Jason has just finished drying himself off, and was now getting dressed in his night clothes. He had grabbed a plain pair of Anne’s panties which he pulled on quickly, actually enjoying the way fit snugly against his crotch and stretched over his rear. Next he put on a pair of her pyjama bottoms, the silky cotton feeling good on his softer skin. He completed the outfit with a plain white T-shirt. He turned and looked over at Anne who was laying on the bed facing the wall.
“Do you wanna talk now?” He asked gently.
“I guess” she grumbled as she rolled onto her back.
“What was that all about?” He asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
“I don’t know” she groaned, “it just suddenly felt like everyone was against me! I felt so frustrated and…and angry” she continued.
“Maybe it’s the hormones?” Jason ventured, “you’ve probably got a lot of teenage testosterone pumping through your system. You know how Steve gets sometimes” he added. Anne draped an arm over her face.
“Maybe you’re right” she sighed, “I’m sorry, I guess should apologise to the kids in the morning” she added.
“If that’s what you think” Jason said kindly as he got to his feet, “you rest up, I’ll go put Ems to bed” he added as he grabbed some of his pyjamas for her, and left the room. He reached Emma’s room and knocked gently before letting himself in. His stopped in his tracks as he saw drying her hair roughly with a towel, completely naked. She was taller now, and he could see the muscles in her arms. His gaze was drawn down to his former penis dangling between her legs, jumping around a little with her rough movements.
“Oh god, Sorry love!” He said as he quickly looked away, a straight warmth growing in his crotch.
“It’s ok daddy” Emma replied, dropping the towel to the floor, “are those for me?” She asked, pointing at the clothes in his hand.
“Oh…er yeah” he stammered, passing the bundle to her whilst trying not to look her in the eye. She took them and quickly pulled on boxers and grey bottoms. She grabbed the matching top to the bottoms Steve was wearing and tried to pull it on, but it felt a little tight on her newly larger frame. She pulled it back off her head and shrugged.
“Don’t need it guess” she said, “ok daddy, I’m ready” she added as she climbed into bed, pushing aside Mr Fuzzy. Jason sighed with relief that she was covered up, and walked over to her bookshelf.
“What story are we having tonight?” He asked. Emma thought for a moment.
“Actually, I don’t really want one tonight” she said with a yawn.
“Oh. Ok” Jason said, feeling a little disheartened. He moved over and pulled the covers up to tuck her in. When she was settled he leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the forehead. His nose was filled with scent of his own shampoo, a very manly smell that made his crotch warm again. He hovered there for a second, and Emma looked up at him. Before she knew it she moved her head and kissed him on the lips. Jason didn’t push forward, but he didn’t pull away either, as she kissed him again. He felt a surge of excitement run through his body, and he shivered. Thoughts of kissing her back flooded his mind, when suddenly reality snapped back in and he pulled himself away.
“I…er…Ems, you shouldn’t do that!” He stammered, feeling a bit flustered as his cheeks burnt with embarrassment.
“Sorry” she said softly as she shuffled down into her bed again, “goodnight daddy” she added sleepily as she closed her eyes. Jason stood there for a second dumbfounded.
“Good night love” he said eventually, as he quietly moved to the door and left her room. He headed back to his bedroom where Anne was now changed into a pair of Steve’s boxers and one of her nightshirts.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I’m absolutely exhausted, I just want an early night” she said,“That was quick, everything ok?”She asked as she climbed into bed.
“Yeah…I think so” he replied as he got under the covers next to her.
“Oh good, well goodnight Love” she mumbled as she rolled over. Jason switched off the lights and lay there in the dark for a while, trying to ignore the damp feeling between his legs, thoughts of the kiss floating in his mind. He worried him because he knew he’d enjoyed it, but it just felt so wrong and right at the same time. Then images of her sizeable penis came into his mind, wondering what it would feel like to have that beast inside him. He tossed and turned for anwhile, trying to clear these images before he finally he drifted off.
