RipePurgatoryProspectsSummary:
An overly stoned teen becomes her father's concubine.
Notes:
This utterly fictional story is imagined as animation. Incest, submission and breeding are focal points in this tale. If these themes offend disengage now. Thanks for reading.
Work Text:
Ripe
By Duane O'Day
Looking back, it was definitely my fault.
I came home from a party reeking of cannabis while staying with my burly, barrel chested Daddy. Mommy divorced him because she said he couldn't control his dick. He gets us two weekends a month.
And I'm so high. Blurry images and broken memories. Not that I was in honor roll previously but if weed kills brain cells … I just feel floaty. Everything has a glowing, sensory quality.
I'm 13 years old and too stoned stupid to remember my own ditzy name. I giggle like an idiot. My overdeveloped tits shake.
It's late at night when I stumble in. He picks me up and ascends the stairs while I burble. He rag dolls me onto the bed in a hurried flounce.
He tongue kisses me. I push away but he tastes the booze on my tongue.
'Were you drinking Baby Girl?'
I nod and Daddy puts two fingers in my mouth. 'We can have it be our little secret, yeah?'
Mindlessly I suckle his fingers like an infant but remember myself and take his fingers out.
'Stop it Daddy I'm so high, I can't do anything,'
'Daddy knows,' whispers my predatory father.
He tugs off my snug blue jeans and I struggle mildly. Movements make me dizzy and I probably can't stand. I kick as he gets my jeans off my ankles. I'm wearing a black g-string and a cap sleeved tee-shirt.
He pulls his hard cock out from his sweatpants. He grabs my ankles and forces me to spread as he mounts my warm, drugged out body.
A thumb brusquely hooks my g-string to the side and reveals my saturated young vagina. It shudders like melting pink gummy candy.
'Have those boys been at you?' Daddy asks.
The massive knob of his stallion dick brushes my pudding soft vaginal petals. A rich goop cascades from my sensitive little lips. I gurgle like a baby. My hands go under his tee-shirt and grope his oaken chest. The boys in class aren't this brazen. They're definitely not this thick.
'Daddy's little dumb-dumb,' Daddy gropes my breasts through my thin shirt. My cute pomelo boobs shudder as he fondled them.
I'm high like … all I can feel is his imposing figure between my legs. My hands feel his heart beneath his chest. His desire to fuck me is beyond my ability to physically resist. I don't know what I want. His meaty head teases against my belly button. It extremely long against my lithe body. Everything is floaty and flowing. What feels good is Daddy.
But it's rape … incest … it's obscene …
My brow furrows and Daddy asks me why I'm trying to think. I mumble and drool attempting to speak. My brain is dyed with chronic. The only thing I feel is cock against my bald vulva. And my pussy. I'm so drenched. I feel like I'm just a hole. Not for thinking. Just a wet sex doll with holes.
'Stop thinking,' Daddy pets my hair.
Yes, Daddy. My mind sinks into a filthy lullaby. My father is atop my ripe kitty body.
'Baby hush, don't think,' Daddy coos softly. My hands knead his chest. I'm drooling on the bed. I honestly don't know if I'll remember this but I know I'll always want it.
He penetrates me and digs into my thick hymen. He grins, confident his massive cock will defeat my resistance. My rubbery hymen begins pushing inside me like an overfilled balloon. His knob is too rotund and he impales me slowly, inch by cervix stretching inch. It's agonizing being stretched by such a heavy penis. He's completely overpowered my body. My overwhelmed pussy tries to reject the fleshy intruder and I pee the bed like an infant. Daddy laughs as I wiggle in my damp sheets and struggle against his cock. He's raw. My stones brain registers he might cum inside me. 'Daddy please,' I begin begging as his determined bucking picks up. He roughly ruts my grippy ripe snatch. 'Don't be willful,' he says and rips my shirt off me. God feeling my fuck-wobbling breasts … it's degrading. They flip in rhythm with his brutal slamming. My blood smears his cock. He reaches underneath my buttocks and fingers my pucker. He assumes a mating press and begins jackhammering me.
I scream as my doped brain short curcuts completely. I'm being bred by my Daddy. There's nothing I can do to stop it. I don't get the dignity of choice. He's going to pound a baby into my ripe womb because …
Because he's male. Because my gaped bang-hole is sucking his cock and begging him to splurt his Daddy milkies. He fingers my buttery butthole and bites into my neck. He's going to leave tooth marks.
My body convulses and twitches brainlessly as he pulls partially out until only his bucket knob remains in my stretched little bunny.
He sits back on his heels and fondles my velvety clit with his gigantic thumbs. Daddy is making me accept my place. His long fingers pull at my navel. He's so much stronger than I am. I want to have his baby.
And foamy, violent orgasms splatter his knob. I grind on his dick wanting his milkies in my bunny. My pussy splooshes out runny, sappy cream that runs to my well fingered, sore butthole.
I've given him everything but now he'll claim my flesh by breeding me. And he's so smug staring at me while he fondles with his knob inside my honeypot. I'm going to be a teen mother, a statistic, an inbred slut. It's not fair but it's all there is. He rubs his sumptuous ballsack. I shouldn't have gotten so high at the party. I shouldn't be this wet from Daddy's harsh pussy bashing. But all I can do is cum my brains out as I dream of waddling around the house in a stretched tee shirt, it just does snugly shroud my enormous milky udders. My stretchy, meat blossom cunt is blown out and raw from frequent fucking.
I hate this future of fullness and slavery. But my bunny slathers for it and my brain is dissolving with each body gyrating orgasm. Kept naked with my blown out pussy exposed.
Daddy's breeding bitch.
It makes me cum again.