Talking to Julie

After a few more minutes of my father slowly fucking me, we got up and had a shower. I slowly lathered my father's body, paying particular attention to his glorious cock before we dried off and took some photos of me for dad to share with the group.

It was only about 9:30 on Friday morning, so I still had the rest of the day, the night and much of Saturday to spend with him.

He told me to relax a bit while he went and mowed the lawn, and I made myself a fresh coffee and decided to call Julie. We were both at uni, and I knew her class times, so I knew she would be available.

"Hey Kimmie, I can't believe you've agreed to be a **** to your father's sex club," she said straight away.

I moaned, "I know, it's so fucking hot."

"And they are going to surgically modify you? Do you get a say or what?" she sounded excited.

I smiled, "Well, not really. Dad asked my opinion, but I waved my rights, so whatever they decide to do to me is their choice."

She moaned quietly, "God damn, why does that turn me on? Well, what are you hoping for?"

I laughed, "I like the idea of getting those tit grafts, having six tits for them to fuck and ****, and Dad is eager for horn grafts, and get this, he thinks I can get ones that will actually grow."

"God, that is so messed up. I love it."

"Yeah, I know, turns me on too," I told her, "Otherwise, I had this idea; Dad's going to look into it. I might end up having my ears reshaped, so I have pointed ears and horns like those elves in WoW."

She moaned again, "You are going to have your ears docked like a Doberman?" she asked.

I moaned and almost creamed myself, "God, I hadn't thought of it that way. Is it wrong that it turns me on?"

"Shit yeah, girl, it's wrong," she said, "but it's also hot. What if they want you to play fetch or sleep in a kennel outside?" I shuddered and moaned, "Yeah, I thought you might like that. God, this all sounds so wicked."

"Wicked?" I laughed, "What are you from the '90s." I paused a moment, "You know, I'm going to be here until tomorrow; if you like, you can come around, skip your classes this afternoon, and Dad can take you through the contract terms?"

She laughed at that, "Not sure I want to be a **** just yet," she said.

"Mark's joining the club. I'm sure he would get a kick out of you being a **** to the group."

"Mark would only have one thing on his mind if I were his ****, stopping me from taking the pill and trying to knock me up," she said. "You know he's been trying to convince me to risk it for months."

I nodded even though she couldn't see me, "I know, but hey, you wouldn't have to sign the contract. You could just come around and talk it through while riding my dad's thick cock."

She moaned, "Is it really that big?" she asked.

"Oh yeah, best cock I have had, not just the length or the girth, but how he uses it. I can't take him balls deep, in my cunt, but when I'm on top, it feels like I'm just balancing on his cock, pushing against my cervix, stretching me out," I told her a little listlessly.

"Hey, I'm losing you. Can you focus?" she asked me. "Say I did this, came round to fuck your old man while he told me about the group, the contract, all of it. Can you promise me something?"

"Of course. What do you need?" I asked.

"I can't sign anything today. You need to promise me that if I even consider it, you slap the shit out of me," she said.

I laughed, "Worried you will fall in love with my dad's cock and can't say no?"

"Girl, I saw you this morning. If your dad said he was going to cut your tits off while he was fucking you right there on the phone to Mark and me, you probably would have cum. He's got some voodoo cock or something."

"Alright, I promise. If I think you are going to sign tonight, I will slap you so hard you'll be staring at your arse," I said.

"Fine, I have to be at my tute at 10, but will be there around lunchtime," she said, "And if his cock ‘ain't everything you have bragged about, I'm out."

I laughed, "See you then."

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