.. She helps him by crawling forward and turning away – presenting her lovely rear end to him.He sniffs at her arse – his big wet snout pushing up...against her flesh – smearing snot all over her buttocks ... Then he begins to shuffle forward, pushing up against her ... Pushing so hard that she is forced to brace herself, lowering from her hands to her elbows, her boobs brushing against the straw and mud on the floor as she places her forearms out infront of her – edging her knees a little. "I couldn't believe my ears, but the knowledge that my daughter was not only willing but also eager to have me screw her sent a tremendous thrill through me and I reached out to stroke her ample young tits. Grinning at me as I took my time about playing with her ripe globes my daughter protested that she was too knackered for more sex, but she made no effort to move away from my caresses even when I moved a hand down to her pussy to explore it thoroughly. Gasping and trembling as she leant. " "I thought they needed him out there. Besides, he'll be back in a few days." "Will he? Or will I have another useless, traumatized woman for a patient?" I put down the book and left the infirmary without another word. # Daily, I noted the names of the vanished men and new transformees in my log. Every day more names; we were like a flock of sheep with the farmer coming for two of us each day with the gelding knife. I had never felt so helpless. We were fighting men with nothing to. About three in the morning I woke up, alert. The sounds were there again; vague, a****l noises. I went to my window and opened it, listening. It still sounded like it was coming from her basement. Coming to a decision, I got dressed in dark clothes and quietly went out my back door. Outside of the usual traffic noises, nothing was audible. I went around the side of my house to the front edge of the mutual fence, looked around to verify that nobody was around, and crept around the side of her.