You have pleasant dreams.

Your father’s firm grip on your shoulder rouses you in the morning, followed by a kiss on your cheek. He’s always been an early riser and now you will be as well whether you like it or not. “Julie, it’s time to get up. We’ve got a busy day ahead.”

You groan as you stretch and roll out of bed, your thighs wet with the cum Henry packed you full of last night. “I’m up sir,” you mumble as your head throbs with a hangover. You make a note that your **** tolerance is much lower since you lost nearly a hundred pounds and a foot of height after becoming Julie. “Busy? What do we have to do sir? I thought the company party was finished?”

“Don’t worry, it is. You did great. But there’s a lot we need to do to get you ready to be Julie long-term.” Giving you the Choice pill had been a quick decision, and now it was time to follow through on fleshing out your new identity. “Go take a shower and clean up, then we’ll check out and head home. You don’t have permission to fiddle about.” He gives your ass a quick slap to get you in gear.

While you scrub up in the shower, you make sure to pay special attention to maintaining Daddy’s new stress toy. As you clean the cum out of your snatch you wonder at how much was still in there. Back when you were a man it would take you days to cum as much as your father had in just one night, even without taking into account the thickness. You briefly consider keeping some of Daddy’s semen inside you, but ultimately you’re certain that he’ll fill you up again whenever he feels the urge.

Julie catches a lump in her hands and brings it to her face, rubbing the jelly-like seed between her fingers. ‘So this is what made me. And now it might have made me a mom…’ Almost unconsciously she licks her fingers clean. She’s going to be drinking a lot of her father’s sperm in the future so she might as well find out how it ages.

It doesn’t taste quite as good as when it’s straight from the tap, but Henry’s seed still coats your tongue and throat with a nice, musky taste. Licking your fingers clean, a nice scrub leaves your body feeling nice and tingly to enjoy the rest of your hot shower.

After drying off and packing up, a problem occurs. “Um, Daddy? I don’t have clean clothes to wear.”