A Mother of a Dare

"I'll make a choice," you say. You don't want Jack or Jack E or whoever he is to continue taking control of the situation. Though you are at the mercy of either him or your father. Wait a minute, maybe you can have help.

"Can I choose who asks me?" you asks Jack. He nods.

"Okay Dad, I chose Dare."

"I dare you to tell me if you'd like fucking me, son," your dad says.

"What, I-- N--" you can't say it. You can imagine his cock in your mouth. You can imagine your cock likewise in his mouth. You can also imagine your cock in his ass or his cock in your ass. "Yes, I would fuck your right here and right now," you feel yourself say.

"Oooh, daddy's girl," Jack says.

You shoot him a glare.

"It's your dad's turn now," Jack says.

"Dare," he says, smiling at you.

You start to say something, to find a dare. But Jack, as always gets there first. "I dare you to love your son sexually more than you love your wife."

"Of course I do," your dad says. "Just looking at him gets me so fucking hard." He points down to the tent in his pants.

"God damn it, Jackie," you say, "why do you keep cheating?"

"I'll do it until you know I'm in charge," he says. "And I believe it's my turn. Morph."

You've had it with him, but for some reason you say, "I dare you to morph into my dad's cock so you shut up."

He does immediately sort of turn into a spirit and you watch that spirit enter your dads dick. It actually grows an inch which makes you lick your lips involuntarily.

"That'll shut him up," you say.