rSlash - r/Amithedevil I'm Dating My Own Daughter

Episode Date: September 19, 2024

0:00 Intro 0:09 Fake bf 5:11 Cheater 7:10 Ruined college 10:12 Kid at wedding 13:26 Nice food Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

the game. Welcome to r slash am i the devil where OP tricks his own daughter into dating him. Our next reddit post is from r slash confession. I've destroyed the relationship between me and my stepdaughter and I don't deserve to have it repaired. I'm 36 and my stepdaughter and I don't deserve to have it repaired. I'm 36 and my stepdaughter, Kay, is 15. I married her mom when I was 29 and Kay was 8. In total, I have 4 stepkids, ages 16, 15, 13, and 11. All girls except for the youngest.

I also have a biological daughter who's 13, but she lives out of state and I haven't seen her since she was about 6. I'm sure you all know what's coming, but I'll preface this to say that NO, I never touched her. My wife and I are very overprotective of our kids, my wife more so than I am. We didn't let our kids have email accounts or Facebook accounts until they were at least 14. And our younger two kids still don't have them. My oldest kid is every parent's dream child, responsible to the nth degree of 4.3 GPA,

number one of 394 students in her class for three years straight. My second child, K on the other hand, is the exact opposite. Rebellious, selfish, talks back, can't be counted on to do anything, constantly lies, basically a typical teenager. When we started allowing them to go online, I installed a spyware program on their computer in order to monitor their internet activity without their knowledge. Kay repeatedly created Facebook accounts without our permission and against our rules and she tried to hide them from us. But because of my software, I always knew. She found out about the software after we confronted her about the Facebook accounts

and she lost all computer privileges for quite some time. Once she earned them back and we allowed her to have a Facebook, she was very careful about what she said on the computer while at home because she knew about the software. Kay never talks to her mother or me about anything going on in her life. Everything's a huge secret and we never know anything that she says or does. I got a stupid idea to create a fake girl online in order to become her friend and hopefully get some insight into what was going on in her life that she kept so secret from us. I know, it was a stupid, dumb idea

and I'll regret it for the rest of my life. So I made friends with Kay and I started talking to her and it was going okay for a while. After about six months, she started to suspect something was fishy and in order to save myself, I created another person, the fake girl's cousin, and introduced them. Kay had two serious crushes on boys who both happened to have the same name, Josh. So naturally, I named my new boy persona Josh to give myself an N. Kay is very starved for attention because she's always in trouble at home because of the things that she does.

And she and Josh hit it off immediately. Within weeks they were dating across the internet. WHAT?! And ohhhhh nooooooo! I was in essence my 14 year old stepdaughter's boyfriend. Things escalated quickly and at one point we- NO! At one point we ended up having cybersex while I was at work and she was home with one of her girlfriends.

She was using her girlfriend's phone to chat with me so her conversations couldn't be monitored. As horrible as it is, I really enjoyed the encounter and... AHHHHH! OH NO! Oh my god. Oh my f***ing god! Oh my f**king god! Oh my f**king god! And I touched myself, ashamedly, in my office the whole time. As it was bound to happen, I got caught by my wife. She had gone- Oh man, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh. This is making me really nervous and sometimes I laugh when I get nervous. Okay.

She had gone through my phone and found the email accounts I made. She was beyond pissed. And I can't blame her and I deserve every ounce of what she gave me and more. I was also caught by Kay when she had one of her friends over and they were emailing me from their friend's phone. And unknown to me at the time, they were watching me as I responded on my phone. My wife now hates me, rightfully so, although she doesn't have solid proof that it was me.

I don't understand why my wife didn't leave me immediately. She certainly should have to protect her daughter. My relationship with Kay has been utterly destroyed and I have no hope of ever repairing it and I don't deserve to have it repaired either. I am ill, geez. I am extremely attracted to my stepdaughter and I find myself watching her and fantasizing about her in ways that no grown man should. It's just for her though.

I don't think of any other underage people like this and I don't know what to do. I should leave, but I can't. I'm weak. I'm sick. I'm sorry. And there's nothing I can do about it. OP, straight to jail. Straight to jail.

Prison for you! Our next reddit post comes from r slash confessions. I'm a 27 year old man and I cheated on my 25 year old fiance last Friday. There's no excuse. Alcohol wasn't involved. It was just lust and me being a jealous douchebag, plain and simple. My fiance approached me and said that she wanted to go out to the bar and maybe a club with her friends.

Immediately I said no. I don't like the idea of her getting drinks in her and then going to a club where there's a bunch of guys doing their best to try to get her to come home with them. She then said something along the lines of, It's my life. Just because we're getting married doesn't mean you have full control of me or whatever. I told her that no would be my final answer. She said that I could come, but I mean, come on.

One cock and a group of hens isn't all that fun. Finally, she pulled back and said, Fine, I'll go with my mom. 9pm rolls by and I'm scrolling her Instagram and her friend posts a story of all of them in the club. At this point, I'm pissed. She deliberately disobeyed me. Game on. I downloaded Tinder. An hour later, I matched with a gal. I sent my fiance a text asking when she'd be back from her mom's. I invite the Tinder match over and we proceed to have sexual intercourse. It was primal. Amazing. I sent a selfie with a Tinder match to my fiance.

I wrote, have fun at the club. The next morning when she was packing her stuff, I knew it was real and that I crossed the line and that it was over. I asked her if we could try to work things out and the last thing she said to me was, I don't want to marry somebody like you and the worst part is that I still love you but I can't do this. She wouldn't keep the ring. I broke my own heart out of bitter, stupid revenge. I'm pissed that she lied, but honestly, I know that I'm the reason she did.

Beck, if you see this, never forgive me. I hope you find nothing but pure and utter happiness. Our next reddit post comes from r slash amithabudhole. Amithabudhole for forcing my roommate to miss her final exam that she spent two years studying for? I live with a roommate and her three-year-old child. My roommate is a fourth-year medical student and is really struggling, balancing having a child, intense study workload, chores, part-time jobs to afford rent, a babysitter, and necessities. On the day of the biggest exam of her entire degree, her babysitter cancelled last minute. She was absolutely frantic and hysterically called every one of her contacts to help. Of course, she asked me.

She's asked me to babysit before and I always gave a stern no. It's not about the time, it's about the principle that I must be responsible for the child during that duration. Like if the child hurts himself, no matter how badly, that'd be on me. And I refused to take the responsibility for something like that, so I always refused to babysit. She begged and begged me and since the journey to her exam center is almost two hours away and she had to go now, she just said, I don't f***ing care and left the house. Frankly, I found this quite disrespectful as it's trying to push me to babysit without my consent.

Right after she left, I grabbed my coat and also left. She was starting her car when she saw me and asked what I was doing. I told her I was going to watch a movie. I lied. I just refused to babysit without consent. Her eyes dropped and I could see the tears forming as she started begging me more to help her. I still explain the same thing, that it's not about time or effort, but the responsibility. She told me that she would sign a waiver that states I am 100% not responsible no matter what happens. But I'm not an expert in law and I'm not sure that such a waiver is even legally enforceable. Even so, it still carries the responsibility risk, so I stand my grounds. Eventually, she became quiet and starts sobbing while hitting herself.

I, as respectfully as I can, ask if there's something I can help with that doesn't involve babysitting the child. She told me to F off, so I did and actually went to watch a movie. It's been a few weeks, and she still absolutely refuses to communicate with me. She does still do her share of the chores, and we were pretty separate beforehand, so it wasn't that much of a difference in our day-to-day life. But I do feel pretty bad.

Over the past two years that we've lived together, she has almost no free time and always sleeps later than me and wakes up earlier than me to cram in a little bit of extra study. I know the exam meant a lot to her, and missing the exam might jeopardize her entire degree of four years. I didn't think it would be appropriate for me to ask. It sucks that her efforts for the past two years has gone down the drain, but that's not an excuse to cross my bottom line. Am I the butthole? OP, you are cold as ice.

Our next reddit post comes from r slash am i the butthole. Am I the butthole for not apologizing to my friend after she screamed at me and my kid at her wedding? I'm a 29 year old woman and two weeks ago me, my husband and my 4 year old son attended my best friend's wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony and everything was going great until my best friend and her husband cut the cake. Important context, my best friend did speak to me during her wedding planning about being

unsure about whether or not to allow kids at her wedding. Her two sisters both have kids around her son's age, and she sees my son as her nephew too. But she wanted to be able to let loose and enjoy her wedding without worrying about any kids messing things up. I gave her my opinion, saying that me and my husband allowed kids at our wedding and we wouldn't have it any other way. The kids were still family and they deserved to be included.

After that, she and her husband okayed kids at the wedding. Now the ceremony went swimmingly. My best friend's nieces sat with me, my husband, and my son as her sisters were in the bridal party. I brought quiet activities to keep them entertained and everybody behaved. I even cried from how lovely it was. When we got to the reception, the nieces were returned to their parents, so now it was just me, my husband, and my son. The dinner went fine and then the couple took to the dance floor for their first dance. Afterwards, everybody was welcomed to the dance floor to dance for a bit before the cake cutting.

Important to mention, my husband had offered to be the designated driver so I could enjoy myself, so I had a couple of glasses of wine at this point. My best friend had also been drinking and celebrating. My best friend and her husband go to do the cake cutting, and my husband and I are a little slow getting there, so there was a crowd blocking our view. Suddenly, I hear my best friend scream my son's name. My husband and I push forward to see what's wrong. I see my son with frosting around his mouth and on his fingers.

The cake has a small chunk taken out of it. I try to apologize, but my best friend turns around and yells, This is your fault! Your son ruined my cake! He's only here because you told me it'd be worth it to include the kids! I yelled back, telling her that it was just an accident and the rest of the cake was still edible. That this was her nephew that she was screaming about. She told me I was no

friend of hers and that he wasn't her nephew in front of everyone. She told me to leave or she'd call security. My son and I were crying at that point and the three of us left. One of the bride's sisters reached out to me after and apologized for her sister's reaction, but she said that I needed to apologize too. I think sorries are out of the window now after her outburst. I told her sister that and said I expect an apology first before I'd say anything to her. Not only did she blow up at me in front of everyone, but also at my son. I'm humiliated, but even more angry on his behalf.

So am I the butthole that I refuse to apologize first? Hmm, let me think you guys. Do you think that if a kid had grabbed a chunk of wedding cake at OP's wedding, would she have been forgiving and understanding because it's just a kid or would she have been pissed off? What do you think, guys? Our next Reddit post comes from r slash am i the butthole. Am I the butthole for complaining about the food that my ex makes?

For context, I'm a 40 year old guy and me and my ex-wife, who's 35, got divorced 5 years ago. While we were together, we had twin girls. We maintain a healthy co-parent relationship, but my ex-wife doesn't want to communicate outside of that. When my wife and I were together, she enjoyed making things from scratch. Mostly food, but clothes as well. She would tell me that she wanted to live on a farm. I always thought that would be a waste of money, but I let it be. Now that we're divorced, she moved onto the farm that she always wanted to, and she grows various kinds of fruits and vegetables. She also continued to make even more food from scratch, but now feeds this food to our

daughters. Apparently it makes up most of their diet. The problem comes up during mealtime when I have custody of our daughters. The girls refuse to eat anything I make. I usually use store bought pasta, bread, jam, cheese, yogurt, etc. All things their mother makes from scratch. They often complain about the taste and say that they can taste the difference if I try to lie to them.

I talked to my ex about this a few times. Her solution was to send over a few things to give them. But I really don't see the point in not just giving them regular food. It seems like they're developing a snobbish attitude from this. I communicated this to my ex, but she keeps saying that it's healthier and she isn't going to keep arguing with me. She also offered to teach me how to make a few things, but I told her I wasn't going to waste my time or money making anything from scratch. I asked her to stop feeding

the girls that food, and she told me to grow up. So now she thinks that I'm the butthole. Yeah, OP, what a terrible woman. This awful woman cooks home-cooked meals for her daughters. What a disgusting human being! How dare she pursue her dream of living on a farm when you didn't and grow fresh fruits and vegetables and give them to her daughters! What a monster! Man, it's so obvious in some of these posts why people got divorced because to even complain about someone making fresh food for your daughters is just- it's just bonkers. It doesn't make any sense in any universe. That was r slash am I the devil and if you liked this content, be sure to follow my podcast

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