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Subject: {ASSM} Mommy Misplaced ch2 by Rachael Ross (M/F(g) incest, First, Mast, Fantasy)
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Mommy Misplaced

Copyright 2006 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. Intended for adults
only.
Story codes: M/F(g) incest, masturbation, fantasy

Note: This is the third part of a multi-chapter story. You should read
each chapter in proper sequence in order to achieve greatest
satisfaction. All chapters completed to date may be found free of
charge at www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/rache/www/index.htm in both HTML and Plain Text
formats. -rr

Mommy Misplaced
Fiction by Rachael

Chapter 2


Jennifer had made her 11 year old body cum three times before she'd
finally had enough. She was still fully clothed, but for her tights,
which were stretched around her wide-spread creamy thighs. Her dress
had been bunched up around her waist as well, to give the woman better
access to her hungry preteen sex. She hadn't believed a girl so young
could cum that hard, or so quickly, but she had and Jennifer had gone
to sleep happy in the knowledge that she'd passed along more than just
her natural beauty to her daughter.

Amanda was enjoying pleasures of her own, but she didn't feel
particularly tired. If anything she was more awake than she'd ever
felt in her life. The feelings she was getting from playing with her
hard swollen nipples were almost intoxicating. The pleasure she found
as she fingered her wanton sex was even better than that. In fact it
felt like her whole body was tingling and sensitive and eager to feed
the child's insatiable curiosity. Wherever Amanda touched herself,
even in the unlikeliest places, the sensations would make her gasp and
moan and even cry out as her body shuddered with one small orgasm
after another.

That was why the girl was on her knees now, her pretty face buried in
the pillows, her butt raised high as she reached up from beneath,
rubbing and finger fucking her dripping pussy like there was no
tomorrow. And that was precisely what the preteen feared. She could go
to sleep that night and wake up the next morning back inside her
little 11 year old body, and that wouldn't be any fun at all. Amanda
wanted to do as much as she could, while she could, so even if she had
felt tired, she would have fought it desperately.

"Mmmm...There's my sexy wife." Tom's voice surprised Amanda.

She'd been so busy playing with herself that she hadn't heard a thing.
Not his car pulling into the driveway, not the front door opening, or
even his heavy footsteps on the stairs. She was right in the middle of
another orgasm anyway, so she could barely think of what to say or do
for a few precious seconds and that was all her daddy needed.

"Fuck, you're so hot like that!" Tom Hewitt eyed his wife's ass as she
knelt on the bed, but he wasn't wasting time either.

They enjoyed a pretty good sex life and getting a quickie during Tom's
lunch hour wasn't unheard of. Jennifer was always ready, or so it
seemed, and Tom counted his blessings, which were many. She was
gorgeous and sexy and fun as hell to be with and now she was even
reading minds, Tom thought with a grin. He dropped his pants quickly
after kicking off his shoes, but he didn't bother with socks or his
shirt. He didn't even loosen his tie.

"Here we go baby...Ohhh shit you're soaked, Jen!" Tom laughed as he
knelt behind his wife, pulling her thong aside without really noticing
it was on backwards; Amanda had pretty much pushed and pulled and
twisted it out of shape during her masturbation anyway.

Amanda was panting into the pillow, her face burning along with the
rest of her body and she was barely aware of what was happening until
she felt her Daddy rubbing something big and blunt and hard across her
fingers, nudging them out of the way so that whatever it was could rub
her pussy. Her dazed mind was just starting to come down and she
lifted her head slightly, turning to look over her shoulder at the
man, gasping with wide blue eyes as she realized her father wasn't
wearing any pants!

What was he doing?! The preteen girl asked herself, sensing the answer
rather more than knowing it for certain. Her Daddy couldn't really be
doing what she thought he was, could he? He was her father, the man
who'd helped make her just a dozen years before! The girl's mind
protested the way he was seeing her, naked and vulnerable, rubbing
herself the way she was. And even more, the voice of reason was
telling the child that he shouldn't be touching her like that. No
Daddy should ever touch his own little girl the way her Daddy was
touching her!

She could feel him now, so close, just behind her so that the soft
hair on his thighs was tickling her own long legs. The blunt head of
his penis was rubbing across her slit, up and down, replacing her
fingers and making her body shiver with anticipation. This was so
wrong, Amanda thought to herself, so totally bad to be feeling her
father's thingy against her private parts. She should scream, or run,
or something.

But she couldn't, she wouldn't, she had another part of her, a bigger
part that didn't care if he was her Daddy or not. And maybe it was
even better that he was her father, the little voice told Amanda in
that split second of time when she actually might have had a choice.
She loved her Daddy more than anyone, and she knew he loved her. Let
him prove it, the voice said, let him show you how much he loves you
and then you can show him too! Amanda tried to say no, but she was too
far gone, too inexperienced and immature to deal with her new body's
needs.

"D-Daddy?" She asked, like she couldn't believe it was really him.
She'd meant to stop him somehow, maybe, but she was still trying to
decide and all that came out was that one word.

"Yeah, baby..." Tom grinned as he lined up his cock, then he thrust
forward quickly, spearing his wife's wet and ready vagina with his
long thick penis. "...ugh! Daddy's home!"

"No...Noooo...Ohhhhh!!" Amanda moaned loudly as her pussy was stretched
suddenly, but not painfully at all. It was just a slight discomfort
that the girl barely noticed. Her pussy was aching to be filled and
the soft walls of her vagina gave way easily, molding themselves
around Tom's cock and giving him a little squeeze as if trying to draw
him deeper.

"How'd you know I was coming home?" Tom asked, taking his wife's firm
round hips in his hands and pulling her back as he pushed forward.
They both grunted with the effort as Tom's cock sank fully into
Amanda's cunt, all eight inches of it reaching for her fertile womb
and Amanda arched her back and moaned with delight.

The girl quickly forgot all about the doubts she'd had a moment
before. Daddy was loving her now, she decided, and she didn't care if
it was bad or not, cause it seemed really good!

"Feels good, huh Jen?" Tom knew his wife loved getting it doggy style.
There was just something about the way his cock moved when he was
behind her that drove the woman crazy.

Amanda couldn't imagine anything might feel like that. Her Daddy's
cock, which she hadn't even seen yet, must be huge the girl thought.
She felt like he was halfway into her tummy, but it felt so good like
that. All she could do was dig her fingers into the sheets and let her
Daddy move her body with his hands, pulling her ass back to meet his
hard thrusts over and over again.

Of course the knowledge that it was her own father fucking her was way
too much for the eleven year old. Especially since he seemed to know
it was her and not Amanda's mom he was making love to. He'd said he
was her Daddy and he didn't care? Why had she been so worried before?
He did love her! Amanda started cumming again; another hot flood
spilling out around Tom's swollen cock to run down the girl's smooth
thighs.

"Here...get up a little..." Tom said breathlessly, sliding his hands under
his wife's body so he could reach her tits. "Let me play with these
too..."

Amanda just did what she was told, like she didn't really have a will
of her own at all. Part of her thought she should say something, to
tell her Daddy how wrong this was. But every time she opened her mouth
the only thing that would come out was a shrill cry of ecstasy. And
then the girl would forget all about saying anything, because her
pussy would start to spasm uncontrollably, contracting around her
Daddy's cock like a velvet fist.

"Damn...I'm gonna cum soon, baby...fuck..." Tom was panting, his body damp
with sex as he fucked his wife hard, driving his cock in and out of
her cunt like a jackhammer. And all the while he played with her
nipples, pinching them between his middle and ring fingers while he
pulled them up against Amanda's jerking body. It was good hard sex,
just the way Tom and his wife enjoyed it.

"I'm gonna...I gotta pull out soon...oh shit...fuck it Jen, fuck Daddy's
cock..." Tom could feel his cum rising, his balls starting to tighten
and his entire body knotting up with the effort to hold back. Jen
didn't use birth control, all they used was condoms and Tom had been a
little too eager for Jen's hot body to waste time getting one out of
the nightstand.

"Ohh...god...Daddddy...ohhhh...." Amanda loved having her boobs played with
like that. It was so much better having someone else do it. And the
penis inside her was driving the poor girl mad with lust. She loved it
completely and hoped her Daddy would never stop. She didn't care if he
made a thousand babies inside her, just as long as he didn't stop
moving it in and out of her pussy.

.=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Across the hall, Jennifer was roused from her short nap by sounds she
couldn't identify at first. The bed was squeaking loudly and Jen
thought maybe Amanda was jumping on it again, trying to break it
completely. And then she heard her own voice moaning and then
groaning, well it was her daughter's voice now, but Jen was pretty
sure she knew what the girl was up to. And then, just as Jennifer
opened her door and stepped into the hallway, she heard her husband's
unmistakable voice, telling Jen to fuck her daddy's dick.

That didn't make a whole lot of sense to Jen, since she was standing
there and not in her own bed at all. So that must mean... Jennifer's
eyes went wide and her mouth opened silently. Amanda!

Her husband must be fucking Amanda and that thought was so alien to
the woman that she had to take a few seconds to understand it
completely. He couldn't be doing that, Amanda was his own daughter!
Tom loved her and he'd never, ever do anything like that, Jen was
certain. But now he was and, oh...Jennifer looked down at her body. Her
daughter's 11 year old body, still dressed nice, if just a little
wrinkled and somewhat damp with preteen pussy juice.

Tom was fucking his daughter Amanda, but he thought she was Jennifer,
his wife. But why would he think that? Jennifer narrowed her eyes.
Unless Amanda hadn't told her daddy what was going on.

"Why that sneaky little slut!" Jennifer whispered under breath.

The little girl hadn't said a word, Jennifer was sure, because if she
had Tom would have wanted to see his wife, meaning his daughter, just
to make sure his wife wasn't cracking up. But Tom hadn't come into
Amanda's room, he hadn't woken up Jennifer and demanded explanation.
All he'd done was found his sexy wife in bed and, Jennifer smiled
despite herself, she knew well enough what Tom was like when he came
home for lunch!

So it wasn't her husband's fault, Jen decided, it was all on her
daughter, Amanda, who was getting the first fuck of her young life.
Well, sighed Jennifer to herself, at least her daughter was getting a
good one. Tom had a nice dick and he knew how to use it. Thankfully
Jen knew her husband would never make love to her without a condom. He
knew Jennifer didn't want another child and she'd been trying to talk
him into a vasectomy for a long time. Tom was a good husband, he was
careful...usually.

Jen's head jerked up as she thought about those few times when Tom
didn't wear a condom. He'd pulled out, sure, but only at the very last
possible second and it usually took a couple reminders from Jen to
keep his mind focused too. If Amanda didn't care, or worse...What if she
actually wanted a baby with her Daddy? Then...

.=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Jen opened the door and stepped into the bedroom quickly, staring at a
scene she really hadn't wanted to imagine, but was now confronted
with. Her own husband kneeling behind her body, thrusting his cock
into his own daughter's womb without realizing it. And the girl,
Jennifer's innocent angel, was pushing herself onto her father's penis
like a bitch in heat. Knowing what she'd find had been bad enough, but
to witness it was like an electric shock to Jennifer's young body,
bringing her to a dead stop, with her eyes wide and mouth open.
Perhaps the most disturbing thing was that she was actually seeing
herself, her own body making love to the man she'd married.

"I...I gotta pull out...I'm gonna cum..." Tom had his eyes closed, his face
a mask of pleasure as he fucked his wife's sweet pussy.

"Nooo...Daddy...don't stop....don't..." Amanda moaned, turning her head to
look at her father, to beg him not to pull out of her yet. The girl
caught sight of her mother then. "Mommy?" She stared at Jennifer, her
body freezing like a statue.

"Wha...?" Tom slammed his cock deep, using his grip on Amanda's breasts
to pull her back hard as he opened his eyes and then turned to see
what his wife was looking at. "Amanda?" He gasped and then groaned as
his cock jerked inside his wife's pussy, pumping his hot seed into her
womb.

"No!" Jennifer suddenly regained her senses as she realized what was
happening. "No, don't cum inside me!" She almost leaped the few feet
that separated her from the bed and grabbed her husband by the waist,
digging her small fingers into his damp hot flesh and trying to pull
him away.

Tom stared at his daughter, not really hearing what she was saying.
His mind, so intently focused on sex a split second before, couldn't
quite comprehend that his daughter was in the room, witnessing their
sex.

"How come you're not in school?" He finally managed to ask, his voice
breaking as he arched his back against the sensation of his cock
spurting merrily away deep in his wife's clasping cunt. If anything
the effort of trying to speak normally to his daughter in such a
situation was only making it better.

Amanda was lost to it completely, however. As soon as she'd seen her
mother standing there, the girl had suffered her best and biggest
orgasm yet, finding herself suddenly wracked with guilt and
humiliation at being discovered with her own Daddy. Or perhaps it was
the sudden sensation of her father's cock seeming to swell even larger
and then exploding with a rush of incestuous sperm that struck the
soft pillow of her cervix like a soft kiss. She could feel it
spreading through her womb, filling the deepest recesses of her sex
with a distinct and comfortable warmth.

"Get off of her!" Jennifer was practically screaming and as she tugged
against her husband it finally seemed to rouse the man from his
stupor.

"Oh shit!" He pulled his cock out quickly, practically falling off the
bed as he lost his balance and Jennifer had to sidestep quickly for
fear of being squashed. Her husband was now a lot bigger than she was,
after all.

"Ohhhmmm...Daddy...don't..." Amanda moaned, but she was on cloud 9 anyway.
Her body was shaking like a leaf and she instinctively brought her
hands between her legs, unhappy with the sudden emptiness she felt.

"Oh, you be quiet!" Jennifer glanced at her daughter as her husband
tried to cover himself and his wife with twisted sheets, the way his
desire to protect Amanda from her parents' nudity demanded.

"Princess...you, uh...you should knock first..." He was panting and fumbling
around, trying to avoid his daughter's gaze. "Mommy and daddy were
just, uh..."

"Fucking, yeah I could tell." Jennifer spat, crossing her arms over
her flat preteen chest. She watched as Tom's jaw dropped and his eyes
narrowed as shock turned to anger.

"Now, just a moment young lady..." He started, but Jennifer cut him off.

"Only that wasn't me you were fucking, Tom." Jen shook her pretty
blonde head. "That's you're daughter." She was losing her anger
slowly, her voice softening as Jen reminded herself it wasn't really
her husband's fault.

"What?" Tom stared at his little girl and thought he was beginning to
understand why she wasn't in school.

"I'm your wife." Amanda was saying. "And that woman is Amanda. We got
switched somehow, our brains or something, and..."

"I see..." Tom said slowly, nodding his head. "...your brains got
switched."

"I've been trying to figure it out." Jen sighed. "I called Dr. Pierce,
twice..."

"And uh, what did um...what did she say?" Tom asked reasonably, glancing
at his wife who was still face down on the bed, rubbing her pussy
slowly as sperm and girl juice dripped out between her fingers.
Mercifully that part of her was covered up by the sheet Tom had
covered her with.

"She didn't believe me!" Jen suddenly burst into tears and she ran to
her husband who was sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapping her arms
around him and burying her face against his chest. "She thought I was
crazy!"

"Uh, well...dear, I could see how..." Tom hugged his daughter tentatively,
feeling very confused and more than a little concerned.

"I tried calling you too, but your secretary said you were gone and
then I just had to lie down..." Jennifer sobbed, her little girl voice
cracking and her small body trembling.

"I see, sure, um...let's go lie down some more, okay, Amanda? And..."

"I'm not Amanda!" Jen pushed herself back, staring up at her husband's
face. "I told you that! I'm Jennifer! I'm your wife!"

"Right, Jen..." Tom licked his lips. "I...yeah, okay...um...Well, let's go lie
down and let me call Dr. Pierce, alright? We'll get this all sorted
out."

"You...You believe me...right, Tom?" Jen swallowed thickly, her bright
blue eyes floating in tears as they searched her husband's face.

"Well, sure, Jen...of course I believe you." He tried to give her a
reassuring smile. "You're my wife."

"I knew you would." Jennifer let out the breath she was holding and
hugged her husband again, feeling all of her anger and frustration
seem to melt away in his strong arms. He'd straighten it out, the
woman thought, he'd make everything right again.

Tom managed to get his daughter into her own bedroom, wrapping himself
in a sheet and guiding the little girl gently with his hand on her
back. She must be having a breakdown of some kind, Tom was thinking to
himself. He wondered if he'd put too much stress on her to do well at
school, or maybe he hadn't given her enough attention, spending too
many hours in the office.

Other worries filled his mind too, although he did his best to shut
them out. Thoughts of drugs especially. His little girl wouldn't do
anything like that, he was sure. But maybe she'd taken something
without knowing it? Tom's mind went in circles, trying to find a
reason for his daughter's delusions as he got her into bed.

.=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Amanda had stopped cumming, mostly anyway; enough so she could listen
to her parents talking before they went to her room. She didn't like
the way her mother sounded, like she wasn't happy being Amanda, like
she wanted things to go back the way they were before. That was bad
news for the girl, who was enjoying her new body more and more.
Especially now that she'd had real sex! At first it had scared her,
especially since it was her own Daddy who was doing it, but then it
had felt so good that Amanda had forgotten all about that little
detail. She was a woman; she was her father's wife, so why shouldn't
she have sex? Especially with him! She was big now, Amanda thought,
she could do whatever she wanted.

But not if her mother had anything to say about it. That was the bad
news, Amanda's mom could be pretty strict when she had to be. Her dad
was easy; he always gave in when his daughter really wanted something,
but not her mom. Amanda had a pretty good hunch her mom could probably
convince her daddy that they had to switch back. Amanda wasn't sure
how they would do that, but her father could fix anything, so the
little girl frowned and rubbed her pussy some more, trying to think
hard. She had to convince him not to change them back, at least not
for a little while. Amanda still had a lot of fun ahead of her! Too
much fun to let her mom spoil it.

The little girl in the big body wondered if her daddy had made a baby
in her tummy. He'd sure put his wiener thingy inside her deep, Amanda
thought with a happy little sigh. That had felt really good,
especially when his sperm stuff came out. That had been the best and
the girl couldn't believe how much of it there was! It was still
coming out of her, even though she'd practically been scooping it out
with her fingers for 5 minutes. It was still warm too, sort of gooey
though and a little nasty looking.

Amanda examined the sperm on her fingers, mixed a little with her own
copious juices, and thought it didn't really smell that bad. She had
the urge to taste it too, sort of like the weird urge she had to bite
her toenail clippings, which she'd never told anyone about in her
life. Amanda decided she wouldn't tell anyone about this either as she
brought her fingers to her mouth, taking a tentative lick at first and
finding that not entirely unpleasant, pushed her fingers into her
mouth completely, sucking them like odd shaped lollipops.

"Mmmm..." Amanda smiled, sucking and swallowing the fuck juice from her
fingers and then bringing her hand back down to her pussy for more.
"That's pretty good!" She giggled to herself. The preteen just wished
it wasn't so slimey, but even that wasn't bad after awhile, when she
got used to it. It was the same stuff that had made her anyway, which
really seemed funny. "Daddy's sperm...Mmmmm." She sighed to herself

She wondered what her parents were doing. Probably talking, Amanda
thought, but they'd been gone a long time. Ten minutes at least, and
that seemed like forever to a little girl who wanted to fuck some
more. Cleaning her sloppy pussy and eating the remains of her Daddy's
spoon had kept the girl on the edge and the fires were still
smoldering in her tummy. If her father hadn't planted a baby in her
belly already, Amanda was determined that he soon would. She wanted to
experience everything as soon as possible. And besides, she'd always
wanted a little sister, or even a baby brother, but a little sister
would be better. If she switched back with her mom, Amanda knew that
would never happen.

That thought brought some doubt into the girl's mind, like maybe they
were taking so long because Daddy was fixing the problem. Maybe he'd
listened to his wife, nodded his head and snapped his fingers. "I know
just who to call!" Amanda imagined her father saying. That would be
really bad, the girl thought, so Amanda decided she'd better go see
what was going on!

.=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Did you bump your head? Or fall down maybe, or take some medicine
that you shouldn't have?" Tom was asking his wife as she lay on the
bed, hugging her daughter's teddy bear while he stroked her thigh
gently.

She was still dressed, wearing that same beautiful dress and white
tights and black shoes, and Jennifer was enjoying the way her
husband's hand moved across her body. He was a big man, not fat or
anything, just large and healthy the way a man should be. All of 6'3"
tall and 200 pounds he looked more like an athlete than a real estate
agent. He had natural good looks, warm brown eyes and a generous smile
that people found genuine. He'd done well selling real estate, very
well, and he provided a good life for his family. Jennifer loved him a
great deal and whenever something had her depressed she'd always
turned to Tom and found solace in his loving arms.

"No, nothing like that..." She said softly. "I just woke up like this, I
don't know why."

She looked up at her husband, licking her lips and remembering how
he'd looked making love with her body. She'd already forgiven him for
having sex with Amanda, that had been her daughter's fault, not his,
and Amanda was on mommy's unhappy list now. But still, the memory of
it was exciting and Jennifer felt butterflies rising in her tummy. Her
young body was learning quick, responding to the desires in her mind
just like it was supposed to, and Jen moved a hand down, putting it on
top of her husband's so she could guide his fingers a little higher.

"How about, uh..." Tom was having a hard time accepting what his
daughter was telling him, obviously, and it made conversation
difficult because he didn't want to slip up again. Every time he
called the girl 'Amanda' she got angry and it frightened him a little.
He didn't know anything about schizophrenia, but that was the word
that kept popping into his brain. "How about Amanda, what um, what did
she say about it?"

"Amanda?" Jennifer laughed ruefully. "She loves it. She's a big girl
now. She wants to drive to the mall, get a boyfriend, make babies
and..." Jennifer stared at her husband, squeezing his hand tightly. "You
came inside her, didn't you?"

"I wish you wouldn't talk like that." Tom sighed. "What we did was..."

"She's your daughter, Tom!" Jennifer almost screamed. "And that's my
body! I don't want another baby, you know that! How could you?" She
let go of her husband's hand and rolled over, giving the man her back
as she hugged the stuffed toy tightly.

Tom rolled his eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.
His daughter was losing her mind; that was the only possible
explanation. He reached out as if to touch her shoulder, but drew away
in frustration. She was just like her mother when she got mad, turning
away from him and sulking. Tom hated that, especially the silent
treatment which seemed to be his wife's favorite form of punishment.
Now Amanda had learned it too, he thought. "Great." He muttered, loud
enough so the girl would know he was unhappy.

.=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Is everything okay?" Amanda opened the door, peering into the room.
She hadn't bothered covering herself up, the girl liked her new body a
lot and didn't see any real reason to be shy with it. She'd merely
fixed her g-string and pulled her bra into the right position.

Tom looked at his wife and shrugged. He didn't say anything, he just
stood and walked over to her, slipping out of the bedroom and closing
the door so they could talk privately.

"She says she's you." Tom said seriously, but it was hard not to smile
a little just because it sounded funny saying it.

"Really?" Amanda pursed her lips, trying to imagine what her mom might
say in a situation like that.

"Yeah. She didn't say anything to you?" The man looked at his wife,
feeling his cock stirring as he could still smell their recent
lovemaking. And seeing her standing there like that...Tom's heart picked
up speed. She looked like a porn star or something, which was a bit
different, but very sexy too. Tom liked it.

"Just um, she didn't feel good this morning." Amanda swallowed hard
knowing that once she'd started lying there was no going back, but the
girl just couldn't give up her mom's body yet. "I told her to stay
home and get some rest."

Amanda thought she was doing a pretty good impression of her mom.
Having her body helped a lot though, especially since her hard brown
nipples were poking through the holes in that fire engine red bra. Her
Daddy didn't seem to be paying attention to much else.

"Maybe I should, uh...call the doctor and..."

"Oh, she hates doctors!" Amanda said, shaking her head. "Maybe it's
just a uh, a fever thingy."

"A fever thingy?" Tom looked at his wife and laughed. "Now you sound
like Amanda." His daughter liked to use the word 'thingy' sometimes,
when she couldn't think of the word she wanted, and Tom had always
found it cute.

"Oh, you know what I mean." Amanda blushed, but only because she'd
almost got caught. She had to remember to talk like her mom, not
herself, and that was going to be harder than she thought.

"I feel kind of bad that she caught us fucking like that." Tom said,
moving his hands to Amanda's hips and giving her a squeeze.

Amanda blinked at the word, but caught herself and nodded slowly. Her
daddy wanted more sex and so did she, it was hard to contain the rush
of excitement she felt at his touch and the girl tried to think of a
good reply.

"Yeah, we should um, we should fuck some more and uh, lock the door
maybe." She tried to smile sexily at her Daddy, hoping she was doing
it right.

"You think?" Tom laughed. "I'm supposed to show the Reasoner Property
at two." He glanced at his watch. "Not much time..."

"Oh, please?" Amanda whined softly, her desires besting the child
easily, as they usually did. "Just once more okay? Really fast." She
giggled and blushed, barely believing she was actually asking her own
father to have sex with her. "I wanna make a baby."

"What?" Tom stared at his wife. She was acting strange, that was for
sure, but Jennifer wanting a baby? That was beyond strange, that was
almost...crazy.

"A baby." Amanda nodded, feeling her excitement growing. "Oh please
Daddy? I really want a..." She stopped talking as her mind caught up
with her mouth. "I mean, Tom..." Amanda offered weakly but it was too
late.

"Why'd you call me 'Daddy'?" The man asked, giving her a hard little
squeeze to punctuate his question. He wasn't a brain surgeon, but no
one had ever accused Tom of being dumb either. "What's going on?"

"N-Nothing's going on." Amanda shook her head. "I just like the sound
of it. Can't I call you Daddy if I want? Don't you like it?"

Tom stared at the woman hard, as if he might see something in
Jennifer's eyes to explain all this madness. "Where was the last place
we made love on our honeymoon? The very last place. Where was it,
Jen?" There were only two people in the entire world who knew the
answer to that, and they should have been standing face to face in
that little hallway in that little house in that little town.

But they weren't.

It was quiet for a long time and finally Tom realized that the woman
standing in front of him didn't know the answer. He stepped back,
swallowing hard and looking her up and down for a moment before
turning away from her. He opened the bedroom door, pushing it wide
open so it banged against Amanda's bookcase with a loud thump.

"Where was the last place we had sex on our honeymoon?" He asked his
daughter, who was still curled up on her bed, ignoring everything.

It was quiet for a long ten seconds and Tom started asking again, but
the girl on the bed cut him off.

"On the airplane." Amanda's mouth replied, but it was Jennifer's voice
Tom heard. "Twice."

"Jennifer?" He asked, staring at his daughter's body. "It's really...you
were telling the truth? How...Why?" Tom felt like the whole world was
spinning backwards suddenly, and he lost his balance, deciding to sit
on the floor for a minute or two until someone in charge fixed it.

"I'm sorry, Daddy!" Jennifer, who was really Amanda on the inside,
began crying softly, feeling terribly bad all of a sudden for lying
the way she had to her father. She knelt down next to him, needing a
big forgiving hug more than anything else in the world right then and
Tom gave it to her, but tried to keep some separation because she was
practically naked after all.

Jennifer, in Amanda's little 11 year old body, rolled over and looked
at her family, shaking her head and frowning. She was still mad, a
little, at her husband for not believing her, and at Amanda for not
telling the truth when it was more important than ever. But she was a
good mom and a loving wife and it was always hard for her to stay mad
for much more than 15 or 20 minutes. She got out of bed and walked
over so all three of them could share in the moment, coming together
finally and determined to make the best out of an awkward situation.


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End of Chapter 2

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