Brittany, John's Daughter

"Oh, that's easy. Brittany please!"

"Really?" I asked. "That was quick. Care to explain why it was so fast?"

"Simple. I've always wanted to restart my life, and you do seem kinda hot. I'd love to have you as my dad."

"Works for me," I shrugged. I program her.

"You are now Brittany Doe, my teen daughter."

Kim, or Brittany, wakes up as she erased from memory. She hugs me.

"Hi, Daddy," said Brittany. "Can I have the car, please?"

"Sure," I said. "But don't stay out too late."

I toss her the keys and she heads out.