The intense joy of a job well done. “Good morning, Daddy,” you smile sweetly and snuggle up beside me with your head resting on my furry chest. �...Good morning, Angel. That was amazing, thank you.” “That's alright, Daddy. I really wanted to taste your cum before I leave.” “Leave? I thought I was going to have you for a few days.” “No, Daddy. I have to be back at school the day after tomorrow. My flight is this afternoon.” I say nothing, but my disappointment is palpable. We lie together in. ... his fingers pumping in and out of my ass.I held him to me. Lifted my face. Lifted my lips. Kiss me.He leaned down. His lips found mine. Kissed me hard as he fingerfucked my willing ass.I broke the kiss. Held him tight. My lips next to his ear....I want you in me.I want you to fuck me.I want your cock.He looked me in the eye...You're sure?Yes. You're gentle. I trust you. I want you to take my virginity.So sweet. I'm so pleased. You want me to be your first.Yes. Yes. I want you. I want it to. To test it, I leaned over and slapped my dad on his inert cheek. It was cold, hard, and immobile."No way," I said quietly. I knew it was impossible, but I seemed to be in the moment between one second and the next. I absently scratched my nose. It felt... different. Softer, smoother somehow. Something strange was going on.I suddenly remembered one of the ornaments on our tree. It was a round mirror, and I scanned the tree until I found it and looked into it in amazement.I was changing. I didn't. ’ I place my hand in hers and feel the heat and quickening of her pulse. My own pulse automatically rises to match hers, as is the natural thing my beings do to confuse predators into feeling and hearing only one heart beat. Your grasp is light yet controlling, leading the way out of the bar and into the waning light of the evening. We walk side by side, your strides trying to match my own gate until I notice this and adjust to your more delicate shorter steps. It is nice to not have to skulk.