My daughter, Kara is better known as Shortstack. She got that nickname because one morning when she was just starting to eat solid food, I made some p...ncakes and put them on the table. She climbed up into the chair in front of the pancakes, got a fork and tried to start eating them. The picture of this is one of my favorites. Anyway, Kara is the reason for this story so let me tell you about her.She just turned 18 a few months ago. She is a perfectly normal girl, with posters of Katy Perry and. I knew that there were so few of those left. Being able totake anything seriously with that difference was something that I hadto concentrate on.I was watching a reality TV show so that I could catch up. Too bad theydidn?t let us watch the transformation of the people into their newforms. The season just trailed off before they were going to put outthe next season with them in their new forms. That was boring; I wantedto see them on their hands and knees with big girl cock in their mouthand. They had brought the bottle with them, and passed it back and forth as they talked.“So what should we do with her?” asked Kat.“Sell her to the highest bidder?” said Kelly.“We could put this picture on Craigslist, give the address, see who shows up,” suggested Kat.Kelly reached down and tugged on the nipple clamps, drawing a low moan from Sara. “Eh, I don’t really feel like sharing.”Taking seats on either side of the bed, they spent a long while just teasing poor Sara, tweaking her nipples,. She clutched and squeezed her perky C-cups, he felt himself getting harder and harder between her legs. Her slick pussy still sliding up and down the length of his shaft, rubbing against him. It was driving him crazy, he just wanted to slide himself inside her.He felt her slip over the end of length and the tip of his helmet lined up with her tight, virgin pussy. He tried to push against it, to slide himself inside her but she stopped him. She leant down to his ear and whispered, “Not yet. We.