Ellie the Tutor

Ellie pushed her glasses up her nose and hiked her textbook laden backpack up as she climbed the stairs, huffing under the load. Being Katie’s friend could be hard sometimes. The popular blond cheerleader tended to outshine those around her and the quiet auburn haired bookworm often felt out of place around Katie and the rest of her more popular friends. Todays panicked texts call about a forgotten biology assignment due Monday had Ellie dropping everything to race over for an impromptu Saturday tutoring session.

She opened the door to Katie’s room and her eyes widened in surprise as she stammered, “Dad? What are you doing…?”

“Ahhh, you are delightfully perverse.” Asmodeus chuckled wearing an idealized version of their bookish friend’s father. His growing powers dredging up the forbidden secret father fantasy of the shy teen and his growing aura of corruption was already beginning to cloud the studious girl’s mind. “Yes, Princess?”

“Why are you here?”

Before she could breath, before she could think, he had walked forward and seized her, pressing her soft breasts against his muscular chest with one hand in the small of the diminutive girl’s back, the other entwining in her long red hair as he guided her in for a searing and most definitely unfatherly kiss.

“I’m here for you.” He leaned down and nuzzled her neck, kissing the soft skin in a way that made a heat grow in her belly, “To be together like we always should have been.”

Ellie felt her mind reeling as she helplessly submitted to her father’s passionate embrace. His strong familiar hands roamed over her teenage body, so familiar and yet alien. Other smaller more nimble hands unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down her trembling legs. Ellie knew she should have been doing *something* to stop this rather than accepting it as her father sucked on her compliant tongue but it was all happening so quickly.

This was a fantasy from dark nights alone in her room but not something she truly wanted to happen. It was wrong and dirty, it would destroy their lives and family. She should stop him, do something she thought, say something at least as he brought her to the bed, laying her down on Katie’s bed.

HIs pants had vanished and he was suddenly between her legs, his massive cock bobbing threateningly, the fat purple head drooling pre-cum. Asmodeus grasped Ellie’s wrist and guided her, urging her to touch and stroke the swollen member. “Do you feel that? I need you, sweetie.”

When his fingers brushed over her wet vulva the redhead moaned and quivered as her nervous system strummed with pleasure. Ellie knew that this situation was wrong on so many levels but deep down she wanted it so much and a sense of shame mingled with youthful her small hands began, tentatively at first but then with a growing confidence, to explore and stroke obscene phallus.

“Good girl,” the demon husked as his eyes explored her pale creamy skin, admiring Ellie’s developing curves. “Look at you, Ellie. All grown up. Now tell me Princess, do you want to be Daddy’s girl?”