Dave’s Public Showcase

Dave grinned, feeling the new Breeding Pass safely secured in his pocket. He marched away from the photo booth and his furious, sputtering victim, Floyd, pulling the pink-haired Lily in his wake. Lily followed without question; her focus was entirely fixated on the card she clutched. While compelled to submit to Dave by the Pass, a deep, underlying distress radiated from her, fueled by the knowledge that this impending act would severely compromise her secret desire to be impregnated by her father.

"Let's go," Dave commanded, leading her straight into the main causeway traffic, needing a location that was both accessible and quick. He was intent on humiliating Floyd by completing the act immediately after the father's loud, **** protests.

They moved past the grim, locked gate of The Front Rack, which served as a reminder of the humiliation he had endured earlier, and Dave knew he needed a spot quickly, before Floyd recovered enough to follow.

Dave scanned the immediate vicinity of the South Entrance. There was a decorative planter and a short wall nearby--enough height to offer a flimsy barrier from the main flow of shoppers, yet still highly visible to anyone walking by. It was the perfect spot for a public, brazen display of the Pass’s power.

"Here," Dave decided, pulling Lily toward the planter wall.

Lily obeyed instantly, her girlish pigtails bouncing as she turned to face him. Her actions were swift and ****, betraying an internal conflict between the Pass's command and her soul's specific longing. She was already working on the straps of the simple pink and white striped dress she wore.

"Hurry," she urged, her voice thick with the compulsion to breed, but tinged with a raw desperation that spoke of lost opportunity. "I want your baby."

Dave wasted no time. He watched as Lily quickly shed her dress and panties, tossing the innocent clothing aside onto the base of the planter. She was nude in a matter of seconds, her teenage features pulled tight with a look of fervent, **** necessity, driven to fulfill the Pass's order, even as her eyes held a spark of inner defeat.

Floyd’s voice, raw with anger, cut through the sounds of the mall traffic from the direction of the photo booth. "Lily! Stop this madness!"

Dave seized the moment, dropping his own pants. "Too late, old man," he muttered, relishing the idea that Floyd might witness the corruption of his "innocent" daughter.

He pushed Lily up against the planter wall, exposing her completely nude form to the mall shoppers, who were already beginning to slow and gather around the sudden spectacle. Dave entered her immediately. Lily gasped, compulsively wrapping her legs around Dave's waist, all while her eyes pleaded with Floyd and she pointed desperately at her purse. The exposure only fueled Dave’s already significant lust. He thrust into her hard and fast, determined to complete the breeding quickly before any mall employee or guard could interfere, or Floyd worked up the courage to do anything more than yell.

The crowd gathered quickly, their eyes wide with shock and fixation on the spectacle of the pink-haired teen being aggressively penetrated against the decorative mall fixture.