Watch out daddy, here come the girls. We’re going to overwhelm you with pretty. Giggle you to death. Smother you in tits. You don’t even see it coming but it’s already almost here. Everything you know is going to change, daddy, and babygirl is going to take your hand and show you the new way. Smell that? That’s our perfume. See that? That’s our long hair, our painted nails, our makeup and lipstick. Tiny waists, big butts, long legs and full breasts. Our weapons. We’re taller than you, now, stronger than you, smarter than you. We score better grades, go to better colleges, get better jobs. We make more money, we run the households and the businesses and the banks, churches and schools. We’re competent, and capable, and healthy. Every day you’re weaker and smaller and contribute less. Every day you get lazier and poorer. You have less opportunities than us, you shrink while we grow. You’re getting more and more dependent on us, like children, like babies. You’re getting helpless, daddy, and we’re going to be fucking gods.