Daddy Issues

Having already abandoned his family, Alex found it quite easy to walk away from Billy, Pete, and Frank. They'd enjoyed a wild night together, and reality had rewritten itself to make it seem like Alex was in a relationship with them, but from his perspective they were still strangers. Briefly he felt a pang of guilt, knowing that the triplets had been transformed for his sexual pleasure, but that feeling didn't last. It wasn't his fault, after all, that they were changed. Whatever was happening to him was completely out of his control.

"Where are we going, daddy?" Amanda cooed, her golden hair draped over Alex as she rested her head on his shoulder.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Alex once again was glad that his transformed car was a convertible. Something about Amanda's smell made it incredibly difficult to concentrate. He wasn't sure if he'd trust himself driving if he was under her spell.

"I've spent my whole life being responsible, taking care of my family, being dutiful at my job," Alex explained, waiting at a red light, "So I figured that since things have to change, why not go with the flow. Let's have fun. I've always wanted to travel. Let's start with that."

"Oh goodie!" Amanda leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, then nuzzled back down into his shoulder.

Since leaving the office, Alex could tell that whatever had changed his life so dramatically was still in play. Amanda, for instance, no longer was clad in her extremely slutty minidress. Between walking out the door and entering the Ferrari he saw her completely change.

She still had blonde hair, she still had huge breasts, those hadn't changed at all. Alex guess that once he had decided that she would be coming with him, her context, her reason for being close to Alex, had to change as well. For some reason the Universe didn't like the idea of him being a former CEO who had convinced his sexy secretary to run away with him.

Pigtails. That was the first sign something was happening. One second Amanda's hair was long and free, the next it was tied up in two pigtails, each high on the head. Alex had blinked in amazement. No matter how many times he saw the changes occurring, he could still barely believe it. Then her minidress vanished. in its place was a plaid pleated skirt and white top. White thigh-high stockings encased her legs from her thighs to her feet, which were not clad in high-heeled Mary Jane-style shoes.

As they crossed the parking lot, Amanda grabbed Alex's hand and began to swing it as they walked. He looked at her face and saw that she was getting younger. By the time they reached the car she couldn't have been more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

"I'm so glad you adopted me, daddy," Amanda said with a sigh, her left hand rubbing the inside of Alex's thigh, "Otherwise we wouldn't be able to be together as much."

Alex swallowed hard as he turned his sports car toward the airport. He suspected that reality would adjust to make Amanda and his relationship more permanent, but this might be a bit too far for him. Amanda's hand slipped a little higher, rubbing the bulge in his pants. Having already gone through so many changes, having seen his own family transform, having had a foursome with three transformed men just the night before, Alex wondered where his line was. Should he try to put a stop to this? If he tried, would he even be able to? Amanda stopped rubbing and instead unzipped his zipper, then slid her young hand inside Alex's pants to rub him through his underwear.

Driving on, Alex decided that where ever his line was, he hadn't hit it. If it felt this good, why would he try to stop it?

"The only question, sweetie," he said to his now-adopted-daughter as she gripped his cotton-clad erection, "is where should we go?"