting from her mind, she suddenly saw everything clearly.

She became the rational Joy she had always been.

And the moment she did, she couldn’t help but blush profusely.

Because she remembered everything.

Every single thing she had said to Cassius.

Every moan. Every whimper. Every time she had called him "Daddy" like it was the most natural thing in the world.

She remembered spreading her legs for him, begging him to breed her, to fill her up, to make her his little girl.

And what was worse—far, far worse was the realization that she hadn’t been controlled.

She hadn’t been possessed.

Nothing had been influencing her mind to make those decisions.

Instead, those had been her true, deepest desires.

The ones locked so far inside that she never even knew they existed. Her succubus energies had simply...enhanced them. Brought them to the surface. Made her act on what she really wanted.

But they were her thoughts.

Her desires.

That knowledge was devastating.

If someone had controlled her mind—if a demon had possessed her, if someone had slipped her an aphrodisiac—she could have blamed it on that.

She could have raged against the injustice, claimed she had been violated, held onto her dignity.

But she couldn’t.

Because this was all her.

She had meant every word she said. She had wanted every touch, every kiss, every thrust.

Realising this, she was so horrified she wanted to die. Just end it all.

Go see the Goddess right now and stay there forever, far away from this embarrassment, this shame, this truth about herself.

Even someone as stoic as Joy, couldn’t help but feel completely and utterly destroyed by this.

Especially knowing her mother and sisters were right there. Watching. Listening.

—

Maria, who had also been hit by the purifying light, felt her own succubus energy diminish.

The fog cleared from her mind, and she suddenly saw everything with horrifying clarity.

What had she done?

She hadn’t just embraced her desires—she had become the embodiment of lust.

She had dragged all her sisters into unbelievably lewd acts. She had seduced them, corrupted them, turned them into moaning, desperate messes.

And worst of all—she had done the same to her own daughter.

She had played with Joy’s body. Seduced her. Made her call Cassius "Daddy" and watched as he fucked her. She had enjoyed it.

Of course, these were her true desires. She couldn’t deny that.

But normally, she would never act on them like this. She would have kept them buried, locked away, never to see the light of day.

Now they were out. Exposed. Known.

She felt deeply mortified. And when she looked at Joy, saw her daughter’s pale, horrified face, she realized Joy felt the same way.

The mother-daughter duo couldn’t look at each other. Didn’t know what to say. Couldn’t even begin to figure out how to face this.

—

What was even worse was that Cassius himself wasn’t affected by the light at all.

He didn’t care about divine purifications or celestial interference. He didn’t notice the shift in the room.

He was still rock hard, still hovering over Joy, still fully in the moment.

And he wasn’t done.

He spread Joy’s pussy wide with his fingers and pushed his cock deep inside her once again.

"Come on, Joy." His voice was rough, possessive. "Spread that pussy wide for Daddy. Your father’s just getting started."

"There’s no way I’m stopping after just one load."

The moment Joy felt his cock hit her cervix again, she panicked completely.

"NOOOO!"

She shoved him away—hard.

Cassius stumbled back, surprised, his cock pulling out of her pussy with a wet, obscene pop

. The sudden emptiness made Joy’s entire body go weak, like all her strength had been dragged out with it.

But she couldn’t falter now.

Even though her legs trembled, even though her body shook, she forced herself off the bed.

She grabbed a robe and wrapped it around her naked body, pulling the hood up to hide the horns still curving from her forehead.

Then she stumbled toward the window.

"Joy, wait!" Maria’s voice rose in concern. "Don’t go! Listen to me!"

Joy ignored her completely.

She flung the window open and jumped out into the night, desperate to escape. She was mortified by what she’d just done.

And she knew if she stayed, she’d be swept away all over.

Even without the succubus energy, even with her mind clear, the memory of how good it felt would pull her under.

She had to get out.

But the moment her feet hit the tiles of the roof outside, in the cool night air, another shock hit her like a thunderbolt.

Right there in front of her stood Carmela!

She was staring at her with shock and dismay like she herself had no idea that she would meet Joy here of all places.

—

The reason Carmela had been standing outside the window for Joy to meet was simple.

After being sent to search for Cassius and Maria, she had quickly realized that there were no trails leading toward the so-called church.

As a veteran tracker herself, she knew that both of them had never left town at all.

They had stayed here the whole while.

Realizing this, she quickly made her way back to the tavern to inform Joy about what was going on.

But the moment Carmela neared the tavern, she felt something was wrong—very wrong.

The entire building radiated an extremely pungent odor. Thick and intoxicating. It made her head feel hazy and her cheeks burn with a sudden blush.

She also heard faint noises drifting from inside—moans and whimpers that sent a look of realization across her face, flushing her even deeper. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

When she finally sneaked toward the bedroom window and peered inside, she was utterly shocked.

Joy’s sisters were inside, sprawled in a complete mess. Semen leaked from their pussies and assholes, bodies glistening with sweat and fluids. But more shocking still was Maria, completely naked, looking every bit the succubus.

And she wasn’t just there—she was seducing her own daughter into bed, making Joy climax over and over again.

All for the sake of getting Joy to call Cassius her father.

Carmela didn’t know what to say. She had always thought of Maria as a virtuous, kind, graceful woman—the epitome of what a saint should be.

So seeing her like this left Carmela reeling, no idea what was going on.

But she knew this was still Maria. Uncorrupted. Uninfluenced by any external force.

So Carmela didn’t stop anything. She just continued to watch as everything unfolded.

She watched Joy get tormented over and over. Squirting repeatedly until she finally relented and gave in.

She watched Joy start calling Cassius "Daddy." watched them kiss each other passionately, watched Joy beg him to breed her.

It made Carmela’s mind feel like it was going to explode.

She couldn’t believe what she was hearing, what she was seeing—but it was right there in front of her.

She had no choice but to stand there and watch as her newfound sister transformed into Cassius’s daughter in that moment and got utterly ruined.

And despite how wrong it was and the shame curling in her stomach—Carmela felt her own body react.

Her face grew hot. Her lower region grew wet. She tried to ignore it, tried to rub it away, but the more she watched, the hotter she got.

To the point where she realized she was actually touching herself through the window.

While no one was watching, while Joy was getting fucked inside, Carmela was fingering herself silently.

And she was enjoying it. The wrongness of it, the excitement of watching something so taboo, made it even hotter.

She squirted multiple times, her body shuddering with silent orgasms, all while keeping her eyes on the scene.

She thought she could just witness it all by herself.

No one would ever know.

But then, out of nowhere, the beam of light came.

Joy snapped out of her daze and came dashing toward the window.

And Carmela, slightly weak from just experiencing an orgasm, her legs still trembling was too late to react.

She had no choice but to stand there and let Joy see her.

Now both sisters were staring at each other in shock.

One, a Bloodthirsty Vampire.

The other, a Ruthless Saintess.

Both blushing profusely. Both realizing they had been exposed in the most horrible way possible.