I started imagining her nude and it made me hard. I had never ever thought that I would get a hard-on, thinking about my own daughter. I was lost in m... own thoughts now. I had watched a lot of incest porn but I have never imagined about my own daughter. And tonight I felt a strange urge. An urge to express my feeling towards my little daughter.And then, the first mistake of the night took place!Almost involuntarily, I pressed Jui’s left breast very gently. Jui, looked back, puzzled. But limits. I heard from the hallway that someone was in the kitchen preparing a snack. “I’m leaving for the day,” I said as I walked into the kitchen as I noticed Kira standing by the counter. But completely naked! “Oh, sorry!” I said and looked up into the ceiling. “Don’t be shy,” she said with a strong Russian accent as she held up bowl of ice cream. “Would you like some ice cream?” I looked down at Kira, she sure had a hot body for being pregnant. She had a cute smile too, and to be polite I should. They worked by using cellular mitochondria to make copies of themselvesand to go on to rebuild (or destroy) specific chromosomes in that cell.On the bench was a petri dish holding a layer of male skin cells. As aproof of concept, Professor Farnsworth had programmed the nanites toenter these skin cells and re-write their "male" Y-chromosome with a new"female" X-chromosome - effectively feminising the cell culture.Carefully (he well knew the potential dangers of uncontrolled naniterelease). Lips pressed harder, more eagerly against each other’s. Slipping his tongue into her mouth only added fuel to the fire that was burning within him – and her.Tongues twirled and twisted for several moments as Rachel’s breathing and heartbeat quickened in response to the flames of passion burning hotter. She was melting and not from the warm sun beating down on her. His kisses had stirred the fire, increasing in intensity, becoming all-consuming.Forgetting all about lunch, a more desperate.