then you'll be disappointed

The words leave his mouth so naturally as he holds you down and begins to move in you once more. 'That was my last chance' you think as your mind begins to lose focus. "Oooo" you moan as your body is overcome with pleasure your mind breaking. The ecstasy of your new body overcomes you. No longer able to think you thrust back moaning and struggling to feel as much as you can. Your father continues to keep you pinned. A futile thing as the curse has taken full hold of you now your his... and you want to be his.

"I'm getting close" your father tells you. Your mind returning long enough to realize that your not his yet your mind your body playing tricks on you the pleasures to much to bear. 'If I can push him off I have a chance' is your last thought you rally all your will power to push him off.

"MAKE ME A MOMMY, DADDY." You shout.'what my thoughts don't match my my words' all you resistance fade as you accept your fate the curse is to strong. Your father thrusts deep into you his seed releasing as rope after rope of his baby batter fills you.