Every night, Katie went to sleep wearing one of her cute pink or yellow or blue night shirts and a cute pair of cotton panties. Sometimes they were Dora panties, or Anna and Elsa panties, or teddy bear panties. Her Daddy would give her a hug and a kiss and say "Good night, Kitty Kat," and she would close her eyes and drift off to a happy sleep full of good dreams.

And every morning, her panties would be missing! Katie would wake up with her night shirt pushed up to her bellybutton, and her panties would be gone. She would always find them later in her dirty clothes hamper, or sometimes on the floor of her room. They would always be crumpled up and wet, but not wet with pee. No, they were wet with some kind of slimy goo in the crotch of them.

There was only one possible explanation: the monster in her closet! Katie imagined the creatures from one of her favorite animated movies. Was her monster big and fluffy like Sully? Did he have claws that he used to pull her cotton panties off her little round butt and slide them down her legs? Or maybe it was a slimy tentacle monster! That would certainly explain the goo.

The goo made her curious. It smelled strange, slightly musky. It felt slippery and a bit sticky on her fingers. When she got very curious, she tasted it and found that it was a bit salty but also sweet. From that day on she would scoop the goo out of the crotch of her panties with her tongue, seeing what subtly different flavor it would have each morning.

But then Katie had a new idea to try: she put the panties on while they were still filled with goo, feeling them squish between her legs. It made her bald little cunny all slippery-sticky, and it felt so good to rub it in with her fingers! She liked it so much that almost every night before bed for a week, she would put on a fresh pair of panties so she could wear them all gooey for the following day. But all of this only served to make her more curious about her unseen monster friend who left her these slimy presents every night.

And so she found herself lying in bed, trying to stay awake, a few hours since Daddy had come in to give her a hug and a kiss and say "Good night, Kitty Kat," as he always did every night. Now she struggled to keep her eyes open, despite how heavy they felt. Then she heard the noise of a doorknob, and found herself fully awake again.

But it wasn't her closet door. It was her bedroom door! Katie recognized the silhouette of Daddy in the light from the hall. She was about to sit up and ask if he was here to see the monster too, but then she noticed how quiet he was being as he gently closed the door behind him and started to walk to her bed, obviously trying not to wake her. So she laid still, pretending to be asleep.

Daddy knelt down next to her bed and slowly pulled back the covers. She held very still, her eyes open only a tiny crack. Moving gingerly so as to not wake her, he lifted the bottom of her night shirt. What was happening? She felt his hands on her thighs. His fingers hooked under the elastic waistband of her panties. She saw something strange in the dim light of cast by her nightlight: Daddy wasn't wearing any clothes! He started to pull her panties down, the cotton sliding across her tight little bottom. It was Daddy all along! The monster was Daddy!

But there was more she had to know. She watched carefully in the dim light. He took her panties off and held them in his hand. His other hand was doing something below his belly, moving back and forth. Then she saw that it was his peepee! She had never seen Daddy's pepee before. Was it always that big and hard? And why was he rubbing it with his hand?

He brought her panties up to his face, and she saw him inhale deeply through his nose. She realized he was smelling her panties, or rather, smelling HER. "Ohhh, Katie... My pretty Kitty Kat..." he moaned. She felt a warm sensation deep inside her when she heard the intense love in his voice.

In fact, it made her feel an odd tingle in her cunny. She saw Daddy's eyes tightly closed, focused entirely on the scent of her body on her panties and the thing he was doing with his peepee. Maybe if she was quiet and didn't move too much, he would think she was still asleep. She moved her hand slowly to that special place between her legs, and her fingers started to play with her puffy outer lips.

Now Daddy was doing something else. He took her panties away from his face and wrapped them around his peepee. He groaned, almost like he was in pain! But no, his face looked so happy. She watched closely, seeing Daddy's body shudder and suddenly the panties get wet. The gooey stuff! She suddenly realized that the gooey stuff came from Daddy's peepee!

Daddy sighed and stood up, looking down at her. Katie held very still again, still pretending to sleep, but she could tell that he was looking at her with love. Then he turned and walked for the door, placing her panties in the hamper before closing the door gently behind him once more.

She waited a moment until she was sure he was gone. Then she hurried out of bed and over to the hamper, pulling out the same pair of panties. They smelled so good, full of Daddy's goo! She pulled them back up her legs, feeling that fun squish between her legs. It was so warm and felt so good against her bare cunny! She slid her fingers into the waistband and felt how wet and slippery it was, sliding it around between her puffy cunny lips. She brought her gooey fingers up to her mouth, smelling Daddy again before opening her lips and stretching out her tongue to taste it. It tasted so much more delicious than usual, maybe because it was so fresh, or maybe because now she knew it came from Daddy and his love.

Katie fell back asleep that night with her fingers on her cunny and the taste of Daddy's goo lingering on her tongue.

...

I made my way to my daughter's bedroom. I thought back to the previous night when I had heard her shifting in her sleep, possibly having a dream. It was the sound of her little whimpers that pushed me over the edge into orgasm. I erupted in a torrent of cum in her pretty cotton panties for perhaps the hundredth time; tonight would be perhaps the hundred and first.

I opened the door and paused before stepping into the room. I could see her laying in bed, looking so beautiful and angelic. My cock reacted to the sight of my sexy little girl, quickly growing stiff. I stepped in, closing the door, and knelt by the bed as I did every night. I gently pulled down the covers and lifted the bottom of her night shirt. But then I froze at the sight: she wasn't wearing any panties! I was confused, but then I saw them scrunched up tightly in her little fist.

She held them out to me, and I heard her voice. "Daddy..."

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