The plot thickens

"Morning."

"You're looking good today. Your shirt looks nice. Is it new?"

"Uh, yeah. Thanks."

I said thanks, and sat down across from him. We ate our food in silence for a few minutes.

"What are you working on?" he asked.

"Nothing really..."

"Come on dad. You have that laptop. What are you doing with it?"

I sighed and showed him all the galleries of dads and sons transforming into women. I also told him about my dreams, and how much I liked the red panties. I told him everything.

I didn't expect him to share anything with me. But he did...

"That sounds fun," he said, smiling. "Makes me want to try it too. Maybe I'll be a mommy."

"Do you... do you want to play with daddy?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah."

"Oh god, no!" I cried.

"Why not?"

"Because it's wrong! It's ****!"

"We can always stop if we want." He grabbed me and kissed me like he was my woman, taking ownership of me. I was shocked, but soon found myself kissing him back. He pushed me onto the dining room chair. His hands squeezed my butt, grabbing my cheeks and pulling my ass apart.

"You're so pretty," he whispered.