Chapter 5 "Oh! I'm sorry Daddy!" I said. I wasn't. All doubts were gone from my head. I knew what I wanted, and even my mother was onboard to have me filled up by Daddy. "Yeah, well," he started. "Just disregard it if I am a little cranky the next few days." Don't worry Daddy, I thought to myself. You'll be just fine. "Well, I need a shower," I said. I stood up and crossed the room directly in front of Daddy, giving him a wicked grin as I did. "Care to join me?" I asked. All he could do was stare at me in stunned silence as I left the room I scurried off to the bathroom, feeling warmth growing between my legs. Everything had changed now and Daddy was fair game as far as I was concerned. I always got what I wanted from him, and this would be no different. I thought about how good it. would feel to have him fill my insides with his seed, and a shiver went down my spine as I contemplated how the next few months would go. I had wanted the feel of a baby growing inside of me for some time, but I never would have imagined Chapter who would be fathering it. The warm and steamy bath did nothing to shake me from the reverie of my thoughts, and soon I was fantasizing about how Daddy would continue to come to my room while I carried his child and use me for his own pleasure. It wouldn't be about giving Mommy a baby anymore to him at that point. It would just be about filling his sweet little girl with his cock. My entire body shuddered as I began cleaning my swollen womanhood. Every touch threatened to send me over the edge, but I restrained myself from giving in to my urges. I wasn't going to let myself cum again until it was at Daddy's hands. I needed the want to be so pressing that I knew that I wouldn't back down from doing this. With each second that passed, the voice of my conscience telling me to stop what I was doing became quieter and quieter. The last thing that I needed was the post- orgasmic clarity that made me think about just how wrong what I was doing was. It was only when I turned off the faucet and climbed out of the shower that I realized my mistake. In my hasty retreat to the bathroom, I had forgotten a change of clothing. I could, of course, have thrown on my clothes from before to make the trip down the hall from the bathroom to my bedroom and change. What would have been the fun in that though? Instead, I wrapped the towel around my body, making sure that I brought it up as high as I could on my body. I wanted to put on a show Chapter 5 for Daddy. Not satisfied that the towel fell high enough on my thighs, I rolled it over itself at the top. My intentions would have been clear as day to anybody looking at me with a clear mind. It was quite evident that I was trying to just barely cover myself from the waist down. With any luck, though, Daddy would be much more focused on the only barely covered portion of my body down below. Turning around, I looked over my shoulder at the mirror in the bathroom and bent over slightly. The towel slid up my bottom and revealed everything, which was precisely what I had hoped for. "Daddy," I called, as I stepped out of the bathroom. "Yeah, Hon," he said from the living room. My heart was pounding so hard that the sound of my own pulse. echoed in my ears. I made a quick stop in my bedroom to discard my old clothes and went back out to the living room. where he was still sitting. "Would you mind going to the mall with me sometime this week?" I asked. "I have some shopping I need to do, and normally Mom tags along." His eyes hadn't left my creamy exposed thighs from the moment I stepped into his sight. 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