"Daddy! Where are you?" I shot up out of bed, in the dead of the night. I definitely heard a feminine voice, coming from somewhere in my house. I knew it was probably a dream, and I should probably go back to bed, but just for some reason my heart was racing and I needed to prove to myself I was indeed alone. In nothing but my blue boxers, I hopped out of bed. Grabbing a broom for some illusion of defense, I crept into the hallway. The door at the end of it, a guest bedroom I never went into, had its door open. The broom shaking from my unsteady hands, I got closer and closer to the guest bedroom, running situations in my head, and how to use nothing more than a broom to solve them. With the faintest movement, I peeked in.

She was lying on the bed, completely nude. Her body was thin, petite, and young, but what caught my attention was the antennae. Indeed, two stalks which ended in a lovely curl were sprouted from under her white hair. Her back was also insect like, having a giant red ladybug back. It's hard to describe, but it was as if she wore it like a turtle shell around her.

She looked over her shoulder at me with her purple eyes, her antennae swaying behind her as she did so. An innocent smile grew on her face, and she excitedly called out, "Daddy! Yay!"

Avoiding staring at her naked form, I quickly corrected her. "I'm not your dad." I lowered my broom, confident she wasn't a threat, but I was still befuddled by her mere existence. I said, "Are you a…"

"Beetle girl," she cheerfully finished. "Yes. I am, Daddy."

"Why do you keep calling me that? I'm no—"

She gave a little moue and cut me off. "Yes you are! I was born from your cum, dummy!"

I dropped my broom, it clattering on the ground for a few moments as the realization came to me. I forgot to clean my fleshlight for awhile, and I remember finding empty beetle egg sacks in it. I had unknowingly brought this beetle girl into this world, and I had done it with my seed.

"Oh my god... I remember now..." I started trembling, and tears welled in my eyes. I thought this would be the most awkward moment in my life, but it turns out, it was only the beginning.

My beetle girl hopped off the bed, and looked up at me with excitement. She looked as if she wanted something, and she quickly made it clear what.

"Daddy... I'm so hungry. You need to fuck me, Daddy. You need to feed me with your delicious seed, Daddy."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Was I actually hearing right? This creature needed my cum to survive, and she wanted more of it. To think, an innocent girl's entire being is wrapped up in the sins of mine, and all because I didn't clean the damned fleshlight once or twice a week.

"I-I can't..." I stammered. This was all too much for me, but she insisted.

"But you have to, Daddy! Look, you're all ready, aren't you?! We both know you want to feed me again!"

She grazed her hand against my boxers, and I looked down to see that I had grown an unholy tent. It was clear that while my mind may say otherwise, my cock is very willing to continue feeding her. And while I was still stunned, she seemed to be too eager to wait for permission. She lightly jerked my cock through my boxers, making it throb and get even harder. My balls ached from her efforts, desperate to give her their essence.

"Don't let me die, Daddy. Let me milk out every last drop of spunk from your cock. Please, feed me."

And so, I did. Something flipped in me, and I knew it was my dick in control now. I didn't care if this thing was technically my daughter, or part of me, there was nothing stopping me from letting her drink out my cum. As I stood, looking down at my beetle girl, I reached down, grabbing her waist.

"I'll give you what you crave, baby bug."

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