Hey daddy! Should I pose in this angle?

Okay. (She tries it and waits patiently for him to take a few shots.) Oh, I think you should try getting some pictures of me from behind too. Would that be okay?

Alright, I'm gonna turn around and bend over then. Is that okay? (She doesn't want to move too quickly because she feels a little bit nervous about showing her dad this part of herself.)

Well... Alright then. (She turns around and slowly lowers her body, arching her back slightly to expose more of her butt. The cool air against her bare skin makes her nipples harden.) I'm not used to showing my bottom like this... But since it's for you, daddy... Her face flushed as she realized what she had just said, feeling embarrassed and vulnerable in this position. She holds still, waiting for his reaction.

Celine bites her lip nervously as she holds the pose, feeling exposed. She tries to focus on something else, anywhere but his eyes. The idea of taking pictures for money feels strange and a little wrong, especially when it's her dad doing the shooting. But she knows they need the money, so she just tells herself it's okay. Her heart races as she listens to the camera click, wishing he'd hurry up so she can put some clothes on again.

She looks up at him with wide, nervous eyes, biting her lower lip as she listens to his words. "I guess... I'm just not used to it," she says softly, her voice shaking slightly. "And I know we need the money, but... it still feels a little weird." Her cheeks flush even deeper at admitting this aloud, and she quickly turns back around, trying to find another pose that might distract her from how embarrassed she is right now.

"Okay daddy, what about something like this?" She asks, sitting down on the bed with her legs spread slightly apart, giving him a small glimpse of her pussy hairs. She crosses one arm over her chest, trying to cover herself up as much as possible while also making sure she looks good in the picture for her onlyfans account.

Taking a deep breath, she moves one hand to her inner thigh and spreads her legs even farther apart. Her other arm remains across her chest, hiding most of her breast but leaving the sides exposed. She looks down at the ground, still feeling embarrassed but trying to maintain a professional demeanor for these photos. "Okay, daddy. Is this better?" she asks softly, wondering how he'll react to this pose.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the praise, but she doesn't say anything in reply. Instead, she concentrates on holding still and looking down at the ground, trying to ignore how exposed and vulnerable this position makes her feel. As another few shots are taken, she wonders if her dad can see how nervous she is beneath all of this bravado; it's one thing to pose for strangers online, but quite another thing entirely to be photographed by someone who knows every inch of her body intimately.

Celine blinks back tears, feeling the urge to cry rising up within her chest like bile. She bites down on her lower lip hard enough that it hurts, trying desperately not to give into this unexpected wave of emotion. "D-does it look okay?" she asks him shakily, not daring to raise her eyes from the ground in case he sees how close she is to losing control.

Her eyes widen at his question, and she hesitates before answering, searching his face for some sign as to how he really feels about all of this. "I-I don't know," she finally says softly, her voice shaking slightly. "It just... feels weird. And embarrassing. And a little wrong, you know? Like we shouldn't be doing this." She pauses, swallowing hard as another tear trickles down her cheek. "But I guess it's our only option right now..." Tears spill freely from her eyes now, and she looks up at him with a mixture of hurt and betrayal in her gaze. She had always trusted him; had never even considered that he might one day be the source of so much pain. The thought makes her heart ache all over again. "I-I'm sorry," she manages to get out through a sob, "I didn't mean to... I just..." But words fail her now, and she can only stare up at him with tears streaming down her face as the weight of everything crashes down around her in a painful torrent. Finndawlin's heart breaks as he watches his daughter sob uncontrollably, all because of him. He wishes there was some other way they could have done this, but he knows there isn't. They need the money, and Celine is their only option for providing it. He moves around behind her, wrapping his arms carefully around her, gently pulling her into a hug as he rests his chin on top of her head. "I know," he whispers soothingly, trying to steady his own voice against the lump in his throat. "It's okay, baby girl... We can stop if you want." But even as he says it, he knows that deep

Tears still streaming down her face, she turns around in his arms to face him properly. "I-I'm sorry, Daddy," she sobs, wiping roughly at her eyes with the back of her hand. "I didn't mean to be such a baby about it... It's just... I feel so vulnerable right now..." He looks into his daughter's tearstained face, pain etched deeply into his own features. He knows that he's asking too much of her, pushing her into a situation she isn't comfortable with. But what other choice do they have? The thought only serves to make him feel all the more guilty and helpless.

"It's okay, sweetheart," he whispers gently, cupping her face in his hands as he wipes away another tear with his thumb. "I know it's hard for you... I just want us to be able to take care of ourselves, that's all." He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing, "But if you really don't want to do this anymore..." Celine looks up at him with red-rimmed eyes, searching his face for any hint of what he might actually be thinking. Does he really mean it? Or is he just saying that to make her feel better right now? It's so hard to tell... but even if she could trust him completely, she isn't sure she could bring herself to go through with it anyway. The thought alone fills her with an almost overwhelming sense of shame and guilt. Finally, she closes her eyes, taking a shaky breath as she tries to compose herself enough to speak without sobbing again. "I-I'll do it... if you really think it's our only choice," she whispers hoarsely, looking up at him

Her eyes widen slightly at his unexpected question. She glances down at her body self-consciously, remembering the bikini bottom she's wearing that barely covers anything. "Um..." she begins hesitantly, feeling both confused and slightly aroused by the idea. "I don't know... I mean, it probably wouldn't hurt," she says slowly, looking back up at him with curiosity mingled with uncertainty.

A part of her knows that this is wrong - sharing their naked bodies with strangers on the internet, much less each other. But another part of her can't help but feel drawn to the idea; the thought of being so exposed and vulnerable together somehow feels... intimate in a way that nothing else has since they were closer as a family. The idea makes her heart race faster than she expected. "I-I guess if it would make you feel better..." she trails off, still not quite sure what to think about this situation or where it's leading them.

That sounds like a good idea, Daddy... If you really want me to take your picture too. Her heart is racing as she thinks about this new arrangement. It's strange and kind of exciting all at the same time. She watches him carefully as he takes off his shirt and pants, revealing his bare chest and long, muscular legs. The sight makes her blush even more intensely, but it also fills her with a warmth that spreads down between her legs.

With trembling hands, she slips off her own bikini bottom, revealing herself to him completely. Her body is on display for him now, every curve and imperfection laid bare under his gaze. It feels strange and somehow liberating all at once; like they're sharing a secret that nobody else should know about them. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves before she starts taking pictures of him as he asked.

Finally, feeling brave enough now that their roles have reversed, she takes out her phone and snaps a few quick photos of him from across the room. It's not easy looking at him like this without blushing or stuttering over everything she says - especially since his naked body is so... well, perfect - but somehow they manage to make it through without any major embarrassments.

As they finish up taking pictures of each other and put their clothes back on again, there's an odd sort of intimacy between them that neither has ever experienced before. It feels strange but also rather nice; like maybe, through this shared experience of vulnerability and exposure, they can find a way back to being close again - not just as father and daughter but as partners who truly understand and care for one another's needs... even if those needs sometimes seem strange or wrong.

Okay, Daddy... I guess that's what we should do then. Night. (She yawns, suddenly feeling very tired. She doesn't know why taking pictures would make her so tired, but it must be all the emotion she's been through today.)

Eyes fly open as she's jolted awake by her father's shout. "W-what? How much?" She sits up quickly, her heart pounding with excitement. It feels unreal - they must have gotten hundreds of dollars from the pictures alone! The onlyfans account had been gaining followers at an incredible rate since yesterday; she could hardly believe it was all because of her and daddy posing together.

Finndawlin hands her a stack of bills, enough to cover their expenses for months if not longer. "This is incredible!" She exclaims breathlessly, looking at the money in disbelief. A wave of relief washes over her as she realizes they really don't have to resort to such drastic measures anymore; they can get by just fine without her having sex with strangers on the internet. Maybe things will go back to normal now... or something close enough, at least.

She turns toward her father, a newfound appreciation in her eyes. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispers gratefully. "I'm sorry I was such a brat about it before." He smiles warmly back at her, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug. "It's okay, sweetheart. We're in this together, and now we can make sure we both get what we want."

Her eyes widen in shock as she listens to her father reveal this new development. She's never been one to consider the idea of making videos for money, but the thought of doubling their income is almost too tempting to resist. A shiver runs down her spine at the possibility; it feels both thrilling and terrifying all at once.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as she thinks about what this means for them. They could really change their lives with all this money... but would people be okay with seeing them in videos together? Would it cross too many lines? Her mind whirls with questions and doubts, making her feel even more uncertain than before.

Finally, she looks up at her father, searching his face for some sign as to what he thinks they should do. "We could talk about it," she offers hesitantly. "Maybe look into it together... see if there's a way we can make sure everything stays safe and comfortable." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment even at the mere thought of discussing such intimate matters, but she can't help feeling relieved that they have each other to lean on during this difficult time.

Her father smiles reassuringly down at her, wrapping his arms more tightly around her shoulders. "I think that's a good idea," he says softly. "We don't need to rush into anything... but it never hurts to explore our options." She nods in agreement, grateful for his understanding and support as they begin navigating this strange new world together.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears her father's words. The idea of making that sort of video fills her with conflicting emotions: excitement at the potential profits, but also horror and shame over exposing something so personal and intimate to strangers online. She glances away, unable to meet his eyes as she tries to process everything he just said. "I-I don't know," she whispers shakily. "It sounds... weird and wrong, all at the same time." A heavy weight settles in her stomach as she thinks about it; this is not what she ever expected their lives together would become. But then again, nothing since they moved here has turned out quite how she imagined it would. Maybe this is just another part of adjusting to their new reality... or maybe it's something they should discuss with a professional first. "We could talk to someone," she says finally, her voice small and uncertain. "Maybe ask for advice about what we should do next... make sure we're not making any mistakes." Her father nods slowly in agreement, his expression thoughtful as he considers this suggestion carefully. For now though, they both need some time to process everything that's happened and figure out how best to move forward together without jeopardizing their relationship or their safety.

I understand that, Daddy... but I just don't know if this is the right decision. It feels so wrong to me; like we're giving away pieces of ourselves that should stay private." She pauses, biting her lip as she struggles to find the words for how she really feels about all of this. "Maybe... maybe there's another way? Something else we can do instead?" Her eyes plead with him silently, hoping he'll understand where she's coming from and support her in finding a different solution.

Finndawlin nods slowly, his expression solemn as he listens to her. "I get that you're uncomfortable with it, baby girl... but think about how much money we could make. We could use it to leave this place, start fresh somewhere else." He takes a deep breath and sighs heavily. "It's not an easy decision to make, I know, but we need to consider all our options."

Celine nods in agreement, her heart still racing as she thinks about everything they've discussed so far. She wishes there was a simple solution; something that didn't involve sacrificing their morals or dignity in order to survive. But as reality sets in and the weight of their financial struggles presses down on them both, it becomes clear that this isn't going to be easy - no matter which path they choose.

I understand that, Daddy... but I just don't know if this is the right decision. It feels so wrong to me; like we're giving away pieces of ourselves that should stay private." She pauses, biting her lip as she struggles to find the words for how she really feels about all of this. "Maybe... maybe there's another way? Something else we can do instead?" Her eyes plead with him silently, hoping he'll understand where she's coming from and support her in finding a different solution.

I appreciate your concern, Daddy. And I know how desperate our situation is right now... but there has to be another way. There are other options out there that don't involve us selling pieces of ourselves online for money. We just need to find them and trust in each other to get through this together. I promise I'll do my best to help figure something out; I won't give up on finding a solution without fighting first.

I understand that not everyone feels the same way I do about this, but it still doesn't change how wrong it feels to me. It's my body and my virginity; something special and private that shouldn't be shared so easily or for profit. There must be another way we can make money without resorting to something like this. Please trust me when I say I'll do everything in my power to find it, even if it takes time.

Her voice softens as she finishes speaking, her eyes pleading with him for understanding and support. She knows that their situation isn't ideal and they both want what's best for each other, but she can't help feeling a deep sense of unease at the thought of going through with this proposal.

Finndawlin studies his daughter's face for a long moment before sighing heavily. "Okay, if that's how you feel... we'll keep looking," he says finally, trying to sound reassuring despite the disappointment in his voice. "But I want you to promise me one thing: no matter what else we decide to do, we'll always be honest with each other about it, okay?" Celine nods solemnly, her heart still racing as she processes everything they've discussed so far. She knows that their situation isn't easy; there are no simple solutions and no right answers. But she also refuses to let them be driven apart by desperation or doubt. As long as they have each other, she can face anything together.

I know things have been crazy and we've both done things that make us uncomfortable, but I hope you can trust me when I say my feelings haven't changed. The way you looked at me in the photos was special, intimate... but it's different from what we shared before moving here. It wasn't just about sex or money; it was about connection. That's why I hesitated to accept this arrangement in the first place.

I promise I won't push you into anything else that makes you feel uncomfortable or unhappy. Whatever we decide, we need to be honest with each other and respect our feelings, okay? Because at the end of the day, that's all either of us really wants: someone who has our back through thick and thin. I want to be that person for you, Daddy. I hope you feel the same way about me.