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Calling out to the stars above and around, the goddess arched her back, gripping her ample breast tightly with one hand while the other disapeared into her womanhood. Her muscles squeezed and milked her fist at the same time it gushed, squirting her sweet-smelling excretions across the celestial. She lost all feeling and track of 'time' for a moment or two before her vision cleared. Her breast heaved with exhausted satisfaction... and an unending desire for more. Sitting up slowly, she pulled her soaked hand from within herself and began licking it clean as she thought of what else to watch, which of her infinitium of possibilities seemed like the best to fuck herself to?

*****

The wind whistled past him, not a deafening howl, but a gentle, soft whistle as he locked his wings and glided over the land below. The mountains were alien to him, but he didnt care. If he wished, he could return home in the blink of an eye. No, he was taking a long needed vacation away from the worries of life to pursue a task he had not had time for in recent months. He had been working metal for so many rich bastards back home, doing what they wanted, crafting what they desired with materials they generally brought, or bought from his vast stores. Now, he was gliding on the currents of air, seeking new metals not to replenish his stores but for the sake of seeking them. It was...relaxing, and a valid excuse to get away for a while.

Rifter was a very strange creature not quite native to the land he flew over. In fact, he was from a very faraway place, but that was all part of the plan. If one is to get away from it all, they may as well get away from it all. He was a large winged hybrid, though perhaps not so strange to brave adventurers who had travelled far and wide. His body bore a great resemblance to any gold-scaled dragon, however his foretalons and claws, and even his wings, bore more of a resemblance to that of a gryphon, possessing more eagle-like qualities than those of a scaled beast. His body structure was otherwise a dragon, though coated not only in scales, a large portion of his body bore metalic golden feathers as well, which melded together perfectly with his draconic scales. Eaglefeather and dragonscale were as at peace and at home on his form as the waters and froth on the sea.

His keen hawkeyes looked this way and that idly along the tree-covered slopes of the mountains around, but it was his mind that sought outward, seeking the metals he knew lay hidden within the earth. A metalworker of renowned skill, Rifter was often drawn to new metals, new materials to craft into arms, armor, trinkets, baubles, anything and everything one can possibly imagine a use for metal.

A humming in his mind caught his attention, a reverberation he felt from the earth the likes of which never before had he been in the presence of. What was it? He was not entirely sure what it could be, but it felt... unique, a metal of extraordinary formation. Unlike the molten rock and metals beneath the mountains, volcanoes he knew as he focused his mind on them for a moment, this metal was solid, near enough to the surface one could probably dig free with minimal mining equipment were they without any power of their own, and... yes, yes it was malleable. That much he could feel in the way it reverberated in his soul... The allure was enough to cause his descent slowly lower, spiraling down until his talons and claws pranced on the cool, moist soil of a fresh rain's remnant. Smirking to himself, he let his aura, his power shift and change... But wait... He felt... somehow different. Empty. Again he focused his mind on the task of changing his quadruped, feral body into that of a more humanoid form, but... Nothing happened.

He panicked, but only for a moment. Taking a deep breath, he spread his wings and leapt into the air, spiraling up and into the sky. After reaching about the distance he was before, he suddenly felt his power rush back into his form. The same hum filled his mind once again. Suppose, he mused inwardly, it was the metals he sought that had driven his power away? Suppose the metal was magical in itself, a metal that voided all aura of power around a certain distance from it? Oh, imagine the possibilities; imagine such armor and weapons, or even something so subtle as a trinket, a ward against mages and sorcerers...

Again he spiraled downward to the soft ground and looked around. Without his power, he would have to dig it up manually... and in this body as well. Then again, this more feral state would make it easier than the other, anyway. It wasn't really that deep anyway, and he could take it to a nearby lava tube and begin forming the crafts right away, keeping both the metal and its location quite secret and ensuring his monopoly...

*****

What on earth were they doing? The purple-haired, purple-scaled dragonling crept through the brush as quietly as she could. It was not hard sneaking up on one's own hideout. She and her brother had found the hidden grotto, a cave of plants really, nestled in the center of a thicket of trees. It was composed mostly of vines and ferns and such, creating quite the large green cave for them to hide in... but Flare and Mama were heading right towards it. WHY!? She and Flare swore never to tell their parents about the place!

As she crept close to the opening of their little hideout, she heard only the ruffling of movement, no words or anything. Peeking an eye around the corner, she was rather shocked at what she had discovered. Her twin brother, his red-orange scales and hair a stark contrast to her amethyst, was on his back. Mama had pried away his shorts, leaving him quite naked. His maleness was standing at an erect seven inches and throbbing. But... But... Wait, was he falling into his first mating season? They had agreed to share it with each other! Her fears were only confirmed, however, when she focused her attention on Mama.

The black-haired angel was dressed only in a loose gown, atop which she usually wore a light robe. The attire was mostly out of necessity rather than desire, what with her belly bulging outward, very round with, Twilight had felt, twins. And she was rapidly nearing term. Mama discarded her robe, dropping it to the side before she gathered her gown against her palms, pulling it up and over her wings and head to toss it aside as well, leaving her gravid body bare. She smiled down at the boy she knelt beside, her hands roaming their forms slowly.

Her left hand slid up her son's thighs to his length, which she expertly began to stroke. From tip to balls, Twilight watched her mother's hand move up and down her brother's arousal with practiced skill while her right glided over the bulge of her belly for several moments before ascending to one of her swollen breast. She squeezed and cupped the mass for a moment, sighing pleasantly as she did before she gingerly straddled her son's hips. The hand on his length guided his tip to her body and slowly she impaled herself on his virgin form, taking all of his form into her own until their hips were flush. They moaned in unison and Faith began to move...

Twilight turned and fled, as quietly as possible. She would corner her brother and let what she found be known to him later, when it would sting more. She knew her heat was coming on soon. It had been hinting for days now, and her body was growing warmer. Her chest, though still flat, had begun to bud recently, and her hips, though still narrow, had begun to widen slightly. All the signs were there, and now this...

Spreading her wings, she let her body melt and shift, taking on the form of a lithe, purple dragon. She flapped her wings and leapt high into the air, flying quickly away from the sounds she was sure she would hear soon.

When she and Flare had discovered their sexuality, it was quite by accident. They were wrestling in their grotto and Flare suddenly stopped and stepped aside, looking at his maleness inquisitively. It was long, hard, and throbbing, something that had never happened. When they tried to inspect it, he learned that it felt good to stroke at it. They guessed that it had happened when she had inadvertently rubbed his groin. When they tried to replicate the effect on Twilight, they found she didn't grow anything long, hard, or throbbing, but rubbing her slit in order to coax just such a thing felt just as good. They had masturbated each other several times since. Each time resulted in moaning and gasping near the climax of pleasure. Twilight was sure that was going to happen when Mama and Flare mated... Not to mention they had watched Mama and Papa conceive the twins she carried...

Even as she thought about it all, she found her scaled slit growing hotter, and the itch needed to be scratched more and more the farther she flew, and the more she thought about her brother's fingers pulsing into her, his tongue delving deeply into her depths... Goddess, she wanted to be mama right then, her brother's thickness buried inside of her, stretching her even more than two of his fingers did... She wanted to feel him pulsing into her slowly, gradually working to the fervent rhythm Flare took when he knew she was nearing her climax...

The more she fantasized about her brother mating her, making her his own, the more males she pictures herself with. She did not yet realize it, but seeing her brother and thinking about mating had jumpstarted the heat that had been inching along slowly. Her fantasies continued until, in her mind, she was fucking each of the males in her family: both of her brothers and even her father. Hells, she even pictured herself bent over for various animals: wolves, cougars, elk, deer, even critters her mother and father had only told them stories of...

Oh, it was too much! She needed to find somewhere to relieve herself, to scratch the itch burning deep inside!!! The mountain she lived in was a volcano, so she bore no fear whatsoever when she spied a lava vent in a hillside below. She dived towards it, folding her wings along her back until the last moment when she could spread her wings and glide quickly into the cave. She hadn't even come to a stop when her body melted and altered, changing into that of a more angelic form, though with scaled dragonwings and a tail rather than the downy feathers her mother bore.

She skidded along the smooth stone and came to a halt near the middle of the cave on her back. She gasped and arched her back, thrusting her flat chest into the air with a pair of fingers already plunging into her moist body again and again, frigging herself relentlessly. Her free hand slid up her taut belly to one of her budding breast, squeezing and rubbing her developing breast as she moaned like a haughty whore. She gasped and squealed, thrusting her hips almost violently against her hand as she tried desperately to bring herself to that same pleasurable climax she could before, and her brother had as well. But her body would not allow it, not without one key ingredient any female in heat needs to reach her end...

She was so engrossed in seeking relief that she didn't notice the wide pair of golden eyes peering at her from the back of the cave, didn't see the flaring nostrils below them, nor did she hear the click of claw and talon on the smooth stone approaching her.

*****

He had been searching the lava tube, seeing if it had run deep enough to reach the magma below so he could work his metals, when the sounds of a female reached his ears. He turned and sprinted back up the tube to skitter to a stop, momentarily paralyzed by what he beheld. There on the cave floor was a young girl masturbating vigorously, despite her very-young age. It was odd to see such a young creature pleasing herself and moaning like the whores who walked the streets of his home and...

His nostrils flared at the scent coming off her sweat-glistening body. Oh... Smirking, he felt his entire body, his mindset change completely from alarm to overpowering desire. The girl was in heat, and quite the powerful one at that... He started to move forward slowly, his claws clicking on the smooth stone as he approached the girl. It was only when he was very close beside her that he settled on his scaled haunches and looked her writhing body over. She almost looked and sounded as though she were in agonizing pain rather than ecstatic bliss... "I can make it better, girl..."

Were the circumstances different, he would have laughed at the way her purple eyes shot open and her body jerked violently in the sudden shock. She didn't recoil away from him though, just stared up at him for a moment before her sparkling purple eyes descended his gold scales to the throbbing red meat already quite erect between his legs.

He was not modest in hiding his arousal, instead letting it throb proudly for her to see. He was rather lengthy, considering his bloodline, but that was not what captured the girl's attention. The entirety of his length was covered in short barbs one might think would hurt, but quite the opposite was true of them. Beginning at the middle of his length and working downward towards the widest part of his cock, the base, was several rings, ridges around his cock that many women had sworn touched them in places no other creature could.

The hunger in her eyes as she reached a hand out to curl her digits around his girth was alarming. For one so young to look at him in that way... He moaned lightly, instinctively thrusting against her palm. For one so deep in a heat as she obviously was, she wasn't quite offering herself to him as he expected. This was no doubt her first indeed.

"You want it, don't you?" he asked, his mind rapidly fogging over with his lust for her. Oh, he couldn't wait to feel how tight she was... "On your hands and knees, sweet. Roll over for me." He instructed firmly, but gently. A smile spread across his draconic muzzle at the speed she took in rolling onto all fours. She looked at him wantonly, impatiently waiting for what she knew was coming. She looked both so cute and adorable, and delectably erotic... He stood up, walking around behind her with a smile. She was significantly smaller than he in this form, but it would do... Perhaps half his size, he guessed. He leaned forward and nudged the base of her tail with his nose at the same time he gave her another bit of direction. "Hold your tail aside for me, girly. I can't very well fuck you with that in the way." Again he could only smile as she moaned haughtily with the movement of her tail.

Staring down at her bare rump and dripping girlhood, he himself gave a soft moan and shook his head. He thought of reaching out to taste her nectar, but a wanton moan convinced him she needed relief a little more than she needed pleasing. He stepped forward, his golden eyes watching her as she disappeared beneath his belly. So small... oh, what a delicious thought... He gave a toothy grin when he felt his thickness touch the hot flesh of her rump. Ooooh, this was it... He began to lightly rock his hips, trying to find her opening by feel, but was getting nowhere. Perhaps he ought not to just change his shape for her, if only to make it eas-...

He was cut off by the feel of lithe digits curling about his length and pulling him until he was pressed against, and into, moist flesh. The instant he felt her guiding his arousal into her hot flesh, his hips gave a jerk, pushing forward into her body. She screamed loudly, a shrill sound mixed both with pain and pleasure as he felt his length pressing against a barrier within her. No doubt this was her hymen? Being a halfbreed like him, a fact made obvious by her smell and the fact she was covered in skin and not scales, maybe she had a hymen where pure-dragons did not. It was awfully deep though. No matter. He pulled his hips back until only maybe an inch of his hot cock was left within her tight, constricting body. He curled a forelimb beneath her, hugging her back against the soft scales of his belly and curled his long neck so he could stare into her face. "This is going to hurt the first time, sweet. But only for a minute, then you wont feel anything but pleasure. I promise."

He was answered only by a moan and her body rocking back against his. Smirking, he nodded and thrust his hips forward once more, driving every last inch of his dragoncock into her body. A good nine inches disappeared into her, distending her belly obscenely. The fact he hadn't felt himself pressing against or past her cervix surprised him and clued him in on one thing: That WAS her cervix! What he thought was her maidenhood was actually the entrance to her developing womb! Oops! Her screams of what sounded like agony only confirmed this further!

He opened his mouth to apologize to her, his mind temporarily cleared by this turn of events. He was again interrupted, but this time by a smaller voice, still female. "What are you doing to my sister!?"

He turned and looked, beholding a smaller critter perhaps half her size, what appeared to be a full dragonette of magenta scales standing in the mouth of the lava tube. She started sprinting forward, an action he would have found adorable any other time....

*****

Blaze had been trying to keep up with her big sister as she flew away, trying to get her attention and ask her what was wrong, but Twilight flew to fast... Far to fast. She had lost track of her big sister for some time and she flew and flew and flew, trying to find her, but...

There was a loud scream, a scream that belonged to only one person. She gasped and flapped her little wings as hard as she could, even as a second scream filled the air, coming from a cave in a hillside. Fear filled little Blaze as she approached the cave and landed in the mouth. Within, she saw her sister without her little gown on and on all fours. A big mean-looking golden dragon-thing was crouched over her, pressed tightly against her for some reason, obviously hurting her. Twilight was writhing beneath the monster, whimpering and moaning in pain.

"What are you doing to my sister!?" she asked and began sprinting forward, as if to push the big thing away and pull Twilight to safety.

Twilight gasped and moaned loudly, a sound not quite of pain, but of something Blaze had never heard before. "Don't stop... please.... Fuck me... Fuck me harder... Don't stop..." she said, breathing hard.

Don't stop? Skittering to a halt, Blaze tilted her head, only a couple feet from Twilight. She blinked at her sister and tilted her head the other way before looking up at the monster a little more inquisitively than before. He wasn't trying to eat her? "What are you doing to my sister?" she asked again, this time infinitely more curious than the first.

The golden dragonthing gave her a toothy grin and shrugged his immense wings that were until this moment folded neatly along his back. "Why don't you sit down and watch and I'll show you."

"HURRY!" Twilight pled, rocking her body beneath the big male.

Whatever they were doing, she obviously wanted him to do it more. But what could it be? He wasn't tickling her... she would be laughing if he was... "Are you cuddling? Cuddling and snuggling?"

"In a sense." The dragonthing answered as he started to rock his hips, pulling them back before slamming them forward again, making Twilight gasp and squeal and lurch forward every time. Even the golden dragonthing was starting to make noises, growling and moaning similar to the way her sister was as he... snuggled with her.

Blaze settled on her haunches, watching curiously for a while before she found herself a little uncomfortable in that way. In the same way Twilight had, she let her body melt and shift, changing into that little angel-girl with bright magenta hair and dragonwings of the same color. She was wearing, unlike her sister, a little pink gown that only just covered her most private parts. Sitting cross-legged, she pulled her tail into her lap, her pink eyes intent on the pair writhing and moaning in front of her.

Then something caught her attention. Every time the dragonthing drew his hips back, she could barely glimpse something large and red connected to him between his legs, his boy-thing maybe, stuck inside of Twilight's girl-slit. Except it wasn't a slit. It was stretched big and wide, looking more like an 'O' than anything. It looked painful to Blaze, but every time the male slammed his hips forward into her rump, she gasped and squealed like it felt really, really good. But why?

"YES! YES! FUCK ME! MATE ME! MAKE ME YOURS! MAKE ME YOURS PLEASE! GIVE ME THE EGGS FLARE WAS GONNA!" Twilight screamed, one hand rising from the floor to grip at her mostly-flat chest, rubbing, squeezing and pinching herself.

Blaze blinked and refocused her attention on Twilight rather than on the thing being forced into her and making her belly bulge. Fuck her? Oh! Mate her! Like what daddy said he and mommy did when they made the babies growing in mommy's tummy! Is that what this whole thing was? They were mating? She thought about asking the male if that was indeed what was going on, if they were making a baby in her big sister, but Twilight's hand caught her attention. Why was she doing that? Did it feel as good as the thing going in her?

Licking her lips in thought, Blaze looked their moving bodies over again and again from head to tail before she shrugged her shoulders and shrugged out of her pink gown. If Twilight was naked, that must mean it was ok for her to be. She reached one hand to her flat chest and tried to rub and squeeze at her nipples the same way Twilight was. It felt... ok... but not as good as Twilight seemed to think. Her eyes again fell to where they were joined and watched the thick red thing disappearing into her. Maybe something needed to be inside?

Looking down at her undeveloped slit, she let her other hand rub at it for a moment before she tried to insert a finger into herself, pulsing it into her own body in a way she thought was similar to the thing in Twilight. It felt ok, but...

*****

Rifter moaned deeply, growling in a feral sign of the pleasure he felt driving into the tight young girl beneath him. His movements were getting faster and harder, no doubt scraping the girl's knees on the stone, but if she made no protest he was not about to slow down at all. He was getting closer to his end and a little unwarranted concern was not going to slow him down.

Her body milked him, squeezing his length hard each time he forced its girth into her. It refused to let go once he was buried hip-deep in her girlhood, squeezing and urging him deeper still, trying desperately to keep him from pulling out of her. Oh, her body was about to get it's wish, he knew. The sound of his scales slapping against her flesh only grew louder with his growls and her screams. Her impassioned words were lost to him long ago. All he cared about was filling her, sating the lust the smell of her heat created in him.

His end was so near. He gasped and moaned, growling deep in his chest as he, at long last, forced his length into her body and pulled her hard back against himself. He felt his length expand and pulse within her and in response, her body began to milk him all the more vigorously, as if it knew what was to come. He barely heard the girl beneath him cry out with her first real orgasm as the blood rushed from his head, fueling the powerful spurts of his dracogriff cock as it pumped load after load of hot seed into her body, probably the most powerful orgasm he had ever had. He had no doubt that had something to do with the fact she was the youngest female he had ever had. Well... so far...

Due to their position, he didn't see his young mate's belly swelling with his seed. He leaned down to nuzzle into her neck with his muzzle, extending his tongue to gently lick at her sweaty skin as they came down from their orgasmic high...

"Hah hah hah hah hah Hah Hah Hah Hah HAH HAH HAH HAH!" quick moaning filled his ears, almost little squeaks, really. At first he thought it was the girl beneath him, but he could hear her soft moans passing her lips in her own afterglow. Blinking his golden eyes, he turned his head and looked to the young thing that had walked in on them. What he beheld was the little magenta dragonette had turned into a girl similar to the one beneath him. She was on her back writhing madly as she plunged two little fingers into her undeveloped slit quickly over and over again. He could only smirk at the sight of what he assumed was this girl's first masturbation.

He carefully dismounted the girl beneath him, prying his nine inches out of her body to sit on his haunches and watch the girl frig herself for a moment. Like her, his body shimmered and changed until he looked only a little different, a bipedal shape of his previous body. He was still covered in golden scales and still bore most of the attributes of his species, but the only change was his skeletal and muscle structure was more humanoid than before. He stroked his slick length for a moment before finally chuckling. "Come here, little girl. I'll give you the same thing I gave your sister."

She lifted her head and looked at him with lustful, curious magenta eyes, making him chuckle lightly as he laid on his back and pat his thighs. "Come here. I'll make it better than your fingers are." He said enticingly, watching as she moved onto her hands and knees and crawled over to him. She straddled his thighs where he had pat and looked down at the throbbing red meat before her.

Still stroking himself, he smiled and reached his free hand out to take one of her hands. He guided her little appendage to his hot length and helped her to stroke him, sighing pleasantly all the while. "Think we can get most of it in you?" She didn't respond. He could tell looking up into her eyes that she was too enthralled with the thing her hand glided over.

Releasing his length, he set both hands at her hips and guided her whole body, which he honestly suspected she didn't notice as she played with him. He lifted her up until her stroking, exploring hands had the thing pointed up at her undeveloped but still dripping slit.

"Alright, little girl. Put it in yourself like you were doing with your fingers." He directed gently, but firmly.

"Hm?" she questioned, looking up into his eyes before blinking down at his length. She gave a moment's pause before she reached down and pressed her hips against his tip. When he didn't slide in as easily as her fingers did, she sighed in frustration and used a hand to spread her outer folds, forcing herself down again. This time, her body barely admitted the tip. She gasped and arched her back. Her legs gave way beneath her and, much sooner than he had anticipated, gravity pulled her body down. She screamed loudly in more pain than her sister had, with no small clue as to why. Her belly bulged obscenely with his length clearly discernable, as though he had stuck his fist into a sack and stretched the material around it, rather than if he were balls deep in some female.

Even as he opened his muzzle to apologize and direct her to be more careful, she started to bounce her hips, thrusting a good inch or two into herself over and over again as she whimpered and squealed. "Make it feel good, make it feel good, make it feel good!"

Her body was even tighter than the older girl's, almost painfully so. Almost. Her bouncing had muscles she probably didn't even know she had squeezing and tensing about his length. Suppose there was no use in doing anything. She seemed to know exactly what she wanted, even if she didn't consciously know what she wanted at all. He smirked and let his hands glide up along her body, from her distended belly, still stretched from her invaded womb, to her flat chest and down her back to her rump, his hands moved all along her form. As one hand found her rump, he grinned and stroked at her puckered tailhole with a finger before gently, firmly pressing against her. It was a tight fit, what with being so stretched and so young, but her body admitted his digit after a little coaxing.

After several minutes, her bouncing only grew more vigorous and her whimpers of pain grew into whimpering and soft squeaking of pleasure. Her body was stretched painfully, but the dragonette seemed to be enjoying it now. Grinning, he tilted his head and began to wonder if their non-dragon half wasn't succubus in nature... These girls certainly knew what they wanted, and knew how to illicit it from him. The older girl, he noted, was laying on her back, one hand caressing her cum-filled belly while the other plunged a trio of fingers into her abused girlhood.

Normally, it took him a good while to climax again, but this girl's increased bouncing and rocking of her hips was driving him closer and closer. Her incredibly tight young bod was squeezing him in ways he had never imagined before, and just the sigh of how stretched she was around his length and girth...

It was too much for him. He reached to her hips and grabbed tight, pulling her flush against his groin as he arched his back and moaned loudly. She tried to pull away to continue her riding, but as she felt gush after gush of hot seed filling her deepest parts, she arched her back and screamed loudly. Her body convulsed rapidly, milking him with even more fervor than her sister had.

When he regained consciousness, Rifter lifted his golden head and leveled his eyes on the girl impaled on his length. She was quivering and quaking, still moaning as her young little body was assaulted with orgasm after violent orgasm. What made his own eyes bug slightly was her belly. There was more cum, it appeared, than was in her big sisters tummy, inflating her entire body almost. No, that was just the angle. As he sat up, he saw that she was indeed disproportionally swollen with his hot cum, making her appear twice as pregnant as her sister did. He blinked at that and carefully lifted her off of his length, eliciting another loud squeal from her as his hot cum gushed from her body, leaving quite the puddle beneath them and still leaving her appearing rather gravid...

He looked between the two and smirked lightly, tilting his head as one realization dawned on him. The elder girl would not leave, would not feel her lust wane until one of two things happened: her heat subsided... or she was taken pregnant. Either could take quite some time, and the little one laying against his chest? Well, icing on the cake, as it were...

*****

Twilight settled upon the shore of the lake in a scant purple gown, a bit of fabric that covered just enough to retain some modesty. She looked this way and that, but it was only moments before the large red dragon that was her father burst from the waterfall and rushed to tower over her. She glanced down at her baby sister landing at her side meekly before she refocused her attention on the large dragon looming over them.

"Where have you two been!? It's been over a week! Almost two!!! We have been looking everywhere and I feared the worst! What happened!?" Valor asked, his booming voice filled with concern and worry for his daughters.

"Daddy, I'm pregnant." His eldest child merely said.

"WHAT!? PREGNANT!? AND JUST WHAT THE DEVIL WERE YOU THINKING, MATING WITH ANYTHING AT YOUR AGE AND DURING YOUR FIRST HEAT!?"

"Daddy..." Blaze said in a small tiny little voice.

"YOU ARE BARELY COMING OF AGE! YOU ARE TO YOUNG TO CARE FOR A CHILD ON YOUR OWN-..."

"Daddy..."

"...-YOU CANT EVEN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF ALONE YET! YOU DON'T SEE FLARE RUNNING AROUND IMPREGNATING ANY FEMALE HE CAN FIND-..."

"Daddy..."

"...-OR EVEN FUCKING AROUND FOR THAT MATTER! HE WAS VERY WELL BEHAVED THIS PAST TWO WEEKS AND YOU-..."

"Daddy..."

"WHAT BLAZE!?"

The little girl lifted her pink eyes from the grass they stood on and looked straight into the big blue sapphires her father bore down on them. "I am too..."