Transmigrated Daddy of the Hentai World

Daniel wanted nothing more than to grab Anna by the waist, yank her against him, and run his hands all over her body through that flimsy, nearly see-through fabric. The sheer black robe had left almost nothing to the imagination — the soft shape of her heavy breasts, the dark shadows of her nipples, the gentle mound of her pussy... She looked so fucking sexy that his breath caught in his throat and his cock gave a heavy, interested twitch.

But he still had just enough control not to bend her over a display table in the middle of a luxury boutique.

He turned to Elise, voice low and calm.

"Wrap up all three pieces."

Elise gave a graceful nod and signaled another attendant. While Anna returned to the fitting room to change, Daniel remained behind and spoke quietly with Elise about a new idea that had just formed in his mind — something filthy, private, and very much in line with the way the day was going.

Elise listened. At first her eyes widened. Then a slow, knowing, almost hungry smile bloomed across her lips.

"Yes, of course, Sir. Leave everything to me."

Daniel sealed it with a firm nod.

A minute later Anna stepped out of the fitting hallway.

She was back in her short brown skirt and tight white top. The fabric of the top stretched across her full breasts with every step, and the skirt was short enough that the soft underside of her ass cheeks peeked out when she walked. Her black heels clicked against the polished marble.

Tick... tock...

She came to stand beside him, face still faintly flushed, thighs rubbing together just a little. A staff member was already packing the three shameless dresses into elegant black boxes.

Daniel was about to tell her to try on something even more revealing when a sharp mechanical chime rang from her phone.

TING!

Anna pulled it out. The moment she read the message, a bright, excited smile replaced the leftover shyness. Her eyes lit up.

Daniel raised an eyebrow. Someone on the other end of that phone had just made his daughter smile harder than the three slutty dresses he bought her.

The glass entrance doors slid open.

Two young women walked in, both dressed like they were looking for trouble.

The first had short black-blonde hair that stopped at her chin. She wore a tight black top that barely contained her chest, tiny black shorts that dug into her ass, and a leather jacket hanging off her shoulders. Everything about her screamed confident slut.

The second girl was non other than the same tight, young girl Danial had fucked senseless in the restaurant bathroom the day before. The same girl whose cunt Danial had stretched, whose throat he had used, whose womb he had filled until cum was running down her thighs.

The two girls spoke to an attendant, then started walking straight toward them, hips swaying.

Daniel glanced down at Anna, still watching that excited little smile.

"Aren’t you a bit too happy?" he teased, voice low. "Want to put the Midnight Bloom back on and wear it for the rest of the date? Let everyone see what’s mine."

Anna turned to him, rolling her eyes like a spoiled kitten, and purred—

"Daddy~ don’t tease me~~!"

Her neck and cheeks immediately flushed a deep, pretty crimson. She was still embarrassed about how much skin those dresses had shown... and about how hard her daddy had stared at her while she wore them.

Daniel wanted to push her further. He wanted to drag her behind a rack, shove his tongue in her mouth, and remind her exactly who she had been dressing up for.

But then—

"Anna!"

A loud, cheerful voice cut through the store.

The two girls reached them. One looked like pure trouble. The other... Daniel’s cock gave an involuntary twitch of recognition.

Before he could move, Anna had already run forward with a happy little cry and thrown her arms around both of them in a tight group three way hug.

Daniel’s jaw tightened.

His daughter’s soft, full breasts were pressing directly against the same pair of tits he had squeezed, slapped, and sucked on less than twenty-four hours ago. The same body he had treated like a fuck-toy was now wrapped up in a sweet hug with his Anna.

"You know her," the short-haired one Kira said with a dirty little grin. "She always takes forever to get ready. Probably busy touching herself."

"Hmm, I know," Anna laughed, turning to the second girl.

Lara had shiny light-brown hair pulled into a high ponytail. The first two buttons of her white shirt were undone, showing a deep, soft line of cleavage. Her breasts stretched the fabric tightly. The short navy-blue skirt she wore was so tiny it looked like it belonged on a girl who wanted professors staring at her ass instead of teaching her.

"Shut up, bitch," Lara clicked her tongue, clearly irritated. "Why are you lying?"

Kira only smirked.

"And why are you still in uniform?" Anna asked, trying not to laugh too loudly.

Lara sighed, shoulders slumping.

"My dad. The bastard wouldn’t let me skip. I had to sneak out of class like a criminal."

Anna’s sweet giggle was soft and musical.

"But you still came, didn’t you? Hehe~"

The sound was so pure it actually softened Lara’s bad mood. She reached out and stroked Anna’s blonde hair almost affectionately.

Then Anna’s eyes sparkled with sudden excitement.

"Oh! I almost forgot — I’m here with someone today!"

Both girls froze for a second.

Lara’s eyebrows shot up. "Don’t tell me you finally accepted that creep Fan’s confession?"

Anna looked genuinely disgusted.

"Ew—! No!! Why would I let that creeper touch me?!"

Both friends visibly relaxed.

"Then who?" Kira asked, eyes narrowing with interest.

Anna’s smile turned playful and proud.

"Hehe~ Come meet him."

The word "him" made both girls exchange a sharp glance.

Anna grabbed one hand from each of them and cheerfully dragged them toward Daniel.

Daniel’s heart gave a single hard thump. He turned his face slightly to the side, rubbing his temple as if he had a headache, trying to look natural while his mind raced.

Don’t react. Don’t let her see that you already know what this girl’s cunt feels like when it’s cumming on your cock.

"Calm down, calm down, babe—" Lara was laughing as she was pulled along.

Then her voice died in her throat.

She stopped walking completely.

Her eyes locked onto the tall man standing a few steps away — the same man who had fucked her raw, called her a little bitch, and pumped her full of cum until she was shaking on the bathroom floor.

Anna, completely oblivious, released their hands, bounced over to Daniel, and wrapped both arms around one of his.

With a bright, intoxicating smile she announced to her friends—

"Meet him! This is my daddy!"

The smile was so radiant it even made Kira blink in surprise.

But on Lara’s face, every trace of color drained away.

Lara in her haze blurted out—

"Father...?"

Lara could only stare at Daniel in dead silence, her thighs pressing together as the memories of the previous day slammed into her all at once.