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As if jolted by an electric shock, he darted out of bed in a sudden panic and rushed to the bedroom balcony, greeted by the view of an entire squad of police cars along with a countless number of cops pointing flashlights and pistols directly at him as loud sirens were blaring into his skull. \n “There he is!” \n “Come out with your hands up!”\n Bandit felt pure terror as the bedroom door suddenly crashed open with a loud bang, a flood of armed officers rushing in and grabbing him tightly by the arms as he cried out for mercy.\n\n “NOOO!” He screamed as his eyes shot open, frantically sitting up in bed and shaking his arms as if to resist the intimidating attackers – but no one was there. The bedroom was silent and dark. He gasped for breath, still shaking from the alarming fright. \n ‘These nightmares are getting worse…’ Bandit shuddered, looking around and noticing something was off once again; all four walls of the bedroom were covered in analog clocks - all ticking at different speeds, both forward and backward. He sat up from bed, his body still shaking slightly with fear as he approached the door. Bandit scanned the room for any possible sign of the shadowy figure from the nightmare before, but there was fortunately no sign of it. \n With a sigh of relief as he regained his composure, Bandit opened the door and made his way down the hall for he and his daughter’s nightly rendezvous. As his feet tiptoed down each of the steps of the staircase, Bandit noticed a dim light coming from the direction of the open kitchen balcony. 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She looked like an absolutely beautiful young woman; his daughter appeared to be about eighteen years old or so, with a small tuft of baby-blue fur protruding from her forehead. It reminded Bandit of when he was a young boy and had a dark navy-blue tuft of fur in the same spot. He simply stood there speechless for a few moments as he looked at his teenage daughter. \n “Well don’t just stand there staring dad, what do you think?” The grown-up Bluey whispered as she fluttered her eyelids and inched her face closer to Bandit’s, clearly flirting with him.\n “You look… [i]good[/i]…” The big blue heeler was flustered, feeling like a bit like an awkward teenager again himself, impressed at just how pretty his daughter would turn out to be. \n “Oh, just [i]good[/i]?” Bluey looked away as she started to pout. 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Silencing his protest, she bent down to his eye-level and planted a firm kiss on his mouth, running her fingers through her ten-year-old dad’s short curled 80’s-style mullet. \n “You really should grow your hair out like this again, though. I like it.” Bandit’s daughter smiled as she fondled his hair, earning a blush from him for the genuine compliment before their lips met again for a long deep kiss. As their tongues reunited, Bandit noticed that although Bluey looked older, her mouth still had the same sweet taste as always. Suddenly, he grunted into her mouth in surprise as he felt her hand firmly grab his, leading it assertively to the gap in her thighs. It reminded Bandit of their first experience together, when he was holding his daughter in bed for comfort and she grabbed his hand in the same way. \n Having the body of a teenager made Bluey feel like her libido was going into overdrive. 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The young Bandit obeyed his daughter without hesitation, unable to restrain himself from immediately leaning in and feasting on her dripping slit; he could instantly feel the intense and comforting warmth radiating from between her hips, her pungent feminine pheromones overwhelming his senses as he hungrily plunged his tongue into her fleshy tunnel. With a quivering moan of ecstasy escaping from her lungs into the night, Bluey’s hips jolted and thrusted into her dad’s muzzle as he lapped at her insides; his smaller tongue able to reach sensitive corners and ridges that his larger tongue couldn’t before when she was smaller. She turned her head and instinctively clenched her eyes shut, lightly biting into her finger with a horny grunt as Bandit’s tongue flicked at her sensitive folds with an experienced technique guaranteed to bring her to the edge. Sensing she was already getting close from his expert tongue-work, Bluey pulled her dad away and shoved him onto his back on the wooden balcony flooring; she didn’t want to finish just yet. They said nothing to each other as she stood directly over his face, her tail wagging furiously with anticipation as Bandit’s tongue hung out in a heavy pant, licking his lips like he was dying of thirst. \n “Tell me what you want... [i]Bandit[/i].” Bluey commanded in an authoritative tone as she addressed him by his first name, her chest shaking nervously; she had often bossed her dad around during silly games, but this was different. 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I can’t take it anymore, I need [i]more[/i] of you, I’m absolutely [i]addicted[/i] to you! [i]Please[/i]!” Bandit whined with deep breaths as he firmly squeezed on his rock-hard canine member, though he could hardly believe the words were coming out of his own mouth; he could practically taste her divine flavor as her mouthwatering cookie was just tantalizingly out of reach, tormenting him with his daughter’s alluring feminine scent. Bandit was so incredibly horny that he felt like he was a different person entirely, and it honestly scared him a bit in the back of his mind; this wasn’t the Bandit he thought himself to be for so much of his life. \n “Well, okay, since you asked so nicely~” Bluey licked her lips as she granted her dad’s wish, crouching down and holding onto his head for balance as she took a seat directly on Bandit’s face. 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He hoped they could keep all of this a secret forever. He hoped that, more than anything else, his special little girl would have a happy life no matter what happened to them – to him; after all, that’s all any father ever really wants for his daughter. \n His sentimental thoughts were cut short, however, as he was already nearing his climax, and Bluey - intensely horny as she was – was close to approaching her second. As he felt the pressure building through the entirety of his shaft, the young and virile Bandit sped up his thrusting up into his daughter.\n “I’m- I’m cumming, Bluey…” He groaned with his eyes clenched shut as his toes curled, biting his lip and leaning his head to the side as he erupted inside her with a few more powerful thrusts upwards into her hips.\n “I’m cumming too, da- I mean, [i]Bandit[/i]…” Bluey whimpered with immense pleasure as her tunnel contracted and squeezed Bandit’s orgasming member, almost breaking her more dominant act as she felt her dad’s hot sperm flooding her inviting innards. \n After a few more wordless moments of father-daughter ‘bonding’, Bluey finally sat up and collapsed in a sweaty cream-filled heap next to Bandit, who was already growing in size and aging himself up back to normal; however, he did keep the mullet because she mentioned liking it so much. \n “Dad… how do you feel about me?” Bluey whispered into her dad’s neck as they lay on their sides facing each other in their afterglow under the swaying and twinkling stars, still breathing heavily as her hand was slowly stroking the fur on his chest.\n “What do you mean? You’re my daughter, I love you more than [i]anything[/i], Bluey.” Bandit’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the question as he affectionately rubbed her side.\n “I love you too dad, but…” She looked away from him again, sniffling with shuddered breaths of sadness.\n “What’s wrong?” Bandit was getting worried; Bluey rarely ever cried. ‘But?’ But what? Was she starting to have regrets? The anticipation was killing Bandit as he waited for her to continue.\n “I wanna be [i]more[/i] than just your daughter. For… for real life.” Bluey’s voice cracked slightly as she looked into her dad’s eyes, desperately wanting him to return her love. Bandit sighed, a bit relieved that his daughter still loved him as much as she did, though he still felt downhearted¬¬ that he could never give her what she truly wanted.\n “You know it wouldn’t work, Bluey.” Bandit whispered sternly but sympathetically before giving her a soft kiss on the forehead, holding her a little tighter.\n “Because I’m too young.” She shrunk back to her normal age in his arms as a tear trickled down her muzzle, her lower lip trembling as she hated herself for her age.\n “Because I’m married to your mum.” Bandit tried to reassure her; in truth, he didn’t care about Bluey’s age; his main concerns were hurting his wife and family.\n “Because she’s your true love?” Bluey’s fist clenched against her dad’s chest; she didn’t [i]hate[/i] her mum, in fact she still loved her as any daughter would love their mother. She just couldn’t contain this selfish desire in her heart to keep her dad all to herself.\n “Yes, because she’s my true love.” Hearing himself say it out loud, Bandit felt guilty not only for continuing to betray his true love like this, but also for implying that his Bluey wasn’t as worthy of the same love in his eyes. \n “Can’t [i]I[/i] be your true love [i]too[/i]?” Bluey’s tears landed on Bandit’s chest as she crawled on top of him, forcing him to look her in her eyes full of sorrow.\n “Bluey…” The big blue heeler felt tears begin to well up in his own eyes as well – seeing his daughter cry broke his heart, even more so knowing this was his fault. \n “I [i]saw[/i] you and mum yesterday! She was painted to look like [i]me[/i]! You were calling her by my name! What was [i]that [/i]all about?! Why am [i]I[/i] not good enough for you?!” The little blue heeler was now bawling with her shaking hands clutching the fur on her dad’s chest as she raised her voice in anger, her emotions spilling out as she confessed what was eating away at her the whole time.\n “You [i]are[/i] good enough, but Bluey, you should [i]know[/i] why we can’t do this kind of stuff for real life. It’s just… not allowed.” Bandit’s voice cracked as well as his tears fell down his cheeks, wishing the world they lived in were different. Bluey paused for a moment, sulking in acceptance as she came to terms with reality.\n “I guess…” Bluey released her grip and collapsed onto her dad’s chest in a hug, which Bandit returned. She still wasn’t satisfied, but at least she understood. “But why was mum painted to look like me while you were… you know…”\n Bandit tried to find the right words, feeling incredibly awkward that his daughter caught him and his wife being intimate together for the second time in a row. \n “Well… your mum apparently heard me saying your name in my sleep last night, during our shower dream. I guess she thought it’d be [i]hilarious[/i] to tease me about it by pretending to... be [i]you[/i] for a bit, and then one thing led to another…” It sounded insane coming out of Bandit’s mouth, but it was the truth regardless. He was just grateful that his wife was surprisingly more understanding and forgiving than he would have expected. \n “Oh. Huh. Okay.” Bluey was only more confused about her mum’s reaction upon hearing this, but she believed her dad. After all, they as a family had all played a countless amount of made-up characters during their many games over the years, so it seemed that this time Chilli was just roleplaying as ‘Bluey’ for a change. \n “I love you [i]so[/i] much Bluey, don’t ever forget that. You [i]are[/i] my true love too, just as much as your mum, but that’s our secret that we just can’t risk anyone else [i]ever[/i] knowing.” Bandit brought her chin up with his finger to meet their lips together in one more kiss, their tails wagging in unison. \n “I love you too, dad.” Bluey replied warmly, thinking about just how much her dad really meant to her. Her heart melted upon hearing her dad call her his true love; even if she shared the title with her mum, she was happy enough with that compromise. There was no one else she could ever imagine being in love with more than him, she was a ‘daddy’s girl’ through-and-through; none of the other boys she knew – not Lucky, not Rusty, not even Mackenzie - could ever even [i]hope[/i] to compare to how amazing and loving her dad was in her eyes. Bluey knew what she wanted in her little heart more than anything else in the whole world, even if it was only in a dream – a fantasy. \n “Dad…?” The little blue heeler spoke with a deep red blush growing across her muzzle, her heart pounding hard enough for her dad to feel it against his own chest as she breathed against it nervously. \n “What is it, mate?” Bandit asked with a gentle smile as he noticed the static once again start to fade in, obscuring his vision as his brain was finally waking up. He only heard Bluey say one more thing before his eyes opened, finding himself back in his bedroom as the rising morning sun brightly shone in his eyes with the light of a new day. What she proposed echoed repeatedly in his memory. \n\n “Can we get married?”\n",
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“Are you feeling okay, Bluey? It’s been a bit hot the last few nights, need a fan or anything?” Chilli asked, making a note in her mind to wash Bluey’s sheets tomorrow.
“No thanks, I’m okay mum.” Bluey tiredly yawned, noticing a small patch of unwashed blue paint on her mother’s wrist. “What’s that blue stuff on your arm?” She asked innocently, knowing perfectly well what the true answer was. Chilli’s heart skipped a beat, trying to quickly think of a logical excuse.
“Oh, that? It’s just some… pen ink, I was signing some paperwork today and must have gotten some on my wrist, silly me!” She quickly responded, wiping the smudge on her side before resting her hand on Bluey’s chest. “Good night honey, I love you.”
“Love you too, mum.” Bluey replied, turning the other way and tucking the blanket into her neck; she was still in a bit of a bad mood from what she saw earlier, but she was trying her best to hide it. Chilli lovingly stroked the back of her daughter’s navy-blue head before going to Bingo’s bed to give her a goodnight kiss as well. As she left though the doorway, she paused for a moment, looking back at Bluey as she lay under the covers.
“Sweet dreams.”
Bandit’s eyes squinted open as he lay in bed next to a sleeping Chilli, the walls of his bedroom reflecting muted alternating flashes of red and blue. As if jolted by an electric shock, he darted out of bed in a sudden panic and rushed to the bedroom balcony, greeted by the view of an entire squad of police cars along with a countless number of cops pointing flashlights and pistols directly at him as loud sirens were blaring into his skull.
“There he is!”
“Come out with your hands up!”
Bandit felt pure terror as the bedroom door suddenly crashed open with a loud bang, a flood of armed officers rushing in and grabbing him tightly by the arms as he cried out for mercy.
“NOOO!” He screamed as his eyes shot open, frantically sitting up in bed and shaking his arms as if to resist the intimidating attackers – but no one was there. The bedroom was silent and dark. He gasped for breath, still shaking from the alarming fright.
‘These nightmares are getting worse…’ Bandit shuddered, looking around and noticing something was off once again; all four walls of the bedroom were covered in analog clocks - all ticking at different speeds, both forward and backward. He sat up from bed, his body still shaking slightly with fear as he approached the door. Bandit scanned the room for any possible sign of the shadowy figure from the nightmare before, but there was fortunately no sign of it.
With a sigh of relief as he regained his composure, Bandit opened the door and made his way down the hall for he and his daughter’s nightly rendezvous. As his feet tiptoed down each of the steps of the staircase, Bandit noticed a dim light coming from the direction of the open kitchen balcony. He approached and walked through the wide doorway, seeing the familiar pattern of his daughter’s back as she was leaning on the handrail overlooking the yard and gazing up at the dark sky; countless stars were slowly swaying in random directions, gently flashing like fireflies in the night. However, as he got closer, Bandit noticed that something seemed different about Bluey – she was suddenly much taller than he knew her to be, almost as tall as Chilli.
Her ears perked up slightly as she heard her dad’s soft footsteps behind her, but she didn’t turn around. Her tail wasn’t wagging.
“…Bluey? Is that you?” Bandit spoke softly as he gently placed a hand on her back. He felt his daughter let out a sigh at his touch.
“Yeah, it’s me.” Bluey replied with a voice that sounded older as she finally turned around to face her father, her appearance making his heart skip a beat. She looked like an absolutely beautiful young woman; his daughter appeared to be about eighteen years old or so, with a small tuft of baby-blue fur protruding from her forehead. It reminded Bandit of when he was a young boy and had a dark navy-blue tuft of fur in the same spot. He simply stood there speechless for a few moments as he looked at his teenage daughter.
“Well don’t just stand there staring dad, what do you think?” The grown-up Bluey whispered as she fluttered her eyelids and inched her face closer to Bandit’s, clearly flirting with him.
“You look… good…” The big blue heeler was flustered, feeling like a bit like an awkward teenager again himself, impressed at just how pretty his daughter would turn out to be.
“Oh, just good?” Bluey looked away as she started to pout. Not only did she look like a teenager, but Bandit noticed she was starting to act like one too.
“No, sweetie, what I meant was, you look amazing.” Bandit quickly tried to fix the situation as he took his daughter’s hands in his before trying to comfort her with a kiss on the muzzle. “It just surprised me is all, seeing you like this. Any… particular reason for it?”
“I just… wanted you to see what I would look like as a grown-up, like you.” Bluey lied as she turned her eyes away again, still keeping the truth of how she really felt to herself. Although eighteen was technically adulthood, it was still a bit far from being ‘grown-up’, Bandit thought. However, he understood what Bluey meant and figured that anyone in their teens probably seemed like a fully-fledged responsible adult in a seven-year-old’s eyes.
This gave Bandit an idea; he closed his eyes and focused, trying to remember what he looked like when he was younger. Bluey watched as her dad’s appearance seemed to slowly reverse time in the dream, his grey hairs disappearing and his height getting shorter; his fur also looked less muted in color from age, the patterns of blue and tan on his body slightly more vibrant and youthful than before.
As the blue heeler opened his eyes, he noticed he was slightly shorter than Bluey now, which felt extremely odd. Though he couldn’t tell how he looked exactly, Bandit appeared as he did when he was only ten years old.
“Biscuits, I must’ve overshot it.” The much younger-sounding Bandit observed, his hand suddenly reaching over his throat in surprise at the higher pitch of his own voice.
“I think you should stay just like that for now, you look so cute, dad!” Bluey laughed as she ruffled the fur on her dad’s head, to which Bandit scowled and shooed her hand away in childlike-annoyance. Silencing his protest, she bent down to his eye-level and planted a firm kiss on his mouth, running her fingers through her ten-year-old dad’s short curled 80’s-style mullet.
“You really should grow your hair out like this again, though. I like it.” Bandit’s daughter smiled as she fondled his hair, earning a blush from him for the genuine compliment before their lips met again for a long deep kiss. As their tongues reunited, Bandit noticed that although Bluey looked older, her mouth still had the same sweet taste as always. Suddenly, he grunted into her mouth in surprise as he felt her hand firmly grab his, leading it assertively to the gap in her thighs. It reminded Bandit of their first experience together, when he was holding his daughter in bed for comfort and she grabbed his hand in the same way.
Having the body of a teenager made Bluey feel like her libido was going into overdrive. She had it set in her mind to prove to her dad that she could make him feel more pleasure than anything her mum could do. Her thoughts filled to the brim with lust for this cute young version of her father, Bluey let out an almost angry-sounding growl into the kiss as she forced his smaller fingers inside her yearning cunt; it almost scared the young Bandit a little, but another part of him was aroused by how intimidating this older version of his daughter could be when she wanted to. Regardless, he definitely had no objections to this new dominating Bluey, growling into the kiss in harmony along with her as he began to quickly thrust his fingers into her soaked hole.
Not wanting to waste any more time, the teenage Bluey grabbed the top of her dad’s head and lowered his posture in encouragement for him to get on his knees, spreading her stance and arching her back against the handrail of the deck she was leaning on as her breathing deepened. The young Bandit obeyed his daughter without hesitation, unable to restrain himself from immediately leaning in and feasting on her dripping slit; he could instantly feel the intense and comforting warmth radiating from between her hips, her pungent feminine pheromones overwhelming his senses as he hungrily plunged his tongue into her fleshy tunnel. With a quivering moan of ecstasy escaping from her lungs into the night, Bluey’s hips jolted and thrusted into her dad’s muzzle as he lapped at her insides; his smaller tongue able to reach sensitive corners and ridges that his larger tongue couldn’t before when she was smaller. She turned her head and instinctively clenched her eyes shut, lightly biting into her finger with a horny grunt as Bandit’s tongue flicked at her sensitive folds with an experienced technique guaranteed to bring her to the edge. Sensing she was already getting close from his expert tongue-work, Bluey pulled her dad away and shoved him onto his back on the wooden balcony flooring; she didn’t want to finish just yet. They said nothing to each other as she stood directly over his face, her tail wagging furiously with anticipation as Bandit’s tongue hung out in a heavy pant, licking his lips like he was dying of thirst.
“Tell me what you want... Bandit.” Bluey commanded in an authoritative tone as she addressed him by his first name, her chest shaking nervously; she had often bossed her dad around during silly games, but this was different. She liked being in charge, and she wanted to hear her dad beg for more.
“I want you…” The young Bandit huffed with desire as he gazed at the beautiful sight above him; looking up at his daughter’s delicious holes was like seeing into heaven itself, his twitching cock painfully-erect and seemingly pleading for action.
“You want me to what, Bandit~?” Bluey teased her father as she reminded him of what happened two days ago.
“I want… you…” Bandit blushed as he shyly looked away, fully aware of what his daughter was doing.
“Hmm, I don’t think you want me enough~” The teenage blue heeler girl tormented Bandit as she placed her hands on her hips and slowly swayed side to side above him, humming smugly as she waited for Bandit to beg like the perverted little dog he was.
“Please Bluey, please sit on my face, use me as a chair, I’ll do anything you want! I can’t take it anymore, I need more of you, I’m absolutely addicted to you! Please!” Bandit whined with deep breaths as he firmly squeezed on his rock-hard canine member, though he could hardly believe the words were coming out of his own mouth; he could practically taste her divine flavor as her mouthwatering cookie was just tantalizingly out of reach, tormenting him with his daughter’s alluring feminine scent. Bandit was so incredibly horny that he felt like he was a different person entirely, and it honestly scared him a bit in the back of his mind; this wasn’t the Bandit he thought himself to be for so much of his life.
“Well, okay, since you asked so nicely~” Bluey licked her lips as she granted her dad’s wish, crouching down and holding onto his head for balance as she took a seat directly on Bandit’s face. The young Bandit’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, reveling once again in the succulent juices that his daughter was so generous to grant him permission to drink.
The only thing Bandit could feel was the warmth of his daughter’s welcoming taint as his face was smothered in her sweat and juices. No other thoughts were going on in his mind – no guilt, no doubt, just his Bluey’s luscious flavor as he slurped and slurped away to his heart’s content. He would live in these dreams with Bluey forever if he could. Suddenly, bringing Bandit back to his senses, he felt his lover’s blue legs clamp down firmly on his head and shake in euphoria before his maw was immediately flooded with an intense rush of delectable taste, accompanied by a heavenly wail of pure pleasure from his beautiful daughter. He made sure to drink every last drop, his lips vibrating against his daughter’s cunt as he moaned with pure delight, receiving a ticklish giggle from her in response. Before he even had much time to think, his teenage Bluey was already standing up and re-positioning herself over his hips in a cowgirl position.
“Good boy, I think you’ve earned this...” Was all Bluey could say as she sat squarely on Bandit’s aching cock with a huff of her hot breath, her slightly larger size allowing Bandit’s smaller knot to immediately slip right inside in one go. It definitely felt smaller inside of her, but it was still comfortable; she didn’t feel stuffed full of his length like she did in their normal sizes.
Bandit gritted his teeth and let out a strained grunt in satisfaction as his daughter finally rode him, grabbing her waist and bucking his hips upwards into her as she humped his smaller body. As he looked up at this older Bluey, Bandit’s mind brought him to thoughts about the future and what it might have in store for them. He hoped Bluey would still feel this special love for him when she was older. He hoped they could keep all of this a secret forever. He hoped that, more than anything else, his special little girl would have a happy life no matter what happened to them – to him; after all, that’s all any father ever really wants for his daughter.
His sentimental thoughts were cut short, however, as he was already nearing his climax, and Bluey - intensely horny as she was – was close to approaching her second. As he felt the pressure building through the entirety of his shaft, the young and virile Bandit sped up his thrusting up into his daughter.
“I’m- I’m cumming, Bluey…” He groaned with his eyes clenched shut as his toes curled, biting his lip and leaning his head to the side as he erupted inside her with a few more powerful thrusts upwards into her hips.
“I’m cumming too, da- I mean, Bandit…” Bluey whimpered with immense pleasure as her tunnel contracted and squeezed Bandit’s orgasming member, almost breaking her more dominant act as she felt her dad’s hot sperm flooding her inviting innards.
After a few more wordless moments of father-daughter ‘bonding’, Bluey finally sat up and collapsed in a sweaty cream-filled heap next to Bandit, who was already growing in size and aging himself up back to normal; however, he did keep the mullet because she mentioned liking it so much.
“Dad… how do you feel about me?” Bluey whispered into her dad’s neck as they lay on their sides facing each other in their afterglow under the swaying and twinkling stars, still breathing heavily as her hand was slowly stroking the fur on his chest.
“What do you mean? You’re my daughter, I love you more than anything, Bluey.” Bandit’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the question as he affectionately rubbed her side.
“I love you too dad, but…” She looked away from him again, sniffling with shuddered breaths of sadness.
“What’s wrong?” Bandit was getting worried; Bluey rarely ever cried. ‘But?’ But what? Was she starting to have regrets? The anticipation was killing Bandit as he waited for her to continue.
“I wanna be more than just your daughter. For… for real life.” Bluey’s voice cracked slightly as she looked into her dad’s eyes, desperately wanting him to return her love. Bandit sighed, a bit relieved that his daughter still loved him as much as she did, though he still felt downhearted¬¬ that he could never give her what she truly wanted.
“You know it wouldn’t work, Bluey.” Bandit whispered sternly but sympathetically before giving her a soft kiss on the forehead, holding her a little tighter.
“Because I’m too young.” She shrunk back to her normal age in his arms as a tear trickled down her muzzle, her lower lip trembling as she hated herself for her age.
“Because I’m married to your mum.” Bandit tried to reassure her; in truth, he didn’t care about Bluey’s age; his main concerns were hurting his wife and family.
“Because she’s your true love?” Bluey’s fist clenched against her dad’s chest; she didn’t hate her mum, in fact she still loved her as any daughter would love their mother. She just couldn’t contain this selfish desire in her heart to keep her dad all to herself.
“Yes, because she’s my true love.” Hearing himself say it out loud, Bandit felt guilty not only for continuing to betray his true love like this, but also for implying that his Bluey wasn’t as worthy of the same love in his eyes.
“Can’t I be your true love too?” Bluey’s tears landed on Bandit’s chest as she crawled on top of him, forcing him to look her in her eyes full of sorrow.
“Bluey…” The big blue heeler felt tears begin to well up in his own eyes as well – seeing his daughter cry broke his heart, even more so knowing this was his fault.
“I saw you and mum yesterday! She was painted to look like me! You were calling her by my name! What was that all about?! Why am I not good enough for you?!” The little blue heeler was now bawling with her shaking hands clutching the fur on her dad’s chest as she raised her voice in anger, her emotions spilling out as she confessed what was eating away at her the whole time.
“You are good enough, but Bluey, you should know why we can’t do this kind of stuff for real life. It’s just… not allowed.” Bandit’s voice cracked as well as his tears fell down his cheeks, wishing the world they lived in were different. Bluey paused for a moment, sulking in acceptance as she came to terms with reality.
“I guess…” Bluey released her grip and collapsed onto her dad’s chest in a hug, which Bandit returned. She still wasn’t satisfied, but at least she understood. “But why was mum painted to look like me while you were… you know…”
Bandit tried to find the right words, feeling incredibly awkward that his daughter caught him and his wife being intimate together for the second time in a row.
“Well… your mum apparently heard me saying your name in my sleep last night, during our shower dream. I guess she thought it’d be hilarious to tease me about it by pretending to... be you for a bit, and then one thing led to another…” It sounded insane coming out of Bandit’s mouth, but it was the truth regardless. He was just grateful that his wife was surprisingly more understanding and forgiving than he would have expected.
“Oh. Huh. Okay.” Bluey was only more confused about her mum’s reaction upon hearing this, but she believed her dad. After all, they as a family had all played a countless amount of made-up characters during their many games over the years, so it seemed that this time Chilli was just roleplaying as ‘Bluey’ for a change.
“I love you so much Bluey, don’t ever forget that. You are my true love too, just as much as your mum, but that’s our secret that we just can’t risk anyone else ever knowing.” Bandit brought her chin up with his finger to meet their lips together in one more kiss, their tails wagging in unison.
“I love you too, dad.” Bluey replied warmly, thinking about just how much her dad really meant to her. Her heart melted upon hearing her dad call her his true love; even if she shared the title with her mum, she was happy enough with that compromise. There was no one else she could ever imagine being in love with more than him, she was a ‘daddy’s girl’ through-and-through; none of the other boys she knew – not Lucky, not Rusty, not even Mackenzie - could ever even hope to compare to how amazing and loving her dad was in her eyes. Bluey knew what she wanted in her little heart more than anything else in the whole world, even if it was only in a dream – a fantasy.
“Dad…?” The little blue heeler spoke with a deep red blush growing across her muzzle, her heart pounding hard enough for her dad to feel it against his own chest as she breathed against it nervously.
“What is it, mate?” Bandit asked with a gentle smile as he noticed the static once again start to fade in, obscuring his vision as his brain was finally waking up. He only heard Bluey say one more thing before his eyes opened, finding himself back in his bedroom as the rising morning sun brightly shone in his eyes with the light of a new day. What she proposed echoed repeatedly in his memory.
“Can we get married?”
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