"Aren't you a tad old to be sitting on my lap?"She could feel his hard on growing even larger against her thigh. "Why do you say that, Dad? Don't you ...lways say I'm your little girl?" Yeah, but," he began.She felt him squirming under her. She knew his cock was being bent in an uncomfortable angle under her ass. "No buts, Dad. I know you want me." How can you talk like that?" he scolded her."Because," she said and reached down, slid her hand under his belt, and grabbed his rigid member. "A girl. I awkwardly stood up, unleashed the b**st, pointed it at the toilet, and pissed. It took a few seconds for the stream to get started. When I was finished, I flushed, washed my hands at the sink and turned to g- Ripple, ripple, splash... "Don't go yet, Ryan, I haven't seen you in a while. Let's chat," the sultriness in her voice was turned up to well-past eleven. She goddamn well-knew the effect she was having on me, goddammit. "Okkaaayyyyy," I said, stretching the word, turning from the sink to. Carly knew Natalie was far too responsible to ever let herself get crazy drunk without a reliable, sober ride home. ‘Well…ok,’ Natalie agreed with less-than-subtle reluctance, ‘Just as long as you promise me this isn’t some last ditch effort to set us up again.’ ‘I promise,’ Carly said, ‘You two made it pretty obvious last time that there’s no chemistry between you. Besides, all I’m really trying to do here is get myself out of the doghouse.’ With that, Natalie agreed to contact Andrew and ask. He examined me and agreed that my penis was still shrinking and my boobs were growing He added another prescription and when Candy came back with them. They looked a lot like aspirin. By the end of winter of that year, my cock had shrunk to the point it was nonexistent, actually looked more like a deformed pussy than a cock and my tits had grown to the point I was having trouble hiding them. A few weeks earlier I had gone as far as buying a couple of pairs of overalls thinking the bib would.