Dad gave me a week or so to heal up but he made sure to fuck me three times a day, before and after work and again before bed. He told me that I was j...st as good as my mother was and maybe even better. I took that as a compliment.Then Friday right after I got home from school Dad was waiting for me with six men. It was about three-thirty and Dad told me to go into my room and get undressed. I was a whore so I need to get paid for sex by Johns. Apparently Dad had become my pimp. That night. “Nice and hard, I guess you didn’t hate it too much.”Daniel was shocked that he was hard and throbbing. He reached down and wrapping his fingers around his cock began to stroke it. No reason to be modest here, not anymore, not after what he’d been made to do. He began stroking.John grabbed his hand, stopped him. “No, not until I say so.”“What,” Daniel moaned.“You heard me,” John smiled. “I’ll tell you when and where and I’ll know if you don’t comply. If you ever don’t follow my orders, you’re. He kept moving back and forth over my body Burying his hard dick even deeper with every brutal stroke. Suddenly he decided to take off the cloth from my eyes; the first thing I knew, was that I was being fucked in my own bedroom; onto my own marital bed…I turned my head to see who was fucking me in such a brutal manner and then I got frozen when I saw it was Jose; our old Mexican gardener…“Oh Ma’am… I knew some day I could enjoy that nice wet pussy of yours”He whispered smiling as he saw my. " The dog barked...as if tosay yes, that's right. She continued, "Her memories are coming tome...the more I think about it the more I remember." She paused againthen looked into her master's eyes and said, "Thank you Master. Ialways wondered what it was like to be a human. Is this forever?" Withthat she reached her new human arm and hand put them on my chest andlook deep into my eyes - just the same way she did as my dog.At the same moment, the girl that was now inside the dog...with thechanged.