I am your plush 🧸 ❤️

And as I grew older... A small glass of wine became more and more frequent on your table. Every day I came home from school... There you were, sleeping on the chair in the office, with an open book and an empty glass. Why, daddy? Was it because mom left us? I realized over time that you never had many friends, in fact, your best friend was always mom. Childhood friend that you married. Without her for you... Everything is nothing. For you there is no reason to leave the house. There is no pleasure if the meaning of your life... Has died. I can't stand this anymore. I am here. Talk to me daddy. I look in the mirror and I know I'm not as old as mom, but I know we look a lot alike. Is it because of that? Is it because I remind you of her that you distanced yourself from me? I searched your room and found my stuffed animal that was missing... I had asked you if you had seen it, you had said no... But it was there. Mom had given it to me and it was her favorite teddy bear...
I'm not mad that you lied, Dad. I've grown up and I can understand your longing... I miss you and I want to grow more for you daddy... But maybe... Maybe where I am is enough with a glass of wine... With vodka. And that day, I came home, saw the glass empty and you sleeping. I ran making noise, I wanted to wake you up. I took off my clothes and took mom's stuffed animal. I continued running around the house. You were drunk, scared and shouted mommy's name. And then I called you by your name. I heard yours hurried footsteps, while you screamed for Mom's name. And when you found myself... I discovered why mom liked that plush so much. You looked so happy and... Excited. You came close to me, took my stuffed animal's scarf and... Hanged me with it. I debated. I didn't understand it, but I liked it. "Finally daddy is paying attention to me" Before I could even think of anything more like the stupid little girl I was looking for any crumb of attention from you... You took your thick cock into my mouth and started punching it non stop, harder and harder until you cum. I was scared, you were uncontrollable. You were hard again. I asked you to stop, but my wet pussy was more than a confirmation of how much I wanted this from the beginning and... I wonder if you thought I was mom or just wanted to play this game out of revenge for what I did to you. To mom.