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for years daddy has toiled in his garage/lab, working to create his femme suit-- a clever way of disguising himself from head to toe so he would be indistinguishable from a genetic woman. daddy has always wanted to be a woman, but because of his marriage to my mother it was something he repressed. when my mother passed, he retired, then locked himself away for almost a decade dedicating himself to solving 1000 little problems that would keep him from his goal. as you can see, at first he looked almost like a blow-up doll, day after day, year after year his small improvements resulted in a mask and body suit that is indistinguishable from human skin, and reinforced with exotic polymers that can make even a bulky, burly 6'5" man look--- and for all intensive purposes, BE-- a 4'9" woman should he choose. and with his life goal within reach, he decided the last test should be to seduce me, his son. i have to admit, this was an easy task for him. imagine every kind of woman you could dream of not just staying at your house, but usually barely wearing clothes, rubbing themselves against you, waking you by sucking or riding your cock. urging you to take him, to use his body. each day he changes. it's like living in a brothel. one day he is a thicc crone with saggy tits and long grey hair, then next, a lithe, virginal 18 year old gymnast, with small perky boobs, next a stacked hour-glass figured, lactating milf mommy to baby you. more often than not, daddy loves being a milf. i think the incest kink excites him. he insisted that I call him daddy, even tho he looks like a milf. i discovered the reason for this about a year after daddy's seduction began. soon he began parading himself around half naked, flaunting his feminine body, but without the mask. he wanted to see if he could still arouse me, even with his beard, and face. he still wore the wigs because he said they made him feel that extra bit feminine. at this point, I am not sure I would not still want to sleep with my father, even outside of his femme suit, although, I have not seen him with anything other than a woman's body of some sort for years. i don't know that I want to. i can't say that I satisfy my daddy's lust. we fuck constantly, how could I not want to fuck him, when he can be any woman I could desire? i take him out to dinner when he is in full dress as the woman he wants to be, or the woman I want him to be, it is a lot of fun, but he has grown into an impossible flirt, and loves finding scandalous places to fuck strangers, and has developed a taste for gangbangs and sports teams. he is utterly fearless. he knows that to anyone else he is the woman he seems to be, and loves being a naughty little slut.
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