The Father: Joe.

You've made your choice. You fly right into Joe's face, the smoke that makes up your form going into his mouth and down his throat. Your body expands to fill up the inside of his own, your vision blacks out as the strange senses of your spectral form fade away and the senses of your new body and mind slam into place. You are seeing through the eyes of Joe Carson.

The first thing you feel is Elsa. Looking down, you see the two round mounds of her ass slamming back and forth onto your crotch, her tight folds wrapped around your fat dick. You run a hand over your abs, never having been this muscular before in your life. Joe clearly takes care of himself. "Daddy?" Elsa looks back at you, lust in her eyes. "Is something wrong?" You place your hands on her behind. "No, Honey. Nothing." Then you start to pound her like mad! "OH DADDY!" She squeals in joy. You grab one of her legs and lift it up, showing off your lovemaking to Mona on the couch. In between the moans brought on by Milo's tongue she says "Oh, that is- ah -beautiful, honey." You feel a building pressure in your balls. "I'm almost ready to cum, baby! What do you think, should I blow my load in her? Or should I shoot it all over her face!" Elsa giggles and says "Do it in me! I wanna feel your hot spunk all up in my cunt!" Mona chimes in with "You shouldn't swear, sweetie." "Sorry Mommy." As the the tension peaks, you make a split-second decision and pull out at the last minute, spraying jizz all over Elsa.

"Awww, No fair Daddy! Was I not good enough?" Uh-oh, What would Joe say to that? "Um... Yeah." Your voice is smooth and deep now. "You were bad. Very bad. Don't let me catch you doing something like that again." That something a dad would say, right? "Okay, Daddy." Nailed it.