Daddy's Little Girl's Little Cousin

The beast within her would not be denied now that it was let loose. "Oh it'll be super fun, pinky promise."

"Pinky promise?" Maria chuckled. "You are on something today, girl." She extended her pink and wrapped it around the digit Erica offered. As she did she felt a spark jump from Erica's hand to her own. A blue spark. "Yow! haha." Maria withdrew her hand, and looked at it.

"Lil' spark?"

"Yeah."

"Let's go, I saw some cute stuff on the way here!" Erica grabbed Maria by the hand, and whisked her off. There was something about Erica's energy. It was contagious, she seemed hyper, and the grind of office work had definitely caused Maria to feel a little depressed. Some more of this would be fun.

"Girl I was not expecting the candy store." Maria laughed, and Erica dragged her inside.

"Come on, remember when we were kids, this place was amaaaazing." Erica went straight towards a all day sucker, it was a spiraling tube about a foot long, and rainbow colored.

"That was before we could buy our own. A lot of stuff loses it's magic at that point." She ran her finger along the bins, gummies and chocolates passed her by like old friends.

"You need someone to take care of you." Erica watched Marie browse the treats.

"Tch." Maria clucked her tongue. "That is so Aunt Ruby, you gotta get your mom out of your head girl. Me and my guy? We're partners."

"I dunno." Erica pouted. "Sometimes it's nice to be taken care of. And it doesn't always have to be a husband and wife thing. I dunno, sometimes it's nice to be powerless..."

"Sure but that's not the same as, oooooh my god!" Maria was suddenly alight with energy. There in a bin was a mountain of individually wrapped pieces of bubble gum. "I haven't seen these in years!" She held up a blue wrapper for Erica.

'Sloth Food Chew' It read, with a friendly looking cartoon sloth blowing bubble on the wrapper.

"Nice." Erica cocked an eyebrow. That was weird... that was definitely weird.

"These were the best... for the like minute the flavor lasted."

"Guess you better grab a bunch."

"Hey, why are you trying to put me in this blue shit?" Maria smacked, around the glob of gum in her mouth.

Erica pouted and withdrew the frilly blue dress in her hands. "Oh don't be a baby."

"I'm not a baby." Marie pouted and then blew a bubble. Once she cleared the gum away she gestured to her maroon colored lips. It was a mature color, well at odds with the playful blues Erica was handing to her. She watched Erica slurp at her lolipop, the girl made a big show of it, her lips ringed with a purplish candy slime. Maria popped another piece of gum into her own mouth. It felt good to keep her mouth working, and full.

"Oh you're such a grown up with your dark makeup." Erica rolled her eyes, and took the sleeve of a dress to wipe Maria's moist lips clean of their lipstick. "You can already drink, what more do you want?"

"You are so weird."

"Come on." Erica held up a baby blue and pink romper. "This is my makeover, try it on."

Maria look down at her pink sneakers, they were velcro, and the tongues had the heads of white rabbits sewn into them, and the loose ears flipped and flopped this way and that. Out from the tops of her shoes sat the frilly ruffled tops of her new virginal white socks. Funny that that's the word that came to her mind, because they were making her so horny. They were just so juvenile, it felt wrong, forbidden. She'd spent so long trying to project the image of someone mature, that all of this just felt sinful.

She kicked her feet in her chair, just as Erica had shown her. She'd said it was cute and Maria quite agreed.

"So what are we thinking?" The beautician stood behind Maria fluffing her hair.

"I want her to have cute little ringlets like a doll." Erica said, from Maria's side. "Isn't that right baby?"

"I'm not a baby." Maria looked up at herself for the first time, away from her childish shoes. In the mirror she looked dull, sedated. Her eyes were half open, and she chewed very slowly on a wad of gum, open mouthed, like a cow. A slight rivulet of pink drool dripped out of her open mouth. It was only then that she noticed how sedated she looked. "Erica, I think something is wrong."

"What do you mean?" Erica said innocently.

"I... I don't know, something feels wrong...I'm... I'm horny." She closed her eyes, into a sour grimace. "I don't know why I said that."

"It's okay." Erica cooed, and sat on Maria's lap as the hair dresser started to spray down her hair. "Sluts like us get horny. Especially when we're all dolled up." She pecked Maria on the cheek. "Looking cute." She pecked Maria on the chin. "And keeping out mouths busy." Her pressed her lips against Maria's her own, sticky from her lolipop, just as sticky as Maria's. It was like two pieces of tape being pulled apart. And when Maria opened her mouth to gasp, Erica slid her sweet rainbow colored tongue in for Maria to taste. It was candy itself, and she found she very much liked sucking on it.

When Maria came back into conciousness she was sticking a wad of gum to the underside of a table. She licked her lips for the remnants of that sweet pink flavor. Erica was approaching her. She had two Dr.Pepper fountain drinks, but instead of straws the cups were secured by a sippy cups top. This seemed quite out of place, shocking even, but when Maria examined the stand she'd gotten them from, sure enough all their cups came like that, and mall goers more recent than Erica were sipping from them quite happily.

"Uuuuh, Erica?" She held her head, hand brushing the curls on her head like they were alien tentacles. "Where am I?"

"We're just taking a break." Erica said cheerily, and sat the drink before Maria.

"Is my hair done?" She looked around the food court, trying to find the mirror she thought she'd been staring into only a moment ago.

"It's been done." Erica giggled. "We're accessorizing next."

"Mmmm." Maria whined. "I feel drunk, I feel sick, I need to go home."

"I'll take you home when we're done." Erica cooed, and rubbed Maria's knee.

Maria shook her head, and pouted, feeling so confused she could cry. Her head was filled with sludge, and her thoughts had to swim to that to reach her consciousness and in that sludge were bunnies, and rainbows, and dildos and her brain kept mistaking those as her thoughts and using them. She whined again, and reached down to pet her pussy... no foofie. Erica said to call it a foofie, she was so smart. She was Maria's big sister... older cousin... something...she pet harder.

"That's cute." Erica admired, with a toothy grin. Erica never smiled like that, she always kept her mouth shut, crooked teeth, ya know?

Part of Maria realized something was wrong, but another part... it seemed to be her foofie, was glad that she'd made Erica so happy, and suggested she rub a little louder. "Iiiiii think something is happening Erica... is something happening?"

"I'm making you the cutest girl in the mall, silly." Erica giggled.

"Cute is sexy." Maria whispered to herself, and took a swig of her Dr. Pepper it was more than she was planning on. Sucking it from the sippy cup, really calmed her down.

"You should pop some more gum." Erica suggested. "Girls like us get anxious when our mouths aren't working on something."

"Mmm." Maria wordlessly sorted through her purse, only now realizing that it was gone. She had a little hand bag with her in the shape of a bunny rabbit's head. She opened it up, and all that was in there was gum. Her purse had been stacked with everything from tampons, to her wallet to tissues, to Xanax. "M-my wallet?" She looked around the food court, already unwrapping a piece of gum. "Where's my wallet?"

"A baby doesn't need a wallet." Erica tutted, and ran her hand over Maria's sweaty forehead.

"Not... a baby." She huffed, tossing gum into her mouth. "Mmm mmm." So tasty! So bubbly. Erica was right she really did get cranky when her mouth wasn't full.

"Burp." Maria giggled in shame, and covered her mouth. That was a lot of Dr. Pepper to chug.

"She likes this one." Erica said, pointed to a straw floppy had, that bore a pair of bunny ears.

"Bunny!" Maria gasped, dancing in place with excitement. She grabbed them him of her romper, and tugged, on it pressing her thighs together to relieve the headache her foofie was having.

"Let's see." The attendant at the shop, scanned the hat atop a mannequin, then make a hissing sound. "Sorry ladies." He sighed. "Looks like we're out, all we have is the display."

"Can we buy that?" Erica asked, reaching for her own wallet.

The man sighed again. "Sorry, we can't."

"Then why have it out?"

"So people know we sell the hat."

"But you don't sell that hat."

"We do, we're just out of stock."

"Then take the hat down, until you get more."

"We can't have a mannequin without it's fit, ma'am."

"Just give it that hat over there." Erica pointed to another mannequin.

"That hat's out of stock too."

"Why does someone need to know you sell a hat, if we can't buy the hat?" This was the greatest injustice of Erica's life. Sex gameshow be damned.

"Well I can place an order for you."

"Naw... this is kind of a Sunrise on Venus type of moment for me."

"I want it!" Maria chimed in, feeling her consciousness return to her fully now.

"I'm sorry ma'am but we don't..."

"I want it!" Maria cried again, stamping her foot, she was only just noticing that her new sneakers lit up... how did they keep getting to these places? She couldn't remember walking anywhere. "I want my purse! I wanna go home! I want my hat! Gimme gimme!" She was screaming, and crying, and turning red, all her fear and confusion for the afternoon turned ineffectively towards a retail worker, just as god intended. What were cashier's for if not to vent your frustrations with your life, job, and marriage upon?

"Ma'am." The Attendant broke every rule of customer service, and grabbed Maria by her shoulders. "Do not make a scene."

When Maria came too she was giggling, and playfully wrapping her gum around a very hard and wet dick. "Ooooh." She marveled, leaning forward to put the bubble gum flavored gland in her mouth. Her eyes went wide, and she giggled all over again. This is what that missing feeling was. This is what she needed in her mouth. Feeling quite giddy she closed her eyes and started sucking on the dick like she'd just found her place on this planet.

Then she felt something went sweep across her foofie, and then it hit again, and again. "That's Erica." Maria realized, the signals for wrongness and **** bouncing off bubble gum, and pigtails. "I wonder who this guy could be?"

Maria skipped through the mall with Erica, her floppy hat secured from her head, and slightly sticky from catching the attendants jizz. But she got it!

"You were such a good girl in there." Erica cooed, and Kissed Maria's hand.

Maria squeezed her eyebrows together. "Were you kissing my foofie?"

"Of course, we're besties aren't we?"

"Yeah." Maria stopped skipping. Behind Erica she noticed a woman at an Adidas store having an incomprehensibly hard time tying a knot on a pair of shoes. She proudly rebuffed the efforts of the clerks to get her into some stylish velcro sneakers like the ones Maria was wearing. But no matter how much time she took the woman just held the shoe laces limp in her hands, staring at her feet in utter anguish.

Maria bit her lip. 'The bunny goes around the tree and... the bunny goes around the tree and...' she couldn't remember either. "Aren't we sisters?"

"We're cousins."

"Oh..." Maria fiddled with a ribbon on her romper. "I want to go home."

"I bet." Erica winked. "You wanna go see your daddy and surprise him huh?"

"My dad?" Maria gawked.

"Not your dad, your daddy, Ray?"

"Oh... my boyfriend?" Maria was grasping at straws.

"Mmmhmm. Girls like us have Daddies who take care of us, and fuck us however they want."

"You're... gay."

"Sure, but I'd do anything for Daddy, he comes first. Wouldn't you fuck a girl for your Daddy?"

"Wuh..." Maria squeezed her eyes shut. "You're not Erica..."

"Oh so you'll let a girl eat you out, but you won't do the same. You're selfish."

"No." Maria pushed Erica away, tears in her eyes. "You're not Erica."

Giggling Maria used her hand to feed gum from her mouth into the foofie she was fingering, while her other hand played with the woman's clit.

"Ooooh Daddy are you watching?" The woman gasped, she was holding onto a table, and her legs were weakening.

Every bit of gum Maria gave her cunny was making it more and more certain the girl would be stuck crawling around on her knees, and once she came from Maria's ministrations, there was no going back for her.

Maria metholically moved her feet up and down, and up and down her smiling face occasionally lubing up the cock between her feet with a stand of her sweet pink drool. Her socks were not so virginal or white anymore, soaked pink, and half transparent thanks to her bubblegum flavored spit. The dick was hard, and the head purplish, just about to spurt, if she knew anything about cocks. She wondered briefly if this was the hat guy.

She looked up, nope this guy was white. It wasn't Ray either... she really should be doing all this sex with him. He was her Daddy... boyfriend... something. It involved sex... yes her pussy... foofie definitely remember he was involved in sex somehow. "Are you going to give me a hat?" She asked the man who's dick she was socking off.

"Umm."

"He's going to give you something!" Erica said, appearing out of the haze that was Maria's perception.

"Erica!" Maria wooted, then paused. "Wait... aren't you bad?"

"How am I bad?"

"You... you make me... I dunno." Maria turned her attention back to her socks and the cock. A smile bloomed across her face. "Where's my phone? I want to send this to Ray!"

"Babies don't have phones."

Maria pouted. "Can you send Ray a video? I really want him to see!"

Erica shrugged, and whipped out her Harem Hotel phone. "Sure." She started filming as Maria gave a foot job to a complete stranger, who was surely not her boyfriend.

"Look daddy no hands!" She giggled, quite proudly. Erica caught everything from the moment the man spurted all over Maria's socks, to Maria licking it off. "Mmm milkies." She sighed in a heavenly tone. "Love ya!" She blew a spermy kiss at the camera, watched the clip, and approved it's distribution to her boyfriend's phone.

"Mmmm?" Maria looked around for a cock, or a foofie, but was surprised to find nothing, just a few passing store fronts. The manic horny energy that was ripping her apart rebelled against having nothing to do so she needily started rubbing her foofie as a kind of stress management mechanism.

"You are so cute when you do that." Erica squeed her cousin's hand.

Maria blushed. "Thanks sis, it feels good."

"We're cousins." Erica reminded her.

"You aren't my big sister?"

"You're older than me." Erica reminded her again.

"Wow... then can you be my mommy?" Maria kissed Erica's cheek. "You can marry my Daddy, and the three of them can fuck all the time."

"I'm gay." Erica said. "Unless you want two mommies."

Maria scrunched her nose at the idea, somehow she knew Ray needed to be in the picture for this to work for her. Otherwise she was a pervert chewing on bubble gum with no one to share it with. "Nah."

"Besides, I've got my own daddy." Erica said dreamily, then held out her hand like a magician's assistant. "Here we are."

Maria looked at The Black Rose lingerie and sex shop with the same amount of wonder as you'd give a broccoli farm. "What are we doing here."

"We're going to buy you some sexy stuff." Erica led her inside.

"Cute is sexy." Maria reminded her. Her brain had been drowned, injected, and reincarnated with this as it's founding principal. "These aren't sexy." She said pointed to a very sexy pair of stockings, rolled lovingly up a mannequin's leg. They were black, you see. Boring adult colors.

"Can I help you ladies with anything?" Asked a ill fated clerk, who'd been scrolling through her phone. Maria thought she looked scary. Half her head was shaved, her lip was pierced, and the had the meanest eyeshadow around her pretty brown eyes. She looked to Erica for support, and saw her cousin, sister, mother, slutty best friend was giving the woman a strange look, almost wistful. Envious maybe, she admired the woman's gothic garb.

"We're looking for something cute." Erica said at last.

"We've got some teddies over here." The woman said, exiting the palisade of her counter, and entering the battleground of retail.

"Teddies?" Maria cried excitedly. The elation was beyond her control. She tried, and she tried, and she tried to rein in these queer feelings but they galloped on, right off the cliff. She thought for a moment and then eventually concluded. "I prefer bunnies actually."

The clerk nodded. "We've got some playboy bunny outfits as well."

"But I'm a girl..." Maria countered.

"Right."

"You won't like the playboy outfits baby, try on a teddy."

"Fine." Maria grumbled, and started browsing through the lingerie, making vocal critiques of the style around this place.

"They have online stores for this kind of play." The clerk whispered to Erica. "Also it's fucked up you're involving me in it, I didn't consent."

"Sorry." Erica momentarily surfaced through all the lust, and evil that'd been pouring out of her body. "This was all kind of spur of the moment... sorry."

"These all suck." Maria pouted. "Don't you have any bright colors?" Quite the change from her attitude earlier in the afternoon.

"If you want to be a little girl try white, it's very..." She paused and looked at a corner in a store. It was flush with bright yellows, pinks, and baby blues, pastels covered the rest. "That... wasn't always..."

"Ooooh!" Maria ran over to the rack and started devouring the samples. The took out anything lace and frilly and threw it in one pile, and everything else went on a separate pile. Nothing remained on the rack.

"Hey! You've got to pick that..." The clerk walked closer to Maria but stopped dead in her tracks when her shoes made a squeaking sound. "What the..." She looked down and saw that her keds had become teddy bear slippers.

"Oh no." Erica started to bite her nails.

"Don't you have anything with animals on them?" Maria searched around the room. A rack of what had been bras, the more exotic and impractical breeds, was suddenly filled with baby tees, each featured either a pattern of pastel animals, or a prominent cartoon character emblazoned on the front. Usually with some salacious phrase like "Bunny Cunny" Juxtaposed the with adorable rabbit above.

"That's not right." The clerk stuck her thumb in her mouth and milked it for succor.

"You better get out of here." Erica warned, shaking the girl out of her stupor. "I'm kind of lost... but I don't think I'm in control of this. You gotta run."

"I want my mommy." The clerk whined, backing into a corner. One hand was in her mouth, the other was grasping at her hair. "I want to fuck my mommy."

"Bitch!" Erica stamped her foot. "You gotta run!"

Next to Maria a rack of night gowns, became footie pajamas. The wallpaper was going from a black paisley to bright pastel teddy bears, milk bottles, rattles, and number blocks.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck." Erica's was holding her chest. "Stop it, stop it, stop it, just Maria."

"You said a bad word!" Maria and the clerk both pointed at Erica, giggling. The clerk head was crowned with a bonnet, her legs now bare as her pierces tits struggled against the onsie she was wearing. The sex toys behind the front counter were all gentle affairs. No more horse shlongs for bachalorette parties. These were candy flavored, gentle buzzers, some shaped like teddy bears, some attached to teddy bears. The whole store was now ring with with an animal kingdom worth of stuff animals each holding a proud plastic erection for the profanities happening within their store.

"Pikachu!" Maria cried, heading to a freshly transformed rack of clothing. Kigarumi's from unicorn to one playful yellow pokemon hung there. Maria grabbed it off the rack, and waved it at Erica. "It's Pikachu Erica! It's Pickachu, can I get him?"

"Um..." Erica looked over at the clerk, who was rubbing herself through her onsie, already a lost cause. "Um..."

She looked back over to Maria who was doing an excited little dance, and waving the costume around. She'd done this? A sob escaped Erica's mouth, she clamped her hand over her mouth, and sunk to her knees, confident this is what a person felt like when their mind broke. She couldn't imagine taking more of this, couldn't imagine it getting worse. How could this be forgivable? THIS. What good was so great, that this profanity was made acceptable by it's completion? Would she even remember this if she won? How could she forget?

Then another sob reached her ears, it broke her animalistic desire for oblivion, and gently raised her gaze up to the floor at Maria's feet. There was a puddle forming around her sneakers, and a stream tricking down her legs. Erica felt her heart break, and the only thing she could think to say was. "Oh, honey..."

The florescent lights above buzzed like an angry bunch of bumble bees. Maria was so ashamed she couldn't even look at Erica. Not as she walked her to the bathroom, not as she took Maria out of her romper, not as she laid her out on the adult sized changing table the mall bathroom's suddenly carried. Not as she wiped her dry, powered her butt, and definetly not when she strapped the older cousin into a diaper.

"There." Erica husked, knowing not what else to do but to give the diaper a confirming tap. "Um..." She riffled through some of the bags she'd been hauling for her cousin and gave Maria a fresh dress.

"You're mad at me." Maria sniffled, and wiggled her way into the dress.

"What?"

"You've been giggles and smiles all day... and I've ruined your fun."

"No." Erica shook her head so hard it felt like it would pop off. "This hasn't been any fun at all."

Maria frowned, looking devastated.

"I didn't mean it like that, I... oh whatever." Erica rubbed her face down. "Got your dress on?"

"Yes."

"Are your socks dry?"

"Yes."

Erica sighed, and rubbed her face down with her hand. "Okay let's get you out of here. I've done enough damage. If the audience doesn't like it, then I'll get points anyway."

“No, I want my Pikachu.” Maria brushed her pink dress off and admired the cute woman in the mirror.

“What?”

“Before I had… my accident. You were going to buy me the pikachu pajamas.”

“Ah geez.”

Maria must have been really cute today, because Erica looked like there wasn’t a thing in the world she’d deny Maria. Giggling the older cousin took the hand of the younger cousin and dragged her out of the bathroom, and back into the food court.

There incoherent mall goers sat splayed out on the floor. They grasped at the breasts or crotches of any man or woman who passed. They moaned needily, giggled heedlessly, begged pleadingly. “Baba.” “Milkies.” And those who were caught found happy receptive mouths to suck, and lick whatever was presented to their needy mouths. These unfortunates must have been following in Maria's footsteps, following her fashion advice, they all sat in their childish clothing, some sat uselessly in diapers, the fashion trend annoucning itself before Maria even made her debut.

It was all so hot, grown adults playing around like little sluts. The mall rocked. Maria could hardly remember what she'd been like this morning, let alone what the crowd had been. If anything she felt rather trendy to be a member of such a popular movement.

The pair returned to the lingerie store, now labeled The Baby Rose. The clerk was the farthest thing from scary now. Maria thought that they could be besties, from the way she was pounding her foofie with that blueberry flavor dildo, she figured she’d probably be good at it.

“Sissy cleaned me up!” Maria announced, lifting her skirt to show off Erica’s handiwork,

“Sooooo cute.” The clerk gawked, and put her dildo in her mouth. “So jealous.”

“Can we get this?” Erica was straight to business, placing the Pikachu onsie on the counter.

Erica's mercy had not lasted long. After she bought the pajamas for Maria the beast had returned, and was eager to slut Maria out some more. She found a few willing daddies and mommies around the mall for her to baby up with, the images Ray received after each one would have made an interesting collage.

Erica was fascinated with herself. The pain from the start of this mission was gone. Now there was only a morbid kind of fascination with how fucked up things could become. Or that's what she told herself when she couldn't fight off the beast's impulses. The entity that now lived behind her eyes, had a different gnawing feeling driving her to do all of this. She wanted to win. Daddy was watching, and she wanted to impress him with her cruelty, her creativity, her debauchery. This desire to be the best, to make him proud, caused her to push things as far as she imagined they could go.

Destroying Maria had been fun, but what if she added in a few more people?

She was a schoolgirl afterall, she wasn't afraid of a little extra credit.

The shuttle brought the two cousins back to Erica's house. Her parent's house rather. She stepped out on the green grass, and felt a sense of wistfulness drive back her corruption for a moment. The bricks, the roof, the trees. It all seemed like a cardboard set to her now. Ironic giving the artificial nature of everything at the hotel. She could hardly imagine the life she'd lived within those walls.

"Fuck this place is boring."

"You said a bad word." Maria giggled, licking Erica's neck.

"Shame on me." Erica grinned and held out her hand to the household. Her Brand shone with it's blue light, and the house appeared to have aged. The grass grew yellow, and patchy. Leaves and branches piled up on the roof of the house, and flowerbeds grew bare. "Lazy owners." She smirked to herself, then patted Maria on her diapered behind. "Let's get you inside."

Erica gave the doorbell a ring, but heard that it was broken so resorted to knocking on the familiar door like a savage. After a moment her dad answered the door. He was a heavy set Hispanic man, with hair like a monk, and a salt and pepper goatee like a supervillian.

'That's my real daddy' Some part of Erica thought, too heart broken to take control.

Her pops was a buttoned up kind of guy, who was definitively upper management at a local bank. This guy was not that man. He was wearing some ratty old sleep shorts, and a Cowboy's Jersey. "Hey, our daughter went to Saint Thomas' we send a check every year, but we don't do fundraisers."

Erica checked her uniform for a second, what a blast from the past. It really was her old uniform. Good to know Skylar had a sense of symmetry. "It's sunday?" She asked instead. Wasn't there something other than football that fell on this day? Oh darn. What was it's name again?"

"Yes, it is... can I help you?"

"What's going on?" From the living room came Erica's mom. Her greatest joy and sorrow. Life is hard enough, why must parents hate their children too? Erica's Dad opinion on his daughter's orientation had always been 'I don't understand it, but I love her.' Her mom just stopped at understanding.

The woman she had known as gone now as well. Her mother had been a cartoon character who's twenty year wardrobe had been short hair, blouse, jeans, with varying degrees of gray in the hair. This woman was wearing a ratty old white t-shirt that went down to her knees, and had long uncombed hair that fell to her shoulders.

Looks like her fine motor control over her brand still needed to be developed. She'd corrupted her household, but with sloth, and not the age play thing she'd been playing with all day. At least they didn't recognize her. She thought she'd just die if they saw her like this.

"I don't know." Her dad said casting his gaze over to the T.V screen out of sight. "She's just standing there."

"Oh." Erica realized her thoughts were happening in real time. "Sorry, I just..."

"Mommy!" Maria suddenly jumped into the house, lifted up Erica's Mom's shirt until her... sigh... much larger tits were exposed, and then latched onto one of the nipples. Judging from the wet sloshing sounds the affair produced, and the other tit which began to leak... it was a productive endeavor.

There we go, that had been the change Erica had intended. Why ruin just one relationship? Why not ruin everything, and tie it up with a bow?

"Oh Maria." The Mom laughed, rubbing the back of the woman's head. "When did you get out?"

Maria was too busy guzzling milk to answer.

"Thanks for getting her back to us." Erica's dad said to Erica. How could a person be so ignorant to the situation, and not show it on their face? He beamed at Erica, overwhelmed with the kindness of strangers. His own daughter! How was this her fault, and she still feel outraged by it?

"Oh it was my pleasure, we had the best time at the mall." Erica gushed, and put her hand on her heart. "She's just the sluttiest little girl I've ever seen. You must be very proud."

Maria's ears pricked up. She detached her mouth from Mom's tit, pressed her gum against the nipple for safe keeping, then dropped her her knees. She pulled Dad's shorts down to the ground, like a magical assistant revealing a caged lion. "Daddy's sooooo proud of me Erica, look!" Blink and you'd miss it. She swallowed up the erection he'd been keeping in his pants, in just a moment.

"She can be a handful." The dad laughed, oh so fucking casually, it was insane. His niece, the clothing, the open door, his wife right there. Humans really were just animals, puppets. All you had to do was change a few settings and watch them go. There was so much disgust in Erica at the moment she just didn't know where to aim it.

"Looks more like a mouthful to me."

"Nice." Her mom said, more like a frat boy than the conservative mother she'd known and hated, and mostly loved. "Are you looking to get adopted?"

Erica was taken back by this. "What?"

"Your uniform." Her father explained. "I didn't see it at first, but you're a little slut too aren't you?"

"A little young for our tastes." Her mom said, ever ready to provide criticism no matter her state of mind or morals. "But you could grow into the roll."

"I'd be up for it." Her father said, as if they were inviting her to a barbecue. "Maria could use a little sister."

"Or a big sister." Her mother chimed in again. "If you're planning on keeping the bratty teen vibe I'm sensing from you. I like it, personally."

"I don't know." Her father sighed, running his hand through Maria's curls. "I like my baby girl..."

"Woooow, I hit you two hard." Erica chuckled. "Thanks but no thanks, I already have a daddy."

"Ah, our loss." Her dad sudden hissed, Maria had gotten a lot of practice with sucking strange dicks today, and her uncle was quickly falling under her sway.

"For sure." Erica was surprised to see her mom genuinely smiling at her. The affect was of course ruined by the woman tweaking one of her cow-like nipples and staining the front of her shirt with milk... but Erica was starved for whatever affection she could get. "I feel like I already know so much about you... like we have a connection."

Erica clawed her way through the muck and the mire of her mind. "Whatever that connection was... I wish it'd been stronger... maybe we'd know each other better now."

"It's never too late to make a connection." Her mother lecture, gesturing to her husband, and their playmate. "Never too late to live a fantasy, never too late for hearts to connect, mend, heal. There are no sins that can't be forgiven, no chances that can't be taken."

What did she think they were talking about? To Erica this conversation was... about her whole fucked up life. Where? Where was this woman when she needed her? Where was this love? Why? Why wasn't she good enough? Why? Of all the choices her mother had to mak,e why was loving her only child not the easiest? Why was in not even possible?

Now suddenly this woman was brimming with love an possibility, and what was she even talking about? Getting Erica to engage in her and her husband's fetish? What the fuck?

"It's too late for us." Erica smiled and set her head to the side. She looked at her family, half intrigued as her dad came in her cousin's mouth, that latter babbling and giggling like a fairy as she played with the cum. The other half disgusted. Erica didn't need the beast to feel a little joy at all of this. She wasn't good enough for them? Well look at them now. Lazy, incestuous, perverts. They smelled poor, lived in decay, and she'd done it all. She'd never wanted **** on her family, no she'd only ever wanted love and acceptance, and yet... this was ****. What else could it be?

If this wasn't ruin, she didn't know what was. "But I think you two are confused... your daughter's name is Erica."

"Erica." Her mother mouthed, looking down at Maria. "Oh yes of course, after my mother." She bent down and pet the back of Maria's head. "How could we forget?"

"I didn't forget." Her father said proudly, watching his playmate make bubbles with his sperm. "Erica is Daddy's little girl."