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Subject: {ASSM} Mommy Misplaced Ch 2 by Rachael Ross (M/F(g) Incest, Masturbation, Fantasy)
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Mommy Misplaced

Copyright 2006 Rachael Ross all rights reserved
Story Codes: M/F(g) Incest, Masturbation, Fantasy


Mommy Misplaced
Chapter 2

Fiction by Rachael


Jennifer had made her 11 year old body cum three times before she'd
finally had enough. She was still fully clothed, but for her tights,
which were stretched around her wide-spread creamy thighs. Her dress
had been bunched up around her waist as well, to give the woman better
access to her hungry preteen sex. She hadn't believed a girl so young
could cum that hard, or so quickly, but she had and Jennifer had gone
to sleep happy in the knowledge that she'd passed along more than
just her natural beauty to her daughter.

Amanda was enjoying pleasures of her own, but she didn't feel
particularly tired. If anything she was more awake than she'd ever
felt in her life. The feelings she was getting from playing with her
hard swollen nipples were almost intoxicating. The pleasure she found
as she fingered her wanton sex was even better than that. In fact it
felt like her whole body was tingling and sensitive and eager to feed
the child's insatiable curiosity. Wherever Amanda touched herself,
even in the unlikeliest places, the sensations would make her gasp and
moan and even cry out as her body shuddered with one small orgasm after
another.

That was why the girl was on her knees now, her pretty face buried in
the pillows, her butt raised high as she reached up from beneath,
rubbing and finger fucking her dripping pussy like there was no
tomorrow. And that was precisely what the preteen feared. She could go
to sleep that night and wake up the next morning back inside her little
11 year old body, and that wouldn't be any fun at all. Amanda wanted
to do as much as she could, while she could, so even if she had felt
tired, she would have fought it desperately.

"Mmmm...There's my sexy wife." Tom's voice surprised Amanda.

She'd been so busy playing with herself that she hadn't heard a
thing. Not his car pulling into the driveway, not the front door
opening, or even his heavy footsteps on the stairs. She was right in
the middle of another orgasm anyway, so she could barely think of what
to say or do for a few precious seconds and that was all her daddy
needed.

"Fuck, you're so hot like that!" Tom Hewitt eyed his wife's ass
as she knelt on the bed, but he wasn't wasting time either.

They enjoyed a pretty good sex life and getting a quickie during
Tom's lunch hour wasn't unheard of. Jennifer was always ready, or
so it seemed, and Tom counted his blessings, which were many. She was
gorgeous and sexy and fun as hell to be with and now she was even
reading minds, Tom thought with a grin. He dropped his pants quickly
after kicking off his shoes, but he didn't bother with socks or his
shirt. He didn't even loosen his tie.

"Here we go baby...Ohhh shit you're soaked, Jen!" Tom laughed as
he knelt behind his wife, pulling her thong aside without really
noticing it was on backwards; Amanda had pretty much pushed and pulled
and twisted it out of shape during her masturbation anyway.

Amanda was panting into the pillow, her face burning along with the
rest of her body and she was barely aware of what was happening until
she felt her Daddy rubbing something big and blunt and hard across her
fingers, nudging them out of the way so that whatever it was could rub
her pussy. Her dazed mind was just starting to come down and she lifted
her head slightly, turning to look over her shoulder at the man,
gasping with wide blue eyes as she realized her father wasn't wearing
any pants!

What was he doing?! The preteen girl asked herself, sensing the answer
rather more than knowing it for certain. Her Daddy couldn't really be
doing what she thought he was, could he? He was her father, the man
who'd helped make her just a dozen years before! The girl's mind
protested the way he was seeing her, naked and vulnerable, rubbing
herself the way she was. And even more, the voice of reason was telling
the child that he shouldn't be touching her like that. No Daddy
should ever touch his own little girl the way her Daddy was touching
her!

She could feel him now, so close, just behind her so that the soft hair
on his thighs was tickling her own long legs. The blunt head of his
penis was rubbing across her slit, up and down, replacing her fingers
and making her body shiver with anticipation. This was so wrong, Amanda
thought to herself, so totally bad to be feeling her father's thingy
against her private parts. She should scream, or run, or something.

But she couldn't, she wouldn't, she had another part of her, a
bigger part that didn't care if he was her Daddy or not. And maybe it
was even better that he was her father, the little voice told Amanda in
that split second of time when she actually might have had a choice.
She loved her Daddy more than anyone, and she knew he loved her. Let
him prove it, the voice said, let him show you how much he loves you
and then you can show him too! Amanda tried to say no, but she was too
far gone, too inexperienced and immature to deal with her new body's
needs.

"D-Daddy?" She asked, like she couldn't believe it was really
him. She'd meant to stop him somehow, maybe, but she was still trying
to decide and all that came out was that one word.

"Yeah, baby..." Tom grinned as he lined up his cock, then he thrust
forward quickly, spearing his wife's wet and ready vagina with his
long thick penis. "...ugh! Daddy's home!"

"No...Noooo...Ohhhhh!!" Amanda moaned loudly as her pussy was
stretched suddenly, but not painfully at all. It was just a slight
discomfort that the girl barely noticed. Her pussy was aching to be
filled and the soft walls of her vagina gave way easily, molding
themselves around Tom's cock and giving him a little squeeze as if
trying to draw him deeper.

"How'd you know I was coming home?" Tom asked, taking his
wife's firm round hips in his hands and pulling her back as he pushed
forward. They both grunted with the effort as Tom's cock sank fully
into Amanda's cunt, all eight inches of it reaching for her fertile
womb and Amanda arched her back and moaned with delight.

The girl quickly forgot all about the doubts she'd had a moment
before. Daddy was loving her now, she decided, and she didn't care if
it was bad or not, cause it seemed really good!

"Feels good, huh Jen?" Tom knew his wife loved getting it doggy
style. There was just something about the way his cock moved when he
was behind her that drove the woman crazy.

Amanda couldn't imagine anything might feel like that. Her Daddy's
cock, which she hadn't even seen yet, must be huge the girl thought.
She felt like he was halfway into her tummy, but it felt so good like
that. All she could do was dig her fingers into the sheets and let her
Daddy move her body with his hands, pulling her ass back to meet his
hard thrusts over and over again.

Of course the knowledge that it was her own father fucking her was way
too much for the eleven year old. Especially since he seemed to know it
was her and not Amanda's mom he was making love to. He'd said he
was her Daddy and he didn't care? Why had she been so worried before?
He did love her! Amanda started cumming again; another hot flood
spilling out around Tom's swollen cock to run down the girl's
smooth thighs.

"Here...get up a little..." Tom said breathlessly, sliding his
hands under his wife's body so he could reach her tits. "Let me
play with these too..."

Amanda just did what she was told, like she didn't really have a will
of her own at all. Part of her thought she should say something, to
tell her Daddy how wrong this was. But every time she opened her mouth
the only thing that would come out was a shrill cry of ecstasy. And
then the girl would forget all about saying anything, because her pussy
would start to spasm uncontrollably, contracting around her Daddy's
cock like a velvet fist.

"Damn...I'm gonna cum soon, baby...fuck..." Tom was panting, his
body damp with sex as he fucked his wife hard, driving his cock in and
out of her cunt like a jackhammer. And all the while he played with her
nipples, pinching them between his middle and ring fingers while he
pulled them up against Amanda's jerking body. It was good hard sex,
just the way Tom and his wife enjoyed it.

"I'm gonna...I gotta pull out soon...oh shit...fuck it Jen, fuck
Daddy's cock..." Tom could feel his cum rising, his balls starting
to tighten and his entire body knotting up with the effort to hold
back. Jen didn't use birth control, all they used was condoms and Tom
had been a little too eager for Jen's hot body to waste time getting
one out of the nightstand.

"Ohh...god...Daddddy...ohhhh...." Amanda loved having her boobs
played with like that. It was so much better having someone else do it.
And the penis inside her was driving the poor girl mad with lust. She
loved it completely and hoped her Daddy would never stop. She didn't
care if he made a thousand babies inside her, just as long as he
didn't stop moving it in and out of her pussy.

=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=

Across the hall, Jennifer was roused from her short nap by sounds she
couldn't identify at first. The bed was squeaking loudly and Jen
thought maybe Amanda was jumping on it again, trying to break it
completely. And then she heard her own voice moaning and then groaning,
well it was her daughter's voice now, but Jen was pretty sure she
knew what the girl was up to. And then, just as Jennifer opened her
door and stepped into the hallway, she heard her husband's
unmistakable voice, telling Jen to fuck her daddy's dick.

That didn't make a whole lot of sense to Jen, since she was standing
there and not in her own bed at all. So that must mean... Jennifer's
eyes went wide and her mouth opened silently. Amanda!

Her husband must be fucking Amanda and that thought was so alien to the
woman that she had to take a few seconds to understand it completely.
He couldn't be doing that, Amanda was his own daughter! Tom loved her
and he'd never, ever do anything like that, Jen was certain. But now
he was and, oh...Jennifer looked down at her body. Her daughter's 11
year old body, still dressed nice, if just a little wrinkled and
somewhat damp with preteen pussy juice.

Tom was fucking his daughter Amanda, but he thought she was Jennifer,
his wife. But why would he think that? Jennifer narrowed her eyes.
Unless Amanda hadn't told her daddy what was going on.

"Why that sneaky little slut!" Jennifer whispered under breath.

The little girl hadn't said a word, Jennifer was sure, because if she
had Tom would have wanted to see his wife, meaning his daughter, just
to make sure his wife wasn't cracking up. But Tom hadn't come into
Amanda's room, he hadn't woken up Jennifer and demanded
explanation. All he'd done was found his sexy wife in bed and,
Jennifer smiled despite herself, she knew well enough what Tom was like
when he came home for lunch!

So it wasn't her husband's fault, Jen decided, it was all on her
daughter, Amanda, who was getting the first fuck of her young life.
Well, sighed Jennifer to herself, at least her daughter was getting a
good one. Tom had a nice dick and he knew how to use it. Thankfully Jen
knew her husband would never make love to her without a condom. He knew
Jennifer didn't want another child and she'd been trying to talk
him into a vasectomy for a long time. Tom was a good husband, he was
careful...usually.

Jen's head jerked up as she thought about those few times when Tom
didn't wear a condom. He'd pulled out, sure, but only at the very
last possible second and it usually took a couple reminders from Jen to
keep his mind focused too. If Amanda didn't care, or worse...What if
she actually wanted a baby with her Daddy? Then...

=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=

Jen opened the door and stepped into the bedroom quickly, staring at a
scene she really hadn't wanted to imagine, but was now confronted
with. Her own husband kneeling behind her body, thrusting his cock into
his own daughter's womb without realizing it. And the girl,
Jennifer's innocent angel, was pushing herself onto her father's
penis like a bitch in heat. Knowing what she'd find had been bad
enough, but to witness it was like an electric shock to Jennifer's
young body, bringing her to a dead stop, with her eyes wide and mouth
open. Perhaps the most disturbing thing was that she was actually
seeing herself, her own body making love to the man she'd married.

"I...I gotta pull out...I'm gonna cum..." Tom had his eyes
closed, his face a mask of pleasure as he fucked his wife's sweet
pussy.

"Nooo...Daddy...don't stop....don't..." Amanda moaned, turning
her head to look at her father, to beg him not to pull out of her yet.
The girl caught sight of her mother then. "Mommy?" She stared at
Jennifer, her body freezing like a statue.

"Wha...?" Tom slammed his cock deep, using his grip on Amanda's
breasts to pull her back hard as he opened his eyes and then turned to
see what his wife was looking at. "Amanda?" He gasped and then
groaned as his cock jerked inside his wife's pussy, pumping his hot
seed into her womb.

"No!" Jennifer suddenly regained her senses as she realized what
was happening. "No, don't cum inside me!" She almost leaped the
few feet that separated her from the bed and grabbed her husband by the
waist, digging her small fingers into his damp hot flesh and trying to
pull him away.

Tom stared at his daughter, not really hearing what she was saying. His
mind, so intently focused on sex a split second before, couldn't
quite comprehend that his daughter was in the room, witnessing their
sex.

"How come you're not in school?" He finally managed to ask, his
voice breaking as he arched his back against the sensation of his cock
spurting merrily away deep in his wife's clasping cunt. If anything
the effort of trying to speak normally to his daughter in such a
situation was only making it better.

Amanda was lost to it completely, however. As soon as she'd seen her
mother standing there, the girl had suffered her best and biggest
orgasm yet, finding herself suddenly wracked with guilt and humiliation
at being discovered with her own Daddy. Or perhaps it was the sudden
sensation of her father's cock seeming to swell even larger and then
exploding with a rush of incestuous sperm that struck the soft pillow
of her cervix like a soft kiss. She could feel it spreading through her
womb, filling the deepest recesses of her sex with a distinct and
comfortable warmth.

"Get off of her!" Jennifer was practically screaming and as she
tugged against her husband it finally seemed to rouse the man from his
stupor.

"Oh shit!" He pulled his cock out quickly, practically falling off
the bed as he lost his balance and Jennifer had to sidestep quickly for
fear of being squashed. Her husband was now a lot bigger than she was,
after all.

"Ohhhmmm...Daddy...don't..." Amanda moaned, but she was on cloud
9 anyway. Her body was shaking like a leaf and she instinctively
brought her hands between her legs, unhappy with the sudden emptiness
she felt.

"Oh, you be quiet!" Jennifer glanced at her daughter as her husband
tried to cover himself and his wife with twisted sheets, the way his
desire to protect Amanda from her parents' nudity demanded.

"Princess...you, uh...you should knock first..." He was panting and
fumbling around, trying to avoid his daughter's gaze. "Mommy and
daddy were just, uh..."

"Fucking, yeah I could tell." Jennifer spat, crossing her arms over
her flat preteen chest. She watched as Tom's jaw dropped and his eyes
narrowed as shock turned to anger.

"Now, just a moment young lady..." He started, but Jennifer cut him
off.

"Only that wasn't me you were fucking, Tom." Jen shook her pretty
blonde head. "That's you're daughter." She was losing her anger
slowly, her voice softening as Jen reminded herself it wasn't really
her husband's fault.

"What?" Tom stared at his little girl and thought he was beginning
to understand why she wasn't in school.

"I'm your wife." Amanda was saying. "And that woman is Amanda.
We got switched somehow, our brains or something, and..."

"I see..." Tom said slowly, nodding his head. "...your brains got
switched."

"I've been trying to figure it out." Jen sighed. "I called Dr.
Pierce, twice..."

"And uh, what did um...what did she say?" Tom asked reasonably,
glancing at his wife who was still face down on the bed, rubbing her
pussy slowly as sperm and girl juice dripped out between her fingers.
Mercifully that part of her was covered up by the sheet Tom had covered
her with.

"She didn't believe me!" Jen suddenly burst into tears and she
ran to her husband who was sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapping her
arms around him and burying her face against his chest. "She thought
I was crazy!"

"Uh, well...dear, I could see how..." Tom hugged his daughter
tentatively, feeling very confused and more than a little concerned.

"I tried calling you too, but your secretary said you were gone and
then I just had to lie down..." Jennifer sobbed, her little girl
voice cracking and her small body trembling.

"I see, sure, um...let's go lie down some more, okay, Amanda?
And..."

"I'm not Amanda!" Jen pushed herself back, staring up at her
husband's face. "I told you that! I'm Jennifer! I'm your
wife!"

"Right, Jen..." Tom licked his lips. "I...yeah, okay...um...Well,
let's go lie down and let me call Dr. Pierce, alright? We'll get
this all sorted out."

"You...You believe me...right, Tom?" Jen swallowed thickly, her
bright blue eyes floating in tears as they searched her husband's
face.

"Well, sure, Jen...of course I believe you." He tried to give her a
reassuring smile. "You're my wife."

"I knew you would." Jennifer let out the breath she was holding and
hugged her husband again, feeling all of her anger and frustration seem
to melt away in his strong arms. He'd straighten it out, the woman
thought, he'd make everything right again.

Tom managed to get his daughter into her own bedroom, wrapping himself
in a sheet and guiding the little girl gently with his hand on her
back. She must be having a breakdown of some kind, Tom was thinking to
himself. He wondered if he'd put too much stress on her to do well at
school, or maybe he hadn't given her enough attention, spending too
many hours in the office.

Other worries filled his mind too, although he did his best to shut
them out. Thoughts of drugs especially. His little girl wouldn't do
anything like that, he was sure. But maybe she'd taken something
without knowing it? Tom's mind went in circles, trying to find a
reason for his daughter's delusions as he got her into bed.

=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=

Amanda had stopped cumming, mostly anyway; enough so she could listen
to her parents talking before they went to her room. She didn't like
the way her mother sounded, like she wasn't happy being Amanda, like
she wanted things to go back the way they were before. That was bad
news for the girl, who was enjoying her new body more and more.
Especially now that she'd had real sex! At first it had scared her,
especially since it was her own Daddy who was doing it, but then it had
felt so good that Amanda had forgotten all about that little detail.
She was a woman; she was her father's wife, so why shouldn't she
have sex? Especially with him! She was big now, Amanda thought, she
could do whatever she wanted.

But not if her mother had anything to say about it. That was the bad
news, Amanda's mom could be pretty strict when she had to be. Her dad
was easy; he always gave in when his daughter really wanted something,
but not her mom. Amanda had a pretty good hunch her mom could probably
convince her daddy that they had to switch back. Amanda wasn't sure
how they would do that, but her father could fix anything, so the
little girl frowned and rubbed her pussy some more, trying to think
hard. She had to convince him not to change them back, at least not for
a little while. Amanda still had a lot of fun ahead of her! Too much
fun to let her mom spoil it.

The little girl in the big body wondered if her daddy had made a baby
in her tummy. He'd sure put his wiener thingy inside her deep, Amanda
thought with a happy little sigh. That had felt really good, especially
when his sperm stuff came out. That had been the best and the girl
couldn't believe how much of it there was! It was still coming out of
her, even though she'd practically been scooping it out with her
fingers for 5 minutes. It was still warm too, sort of gooey though and
a little nasty looking.

Amanda examined the sperm on her fingers, mixed a little with her own
copious juices, and thought it didn't really smell that bad. She had
the urge to taste it too, sort of like the weird urge she had to bite
her toenail clippings, which she'd never told anyone about in her
life. Amanda decided she wouldn't tell anyone about this either as
she brought her fingers to her mouth, taking a tentative lick at first
and finding that not entirely unpleasant, pushed her fingers into her
mouth completely, sucking them like odd shaped lollipops.

"Mmmm..." Amanda smiled, sucking and swallowing the fuck juice from
her fingers and then bringing her hand back down to her pussy for more.
"That's pretty good!" She giggled to herself. The preteen just
wished it wasn't so slimey, but even that wasn't bad after awhile,
when she got used to it. It was the same stuff that had made her
anyway, which really seemed funny. "Daddy's sperm...Mmmmm." She
sighed to herself

She wondered what her parents were doing. Probably talking, Amanda
thought, but they'd been gone a long time. Ten minutes at least, and
that seemed like forever to a little girl who wanted to fuck some more.
Cleaning her sloppy pussy and eating the remains of her Daddy's spoon
had kept the girl on the edge and the fires were still smoldering in
her tummy. If her father hadn't planted a baby in her belly already,
Amanda was determined that he soon would. She wanted to experience
everything as soon as possible. And besides, she'd always wanted a
little sister, or even a baby brother, but a little sister would be
better. If she switched back with her mom, Amanda knew that would never
happen.

That thought brought some doubt into the girl's mind, like maybe they
were taking so long because Daddy was fixing the problem. Maybe he'd
listened to his wife, nodded his head and snapped his fingers. "I
know just who to call!" Amanda imagined her father saying. That would
be really bad, the girl thought, so Amanda decided she'd better go
see what was going on!

=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=

"Did you bump your head? Or fall down maybe, or take some medicine
that you shouldn't have?" Tom was asking his wife as she lay on the
bed, hugging her daughter's teddy bear while he stroked her thigh
gently.

She was still dressed, wearing that same beautiful dress and white
tights and black shoes, and Jennifer was enjoying the way her
husband's hand moved across her body. He was a big man, not fat or
anything, just large and healthy the way a man should be. All of
6'3" tall and 200 pounds he looked more like an athlete than a real
estate agent. He had natural good looks, warm brown eyes and a generous
smile that people found genuine. He'd done well selling real estate,
very well, and he provided a good life for his family. Jennifer loved
him a great deal and whenever something had her depressed she'd
always turned to Tom and found solace in his loving arms.

"No, nothing like that..." She said softly. "I just woke up like
this, I don't know why."

She looked up at her husband, licking her lips and remembering how
he'd looked making love with her body. She'd already forgiven him
for having sex with Amanda, that had been her daughter's fault, not
his, and Amanda was on mommy's unhappy list now. But still, the
memory of it was exciting and Jennifer felt butterflies rising in her
tummy. Her young body was learning quick, responding to the desires in
her mind just like it was supposed to, and Jen moved a hand down,
putting it on top of her husband's so she could guide his fingers a
little higher.

"How about, uh..." Tom was having a hard time accepting what his
daughter was telling him, obviously, and it made conversation difficult
because he didn't want to slip up again. Every time he called the
girl 'Amanda' she got angry and it frightened him a little. He
didn't know anything about schizophrenia, but that was the word that
kept popping into his brain. "How about Amanda, what um, what did she
say about it?"

"Amanda?" Jennifer laughed ruefully. "She loves it. She's a big
girl now. She wants to drive to the mall, get a boyfriend, make babies
and..." Jennifer stared at her husband, squeezing his hand tightly.
"You came inside her, didn't you?"

"I wish you wouldn't talk like that." Tom sighed. "What we did
was..."

"She's your daughter, Tom!" Jennifer almost screamed. "And
that's my body! I don't want another baby, you know that! How could
you?" She let go of her husband's hand and rolled over, giving the
man her back as she hugged the stuffed toy tightly.

Tom rolled his eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.
His daughter was losing her mind; that was the only possible
explanation. He reached out as if to touch her shoulder, but drew away
in frustration. She was just like her mother when she got mad, turning
away from him and sulking. Tom hated that, especially the silent
treatment which seemed to be his wife's favorite form of punishment.
Now Amanda had learned it too, he thought. "Great." He muttered,
loud enough so the girl would know he was unhappy.

=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=

"Is everything okay?" Amanda opened the door, peering into the
room. She hadn't bothered covering herself up, the girl liked her new
body a lot and didn't see any real reason to be shy with it. She'd
merely fixed her g-string and pulled her bra into the right position.

Tom looked at his wife and shrugged. He didn't say anything, he just
stood and walked over to her, slipping out of the bedroom and closing
the door so they could talk privately.

"She says she's you." Tom said seriously, but it was hard not to
smile a little just because it sounded funny saying it.

"Really?" Amanda pursed her lips, trying to imagine what her mom
might say in a situation like that.

"Yeah. She didn't say anything to you?" The man looked at his
wife, feeling his cock stirring as he could still smell their recent
lovemaking. And seeing her standing there like that...Tom's heart
picked up speed. She looked like a porn star or something, which was a
bit different, but very sexy too. Tom liked it.

"Just um, she didn't feel good this morning." Amanda swallowed
hard knowing that once she'd started lying there was no going back,
but the girl just couldn't give up her mom's body yet. "I told
her to stay home and get some rest."

Amanda thought she was doing a pretty good impression of her mom.
Having her body helped a lot though, especially since her hard brown
nipples were poking through the holes in that fire engine red bra. Her
Daddy didn't seem to be paying attention to much else.

"Maybe I should, uh...call the doctor and..."

"Oh, she hates doctors!" Amanda said, shaking her head. "Maybe
it's just a uh, a fever thingy."

"A fever thingy?" Tom looked at his wife and laughed. "Now you
sound like Amanda." His daughter liked to use the word 'thingy'
sometimes, when she couldn't think of the word she wanted, and Tom
had always found it cute.

"Oh, you know what I mean." Amanda blushed, but only because
she'd almost got caught. She had to remember to talk like her mom,
not herself, and that was going to be harder than she thought.

"I feel kind of bad that she caught us fucking like that." Tom
said, moving his hands to Amanda's hips and giving her a squeeze.

Amanda blinked at the word, but caught herself and nodded slowly. Her
daddy wanted more sex and so did she, it was hard to contain the rush
of excitement she felt at his touch and the girl tried to think of a
good reply.

"Yeah, we should um, we should fuck some more and uh, lock the door
maybe." She tried to smile sexily at her Daddy, hoping she was doing
it right.

"You think?" Tom laughed. "I'm supposed to show the Reasoner
Property at two." He glanced at his watch. "Not much time..."

"Oh, please?" Amanda whined softly, her desires besting the child
easily, as they usually did. "Just once more okay? Really fast."
She giggled and blushed, barely believing she was actually asking her
own father to have sex with her. "I wanna make a baby."

"What?" Tom stared at his wife. She was acting strange, that was
for sure, but Jennifer wanting a baby? That was beyond strange, that
was almost...crazy.

"A baby." Amanda nodded, feeling her excitement growing. "Oh
please Daddy? I really want a..." She stopped talking as her mind
caught up with her mouth. "I mean, Tom..." Amanda offered weakly
but it was too late.

"Why'd you call me 'Daddy'?" The man asked, giving her a hard
little squeeze to punctuate his question. He wasn't a brain surgeon,
but no one had ever accused Tom of being dumb either. "What's going
on?"

"N-Nothing's going on." Amanda shook her head. "I just like the
sound of it. Can't I call you Daddy if I want? Don't you like
it?"

Tom stared at the woman hard, as if he might see something in
Jennifer's eyes to explain all this madness. "Where was the last
place we made love on our honeymoon? The very last place. Where was it,
Jen?" There were only two people in the entire world who knew the
answer to that, and they should have been standing face to face in that
little hallway in that little house in that little town.

But they weren't.

It was quiet for a long time and finally Tom realized that the woman
standing in front of him didn't know the answer. He stepped back,
swallowing hard and looking her up and down for a moment before turning
away from her. He opened the bedroom door, pushing it wide open so it
banged against Amanda's bookcase with a loud thump.

"Where was the last place we had sex on our honeymoon?" He asked
his daughter, who was still curled up on her bed, ignoring everything.

It was quiet for a long ten seconds and Tom started asking again, but
the girl on the bed cut him off.

"On the airplane." Amanda's mouth replied, but it was
Jennifer's voice Tom heard. "Twice."

"Jennifer?" He asked, staring at his daughter's body. "It's
really...you were telling the truth? How...Why?" Tom felt like the
whole world was spinning backwards suddenly, and he lost his balance,
deciding to sit on the floor for a minute or two until someone in
charge fixed it.

"I'm sorry, Daddy!" Jennifer, who was really Amanda on the
inside, began crying softly, feeling terribly bad all of a sudden for
lying the way she had to her father. She knelt down next to him,
needing a big forgiving hug more than anything else in the world right
then and Tom gave it to her, but tried to keep some separation because
she was practically naked after all.

Jennifer, in Amanda's little 11 year old body, rolled over and looked
at her family, shaking her head and frowning. She was still mad, a
little, at her husband for not believing her, and at Amanda for not
telling the truth when it was more important than ever. But she was a
good mom and a loving wife and it was always hard for her to stay mad
for much more than 15 or 20 minutes. She got out of bed and walked over
so all three of them could share in the moment, coming together finally
and determined to make the best out of an awkward situation.

The End?
End of Mommy Misplaced Chapter 2
Rache696@yahoo.com

If you can't find the rest of this story, or any others I've written,
look here:
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Note: As before, I have no idea if this will keep going or not. I
don't have any particular plot in mind, I'm just putting down words
and I suppose it shows. Not the best writing in the world and to tell
the truth I'm tempted to scratch the whole thing and retell it from a
first person perspective. But that would be admitting failure, or
something. Anyway, there's chapter 2 done. I said 'I need 5000
words' and when I typed the end and hit word count I was at 5126, so
either I have been doing this way too long, or I'm really good. The
only regret I have is never finding a way to get the opening scene,
with the ice cream, worked into the story...It happens, but then it
didn't happen. Luckily nobody seems to notice and it is too good of
an opening to take out. -rr

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