**This story is a spinoff of a visual novel I created. This is the first written story (without graphics) I've ever published. It's going to be extremely story focused and a bit of a slow burn. The payoff should be worth it. Let me know how I did or if you even want me to continue. Thanks! ~ Jonesy
Eve lies in bed, listening to the raindrops patter against the window, and sighs. Six days straight of no sun, no fun. She thinks to herself, "Is it a coincidence that the words boredom and bedroom are anagrams? Ugh! You know what? I might as well get this party started." She tosses the covers off of her long, tanned legs, swings them over the side of the bed, and stands. "I might as well make the most of this crappy day, right?" she says to herself.
The "party" she wants to get started is something she has been thinking about for a long time. The "Daddy's Little Girls" club, or "DLG" for short. It's been nearly six months since she and her sisters crossed that taboo line in the sand and began having sex with their father, and honestly, the four of them couldn't be happier. Eve wants to share this happiness with the world. If she could only get others to see that there isn't anything wrong with incest, then maybe the world could be a better, happier place. "I mean, with modern medicine, is there really anything inherently wrong with it?" She's had this outlook for a number of years, leading up to when she and her Daddy finally did the deed. And it turns out that no, there isn't. None of the horror stories came true. No flipper-handed babies or other stereotypically deformed children came shooting out of her vagina the second after he shot his semen inside her. "Besides," she thinks, "I'm on the pill, so no surprises will be coming our way."
Even with these things in mind, Eve is no dummy. She understands the need for discretion. Society isn't exactly welcoming to such relationships, so the DLG club will have to be their little secret. The basement, with its combination dance studio and gym, will be the perfect setting for their private meetings. She already knows who she wants to invite--Amy and Chelsea, who she's seen eyeing their dads with more than just daughterly affection are definitely coming, maybe even Chelsea's sister Shelby. She just turned eighteen, and if she's anything like Chelsea, then yeah, she'll have it bad. And maybe, just maybe, she can help fill the void in her friend Lily's life. Her father left her and her sister Kim years ago. Eve chuckles to herself. Lily, AKA the feisty "Li'l Bit" with a sharp tongue and heart of gold, she deserves some happiness too.
Eve gets dressed in a tight light-blue tank top and a pair of short shorts, pulls her platinum-blonde hair back in a quick ponytail, and heads downstairs. On the way down, she passes Daye's room. Even through the door she can hear the sounds of Daye and her Daddy making love in the dreary morning light. Eve smiles to herself. She is happy for them. It isn't so long ago that joyful sounds like that were absent from this home. It is nice to hear happiness again.
She descends the stairs and finds her half-sister Kaylee already making breakfast. Kaylee's straight black hair comes down to her shoulders, and her dark almond eyes glitter happily as she says "'Mornin' Evie!"
"Mornin'", Eve answers. "What's for breakfast?"
"Nothin' special. Just bacon and eggs," Kaylee responds. "Lovely weather we're having," she adds sarcastically.
Eve scoffs, "I know, right? It's so dumb. Almost a whole week of summer gone." Eve looks out the window at the dreary scene, then turns to Kaylee. "Hey, Kay, what are you doing later?"
"Nothin'. Why?"
Eve leans against the kitchen island. "Well, I have this idea and I want to run it past you."
"Oh? What kind of idea?" Kaylee asks as she flips an egg with practiced finesse.
Dayton's orgasmic cries of ecstasy float down the stairs to them. "Well...that kind of idea, actually," Eve says, pointing at the ceiling.
Kaylee follows Eve's gaze, then looks back at her eggs, "Humph...lucky..." Kaylee mutters under her breath. "So, what? You want to have sex with Daye or something? That shouldn't be a problem."
"Ew! No! Not right now anyway...or at least not without Daddy being there," she says with a small chuckle. "No, I want to start a club."
"A club? What kind of club?"
Eve grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, it's called The Daddy's Little Girls club, or DLG for short. It's a club for girls that want to have sex with their dads. It's like a secret society mixed with the Girl Scouts."
"Ok-a-a-y," Kaylee says a little dubiously.
"I know, I know, it's a little out there, but check it out. Each member gets a silver choker when they join. I've come up with a list of things to do in order to successfully seduce a girl's father, basically breaking the whole thing down into a list of small tasks. Each completed task earns the girl a different charm, which they attach to their choker."
Kaylee pauses, trying to see the breadth of Eve's idea. A smile of understanding spreads across her face. "Okay, I think I see...yeah," Kaylee says, getting more excited by the idea. "Oooo! That actually sounds like a lot of fun!"
"What sounds like fun?" Dayton asks, bounding down the stairs. Her long brown hair bounces around her face, a giant grin frozen on her face. "Me and Daddy? Yeah. I know. It probably did sound like a lot of fun. That's because it was!"
"No, dick breath," Eve retorts, "a club I want to start."
"Better to have dick breath than fart breath, Fart Breath," Daye responds, playfully. These little jabs have always been part of their sisterly dynamic. "Fart Breath" has always been Daye's term of endearment reserved specifically for Eve.
"What kind of club?" Daye asks.
"A secret one!" Kaylee whispers loudly to Daye, wiggling her fingers spookily.
"Oh! Cool! I want in!" Daye says excitedly.
Eve puts a hand on her hip, "But...you can't. We've already had sex with our dad."
Daye's face wrinkles in confusion, "Wait, what?"
"Ugh...it's a club for girls that want to have sex with their dads but don't know how, or are too scared."
Eve gives Daye a brief explanation of the club.
"Hmmm...well, then I guess me and Kaylee could be like the V.P.'s, then." Daye offers. "You know, just to help give advice and stuff."
Eve puts a finger to her lips and thinks, "Yeah, I guess. Okay, you guys can be in it, but not a word to anyone. Not even Daddy."
Kaylee's brow furrows, "Well then, how are we supposed to invite people?" she asks.
"Leave that to me," Eve says reassuringly.
The sound of their father's footsteps on the stairs force Eve out of her secrecy, "Good morning, Daddy!" she says sweetly. The other girls echo her greeting.
"Morning girls. Oh, wow. What's the occasion?" he asks.
