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Chapter 7 by Elist

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Emily

His eldest daughter Emily!

Michael swung at the Ifrit out of rage, but his fist passed through her now immaterial body again. He checked on her, slapping on her cheeks to wake her up.

"Baby, wake up! Inara, don't do this!"

"Chill out, papa bear! She'll wake up immediately if you just... put some cream in her oven!" Michael felt horrid. Did he really have to have sex with his own daughter? He carried her back to her room first and laid her down. Emily looked like she was just sleeping peacefully, her beautiful visage uncomfortably similar to that of his ex-wife. Her towel had ridden up her hips, revealing her puffy labia. She had some pale, trimmed fuzz surrounding it. Michael quickly pulled the towel down to cover them, but that caused her huge tits to pop free.

Michael gulped at the sight of her breasts. From their shape, to the size, down to her large nipples, Emily resembled his late wife in too many ways. If he really had to do as Inara wished... it wasn't that bad of a deal, was it?

No no no nononono! This was his biological daughter! He couldn't!

"Please Inara, wake her up, I beg you!"

"Of course! If you would just put your cock into this hole, that would spur things along." Inara had pulled up the towel again, and spread open her labia with two fingers.

"I... can't..."

"You've been a very terrible sport, Michael." For the first time, Inara was not smiling. "I am getting mad, human."

"If you do not make sweet love to your daughter right now, I will do so- with her awake and me disguised as you. And I will not be gentle."

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