Your mom sighed as she sat you on her dresser to explain yourself. You told her about your friends having to leave suddenly, your sister bringing you home, and your mom stomping you flat and crushing you into her panties. "Jill, you need to be more careful from now on", your mom said as she gave you a kiss on the head. "Well, I guess you heard about the carnival", she said. "I was hoping to keep it a secret, but I suppose it isn't much of one anymore."
"So... is Dad gonna show up?", you asked.
"He said he'll try his best, but he didn't want to promise anything", she said. "Maybe you ought to stay with me until this weekend. I'd hate for something to ruin this." Even your mom knew that misfortune was an inevitability for you, but she at least wanted to prolong it.
"Well... alright, but be careful", you said as your mom picked you up.
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Over the next few days, you stayed close with your mother, having moved your bed onto her dresser. You had a few close encounters, but nothing actually happened. You learned a few things while you were hanging out with her, too. Like how she and your dad first met. She told you the story of how she accidentally sat on him when they were little kids, and how they had stuck close together ever since she found him. You thought that was sweet.
Eventually, the day you were supposed to go to the carnival came. Your mom had gotten tired of waiting for your dad and took off without you, leaving your friends to pick you up while your sister picked up your cousins.
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"Hello", you heard a familiar voice call out. "I'm not too late, am I?"
"*gasp* Dad!" You hopped down from the couch and ran to the door way. There, you saw what looked like a well-dressed young boy that towered over you, but not really anyone else. You ran up to him and jumped onto him, giving him a tight hug. "Dad, I'm so glad you could make it!", you said as your dad picked you up.
"Hehe, it's great to see you, too, Jill", he smiled as he gave you a kiss on the forehead. Suddenly, both of your worlds were rocked as you felt both of you being lifted up before you were sandwiched between both your dad and someone else.
"Heya, Uncle Jackie!", Kat said as she hugged the both of you tightly.
"Hi, Mister Harper", you heard Ana greet. They had apparently arrived right after your dad. Your friends had a pretty good relationship with your dad. Back before he ran the company full time, he used to help babysit them when Stacy and Emma would go out with your mom for drinks, which was how you first met them. They gave him a rough time at first, but they started going easier on him once you played with the girls more. They saw him as sort of a father figure, and affectionately referred to him as their "Uncle Jackie".
"Mmf! H-hello girls", your dad said as he was being gripped by Kat, his face pressed into her breasts (Kat inherited a bit of Stacy's flirty nature). "Nice to see you're doing well." She then put him back down and peeled you off of her belly as the girls giggled at your dad, his face deformed a bit from Kat's breasts. "You wouldn't happen to know where Miss Harper is, would you?"
"She went on ahead and forgot Jill here. She was pretty upset at something", Ana said in sort of a half-whisper. "Patty's supposed to be picking up Sam and Lucy."
"Oh dear. That's not good", Jack said under his breath. "Well, I guess we had better get going", he said as your friends followed him.
"I'll drive", Kat said as she picked your dad up and tossed him in the front seat as she set you in the cupholder. Your dad barely had time to adjust himself before a loud *SQUELCH* was heard as he was squashed underneath Ana's plump behind. "Seriously, Ana? Again?", Kat giggled.
"Huh? Oh jeez!", Ana blushed heavily as she stood up and peeled your dad off of her butt, causing Kat to laugh while you snickered a bit. "Mister Harper, I'm so sorry! I-I didn't see you there, and..."
"*sigh* It's alright, Ana", he said as he began to reform. "Just be sure to look down before you sit from now on, alright? If you're not careful, someone might pull a nasty prank on you", he said gently.
"Y-yessir", she said as she set Jack in the backseat.
Within about ten minutes, the four of you had arrived at the carnival. Your dad set you on his shoulders as your friends accompanied him to the ticket booth and handed the attendant three tickets. "I'm sorry, girls, but I'm afraid your little brother is going to have to leave his toy behind", the girl said.
"Hmph! I'll have you know that I happen to be the CEO of..."
Your dad was quickly shushed by Kat. "Come on, please. He can't go anywhere without it, and I really don't want to see him cry", she said sincerely.
"Oh alright. Just hold on tight to it, okay little guy", the attendant said, pinching your dad's cheek as the four of you entered.
Your dad grumbled as he looked up at Kat. "What? We can get a refund for this extra ticket and have some extra money to spend", she said. "We're gonna go cash this in. You two have fun", she said as your dad walked toward the rides.
"Hey, you gotta admit, that was pretty smart", you said as you held onto your dad's shoulder-length hair.
"Well, sure, maybe. But I still want to have some of my digni-" Your dad was suddenly stopped by the carnival worker in the entrance to the rides.
"I'm sorry, little boy, but I'm afraid you can't come in here without your parents", the girl said.
"Are you kidding me?!", your dad yelled up at the worker. "I'm a freaking adult, look at my licence!", he said as he held his wallet up. "I'm pushing fourty!" Your dad always got defensive when someone questioned his age. It started with mild annoyance when he was a teenager, but it had started to wear on his nerves over the years. The incident a little while ago didn't exactly help matters.
"Nice try, kid", the girl said handing his wallet back. "People show me fake IDs all the time. Now take your little doll and go get your parents."
Jack grumbled as the attendant shoved him aside as he held onto you before being pushed back into the snack area. "*sigh* Well, I'm sorry, Jill", he said. " 'Fraid we won't be enjoying the rides with all the normal folks", he said sadly.
"Hey, why don't we ask one of the girls to come with us", you suggested. "They can help us get in."
"I don't know...", your dad said. "Nothing against your friends, but... they aren't exactly the most careful folks. I... I think I'd feel better waiting for your sister." It had been a while, and your dad had long forgotten about Patty threatening him. He hadn't been made aware of your sister messing with you, either, nor had he spent much time with your cousins.
"But dad..."
"Jill, please trust me", he said. "I think I know what I'm doing."
He stood there for a moment before deciding to...
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