I hid behind the door as I opened it. Owen was stood there. "I hope you havn't started without me", he said with a sly smirk on his face."You had bett...r come in", I replied opening the door and revealing myself to him. He was smiling as his gazed looked me up and down. His smile grew as his eyes stopped on my breasts and again as they stopped on my wet pussy and thighs. "Well, well what have you been up to?", he said. With that he lifted me up so that my legs were around his waist I could feel. I look at the mirror to see her bare ass and see the 3 red marks that I have left across both ass cheeks. She turns back to me and puts her butt in my face to show me the marks, as I am looking at her rear, I notice that she is so wet on the inside of her thighs. I grab her by the waist and bend her back over my knee, she starts resisting a little and I say to her "Are you enjoying your punishment?" She giggles a little and replies "No, of course not". "No? Well your pussy says otherwise. She had also learned how to use makeup, and her blond hair was even longer and girlier than before.I was amazed when I watched her while we were alone at home; despite some very slight details, she looked completely like a girl. She had started to even sound feminine, even though her voice was still recognizably boyish."Dad, I would like to start hormones one day," she once said to me, when she came to my office while I was working, "what would you say about that?" What do you want me to say. "Daddy! You can't tell Mom! She will kill me!! It's not fair!" She was almost becoming hysterical, going on and on about how Mom would ground her and take away everything and her life would be ruined. I've never seen so many tears. I actually felt sorry for the little thing. "Shhh, okay okay," I coaxed, pulling her onto my lap. I put my arm around her shoulder, stroking her long, thick hair. Her big blue eyes looking, no pleading, at me. Her big pink lips quivering, her little breasts.