"I was angry, turned on, confused. What my wife did with this woman after I left for the office. My step daughter grinned she liked pushing the right ...uttons. I strode over and laid my hands firmly on Diane's ass cheeks. She flinched and yelped in pain. I grabbed her by the hair and led her to my mancave pushed her in and locked the door. I turned and walked back to Jasmine who was standing with a smug look on her face drinking a glass of wine."I did it for you Daddy. I lured her over and. It was so much pressure. I was just nineteen. I didn't ask for this. I didn't demand to become a futa.I trembled in my cheer uniform, staring down at my pleated skirts. My cock wasn't even hard. Usually, I had a half-chub most of the time if not a full erection. But nothing right now. I took in a deep breath. I promised Ashlie and the other cheerleaders I'd be out there. It was my fault they were so short.I'd bred the entire team. And most of them were too pregnant to perform any longer. Even. It took her years of being broken down bit by bit until she finally hit rock bottom. Her esteem had taken a battering and the once young and vibrant girl had turned into a sepia shade of herself. She withdrew from friends and family, putting up a barrier against the world. But just as the caterpillar turns to a chrysalis, turning its inside to mush, until there is hardly anything left but a soup of broken down pieces, a radical transformation was slowly taking shape.It came time for her to. "I took the tie and, as Maple raised her head willingly, I tied it around her head, covering her eyes. As Maple laid her head back down, I checked to be sure she could not see. "All set," I told Red when I was satisfied she was ready."Good," she replied, "this is going to be fun."She brought over the pan that contained the mixture of small ice cubes, crushed ice slush, and very cold water from the melted ice. "Do you have a candle?" she whispered to me.I got off the bed and went to the kitchen.