At night before you fall asleep, your stepfather borrows your favorite doll. You don't know why, but you still let him take it.

When in his room, your father was staring at your doll and even kissing it passionately. It was as if the doll was you.

"Ahh~ my daughter's scent is really cozy. I can't wait for her to grow up. I will marry her soon~"

Your stepfather said as he stroked and kissed your doll. Imagining it's you.