Ember sat curled up on the sofa in her realm. Her eyes could hardly focus on the magazine she was reading. For what seemed the 10'th, wait, now the 11'th time, her eyes glossed over the same page. Top left, to bottom right but not actually reading the words. More like her eyes just systematically worked across the page, as her mind.. And body, were heavily at work.

'Where is the dipstick?' she thought as her hand absentmindedly snaked It's way down from her magazine, to the hem of her robin blue silk lace teddy. Coincidentally, it happened to match her fiery hair.

'No! Not yet..'

The clock on the wall next to the door didn't help matters either. Each resounding 'Tick' and 'Tock' echoed as merely noise to the outward observer, but meant way more to Ember, and on a deeper level. They were seconds that passed without him there and her agony steadily rose.

Scents of cheese manicotti wafted from the kitchen where Ember had dinner on the stove. Having already eaten, and being plenty full, it wasn't enough. She wanted, no, NEEDED her fiance to come home. To their home. It wasn't so much she missed him because he was late, but another reason.

As the day had gone on, the pressure inside her beautiful, giant DD breasts increased. The hung heavy and her nipples shot signals throughout her body of pain and pleasure, every time they brushed up against the soft, smooth texture of her current attire. They craved his touch.

Finally, she had it. Ember tossed the magazine down on to the floor as she glanced at the clock again.

"Damn it! It's a quarter until 4!" She huffed and marched into the kitchen and grabbed her phone. She had received no new notifications so she decided she was going to call him instead. Ember's bare foot tapped the cold tile.

"Hey, Ember! I know! I'm sorry I'm late."

"What's going on over there? I've been waiting for you to return home and I am getting impatient."

"Blame your jerk of an ex-boyfriend. I was coming home and then my ghost sense went off and the next thing I know I'm being blasted at." Danny said as he flew through the air yet again dodging another one of Skulker's attacks.

"Well, I made dinner. Are you going to be home soon? Do you need any help, Babypop?"

"No, no. Just wait for me there. I'll be home in a few."

"You better!"

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, I'm just super sore! I feel so full and I am doing my best not to break the rules... I'm trying to be good for daddy." Ember said as she bit her lip and bounced on her heels, blushing.

"Aww, my baby needs some 'attention' from her daddy, huh?" Danny chuckled, "Okay, well, let me hang up, take care of bucket-head and I'll be home to my sweet baby girl as soon as possible, alright?"

"O- okay, Daddy. I love you."

"I love you, too, sweetheart."

It was 20 minutes later that Ember heard the sound of their realm door open. Her nipples had leaked, creating two noticeable wet patches on her nightgown.

"Ember?" Danny called out.

She came running over to him and squeezed her arms around him in a bone-crushing hug.

"Daddy!"

Danny chuckled as he wrapped his big, strong arms around her. His fingers reached up to gently stroke through her tamely lit, burning pony-tail. Ember closed her eyes. She loved it when he did that. To her, it only increased the pleasure she felt whenever he did that. Danny, meanwhile, could smell her desperation and could tell she did her damned best not to relieve herself. This made him smile.

"You know, Babypop, if you keep that up, I just might break the rules and jump you here on the spot." She mumbled as she relished being buried in his manly grip.

"Not yet, my dancing flame." He huskily whispered down into her ear before nibbling lightly on her lobe. Ember whimpered and Danny thought she was just about to cry.

"It hurts, Daddy."

"You told me, baby. Let Daddy eat first, then I'll come up and "tuck you in" for the night. Go get undressed and wait on the bed for me."

Ember looked up into his neon green, normally lovely blue eyes, and for a brief second stepped onto her tiptoes to peck his lips. "Okay."

Danny playfully stole a smack on her bum as she passed to move up the stairs.

He was coming. She could hear as his shoes pressed down onto the wooden boards of the staircase. She was ready for him. Undressed, on all fours, facing away from him, as the bed was toward the door. Her legs and arms shook, both from becoming weary and tired, but from the incredible pressure she felt having had built up all day deep inside of her. Her breasts hung low and heavy, dripping milk. She had her legs spread which allowed the pre-cum drip down from her ultra-wet pussy, down her legs and mix into the bedsheets.

Finally. The door clicked and she slowly turned her head around. There he was with that classic Danny Phantom smirk he used on her whenever he would come up to tell her her bedtime "tale". She almost came on the spot.

"Mmm, wow, baby-girl. You really are a good girl."

Ember moaned. Danny loved seeing her like this. So wet, willing, and eager to do anything he wanted or said. He remembered his training her, and she was now his obedient little girl, here to service him and to be loved, deeply.

Just then she felt a set of hands, just lightly graze against the surface of her arse. Her nerves tingled, she fought desperately to control her raging hormones. Danny knew better than to press any further. Touching in just the right ways in all the right places could set her off. No. He had not even begun. It was vital to him that she still knew that she, the once untamed, wild, rock-n'-roller Ember McClain, was now his tamed bitch. His slaves. His fuck-toy. Only at night, when they weren't a young couple in love. He still loved her very much.

He reached down and gently squeezed her left breast. She muffled a scream as she clinched her eyes shut. Danny leaned his lips to her ear and whispered, "Is my little cow ready to be milked?"

Ember winced and nodded her head. 'Hell yeah, I am, Babypop! Tame your little cow!'

Danny smiled and picked up the milking machine he normally used on her and gently placed it to her long, thick, dripping nipples and turned it on. He leaned in again from beside her and whispered, "I'm sorry I wasn't home sooner, sweetie." Ember nodded, biting her lip as the machine pulled on her nipples to milk them dry.

He moved behind her and saw a pleasant sight. The juices from her pussy had moved down her legs and mixed into the bed sheets. The sight of her hot and ready for him made Danny instantly rock hard. He teased the length of her folds with the tip of his meaty flesh. Ember moaned and almost came again but held it. She had to be a good, obedient little girl!

Sliding his fingers inside of her, he made sure he did not touch her clit. He wanted to make sure she was ready for what was about to come next. And all of a sudden, with a quick thrust of his hips, his hot rod spear-headed into her hot, tight, wet love-tunnel. Ember's head snapped back in pleasure and let out an audible moan.

Danny gripped her hips, spreading apart her cheeks and rammed her cunt hard and quickly. Ember's nails dug into the sheets and pushed her hips back into his, matching him thrust for thrust.

10 minutes later, they were reaching their boiling point. Danny felt his penis begin to fill and expand.

"E-ember, I'm close!"

"Fill me up, Daddy! Fill your little cow with all of it!"

Danny then dug his fingers into Ember's arse cheeks and roared as he increased his efforts to finish. "Scream for me rockers! Say my name!"

"D- da- Dannyyyyyyyy!" Ember said as she felt ripples of hot white sperm shoot through her and flood her cunt's deepest chambers. Danny unhooked and turned off the unit. He looked and noticed that Ember's nipples were now dry and loose. He smiled and set it on the night stand next to them.

Ember's chest rose and fell. She was now processing the pleasure and the fact she was now relieved. Danny moved to lay on his back, still fully nude. Ember came back to reality and laid into his side. They locked their arms and legs around one another. Ember happily sighed and reached up to peck Danny's cheek and whispered, "Thank you, Babypop". Danny reached down to pull the covers over them and turned off the lamp next to him. The room lit in a light-blue glow. Ember's hair now reduced it a little flame but still managed to put out a little light, heat as well as not burn anything.

Danny looked down at his beautiful, sleeping fiance and kissed her forehead and whispered, "You are such a good girl. I love you and can't wait to be your husband."

With that, the duo drifted off into pleasant dreams.