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Jeremy thought about the incident everyday after it happened. The thought of your fucked out face and the sight of your grandfather's cock splitting you open was too much for his psyche, forever permanently burned into his mind. He beat off to it more than he wanted to admit. It wasn't just him anymore who tainted you. 

He knew he was a sick pervert (a terrible father, God, no), but you never rejected his advances; instead, just spread your cute little girl legs for him and let him eat your cunny until your thighs were trembling in his grip. Jeremy just couldn't help himself when it came to you, rutting against you like a rabbit. His prettiest girl. 

"Shhh, keep quiet," your father whispered in your ear in the middle of the night, his fingers digging into your sides while rubbing his cock between your thighs. Precum smeared across your flesh, staining the sheets underneath you. "It's okay, yer doing so well, sweetie." Jeremy mumbled helplessly, sweaty with shame. The sound was too lewd and perverted in his ears. 

"S-sorry, daddy." His cock twitches from how hard you're breathing; it isn't like he's pounding your cunt like a jackhammer. It's not even sex, but Jesus Christ, your pussy—

"I- I don't mean to be loud, it's just, ahh, pleaseee... It's dripping everywhere." You whine, grinding back into him. A groan leaves him, pressing his cockhead directly on your clit.

"Fuuuck," Jeremy clamps a hand over your mouth, forcibly shutting you up while rutting harder into you. "I'm not mad, baby. I know it's overwhelming. Yer such a good girl for daddy." The praise leaves you weak, shaking like a leaf as he slides himself in and out of your thighs. His stomach buzzes, feeling sick from how wonderful you feel. 

His eyes are glued to your drenched cunt, sliding himself over your folds. Sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, Jeremy pushes himself in, forcing a gasp from you. You're so fucking petite compared to him, your legs wedged as wide as can go—your insides felt like heaven, snapping any shred of sanity he had left. "My sweetest girl."

"D-daddy, please," you whisper, clenching on his cock. His hands pressed down on the bulge in your tummy, filling your little pussy years before your first period. "No, no— don't do that, oh," 

Jeremy remembers how you reacted when Spy fucked you, how every little ounce of stimulation left you a squealing mess. You were just a fucking baby, and—

"Shhh, sweetie. You know you have to be quiet. We can't let ma hear, right?" Right. She'd fucking kill him if she found out he was molesting her granddaughter, especially under her roof. A smile had split your lips, sniffling from the tears streaming down your face. 

It was too risky, it was how he got caught last time. Ma was sure to be fast asleep, though, and he couldn't keep his hands off your deliciously underdeveloped body. His eyes rolled back, feeling how fucking tight you were. "I love you so much, baby."

His breath was hot in your ear as he watched how the dent in your tummy shifted with every movement he made. Jeremy's hands were on your sides, keeping you close so you were incapable of squirming free. 

"L—love you too," you cry out, so, so sensitive. His cock rams deeper into you, hitting a spot that makes you see stars. "D-Daddy!"

"Shhh." He was drooling all your face like a fucked out dog. "You're— you're gripping me like a vice." The adult thumbed at your clit, loving how he could easily overpower you—he never tried to on purpose, he swore, but the pleasure was too exhilarating to give up. 

"Fuck, fuck— 'm actually gonna cum, sweet girl," Jeremy uttered, holding you possessively. You remained still, having been through this so many times before. You didn't deserve it, didn't deserve to feel him flooding your tiny pussy with his seed. Unbeknownst to him, this was the last creampie he'd ever give you. "Ah—Good fuckin' lord—"

"Jeremy?"

His head snaps to the doorway, seeing his mother standing there with a terrified face. Oh. Oh. 

"Uhm, ma," Scout immediately pulls out, still erect. "It's not— it's not what you think!" He scrambles for an answer, but what could he even say? How could he explain that he had his cock inside his 5 year old little girl? What happened with him was all for nothing. 

"Then what is it?" His mother questions, the venom making him lower his head. 

"Grandma, daddy was–"

"Get away from him." She grabbed you by the shoulder. 

"Please, 'm sorry, ma, I didn't mean to, I promise I didn't— I didn't want to hurt her." He sobbed. "She's just so sweet, and uh, please—"

"She's only in kindergarten."

The pure look of horror on his face made your skin crawl. 

"Are— are ya gonna call the cops on me?"

 A sigh left her, not bothering to meet his gaze. Her fingers gripped you tightly. "I will if you don't leave my house." 

Jeremy blinked at her, before nodding and scrambling to find his clothes. She took you with her, and his stomach dropped.

He would never be able to wash the dirt away now. Spy's discovery of your relationship was like stealing a kidney. His mother tore the muscle from his chest. 

"Fuck." 

Weeks had passed since he was caught in the act, and now Jeremy was currently staring down a metal barrel, addled with guilt. His wrist wanted to falter, but it felt perfect in his grip, all too aware of how due he was for it. He knew this was going to happen the first time he made you come undone on his fingers. If he didn't want to rot forever in a prison cell—well, then it shouldn't have continued. 

He should've killed himself a long time ago. Way before he ever had you. 

Jeremy desecrated you between the legs, ruined your brain beyond repair. He was horrified that he couldn't stop himself, and the moment he gave you up to his father—your grandfather—you weren't put on this earth to give men pleasure, or whatever Spy thought. So, he pulled the trigger. 

Nobody would miss him. 

Innocently enough, you turned the handle, having snuck off beyond your grandma could notice, too busy talking to the police. She promised you she wouldn't tell. 

"Daddy?" 

You flutter your lashes at the grotesque sight of his brains splattered on the floor, seeing his limp body contaminated with blood. You spewed puke before you could even realize. 

Unfortunately, that'd be the last time you'd ever be able to comprehend him.