Henry inched forwards hesitantly as Jess stood behind him.The two had quickly arisen from their warm embrace and hurriedly thrown on clothes. She was nervous at the door's sudden appearance and even more worried about what lay behind it. Finally, within arms reach Henry glanced backwards. He shot a reassuring smile to Jess as he turned the door knob, the wooden door opening with a low creak. He peered inside, frozen for a moment as he took in what lay before him. This had to be some sick joke. To think that something like this could just materialise. Beds, hay, buckets, food and finally something that looked akin to a milking machine. It was the perfect home for a couple of cows. Satisfied that the situation was safe, Henry pushed the door completely open, laying out everything for Jess to see. He turned to greet her shocked expression, curious at how she would react.
Jess stumbled forwards, reaching out to Henry for balance before dropping down the step into the barn. Her udder jostled as she landed onto the hay floor, her nostrils inadvertently flaring at the fresh smelling food. Her stomach grumbled in response as she turned bright crimson. She strolled further into the depths of the new room, running her hands across the plain double bed. She sat down at the end of it, bouncing herself up and down as she marvelled at it’s comfort. Soon the machine across from her caught her attention, she had to wonder how long it would be before using it would become part of her daily routine. But that didn’t bother her. There was just one thing on her mind right now.
“Daddy, this…. This is for us!” She exclaimed, her enthusiasm taking Henry by surprise.
“This… Doesn’t creep you out at all?” He replies, his own voice a little uneasy.
Jess jumped to her feet, her breasts slapping against her stomach as she rushed to her father's side, gripping his arm excitedly. Henry stifled his reaction as his arm was enveloped by her tits.
“It’s not… The most subtle of ways for the cabin to manipulate us.” She answered, taking a moment to actually think. “But - It does mean that you don’t have to put up with Mom’s smell.” Jess said with a smirk, forcing Henry to nod and smile back in kind. “She set us up, so let’s not give her the satisfaction again. Maybe it’s too fast, but… wouldn’t it be nice?” She finished, beaming up at him.
Henry didn’t know what was driving his choices. His head said that this was a bad idea, that he couldn’t share the same living space as his daughter. Not this soon. But… His heart told him to stay, if his mind was driven by the cabin’s changes he couldn’t tell, but right now Jess was making sense. He reluctantly pulled himself away, taking another look around at their surroundings. The bed was big enough for two, even providing enough space between them to avoid unnecessarily close distances. Despite the floor looking like a barn, the room was warm. There even looked to be more books in here for Jess to read, she did like reading.
“I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this. I shouldn’t be agreeing to this.” He said, placing his head in his hands.
Jess’ eyes lit up. He agreed. She let out a girlish scream as she bounced around, her features wobbling in tow. She finally wrapped her arms around her father, forcing his hands away from his face before planting a large kiss. “You’re doing the right thing. We… We’re meant for one another.”
Henry enjoyed the moment for as long as he could before the reality of their situation came sinking in. “I’m going to call a meeting. I need to talk to Joan... and your brother. I need to put my foot down, let her know where we stand.”