Oh daddy
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
sonic411
No words could describe how mortified you were, so instead you opted for an incoherent gasp and wretch as you looked at your doctor with dread. What had started out as a wonderful moment between the two of you had become a sick joke. Dora had effectively torn your heart right out of your little chest, but upon leaning down closer until her towering face was just mere inches from you, it soon became clear that she wasn’t joking.
“What’s wrong daddy? I know at least ten ways you could rock my world. Plus, I’m smart enough to imagine even more.” Skimpy clothes and a dark outlook on life was one thing, but Dora was clearly far worse than you could have imagined. What she was suggesting was unthinkable and what’s worse is that she clearly hadn’t forgotten that this was her FATHER she was talking to.
“Dora, NO! I’M YOUR DAD!!!” you desperately tried to emphasize that, but you were still met with her smiling face. At this size and this close, her loveliness was greatly amplified, and this alone was actually making you weak in the knees; such pale, but soft looking skin, beautiful eyes, soft and bouncy hair, and sexy and full lips that still gleamed from the saliva of her playful tongue. You slapped yourself; HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IF DORA’S TONGUE WAS PLAYFUL?!
Then, rather than heading your words, Dora moved herself back up, bringing her boobs to take the place of her head. You made a noise like you were being choked while she reached back to unhook her bra, telling you “I know, but I also know that this is way too good to pass up. Besides, you need this daddy, and so do I.”
Dora sounded more like Jessica, as in Jessica Rabbit, with that last statement, and with that, her bra came off. No from the front and back, you had seen your daughters enormous, jiggly parts; truly you were father of the year. On top of that, Dora even placed both of her arms tightly on either side of her bosom, squeezing them together and making her jugs look even bigger, something you didn’t think possible. She jiggled them before you, still speaking with the playful tone of a minx.
“Aw daddy, you don’t need to be so worried. They may seem big and scary, but like me, they’re only here to make you feel pleasure. Now come on, don’t you wanna give your daughter a hug?” Dora’s playful smile had you feeling like you had won the lottery and fallen onto a bed of spikes at the same time. There was no way you could even consider this, but you soon realized that you had no choice in the matter, as your daughter’s hand came up behind you and shoved you right in the back. In one fluid motion, Dora set her gargantuan jugs right onto the table, and as they squished down, you were squished right into the left one.
You could hear encouraging you on some more, and it was at this point that you felt your will breaking. Here you were, arms wide open, you entire body being squished by either the softest hands you had ever felt since your wife or pure breast fat. The clothes Dora made you could do nothing to hide your boner and even at your stature, she still felt it poking into her, which got her REALLY excited.
“Oh daddy,” the way she moaned that was just as erotic as what you couldn’t see, but knew to be happening. Reaching down, Dora began rubbing furiously between her legs, a spot that was getting wetter by the second. She cooed and moaned some more, making all sorts of noises that were as cute as they were raunchy, creating a beautiful symphony as they joined the wet squishing from down below. The only questions were, did you enjoy this? And more importantly, did it even matter?
“What’s wrong daddy? I know at least ten ways you could rock my world. Plus, I’m smart enough to imagine even more.” Skimpy clothes and a dark outlook on life was one thing, but Dora was clearly far worse than you could have imagined. What she was suggesting was unthinkable and what’s worse is that she clearly hadn’t forgotten that this was her FATHER she was talking to.
“Dora, NO! I’M YOUR DAD!!!” you desperately tried to emphasize that, but you were still met with her smiling face. At this size and this close, her loveliness was greatly amplified, and this alone was actually making you weak in the knees; such pale, but soft looking skin, beautiful eyes, soft and bouncy hair, and sexy and full lips that still gleamed from the saliva of her playful tongue. You slapped yourself; HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IF DORA’S TONGUE WAS PLAYFUL?!
Then, rather than heading your words, Dora moved herself back up, bringing her boobs to take the place of her head. You made a noise like you were being choked while she reached back to unhook her bra, telling you “I know, but I also know that this is way too good to pass up. Besides, you need this daddy, and so do I.”
Dora sounded more like Jessica, as in Jessica Rabbit, with that last statement, and with that, her bra came off. No from the front and back, you had seen your daughters enormous, jiggly parts; truly you were father of the year. On top of that, Dora even placed both of her arms tightly on either side of her bosom, squeezing them together and making her jugs look even bigger, something you didn’t think possible. She jiggled them before you, still speaking with the playful tone of a minx.
“Aw daddy, you don’t need to be so worried. They may seem big and scary, but like me, they’re only here to make you feel pleasure. Now come on, don’t you wanna give your daughter a hug?” Dora’s playful smile had you feeling like you had won the lottery and fallen onto a bed of spikes at the same time. There was no way you could even consider this, but you soon realized that you had no choice in the matter, as your daughter’s hand came up behind you and shoved you right in the back. In one fluid motion, Dora set her gargantuan jugs right onto the table, and as they squished down, you were squished right into the left one.
You could hear encouraging you on some more, and it was at this point that you felt your will breaking. Here you were, arms wide open, you entire body being squished by either the softest hands you had ever felt since your wife or pure breast fat. The clothes Dora made you could do nothing to hide your boner and even at your stature, she still felt it poking into her, which got her REALLY excited.
“Oh daddy,” the way she moaned that was just as erotic as what you couldn’t see, but knew to be happening. Reaching down, Dora began rubbing furiously between her legs, a spot that was getting wetter by the second. She cooed and moaned some more, making all sorts of noises that were as cute as they were raunchy, creating a beautiful symphony as they joined the wet squishing from down below. The only questions were, did you enjoy this? And more importantly, did it even matter?
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