Rachel

David selected his youngest child's name almost without really thinking. Almost instantly he found himself in her sleek, athletic little body. He ran his hands down his chest, surprised by the weight of her enormous doube D breasts, involuntarily letting out a soft moan as his hands touched those hard nipples.

It had been years since he had seen Rachel naked or even in a revealing swim suit. Unlike her older sister, she kept herself locked down with very conservative dress slacks and long skirts, the kind the preacher really pressed for church members to wear.

He lifted one breast then the other, both aroused and feeling a little sorry for Rachel that she had to carry those around with her. The weight was so much heavier than he had ever realized.

David climbed off the bed and walked into the bathroom to stand before the full length mirror. He had never once viewed his daughter as a sexual object, but staring at her reflection he realized that he had been dead wrong. Beneath her conservative clothing, Rachel was a stone cold fox. She even had a completely shaved pussy, which may have shocked him more than anything else.

He realized that just standing there and staring, that pussy was getting wet.

David wished he hadn't picked his daughter, because he suddenly wanted to experiment with her hot little body. He wanted to finger her pussy and play with het nipples. And all of that seemed so fucking wrong.

He also knew he couldn't change back until he orgasmed...