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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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Chapter List
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- 2-Part 2
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- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
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"Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated"
Perry the Platypus kept his back against the wall while working his way down the corridor. When he got to Doofenshmirtz's door he reached under his hat and pulled out a small belt stamped with "Fenton Works." After clamping it on his waist he flipped a switch and his body became translucent.
He quietly slipped through the wall, just beside the door of the huge apartment. Perry beheld Heinz Doofenshmirtz, an unsuccessful yet rather mad genius with a long banana-like nose and a bushy tuft brown hair. Heinz was slumped on his elbows at the kitchen table. In front of him was a huge dish of strawberry ice cream, mostly melted, and next to that were several bottles of Lact-eze pills. The table was also cluttered with books and papers.
When the sorry man sat back and revealed his face it was clear that he had been crying. A lot. After opening and rubbing his bloodshot eyes, he caught sight of the intangible platypus. "Perry the Platypus?" he queried in his broken, high-pitched voice. "I wasn't expecting you. And I'm not being at all sarcastic this time because, really, I'm not doing anything. Heh, not doing anything..." His face fell for a moment but then he shook it off and started looking through his stacks of books and papers.
"Oh, and I see you're using a ghost belt so you could sneak in quietly. Well, at least you didn't break anything. So, anyway, since you're here... Let's see, where did I put it?" Heinz held up a large thermos with many circuit patterns carved along the sides and pointed it at Perry. "Ah ha!" Pressing a button caused a brilliant beam to shoot out and encapsulate ghost-Perry, sucking him in. With his bottom half stuck inside, the platypus struggled to pull himself free.
"Oh, wait." Doofenshmirtz suddenly shut it off and Perry dropped onto the table, looking sternly at the scientist.
"Sorry. Force of habit," he explained, trying to add a laugh. "Anyway, would you like some ice cream? Any flavor you want. Don't be shy 'cause there's plenty. You remember my space-lasenator that turned out to be an icecreaminator, right?"
Never turning his suspicious gaze away from the man, Perry quietly pointed at Heinz's bowl.
"Strawberry too? Okay." He worked the machine and gave Perry a bowl. "I kept it even though I'm lactose intolerant." When Heinz reached over to get him a clean spoon Perry whipped out a poison tester from under his hat and scanned the dessert. He quickly put it away before his host noticed. "I thought Vanessa and her friends would like it, but she never brings any friends over..." Then he burst out crying, "Oh! Perry the Platypus, I'm such a failure!"
Perry was taken aback at first, but he cautiously stepped forward and patted the sobbing villain's shoulder.
"Yes," he sniffled, "I'm not such a great evil genius sometimes, I know, but as a father I'm a total failure! All I ever wanted to do is to make my little girl happy, but everything I do for her only makes her hate me more. I don't know what to do."
Perry offered the scientist a box of tissues. Heinz took one and blew his long nose loudly. "Do you know why I got into being evil in the first place?" Perry shook his head. "Well, my childhood probably has a lot to do with it, but you don't want to hear any of those back stories again..." He stopped to wipe his eyes and then took another tissue.
"Anyway, it's because when Vanessa was little she always had a thing for the bad. And she was always kind of scornful and stuff. So I thought being a little bad would make us closer. But it didn't, so I kept trying harder and harder until I was pretty evil." He sighed. "But it's no use. She despises me, and now I can't even have a really evil idea either. Here, look at this." He pointed to a large blaster-type weapon sitting in the corner. "I spent three weeks designing and building that thing, and do you know what it is? It's a door-opener-ator. Seriously, it just opens doors. Something any criminal or locksmith could do in thirty seconds, without spending $20,000."
Perry stood akimbo and gave the man a stern look.
"Yeah yeah, I admit it could be used for evil, but it doesn't do anything about the alarms and guards and stuff. But that's not the point!" The evil genius momentarily threw up his arms for emphasis. "When Vanessa was born I thought she'd love me as much as I love her, but I guess not." He wiped his eyes again. "I mean, what does it take to get a teenage girl to at least appreciate you? Anyway, Perry, thank you for listening... Hey!" He stared in disbelief at Perry, who had tiptoed halfway to the door.
With a guilty half-smile, Perry pointed at his watch and then shrugged.
"Oh screw you, Perry the Platypus," he huffed, but he was instantly remorseful. He jumped to his feet and waved his hands. "Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean that. Here, take some ice cream home with you. Like I said, I got plenty." Doofenshmirtz quickly filled a container and gave it to his nemesis. "And please, come back any time." Perry gave a brief bow of thanks before pulling out a suction-cup gun and aiming it out the window. After a quick shot and a jump, the platypus was on his way.
In the upstairs bathroom, Lawrence guided his groggy stepdaughter over to the toilet. He quietly put down the lid and then placed his hands on her waist, gently steadying her as he moved his face towards hers. While barely pressing his upper teeth into her cheek, he slowly brought his lips together, almost walking his mouth to her lips. At first it seemed like she didn't notice his tongue sliding between her lips, but her eyes closed and she pressed her face into his a bit more. The way she had been taught. While he unbuttoned her top, Candace's lips moved sluggishly against his while her tongue stumbled around, but he didn't seem to mind.
The wicked stepfather reached up and began squeezing the sides of her firm apple-sized breasts. But then he put his hands straight up, with his fingers over her nipples, and pressed to flatten her chest. "That's better," he breathed into her ear before letting go. His hands reached up to her shoulders and pulled the top down her straight arms. Lawrence flung it on the counter and then slid his hands to her hips, pulling her pajama bottoms to her thighs before sitting her down. He kneeled and pulled the bottoms of, throwing them on the counter while standing again.
Now completely naked, Candace slumped forward with her chin on her hand and elbow against her knee, almost looking bored. But her stepfather had other ideas. He stroked her head and ran his fingers through her red hair, pulling out the bobby pins before fluffing her hair out. He smiled down at her. Then he held the back of her head with both hands, turning her face up to look at his. He spoke softly, "Okay Candace, you remember what to do, don't you?"
Blank eyes stared back at him and her head bobbed a little until he held her a little more firmly. "Come on now. We have a deal: you take care of me so that I'm happy, and I stay with your mom so that she'll be happy." He shot her an exaggerated frown. "You don't want to make her sad again, do you?"
"Mommy's sad?" she squeaked as her lower lip stuck out.
He tried to hide his smirk of delight. "No, mommy's happy. So now you make me happy, okay?" he soothed her. "Who's my darling little lovey ducky?"
It took a second for Candace's eyes to light up as she answered, "Me?"
"That's right," he beamed as her baby talk made him hard.
Candace giggled and clumsily reached for his waist, pawing him as she fumbled for his zipper. This only excited him more, but eventually she found the little tab and pulled it down. She stuck a hand in and clumsily fished around for a moment before his mostly-erect cock sprung out at her. Candace laughed in surprise while placing the knuckles of one hand underneath it and then petting the top with her other hand. She giggled as it pulsed in her hand.
"Oh goodness, Candace! This reminds me of when you were little." While brushing some hair out of her eyes he moaned, "You were so bloody hot."
His words didn't reach her. The redhead leaned forward and planted a few friendly kisses on his glans before she started darting her tongue against it, like it was a lollipop. Soon she was running her lips over its length, dribbling plenty of her saliva on it as her lips opened and closed all around it. As she moved her face around she kept her fingers on the opposite side, keeping it from bobbing around too much on her.
Concerned about her jerky motions, he undid his belt buckle and pants, letting them fall open so that the zipper wouldn't scrape his cock. Candace's free hand immediately grabbed his inner thigh, pawing at his flesh until it worked its way up to his scrotum. She teased it with her index and middle fingers while Lawrence guided her head to the tip of his penis. Without the slightest hesitation she wrapped her lips around and started sucking as if it were a wide straw. Her tongue rubbed back and forth just underneath the head; meanwhile she stretched her lips forward and back over the edge of his glans.
Candace closed her eyes and leaned into his manhood, taking in about half of it. More saliva drizzled out of her mouth, dripping onto her chin and the floor. She rocked back lazily and then forward again, her face becoming increasingly disturbed as she dreaded what would come next. But there was never any avoiding it. She inhaled sharply through her nose and forced herself forward until it was stuck in her throat. It was an odd sort of relief, but the medication seemed to help keep her from gagging. She decided to press on, getting it most of the way into her mouth while cheating just a little by puckering her lips around the base. She backed off of it slowly, jerking her head back at the last second so that it made a popping sound as the tip left her mouth.
Before she could go down again he eased her head back. Candace wondered if she'd done something wrong and looked up him with a hurt expression, one which Lawrence couldn't help but find adorable. He stroked her cheek and smiled down at her. "It's okay baby. We're gonna do something else."
Lawrence let his pants fall to the floor and then kicked them over to the edge of the tub. He helped the teenager up and guided her to stand in the tub, holding her arm while he stood outside and turned on the water. At first the icy cold water made the girl shudder as it surged over her feet, but it quickly warmed up until it was just hot enough to feel nice. Then he stepped into the tub and made her face the showerhead while explaining, "This should cover the noise." After slipping off his shirt he used it to tie her hands together over her head, then he hooked it on top of the showerhead to hold her arms up.
He scooped his hand up between her thighs and began massaging her pussy with his fingers, occasionally stroking her butthole with his thumb. There were a few faint wisps of new pubic hairs, and he paused to pinch one between his fingers and slowly yank it out. She yelped but didn't move. "I guess you won't be able to wax yourself for a while, but I'll take care of them for you." He began digging around with his middle finger until it slipped part way inside of her, and then he continued his massage in earnest. As her juices began to flow me made sure to smear them all over her reddening pussy lips and back to her rear entrance, along with the spaces in between.
Apart from a few small gasps and an occasional shudder, the redhead obediently held herself there, butt sticking out and elbows braced against the cold tiles. Lawrence reached around her waist with his free arm and started fondling her soft young breasts. He started teasing her clit and hole, almost pinching them as he played. Slowly, her breaths became longer, deeper, and her muffin was coated with her fluid.
Without warning he pressed his slick index finger halfway into her asshole, making her whine and shimmy for a moment. With a satisfied smile, he withdrew his hand and reached for some lotion. "No daddy," she blabbered while starting to cry.
His grip around her body tightened a bit as he spurted a cold glob of cream just above her pucker, then he thoroughly worked it into her. "You're getting older now so, well, we need to do different things to keep it interesting." After spurting a little lotion on the tip of his cock he eased her forward, pressing the side of her face and her little mounds down and against the wall. This pose arched her back and made her bottom stick out. He gripped and fondled her firm little cheeks for a few moments, and then he grasped the left one between his thumb and fingers to spread her a bit more. His other hand guided his penis up against her pucker and he started sliding it up and down while rocking his hips.
Soon he had the head just inside of her and he paused. "Yes, who's my good little girl?" Candace stayed rigid and had no answer except for a few tears streaming down her cheek. He gripped her hips and carefully pushed forward, just a little at a time as he got deeper inside her back door. It was so tight and hot that he was more afraid of cumming early than hurting her; he paused a few times to calm himself and give her a little rest, but then he'd start pushing a little harder. After a few minutes he'd sunk his meat all the way inside of her and took another little break. Being very careful with his footing, he leaned forward to begin kissing and gently biting from her shoulder blade up to her neck and bottom of her cheek. He brought one hand up and stroked aside her hair, damp with tears.
Very gently he wiped her eyes before getting back up and grinding his cock around. Candace's mouth fell open and she took short deep breaths. He pulled most of the way out and then went all the way back in one stroke. Satisfied, he began humping her, speeding up rather quickly. The hot water at their feet and his thrusting assaults made them both so sweaty that he had trouble keeping his grip, so clasped her waist and pressed into her more, only coming out about halfway on each stroke. Candace's body jiggled as he slammed his loins against her bottom, making a series of wet slapping sounds. Her face screwed up and she gritted her teeth while her stepfather's breathing became labored. Like a man possessed he kept pounding her backside ever faster and faster.
Finally he let out a grunt and slammed his cock as deep as it could go. His hands gripped her sides so tightly that it made her gurgle in pain. His chest tightened and his whole body tingled with electricity. With head back with his eyes closed, he start shimmying inside of her as he shot his first painful squirt of cum deep inside her ass. He kept grinding for several seconds as spurts of his semen filled her bottom. Then he went completely still, overwhelmed with both the intense pleasure and the feeling of total power over his stepdaughter. After reveling for half a minute, he straightened her up while remaining deep inside. His cock twitched once or twice as she moved, but as he started kissing and nuzzling the back of her head and neck it softened enough to pop out of her.
He quickly untied her hands and threw his shirt on the bathroom floor before turning her around. He grabbed her tightly and French kissed her hard while clutching her leaking bottom, stroking the sticky inside of her sphincter with his fingers to make her tremble. Candace's arms hung at her sides and she was barely able to match his kisses. Her knees trembled and her head went back, so he simply started kissing her neck and shoulders, and then he suddenly pressed his teeth into her throat, momentarily biting just a bit harder than before.
Then he held her up straight, resting her head on his shoulder as he hugged her and stroked her hair. After she calmed down and some of her strength had returned he closed the curtain and turned on the showerhead. He lovingly washed her hair, being careful to protect her eyes from the shampoo, and caressed her entire body as he washed her thoroughly. She was his little girl all over again.
Lawrence enjoyed his control over the girl almost as much as the sex itself. He wanted this part to last too, but he was worried about how long it was taking so he turned off the water and quickly dried himself before taking care of the redhead. He quickly threw his clothes back on, not caring that there were several wet spots all of them. Then he wrapped Candace in big fluffy towels and sat her on the toilet again. He combed the tangles out of her hair before wrapping her head too.
There was a knock at the bathroom door and he didn't hesitate to answer, "Come on in."
Linda entered and couldn't help but smile at the two. "It looks like she got more water on you than herself."
"Yeah," he chuckled, "Just like when she was little."
"Well, when you two are ready come downstairs. I found some strawberry ice cream in the freezer."
As she turned to leave she suddenly stopped and looked down. "There you are Perry," she said while picking him up. "Oh sweetie," she soothed him while turning back towards her daughter. "I think he missed you, Candace," she said while wiping a tear from his eye.
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