Chapter 11

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Taking on the guise of her father, I sank into Abigail Billings’s dream along with Moira. My sister would keep herself out of the picture while I would seduce the girl into what we needed her to do. Seducing her own father so we could use him on our side.

If we played this right, we would have Sheriff Todd Billings on our side.

I appeared naked over the girl. The spell that Moira had cast before we entered the dream would cause the girl to be aroused by me. To be turned on by the sight of her at her. It was strange being in a different body. It wasn’t an illusion.

It was a dream. I was in a different form. That could happen in dreams, of course. You could appear in them without being yourself and it felt natural when you weren’t aware you were dreaming, but ... I was.

This body was bigger than me. On the stout side. A dad bod.

“Daddy?” gasped Abigail as she saw me standing over her. “I ... You’re...”

She squirmed there on her bed, the setting we had imagined for her to inhabit when we had invaded her dream. This was going just the way that we had planned. She wore a thin nightie that clung to her round breasts. She was the older of the two Billings girls. She was an adorable thing. A redhead.

“I ... I...” she whimpered in such a cute way.

“It’s okay, cutie-pie,” I said, my hands stroking up her thighs. That was what he was reported to call his daughters. Cutie-pie. My hands felt rougher than normal. Calloused. She shuddered as I pushed her nightie. She swallowed, staring at me with such wide eyes. They were so gorgeous to see.

I caressed her skin, so eager to just devour her. I wanted to do such wicked things to the girl. I licked my lips. I had a mustache. That felt different. It itched on my upper lip. I kept myself clean-shaven. She quivered as I pushed her nightie up higher and higher.

“What are you doing, Daddy?” she asked, her voice breathy.

“Why, loving my little girl,” I answered. “You want to be loved by your Daddy, don’t you?”

She squirmed there and nodded, her eyes so wide.

“Then relax, cutie-pie.” I smiled at her, seeing the virginal lust in her eyes. She was afraid and excited all at the same time. “You’re going to love this.”

She nodded slowly as I pushed up the nightie enough to expose the trimmed bush of red hair that adorned her little pussy. She squirmed there, her eyes so wide. She was my age, sixteen, and so ripe and ready to be devoured. I was so ready to just feast on her.

I buried my face into her pussy, my mustache massaging her twat. She gasped as I did that. It was so nice to have her squirming as I did that. I licked at her with hunger. The tart flavor of her virginal pussy soaked my tongue. She tasted delicious. Just so good.

I was so glad to lick her like that. To tongue her with delight. She groaned, her thighs squeezing around my face. I savored every second of licking and lapping at her. She groaned, her head tossing from side to side as I feasted on her.

She tasted so damned good.

So delicious.

I licked and lapped at her with all that I had. It was just wonderful to tongue her cunt. She humped against me, whimpering. Moira watched from the shadows of the dream as I devoured this delicious pussy. I flicked my tongue through her folds.

It was just so good to lick and lap at her. She squeezed her hot flesh around my mouth and humped against me. I flicked my tongue up and down her folds. She whimpered, her face contorting. It was so much fun to devour her like this.

I was so happy to make her squeal out in delight. She trembled as I licked at her. I lapped with passion at her. She shuddered, humping against me. It was so perfect to eat her cunt like this. I was so glad to make her squeal.

“Oh, Daddy!” she moaned as I flicked my tongue through her petals, my mustache rasping on her delicate folds. “Oh, oh, Daddy!”

“My darling cutie-pie!” I growled and stroked my tongue around her bud. “I love you so much. I miss your momma so much, and now I got to love you. You and your little sister.”

“Yes, Daddy!” she moaned as I stroked around her clit.

She trembled as I did that. It was so much fun to stroke her like that. To lick her with passion. I was in heaven as I tongued her cunt. I stroked through her folds, feasting on her with all that I had. She whimpered, her head tossing as I licked and lapped at her.

She held my head to her pussy as I tongued her with all that I had. It was so good to do that to her. So wonderful to feast on her cunt with my passion. She arched her back, humping against me. I was so glad to devour her like that. So thrilled to flick my tongue around her bud.

I wanted to make her cum.

My dick was so hard to make her explode. The magic wreathed me. She would wake up craving her father. Wanting to be his woman. I suckled hard on her bud. She moaned, her back arching. She gasped out in delight.

I flicked my tongue around her bud. She gasped and moaned, tossing her head. My mustache rasped against her virginal flesh. I loved her tart juices. The flavor of her twat had me stroking up and down her with vigor.

I brushed her clit.

“Daddy!” she gasped. “Yes!”

Her pussy gushed juices and soaked my mustache. I licked at her. I tongued her twat. It was so good to stroke through her folds. She whimpered as I did that. Her entire body shook. I licked and lapped at her with force. She whimpered with delight, her thighs squeezing around me.

“Oh, yes, yes, Daddy!” she moaned.

“My cutie-pie,” I growled, aching to be on her. “You’re so much like your mother.”

“I can be her!” whimpered Abigail. “I can, Daddy!”

I slid up her, my stout form draping over her body. I kissed her, my mustache rasping on her lips. My cock nuzzled into her bush and found the virginal folds of her pussy. I loved the feel of her against me. I pressed into her hot flesh. She groaned as I pushed and pushed on her. I loved how her hymen stretched until...

Her cherry popped.

I plunged into her cunt. She squealed in delight as I sank into her hot flesh. It was just so good to slide into her pussy. Her hot twat gripped me. I loved how she held me tight as I sank deeper and deeper into her cunt.

Her hot pussy gripped me. Massaged me. She felt glorious around me. Wondrous. I was in heaven here. It was just so amazing. She squeezed her cunt down on me. I loved that. She felt amazing beneath me. I thrust away at her.

“Daddy! Daddy!” she gasped, holding me tight. “Yes, yes, yes, I love you, Daddy!”

“Love you, cutie-pie!” I growled, savoring her hot twat around me.

I plunged in and out of her cunt. I fucked her with force. I slammed to the hilt in her cunt, pumping away at her with everything that I had. She squeezed her twat around me. It was just an incredible rush to have her massaging me. It was fantastic.

I pumped away at her. I thrust into her twat with all that I had. It was a glorious rush to bury into her snatch. Just so amazing to fuck her with everything that I had. She whimpered. Moaned. Her pussy held me tight.

“Daddy!” Her fingernails raked my back with her virginal passion.

I loved every second of this. I plunged into her cunt with all that I had, burying into her depths. Her hot pussy massaged me. I enjoyed every last second of that treat. It was so good to bury into her again and again.

Moira smiled from the shadows. So did Nisha. My thought form watched on, nodding.

I thrust deep and hard into Abigail’s cunt. I fucked her pussy with force, her snatch gripping me. It was just so amazing to have her massaging me. I loved the feel of her around me. I groaned, burying into her again and again.

She squeezed her snatch down me, whimpering as the pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. The need to cum swelled in me. I plowed into her with all that I had. I was just so glad to bury into her. So thankful to fuck her with all that I had.

It was so good to have her squeezing her cunt down on me. She held me tight with that wonderful pussy. I loved every second of fucking her hard and fast. I plowed into her with so much force. It was just incredible.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she whimpered. “Daddy! I’m going to ... to...”

“Cum, cutie-pie?” I groaned, slamming into her.

“Yes!” Her pussy clamped down on me. “I ... I am!”

I thrust into her harder. Faster. It was so amazing to feel her around me. She whimpered as I thrust into her. She arched her back, her ni

ghtie rustling beneath me. Then she gasped out in delight as I buried to the hilt in her pussy. Her cunt went wild around me.

Her pussy convulsed, rippling around my dick. It was just so amazing to have her cunt spasming around me. It felt so good to feel her convulsing about my dick. I loved every second of it. This was so hot. I buried to the hilt in her.

I erupted.

I spurted blast after blast of cum into her snatch. I filled her to the brim with my cum. She whimpered as I flooded her with passion. I filled her to the brim as Moira rushed to the bed. She was ready for her part.

I lifted myself up, spurting cum into her. Abigail gasped out as her pussy milked me. Moira straddled her and planted her pussy right on that delicious face. The girl gasped as I dumped my load into her pussy.

“Aphrodite!” moaned Moira, throwing her head back. “Let the lust she feels for her father swell. Let her carry this sweet dream into the waking world and make it a reality. Let the Arrow of Eros fly and fill her with incestuous passion! Let them record their passion and share it with my big brother!”

Moira bucked as I dumped the last of my cum into Abigail’s pussy. The heat shot through me. I felt so amazing as I dumped all that passion into her pussy. Her twat milked me. I threw back my head and growled as I fired one last time into her.

“Daddy!” she moaned into Moira’s pussy. “Oh, Daddy, that’s so good. Ooh, that’s amazing, Daddy!”

“Yes,” I growled, savoring the way her pussy rippled around me. “I need you, cutie-pie. I need you and your sister to love me!”

Moira winked at me and grabbed me. “Time to go!”

We left behind Abigail’s dream and flew toward Madeline’s. She had to be awakened, too. Another virgin had to be touched by passion for her father. She had to be enchanted to throw herself at her father and make him hers.

Then we would have him.