Daddy's Curvy Little Girl (BBW Taboo Breeding)
Alanis wants nothing more than to be a mother, but her endless procession of terrible boyfriends are doing nothing to help her towards her goal. When her stepfather expresses an interest in big girls, big girls like Alanis, she wonders if he is the one who can make her dreams of Motherhood a reality. More
Alanis wants nothing more than to be a mother, but her endless procession of terrible boyfriends are doing nothing to help her towards her goal. When her stepfather expresses an interest in big girls, big girls like Alanis, she wonders if he is the one who can make her dreams of Motherhood a reality.
This 4,700 word erotic short story shouldn't be read by those under the age of 18, or for those who don't want to read explicit scenes of breeding sex between a stepfather and his BBW daughter, filled with plenty of taboo oral and impregnation creampies and a girl realizing her destiny as a fertility goddess.
"I need to talk to you, Daddy. It's important."
"...Why are you wearing only a towel, Alanis?"
I didn't bother to get dressed after my shower. Where I was going, I didn't need clothes. "I want to show you something..."
And there went the towel. I spread my arms out, exposing myself totally to my father, whose eyes went wide. But they were moving. They were taking the sight of me in wholly.
"I've been thinking, Daddy. I've always had my eyes on being a mother, but finding the right man is hard..."
"Alanis...what are you doing?"
"Ever since you told me what you wanted...I can't stop thinking of you." I approached him, my arms seeking to wrap around him. "The way you talked about how I was a fertility goddess...the way you said you liked the bigger girls. I thought...if I need a Daddy, why not use the one who I know would be an excellent Daddy?"
My hands pulled him closer, my body heat covering him entirely, my breasts pushing against his. "...Sugarcube, I love you, but...this is wrong."
"...I thought that too. Then I realized, why is it wrong? I love you. You love me. You want a curvy goddess, I want a virile Daddy. Why shouldn't we, Daddy? Why?"
"...I'm your father." He hugged me in return. There was an uncertainty in his resistance, his hand stroking my hair.
"Please, Daddy. We can make each other so happy. Why shouldn't we? Please."
He paused for a time, just petting my hair. I enjoyed the heat of our flesh meeting, our hug being more carnal now with no clothes to be a barrier to our love. I gripped him tighter, sensing the growing firmness through his pants pressing against my stomach. "I...I can't turn down my little girl."