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 I move forward and place my cock on top of her cunt, then grab her ankles and raise them to my shoulders. By bending forward, I force her body to fold in half, her knees almost against her chest. I put my hands on her curvy thighs and push them together, trapping my already erect cock between her legs and in contact with her pussy lips. I start moving slowly, coating my cock with the remnants of her squirted juices, and also careful not to impale her by mistake. A happy mistake, but not one that I can afford at the moment. When I feel my cock sliding easily, I speed up gradually, and Hope starts moaning again.
 [Hope horniness: 31 (+3)]
 [Hope horniness: 35 (+4)]
 [Hope horniness: 40 (+5)]
 I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of her labia rubbing against the length of my shaft, as my cock slides back and forth between her thighs. The experience is too much for me, and even though I have already cummed a lot, in no time at all, the next load is ready. I speed up frantically, until, unable to contain my lust any longer, I start ejaculating. The orgasm is so strong that I see red for a moment, but that does not stop my cock from spewing gobs and ropes of cum all over Hope's pussy, thighs, and belly. Some sprinkles even reach her chest! When my balls signal 'no more', my little slut is coated from cunt to tits in my creamy colors…
 [Pervy act detected: thighjob. 800 PDP x (1.5 title bonus + 2 state of undress bonus + 2 first time bonus + 1.5 drugged bonus) = 800 x (1.5 + 2 + 2 + 1.5) = 5600 PDP]
 [Hope base horniness reset)]
 [Hope base horniness: 33 (+5)]
 [Hope fear: 5 (+1)]
 [Hope trust: 50 (+1)]
 Time for a picture…
 After I satisfy my inner photographer, I clean up Hope from head to toe and dress her again in her panties. After checking around to see if I forgot anything, I grab my clothes without bothering to dress, along with the camera, the tissues, and the trash, and leave her room closing the door behind me. As I do so, the alarm on my phone rings. Right on time…
 As much as I enjoyed myself, I must sleep. Hope usually gets up around 6 am, but in a new environment, and after tonight's 'release' she might wake up earlier or later. If I want a chance to make a new suggestion, I will have to be awake at 5 am and be ready to prepare breakfast. If at 6 am Hope does not wake up, I can wake her up myself. Thus thinking, I set the alarm at 5 and lie on my bed. What a day!
 [New skills and items available!]
 [New item! Aerosol bomb: 10000 PDP – Works by inhalation or skin absorption. Makes everyone in the target area open to a suggestion. The effect ends when the user says 'suggestion end' or after 3 minutes. The target(s) will self-justificate your suggestion as his/their own idea. Small increase in trust and loyalty. Target(s) forget being sprayed. AOE: 8ft]
 [New skill! Cat Herder: 10000 PDP – Grants a medium increase in the trust that the interlocutor(s) have in you. Grants a small permanent increase in loyalty toward you. Area of effect skill. Multiple targets. AOE: 8ft]
 "Hmmm, interesting… this will help with two-parent families and siblings. For now, let's sleep."
 As I slowly descend into sleep, I fantasize about all the things that I will be doing to Hope in the next few days…
 I wake up to the sound of my phone's alarm ringing. Dazed and with my eyes half-open, I stop the alarm. Why did I set the alarm so early? My eyes spring open as yesterday's events flood my mind. Hope! I jump off the bed and dress in less than 5 minutes, then while avoiding making any noise, I enter my hidden den. With a few clicks, the feed of the bedroom Hope is using is shown. Thankfully, when I wired the building, I also wired my own house just in case. On the 60 inches screen, I can see that Hope is still sleeping. Good. I move her feed to a lateral screen and roam around the rest to check on my 'girls'. Most of them are still sleeping, but one of them is awake and rubbing one. Ooh, that's nice. I sprawl comfortably in my armchair and grab the tissues…
 A nut-shake and 15 minutes later, the show is over. I check the side screen and notice that Hope is starting to move around slowly on the bed. Having peeped her feed for more than two years, I know that this is the precursor to her waking up, so after cleaning up my mess, I exit the den, always careful of closing properly the camouflaged door and go to the kitchen to start breakfast.
 Twenty minutes later, Hope comes to the kitchen dressed for school just as I am serving pancakes.
 "Good morning, Ben."
 "Good morning, Hope. Did you sleep well?"
 "This has been the best sleep I had in a long while, Ben. I feel… refreshed!"
 I smile at her without commenting. I guess that multiple orgasms can do wonders for your complexion.
 "Would you like a cup of cocoa?"
 "Oh, yes, please. Those pancakes look delicious!"
 "Then dig in while I fix your beverage."
 Hope does as instructed and happily dives into the stack of pancakes, while I turn my back to her and prepare her cocoa. System, Suggestion drop, please.
 [In the cup, user.]
 Good work, system.
 [Thank you, user]
 I pass the cup to Hope and sit at the table to enjoy my coffee as we do small talk. I seem relaxed, but in reality, I am very tense, afraid of missing the moment that the Suggestion drug will go into effect. At some point, Hope finally takes a long sip from her cocoa. Her face goes immediately slack, signifying that it is time for me to speak.
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 "What the fuck? What is going on? Have I completely lost it?"
 As I stare panicky at the dot unable to decide what to do, the white dot disappears and a line of text appears in its place.
 [Installing files. 1% done…]
 As I watch the text in shock, the percentage gradually increases. […2%...3%...4%...]
 I move to the living room in a zombie-like manner, too shocked to think clearly and lie down on the couch.
 "Something is wrong with me; I think I finally lost my sanity…"
 […12%...13%...14%...]
 Unable to affect the situation in the least, I stare dejectedly at the percentage increase, while my mind starts exploring the possible explanations. In the end, as the percentage hits 90%, I narrow it down to three possibilities.
 The first possibility is that I am in fact still unconscious and this is all a product of my mind. I pinch myself and whimper at the pain, as in my nervousness I used almost all my strength.
 Nope, the first is out.
 The second possibility is that I have completely lost my mind and am suffering from delusions. Hmm, I cannot exclude this, but while possible, I don’t think that this is it. The only thing out of the ordinary is that fucking line of text.
 The third possibility …
 [Installation successful!]
 The text disappears and a new message appears in my eyes…
 The third possibility … is that I gained a system. I read the message with my mouth agape at the implications.
 [Welcome user, to the Perverted Daddy System!]
 Fuck…
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