It was a year or so later. Harriet's fuck sessions with her dad had continued almost every day, and him raping her had reduced the once cheerful turtle to a ghost of her past self. She now always looked tired and dejected.
Johnathan had murdered Franklin around a year ago and framed Elizabeth, who went to jail in the process.
One night, Johnathan went into Harriet's room for another fuck session. As soon as he removed his trousers she vomited.
"Jesus, I haven't even started yet!" Johnathan said. "Is my cock really that wrinkled?"
"I-I don't feel so good," Harriet moaned. She then ran to the bathroom and stuck her face in the toilet.
"You got food poisoning or something?" Johnathan asked.
"Y-Yeah, I think so," Harriet moaned from the bathroom.
A few months later, Johnathan noticed something odd about his daughter. She looked like she had gained some weight.
"How the fuck have you been gaining weight, kid?" Johnathan said. "I barely feed you!"
"I don't know." Harriet replied, sullenly. "My stomach's been killing me,"
Johnathan remembered something. "Oh shit, I forgot! Have you had your period?"
Harriet shook her head, a look of fright on her face. "I-I haven't."
"Oh fuck, oh God!" Johnathan cried, lifting up Harriet's sweater and putting his hands on her stomach.
"Do you feel anything?" Harriet asked.
"Oh yeah, you're pregnant all right," Johnathan said, staring at the younger turtle's swollen abdomen.
"Please, take me to the doctor, someone," Harriet begged.
"Like Hell I'm taking you to the doctor!" Johnathan shouted. "You think I want to get arrested? Dumb bitch!" He then slapped his daughter square in the face. "Come with me." He then snatched Harriet's hand and lead her upstairs.
"Stay here," Johnathan told her once they were in the attic. He then left the room and came back in a few seconds later, carrying a metal coat-hanger.
Harriet's eyes widened. "W-What are you gonna do with that?"
"We're gonna do this the old-fashioned way," Johnathan said, taking off Harriet's panties and putting a towel under her butt. He then tried spreading her legs but she squirmed.
"N-No, please don't!" Harriet cried, eyeing the hanger with pure fright. "I won't tell them you did it! I swear! Please, just let the doctor do it!"
"We don't have time for that now," Johnathan replied. Harriet started to hyperventilate but Johnathan smacked her in the head with all his might, leaving the young turtle a bit dazed.
"All right, let's do this quickly," said the old turtle, spreading his daughter's legs as wide as he could manage. Her vagina hole had expanded a little since he had first fucked her over a year ago, and Johnathan smiled to himself.
"God, when I first fucked her. Those were some good times," he thought, nodding. He then snapped back to reality again, and then inserted the coat hanger in Harriet's vagina. It wasn't easy to fit through, but he eventually got it.
Harriet started to scream. "OH GOD! PLEASE STOP! PLEASE STOP!" Her breathing was quick and rapid as she started to sob.
"Shut the fuck up so I can concentrate!" Johnathan screamed, maneuvering the metal object in her tight crevice before he felt something. He then started to pull it out. Attached to the hanger was a bloodied, slimy head. Harriet only screamed harder, and Johnathan tried to ignore her continuous, piercing screams as he pulled out the rest of the body from Harriet's vagina's hole, which stretched as the baby was still coming out.
Johnathan managed to get the whole baby out. It was small, bloody and slimy, its eyes still not fully opened, but it was crying. Blood was pouring from Harriet's vagina, and her stomach was killing her, pain piercing through her lower bowels. Harriet had almost fainted from the painful endeavor, and was moaning, until she heard the baby. She lifted her heavy head up and looked at the fetus. "M-My baby," she groaned while Johnathan severed the umbilical chord.
But seeing such a small, innocent infant in peril only made Johnathan extremely horny. He removed his pants and stared at his erection.
"Don't do it!" Harriet cried. "Please don't! She's just a baby! She's my baby!"
"She's going to die anyway," Johnathan said. "Besides, it's probably, you know, weird or something."
He then slammed the infant onto his large, swollen erection. The baby was screaming in pure agony. Harriet started to sob again, and started screaming too.
"Stop it!" She sobbed, but Johnathan continued to thrust the infant up and down rapidly onto his swollen cock. When he came, semen poured from all of the babies orifices, including its nostrils and mouth. Johnathan threw the infant on the ground.
Harriet was quivering, tears pouring from her eyes. "Y-You raped my baby to death," she whispered.
"Yup!" Johnathan grinned. "Now I know what we're eating for dinner!" He then ripped skin from the baby's thigh with his teeth, then swallowed. "Mmmm, delicious!"