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Candy, Little Girl	By : FairySlayer Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 21954 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
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Part 1

Linda Flynn-Fletcher, a fit and very pretty thirty-something redhead, led her unsteady teenage daughter upstairs. Fifteen year old Candace Flynn also had red hair, worn straight for the most part with the hint of a point on top. The girl was wearing her favorite white skirt and red top, both spotlessly clean and freshly pressed that morning. The large-nosed British husband and stepfather, Lawrence Fletcher, was holding up the rear, literally whenever Candace swayed unsteadily or her legs started to give out under her.

The worried woman reassured her daughter, "You're doing fine. Soon you'll be back in your own room again and can take it easy, okay?"

Candace suddenly turned around and sat on the steps, giggling uncontrollably. Linda wiped the bit of drool off the teen's lip but didn't try to make her move. Not looking away from her tittering daughter, she addressed her husband, "I hope this isn't too much for her. It's only been two weeks since..." She cut herself short rather than even admit what had happened.

"It'll be fine, dear," he reassured her while gently nudging Candace to get up again. "The frostbite didn't do any permanent damage, and the psychiatrists say she's more than ready to come home." He lifted a white bag full of prescription bottles. "And these medications will keep her from, uhm, acting out anymore."

The weary mother shook her head while guiding the oblivious teenager up the last steps and into her room. "I should have seen the warning signs: her hysterical fits, the obsession with 'busting' Phineas and Ferb, the ever crazier delusions. But no, I come home and find my baby strapped down to a stretcher, all blue and shivering and screaming for her life after she'd locked herself in the big freezer all day." Linda pulled the covers and sat Candace on the bed with her, pulling the listless girl against herself and holding her close. "I just never realized how blurry the line is between normal childhood fantasy and full blown psychosis."

Lawrence started putting pills from various bottles into a paper cup. "To be fair, dear, she didn't actually mean to hurt herself," he explained. "She simply believed she was about to be scorched to death by a group of molten lava monster day laborers whom her brothers brought up from the center of the Earth to sing at that neighbor girl's pizza party." He rubbed his temples while shaking his head. "Okay, so perhaps the line isn't that blurry after all, but at least now she's getting the help she needs."

"I hope so." Linda hugged Candace extra tight for a few seconds then took the girl's emotionless face between her hands, staring sadly into her eyes. A dazed look was her only response.

Lawrence sat down on Candace's other size and held the cup of pills to her lips. "Open up sweetheart."

Linda held the back of Candace's head while hesitantly opening her jaw with the other. The girl was utterly compliant, even trying to swallow a few times before her stepfather fed her the water. He wiped the excess water off her chin and absentmindedly wiped it off on his pants while getting up.

"Good girl. Now let's get you in your P.J.s," Linda comforted her while sliding off onto her knees and taking off the teen's sneakers.

Candace pouted her lower lip and whined softly. "Phineas... Ferb..."

Lawrence was taking her pajamas out of the dresser while answering, "They won't be bothering you, honey. They're still grounded for scaring you like that."

Linda unbuttoned Candace's blouse and removed it without resistance. "Besides, they feel really bad about what happened. And you know they'd never do anything to hurt you, right?"

Candace whimpered and nodded weakly as Linda unclasped her training bra. "So now just have a little nap, and later we can have pizza for dinner, okay?"

Lawrence returned to the bed and put a hand on his wife's shoulder. "You look like you could use a nap too, honey. Why don't you go lie down and I'll stay with her for a bit. You know, so she doesn't get anxious about suddenly being by herself."

Linda sighed and stood up. "I think you're right." She kissed him on the lips, softly at first, but then she gripped his shoulders and spent several seconds working his lips, She made sure she knew how much she appreciate his kindness. "Thanks dear." She gave her half-naked daughter a quick kiss on the forehead. "Don't worry, Candace, before you know it everything will be back to normal."

After Linda shambled out of the room, Lawrence paused for a moment, smiling as he waited to be sure his wife was in her room. "Yes, it's time things get back to normal," he said while quietly closing the door and locking it. Then he went back and sat on the bed, caressing the helpless girl's quiet face.

"Two weeks is a long time, Sweetheart. I really missed you... and our special time together." He let his hands wander down to her neck and shoulders. "And I must say, you were a very good girl not to tell anyone about our little secret while you were there." She only looked up at him weakly as he spoke. His hand moved lower, cupping her moderate bulge of a breast in his hand while he leaned forward and kissed her deeply.

Candace didn't resist. She never had. Her eyes closed slowly and she opened her mouth a little wider, but she couldn't find the strength kiss back as her stepfather's hands slid down to her waist. He turned her lower body on to her side to unzip her skirt, breaking their kiss as he gingerly teased her dress and panties down and off her long, slender legs. Then he returned his attention to her curious face, running two fingers around her moist lips before sliding them into her accepting mouth. However, in her dazed state she could only rock her head slightly whenever she tried to lick or suck them. Though disappointed, he wasn't the least bit angry. "It's okay, Candace. I'll take care of everything from now on, just like when you were little."

He used his wet fingers to draw lazy circles around one of her stiffening little nipples, eliciting a slow, deep exhale from the young redhead. "That's my girl." While still teasing that breast, he leaned forward and kissed her cheek, her neck, and then began suckling her other nipple. His free hand reached under her mattress and pulled out the bath towel he'd hidden there earlier.

Lawrence suddenly sucked her nipple hard, drawing it into his mouth as he shook his head side to side, making Candace gasp weakly. Then he pulled his head away, making a popping sound as her breast was freed from his grip. He slid back on the bed and rolled her onto her side again while spreading the towel underneath her bottom. After settling her again, he spread her knees and then got on the bed between them, lovingly stroking her inner thighs and hairless outer lips for a few moments. His face moved in and he planted a wet kiss on the center of her slit. "Oh, you taste as sweet as ever," his voice quivered as his lips pressed deeply into her snatch as he teased, licked and suckled her. He lashed her slit up and down with his tongue while wriggling his middle finger around her hot, wet opening.

Candace softly babbled as the sensations got through to her, but her occasional whines had a hint of despair. She wanted to do more but couldn't think clearly enough to figure out exactly what. It didn't matter. Her stepfather sat up and unbuckled his belt, undid his zipper. Though she couldn't look up to see, she could vaguely hear it. Soon it was confirmed as he got on his elbows and knees above her and began kissing her docile mouth. "See how good you taste?" he whispered in her ear before running the tip of his tongue along its intricate curves. Then he kissed it deeply.

She shuddered in response, making him smile with more relief than pleasure. "Okay dear, time to welcome you home properly." Lawrence kissed her deeply on the lips again while helping one of her hands up onto the back of her head. It was all she could do to hold on, but she did her best. He let himself down on top of her, keeping some weight on one of his elbows and using that hand to support her head. His other hand slipped down between them as he guided the tip of his cock against her hot and slippery mound. After running the head up and down between her lips, getting it slick in her considerable wetness, he pressed his shaft halfway into her tense, twitching vagina.

At first Lawrence wanted to take it slowly. He and Linda hadn't made love since Candace had been admitted to the hospital, so he knew he wouldn't last long. But then again, Candace was probably just as pent up, plus a quickie would leave her with more time to rest.

He withdrew a little and then plunged all the way inside of her, making her body go rigid for a moment. His hips rocked gently as he slid his arms under hers and cupped her head in his hands. Then while kissing her face and neck he started sliding in and out of her again. Candace's body went stiff as the distant feelings of pleasure and lust swirled in her mind, just out of reach. She let out a long whimper as her stepfather's thrusts got harder and faster.

The warm and familiar feelings began to reach her and a heat began to well up inside her groin and tummy, but there was also a tinge of fear: there was something she couldn't remember, something from long before that made her feelings become as detached as the medication was making her. But her lustful needs got the better of her and she closed her eyes, concentrating as hard as she could on the tingling welling up inside her.

Lawrence was pumping fast and hard, making his stepdaughter's body bounce on the bed with each inward thrust. Both of them were breathing hard and he continued to kiss and lick her face, her neck, her mouth. Despite her inactivity Candace was sweating hard and her insides were screaming for release, even if she couldn't do anything to help it along. Fortunately he was getting close himself, so he increased his tempo and started taking shallower strokes, pressing and rubbing his pelvis up against her.

The redhead let out a long, high pitched moan as her insides slammed shut and her whole body seized up, shivering under the intensity of her release. The muscles in her love tunnel squeezed Lawrence's cock so hard that she couldn't imagine how it wasn't forced out of her. She let out a strained gurgle in short pulses in time with the muscles rippling inside of her. A wave of unequalled calm and ecstasy washed over her entire body, and she found herself somewhere between perfect clarity and absolute nothingness.

It was all too much for him. His penis stiffened up so hard that he thought it would break off, and despite how sensitive he felt it was impossible to stop slamming it into his panting, writhing stepdaughter. He pushed himself all the way inside, putting his weight on her pelvis as he ground himself into her. A loud grunt preceded the first powerful shot of spunk firing off inside of her, being greedily sucked up by her spasming cervix. He buried his face in her neck, panting hard as he continued to spurt off deep in her womb.

Candace continued to revel in the sensations that were reaching into her very core but she still couldn't understand. She knew only that something felt incredibly good yet also very bad, but for a few seconds she felt alive again. It was a thrill when so many ideas about what to do flooded her mind, but there were just so many that it instantly overwhelmed her. Then, as soon as it had come, the edges closed around her, once again enveloping her in a comfortable dream state.

Now spent, Lawrence continued to lie on Candace for a minute. "I'm sorry that I've been spending more time with the Fireside Girls than being with you. I just thought you wanted to be more independent," he cooed as he stood up and put his pants back on. "But we'll spend a lot more time together now, I promise." After retrieving the plastic pitcher from her nightstand, he pulled the towel partway out from underneath her and lightly rinsed their mixed juices off of her flushed and satisfied pussy. Then he used a dry part of the towel to wipe some of the sweat off of her face and chest.

Then he rolled the towel up and dropped it on the floor before he put her pajamas on her. Lawrence grabbed the towel and bottle of pills before kissing her on the lips, then forehead. "Hey, maybe you me and Isabella can all play together sometime. Would you like that?"

Candace couldn't answer, but her heart sunk a little. Somewhere deep inside of her, his offhand comment brutally confirmed what she'd been forcing herself to deny for so long. For two weeks the doctors told her that she was well on the way to being well and happy. Things were supposed to be different, but now they were more the same than ever. Lawrence leaned over her one more time to kiss the tears from her eyes.

As he stepped into the hallway, Lawrence whispered to himself while looking around, "And now the one sure-fire way to cover up any lingering scent... Hey, where's Perry?"

Downstairs, the family's pet platypus Perry took a quick peek around before standing up and putting on his fedora. He edged over to a clothes hamper, flipped the top open and jumped in. After sliding down a long tube he dropped into his secret lair, though a pile of dirty laundry immediately landed on top of him. After shaking his way out he jumped into the chair in front of the large control panel.

The image of an older gentleman in a plain uniform, Major Monogram, appeared on the large screen. "Good evening, Agent P. It seems that Doofenshmirtz is up to something, and by that I mean he hasn't been up to anything. He's been quiet - too quiet. For the past two weeks he's only left his headquarters to buy lactose aids, self-help books... and, oh yeah, to go to biochemistry classes at the Danville learning annex. It's up to you to find out what he's up to and stop him." Monogram was lost in thought for a moment. "That is, if he actually is up to anything. Anyway, good luck!"
Perry saluted before hopping out of his chair and strapping on a jetpack. He quickly blasted up through another opening in the ceiling.
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