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(also on ArchiveofourOwn)", "writing": " It was a usual sunny morning in the Heeler household, and Bandit came down the stairs just as he did every morning before; he entered the kitchen to find his wife Chilli and his daughter Bingo having breakfast. \n Chilli greeted Bandit with a smile as he opened the fridge. “Good morning honey, sorry I didn’t wake you, you looked like you were sleeping so peacefully.” \n “No problems love.” He looked back and noticed a certain blue heeler wasn’t present. “But where’s Bluey? You didn’t wake her yet? We gotta take her to school in a bit.”\nChilli and Bingo looked up from their breakfast at Bandit with a raised eyebrow as if he just spoke gibberish. \n “Who?” Chilli replied.\n “Bluey? Our daughter?” Bandit was confused now as well – at least for a moment.\n ‘[i]Ah, must be one of Bluey and Bingo’s games that they roped Chilli into.’[/i] Bandit thought to himself and rolled his eyes smugly.\n But Chilli didn’t look like she was playing games – or at least, if she was play-acting, she was putting on the best performance of her life. “Bandit… are you feeling okay? Your daughter’s name is Bingo, and she’s right here. What’s going on?” She gestured to Bingo, who simply resumed eating her cereal. \n Bandit was starting to get concerned. His wife didn’t have that usual tone of “play along with it” that he could usually sense from her when they were involved in their daughters’ games. As he closed the fridge without grabbing anything, he noticed that all of Bluey’s drawings they had hung up were gone – but Bingo’s drawings were all still there. \n The big blue heeler scowled. “Okay, this already isn’t a funny game anymore, I’m going upstairs to wake Bluey.” Bandit immediately left the kitchen without another word and headed back upstairs and down the hall to the girls’ room. \n “Hey Bluey, are you in here? It’s time to wake up.” Bandit asked as he opened the door at a respectfully slow speed as to not scare his daughter awake if she were still sleeping. However, what he saw made his stomach drop.\n Bluey’s bed was gone. \n In fact, everything of hers was gone. Only Bingo’s bed and Bingo’s things were in the room.\n ‘[i]What is going on? This is too elaborate of a prank for Chilli to pull off. And for what purpose would they all be pranking me? Where the hell’s Bluey?[/i]’ Bandit thought, getting genuinely nervous. He ran back downstairs – surely something of Bluey’s was still in the house. \n He checked the toy room. The bathroom. The front lawn. The backyard. His office. The closet. The laundry room. The attic. With each room he checked, he could feel his heart rate go up. Any evidence of his daughter Bluey was nowhere to be found, like it had been wiped off the face of the earth. Bandit went back to the kitchen, where Chilli and Bingo were somehow still eating breakfast after all the time he felt like he’d been looking. \n “Chilli, I need to talk to you. Now.” Bandit said sternly as he took his wife’s hand and briskly led her to the living room. She went with him without any objection, and Bingo continued to eat her seemingly-bottomless bowl of cereal.\n Bandit led Chilli to the couch and sat her down. He could feel his body start to tremble from anxiety. \n “Okay Chilli, [i]where[/i] is Blu-“\n “I think I know what this is about.” Chilli interrupted, with a tone more serious than Bandit had ever seen her before.\n “Alright then Chilli, what do you want to tell me? Where is Bluey?” Bandit demanded in a slightly raised voice, starting to feel a rare but genuine anger at his wife for keeping him in the dark. \n “Do you remember my… miscarriage?”\n Chilli’s words stung Bandit’s heart. Of course he remembered, but they hadn’t talked about it in years. Bluey was their second attempt – a rainbow baby.\n “Of course I do… but why are you bringing this up?” Bandit tried to calm down, holding his wife’s hand gently as he remembered the pain they both went through. \n “Do you remember what we were planning on naming the baby?” Chilli asked, placing her hand on his. Bandit tried to remember; he didn’t think they had thought of a name yet. But for some reason, he felt an intense wave of dread as Chilli opened her mouth again, before she even spoke.\n “Bluey.”\n\n Bandit’s eyes shot open. It was night-time. He saw only the ceiling of his bedroom. His heart was still pounding. Raising a hand to his face, the fur on his cheeks were covered in wet tears. \n [i]‘Was I… crying? In my sleep?’[/i]\n He looked next to him; there was his wife Chilli, comfortably covered in a blanket as she slept beside him. Without a second thought, he quickly and quietly got out of bed and briskly went down the hall to the girls’ room. Bandit slowly pushed the door open, afraid of what he might see.\n Bandit let out an audible sigh of relief – Bluey’s bed was there and accounted for, complete with a Bluey sleeping in it. He gently crossed the room and placed a hand on his precious daughter, just to make sure she was really there. The dream he just had had felt so… real. \n He let out another sigh, happier to see her than he could recently remember. The thought of Bluey not being in his life felt like an impossibility. \n Bluey was sleeping facing the window, conveniently with enough open space behind her that the bed seemed to invite Bandit in. He got in her bed and gently spooned her with his arm over her waist. [i]‘This isn’t that weird’[/i], he thought. Just as kids sometimes have nightmares and want to sleep in their parents’ bed, parents can have nightmares and want to sleep in their kid’s bed, right? Having his daughter in his arms definitely helped him calm down from the nightmare he had; he knew there was no way he’d be able to get to sleep again without her, just for tonight. He slowly rubbed his daughter’s furry belly with his hand as his mind began to wander, waiting for his heart-rate to drop down to a comfortable sleeping pace. \n Bandit thought about just how much he truly appreciated Bluey, something he felt he had been taking for granted the past few months. She was seven years old now, and with that age she had gotten more mischievous lately, even sometimes outright annoying if he was being honest. As he thought more about it, he actually really liked that new side of her. Although Bingo was still practically a perfectly-behaved angel of a child, Bandit liked the parental challenge that Bluey’s new cheeky attitude gave him. \n Every parent knows you don’t pick a favorite child, but there was something about Bluey in particular that was truly special to him. Maybe it’s because she was a rainbow baby, maybe it was because she resembled him much more than Bingo did, or maybe it was the adorable way she laughed when she was playing one of her games with him. The more he thought about her, the more he loved everything about his daughter. \n Bandit gently kissed the top of Bluey’s head in a fatherly manner as he continued to softly rub her fur. As he kissed her, he noticed that she actually smelled really good. He found himself closing his eyes and breathing in his daughter’s unique scent through his nose, his grip around her getting slightly firmer as he continued to rub her belly. Suddenly, he noticed that his… ‘man parts’ were starting to stiffen, his crimson tip peeking out from the sheath and poking his daughter’s backside.\n [i]‘Ah shit, not now. I guess I should head back to my own bed before-'[/i]\n His train of thought stopped as he felt a familiar little blue hand gently on top his hand he was rubbing Bluey’s belly with. Bandit felt the hand guiding his own lower and lower down her torso, until eventually he felt a small wet fold. He held his breath in stunned shock as his red shaft quickly sprung from its hiding place and aggressively pressed against the base of Bluey’s tail. \n “Bluey? We shouldn’t be doing this, I’m your dad…” Bandit whispered in Bluey’s ear. She simply lifted her leg in response, assertively guiding her dad’s index finger into her cookie. What she whispered back left him speechless.\n “…Then why does it feel so [i]right[/i]?”\n Bandit felt another little blue hand reach down and softly grab the end of his rocket, lowering it to snugly fit between his daughter’s thighs. He then felt his tip being slowly stroked and squeezed by Bluey’s furry paw.\n Bandit couldn’t control himself anymore; he couldn’t deny that something about doing this with Bluey [i]did[/i] just feel [i]right[/i]. He gently slid his finger deeper inside his daughter’s slit of his own volition as he instinctively started gently thrusting his hips into hers, her strokes on his shaft quickening as he did. Bandit felt their body heats rise together as they both began to breathe heavily, his member twitching every time his daughter let out a soft and quiet moan in response to his finger gently swirling and prodding at her delicate wet folds. They could both hear Bingo snoring quietly from across the room as she was splayed out on her bed as usual – no worries about her waking up any time soon. \n Bandit leaned over slightly and Bluey turned her head back, their faces meeting each other in a taboo kiss - one as much more than father and daughter. His face felt hot with anticipation as his tongue explored her mouth for the first time, his heart pounding as she sweetly moaned into his mouth. Their lips locked together perfectly, like two pieces of a wet and fleshy puzzle. \n [i]'This is wrong, this is so [b]wrong[/b], but I can't stop. I don't [b]want[/b] to stop.[/i]' Bandit thought to himself. As the nightmare still lingered in his memory, Bandit felt tears well up in his eyes again at the thought of his Bluey being gone forever. He broke the deep and passionate kiss with his daughter, a strand of saliva connecting their tongues as his tears were on Bluey's cheeks now. \n \"Dad...?\" Bluey whispered, wondering why he was crying. \n \"I just... I love you Bluey. I love you so much.\" Bandit whispered back, reassuring her he was fine. \n \"I love you too, Dad.\" She leaned in and resumed the deep kiss with her dad again. No more words were necessary; all that mattered in the moment was love. Bluey started to stroke her dad's thick throbbing member between her legs faster now, and in turn Bandit rubbed his daughter's now-soaking wet cookie faster and deeper with his finger as well, though he was careful not to cause her any pain with her smaller size. \n He had honestly never even considered doing anything like this with his own daughter before just a mere few minutes ago, but he realized the sheer taboo of being sexually-intimate like this with his little girl – his own flesh and blood - made Bandit hornier than he had been in years. Just the simple soft touches and squeezes of his daughter's hand on his canine shaft brought Bandit close to climax. He could tell she was getting close too, her breaths were getting more shuddered and sporadic. \n With only one thing on his mind, Bandit started to rub her virgin privates with as much intensity as he could manage while still being somewhat discrete. Bluey let out a quiet but high-pitched moan in response into her dad’s mouth as she squeezed him as tight as she could, her hips rocking back and forth into his hand as she neared orgasm as well. She broke the kiss again and licked Bandit’s open mouth as she let out another breathy moan, the sensation of her soft, wet, and delicious tongue combined with her strokes forcing him to the brink of climax.\n “Oh Bluey, I’m gonna- “\n\n Bandit’s eyes shot open. The rising sun shone through the window directly at his eyes. He saw only the ceiling of his bedroom. His heart was pounding. Feeling oddly wet, he lifted up his blanket and looked down. \n “-Cum.” Bandit quietly muttered to himself with a sigh. It was only a dream. He looked next to him, but Chilli was already out of bed, most likely down in the kitchen making breakfast for the girls.\n [i]‘Honestly, what a relief.’[/i] Bandit thought to himself. He took too much pride in being a great dad to ever do anything like that with Bluey, and he would never do anything to ruin his marriage with Chilli. He still wasn’t sure why he had such a dream in the first place though, and a nightmare within a dream on top of that, no less. Did this mean he wanted to have sex with his own underage daughter now? Surely he didn’t have control over his own dreams like that. But the sensations Bandit felt, the feelings he felt for Bluey, everything seemed so… [i]real[/i].\n He wasn’t sure what to think, so he figured it best to just write it all off as a crazy dream and try to put it out of his mind. He quickly wiped the cum off his blanket with a towel. ‘I’ll wash it later.’ Bandit told himself as he tossed the towel in the bin and headed downstairs.\nJust as he expected, Chilli was making breakfast in the kitchen. However, his stomach dropped slightly when he saw that Bingo was the only one at the table again. \n ‘Oh no, am I [i]still[/i] dreaming?’ Bandit thought, already feeling on-edge. However, his worries were quickly quelled when Bluey entered the kitchen shortly after him. \nChilli turned around, greeting them both with a smile. \n “Morning you two, you both sure had a big sleep. Did you sleep alright?” Chili asked her husband and daughter as the two stood next to each other. \n Bandit glanced down at his Bluey, and everything was completely normal again. “Well I sure had some weird dreams, but I’m doing great now. Think I just need to lay off the melatonin for a while.” He innocently smiled as he rubbed the top of Bluey’s head in his usual fatherly way.\n “Well [i]I[/i] had the most [i]amazing[/i] dream.” Bluey added, leaning up and giving her dad a quick kiss on the cheek before heading to her spot next to Bingo at the breakfast table, looking into his eyes and giving him a deliberately smug and knowing grin on her way there. \n [i]‘…On second thought, maaaybe I’ll keep the melatonin handy.’[/i] Bandit thought to himself as his heart skipped a beat. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "            It was a usual sunny morning in the Heeler household, and Bandit came down the stairs just as he did every morning before; he entered the kitchen to find his wife Chilli and his daughter Bingo having breakfast.
            Chilli greeted Bandit with a smile as he opened the fridge. “Good morning honey, sorry I didn’t wake you, you looked like you were sleeping so peacefully.”
            “No problems love.” He looked back and noticed a certain blue heeler wasn’t present. “But where’s Bluey? You didn’t wake her yet? We gotta take her to school in a bit.”
Chilli and Bingo looked up from their breakfast at Bandit with a raised eyebrow as if he just spoke gibberish.
            “Who?” Chilli replied.
            “Bluey? Our daughter?” Bandit was confused now as well – at least for a moment.
            ‘Ah, must be one of Bluey and Bingo’s games that they roped Chilli into.’ Bandit thought to himself and rolled his eyes smugly.
            But Chilli didn’t look like she was playing games – or at least, if she was play-acting, she was putting on the best performance of her life. “Bandit… are you feeling okay? Your daughter’s name is Bingo, and she’s right here. What’s going on?” She gestured to Bingo, who simply resumed eating her cereal.
            Bandit was starting to get concerned. His wife didn’t have that usual tone of “play along with it” that he could usually sense from her when they were involved in their daughters’ games. As he closed the fridge without grabbing anything, he noticed that all of Bluey’s drawings they had hung up were gone – but Bingo’s drawings were all still there.
            The big blue heeler scowled. “Okay, this already isn’t a funny game anymore, I’m going upstairs to wake Bluey.” Bandit immediately left the kitchen without another word and headed back upstairs and down the hall to the girls’ room.
            “Hey Bluey, are you in here? It’s time to wake up.” Bandit asked as he opened the door at a respectfully slow speed as to not scare his daughter awake if she were still sleeping. However, what he saw made his stomach drop.
            Bluey’s bed was gone.
            In fact, everything of hers was gone. Only Bingo’s bed and Bingo’s things were in the room.
            ‘What is going on? This is too elaborate of a prank for Chilli to pull off. And for what purpose would they all be pranking me? Where the hell’s Bluey?’ Bandit thought, getting genuinely nervous. He ran back downstairs – surely something of Bluey’s was still in the house.
            He checked the toy room. The bathroom. The front lawn. The backyard. His office. The closet. The laundry room. The attic. With each room he checked, he could feel his heart rate go up. Any evidence of his daughter Bluey was nowhere to be found, like it had been wiped off the face of the earth. Bandit went back to the kitchen, where Chilli and Bingo were somehow still eating breakfast after all the time he felt like he’d been looking.
            “Chilli, I need to talk to you. Now.” Bandit said sternly as he took his wife’s hand and briskly led her to the living room. She went with him without any objection, and Bingo continued to eat her seemingly-bottomless bowl of cereal.
            Bandit led Chilli to the couch and sat her down. He could feel his body start to tremble from anxiety.
            “Okay Chilli, where is Blu-“
            “I think I know what this is about.” Chilli interrupted, with a tone more serious than Bandit had ever seen her before.
            “Alright then Chilli, what do you want to tell me? Where is Bluey?” Bandit demanded in a slightly raised voice, starting to feel a rare but genuine anger at his wife for keeping him in the dark.
            “Do you remember my… miscarriage?”
            Chilli’s words stung Bandit’s heart. Of course he remembered, but they hadn’t talked about it in years. Bluey was their second attempt – a rainbow baby.
            “Of course I do… but why are you bringing this up?” Bandit tried to calm down, holding his wife’s hand gently as he remembered the pain they both went through.
            “Do you remember what we were planning on naming the baby?” Chilli asked, placing her hand on his. Bandit tried to remember; he didn’t think they had thought of a name yet. But for some reason, he felt an intense wave of dread as Chilli opened her mouth again, before she even spoke.
            “Bluey.”

            Bandit’s eyes shot open. It was night-time. He saw only the ceiling of his bedroom. His heart was still pounding. Raising a hand to his face, the fur on his cheeks were covered in wet tears.
            ‘Was I… crying? In my sleep?’
            He looked next to him; there was his wife Chilli, comfortably covered in a blanket as she slept beside him. Without a second thought, he quickly and quietly got out of bed and briskly went down the hall to the girls’ room. Bandit slowly pushed the door open, afraid of what he might see.
            Bandit let out an audible sigh of relief – Bluey’s bed was there and accounted for, complete with a Bluey sleeping in it. He gently crossed the room and placed a hand on his precious daughter, just to make sure she was really there. The dream he just had had felt so… real.
            He let out another sigh, happier to see her than he could recently remember. The thought of Bluey not being in his life felt like an impossibility.
            Bluey was sleeping facing the window, conveniently with enough open space behind her that the bed seemed to invite Bandit in. He got in her bed and gently spooned her with his arm over her waist. ‘This isn’t that weird’, he thought. Just as kids sometimes have nightmares and want to sleep in their parents’ bed, parents can have nightmares and want to sleep in their kid’s bed, right? Having his daughter in his arms definitely helped him calm down from the nightmare he had; he knew there was no way he’d be able to get to sleep again without her, just for tonight. He slowly rubbed his daughter’s furry belly with his hand as his mind began to wander, waiting for his heart-rate to drop down to a comfortable sleeping pace.
            Bandit thought about just how much he truly appreciated Bluey, something he felt he had been taking for granted the past few months. She was seven years old now, and with that age she had gotten more mischievous lately, even sometimes outright annoying if he was being honest. As he thought more about it, he actually really liked that new side of her. Although Bingo was still practically a perfectly-behaved angel of a child, Bandit liked the parental challenge that Bluey’s new cheeky attitude gave him.
            Every parent knows you don’t pick a favorite child, but there was something about Bluey in particular that was truly special to him. Maybe it’s because she was a rainbow baby, maybe it was because she resembled him much more than Bingo did, or maybe it was the adorable way she laughed when she was playing one of her games with him. The more he thought about her, the more he loved everything about his daughter.
            Bandit gently kissed the top of Bluey’s head in a fatherly manner as he continued to softly rub her fur. As he kissed her, he noticed that she actually smelled really good. He found himself closing his eyes and breathing in his daughter’s unique scent through his nose, his grip around her getting slightly firmer as he continued to rub her belly. Suddenly, he noticed that his… ‘man parts’ were starting to stiffen, his crimson tip peeking out from the sheath and poking his daughter’s backside.
            ‘Ah shit, not now. I guess I should head back to my own bed before-'
            His train of thought stopped as he felt a familiar little blue hand gently on top his hand he was rubbing Bluey’s belly with. Bandit felt the hand guiding his own lower and lower down her torso, until eventually he felt a small wet fold. He held his breath in stunned shock as his red shaft quickly sprung from its hiding place and aggressively pressed against the base of Bluey’s tail.
            “Bluey? We shouldn’t be doing this, I’m your dad…” Bandit whispered in Bluey’s ear. She simply lifted her leg in response, assertively guiding her dad’s index finger into her cookie. What she whispered back left him speechless.
            “…Then why does it feel so right?”
            Bandit felt another little blue hand reach down and softly grab the end of his rocket, lowering it to snugly fit between his daughter’s thighs. He then felt his tip being slowly stroked and squeezed by Bluey’s furry paw.
            Bandit couldn’t control himself anymore; he couldn’t deny that something about doing this with Bluey did just feel right. He gently slid his finger deeper inside his daughter’s slit of his own volition as he instinctively started gently thrusting his hips into hers, her strokes on his shaft quickening as he did. Bandit felt their body heats rise together as they both began to breathe heavily, his member twitching every time his daughter let out a soft and quiet moan in response to his finger gently swirling and prodding at her delicate wet folds. They could both hear Bingo snoring quietly from across the room as she was splayed out on her bed as usual – no worries about her waking up any time soon.
            Bandit leaned over slightly and Bluey turned her head back, their faces meeting each other in a taboo kiss - one as much more than father and daughter. His face felt hot with anticipation as his tongue explored her mouth for the first time, his heart pounding as she sweetly moaned into his mouth. Their lips locked together perfectly, like two pieces of a wet and fleshy puzzle.
            'This is wrong, this is so wrong, but I can't stop. I don't want to stop.' Bandit thought to himself. As the nightmare still lingered in his memory, Bandit felt tears well up in his eyes again at the thought of his Bluey being gone forever. He broke the deep and passionate kiss with his daughter, a strand of saliva connecting their tongues as his tears were on Bluey's cheeks now.
            "Dad...?" Bluey whispered, wondering why he was crying.
            "I just... I love you Bluey. I love you so much." Bandit whispered back, reassuring her he was fine.
            "I love you too, Dad." She leaned in and resumed the deep kiss with her dad again. No more words were necessary; all that mattered in the moment was love. Bluey started to stroke her dad's thick throbbing member between her legs faster now, and in turn Bandit rubbed his daughter's now-soaking wet cookie faster and deeper with his finger as well, though he was careful not to cause her any pain with her smaller size.
            He had honestly never even considered doing anything like this with his own daughter before just a mere few minutes ago, but he realized the sheer taboo of being sexually-intimate like this with his little girl – his own flesh and blood - made Bandit hornier than he had been in years. Just the simple soft touches and squeezes of his daughter's hand on his canine shaft brought Bandit close to climax. He could tell she was getting close too, her breaths were getting more shuddered and sporadic.
            With only one thing on his mind, Bandit started to rub her virgin privates with as much intensity as he could manage while still being somewhat discrete. Bluey let out a quiet but high-pitched moan in response into her dad’s mouth as she squeezed him as tight as she could, her hips rocking back and forth into his hand as she neared orgasm as well. She broke the kiss again and licked Bandit’s open mouth as she let out another breathy moan, the sensation of her soft, wet, and delicious tongue combined with her strokes forcing him to the brink of climax.
            “Oh Bluey, I’m gonna- “

            Bandit’s eyes shot open. The rising sun shone through the window directly at his eyes. He saw only the ceiling of his bedroom. His heart was pounding. Feeling oddly wet, he lifted up his blanket and looked down.
            “-Cum.” Bandit quietly muttered to himself with a sigh. It was only a dream. He looked next to him, but Chilli was already out of bed, most likely down in the kitchen making breakfast for the girls.
            ‘Honestly, what a relief.’ Bandit thought to himself. He took too much pride in being a great dad to ever do anything like that with Bluey, and he would never do anything to ruin his marriage with Chilli. He still wasn’t sure why he had such a dream in the first place though, and a nightmare within a dream on top of that, no less. Did this mean he wanted to have sex with his own underage daughter now? Surely he didn’t have control over his own dreams like that. But the sensations Bandit felt, the feelings he felt for Bluey, everything seemed so… real.
            He wasn’t sure what to think, so he figured it best to just write it all off as a crazy dream and try to put it out of his mind. He quickly wiped the cum off his blanket with a towel. ‘I’ll wash it later.’ Bandit told himself as he tossed the towel in the bin and headed downstairs.
Just as he expected, Chilli was making breakfast in the kitchen. However, his stomach dropped slightly when he saw that Bingo was the only one at the table again.
            ‘Oh no, am I still dreaming?’ Bandit thought, already feeling on-edge. However, his worries were quickly quelled when Bluey entered the kitchen shortly after him.
Chilli turned around, greeting them both with a smile.
            “Morning you two, you both sure had a big sleep. Did you sleep alright?” Chili asked her husband and daughter as the two stood next to each other.
            Bandit glanced down at his Bluey, and everything was completely normal again. “Well I sure had some weird dreams, but I’m doing great now. Think I just need to lay off the melatonin for a while.” He innocently smiled as he rubbed the top of Bluey’s head in his usual fatherly way.
            “Well I had the most amazing dream.” Bluey added, leaning up and giving her dad a quick kiss on the cheek before heading to her spot next to Bingo at the breakfast table, looking into his eyes and giving him a deliberately smug and knowing grin on her way there.
            ‘…On second thought, maaaybe I’ll keep the melatonin handy.’ Bandit thought to himself as his heart skipped a beat.
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