Jennifer firmly believed that going to the field trip would trigger the transformation for sure so she decided instead to go back home. On her bus ride back Jennifer got herself back to the front door and pressed the handle down. On that same moment she felt her body getting all fuzzy and tingly. Thinking that this must be it Jennifer closed her eyes and quickly run inside to avoid seeing anything weird. In full blindness she accidentally hit someone and she was sent flying to the floor on her back. The figure was still standing on top of Jennifer.
This caused Jennifer accidentally open her eyes and see herself on the ground staring at her father's cock as his towel was on the floor next to Jennifer. Jennifer's brain begun to feel odd as the image of her father's long and juicy cock inside her mouth was now filling her mind. She was staring at it for way too long as it felt as if she was tranced by it. Not able to think anything else or stop it. Jennifer slowly moved towards it like a piece of candy she had to have.
"Are you okay Jennifer?" Mr. Smith asked as he covered his private johnson with the towel. "I wasn't expecting you back so soon and I was going to grab a glass of water from the kitchen."
Jennifer winced as her trance ended. Somehow she couldn't get her mind away from the thick meatrod that her father had showed her just moment ago. The horniness was killing her but despite it Jennifer excused herself back to her own room and was in disbelief what she was feeling. On her way to upstairs she tripped on the top as her pussy sought for action. Jennifer could only huff as she couldn't just go and ask from her dad to suck on his cock. Jennifer denied the feeling and forced herself to her own room. The sausage still haunting her mind like a never-ending jingle that was on a loop. Inside her room she couldn't concentrate or relax as the manly and mature cock kept popping up in her mind. Every where she looked like his father's junk. Lamp. Reminded her for the length. Pencil. Jennifer imagined how easy it would have been to suck if it was his father's cock. Her own big toe. The feeling of her being same flesh and blood as her own father.
Jennifer begun to murmur and moan on top her bed as she had hard time changing the subject. The constant barrage of seeing cock here and there was driving Jennfier nuts. Not able to see or think anything else. The small moans begun to get louder as she struggled to forget that one thing. Her mind was coming up with lewd scenarios inside her brain how she should just ask her father and just do it. The itch was there and it was getting harder to deal with as Jennifer's heart beat got faster and she acted like a hungry wolf deprived of his daily meat.
Jennifer couldn't think straight. The constant small burn had to be exhausted. Jennifer felt her pussy getting wet from all the thinking and it sounded and felt like a warm freshly made of bowl of mac and cheese as she pushed her finger inside her coochie. The white panties had a playing card sized dark damp attached to it and bedsheets had gathered some of her female fluids as Jennifer was dripping constantly. Should she try to ease her mind with something or just go and ask her father to just do it. She had time before mom comes home from work but after that it was going to get difficult. What should she do?