25 Preparation for Penetration (2/2)

Oh wait. Why am thinking too much about this?

It isn't like I am going to let him work on it when I am balls deep in my daughter. Hah!

I didn't take back control of the body yet since it is still a long drive to the all-girl school to pick up my daughter. The first time around, I waste a lot of time doing pointless shit like driving to work and home when I don't have to.

On the way to pick up Mary, Richard drops by a pharmacist.

At least Richard remembers to pick up some birth control pills since I have made mental note last time I am in control. It is similar to subliminal messages.

Obviously, Richard has no idea why he needs to get birth control pills for Mary, only that he needs to. He didn't think that he would actually fuck her no matter how much he thinks about it. He will totally fuck her on his own will once I am done with him.

”Um… I need some pills for, you know.”

Richard mumbles at the counter, making me chuckle. He has never done such a thing. In fact, it is kind of a sin to use medication or remedy since he is a Catholic.

Actually, it is more to do with Bitch as a hardcore religious nut.

”You have to be more specific than that, sir. Are you having the flu? Your face is all red and sweaty.”

The woman looks puzzling at as well, so I decide to step in. It is good use of my time anyway.

”Ahem. I need some birth control pills for my daughter. She will be having a lot of sex soon, like all the time, and as a father, I don't really want her to get pregnant. What do you recommend? I don't want ones that cause severe side effect. Although, constipation is good.”

The woman, whose name is Susan blinks at the change in demeanor. I am a lot more confidence than Richard himself. It is probably because I really don't care about the consequences.

Well. I do care a little bit since I didn't straight out say something like this: ”I will be fucking my teenage daughter and dumping a lot of cum into her pussy, and as much as I want her to carry my baby, I think her mother will skin me alive, so give me drugs.”

The look on Susan's face would be priceless. It will be the same expression on Richard when the cops drop by the house to have a little chat about Mary. Heh.

Anyway, Susan is a bit confused to why I want one that cause constipation, but that is for me to know and for her to find out, hopefully not. She recommends some effective ones with little chance of side effect.

”Cool. Out of curiosity, is there a drug that cause constipation?”

I question, and she thought I was crazy. There are drugs that relieve constipation, so there obviously one that cause it, but I don't think I can buy such a thing at the pharmacy or chemist.

Bummer.

I guess I will drop by some questionable Chinese or Japanese shops for this or I could read up on what foods cause constipation. The latter is actually less dangerous. Alright. Let's go with that.

After picking up the birth control pills, I return the control to Richard. He immediately heads to the car and check the paper bag containing the stuff we have just brought before sweating profusely.

It takes a moment for him to start the car and continue towards school. When he is there, I take over again to greet my lovely daughter.

She is waiting outside the school gate, and she is not alone. She isn't with her friends since they have already gone home as I am somewhat late.

”No. Leave me alone. I am waiting for my daddy.”

Mary calls out as the group of boys are trying to talk to her. The security guard notices it, but he didn't want to interfere due to the fear of being beaten up. These guys have been seen loitering around the school frequently in the past few weeks, trying to pick up girls.

It is probably really easy since they are gullible. I mean the students are the all-girl school.

”Geeze. You Catholic hoes are all the same. Stop being a tightass and give us a kiss. Just a kiss.”

One of the boys grabs her by the shoulders and plants a kiss on her face, mashing her lips and cheek.

Rage boiling in me at that moment and I immediately leap out of the car, but before I reach them, my daughter kneed him in the balls, forcing him to his knees. He screams out in pain as his friends quickly back away.

”Hey bastards, what are the hell are you doing with my daughter!?”

I shout and putting up the meanest face I can muster, causing them all to immediately bolted.

To be honest, if a fight broke out, I will get my ass kicked. Yeah. But even so, at least I stand up for my daughter. The old me wouldn't out of fear or some stupid reasons.

But maybe I need to put some more points into Strength just in case. Yeah. I should do that.

”Daddy!”

My daughter calls out and hugs me tightly. She is scared.

”It's okay, sweetie. Daddy is here. Let's go before they come back.”

We both hurry to the car, and I quickly drive away from the school in haste.

I swear that the school need better security guard. That old guy in no way can protect anyone.

”You are not hurt anywhere, are you, sweetie?”

I ask, and my daughter shakes her head as a response.

”No, daddy. I'm not hurt. Um. Daddy, what is a tightass?”