Purity Spell: Daughters

Image Description: A short-haired naked brunette girl in heels is pressed against a washing machine, legs spread wide, with her hands gripping the butt of a second naked brunette girl, also wearing one heel. At their feet is a pile of clothes, and both girls are looking toward the camera.

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Daria had it all figured out. Her overprotective father was going to be out of town for the week, her little brother was at a sleepover, and her mom was housesitting for her aunt. She'd finally have the opportunity to get Steve over and scratch their mutual itches in every room of the house.

When Steve arrived, they made it as far as the first floor laundry closet before giving into their urges. They fucked right there on the washing machine, and it was great, right up until Steve came...and came, and came, his dick shrinking with each spurt as his body changed—hips expanding, breasts growing, skin softening, all in a matter of moments, until he looked like he could be Daria's sister. That's when Daria's father appeared.

Looks like I was right to set up that purity spell," he said. "Welcome to the family, Steve. Or probably Stephanie, now. You two really should have listened to my warnings. Of course, now I've got to set up twice as many purity spells." He sighed. "Daughters."

Commentary: The Purity Spell is a concept I come back to now and then, the idea of a sort of Parental Control magic that punishes naughty children for being naughty. It's no Great Shift or Spells R Us or Swap Class, but I'm proud of it.