"That ugly man keeps staring at me every day..."
Anya Forger, the young psychic that served as the lynchpin of Operation Strix, quietly thought to herself as she gazed at the ugly janitor. A man that quickly looked away from her as soon as he noticed that she was staring at him. Considering how boring school was and how difficult it was, she was more confused as to why she couldn't stare at him.
And trying to keep up with everything Damien was cooking up so she could try and befriend him despite how they had started out on the wrong foot, and trying to understand why Becky thought all this fancy pancy stuff was super normal... Yeah, it's no wonder she decided to look elsewhere from time to time to try and just think of things she liked. Like Bond! Or Papa! Or Mama!
Whenever Anya got a little too curious, like when she had noticed that the ugly man had been staring at her every day, she usually decided to try and read the person's mind. Which was what she did, letting her mind connect to the ugly man's mind to see what he might be thinking of-
"ANYA LOVES YOU, DADDY!"
Her own voice echoed through her mind as she was forced into shock. All thanks to the mental image of... Of... W-Was that her? That was definitely her, but she was wearing a tiny bikini, and she had some of Mama's lipstick on, and... She had something inside her!
Why was she calling that man Daddy anyway? And why was she so happy? He... he wanted a daughter too, like Anya? But why was he doing things to her? And why did she love it? She didn't understand. She didn't understand at all...
But her crotch kinda got wet... S-So... Maybe she could try again another day...
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What Anya hadn't realized was that she had just gotten her very first taste of something truly adult. Something that she definitely shouldn't think about. And it was all thanks to her own curiosity that she gained a taste of this forbidden fruit.
The first thing she learned from reading the big, ugly man's mind... Was what he was doing. He was doing... Sex? Sex, that was what he was doing to her. Putting his peepee into her pusspuss, as he called it. And then he tried to make a baby with her. He did it lots and lots inside of his mind, and it... It didn't feel so weird to see, even if she was the one in his thoughts.
It was a little weirder when he started to imagine that Becky was with her. And the two rubbed their naked bodies up against his peepee and made it squirt all sorts of sticky stuff. After they had kissed it lots and lots...
It was such a surreal thing to learn about. Which was why she kept on reading his mind. Again and again. Making sure that he never noticed that she was reading his mind, because she didn't want his fantasies to be disrupted.
They were not too varied. Always revolving around girls like her having sex with him. But the girls were always really dominant. Calling Daddy a pervert for liking girls like them. Kissing his big chest and his big belly before riding his cock. Or if they had been really mean, he'd grab their throats and fuck them really hard...
It got to the point where she actually had to be more careful with it, because Becky had noticed that she was zoning out and making a bit of a mess. Not that she knew how she had made a mess in the first place, nor that Becky understood what it was. Just that she wanted Anya to be careful so she didn't end up back in diapers or something, or getting scolded because of how absentminded she was...
Which was why... Which was why Anya had started to improve her ability. All so she could quietly read 'Daddy's mind from the comfort of her own home. She never realized that she could read minds from this far away, but being able to sync her dreams to his made her dreams that much more fun...
Her pusspuss got all sorts of squishy as she joined Daddy in his dreams. Especially as his peepee kept on kissing her womb, where she'd be making lots and lots of babies...
The more she read his mind, the more she let his dreams sink into hers... The more she was being corrupted by Daddy. Even though Daddy was doing his very best to keep himself from doing bad things. Even though Daddy was trying his very best not to get caught peeking at girls like her. Daddy was actually really adorable when he was trying that, ehehe...
But that was why... That was why Anya couldn't stop herself from wanting to meet Daddy directly. And she already knew exactly where she'd find him. All she had to do was something simple... And then she could meet him...
Yes... Just one thing that Mama needed to help her with...
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"You want to try my lipstick, Anya?"
Anya nodded rapidly as she looked up at Yor, her 'Mama'. Adopted, just like with her Papa, Loid. Yor was a great Mama, but she was also... Well, she killed people and was really ditzy about it, so naturally she thought Mama might have something that'd look nice for her to wear when she went to visit Daddy!
"I wanna look pretty like Mama does when she looks at Papa!" Anya chimed, promptly causing her Mama to blush lots and lots. Ehe. Good. If she preyed on Mama's love for Papa, then she could get her to help. Especially since Papa was busy with his mission...
Yor's mind was racing, before she tried her best to keep calm. "A-Alright. But you have to promise that you won't tell P-Papa." She didn't want to get into trouble for doing something Loid might not approve of. But she also didn't want to let Anya down...
Anya grinned a little as Yor walked away, focusing a little on her Mama's rear. It was actually quite big, now that she thought about it. Daddy did have a couple of fantasies that didn't revolve around girls like her. So many Daddy would like Mama... Maybe, ehehe...
As soon as Yor came back with the tube of lipstick, Anya noticed the blush still sticking to her face. And how her hand kept shaking. "Uhm, Anya... I-I'd gladly try and show you how to put on lipstick, but... But I..." She wanted to. She really did. She just didn't have the confidence at the moment. Far, far too occupied with the embarrassing emotions running through her.
"Okay, Mama!" Anya giggled as she reached out and took the lipstick from her Mama, before turning towards a lil' mirror that she had set up. Puckering her lips out, as she carefully applied the lipstick. Making sure to get every single inch of her lips covered so she could look just right for Daddy, who had such a kink for cuties wearing lipstick...
Normally, seeing one's kid applying lipstick would probably send off a couple of worrying signs inside one's head. But Yor wasn't exactly the most stable kind of woman, and she definitely didn't see herself doing a lot of these things for leisure, given her upbringing. So she just clapped a little in surprise when Anya did it so well. "You're a natural at this, Anya... Did any of your friends teach you?"
"Mmhm! I think you'd like my friend lots, Mama!" Anya giggled, as she handed back the lipstick. "I'm gonna go play with them now, okay?" She cried out, as she quickly ran off...
While also picking up one of Mama's dresses as she ran out the door, with Yor just barely able to notice what had happened. And while panic was the first thing that went through her head, the second was...
"W-Well. She is a growing girl. It'd be really bad if I were to shelter her..." Yor thought to herself, as she quietly went to sit on the couch. She needed a little bit more time to herself, to wind down from everything that had happened.
Surely, Anya would be okay with her friend. If that friend was anything like her other, adorable friends...
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"Too big... But... That's just what Daddy likes..."
Anya giggled a little as she looked at herself, having made it all the way to Daddy's apartment. She had even gone through the trouble of putting on Mama's dress, which was way, way too big... Which actually served to expose her nipples, so it wasn't all bad. After all, Daddy liked ill fitting clothes. Whether it was adult clothes on kids like her, or kid clothes on adults that should know better, like Mama!
Not to mention, she had also snatched a pair of Mama's naughtier panties. Which fit really snugly around her, perfect for seducing Daddy. Now all she had to do was knock on Daddy's door, and then everything could begin...
The lil' erotic psychic knocked on the apartment door, and not a second later she heard the sound of something crashing to the ground. As well as a set of hurried footsteps, and gasping and panting.
"S-So sorry, so sorry, I'm-"
The door opened, and there was the ugly janitor. Who thought that the one that had knocked on his door was somebody much more important. Instead, he froze in shock as he saw the erotic lil' girl. All while his stained boxers immediately started to tent, and the musk of frequent use started to waft out from the door.
"Ehe. Hi, Daaaaaddy." Anya giggled as she stepped inside, with Daddy quickly backing away instinctively. He didn't... He never thought that somebody like her could exist. He never dreamt that she could actually exist.
And moments later, as Anya shut the door, he recognized her. "Y-You're... A-Anya, from the school... W-What are you doing here? A-Are you here to get me fired?" He was so nervous, despite how confident he looked in his mind. It was actually really cute. But he had also thought about the times that he was like this. And how all it would take to break him was a bratty lil' girl like Anya.
"Ehhh? Daddy, you meanie..." Anya giggled a little more as she stepped closer, licking her cute pink lips as she stroked the air, making sure not to step on her Mama's dress so she could still look vaguely erotic. "I'm here to have fun with Daddy, not throw him out, ehehe..."
"F-F-F-Fun..." Daddy muttered, especially as he was forced to climb onto his bed. All while watching that lewd girl come closer and closer, making him pant more and more as his cock drooled a little precum into the front of his boxers...
Anya had seen his cock many times within his mind. And it was still as fat and as disgusting as it ever was in there. Which just made it look all the more delicious now. She couldn't wait to have a taste, a bit of drool running down her chin as she came close enough to press up against it.
"Daddy's cooooock..." Anya gasped as she gave his boxers one single kiss, leaving a smeared mark on them before she grabbed ahold of the waistband of his boxers with her teeth. Slowly tugging them down bit by bit, as she wanted to free his cock from its prison.
Daddy couldn't believe what he was seeing. How could he ever believe something like this? His heart was skipping several beats, and all he could do... All he could do was tremble. As he wondered what she might do, if she kept going like this. Was she going to... Was she going to offer herself to him like all the girls in his dreams, or... O-or... A-Ah...
The moment that Daddy's cock was freed from its incredibly tiny prison, the big disgusting janitor ended up cumming all over Anya's face. Completely and utterly smothering her in his disgusting cum. All while she let out a delighted moan, letting the wonderfully sticky substance cover her completely. Giggling as she made sure to rub it all over her...
"H-Haaah... Y-You really like it, Anya..?" Daddy muttered, still not sure if what he was seeing was actually real. Of course he was nervous, of course he wasn't certain. It was still such an absurd sight to behold. Especially considering what kids were really like. To see them actually indulge his delights...
Anya nodded as she swallowed a bit of the cum that had gotten into her mouth, sticking her tongue out teasingly. Letting the warm steamy cum-stink pour out from her mouth. "Daddy's cum tastes gooooood..." It was extra thick and salty, and it really did taste super good...
That little tease, the way that she stuck out her tongue as if she was begging for more. That activated Daddy. His body trembled one last time, before he reached out and grabbed her by the throat. Just as he had done so many times before in all the fantasies that she had seen play out..!
And just like in those fantasies, Daddy jammed his cock down his slutty girl's throat, thrusting in and out as he used her like any other onahole. Which felt so wonderful. Sure, she was a lot tighter than he ever could've expected, but that didn't stop him from thrusting. That didn't stop him from indulging in how good it felt to fuck her with all of his might. He was going to fuck her as much as he possibly could. Going in and out, in and out, repeatedly..!
"You're mine..! My slut, my adorable tiny slut! DADDY LOVES YOU, ANYAAAAA!"
His scream of delight was so passionate, befitting of the man that she had kept an eye on. And his climax, the bubbly cum that rushed forth with vigor as he came, was just as impressive as she had imagined it'd be. So much so that her eyes immediately rolled into the back of her head as she felt it all pouring in. Such a wonderful, wonderful feeling..!
Of course, Anya could only keep so much cum inside her, so a lot of it still poured out through the gap between his cock and her pussy. Not that Daddy nor his beloved lil' slut really cared. Not while they were consumed by this much pleasure... Not when they were consumed by this much delight...
"Daddy..." Anya gasped, Daddy's grip on her throat loosening to the point where she could properly speak again. "Moooore... Anya wants moooore..." She giggled, as his cock grew erect inside her. Letting her get nice and close to his wonderful chest...
A chest that she absolutely dotted in kisses, making him grow harder and harder inside her. Even though he had just released what felt like a month's worth of cum inside her womb. If she could conceive, she was definitely going to be a lil' Mama at this point...
Daddy gazed down at the girl still firmly wrapped around his cock. And as he grabbed ahold of her, another spark of pleasure went off inside his body. There's no way that he was going to let a chance like this slip by him.
Thus, the apartment filled with cries upon cries. For hours on end, until the sun set...
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"Anya! Anya, finally, where are you!?"
Papa's voice echoed over Anya's phone, as she simply giggled in response to his frantic sounding cries. Oh, Papa was such a silly man... And absolutely nothing when compared to her Daddy...
"Just playing with my new best friend, Papa. I'll be home later!"
Before Papa had the chance to ask her more, she hung up. All so she could focus on Daddy, puckering her lips like he had told her to...
"That's it, Anya... Just keep 'em puckered like that..." Daddy said, with that seductively disgusting tone that she had come to love from all his fantasies. A tone that only grew stronger as he got nice and close, and let his lips meet hers...
It felt so nice to kiss Daddy. He was such a good kisser too. Teaching Anya everything she needed to know about these. Not only how good it felt to kiss Daddy all over, which was great for making him feel like he was important, but also how good it felt to kiss him like an adult. Like a real lover...
Their tongues danced for a moment, before they each pulled apart. Bright pink lipstick smeared onto Daddy's lips, and a trail of saliva connecting the two of them...
"Ehe... You're really good at kissing, Daddy..." Anya giggled lots, grinning a little more as she thought about her friends. "Waaaay better than Damien..." To think that she was ever focused on a boy like him, when Daddy was watching her all along.
Daddy blushed as he got yet another kiss on the cheek from his favorite slut. "You're great at kissing too, Anya. But you know, Daddy might get bored if he's only got you. Think you could get a couple of your friends to come and join..?" Now that he had one slut, his inner gluttonous stud was pushing him to try and get more...
"Daaaaddyyy... You naaaughty man..." Anya giggled, before kissing him on the other cheek too. "Becky'd be a great slut for Daddy too... And Mama's really good with peepees too. You'd love her, Daddy..." She was more than happy to help him. Even if she was going to tease him lots about it too.
To think that she would end up such an eager slut, just because of one of the minds she couldn't stop reading. Anya didn't really care about how much she had fallen, however.
As long as she had Daddy, she was his happy little slut...