You're alone at home with your dad

It's hard to tell what really happened, and you aren't sure who left the house... or the reason for why they left until a few minutes later when your father pays you another visit by the TV. He seems to be strangely at ease? Especially for someone who might've just lost his job. Did your mother leave to try and talk to their employer?

Then again, maybe he already has another business opportunity in mind and that's why he's so relaxed... who knows? He approaches by the couch.

"You know what... now that your mom is gone, how about we have sex one more time? Like a little celebration? A last time to celebrate the good times? This time I promise I'll try to make it special for you, since now I can see why you cared so much about that part. What do you say? Wanna see what a real climax is like? As you said yourself, if nothing else, it's a quick way to kill an hour or two to get you closer to being 'John' again. Until then I also suggest we use a new name for you? Sarah was the name for Jimmy's girlfriend... John had a dick... we could call you Joan until things change?" His tone was firm and reassuring, but your mother had insisted you'd have no more sex... on the other hand, she had been stupid enough to have sex with your blackmailing piece-of-shit brother! You got higher standards than that! Jimmy was a pathetic loser. At least your dad had enough experience to make a girl shiver in excitement -- if he bothers to try. It would be a shame to become a guy again before you had a chance to experience your first proper female orgasm. Plus, since your mother has terrible standards, you do deserve to take advantage of your dad's offering, she clearly has no idea what she's talking about anyway!

Besides, it was a sweet gesture! Your mother had been overwhelmed with guilt and that's even though she hadn't even done anything sexual with you! So maybe this was your father's way of apologizing for shoving his penis into your juicy cunt? Repeatedly. Your mind wanders off... even now it felt like the insides of your vagina were reshaped to be a perfect fit for his dick. Like two matching puzzle pieces. Unless that's just part of the sexual chemistry you two have. "Well?" He pulled you out of your deep thoughts and you gaze up at him with your naive but determined eyes.

"Yeah. Sure. I guess?" You're not entirely sure what you just agreed to. The name change, to have sex, or did you agree to both? Probably both.

"Perfect! Give me just a few minutes to prepare, you can join me upstairs when it's all ready." He retrieved something from the kitchen before making his way up and you... well you just sit idle. A new wave of boredom hits you. Annoying... even watching grass grow would be enjoyable right now. Getting laid was pretty much your only remaining hobby, but is that really a bad thing?

Well, it kind of is? Without friends or school, a good fuck was the only thing you could look forward to. "It's ready!" a familiar voice announces, and you make your way up the stairs with your eyes fixated on the master bedroom. To your surprise, it's the door to your own bedroom which is wide open! You weren't even aware that your father had a key to your room... so this time he wants to fuck you on your very own bed? It's probably the only room in which you two hadn't had intercourse already. Still smells of sweat and old clothes in here, the last time you used this room was after a workout back when you were still a guy.

As you step inside, you can see your father still preparing something by the computer. He's re-positioning the webcam slightly, aiming it towards the bed before noticing you've already arrived! "Don't mind me," he reassures you. "Why don't you quickly get changed?" He points at a pair of pink stockings by the bed, but a matching pair of panties was entirely missing... whatever, you quickly get changed so that the stockings are the only piece of clothing on you. "I figured we could record a little diary now that things have settled down. Something for future generations maybe? In case anyone else gets magically transformed. " His hand lowered to push the power button, activating the webcam as well as its built-in microphone. The computer's monitor was still turned off, otherwise you'd see it wasn't a diary that he's recording. An invisible pop-up notification displayed that the pornhub video stream successfully went live.

He gestures for you to sit down on the bed in view of the cam, and you can see what it was that he had grabbed in the kitchen earlier. A bottle of champagne and some wine glasses? Fair enough. He pops the bottle and pours a generous amount into a glass before handing it to you and preparing a second glass for himself. "So we've got a reason to celebrate, I believe?" You're not quite sure what he means. "In a way it was your birthday yesterday, right?"

"Ah, yeah it kind of was." If being turned into a girl can be called a birthday at least but it sure as fuck wasn't much of a reason to celebrate, but a good reason to have a drink nonetheless. He pauses for a moment. "Good, good. And who am I to you?" What an odd question to ask. "You are my dad, of course? Come on you should know that by now." Was he confused or did he simply want you to repeat it so that the webcam could record it? You take a sip of the champagne -- the bubbling liquid slides right down your throat, it's cold but has a sweet aftertaste. "That's right. It's nothing to be ashamed of, really. You can just call me daddy instead of dad, I'd prefer that."

"Okay. Daddy." The viewer count of the stream rose to 12 viewers. "So, remember your last birthday gift? The car? I always give you very special birthday gifts, right?" The car was a beat-down BMW and barely lasted a few months, but he's right. "Yes daddy." The champagne was beginning to feel warm inside your belly, it was pretty soothing and relaxing! It wasn't enough to get you drunk but it made you feel at ease. "I want you to lie down on the bed for me, on your stomach, I want to see your vagina. Your mother kept saying that you should protect it nicely and not let any boys touch it, right? It's something special and you should save it for a special moment." The way he was talking felt like he's truly pretending you're his daughter. Which made it feel even more puzzling when he touched your 'little lady' as your mother called it. The webcam made a brief whirring noise while it automatically zoomed in to get a nice close-up of your peach. You'd likely smash the entire computer with a hammer if you were aware that right now you've got your privates on display for a whole bunch of strangers...

"Yup, mom did say that." He began to touch and fondle your lower lips, exposing your insides to the webcam. 174 viewers just got a direct view into your cunt and at least half of them were probably jerking off to it. "Well, since yesterday was your birthday, I figure it's a very special moment indeed! But before we go any further, you've got a little secret right?"

"Uhh, yup." Is this the moment where you're supposed to talk about the transformation into a girl? "The secret that's inside your pussy," he corrects himself and it takes you a brief moment to figure out what he meant -- maybe the stupid latex thing your mother had inserted earlier. "Oh... you mean the diaphragm? Yeah I guess that's still inside me." He holds the chubby lips of your cunt apart for a moment, but the protective latex dome was too deep inside you for anyone to see it. Safe and secure deep inside your twat and way out of reach for his hungry gaze. "Quick question," he interrupts. "What do you think about babies? You don't like 'em do you?"

"No..." -- "No what, honey?" -- "No, I don't like babies... daddy. They're loud and annoying." Again with the weird questions.

"I thought so. But you do agree that a good daughter sometimes has to make a sacrifice to keep the family peace? Tell you what, why don't you show us the diaphragm quickly?" The viewer count rises to 2511. The stream managed to hit the 'trending' page and was rapidly gaining followers. Every single one of them was curious to see where this obscure father-daughter bonding moment would go and where it might end.

In the meantime, you awkwardly slide a hand between your legs and gently insert your middle finger into that warm, damp opening of yours. An unusual sensation! The tender flesh was snugly squeezing down on your finger as if trying to push you back out! But why? It's impressive how remarkably tight the stupid thing can be. Your pussy is just as stubborn as you are! You **** your finger as deep as it can go, until you feel the thick latex barrier that was surrounding your cervix and literally guarding the very core of your femininity. It didn't occur to you that it was the only thing that could prevent a very unpleasant teenage pregnancy for you. If it were to move around even slightly, it would allow your father's sperm to freely swim into the deepest parts of your belly the next time you two have intercourse. You'd be stuck in the body of a girl AND you'd be stuck with an **** baby inside your womb.

With the tip of your finger, you begin poking and prodding the thing but... it doesn't wanna come loose. Why is this important anyway? Why would he want to see the thing? Your mother probably had a good reason for putting it inside you. "I think it's stuck. Can't I just leave it inside?" A shake of his head was the only answer you got while he remained close to your thighs and made sure the cam would have a clear view at everything.

"Okay, daddy." You continue fingering yourself to try and get the thing out. It's weird that you can't even remember why it's in there in the first place? Useless stupid thing. It's a relief when you suddenly feel a pop and the suction cup collapses! The diaphragm slides off and you manage to slip your fingernail underneath it to coax it outwards, away from your cervix. You pull it out like a little trophy along with a lewd little squish! A tiny cup made of pink latex, dangling on your fingernail, coated with the glistening juices of your teenage pussy. Your cervix was laid bare. Once again there was a tiny little passage that connected your vag directly to your womb just as nature intended. "That's a good girl!" comes your father's praise immediately after, and he grabs the diaphragm right off your fingertip before hovering it over to the side of your bed -- above the garbage bin -- and discarding it like simple trash. The viewer count increases to 4887, thousands of people were watching the spectacle! Once again, your vagina was entirely naked and unprotected. "Why did you throw it away? I thought you wanted to see it?" His actions weren't making much sense -- your **** memory prevented you from realizing that he just made it possible to give you a good deep insemination...

It was obvious that your father was getting increasingly excited. "Do you remember when you were younger? You didn't like your little brother, right? You always asked us about making a new sister for you, right?" He began to climb on top of you while talking with his deep aroused tone, his rock hard cock slowly aligning with your tender slit. Fat beads of pre-cum were dripping off his bloated tip and splashing onto your perky bum, staining your skin. "There's a temporary opportunity if you still want a new sibling. Do you still want a little sister? We can make one together, but the details are... a secret." You could feel the heat of his manhood close to your tiny peach.

Given the confusing nature of the situation, you decide to give him your honest answer. "Yup. It would be fun! I'd love to have a little sister!" It was all the encouragement he needed to slowly inch his hips forward until his bulbous cockhead kissed the glistening lips of your pussy...