Chapter 2

Joshua wasn’t sure what exactly was going through his head - certainly not anything rational that’s for damn sure - but by the time he reached the top of the stairs to the basement he had recovered his senses somewhat.

Had he really intended to try something with Claire? To take advantage of her when she was in what was essentially a drugged stupor? He wasn’t that kind of man - was he? All that had happened was that he had been caught unawares but Claire stripping. He hadn’t been expecting to see his daughter in all her naked glory - he could chalk everything up to momentary insanity. His rationalising almost managed to assuage Joshua’s conscience.

What he had to do now was look after his girl and make sure that she was okay. If anything, this could prove to be a blessing for his research into the power of the fungal spores; Joshua was fairly certain that she would only be under the effects until sometime the next day; he would have to keep careful notations on when exactly she came out of it.

Joshua was feeling better with himself now that he had resolved to behave himself. It hadn’t been his fault - any man confronted with a naked girl as gorgeous as Claire would have reacted the same way. There was nothing wrong with him in the slightest - all he was doing was appreciating her in an aesthetic sense. He wasn’t lusting after his teen daughter. No, definitely not.

But then - as if some entity was working to thumb it’s nose at Joshua’s resolve - Claire appeared from the doorway that led to the small laundry. She didn’t show any sign that she was aware of her father staring at her from only a few feet away - she just shuffled mindlessly out into the hallway and headed towards the bathroom. She was still gloriously naked, and Joshua was close enough to her that he noticed new beguiling aspects of her nude body.

Even with her relaxed and unnatural gait, her hips rolled in a hypnotic, serpentine fashion. There were two cute little dimples on her lower back just above the swell of her buttocks, and he could see that she had faint tan-lines on her ass-cheeks as well. When she turned to enter the bathroom, Joshua was treated to the sight of her heavy breasts bouncing on her chest with every slow step she took.

Claire vanished into the bathroom far too quickly for Joshua’s liking and he took a few unconscious steps after his daughter before he realised what he was doing. He stopped - halfway down the hallway - wanting desperately to follow her but also scared of what he would think of himself later. Scared of what he might do.

Joshua tore himself away from this taboo fascination with a huge effort of will; stumbling away from the bathroom in his haste to get away. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a whiskey bottle from the pantry and poured himself a large glass with a shaking hand - as he did he heard the shower door opening and then the water turning on as Claire got in.

“Fuck.” Joshua muttered to himself as he shook his head to try and dispel the track his lustful thoughts were taking. It was even worse because Claire had been such a bitch to him for so long that he found his affection for her was muted to some extent. He loved her - that went without saying! But he was finding that it was easier to think of her as simply a gorgeous piece of ass first and his daughter second. He was still angry with her in general - especially after her behaviour today - and the idea of taking advantage of her without her knowing was not quite as abhorrent to him as it would have been a year or so ago. He didn’t even know what he wanted to do! He couldn’t touch her - could he? Surely if he only looked it wasn’t a big deal...

“Fuck!” Joshua said again - louder this time. He belted back the glass of whiskey and poured himself another, larger one. He went into the living room and sat down on the sofa - sipping the second glass slower this time in an attempt to settle his nerves.

He turned the television on, but he watched it mindlessly - not paying attention to anything on the screen. In his mind he was replaying the memory of Claire’s naked body over and over again. Before he realised it, Joshua had finished his second glass of whiskey and was definitely feeling the buzz of the alcohol at this point. He noted that it was starting to get dark outside and frowned to himself - Claire had been in the shower for quite some time now but he could still hear the running water coming from the bathroom.

Joshua hesitated - the hot water system in his apartment was only a small one. It was adequate when it was just him, but when Claire stayed over the hot water always ended up running out - meaning one of them usually had to make do with a cold shower. The length of time that his daughter had been in the shower should have meant that all that was coming out by now was freezing cold water.

He felt like kicking himself - had he forgotten so quickly what it was like to live with someone under the influence of the spores? He’d had to give his colleagues step by step orders to get them to do even simple tasks when he had been responsible for them. You couldn’t be vague - they had no ability to think for themselves. The last thing he had told Claire was to take a shower, and she would continue to do that until something prevented her from doing so.

Joshua ran his hand through his hair in frustration - it was because he had been so floored by seeing his daughter naked. It wasn’t his fault ... but that didn’t really solve his current problem. He would have to go into the bathroom after all.

A dark and forbidden feeling of excitement sent a thrill through his body. He had resolved to not do anything improper with Claire - but this was different. He had to do this. He was in the clear! All he was doing now was making sure she was alright. She was completely helpless in her current state - Joshua would have to look after her.

Joshua’s heart was thumping loudly in his chest as he walked the short distance down the hallway to the bathroom. He was a little unsteady on his feet as well - courtesy of all the whiskey he’d had - but it could have also been because of how eager he was to have an excuse to look at his naked daughter again. He paused for a second before entering the bathroom; fortifying himself with a deep breath before going in.

Joshua only made it a few steps into the bathroom before he came to a complete stop and stared transfixed at his daughter. He swallowed hard and placed one hand on top of his suddenly achingly hard cock in an attempt the relieve the pressure. He had been right - Claire was still caught up in slowly and mindlessly washing herself in the shower. She had a sponge in one hand and was laboriously running it up and down her torso. The water cascaded down over her body in thick rivulets and Joshua licked his lips subconsciously as he stared hungrily at her.

It was obvious that the cold water had run out some time ago - there were goosebumps all over Claire’s bare skin and her nipples were stiffened and erect. The vision of his daughter bathing was so erotic that Joshua probably would have been content to watch her forever ... but he noticed something that caused his concern for her to override his forbidden lust.

Claire was shivering. What was worse was that it wasn’t a constant thing - just an occasional full body shiver that immediately told Joshua that her core body temperature was getting far too low.

“Claire, turn off the shower.” Joshua said quickly, his voice over-loud. She was his daughter and he had to look after her. This resolution gave him enough mental strength to resist the obscene temptation before him - even after factoring in all the alcohol he’d had.

Claire did as she was told - turning slowly on the spot in the narrow confines of the shower and turning the handle until the flow of water ceased. She stayed there facing away from her father - pliant and helpless without any further instructions.

“Okay, Claire.” Joshua said, his eyes darting down to buttocks. He swallowed again. “Come out of the shower now.”

Claire turned back to face him and gracelessly opened the glass shower door - exiting and taking a few steps away and then stopping. Her eyes were blank and slightly glazed - her lips parted and hanging slackly open.

“Claire...” Joshua began but then trailed off. He was staring down at his daughter’s chest - at her stupidly large breasts. Maybe they would start to sag when she got older, but right now they sat firm and proud - plump orbs that were practically begging to be touched. He could still see the goosebumps on her skin and her body was covered in beads of water. Without even realising it, he started to stretch out one hand towards his daughter - his arm seeming to move at a snails pace as it approached her body. He’d stopped breathing - focusing on nothing more than the perfect pair of tits in front of him. Joshua outstretched a finger ... and the tip grazed the rubbery flesh of his daughter’s nipple. Shocked by what he had just done, he pulled his hand back as if scalded and took deep gulping gasps of air.

“Claire.” Joshua said again once he had recovered some. He was looking to one side of his daughter, unable to trust himself any further. “Go and get dressed for bed. Then come and join me in the living room.”

Joshua turned on the spot and left the bathroom before Claire had a chance to follow his orders. What the fuck was he doing? He knew that if he hadn’t stopped himself when he did, nothing would have prevented him from grabbing a handful of his daughter’s breasts.