Bring your daughter to work day

You sigh and grab the short blazer from your closet and pull it around your body.

Your father bought it for you just for the occasion, looking so excited as he handed it to you. You've felt terrible ever since you told him you were too old for it. He sulked away looking crushed.

You figure he just wants an excuse to pass his daughter around the office to show what a cool guy he is, but ever since he has seemed genuinely depressed. Worst of all he has been beginning to take it out on mom. You shudder at the thought of what you saw him do to her last night.

He'll be much happier if you just go, so it seems like the right thing to do. You pull on a pair of crotchless sheer stockings and the tiny black skirt. You stand up and adjust the skirt in the mirror, gauging how much of your unshaven pussy should show by moving it up and down slightly.

Satisfied, you begin tugging at the blazer around your tits like an extra few inches would magically grow out of it, but no such luck. The bottom corners come down to only barely cover your nipples from view. Even the slightest movement in any direction causes your full breasts to be exposed. You arch your back and slouch several times, watching as the stiff material hides and unhides your breasts. Your father picked this? You wonder if the size was intentional.

You quickly apply a dark red lipstick and a light blush. No mascara. Never again.

You collect your blonde hair into a quick pony tail and step back to take in the whole picture. You feel like the ring leader of a sex circus.

You slip on two black pumps and walk downstairs to the kitchen.

You stand sheepishly in the doorway for a minute, tugging at the corners or your blazer. Your father and brother both look up at you. Your father's face lights up as he sees what you're wearing, while Pete's hand goes directly down his pants.

"You're coming with me today?!" Your father exclaims with glee. He stands up and tugs at the corner of your blazer himself as though he's going to be able to close the long gap himself for you, but likely just wants to feel your bare tits on the back of his hands. "Lookin' sharp kid!"

Your mother turns around and smiles at you for the first time in a while. "You two wanna have some pancakes first or have breakfast on the go?

You look at you dad, still tugging at your blazer and bouncing your breasts happily. You look over to Pete who has his penis entirely out at this point, watching your father bounce your breasts.

Well?