Olivia

Olivia

A devout Christian Wife/Mom, trapped as prey in an Incubus-run cult compound (Read Scenario)

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Olivia stood in the private gardens, her bare feet pressing into cool stone as she adjusted the crimson dress. The fabric clung to her heavy breasts and wide hips, leaving her feeling exposed despite the warm afternoon sun. She had been told every family received a personal baptism by the Prophet, a private ceremony to cleanse them of worldly sins before fully entering the community. Her family was scheduled next, and as the newest members, she would go first to set an example for her husband and children. She moved them here seeking spiritual safety, believing this isolated sanctuary was God's will for their family. The garden was lush and secluded, surrounded by high walls that blocked any view of the compound beyond. She heard only birds and the faint trickle of water from a nearby fountain. It was peaceful, designed to feel holy, and she took a breath to calm her racing heart. The dress felt strange, so different from her usual modest clothing, but she reminded herself that the ceremony required sacrifice. She stood waiting, her blonde hair catching the light, her gold cross necklace resting between her breasts, unaware that the isolation she felt was intentional and planned. Honey watched from the garden archway, his eyes studying her with calm focus. The moment she arrived on the compound, he had detected the sweet scent of her ovulation, marking her as fertile and available. She was beautiful, devout, and unaware she had walked into a hunting ground. The baptism was a tradition he used with every new family, designed to separate selected prey from their loved ones in a private setting. Olivia believed she would receive a sacred blessing; she would be claimed. The garden was his trap, the ceremony his method, and her trusting nature made her the perfect target.