"It's fine, Abi." He seemed to have thought that she only had some minor problems with what he said that could be solved with some words from him. "I know that you're scared that the paint will be stuck to your skin and you'll have a colourful butt for the rest of your life. So, I'll make sure that we use paint that can be easily washed off."
"That's not what I'm worried about!!" She exclaimed, even though what her son said was a thought she also had in the back of her mind.
"Oh, so you want to choose the colour I paint your asshole?" He thought of another problem his daughter might have. "Well, I did want to choose the colour myself. But since you insist so much, I'll let you do it...It's even fine if you choose to make it colourful and turn it into a rainbow, as I'm pretty sure the print of your anus would be beautiful no matter what colour it's in."
"That's not it either, Daddy!!" She didn't know where her son, who was so docile earlier, got so many perverted ideas. "I just want to know why we have to do something as shameful as colouring in m-my bumhole, when we can just go to the park and paint some beautiful scenery there."
"I didn't suggest us to paint, just so that we could make a beautiful painting together." He admitted. "I did it so that we can specifically make a real-life image of your behind, using your orifice as a stamp."
"Why would you want to do something as perverted as that?" Her son's explanation still didn't make sense to her.
"Well, when I was playing with your asshole, I realised that even though you've had it for all your life, you never would've actually seen your asshole yourself." He said, which made sense since it wasn't necessary for anyone to see their own hole. "And even if you tried, you wouldn't be able to, since it's in a place where your eyes can't reach."
"So that's why I thought that if we applied some paint to the inside of your butt and you squatted down on some paper, we would be able to get a perfect print of your asshole?" He said like he was trying to preserve the image of her anus in the most elegant way possible.
"Can't I just see it in a mirror if I turn around and look back?...O-Or couldn't you just show it to me by taking a photo?" She didn't deny her willingness to do what her son said immediately and wanted to know more about his thought process and procedure, since she was kind of interested in what her son was talking about since it involved art, time with her son, and the tingling feeling she got whenever her son laid hands on her, which she all loved. "I mean, wouldn't it be much more easier that way, Daddy?"
"I mean, it would be easier, and I could probably spread your cheeks towards the mirror in the bedroom and show you how your anus looks right now." He said, which made her asshole twitch like it wasn't ready to be gazed upon. "But a picture or seeing it through the mirror wouldn't be as real as seeing it with your own eyes, and it wouldn't be able to capture the true beauty of your orifice."
"How can you call it beautiful when you've never seen it yourself?" She blushed at the sudden compliment, which she had never heard before.
"How can I not call it beautiful when it belongs to you, Abi?" He said, while deep into her eyes and poking her anus, like he was making sure she knew what he was talking about. "From your anus, which probably looks like a pink chrysanthemum, to the two tender petals you have down below, which are likely blushing like your cheeks right now, I'm pretty sure that any part of my daughter's body is as beautiful as she is."
"And considering how picturesque your mother's view is down there, to the extent that I sometimes get lost while gazing at her deep hole, I'm pretty damn sure that you're not that far off from her." A sly smile popped up on his face, like he wanted to make two prints with his wife and daughter and frame them side by side to see who's anus looks the best.
"Stop comparing the place I poop out to Mommy's, Daddy! It's embarassing!" She exclaimed in a flustered manner and gripped the tip of her finger that was about to enter her anus.
"And how would that area even reach the paper? It's impossible."
"You don't have to worry about that, as your father has his ways." He said, as if he already planned out how the exotic painting session would go in his head and was ready to carry through with it at any given moment.
"We'll talk about that later, Daddy." She neither denied or accepted what he said. "We first have to focus on the task at hand."
"Oh right. I was just about to stick my finger up your ass." Her son said, which made her realise what they were doing and made her regret reminding her son of it.
And once he was reminded about what he was just doing, he poked her anus once again to see if it would budge. But just like before, it was shut tight and didn't seem like it would let his finger in no matter what. And even though her son was only poking her hole; like he was using a stick to provoke an animal, she was already feeling it throughout her entire body, as each time his slender finger touched the soft skin of her anus, it would send jolts of electricity throughout her body and would make her jiggle her ass unconsciously.
Her son didn't mind her holding him tighter and tighter every time she could feel something trying to creep into her body, and was trying his very best to get in by wriggling his fingers through the narrow hole. His middle finger was like a worm who's only way to get back home was through her whole and was trying its very best to enter by thrashing around the outside and trying to stick its head into the crack. And if that didn't work, it would directly try to pierce the hole, which would only make her jolt up and whimper and absolutely do no damage in trying to open her up.
And just when she thought that her defenses were invulnerable and was feeling proud of herself from keeping her son's from entering her, her son suddenly took out one of his hands from her hands. She thought that he had given up and was feeling relieved that he didn't go any further since she was feeling a little too good with what he was doing and she didn't want to get addicted to that sensation. But out of her expectation, her son didn't simply let her go like she thought he would and brought his hand towards his lips.
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She didn't understand what he was trying to do at first. But when she saw the tip of his tongue sticking out of his mouth, she immediately realised that he was going to lick his own finger. She wouldn't have really minded her son's action before and would've simply thought it was weird. But now that she knew that very finger had been poking around her asshole a few seconds ago, she knew that she couldn't let him lick his finger, as it was too shameful to let her son lick something that was just inside her butt.
So, without any hesitation in mind, she let go of her son's chest and quickly caught his hand that was going towards his mouth.
"What are you doing, Abi? Why are you holding my hand?" He asked, even though it was so obvious why she stopped him.
"Y-You're hand...W-What were you going to do with it?" She asked indirectly, just in case she misunderstood what he was trying to do.
"My hand?" He directly admitted. "I was going to lick my fingers, of course."
"What?!" She couldn't believe her son admitted to such a vulgar action so blatantly. "How could you lick your fingers when you've just put them on that place of mine?!"
"What place?" He asked, like he didn't understand.
"My asshole!" She exclaimed, ignoring the shame she was feeling. "How could you even think of bringing your fingers close to your mouth when you've just stuck them inside my butt?!"
"But I haven't stuck them in yet."
"It's still the same, Daddy!" She shouted as she looked up at her son, who was trying to pull his hand towards his mouth even though his daughter was reprimanding him for what he was doing. "No matter if it was inside my asshole or on the outside, it was near a very dirty place! And even when you already know that, how could you think of licking your fingers like it hasn't just been near the place I p-poop from!"
She couldn't help but blush at what she said at last, since it wasn't very appropriate for a fully grown adult to be talking about poop like a child. Her son, on the other hand, didn't seem to be affected by her words at all, and looked like he had his own reasons for doing so, and stood his ground.
"First of all, Abi, as someone who has been forced to clean your diapers by your mother when you were a baby, I have long gotten used to cleaning your bum clean and making sure you have a dry bottom, so I don't really find anything involving your butt vulgar anymore and have become quite desensitized to it." He acted as if he actually wiped his mother's butt when she was a baby and had gotten so used to cleaning her up that something like playing with her asshole didn't bother him at all.
"You don't need to talk about that, Daddy! That's all in the past!!" She exclaimed in a flustered manner, as thoughts of her son changing her diaper while she was an adult popped up in her head. "You don't need to bring up those embarrassing things again, as I will never wear a diaper again. Nor will I ask you to clean up for me once again."
"That's how it should be." Her son scoffed and shook his head. "If it ever got out that a girl your age still needs to use a diaper, I wouldn't know where to put my face as your father."
Pinch~
She pinched him in the arm for mocking her and glared at him like a child who felt wrong, which only made him chuckle like he felt it was fun playing with her.
"And secondly..." He continued while ignoring his daughter's angry look. "I know for sure that you have a clean bottom, since you wash your bum with a bidet every day and probably clean your crack with soap when you take a bath."
"H-How do you know that?!" She asked in shock, as she could understand how he knew that she used a bidet since it was installed in all the toilets in the house, but she didn't understand how he knew that she washed her butt every day as she had never even mentioned it to her partner.
"It just makes sense when you feel how smooth and squeaky your anus feels." He rubbed her anus with his hand that was still inside her butt, like he was trying to produce a squeaking sound with how clean it was. "If you had just washed it with water and wiped it to make it dry, your butthole would've just felt dry and puckered up like it was thirsting for some water, since at the end of the day you're only using water to clean your anus."
"But if you use any lotion or bathing soap that has moisturizing compounds included in it to clean your anus, your skin will be quite smooth and pulpy, and it will just bounce at the touch like what the area around your asshole is doing now." He pressed his fingers into the rim outside, which was soft and succulent like a ring made out of the silkiest butter, and just like he said, her asshole pushed back even though his fingers were sunken into that delicate layer of skin.
"Hyaaa~" She couldn't help but moan at her son's meticulous touch on her anus.
"But I do wonder how many times you clean your asshole while you take a bath, Abi, as I'm pretty sure that a single use of moisturizer or soap wouldn't be able to make your anus as soft as it is now." He circled his finger around her rim, like he was trying to find out which place of the ring was the most tender.
"Only once, Daddy...Hmm~...N-Not any more then that~" She struggled to say with a red face, while her son played with her asshole.
"Really? So you're telling me that your anus is soft as it is now and so smooth to the touch that my hands slip off when I apply any pressure, just from one wash?" He interrogated her as to why her deepest hole was as pulpy as it is, when she still hadn't gotten the answer as to why he wanted to lick his fingers after sticking them down there.
"Or, is that you're telling me that you're just a girl who was born with the most impeccable anus to ever exist...An anus so velvety that once you stick anything in, there's no chance of pulling it out because of how mushy and doughy it is." He praised her anus even more while pinching the rims of her anus, like he was trying to pull out some sticky dough to see how soft it was.
"No, Daddy, I lied! I don't just wash it once in the shower!" She admitted the truth, as she didn't want to bear the title of being the girl with the heavenly anus that puts every other asshole to shame. "I actually wash it 3 times every day with body lotion and soap. And make sure that I get it onto the deepest parts of my bum without fail, just like you said!"
Once this embarassing confession left her mouth, her son gave her a knowing smile like he was trying to hold back a chuckle, while she was so red that her face looked like a ripe tomato.
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Hey guys, after some contemplation and talks with some other authors I've decided to contract my story with webnovel. Congratulations to me I guess for signing the first official contract in my life.
I don't know how this whole thing is going to go and it could all go up in flames in all honesty, but I hope you guys can show me the same amount of support you've shown me this while, which I'm sincerely grateful for and would like to thank everyone who's read my story till now.
Here's some things that should change after getting contracted (Even though it may take a week or two for me to get used to the changes):
•Increased chapter frequency
•Higher word count per chapter
•A more compact story with a faster pace
•Discord where multiple NSFW pictures will be posted every week
•And a few more things which I'll figure out soon
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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