You're safe here, with me. I will protect you." It all felt so soothing and comforting. I sighed.And began."Dad has been a police officer ever since h... got out of high school. First in the Navy Shore patrol, then in NYPD, Finally, here in Elkton. He worked his way to Chief, here. He and mom met in New York. I don't know why she was there, but she was."I was about three years old when mom was killed by a drunk driver. I don't remember her at all. But I do remember that Dad was terribly hurt by. Keep going.." She said seductively. I finished stripping. I stood naked in front of Mrs. Beach. Wow. "Go and stand in front of my desk, place your hands on the desk, palms down" She ordered.I did as I was told like a good boy, and stood by the desk. I stood there for a moment, wondering what was going to happen next, when I felt a very big pain on my arse."What the fuck!" I yelled as Mrs. Beach hit my arse with her meter stick, used for measuring things, not for hitting spanking students, I. I just tripped.” I felt a weird yet familiar sensation in the pit of my stomach and added, “Maybe later.”When I get those weird sensations sometimes they pass and sometimes they don’t and they get worse and I need an injection of my Dad’s semen in my body.“Treatment?” asked Bree.She had heard that? I had hoped I was the only one who heard Dad say that. I wasn’t sure I wanted to talk about this. But if I were to go out on a date with either or both of them They’d need to know. I turned to Dad. . I want this.” He sighed and then looked me over again. I squirmed a bit, avoiding his gaze. Even while wearing my favorite dress, I could see he was imagining what was under it. It seemed it was taking him quite an effort to do. As if for the first time, he finally could see me as a woman. “Once we do this, there is no turning back... I won’t... be able to see you as I used to.” “I know...” I felt my face blush, hard. “I’m a grown woman now. I want it to be you.” I looked at him and.