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   bobandcarole wrote:   
   > This story contains sexual material. It   
   > is to be read by adults only. You have   
   > warned.   
   >   
   > Daddy's Little Girl (nc pedo inc)   
   >   
   > By Moxy   
   >   
   > The events of the past few months had really   
   > gotten to Chrissy. First, her Mommy and daddy   
   > had a big fight, then Mommy left. She remembered   
   > the night they fought, and some of the words   
   > she heard from her hiding place half-way down   
   > the stairs.   
   >   
   > "You sick bastard!",  her Mommy had yelled at   
   > her daddy. "How could you even THINK of such   
   > a thing?! She's only 14 years old, and she's   
   > your DAUGHTER!!, for Christ's sake!".   
   >   
   > "You're damn right she's my daughter!!", snarled   
   > Daddy. She's  got to learn about this sometime,   
   > and I'd rather she learned it from me, than some   
   > heartless bastard of a boyfriend!".   
   >   
   > Chrissy had overheard Mommy and Daddy fighting   
   > a lot during the previous few months, but she   
   > did not understand what they were fighting about.   
   >   
   > She didn't like it when they fought, and while   
   > she missed her Mommy, she was glad that the agruing   
   > had stopped. There were a few incidents since   
   > Mommy had left, however.  ne day, Mommy came over   
   > and was arguing with Daddy in the living room.   
   >   
   > Chrissy had come home from school and entered   
   > the house through the garage door, so Mommy and   
   > Daddy didn't know she was home yet.   
   >   
   > "I swear to god George, if you touch her, I"ll   
   > have you locked away for the rest of your goddamn   
   > life!!", her Mommy had yelled. "Look, we've been   
   > over this before!", Daddy yelled back. "She's got   
   > to learn about this sometime, and that sometime   
   > might as well be now. I am not going to hurt her.   
   > Believe me, once these pills kick in, she's going   
   > to love it!"   
   >   
   > Chrissy wondered who he was talking about, and   
   > what this pill stuff was all about. She felt guilty   
   > for eavesdropping, but she was curious.   
   >   
   > "What if she's able to resist the effects of the   
   > drug?", her Mommy asked. "If she doesn't go completely   
   > under, she might be afraid." "Don't worry about that,"   
   > her Daddy reassured Mommy,"the guy I bought these   
   > from said they're powerful enough to put an elephant   
   > in heat."   
   >   
   > "There's no way she could possibly resist their   
   > effects. When we're finished, I'll put her out with   
   > some sleeping gas, and she'll think the whole thing   
   > was just a nice, wet dream." Daddy finished.   
   >   
   > Her Mommy seemed less then assured. "I still think   
   > it's a bad idea. Chrissy's not ready yet." Her and   
   > Daddy talked some more, then Mommy left. Chrissy was   
   > starting to understand what was going on. Daddy was   
   > going to drug her somehow, though she didn't understand   
   > what the drug was going to do to her.   
   >   
   > Then, when whatever  was supposed to happen happened,   
   > Daddy would make her take a whiff of sleeping gas,   
   > and put her to sleep. "Well,", thought Chrissy,"I'm   
   > just going to have to be careful and not let Daddy   
   > drug me.   
   >   
   > Life over the next few days was more or less normal   
   > for Chrissy. She got up in the morning, made her   
   > bed, and got dressed for school each day. Daddy   
   > would have breakfast waiting for Chrissy each morning,   
   > but Chrissy tricked Daddy by sneaking the food   
   > underneath the table to the dog. She would then   
   > eat at school. "Daddy's not going to be able to   
   > drug me," thought Chrissy,"I'm way too smart for   
   > him!"   
   >   
   > Daddy knew that Chrissy was not eating her food.   
   > "Silly little girl" thought Daddy,"Does she think   
   > I don't notice when she eats a plate of food in 30   
   > seconds? HA!  She must have overheard me and her Mom   
   > talking the other day. I guess I'm going to have to   
   > be creative."   
   >   
   > The next day, before Chrissy got home from her daily   
   > cheerleading practice, Daddy whipped up a special   
   > batch of his famous lemonade. He mixed in a pouch   
   > full of white powder into the lemonade. "One sip   
   > of this shit, and Chrissy will be my rutting little   
   > fuck doll!!", thought Daddy gleefully. He finished   
   > preparing the lemonade, then put it in the fridge   
   > with a sign on it marked "Daddy's lemonade- Please   
   > do not touch."   
   >   
   > When Chrissy got home, Daddy hid in the pantry and   
   > peeked through the curtains to watch his little girl   
   > as she entered the kitchen. "Daddy? Are you home?",   
   > called Chrissy. "I guess not..." she  mumbled to   
   > herself.   
   >   
   > She headed over to the fridge, and opened it up.   
   > "Geez, I wish I could trust the food in this house,   
   > but I have no idea if Daddy drugged any of it." She   
   > gazed into the fridge and spied the lemonade.   
   >   
   > "Daddy's lemonade" - Please do not touch, she read   
   > the card aloud. "Great, I don't think the old man   
   > would drug his own lemonade." she said. She grabbed   
   > the pitcher and held the whole thing up to her full,   
   > pouty lips, and drank deeply of the drugged liquid.   
   >   
   > Daddy watched his little girl swig down the lemonade,   
   > appreciating the way her little perky titties stood   
   > out in her tight cheerleading sweater, and the curve   
   > of the bottom of her ass cheeks that were just barely   
   > visible beneath the hem of her skimpy cheerleading   
   > mini-skirt.   
   >   
   > Immediately upon drinking the fluid, Chrissy began   
   > to feel strange. Her nipples became very sensitive,   
   >  and she found that by twisting her body, and thereby   
   > causing her nipples to rub up against the rough fabric   
   > of her sweater, she could feel a tingle spread from   
   > her crotch up into her belly. She didn't understand   
   > what this sensation was, but it sure felt good. It   
   > reminded her of the way she felt when she watched   
   > Luke Perry on TV.   
   >   
   > "What's wrong with me?", Chrissy moaned, as her   
   > hand drifted to the  hem of her panties.  She tried   
   > to stop herself, but could not, as her hand slid   
   > under the fabric of her panties and came to rest   
   > against her crotch. "OOOoooooo........", moaned   
   > Chrissy. Just then, Daddy walked out of the pantry   
   > and pretended to look surprised at seeing Chrissy   
   > standingthere in the kitchen with one hand down her   
   > panties, and the other hand pinching her own nipple.   
   >   
   > "Chrissy!! What do you think you're doing?", exclaimed   
   > Daddy. "Oh Daddy, I don't know what's wrong with me,   
   > I feel sooooooo funny down there!!", cried Chrissy.   
   >   
   > Daddy walked up to Chrissy and held his arms out   
   > to her. She rushed into his embrace, and pressed   
   > her face against his shoulder and cried, "Daddy,   
   > I'm so scared!! I don't understand what's happening   
   > to me!!"   
   >   
   > "It's OK baby-doll", Daddy said reassuringly. "It's   
   > just a little something I slipped into the lemonade   
   > to make sure things went smoothly."   
   >   
   > "What!!"cried Chrissy, as she looked at her father   
   > in shocked indignation. "What are you talking about,   
   > oOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH, AAAAAhhhhhhh!!  No! No Daddy!!!",   
   > Chrissy managed to blurt as Daddy stuck a finger up   
      
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