" Then ... Then you're untouched? I mean really untouched?" she asked."Sure am. Now what are you going to do about it, lady? What in hell did you thin... I hired you for? You're supposed to give me a guided tour." He reached out, cradled one of her beautiful breasts, and in the gentlest way possible, squeezed it.She mewed with pleasure and writhed in his arms. Then she pretended to glare at him and said, "That, mister, is a tit. I have two of them, as you may have noticed. And, buddy, I'm not at. ..”“Hopefully,” I interjected.“ ... we need to close this chapter. I need to go back to being your daughter,” she said.She paused. I thought she was finished.“With benefits,” she added, bringing a large smile to my face – which she matched.“So you’re saying there’s a chance,” I joked, but I took her hand to make sure she knew I got her point.“Are you kidding? Why should I give up this porn-level carnival of a sex life just because I want to settle down?” she laughed. “In the morning, when we. ‘Ok,’ Grace replied. ‘Can I see my body now please?’ They both looked startled.‘Erm, are you sure?’ her Mum asked.‘Yes, I need too, and I want to see Abbie.’ ‘Ok,’ Said her Dad.He walked over and pulled the sheet down, he then removed the hospital gown so that Grace was naked, she instantly tried to cover herself up but then remembered she couldn’t. She looked down at her body and realised just how tiny she now seemed. Both arms were gone so that her shoulders just rounded down into her chest. It just felt natural, easy, the way things flowed, like water running downstream. There was no effort, no direction, no plan or ulterior motives. We just talked and our path went towards the lascivious as surely as if gravity were pulling us, as though it were the most natural thing in the world for her to brag about her allegedly world-class blowjob skills, or for her to enthusiastically praise my hair and eyes and tell me that I should smile more because of how nice it was, or for me to tell.