March 10th
You are a Doctor/Police detective.
How you managed to pull off both jobs...idk...you just found a way.
On the Doctor side, you are like that guy from House (minus the Lupus, the crankiness, the being hated by your staff and the cane...well you can imagine yourself with a cane if you want, canes are cool, sniper canes are fun) and you don't really do much other than order other doctors around until you finally figure out what is wrong with the patient. You do have your own fully stocked outpatient office but you rarely use it anymore. You could have gone for the director job but that would mean being drowned in paperwork and you really wanted to spend more time with your daughters.
Now that you have this enviable position, you can now spend most of your time at home and only have to come in when they call you.
On the Police side, you are a rare talent that can do his own autopsy reports. You've seen things...things that make the stuff you see on Law and Order and CSI look like a peaceful day at the park. However those days are behind you as you have enough seniority to pass along all the cases to your juniors and maybe come in when they have a case that needs your experience and expertise.
Oh, and with your years of dedicated service and political power, no one would ever question an ace detective like you.
Wow, two jobs that pay you even when you spend your time at home...
You have four lovely daughters. Four beautiful girls that you've kinda neglected because you have been so busy with work but now is as good a time as any to make up for some lost time. Your wife had been doing all the taking care of them but now that she is busy and you have time; it is the perfect opportunity for some father-daughter 'family bonding'.
Your first daughter, the oldest of the group is...Roslin. She is 15 years old of average height and a slight build that borders on skinny and short messy hair. And she is sort of a punk. Somewhere along the line, she entered her rebellious phase and it is starting to affect her Sophomore year in highschool.
Her room is constantly playing something she calls rock and/or roll. It is loud and you have had to tell her many times to lower the volume.
Your second daughter is...Well instead of daughter it should be twin daughters, Elizabeth and Isabella. They are both twelve years old (you are not sure which one came out first). While their faces are identical, their personalities and style are totally different.
Elizabeth wears her hair in long pigtails, while Isabella wears her in a medium length high pony tail. Elizabeth is a slightly spoiled girly girl and expects everyone to provide for her. Isabella, on the other hand is a rambunctious tomboy, and despite your failings to be there for her, she still idolizes you as her awesome daddy.
Catherine. She is 11 years old and a early bloomer with black hair. She is absolutely adorable in how she is very curious and is willing to learn just about 'everything'.
You wake up to a new day in your house's master bedroom. One of the perks of having two prestigious jobs is that you can afford all the nice things in life. You house has x floors with built-in garage and all the nice fixings that scream rich bastard.
But waking up without a warm body next to you is kind of...lonely. Yeah...you are definitely going to have to fix that problem. You take a quick shower, shave, brush do your morning routine, etc., before heading downstairs to get some breakfast.
You kitchen is pretty state-of-the-art, with all the newest gadgets, bells and whistles to make cooking so simple that you have to be something special to mess up in. The walk-in fridge is fully stocked and you have it regularly restocked with scheduled deliveries. The only thing you might have missed is getting an actual chef to do all the cooking, something to consider since none of your other daughters are awake yet and they need their breakfast and lunch ready so that they can go to school.
Hmmm...your first fatherly task in a long while. What should you make for yourself and your daughters?
Pancakes! You remember that your daughters love pancakes. All that fluffy and syrup covered goodness. Your daughters will just love you for it. With your super kitchen on your side there's no way this could possibly fail.
You get to work right away with getting the pancake mix and pans out. A few minutes later and the smell of freshly made pancakes fill the house. Your daughters come in one by one to enjoy the feast that you have prepared for them.
Elizabeth and Isabella are the first to arrive.
"Pancakes! Yes!" Isabella blurts out while running up to you to get you to lean down so that she can give you a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks! You're the best, daddy!"
She is wearing a low v-cut t-shirt with a picture from some sports team. It's nice to see that her interests in sports has given her a nice toned body but the thought that she insists playing on boys teams worry you at times.
Elizabeth sits down on her usual spot on the dining table and lets out a lazy yawn. "Isabella, could you be a dear and cut up my pancakes for me?"
She is wearing a pink goth lolita dress. It's actually a wonder that she can sit perfectly on the chair with how frilly that dress is. Heck the dress is practically nothing but frills.
"Sis...you should learn to eat by yourself and you forgot to thank daddy."
Elizabeth gets up and walks over to you so that she can kiss your other cheek. "Thank you, father."
She then turns back to Isabella, "There, I have properly thanked father. Now please respect your elders and cut my pancakes for me."
Isabella rolls her eyes and putting her hands on her hips and leans down just right so that you can see her cleavage through her shirt from the angle that you are standing. "And you keep forgetting that I'm the older twin."
Oh boy, the two of them start another friendly argument over who is actually the older twin. You swear they always jockey over who is older or younger when it is to their advantage.
The next to arrive is Catherine. Well...more like she stumbles sleepily into the room while trying to rub her eyes awake.
"G'mornnng, papa."
She's wearing one of your long sleeved polo shirts that you had not had an opportunity to wear in a while. On her last birthday, you asked her what she wanted and she insisted that you give them to her because they remind her of you. Right now the shirt is lopsided and one shoulder is completely bare and the tail ends are dragging along the ground
Oh dear. The poor girl has never been a morning person. And it looks like she hasn't even brushed her teeth yet.
"Elizabeth, Isabella, go ahead and eat. You don't want to be late for school. I'm going to help get Catherine ready.
The twins stopped their arguing for just a moment to reply to you with a, "Yes, daddy/father", before resuming their argument.
You walk over and pick up your youngest to lead her back upstairs to get her cleaned and dressed.
As you walk up the stairs you almost bump onto your oldest, Roslin.
"You're in the way, old man"
She's dressed up like one of those rock band people in the disk covers that you have seen in her room. Her poor hair is a mess and she has her earphones blasting that music she listens to so loudly that you are worried about her hearing.
When she sees that you are carrying Catherine in your arms, she rolls her eyes in annoyance and steps aside so that you can pass. As you continue on your way to Catherine's room, Roslin shouts out behind you, "You better not be thinking of doing any sick things to her, you shitty old dad."
You still wonder where did you go wrong with her. She used to be such a cute and adorable little girl that said that when she grew up, she was going to be your bride. How did she end up like this?
You quickly get Catherine's teeth brushed and face washed. As you help get her changed into a cute sundress, you couldn't help but notice how much more well developed she is at her age than any of your daughters. One of the few things, as a father, that you were able to do before now was take the occasional bath with your other daughters; when you were not back late from work. You remember perfectly the sizes and feel of each of them before they started bathing on their own. Elizabeth and Isabella still bath together.
Of course, you know and remember all this because you want to be a 'good father'.
No other reason. Nope.
With your daughter fully dressed and ready, you bring her back downstairs and place her back on her seat on the dining table. She's still only half-awake at this point and she clumsily tries to eat the pancakes while trying not to fall back asleep.
Elizabeth is eating her pancakes, which you see are now cut into squares.
Isabella is just shoveling the food into her mouth. She has syrup and pancakes on the side of her mouth. So you take your napkin and help wipe it off of her and she actually stopped a bit to let you do so before letting out a shy 'thank you'.
Roslin eats her pancakes disinterestedly, complaining about how she is tired of pancakes, and when she heard Isabella say her thanks, she interjected with saying "Kiss ass".
Isabella turns angrily at Roslin but a quick hand on her shoulder calmed her down and she went back to shoveling the food into her mouth.
With breakfast done, you hand each of the girls their lunch boxes, because you and your wife agreed that there is no way either of you are letting them eat the cheap slop that they serve in the school cafeterias these days. Whatever happened to the days when the school lunch lady actually cooked real meals, instead of ordering stale pizza from the cheapest place they could find?
Elizabeth and Isabella each give you a kiss on either cheek. Catherine drowsily hugs your leg before stumbling away. Roslin grabs the lunch box out of your hands with a "Thanks for nothing!"
Your girls leave the house and head to school together. You managed to find one where all the schools, from preschool all they way to college, are literally right next to each other and within walking distance. How convenient is that!
And now you are all by yourself, in your home, alone.
What should a father that no longer really has to show up for work do next?
You are going to do what any good father would do. Do some investigative research into their browser history! Gotta make sure that they are not being defiled by internet perverts. And while you are at it, might as well investigate their rooms while you are there. Gotta make sure that they are keeping 'pure' and not being corrupted by bad influences.
Good thing you are a detective, your average run of the mill father would probably end up missing important clues or create a mess that would hurt the trust that your daughters have for you.
Time to investigate Roslin's room. Maybe there is a clue in there as to how she became the way she is now.
As you are about to open the door, you notice that she was prepared for just this moment. She inserted a piece of paper between the door and the frame. Most likely if the paper falls and is left on the ground, she'll know that you have been in her room. But that one is just a decoy. The real trap is the thin piece of pencil lead on the opposite side that would snap when the door is opened carelessly.
Clever girl, but not good enough. She forgets that you have tackled thieves that have made a mockery of some of the world's most advanced security systems. So some half baked home made system is a joke to you.
You make a mental note on where the devices are placed before carefully removing them. You open the door and spot a third trap. This one would cause a...hammer? ...to fall on the unfortunate victim's head. If it was not for the fact that you are sneaking into your daughter's room; you would so be planning on having a chat with her about using tools in such a dangerous fashion. Had you been a lesser father, you might have gotten yourself killed. Luckily you are super dad and the trap is easily disarmed and resetting it is a snap when you leave.
You finally enter her room and it is just as you remember it from the times you had to come in to tell her to lower the volume of her music.
She has a large screen TV with surround sound system and rows upon rows of music CDs stacked on top of one another next to it. She has all the next-gen gaming consoles but the only games she has are all different versions of Rock Band and a couple of other games that are also about playing music. She only has one controller for each system but she has all the music instruments for each game.
But for all the video game musical instruments, she does not have a real one that she practices with.
The walls and ceiling are plastered with those for different bands to the point that you don't see a single spot that is not covered. Even her bed is themed with a band called [insert your favorite rock band's name here. No really, I'm not going to put a band's name here, you can pretend I wrote your favorite].
Her computer is the same way. Instead of a regular casing for her computer, she also had it band themed. You go to turn it on and find that, despite all the effort to prevent you from going into her room, she did not password protect it.
And at first glance, there is nothing to hide. The computer is pretty barren, mainly the OS and the security program to keep out malware and stuff. A dig through her browser history shows that she does some shopping online but nothing special. Through the Social Media channels her friends seem to be mainly people that are also into the same music that she is into. She still has her friends from before her rebellious phase started and she still talks to them. So far there are no boys that she seems to take any particular interest in but naturally there are plenty of boys that have taken an interest in her. You make a mental note of each and everyone of them. Something to have that new rookie that arrived the other day do a background check into for you.
You were about to shut her computer back down when you noticed that one of the folders seemed out of the ordinary. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that it was hiding a hidden folder. It has a very misleading labeling and just seemed off to you. Your Detective senses are tingling. You go to open it and find that it is not encrypted. And inside you see that she has kept a copy of all the pictures of herself, when she was younger, and you in digital format. There are even recent pictures of herself and you but it looks more like a selfie with you in the background.
Well, it looks like you found some very incriminating evidence. Even though she puts on a rough exterior, talks tough and all, she is still your precious little girl on the inside.
You do her a favor and add in file protection. This way she would not be able to 'accidentally' delete the folder and its files.
With the initial surface investigation complete, it is time to dig deeper. You open her closet and drawers and find that aside from all her rock themed clothes, she has several sets of sexy underwear and yes, she still wears animal print panties. She still has her training bras, even though you can tell that she technically has long outgrown them and instead of normal bras, she has sports bras instead.
Now that you think about it, she is so skinny that her breasts are having a difficult time developing fully. She really should eat more and fill up a bit but her current figure also has its charm too.
Suddenly you notice that you have a hard-on from thinking about your daughter's figure. This isn't the time for that! Gotta stay professional and perform your investigations properly! You pocket one of her panties before closing the drawers and closet back up.
Oh! Toward the far corner of her closet are a pile of used clothes that need washing. If it was not for the effort placed into her security system to keep you out, you would probably be taking them to the washing machine right now. But doing so would reveal that you have been in her room. So instead you just do a quick rummage through the pile.
You notice that the panties on the top is quite wet. At first you though she peed herself but a quick sniff reveals that it is not piss but girl cum. There goes that erection again. Other than that, you are pretty certain that you have investigated anything of importance in the room. You can always come back later to see if there was anything that you might have missed.
As you leave Roslin's room, you carefully place everything back exactly the way you found it. Ah! Photographic memory is a wonderful thing. And now her room is like you never entered...minus the one panty that is still in your pocket. It's one of the ones further back so it is highly unlikely that she will notice.
The next room on the investigation list is the twins.
Unlike Roslin, their room is not physically protected at all and you are able to enter the room with ease. They didn't even at least lock the door. Upon entering, you see that their room looks like what would happen when you take two opposing mirror universes and try to look at both at the same time.
On one side, Elizabeth's, it is very pink goth loli princess themed. You thought her dress had frills? Her bed has frills on top of frills on top of even more frills. Like regular goth, she still has skulls on her side of the wall and on her stuff here and there but when they are all pink colored that makes them lose some of the intimidation factor.
Her computer is Hello Kitty themed and unlike Roslin, she seems to be very computer savvy. Professional webcam and mic, 9 monitors, water cooling, Cisco certifications, and books on different programming languages. Yup, we have a computer nerd here and she password protected her computer.
You tried to look for anything that would clue you in on her password. That's usually how it goes with one of the methods of social engineering. The one thing that is not obsessively pink on her side of the room is the picture of you and the family after Catherine is born. It is one of the few rare family pictures that were taken together. You check the picture and the frame itself and nope, no password written on them. Maybe the picture itself is the key.
But first the obvious things to try first
Goth...nope
Loli...nope
Pink...nope
Goth loli...nope
Pink Goth...nope
Pink Goth loli...nope
Sisters...nope
Roslin...nope
Catherine...nope
Isabella?...Access Granted
Hmmm...well that's interesting.
Her browser history shows that she has apparently mastered the Japanese language and talks with her fellow pink goths in a chat room originating in Japan. A whole bunch of girls that are just as pink, if not pinker, than Elizabeth. Zero male friends.
And wow! She has kerobytes upon kerobytes of anime with a separate folder apparently for her favorites. Something something magica and something Nano...something and several folders of some PreCu...something.
Oh! She does go on US sites...mainly this site called Anonkun. You check it and it is mainly about smut quests and maybe one or two non-smut. Hmmm...she likes to use this one avatar of a cat girl alot.
Yeah, her room is just a massive bucket splash of pink and its bright hotness is starting to hurt your eyes. Time to move on before permanent eye damage is done.
On the opposite side, Isabella's, is something that looks more like a boys room, if you ever had one.
Baseball, Football, Soccer, Ruby, Volleyball; if it is a physical sport, she plays it and the team and individual trophies in her collection is testament to her skill. It wasn't easy to get all those sports associations to allow your daughter to play but thankfully you have all the right political connections, through the police, that made approval simply a matter of knowing who to give the necessary grease money to get the ball rolling. She has been absolutely grateful to you ever since.
Her wall is filled with sports teams and you notice that she tends to favor underdog teams. Especially the ones with really poor track records. Well, everyone has their own unique tastes and she always did like it better when there is a big challenge to overcome.
You remember the time she regaled you with the story of this mountain of a man that she went up against in a Judo tournament and how she beat him in record time to win first place. You so wished that you could have been there to see that in-person. You had to settle with just sitting down and watching the recording with her. It was very gut wrenching worrying that she was going to get hurt, even though you already know she won without injury.
Her computer is rather normal looking with nothing special on it. The password is Daddy and the first thing you notice, when you log in, is that her wallpaper is a hand drawn picture of you and the family. You are in the center with your shirt off and with Isabella, half-naked, in your arms in a princess carry and kissing you on the cheek. Mom and the sisters are also half-naked and wrapping their arms around your legs and arms reaching out for your member but falling just short of reaching. That's...different.
Stop it penis! Investigation comes first!
Next are their drawers and closet. The closet is shared and to no real surprise, it is split down the middle between the worlds of pink goth loli and super duper sports girl. You kind of wished that Elizabeth would have a bit more variety in her clothes and Isabella to have something more...girly. At least have one item of clothing with a skirt.
Their drawers are also to be expected.
Elizabeth's is an explosion of frills, while Isabelle's is all spandex and sports bras. However, a true investigator always digs deeper and you find a few of Isabelle's bras and spandex hidden in Elizabeth's lower drawer. Isabella has hidden away cute panties and non-pink frilly panties and bras that accentuate her already decently toned and shaped chest and butt. Too bad she does not have the clothes to make them work.
Just like with Roslin's room, you put everything back in their place minus a panty from each of the twins for...investigative purposes.
And now it is time to investigate the last but not least of your daughters.
Catherine's room is still open, from when you had to rush to get her ready for school.
Now that you had the time to properly look at it, you see a bit of Elizabeth's influence at work. Thankfully it is not a second coming of explosions of frills and pink, but of these...magical girls?...that the frilly twin is so enamored with. Lots of...what did she call it...cosplay?...ummm...costumes of all the girls, whose wallpapers are pasted all over the walls. It looks like they even did photos of her in the different outfits and you gotta admit, the quality of them are really good. With Elizabeth's skill on the computer, you are pretty certain that all of them have been touched up to maximize Catherine's cute factor.
There are even highly detailed props ranging from magical swords to staffs of obvious to not so obvious function. None of them look to be real enough to hurt anyone. So that is a relief. You see the pile of completed homework and on the very top is her future job preference form and for #1 she put down Papa's bride. You feel a surge of confidence and love from that.
You look at the books on her desk and...whoa!...this is college level material. How did she even get her hands on this stuff...wait...does she even understand what half of the material in here is? You look at the book of college level physics and...well, you had a hard time with the higher level physics and the whole ballistics course was your bane when you were trying to get your Detective rank in detective school.
Dammit Jim! You are a Doctor/Detective! Not a Physicist!
The books that Catherine is reading blows all that you have learned out of the water. Now that you think about it, the teachers have always pushed you to convince her that she should skip grades and advance ahead of her peers. However, when you talked with your daughter, she steadfastly refused because she did not want to leave her friends behind. And as a father you chose to respect her decision. ...maybe you can at least convince her to get a GED and start actually gaining college credit with online courses.
You think back on your college years and admittedly most of it was a blur of alcohol and sex...that is until you met your future wife and then it was sex till she got knocked up during your second year. That kinda was the turning point in your life where you stopped fooling around and fast tracked your Medical and Justice degrees. Of course you still had lots of sex with your pregnant future wife but you balanced in more actual degree earning time.
You somehow managed to land a job as both a doctor and Detective and juggled the both of them in order to support your family with everything that money and influence can buy.
Your wife's education was stalled a bit, when your first child was born, but she never resented you for it and instead has been grateful for each bundle of joy that has been born.
...ok, that just makes you miss your wife more now. You really hope she gets back from her long distance job soon.
You check Catherine's closet and drawers and you see cospla...costumes taking up half the closet. The other half are all dresses that your wife, who has the better fashion sense, has picked out for her. Her drawers are also separated with certain underwear and bras being labeled to be used with certain characters only. And once again, the rest are those that your wife picked out for her.
You fix up Catherine's room to be less messy because the one thing that she is definitely lacking on is a sense of cleanliness with clothes and books littered all over the floor. You put clothes all into the laundry basket so that she can figure out what can be washed and what needs special washing methods later. You put the books back onto the bookshelf. You even stack up all the props neatly so that they are not a tripping hazard anymore. Just like with her sisters you take one of her panties.
When you are done and check the time, you find that several hours have passed and it is now lunch time. Wow, time flies when you are investigating.
You head over to your disused clinic. You had this built so that you can take care of patients from the comforts of home. Too bad the combination of your two jobs made it so that you never actually got to use it. It is fully stocked and while you never once had a patient step into it; you did managed to get one unique use out of it.
Turning on the lights to your office; you head on over to the back where your little pet project is waiting for you. It is a device, of your own design, that creates custom made aphrodisiacs. So far this device can make three different types of aphrodisiacs.
All three formulas share some similarities. All three can be administered either via spray or liquid form and can even be mixed into food and drinks and even directly into the bloodstream. The effect of getting a female wet and horny is almost instantaneous. They also act like super Viagra for men with zero negative effects from prolonged erections. They have no ill side effects and are not addictive. The first formula takes an hour to produce while the other two take an hour extra on top.
As for the unique properties, the first one is the easiest to produce but has the side effect of acting as a strong contraceptive that guarantees that those under its effects cannot get pregnant.
The second one is a byproduct of the first and requires several batches of the first formula to create enough for this second one to be usable. This version eliminates the side effect of no pregnancies but instead increases sensitivity to the very edges of human tolerances. It takes 3 batches of the first formula to create a batch of the second.
The third formula is a by product of the second and requires several batches of the second formula to create enough for the third to be usable. This version is essentially a more concentrated version of the second formula with all the advantages but increases sensitivity beyond human tolerances to the point where the person's body becomes on massive erogenous zone. It takes 5 batches of the second formula to create a batch of the third. Direct introduction to the bloodstream is not recommended for this formula.
Part of your plan to 'get to know' your daughters better involves the possibility of using the chemical's produced from this device, so you walk up to it and activate it. It hums to life and begins the process of mixing various chemicals together. By the time classes are over, you will have three batches ready.
While you wait, you turn on your office computer and shoot an email down to that rookie and have him get to work investigating the backgrounds of those boys you memorized from Roslin's computer. That didn't take long so you take out your daughter's panties, that you grabbed from their rooms, and you start contemplating how you will get to bond with each one of them.
Of the four, Isabella would be the easiest. She practically worships you and if you can just bring out more femininity out of her, she'll be putty in your hands. Elizabeth's weakness is most likely her twin. Even though she likes to make her sister do everything for her, you are certain that there is a hidden purpose behind it. That purpose is most likely to try to maximize their time together. Elizabeth loves her sister and, if your guess is right, more as a woman than just a blood relation. But it seems Isabella has not noticed that her sister has feelings for her beyond just being sisters.
Catherine should be easy to sway. Her curiosity is insatiable and if you can give her a more up close 'practical' on human anatomy and procreation, she'll be very grateful.
Roslin might or might not be a challenge. You know that she still cares about you but for some reason, she has chosen to act the way she has been acting up lately. You'll need to dig a bit deeper to find some weakness to work with on Roslin.
You start with Catherine's. Her cute little printed panties that mom got for her are very soft and glide down your freed shaft very comfortably. The thought of her soft and tender skin pressed up against yours. Her quickly developing breast, too well developed for her age, and her snatch with a tightness that only a girl of her age can provide. You feel a pressure well up and you unload into Catherine's panties.
As you sit there enjoying the feeling of release, you hear a 'ding' sound. Looks like the first batch is ready. You decide to give it a test trial to make sure of the quality of your work. You down the formula in one gulp and almost instantly you feel your hardness returning. Time for round two.
Next up are Elizabeth's and Isabella's. The frilliness of Elizabeth's feels really good and you are beginning to see why she likes them so much. The ends of her frills rub against you in a surprisingly comfortable way. The same goes for Isabella's few hidden pair of panties. When put on the opposite side of her sister's, it feels like multiple pairs of tongues are licking up and down your shaft. Each competing to see who can bring you the most pleasure. You feel yourself at the edge again and you stain the twins' panties.
And the aphrodisiac does its work and you are hard again. You take Roslin's and get to work on them. The one that you took is a lace t-back. A very surprising find. You imagine what it would be like to give her a spanking with your dick, to correct her from her rebellious ways. The thought of pounding her while she is wearing this is exciting and you release a load much bigger than your previous ones and way too much for the panties to hold.
You look at the clock and see that it is almost 3pm and time for most of your daughters to come home.
Out of the four of them, Isabella would most likely be the last to come back, because of all the different sports clubs she is a part of. Elizabeth might or might not come home with her sister, depending on the sports club that Isabella will be participating in. Seems she is really picky on which ones she is willing to watch.
Catherine has no afterschool activities so she will be coming home on time.
Roslin is a hit or miss. You have not heard of her doing any afterschool clubs but she tends to come home late a lot. You and your wife have asked her about it before but she always answers with a 'Shut up! What do you care?!"
And with a ding, the second and third batch is ready and their is finally enough byproduct for the machine to start pumping out the second formula by the next hour.
Even though you don't really have enough time to get them properly installed, you start planning out ideal places to place hidden cameras in all the bedrooms and bathrooms. Areas that, from your experience with surveillance during long stake out operations, will have maximum coverage at all the right angles. This way you can preserve for posterity all of your daughters from every angle imaginable and then some. And because of you experience in law enforcement, dealing with child porn, you know what not to do in order to not get caught and arrested.
And then you make an unusual discovery. Someone else has beaten you to it! In all the perfect places, there is already a HD camera installed. ...but by who?
Elizabeth probably has the know how to do it but then again maybe your wife installed them. She is just as fond, if not more so, of your daughters as you and she had plenty of chances to do so. A mystery that will have to be solved but not now.
A thought dawned on you to check the other rooms and indeed, your house is just littered with hidden cameras. Someone has been very busy.
As you ponder this, the first to arrive home by almost literally exploding through the door is Catherine with a "PAPA I'M HOME!" and almost tackling you down if you had not braced yourself to bring her into a 'Whirlwind pick-me-up hug' with a last second adjust into a booty grope. You give her cheeks and forehead many kisses as you welcome her back.
Catherine either does not notice or does not mind the booty grab as she is having too much fun being swung around by you and returning your kisses. And eventually you have to stop as the two of you start getting dizzy.
"So how was your day, Catherine?"
"I had lots of fun! I wowed the teachers by getting all the answers right and my friend Kat helped me learn how to play the recorder correctly. She is really good at it!"
"Ahem! Father, is dinner ready?" Elizabeth asks in a almost regal tone at the door. She stands there looking at the two of you in all her pink frilly glory.
"Dinner?" you have not prepared anything for that yet.
"Not yet. What would like me to make?" As you ask her, you give Catherine another subtle squeeze on the butt and spread them butt cheeks just a little under her dress. You daughter gasps a little but does not object.
"Since you do not have anything prepared, I would like some lasagna." Elizabeth answers. Looks like she didn't notice or does not care that you just groped your youngest and she just starts walking upstairs.
"I am heading to my room to change. Call me when it is ready."
She turns back just a moment to add one more thing. "And make sure to let me know when Isabella gets back!"
"Sooo...Catherine, do you have any homework to do?"
"Nope! I already finished them all during class!"
"Want to help papa prepare dinner!"
"Yes!" your little bundle of joy answers enthusiastically.
You carry Catherine to the kitchen and set her down on one of the stools. She pulls out her recorder and starts playing a simple tune, while you go around the kitchen to grab all the supplies you need to make lasagna. Looks like she needs some more practice because her playing is a bit slow and there are really long pauses between certain parts. To top it off, she is not blowing properly into the recorder to make it sound smooth. Well, you can think of a few ways to help her improve on that end.
Between the two of you, you managed to make a nice big tray of lasagna and you even managed to sneak in the aphrodisiac while your daughter was not looking. You place the tray into the oven and set the timer for when it will be done.
You got a good feeling that tonight will be the start of many fun nights.
By the time it is ready, Isabella should be getting home at around the same time and hopefully Roslin will too.
As you wait for lasagna to bake, Catherine says she wants to go to the living room and watch the newest installment in one of the magical girl shows she is watching.
What to do before dinner time?
You follow her into the living room and sit down on the sofa with her on your lap in front of the TV. The Asian cartoons that she is watching is cute to say the least. And surprisingly exciting.
You watch as this one girl takes the other to an unoccupied stairway and they just start kissing. The mere act of watching this is giving you a boner despite the fact that it is just a 2D cartoon. It was then that you start to worry about how she will react to your dick trying to pitch a tent on your pants and rubbing up against her but she seems too engrossed in the show to really notice and instead she just tries to adjust herself a few times.
The feeling of her tiny butt rubbing against you, as she tries to find a comfortable position to sit down, is incredible. You lean forward a bit and bring your daughter into a hug while sneaking your thumbs and index fingers on top of her nipples to give them a gentle rub. And you find that your daughter must be a natural at this as her hips unconsciously switch between side to side movements to back and forth to circular motions. She continues to unknowingly tease you, by grinding against your cock, and you continue to tease her nipples onto and through a few more of her favorite shows when the oven timer starts ringing.
You gently lift Catherine up and place her on the sofa, when you notice that she is breathing heavily, with cheeks flushed and eyes half lidded from being on the edge of cumming for so long.
"Papa..." she moans out "I feel strange down there" and she points to her poon as she lifts up her dress to show her drenched panties.
"Don't worry, sweetie." You reassure her "It is a perfectly natural thing. Papa can help you with it after he gets dinner ready. Ok?"
She nods silently, still too inexperience to know how to deal with the heat that her body is going through. You want to teach her more but it would look bad if you accidentally end up burning dinner.
You pull the tray of lasagna out of the oven and let it cool. And as if on cue, Isabella shouts "I'm home!" through the hallway to let everyone know she is home. Her nose hones in on the food and she beelines to the kitchen.
"Lasagna! My favorite!" She runs up and you bend down so that she can kiss you on the cheek. You can smell the sweet fragrance of her sweat. "Thank you! You're the best, daddy!" And gives you another kiss. This time a bit closer to your lips.
Her eyes goes wide as she realizes what she almost did and her face gets even more flushed than it already is from her earlier exercise. "I...err...umm...Ishouldgoshowerbye!"
And just like that she dashes out of the room.
And before you can even begin to consider whether or not to go after her, you hear the doorbell ring. Dammit! Who dares cock block you at this hour?!
You storm over to the entrance, determined to give whoever has the gall to disturb your family time a piece of your mind. You open the door, readying some very harsh words; when you notice that the person is a attractive, but nowhere near as attractive as your wife and kids, high school girl.
"Ummm...excuse me...are you Roslin's father?
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You start mentally working on a basic profile of the girl before you. Based on her clothes and how well kept they are, you can tell that she is from a decent middle class family. From her facial expressions, eye and body movements and mannerisms, you deduce that her household is pretty normal and uninteresting. She is bright but just enough to be somewhere between a high B and a low A average student. Her body height and build are all pretty much average for her age. In other words, in the words of the Great Immorten Joe, she and her family are 'mediocre'. The one thing that does not scream ordinary is the way her voice pitched when she said Roslin. An indication of possible affection towards your daughter.
With a smile, you answer "Yes, are you a friend of my daughter?" As you do so, you step back and to the side. "Come in, we are about to have dinner. Would you like to join us?"
"Yes and thank you." The girl answers as she steps in. "I'm Lisa. I'm in the same homeroom as Roslin. Normally, I wouldn't dare disturb you or your family at this hour, but recent events has me worried about her."
"Oh?" you start to worry about what could have gone wrong. "Can you tell me what happened?" As you say this, you nonchalantly put your hand onto the small of her back and guide her to the dining room.
"Umm...the thing is..." she hesitates a bit as if there is an internal struggle on whether or not she should tell you. "She has been missing classes a lot lately and she has been building up a lot of absences. I'm worried that she might get held back for missing too many school days."
She stops and turns to you with a pleading expression in her eyes. "I tried asking the teachers about it but they stated that it is a private matter between the school and her family and that they already got approval from the family. I'm here because I'm really worried about what is going on with her and her family."
Huh? What? You never got word of anything that would lead to this and you know perfectly well that your wife would have mentioned it if she knew. Something is up.
"Hmmm...This is new to me. I did not know that something like this was happening. Thank you, Lisa, for bringing this to my attention."
You wave a hand towards the dining room table. "Please have a seat, we will start dinner once everyone is seated."
"Ummm...what about Roslin?"
"She is not home yet, but I will look into the matter personally, I assure you."
"Thank you! You have no idea how much this means to me."
"Think nothing of it. There is nothing I won't do to protect my daughters and her lovely friends."
Lisa blushes a bit, when she realizes what that last part meant.
You call Catherine, Elizabeth and Isabella down. When the twins finally arrived, you see that Isabella had just stepped back out of the bathroom and is in a set of pajamas and she still has that blush from earlier. Elizabeth is still in her outfit from earlier but you also notice that she too has a heavy blush on her face for some reason. The two seem to shift their legs uncomfortably at the doorway, when you stopped them to introduce Lisa, eager to sit back down at the table. Catherine barrels into the room, full of energy, it seems she calmed down a bit after what happened earlier.
As you all sit down, you cut up the lasagna and start passing the slices to everyone's plates. Isabella gets a larger slice, much to her delight, and she starts diving into it.
"Sister, eat with more human dignity! You are a girl, not a duck!" Elizabeth chides Isabella.
As if to retort against Elizabeth, Isabella cuts a long slice and just slides in down her throat without biting down once. You couldn't help but get excited and wonder what it would be like for her to swallow your dick.
...Down boy!
...Oh yeah! You can't get it down. Aphrodisiac.
Everyone else gets more normal sized slices and dinner comes and goes rather normally. ...as normal as a family plus friend can be while eating aphrodisiac laced food. By the time everyone is full, everyone's faces are red and are shifting their legs uncomfortably.
"I...I should get my homework done." Isabella says as she excuses herself.
"Since the bathroom is free...I should take a bath..." Elizabeth says while seeming slightly out of breath as she too gets up to leave.
"Papa..." Catherine looks up to you with a desperate look in her eyes. "I'm going back to my room and try to find out why I'm feeling so strange." And she follows her older sisters out.
This just leaves you and Lisa.
"I guess I should be going now..." she tries to get up but the blood goes to her head and she almost collapses onto the ground if you had not rushed over to hold her back up.
"Oh! I'm sorry! I don't know what came over me. I just feel so weak and tired all of a sudden!" she says as she unconsciously rubs up against your pants and your fully erect dick.
Well...you could take the chance to pick one of your daughters to bond with or maybe get to know your daughter's friend. Until the effects wears off, Lisa is in no position to go home by herself anyway. You still have one vial of the first formula in your pocket. The first batch of the second formula should be ready by now and at least 3 more batches of the first should be done as well.
You pick up Lisa into a princess carry and you could almost hear her heart skip a beat when you do.
"Maybe you should take a rest on my bed first. You can go home afterwards." you say while giving her your A game player smile.
She just nods and that is good enough for you. And even before you can take your first step, her fingers are already exploring her body and she lets out a poorly contained moan of pleasure. It took a lot of willpower to not just take her then and there. Had this been your early college days, you would not have held back and had taken her in front of everyone while they were still eating.
And you had to stifle a grunt as your erection starts getting painful from wanting to just dive in and pork her while you walk her up to your room and drop her down on your bed. But you are determined that the first girl you are having tonight is going to be one of your daughters.
Lisa is already half naked, when you entered your room. Her panties are half off and hanging on one knee. Her skirt is pulled up giving everyone a perfect view of her lower half. The blouse is unbuttoned with her bra slid up and you can see her average sized breast and tits and cunt as she desperately tries to pleasure herself. You leave her to continue to clumsily get herself off as you head over to 'help' Catherine with her studies.
As you head downstairs to Catherine's room, you pass by the twins room and you can hear Isabella's unconstrained moaning as she screams out, "Yes, daddy! Right there! More! More! Harder! Faster! Break me, Daddy! Break your naughty daughter!"
Looks like she likes it rough. You make a mental note of that.
You pass through the bathroom for this floor and you can hear Elizabeth's cries of pleasure. "Sister! Ohhhhhhhhhh~ sister! Please! Let me cum! I'll do anything! Just please, stop teasing me and let me cum! I can't take it anymore! My mind is going to melt if I don't cum soon!"
Oh! So Elizabeth is into denial play and she has a submissive streak. That is very unexpected.
You finally make it to Catherine's room and your hard-on is demanding that you give it proper attention. Just a little bit longer, big guy. Just a little big longer.
You knock on her door but you don't hear an answer. You knock one more time before you open the door and let yourself in to see your daughter straddling her favorite teddy bear while looking at a book on human sexuality. She reads the book out loud in heavy ragged breathes.
"The male inserts the penis...hah...into the female's vagina and...hah...once inside...mmMM...the two are joined together and excite each other...hah...until the male releases the sperm...hah...into the female..."
As she reads it, her hips grind into her teddy and leaving it slick and wet with her love juices.
"What are you reading, sweetie?" you say as you kneel down next to her. Your daughter too into her book to notice you approach her.
Catherine turns her head towards you with hazy glazed over eyes and then leans her back onto your shoulder.
"Papa...hah...hah...my body feels so hot, especially...MMM...down here..."
She pulls her dress up again and you see that she had already taken off her panties and has been rubbing her teddy, bare backed and raw.
"Papa...hah...I have read so many books...hah...about how you and mommy made babies...hah...but none of them said that it would feel like this!"
D'awww the one problem about being too bookish is that you rely too much on what the book says and not realize that there are some things that a book leaves out or can't put into words properly. One of them being the true meaning of how good it feels to have sex. And you are here to help her on that.
Her pace becomes more ragged as she continues.
"It feels so strange...hah...but also so goooooooooooooood~!"
Her eyes roll back on that last part. She must have cummed.
She leans back more into you as she tries to recover from her first orgasm but you can tell she is not satisfied with the need you can see from her eyes as she stares longingly at you.
"Papa...teach me!"
You smile tenderly at her before answering, "Of course, sweetie! Daddy will now give you a practical lesson on how to make love." She smiles, happy that you are willing to help her and you land a kiss on her moist, 11 year old lips.
Your tongue dances around inside Catherine's inexperienced lips as she desperately tries to keep up. You pull away and she tries to pull you back in with a pleading "Don't stop...mooooooooooore~!"
Hehe, all in due time. You pick her up into a princess carry and carry her out of the room. You have a 'better place' and 'study material' to properly 'educate' your daughter. Instead of walking back down that hallway and up the stairs, you decide to take the elevator that you had installed so that you can easily go between floors and move heavy stuff in. You don't use it often and discourage the rest of the family from doing so because going up and down the stairs is good exercise.
You press the button and wait for the elevator to arrive with a ding. While you wait, you play with your daughter's snatch and tease her nipples. She moans with pleasure as you step through the elevator doors and press the button to take you to the master bedroom floor. The both of you see the bathroom door open, while the elevator door is closing, and Catherine tries to cover her mouth as she lets out a loud gasp of pleasure. The both of you wonder if Elizabeth heard the two of you or not.
While the elevator begins the trip up, you free your dick from its intolerable prison and line it up with Catherine's pussy. But you are not going to insert it here. This is not the place for your daughter's first time to be. Instead you rub her lower lips along the length of your shaft.
"Papa..." she says as she looks longingly at you. "...I feel so empty inside! Please fill me up!"
"Soon. Papa is going to make you feel good, soon."
After the elevator arrives at your destination, you carry Catherine into your room and her eyes widen in surprise at what she sees.
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Inside your room and on your bed, Lisa has stripped off all her clothes and is busy with both her hands furiously rubbing herself into orgasm. She arches her back and squirts a stream of love juice onto the floor. The two of you look down and see that this is not her first time coming as there is a puddle on the marble floor.
You close the door behind you and Lisa starts begging to be satisfied.
"Someone! Please! Fill me up! Just cumming with my fingers is not enough! Anyone! I need a dick inside of me! Just using fingers is not enough!"
"Papa?"
"Papa is going to teach you something that no book can ever properly teach you. Are you ready to learn?"
Catherine perks up with a "Yes!" as you set her down between Lisa's legs.
"Now, before we begin, let's check to make sure you know all your basics." You say teasingly and you point to different parks of Lisa's lower lips. "Can you tell me what this is?"
"The Clitoris."
"That's right! This part feels really good when you rub it just right. And this?"
"The Urethral opening."
"That's right! That is where pee comes out. And this?"
"The Anus."
"Very Good! That is where poop comes out."
"It is very dirty!"
"Hehe, ah but there is a very clean and fun way to use it as well...but we'll leave that lesson for another time."
You spread Lisa's lips open and point inside.
"And do you know what this is?"
"That's the Vaginal opening."
"That's correct! Your mommy has one too and you came out of hers, when you were born."
"Papa?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Can I have Papa's baby too? I want to be just like mommy and have lots of children with Papa!
"Of course dear."
"Yay!" she pulls you in close to give you a kiss "I love you, Papa!"
You stand up and bring your dick into full view for Catherine to admire.
"Do you know what this is?"
"It's Papa's penis! Papa put this inside Mommy and gave her your baby seed to make me!"
"Hehe There is a bit more to that but that's the general gist of it. Go ahead and touch it."
You daughter carefully lifts up a hand to touch your penis and backs away when she feels your throbbing member as if it were a fearsome beast. You laugh a little and give her some reassurance that it will be fine. Bolstered by your encouragement, she tries to grab hold of it with both her hands but her small hands are unable to reach around.
The feel of her small hands rubbing your dick up and down is like no other. Her digits carefully inspecting each and every last corner of your length and then she brings her tongue up to lick it. The feel is incredible as she slowly and methodically lubricates you and you almost came when she tried to wrap her mouth around you.
She tries to give you a blow job but the smallness of her mouth and her lack of experience at it causes her to gag instead. You rub her back until she stops coughing.
"I guess we will leave that as a lesson for another time as well."
"I'm sorry, Papa"
"Don't worry. The same thing happened to mommy the first time she tried as well."
"Mommy had trouble with Papa's penis too?"
"Haha, well giving fellatio is not something everyone can get right on their first try. Don't worry, you'll get a hang of it in due time as well."
You pull your dick up close and line up with Lisa's cunt.
"And now Papa will show you how Papa and Mommy make babies."
Catherine looks intensely as you glide your dick closer and closer to Lisa's pussy. Lisa is too lost in pleasure to realize what is happening. And just when your tip was about to make contact; Catherine stops you by putting her hands in between to block the way and yelling "STOP!"
"What's wrong?"
"Papa! I...I...I want you to put your penis inside me!"
With a request like that, what kind of father would you be if you refused.
With a smile, you flip your daughter over so that her butt is facing you in the doggy position. For someone so young, this is the best position that would allow you the easiest access and avoid accidentally hurting Catherine. You rub her back to get her to stick her butt higher and arch her back just right for a perfect straight in entry. Your daughter was even so kind enough to use one hand to spread her pussy lips for you to enter.
You bring your hands to her hips and line up your head to her open lips and slowly slide in.
Catherine eyes go wide with shock as a sharp jolt of pain sets in but the aphrodisiac quickly overrides that into blissful pleasure instead. You take your time to slowly enter your daughter. Enjoying every last inch of her pussy walls as they squeeze tight against you in a way that is only possible with an eleven year old's pussy. You eventually reach her hymen and feel your dick stretch and tear it. Instead of crying out in pain, your daughter orgasms from having her hymen broken. You feel like cumming inside her and almost did, when her orgasm squeezes your dick in an incredible way, and then you hit her womb's entrance but manage to hold on. Then you notice that you are not even halfway in before she bottomed out. Her virginal blood runs down towards your base.
"I feel so full of Papa, but there is still so much more of Papa that is not inside me!" she says when you pick her up and turn her around to look at the vanity mirror with her legs spread wide. "I want all of it! I want all of Papa inside me!"
"When you get older, sweetie, you'll be able to fit more of Papa inside you. But for now, we can still feel good together like this"
You then lift her up till only the very edge of your tip is in her and she lets out a moan of protest for making her feel empty again. You then fill her back up by plunging her down and impaling her on your shaft and she lets out a gasp of pleasure. You repeat the process several times and then Catherine reach's her first post deflowering orgasm.
Your daughter breathes heavily after reaching two quick successive orgasms but you are not done yet. Turing around, you bring her face first in front of Lisa's lower lips.
"It's not fair that we are the only two having all the fun. We should help Roslin's friend feel good too."
Your daughter needs no further encouragement as she eagerly starts eating Lisa out and the girl lets out a loud moan of approval. As a reward for your daughter being so good, you give her her new favorite snack, your dick.
You pound your dick into her fleshy walls with the intent to shape her to that of your dick. The tightness and the sensation of hitting her womb's entrance drives you closer and closer to the edge and the three of you cum at the same time. Lisa sprays all over Catherine's face while you fill your daughter's insides up and over their limits and the excess sprays out from where you two are connected.
Catherine collapses onto the bed, full of your seed and blissfully content as she falls asleep from exhaustion. Poor girl, she needs to improve her stamina. Passing out after only cumming three times.
You take a moment to fully process what just happened.
You laced tonight's dinner with a powerful custom made aphrodisiac to drug your daughters and one of their friends. You watch as two of them the twins, each ended up heading to either their room or the bathroom to relieve themselves of the drugs effects. You took your daughter's friend, Lisa, up to your room to be used as a training tool for your youngest to learn about real sex. And not only did you take your eleven year old daughter's virginity, you also pumped her full of your seed.
And now Catherine, your youngest, is sleeping contently on top of Lisa's pussy. It is very cute but such a position will give her neck cramps when she wakes up. So you lift your youngest up, while she is still connected to your still erect dick, and lay her on top of Lisa's chest so that she can use the older girl's breast as a pillow. You wonder if she is actually asleep, when she instinctively moves her head to one of Lisa's breasts and starts sucking on the tit. Lisa lets out a surprise yelp at the sudden attention.
"...Roslin's father?" you hear the older girl call out to you in a pleading, almost begging, voice. "I can't take it anymore! Please! Fill me up too!"
"Are you sure about this" you teasingly ask her as you pull out of your daughter with a plop and aim at Lisa's snatch. You notice your cum is slowly flowing out of her pussy and dripping on top of Lisa's. "Do you really want to have sex with your friend's father?"
"I...I..." The girl struggles with her answer. Her pleasure overloaded brain is unable to properly process how to answer you quickly enough. "I really like Roslin and...and...I..." she covers up her face with her hands and tries to look away to hide her embarrassment. "I really should save my first time for someone that I like."
"Oh..." you say, feigning disappointment. "Then I guess we should not do this then." And you make it seems as if you are reluctantly pulling away.
"Wait!" She shouts out desperately "If...If...it is with Roslin's father...I am ok with it." She brings both hands down to pull open her entrance.
"Are you sure? Didn't you just say you wanted to save it?"
"If...if I can get closer to you...I can get closer to Roslin...I...you see I...I...like..." she looks up at you so that you can see that she is telling you the truth. "I really like your daughter. I'll do anything to be with her...so please...take my first time."
D'aww your oldest has a lesbian friend and she probably doesn't even realize it yet. Well, you can definitely help Lisa be closer to Roslin and the two can be lesbian lovers. But first you shall help them learn to love your dick.
You gently lower yourself into her and while she can never hope to be as tight as Catherine, her inner walls feel really comfortable to be in. Not too coarse, not to soft, just...average. Nothing really stands out but at the same time no real flaws either. The fit feels just right.
You reach her hymen and with a gentle nudge, you bring her to a climax as you penetrate her. But you don't stop to let her come out of her orgasm and instead you start pumping into her rhythmically and the room fills with the wet slapping of your hips to hers.
And before her orgasm fades, she has another one on top of it.
"Yesssssssssssssssssss!" she shouts out "I'm coming again! My last orgasm hasn't ended and I'm coming again!"
Well, she's a screamer. Guess that is one thing that is not average about her.
You keep pounding your head into her and when you look down you see Lisa's unattended boob slapping against Catherine's head while she continues to try to milk the other in her sleep. Lisa's hands are on the bed and are clawing into them for support as she reaches another high again.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! I can't...I can't stop...coming! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
As she has her third orgasm, you pick up your pace so that you can come too and as you build up pressure in your loins, you feel Lisa's walls tightening again and the two of you cum together as you pump your white hot stuff into her till she is full.
You take a moment to get a breather in before pulling out. But when you do, Lisa wraps her legs around you and suddenly flips you over so that she is now on top instead.
"Not yet! More!"
...ok...maybe you might have underestimated this girl just a teensy bit. She has A+ for enthusiasm and endurance and...
The way she grinds her hips, if not for the blood from her hymen that you broke earlier still running down your penis, you would have said she was lying when she said you were her first.
...A+ technique.
She rides you like an experienced cowgirl and you can't help but approve of the way she stimulates your entire length. And then you see that this girl is just full of surprises.
Catherine is now sleeping on your chest with her back to you. When Lisa rolled you over; your daughter was not able to hold on. Lisa holds Catherine up by the ankles of her legs and spreads them apart to view your daughters cum filled hole. She then starts licking your daughters folds and sucking out all your milk out of her till she is squeaky clean. And not once did she stop tending to your dick with her walls.
When there is nothing left that she can suck out, she gently puts Catherine back down and licks off the excess on her lips.
"MMMMMMMMMMMmmmm...Delicious!" and then kisses your daughter on the lips.
The sight was incredibly erotic and you are slightly surprise that Catherine was able to sleep through all that. But never-the-less your dick feels ready to fire another load, so you grab Lisa by the hips and start pumping into her hard.
The room is filled with the sounds of your two hips sloppily slapping against each other again and you can feel yourself edging again and by the way Lisa's walls tighten, she is too.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Fill me up! Fill me up till I am pregnant with your child! Hurry! Hurry!"
And then you release another massive load into her already filled up womb. With nowhere else to go, your seed sprays out the side while Lisa arches her back so that she is looking at the ceiling with her eyes rolled up and her tongue rolling out.
Eventually, you both come out of your post orgasmic high and she collapses on top of you and your daughter.
You are too tired at this point to move and so you just fall asleep there with the two girls on top of you.