Deeper Descent
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 25
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
Steve's flight instincts fully take hold, and he immediately unbuckled his seatbelt. If there was even the slightest chance of escaping his vengeance driven daughter's reproductive system, then he had to take it. He reached for the driver side door, only to find that it wouldn't open.
"Huh?" He to force the door open again, but it just wouldn't budge. Fear started to really settle in and he began slamming his shoulder into the door full force, hoping to break to open but the vehicle's makers had built it to last. Steve couldn't break the door down and the cum was so thick it practically glued it shut. "No-no-no-no!"
He thought about breaking a window next but was discouraged when a wad of semen splash against it and startled him. He was scared, more scared than he ever had been in his whole life. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to go home and be in bed with his wife.
The wave of jism his car was traveling in continued its trek deeper into Lisa and all Steve could do was curl up in the back seat in a fettle-position. He rocked back and forth as hot tears stung his eyes, and he recited his favorite song in a whisper. It was all he could do to keep his sanity where he was going.
Meanwhile in the outside world, Lisa finally shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. She felt fresh, better than she had going in. She grabbed a towel off the rack and began to dry herself off before wrapping the white cloth around herself. She walked over to the fogged-up mirror and wiped it with her hand so she could see herself.
On the surface she didn't look any different, but she wasn't a virgin any longer. That and her tiny father was shot up her cooch by her unaware boyfriend's. Hard to believe that actually happened. It was true though; she was literally holding it all in with just her internal muscles.
She thought about potentially releasing him, but in the end decided to just let the man who'd hurt her stew. She'd fish him out when she was ready... whenever that would be.
"Shouldn't have called me a slut." She whispered.
Unaware of her father's predicament she unlocked the door and walked back into her boyfriends room where he was sat waiting for her on the bed in nothing but shorts.
He whistled. "Looking good. Feel fresh?"
Lisa momentarily forgot about her father and smiled. "I do actually. I actually feel relaxed."
She walked over to the bed and took a seat next to her boyfriend who didn't hesitate to hold her close. "Glad to hear it. So, what do you want to do now?"
"Getting dressed would be a good start." Lisa answers. "But first..."
She turned her head towards Brendan and captured his lips.
"Huh?" He to force the door open again, but it just wouldn't budge. Fear started to really settle in and he began slamming his shoulder into the door full force, hoping to break to open but the vehicle's makers had built it to last. Steve couldn't break the door down and the cum was so thick it practically glued it shut. "No-no-no-no!"
He thought about breaking a window next but was discouraged when a wad of semen splash against it and startled him. He was scared, more scared than he ever had been in his whole life. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to go home and be in bed with his wife.
The wave of jism his car was traveling in continued its trek deeper into Lisa and all Steve could do was curl up in the back seat in a fettle-position. He rocked back and forth as hot tears stung his eyes, and he recited his favorite song in a whisper. It was all he could do to keep his sanity where he was going.
Meanwhile in the outside world, Lisa finally shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. She felt fresh, better than she had going in. She grabbed a towel off the rack and began to dry herself off before wrapping the white cloth around herself. She walked over to the fogged-up mirror and wiped it with her hand so she could see herself.
On the surface she didn't look any different, but she wasn't a virgin any longer. That and her tiny father was shot up her cooch by her unaware boyfriend's. Hard to believe that actually happened. It was true though; she was literally holding it all in with just her internal muscles.
She thought about potentially releasing him, but in the end decided to just let the man who'd hurt her stew. She'd fish him out when she was ready... whenever that would be.
"Shouldn't have called me a slut." She whispered.
Unaware of her father's predicament she unlocked the door and walked back into her boyfriends room where he was sat waiting for her on the bed in nothing but shorts.
He whistled. "Looking good. Feel fresh?"
Lisa momentarily forgot about her father and smiled. "I do actually. I actually feel relaxed."
She walked over to the bed and took a seat next to her boyfriend who didn't hesitate to hold her close. "Glad to hear it. So, what do you want to do now?"
"Getting dressed would be a good start." Lisa answers. "But first..."
She turned her head towards Brendan and captured his lips.
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