No More Mr. Nice Daddy

Daisy was wiggling on my lap, as we waited for Miranda to get home. I dropped any pretense that we were going to finish before she arrived. Instead she had my cock fully fluffed, and ready for Miranda. That upgrade was... wow. I must have been two inches longer, and my balls felt like apples dangling there. Maybe she wasn’t wiggling, she might have been shaking. Miranda seemed to be taking all of her changes in stride, but I liked Daisy’s reactions the most. A fragile panicked sense that the world was falling apart around her. I could empathize with that. It was fun, considering she thought she could hurt me by sleeping with my wife. Now she was my sweet little sex doll, and Jasmine was losing more and more interest in her by the day. Soon enough she’d hate Daisy, and be right back by my side. Poor girl.

I tweaked her nipple. Getting the usual whimper out of her. “Do you like your balloon, Princess?” I’d dressed her down today, just a few frilly juvenile accessories for Miranda to admire when she walked in.

Daisy looked at the pink balloon clutched in one of her hands. “Mhm.” She moaned around the thumb, she was sucking on.

“I have another gift for you too, but we have to wait until Miranda gets here.”

She sniffled. “Maybe, I can go home to Mommy before she get’s here? Pretty please?”

“Oh I don’t think so sweetie.” I ran my hand up and down her bare belly, squeezing her pudge. “I really want to show Miranda your new toy.”

She sobbed. “You’re never going to let me have an O are you?”

“Aww.” I tutted her, and blew a raspberry into her neck. “Of course I am. You’ve been such a good obedient girl for Daddy.”

“You called me a bad girl yesterday.” She pouted, and wiggled her crotch aggressively against my cock as if to punish me.

“I just said that to motivate Miranda, you’re a good girl.”

“And and and, you keep blaming me for us playing naughty games, but, but, but I don’t want this.”

I reached around to rub her sodden panties, and she stretched like a cat getting scratched. “I’m sorry Princess I thought you liked playing with Daddy and having Os. You can go home, I’ll play with Miranda by myself today. You’ve already been such a good fluffer, thank you Princess.” I kissed her on her cheek, and lifted her off of my lap and onto her feet.

She stood there for about a minute, clenching her fists and trembling, but never moving towards the door. “Are you really going to let me O today, Daddy?” She asked quietly.

“Princess, I promise.”

She stood there shaking for about another minute, until without a word she climbed up on my lap again. She grabbed my hand, and put it between her thighs, I’m guessing so I could play with her. Which I did. "Can't you put your thingy in my fifi? Pretty please?"

"You don't like boys, remember?"

"No." She rolled her neck as I played with her pussy. "But I love Daddy. I want to kiss Daddy with my naughty lips."

"Aww well I'm sorry Princess, but I'm never going to fuck you."

She gasped like I'd just revealed that in Season 1 of the Good Place, they were actually in the Bad Place the entire time and that Michael was a demon. "Never ever ever?" She kicked her legs impotently. "But you just said!"

"Shhhh shhh shh shh." I petted her forehead, and her pussy. "I'll let you O, but it's going to be one that a toy like you deserves. Mommy Miranda, now she deserves big womanly orgasms, but you? A little fluffer like you gets a sweet little O as she piddles herself in the corner and watches."

She sniffled. "Then why am I letting you do all this stuff to me?"

"Because you can't help yourself. Someone else is going to have to save you." The door began to creek open. "But it's not going to be her."

Miranda was back in her wetsuit. I guess her new trait meant that she was no longer thought she had to dress like Daisy in order to keep my attention. Bummer. She looked at us posed on the couch, and sighed, disappointed but not surprised. "You are a mythic bitch Daisy." She said coldly, and started unzipping her suit right there in the living room before Daisy.

The little girl on my lap started shaking like a Chihuahua.

"Serenade me baby."

The spotlight hit Miranda, and she was suddenly fully naked, and slinking towards me. "Thou art like honey. They sweetness attracts the vermin from all around town. Thous art so good and pure, but these bitches just can't leave you alone. Am I mad? Of course I'm mad. Three days in a row? She must be brain dead. But I'll cop to it, I'm kind of happy too. Because I know as soon as you see me, you'll realize the mistake you've made, and you'll take all that anger out on her. We'll just have to keep doing this again and again until we unrattle that brain of hers. But this probably won't help..."

The lights come back on, Miranda truly is naked, and she slaps the shit out of Daisy as soon as we're back. Daisy's head jerks with the impact, and I can feel her muscles tense up, as she immediately enters cat fight mode. This was always the hardest part, keeping her a little girl, even when dealing with Miranda.

"Off." Miranda hocked her thumb over her shoulder.

Before Daisy could leap my my lap like a puma, I patted her softly on the butt. "Get off sweetie, Mommy Miranda wants on Daddy's lap."(Daisy May-Nadir+1)(39SP)

She sniffs, and gets up, scowling at Miranda as she does. "Rae's my Mommy." She mumbles.

"She'd be here with us if that was true." I held my hand out to Miranda to help her get on my lap. "Miranda's your mommy now."

"Oh no I'm not." Miranda threw her leg over mine. I could already feel the humidity of her crotch as it hovered over me. She'd been thinking of me. "I'm not playing along with her disgusting fantasy." She slide herself onto me, and must have been surprised by just how far the fall was. When she bottomed out, she gasped, and shuddered, then held her hand to her chest as if my dick was poking her heart.

"Oh yes you are." I grabbed a handful of Miranda's air, and flexed my hips a bit, so she could feel my thrusts. "If I say you are."

"I'm not dating this bitch aaah, I don't have to do anythinnnnng!" She pitched her voice up there at the end, delighted by the rhythm I was getting into.

"Fine." I didn't know how to push the matter, so I let it rest. Can't win them all. "Daisy, my present is waiting for you under the sink. Go get it, and Show Miranda."

"She's still here?" Miranda sneered at Daisy as she scampered over to the kitchen. "Baby please kick her out. I don't like having her here. She's trying to steal you from me."

"How could she possibly steal you from me?" I squeezed her breasts tenderly, like I really loved this woman. "You're the only one I want. By the way, I thought of a name for that Bear you got me."Daisy came back into the living room with the stuffed white bear Miranda had won me with her sharp shooting skills. Only now the bear was sporting an accessory, one of Miranda's strap-on's. "Meet Ms. Humpy!"

Miranda's jaw dropped. I took a present she'd given me, a true act of love, and turned it into some sex toy for her romantic rival. I could only imagine the queasy feeling that gave her guts, even thought I was pretty close to them as it was. "Stop." She held my legs down, as if to stop me form fucking her. "Stop this, stop this. This isn't love. Let me off."

Damn, looks I was going to do this the hard way. I grabbed Miranda by her throat, and kept on thrusting. She gasped at my rough behavior, and I wasn't feeling too great about it either. "You feel that Miranda?" I thrusted into her a few more times, the best dick she'd ever felt in her life thanks to Daisy. She couldn't stop herself from feeling delighted. "It's the only dick in this entire city, so you better start thinking about what makes it happy. Unless you want to go back to carpet munching." She made a retching noise, and not because I was **** her. "I want to see one of you hump the teddy bear, while I fuck the other one. That's what's going to turn me on tonight. But more than just seeing that, it's knowing that I'm never going to let the teddy bear humper have sex any other way. Is that what you want Miranda? You want to be Ms. Humpy's new girlfriend? Do you want to be Mrs. Humpy, my own personal teddy bear fucker?"

"N-no." She rasped.

"Daisy, do you want Daddy's thingy inside you?"

"Oh yes Daddy! Pretty pretty please! I don't want to date Ms. Humpy."

Miranda lunged at her, almost off my dick. Good thing I had a grip on her throat so she wasn't going anywhere. "Shut the fuck up slut!" She then turned her head towards me. "Let me go." I just stared at her, she wasn't going to win with this temper tantrum. "Let me go, or I'm shocking the shit out of you."

"You're not going to do that." I told her. "Not when you're this close to cumming."

She stared into my eyes. Hard as a super spy, I couldn't imagine thinking I could be a match for that will inside her just a few months ago. But I'm not that same beach bum. She too saw that, in this moment. Realized that she'd drowned some kind of innocence when she took me under the ocean. She knew what she had to do. "Sit..."

"Cum."

She started convulsing as if she'd been the one to get shocked. She let out a deep animal growl, as pleasure overwhelmed her body and mind, and now my hand on her throat was the only thing keeping her up, as he body turned into a noodle before my very eyes.

"Daisy, you better apologize to Ms. Humpy. It looks like Mommy's riding me tonight."

Daisy crossed her arms. For some reason she'd found her own confidence at seeing Miranda defy me like that. Honestly it was a little inspiring. Women finding hope and courage from one another. But hardly wanted in this situation. "I don't want to date Ms. Humpy. I'm a person, and I want to have sex with you!"

I shook my head. "You're not a person you're a fluffer, a sex toy, and the only thing that can get you off is another sex toy. Ms. Humpy is the only way you're ever going to cum, so you better apologize to her or she may not want to anymore."

Again there was the eye stare contest. We tested each other. And even though Daisy's submission to me was slightly lower than Miranda's her will was nothing in comparison. I could see her make the realization that her only chance to orgasm ever again was about to slip away, and for what? Pride? A sense of self worth? Personhood?

She picked the bear off the ground and dusted it off. "Ms. Humpy i'm so sorry! I- I do want to date you. I want you to make me have an O." She hugged the thing, letting it's rubber dick poke her in the belly. She looked over at me for approval. (Daisy May-Nadir+10)(49SP)

"You're fucking pathetic." Miranda groaned, slowly coming back to life.

I smiled at Daisy. "Ms. Humpy accepts your apology, and wants to play with you tonight."

A bolt of electricity shot through Daisy, and I could see her come to life for the first time in the past few days. "Playtime?" She asked nearly in tears. Before I could even answer, her panties were down to her ankles.

"Hold up." I held out my hand, and Daisy quietly screeched with her mouth closed. I just kept moving the goal posts for her. Which was half the fun. "You have to take her on a date first."

Miranda chuckled. "Yeah she's not a whore like you." Her juices had renewed the flow over my enhanced cock.

"A date?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "Walk her around the apartment, show her some stuff. Make her feel special." Then to my delight, the weak willed little girl actually did it! Miranda and I had to suppress our giggles, as we listened in on her.

"And here's the kitchen, and this is a spatula. Then over here is Daddy's bathroom. Boys have gross bathrooms..." (Daisy May-Nadir +3)(52SP)

Miranda was now sliding up and down my dick once more, enjoying it like she never did before. "You know this means you accept everything I said before." I informed her.

"All I heard was that if we have sex, she doesn't get to anymore, that's good enough for me."

She could justify it all she wanted, but the points don't lie:

(Miranda Hari +7)(52SP)

After making a full circuit around the apartment Daisy stood back in front of the couch, trying to look at me without looking at Miranda. "Ms. Humpy had a good time Daisy. It's time to start fooling around with her."

Daisy beamed like a spot light. She dropped to her butt, and spread her legs wide open for the dildo she was about to use.

"Woah, woah, woah!" I of course stopped her before she could. "You can't just rush into things. Ms. Humpy is a lady, take it slow. Make out with her for a little bit. Daisy sighed with frustration but feeling herself so close to release she made the decision that it was worth it. She pursed her lips and started planting kisses on the muzzle of the teddybear. (Daisy May-Nadir +2)(54SP) "Oh yeah, she likes that. Slip her a little tongue baby, then she'll be all yours." I saw daisy blush, and stare at me for a moment, before hanging her head. Her pink tongue tenderly left her lips and started tracing itself along the seams of the doll. (Daisy May-Nadir +1)(55SP) "Oh yeah, that's good. Look how hard you got her. Suck on her dick for a little bit, you're so good at that."

Miranda squeezed down on my dick her her vagina, as if warning me. But it was an empty threat. She was fully into the scene now, riding me with gusto. She loved watching Daisy be reduced to this. Neither of us could take our eyes off Daisy. Especially when the rubber cock in her mouth visibly grew thicker, and longer in her mouth. "What the...?" Miranda gasped. "I...I didn't know it could do that." Surely she would have known if she had an inflatable strap-on right? I couldn't stop form staring either. Her trait... worked... on artificial dicks too?

"Good girl Daisy, look how happy you made her! Ms. Humpy is ready to play with you now."

Daisy smiled around the cock in her mouth, and pulled it out. It'd grown in size and had **** itself down her throat, so she had gagged on the pullout, and left the thing covered in a thick clear slime. She was shaking with anticipation. She put Ms. Humpy on her back, and then straddled the thing, Cow Girl style.

"No no." I stopped her. "Ms. Humpy wants to fuck you, get on your back."

Daisy nodded, and rolled backwards so the teddy bear could be on top. (Daisy May-Nadir +2SP)(57SP)

"Actually." Miranda chimed in. "Ms. Humpy doesn't want to look at your ugly face. Get on your knees so she can fuck you doggy style." I nibbled on her ear approvingly, what a wonderful suggestion.

Daisy obeyed without question, even though I wasn't the one who gave the order. She got to her knees, but her head on the ground, and reached behind her so she could manipulate the teddy bear into fucking her. "Uuuuugh!" She sobbed as the bear's cock slid into a pussy that had been wet for weeks. I could tell just from the look on her face, that this was real. She finally knew without a doubt that this was something that could make her cum. "I'm a freak." She sobbed again, as she began to work Ms. Humpy into herself with a rhythm.

"Aww is baby going to cry?" Miranda picked up her pace as well. "She's so pathetic, how could you ever think about fucking that?"

Daisy whimpered on the floor. "She's so big Daddy!" Oh man. Daisy didn't even benefit from her pussy growing to fit the cock. Woops. The Fluffer really did get the short end of their trait, but there was something kind of hot about that too.

"That's okay Princess, you'll stretch to fit her eventually, keep going."

"Mommy how did you fit Daddy when he's so big?"

Only I had the answer to that.

"Because I'm a real woman, and you're a pathetic little girl." Daisy just nodded solemnly at this, and continued to let Ms. Humpy do her thing back there.

I leaned into Miranda's ear. "You like watching her humiliate herself so much, that when she orgasms you're going to have one too."

It was not hard to see when the time had come. Vibrations started to ebb over the bear fucker like waves. Her toes curled up in her socks, her moans of joy and triumph got higher and tighter with each repetition. And then boom! Like someone had hit her in the back of the head, she collapsed to the ground, Ms. Humpy was pushed right out of her gash, along with a spray of liquid. Her shaking body wiggled on the ground as she giggled and moaned. She finally got what she wanted

And I got what I wanted, as I felt Miranda constrict around me, and cum. That'd been enough to send me off as the three of us came pretty much together. I'd gotten out of Miranda just in time and painted the underside of her breasts with my spunk.

Daisy was on the floor smiling, as she snored softly into the ground. All tuckerd out from her big day. "It's only going to get worse from here." I warned her, "Nobody's going to save you."

Eventful day! I'm realizing I should have set the trait threshold at 50 points and not 25, it's just too many. Lol, oh well. I'm having troubling thinking of one for Miranda at this junction. Feel free to post your suggestions for her next trait in the comments.