Okay guyssss, I know I haven't updated in a while and I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. Here is the next chapter, I poured my heart and soul in this so I hope you like it.
He unbuckles his belt and grabs my ankles and ties them up. He drags me across the room downstairs to the basment where he hangs me up by my ankles on the ceiling. All while I'm still farting, a little poop is coming out as well now. The wet sloppy shit slowly slides down my back as I hang from the ceiling."MUAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" daddy screams as he takes out his tools.
I scrunch my nose as I smell the shit that's running down from my back into my hair. suddenly my fart stopped. Yippie yippie ya yeey. But then I start tweeking as I feel the 3 ft stick in my asshole, teasing my intestines. I clench my butcheecks tightly together.
Daddy walks away and leaves me struggling with the shit in my hair. I feel my ass hair start to grow and wrap around the stick as I giggle. "Dadzzzyyyy" I sing as I hear his footsteps on the stairs and stopping by the basement door. "skkrrrtt" he says and a mini play car drives in the room.
sooo i'm having like a HUGEEEEE writers block sorry guys
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The Ghost's Girl
Romance'Grrrrr,' he said 'baby you make me cray cray.' I feel my climax coming closer and closer by the minute. 'WAIT I-IT HURTS DZADZY,' I scream at the top of my lungs as my imaginary friend pounds into my ass hole harder. then, I hear the church door op...
