Artist Places:
https://inkbunny.net/SoulCentinel
https://baraag.net/@Soulcentinel
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/soulcentinel
https://www.pixiv.net/users/11061670
https://soulcentinel.sofurry.com
https://soulcentinel.newgrounds.com
https://piczel.tv/gallery/soulcentinel
https://www.patreon.com/soulcentinel
https://www.subscribestar.com/hivesoul
https://soulcentinel.gumroad.com

Commissioner's Places:
https://inkbunny.net/NeoShard
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/Neoshard
https://baraag.net/@Neoshard

Here's the story the commissoner wrote for this set:
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Stolas' little starfire had turned 18, or however old a demon teen turned adult becomes in Hell. After the Loo Loo Land disaster, he finally chosen to treat her as such. The party wasn't very vibrant, and she only had a few friends but it was very social. She even talked to Blitzo's hellhound who was visiting and they both had a few things in common (like having embarassing dads, for instance), though the imp himself was nowhere to be seen. The best part was that Stella was hanging around to celebrate without screeching at Stolas for once, even providing a light smile to their child. Whether it was just for show was anyone's guess.

Soon enough, the party was over and everyone left.

A couple of days after, Stella had some things to do and left. She gave her princess a peck on the cheek and her cheating husband another death glare.

Now, it was just the two of them sitting near each other on an extravagant couch. Stolas himself changed to his night robe to get a little more comfortable with himself.

"I know that you aren't a little chick anymore, my darling Via," said a giddy Stolas. "But it makes my dark heart a flutter seeing you all grown up."

"Yeah... thanks dad," Octavia responded, moving fidgetly.

"It doesn't seem like you have gotten many presents at the party, but I'm always willing to provide the best for you. If you desire anything today, just name it."

Via's spine tingled at her father's words. It seems as good a time as any to jump at the chance.

"Well... there is one thing you can do," she said as she moved her hand onto his leg.

"Yes? What is it?"

"Fuck me, dad!"

Stolas' heart no longer fluttered, but jumped. He wasn't sure if he heard her correctly.

"...Excuse me?"

"I said... fuck... me... dad!"

"I'm sorry. Is this another on of those moody bands you listen to when your mum and I..."

"No," Via said bluntly as she stripped her clothes off. "I mean that I want you to eat my *BEEP* until I *BEEP*! Then take that that big smelly *BEEP* and *BEEP* me so hard I wet the bed before you fill me with your *BEEP*, then flip me over and nail my *BEEP* before... you... Aw *BEEP*. It sounded a lot less dirty in my head."

"A little, yes," Stolas responded, both birds' faces bright red as Via smacked her own face with her hand. The prince wasn't so sure what shocked him more: the beak on his not-so-little girl, or if he really sounded like that whenever he flirts with that imp. He then went back to the obvious subject. "Via... I'm not sure if I can abide to that. The fact that you're my daughter notwithstanding, if your mother finds out--"

"She'll what? Dad, I'm pretty sure half of your buddies out there must have come from some sort of 'inbred society' or whatev'. Compared to her learning about that 'Blitzy' imp you *BEEP* with on a daily basis...

"I wouldn't say 'daily'..."

"I don't think she'll even raise an eyelash over this. Besides, she won't even be back until late, if our servant's report is accurate."

"I see, but my dear..."

"Plus, considering the damage to this home thanks to you and said imp, you kinda owe me. And you did say 'anything'."

Stolas wasn't sure what that meant by 'owe' since they made up some time ago but, in a sense, she was right. If this was his way of performing damage control, then so be it. He didn't miss her sinister smile. He was hers for as long as she wanted.

"Very well, my precious starfire," the prince said with a sigh. "I'll do what you ask."

"Good."

Before he knew it, Octavia quickly placed a shiny collar on him and attached the leash. She then pulled him in for a kiss to the beak. While beyond one a father does with his kin, it was only for a few seconds.

"You did remember to..."

"Of course I did. I'm not a moron. I'm not ready for that responsibility. Now let's get to it, dad. I'm not a kid anymore."

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As Stolas followed his daughter to her room, after getting their imp servant to gather their clothes, he couldn't help but stare at her tail feathers bobbing from her slender body. He was embarrassed to admit how much of an adult she had become.

Octavia could practically 'feel' his eyes looking at her and she gave a mischivious giggle, causing him to look back up. Stolas remembered when she was just a chick, he either enjoyed seeing her happily skip around the hallway or caring to follow her through the darkness when she was scared.

Now it was different. She was goading him into doing something completely taboo.

He wasn't sure if he could do it, but he didn't want to disappoint her.

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Once their butler was told to drop off their cloths anywhere in Via's room, the princess tugged her father to her bed and she sat at the edge. She had him kneel before her as she spread her lanky legs to reveal her vagina, already wet from anticipation. It didn't take Stolas long, despite being reluctant about it, to dig in.

It was like preening his daughter back when she was a small owlette. That's what many birds do. This was different, however. He was licking at his child's most intimate place. Via tugged a bit, signaling him to go deeper, which he did. She then closed her eyes, concentrating on the feeling her dad was giving her. It was definitely awkward, really. It was gross whenever he flirty with that imp assassin in front of her, but they were all alone now, shamlessly strongarming him to go through with this for her sake. Sure, spoiled brats have a way with getting what they want with the right plan, but there was something empowering about this deed.

The feeling was enough for her to tense up and spray her feminine juices all over her father's face. She halfway expected her dad to back off, but he didn't. It was like she didn't give him a command to, leaving him to drink from her.

Both of them knew this wasn't the end, yet.

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"Wait."

"What's wrong, dad?"

"My *BEEP* isn't smelly, is it?"

"Hmm... I say we find out."

"No. Wait! I was only--"

Stolas must have walked right into that one. Via pat on his shoulder and told him to switch places. Now he was on her bed while she knelt to his open crotch. Stolas' penis was standing tall, allowing his daughter to trace the underside with her finger.

"Hee-hee. Daddy... you must really be a pervert if your this hard from drinking my cum."

"B-but Via! It wasn't like that. I was just..."

"I'm kidding. You should lighten up. 'Sides, it's fair that I return the favor."

Via was also kidding about the 'smelly dick' part and yet she could sense what would be a strong musk. She grabbed it and gave it a light stroke, causing her dad to jerk from her touch.

"Just how I remembered it..." Via said allowed to herself. It wasn't the first time she saw a penis up close.

Once more, Stolas was wondering if he was hearing her incorrectly but shuddered as she licked his rod.

He didn't realize that his daughter had watched him and Stella get it on when she was younger. It was a typical child walks in and stares through a open door. Sometime later, she climbed up on their bed and found Stolas erect before...

Naturally, it was something she regretted and buried into her mind. She's now old enough to understand and it was somewhat funny in hindsight. Now she had free reign to play with one of the two organs that made her.

She could hear her father whimper and see him lean back, as he was worried that anything he would do could harm her. She only gave a playful giggle.

"You're such a sub, daddy. You sure you don't want to take over?"

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She continued to lick her father's dick like a popsicle, feeling every twitch. She had considered sucking him off, but before she tried...

"V-Via!"

His rod jumped in her grip. Shots of thick white semen fired all over her face. She decided to speed up her stroking and milk him as much as possible. After a few seconds, it was over, and she was a mess.

"Is everything all right, my little one?" Stolas nervously asked.

Via wiped some off her face and gave her fingers a lick. It wasn't as terrible as the last time, but it was still salty. An acquired taste. Maybe it's different because she was older. She did wonder if her mother had to do this. She never saw it.

"Sorry. I'm just fine." She finally answered.

"So I suppose we are finished?"

"Not even! I'm way too invested to stop now. I did tell you to fuck me, right?"

"...right."

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Stolas and Octavia haven't always seen each other, so he wasn't sure if she fooled around with other demons like he had. As such, he didn't bother to discuss if she was still a virgin (not that he wanted to). If she still was, it was long gone the second she inserted herself and went to work.

The owlette was surprised how big her daddy was and how he filled her in places she didn't know she had. It feel just as weird feeling it twitch inside her as it was the deed of having her dad do her in her own bed.

Via tried to find some leverage and keep her balance but failed humorously. She fell forward into her father's fluffy chest. She never notice how... soft he was; how good he smelled. She remembered their previous conversation after one of her parents' fights.

"We're rich, and we're hot. People want our money and our bodies."

"Our money, maybe..."

"Speak for yourself, princess."

He wasn't joking. A good look had her tell that he was hot! As she inhaled his scent, something awakened inside her and she propped herself up again. She then started riding him hard like a firery bronco at a Wrath ranch. Via stared at her dad, unable to contain her ecstacy and he remained silent for a while. He remembered his daughter hopping on his lap years ago excited about going to that theme park, but now she's hopping on him in a more intimate manner. As hard as it was to admit, he was starting to enjoy this.

Octavia noticed a hidden smile and decided to switch gears.

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"I've pushed you around long enough, dad. It's time for you to step up."

Octavia had her father get up so she can lie face forward on her bed. She can still recognize his scent all over the sheets as she positioned herself. She lifted her slander ass up at Stolas' level, barely touching the tip. Once more, the prince had reservations of what he was about to do.

"Octavia, I'm not sure if we should press on like this."

"But we've come all this way. How about this: Why not grab my hips and, as you drive that thing deep inside me; pretend I'm your imp lover."

"But Blitzy doesn't have a--"

Via have had enough and tugged at the leash extra hard. Stolas got the message and slowly pushed his wet pecker into his daughter.

Stolas lightly scoffed at that idea replacing Via's image with Blitzo, as if it would be that easy. Though it wasn't farfetched that he had imagined being the dom of the pair. The ratio of who was in charge of the relationship was 5:1 but the way he gives himself up to someone special, even in Hell's lowest ranks, lit a fire in him that his wife couldn't. To this day, he couldn't figure out why that was the case but as long as the imp needs his grimoire, he has some leverage of his own. After all, how can they travel to the human realm without it?

"Oh *BEEP*!" Via cried out, derailing Stolas' train of thought.

"Oh dear. Are you OK, Via?"

"Aahhh, you made me cum twice already. You really love that imp, don't you?"

"I..."

He said nothing else. Octavia has been aware of everything going on between him, Blitzo, and Stella. It doesn't seem like she cares anymore as long as nothing else comes to threaten their bond.

"I think it's time I stop making excuses and give you exactly what you desire, my little starfire."

"That's it. Dig in deep, daddy!"

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Stolas can no longer bury the fact that he is fucking his own daughter. Both had expected something to come out of this, but in the end it was all casual. It was less about "forbidden love" and more of "friends with benefits". They still saw each other as father and daughter, but it wasn't particularly weird, at least for the moment. Maybe it was delusional, but it was enough sense to go all out as if it was the last thing they do.

With all that out of the way, Stolas ripped off the thankfully cheap collar and started hammering at Via's slick pussy. Poor Via was shaking from this newfound power her father gained and reveled in the pleasure as she grabbed her sheets. It went on for several more minutes before Stolas grabbed her from behind. He lifted her upwards so they can get closer, leaving her right on top of his dick. Gravity did the rest as she hopped up and down so it can reach further into her. She felt his beak rubbed at her neck like he was preening her before they locked eyes and went in for a deep kiss.

Eventually, they found themselves getting close and Stolas gently flipped her over so she was facing him again. The royal owl held her legs open before going back in, now eager to give her the sheer pleasure she wanted. After a few moments, however, Stolas was the first to go.

"OCTAVIA!!!"

With a loud hoot, he shot his thick load into his grown-up child.

"DADDY!!!"

Via followed suit, with barely enough room to squirt all over her father's cock. The heat from his love got Via into yet another orgasm, causing her walls to tighten to milk her dad, as well as her legs tensing up and her feet clawing at her bedhead. After a few tense moments, they finally relaxed to catch their breath and star at each others' bright red eyes.

"We... did it." Stolas said in a nervous exhaustive laugh.

"Yeah.... I guess we did." Octavia said with a sigh.

It probably would have been the end of it, but Stolas was still hard and inside her. Via looked at him and reached for his cheek, simply nodding as if telling him to keep going.

And they did.

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Things were really quiet now.

Stolas had wondered where the time went. He couldn't believe how much he and Octavia did for all those hours, he was sure Stella would walk in on them.

They went through every position they could think of, more so than he did with Blitzy, and they loved every moment of it. Eventually, they were too tired to go on, now lying over the soaked sheets of their smelly, sweaty intimacy.

"I don't suppose you would want to do this again? In the future?"

"I'm not sure, Via. I can't deny that I had fun, but..."

"You and mom? And 'Blitzy'?"

"Yes. It's... Never mind that. I just don't want to make this a habit. You're still my little girl and..."

"I get it, but thanks. I really needed this."

"Perhaps one day, we can 'play' like this again."

"I love you, dad."

"Love you too, dear."

With that, Octavia went to a deep sleep, with her father's scent wired into her brain.

......

A few hours later, a certain red imp and whitish owl could practically be heard arguing.

"I am sick of you just barging in here like you own the place, you filthy vermin!"

"Zip it, bitch," Blitzo said in contempt. "Something urgent just came up and I need that husband's book."

"HOW DARE YOU?!" Stella screeched. "The only thing you're getting is my talons tearing off your fucking--!"

They stopped for a moment and heard humming from Octavia's room. They rushed over and barely see Stella and Stolas' daughter sleeping with her dad in the darkness, peacefully. Stolas himself was oblivious, humming a familiar tune to her like he did when she was five, stroking her head in the process. It was somehow enough for both other adults to drop what they were doing before they make any further disturbance.

"I can probably come back later," the imp said as he made his way out of the front door, saying hi to the butler. "I'm sure my client won't mind a day or two delay."

"Yes. You do that."

Stella would have to do something about that one, but was too busy looking at how innocent her husband was with their child. And yet, she couldn't help but notice a powerful stench of sweat and debauchery in the room.

Did he really...? With he...?

"Ah. Stella, you're back. You've been gone an awfully long time."

"Yes.. I guess I have. Um..."

"Is something wrong, dearie?"

"...No. Good night."

The wife left to their room. She needed a nice, long, hot shower after the day she had, but the insinuation of her husband and her daughter...

In the end, she thought to herself.

Better her than that stinkin' imp, I suppose.