#stepdad

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Dolly Parton has come to do a show in my town. We couldn't afford tickets, so me and my mom sold my stepdad so we could go.

It turned out that we sold him to Dolly Parton, she made him sing with her and then she gave him back.

[theotherendcomics]

[swapsrus]

Goodbye Stepdad, Hello Boyfriend!

The birds chirp away in the midday sun as 23 year old Jack, stands frozen, his eyes wide with shock. Before him stands his boyfriend Liam, now inhabiting the muscular frame of Jack’s homophobic stepdad, Jarred. Jarred’s broad chest heaves under the unbuttoned flannel, his rugged features softened by Liam’s familiar grin. Jack’s voice trembles as he stammers,

“Liam? Is that really you in… him?”

Liam steps closer, his new hands flexing instinctively, the biceps bulging under the skin as he runs them over Jarred’s firm pecs.

“Yeah, babe, it’s me,” he says, his voice a warm blend of Jarred’s gravelly tone and his own affection. “I found this pendant, some old magic, and used it to take over this body. Trust me, Jack, it’s perfect for us.”

Jack shakes his head, stepping back toward the garage. “Perfect? That’s my stepdad, Liam! This is… wrong. How can you even…”

Liam cuts him off, closing the distance, his hands sliding down to grip Jarred’s thick lats, stretching them wide with a creak.

“Hear me out,” he insists, turning to catch his reflection in the truck’s side mirror. “Look at this chest—rock-hard pecs, built like a tank. I can hold you so much better now.” He flexes his arms, the muscles popping, and grins. “These biceps? They’re strong enough to lift you off your feet, babe. No more of that scrawny Jarred attitude, just me, loving you with this power.”

Jack hesitates, his gaze flickering to the pendant, then back to Liam’s transformed form. “But his face, his voice… it’s creepy, Liam. How do I get past that?”

Liam chuckles, peeling off the flannel to reveal the chiseled abs, his fingers tracing the ridges with pride.

“I know it’s a shock, but feel this torso, tight and sculpted, perfect for your hands to explore. And this V-line?” He slides his hands down to his hips, shaking them side to side in a manner that looks rather goofy for the mature man.

“It’s all about us now. Jarred’s mind is locked away—gone is the hate. This body’s mine to reshape, and I’m making it a host for our love.”

Jack’s brow furrows, but curiosity tugs at him as Liam tugs down the jeans slightly, revealing the muscular thighs. “This strength…it’s unreal,” Liam continues, squeezing the firm flesh. “I can carry you, protect you, show you a passion he never could. And this ass?” He turns, giving it a playful smack against the truck, the muscle bouncing slightly. “Plump and perfect! made for you to grab onto.”

Jack’s resistance wavers, his eyes lingering on the body his boyfriend now inhabits. “What about… down there?” he asks hesitantly.

Liam grins wickedly, stepping closer to wrap Jarred’s hand around the heavy, pulsing length now his, stroking it slowly. “Oh, this cock’s a champ! Thick, ready, and all for you,” he purrs, a groan escaping his lips. “It’s better than ever, babe. This body’s a perfect host because it’s got the power to love you the way I always wanted, unrestricted, unjudged.”

Jack swallows hard, stepping forward as Liam pulls him into an embrace against the truck, the hard pecs pressing against him. “I can feel it… you’re still you,” Jack murmurs, his hands tentatively exploring the taut abs. “But how do we explain this?”

Liam nuzzles closer, his hands roaming Jack’s back. “We don’t need to explain to anyone. The pendant’s locked Jarred away, his hate’s gone. This hunk is ours now. Feel these muscles, this heat, it’s all for us to enjoy.” He flexes again, guiding Jack’s hands to the carved ridges. “Tell me this isn’t the perfect host for our love.”

Jack hesitates, then smiles, his fingers tracing the V-line. “Okay… maybe you’re right. It’s weird, but… it feels right with you in there.”

Liam laughs, pulling Jack tighter against the truck. “That’s my man. Let’s make this hunk of spunk ours, every inch of it.”

[chrisssiren]

「 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 ✧ 𝑪.𝑺 」

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: This series will include taboo contents, smut, light angst and fluff.

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: Stepdad’s Brother!Chris x Reader

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓’𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: I knooow this is not everyone’s cup of tea and if you can’t handle it then js scroll lolol. Anyway, I was thinking of doing stepdad!chris at first but I felt like that was too much for y’all (lol) so I did stepdad’s brother!chris instead (I don’t wanna say step-uncle ’cause it just sounds so weird and the word "uncle" freaks me out even tho I don’t have any weird uncles—not that I know of that is). I lowkey wanna do stepdad!matt now... Maybe I should lol

𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅: English is not my first language! Everyone mentioned in this is of age! This is just fiction!

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: New dad; new life. Your mom remarried—years after your dad passed away—to a sweet man with two identical brothers. One of which you happen to develop a harmless little crush on. But it becomes a whole different story when he starts to feel the same way.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

⟢ Prologue: Chapter Zero

⟢ Chapter One

⟢ Chapter Two

⟢ Chapter Three

⟢ Chapter Four

⟢ Chapter Five

⟢ Chapter Six

⟢ Chapter Seven

⟢ Chapter Eight

⟢ Chapter Nine

⟢ Chapter Ten

⟢ Chapter Eleven

⟢ Chapter Twelve

⟢ Chapter Thirteen

⟢ Chapter Fourteen

⟢ Chapter Fifteen

⟢ Chapter Sixteen

⟢ Chapter Seventeen

⟢ Epilogue: Chapter Eighteen

© 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒏

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The Guess Monster legacy

Your son wants to play volleyball, like his stepdad Tendo, for my Parenting event<3

requested by @sharkissm. word count; 504 – gn!reader

There was only one week left until your son was going back to school when he announced:

“I want to play volleyball.”

He looked surprised when you and Satori gasped simultaneously and turned to him. Satori was already tearing up, thinking of the summer he had spent getting to know his stepson even more after moving in with you two.

Satori could be a lot, so he did his best to tone it down while your son got used to having an extra person in the household. Even if they got along well before the wedding, he didn’t want the kid to think he was trying too hard to be a father figure to him just because they lived together now.

However, he found one thing to bond over: Passing a volleyball in the yard. Obviously, a volleyball lay amongst the things Satori brought when he moved in, and it awakened a curiosity in the active young boy. Spending time together like this gave Satori the opportunity to teach him some technique, while also giving them time alone to talk.

You would typically be off doing something else when this happened, lending your two favourite people some guy time.

Halfway through the summer vacation, they got to the point where a cheap net was put up in the yard, and Satori started giving some pointers on blocking.

So now, as your son expressed that this shared time had indeed left its trace on him, Satori couldn’t contain himself when he abandoned the laundry he was folding with you to squeeze your son in a hug.

They immediately started researching places that offered training after school, which then led to seeing which middle school he should pick for next year. You’d watch them sit huddled together, Satori’s excitement equal to his stepson’s, and nothing could have made you happier.

Few parents would attend volleyball games, but you and Satori came to as many as possible. Sometimes, you had no choice but to stay late at work instead, but Tendo would be just as insistent on coming to watch his stepson.

Let’s just say there’s a new Guess Monster around and he’s wearing that same purple uniform, because you learnt a few years later that your dear husband started saving up the very same day your son told him he wanted to play volleyball, so that he would have the option of going to any school he wanted when the time came.

In his first high school game, someone on the team asked your son who that red-haired guy singing in the bleachers was. “That’s my stepdad. He was a starting player, and middle blocker for Ushijima when they went here. They’re best friends,” he answered with pride, and you had to hand Satori the napkins much earlier than expected to dry his tears.

His stepson isn’t embarrassed of him at all. That little weirdo on the court who sang teasing songs for his opponents was happy to be a Tendo, carrying on his stepdad’s legacy.

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for the requester: this was one of my favourite requests for this event, I hope I did it justice<3 thank you for participating!

[cupidscrule]

BUNNY TRAP

Stepdad!Leon X Fem!Reader

Cw - p in v, daughter chasing after dad, stepcest, noncon(?) Unprotected

WRD- 1.5k

You always knew your dad was hot, total babe back in the 2000's ever since you were a kid your friends always gushed over him, and it was fair, always thought it was gross though. Like he's YOUR dad, stepdad yeah but he still raised you, sure he had a cute face, big arms, his pornstar tits were an add on. But he was Dad, nothin' more, But fuck the way he cups your cheek when your sad, hugs you, gives you that awkward Dad kiss. Just makes you yearn for him, which is wrong you know it's wrong but it's like that itch.

Your friends are always tellin' you how lucky you are, not only is Dad hot, he's nice y'know? Real good dad, picks you up everyday, gets you real nice things. Best guy honestly can see why Mom picked him!

"Hi kiddo, you wanted to check out that new place-?" Dad said opening your bedroom door, stupid fucken smile on his dumb hot face

'bury your face in my tits'

"Oh no -! It's okay- really I'm real tired"

'fuck me till I can't breathe'

"Huh- alright, come down soon dinners gonna be ready, and sorry Moms not home yet she said she'd be here in a few weeks 'k?"

'i wanna scream your name'

"Oh it's alright, and of course dad!"

With that he left, shutting the door halfway, dick move but it probably wasn't on purpose, the smell of his colone in the room, only imagining Dad stuff you up. God your disgusting, this is dad. Fourth something year old DAD, since when did you have these thoughts about him, as a kid sure you always thought he was cute 'ohhb I would totally date someone as big and strong as my Daddy!'

But it was LIKE, not actually him. But you can't stop thinkin' about him, wanting Dad to shove your face in the mattress pull on your hair, do the shit they do in pornos. Nasty thoughts, feeling gross and hot imagining all the shit you wanna do with the poor guy, as he just stood there not knowin' thinking your his innocent little daughter who could do no wrong! Oh no she would never have sex before marriage! Oh no my little girl doesn't even cuss!

Yeah right Dad, mhm. Actin' like in middle school my friends weren't blushing over you, whenever you walked in.

Fucken idiot, your little girls not pure, she's not good. She ain't innocent, hell she fantasizes about fucken you every day. It doesn't matter, nothings ever gonna come of this right? Just walk downstairs, eat dinner with dad and go back in your room and sleep it off.

"Sweetiee you finnaly came, how was your day?" Dad says sitting across from you, he didn't even cook. Fucken liar this was clearly some bullshit from a 4 star restaurant he just put on a plate. "Oh it's fine, nothin' much." You say staring at the table, trying to distract yourself from him, how he smells, how he sits, how he opens his mouth, the way he moves his bangs out of his dumb face, his breath. The intoxicating feeling of just bein' near him now.

"Are you okay?"

"Why'd you ask that? You know I'm always fine-" you say in response, playing with your fingers, avoiding his gaze. God feels like a crush in primary school, messin' up words and giggling to your friends about the fastest guy. "You just don't seem like yourselfer Hun, you can always talk to me you know that?" He says, feeling his eyes on you, not in a creepy way more an endearing way which somehow made your entire situation worse. "yeah- I know, don't worry it's fine!" You mumble, lookin' up at him, god he really was dreamy, just wanting him to- NO no more fantasy's.

You finish up, so does he. He just gives you that concerned Dad look before you get up and run back up the stairs like a bitch and lock yourself in your room, typing into Google

'how to stop liking your dad'

'is it normal to have a crush on your dad'

'is it illegal to fuck your step dad'

Jesus Christ your search history, just laying on your side in your bed. Thighs squeezed together tryna' stop thinking about dad, you've seen him shirtless before. Yeah you felt a little hot in your core before, anytime he hugged you you felt so- just so warm. Not the lovey Awee dad and daughter warm, more like if your boyfriend hugged you nice and tight! Feels good, feels warm and fuzzy, pit in your stomach that can only be filled by one thing.

Tossin' and turnin' it's only 6:00pm shit, Dad's still downstairs probobly watching some old movie, he really likes thoughs for some reason, and westerns it's kinda creepy but your the one who wants to fuck him so you really can't be judging. your thoughts are too much to bare, a girl can only last so long on the edge, panties soaked thinking about shit, and hell when you can actually recreate what you want, Nothing's stopping you. Other then ethics but who even cares anymore, walking downstairs to Dear ol' Daddy, bingo.

"Mm- Dad-? Can I talk to you?" You mutter walking up behind the sofa he's laying in, playing with your fingers, how do even address this like,

'Oh yeah dad! Can you just bend your daughter over and fuck her till she's blubbering nonsense, you raised her since she was seven but y'know !!'

No.

"Hm, yeah of course, what's the problem bunny?" He says sitting up, glancing behind him to your miserable face, little frown on your lips. He raises a brow seeing your face, you felt all fuzzy feeling your throat get dry, the hell were you supposed to do?

"Uh Dad, can- can you come upstairs" you mutter looking at him, feeling your chest get heavy. Of course dear Daddy doesn't wanna disappoint you so he gets up and walks over to ya

"What's wrong, Hun?" He says, so sweetly fuck. Looken' all concerned for you, just fall into his chest, even though Dad was in shape he had fatass boobs, real nice to put your face in whenever he hugged ya. Just like always as a concerted Daddy does he puts an arm around you, pulling you nice and tight, "Baby?" He says in that same voice, pullin' your face away from his body, looking down at you.

"Can- can we just sit down" you say grabbing his hand forcefully and leading him to the nice leather sofa, you didn't know much about Mom but she really liked expensive shit and this was the only thing at home she bought..

You push him onto his back, his head resting on the arm, he looked kinda confused, like a puppy! You crawl over on top on him, ass rested on his lower pelvis. "Hey Bunny this is a little- whats wrong?" Dad says trying to carefully lift you off of him, awe stupid Daddy actin' like you're just gonna listen to him

"Dad just let me do this- please, you love me right?" You say looking at him in the eyes, pout on your stupid lips, he just nods slowly as a response. Unzippin' his jeans, wow this really is a shitty porno plot.

'Cute stepdaughter seduces and fucks her Dad while Mom isn't home!'

Jesus Christ you fucking creep.

With his pants open pulling out is fat cock, he wasn't hard which kinda hurt, you were being all cute and all dad did was just sit and stare in shock. Like sure you were gropen him and stuff but he could put some effort in it? Whatever doesn't matter-? You sit on his thighs pulling off your night pants, your panties were already wet from earlier, sadly it seemed Dad didn't really wanna reinact your fantasy so you gotta do all the work, flicking your garments to the side, crawling back onto him. Placing your hips over his Dick, and taking it in, feeling his tip touch your cervix "Mm- fuck-" you murmer, taking a second before getting used to it, slowly moving your hips back and forth, feeling ever little movement. It was euphoric, hands on his chest, looking at his face he looked like he was trying to not enjoy it, but you could tell he was. You felt his breath get heavier anytime you went faster, such a good boy.

His fat dick bruising your womb, your walls squeezing against him, you could hear Dad muttering curse words under his breath, made you feel kinda better about this whole thing. Going to your high and getting that numbing feeling, stomach felt warm, brain all fuzzy and messy collapsing onto him, feeling that warm stuff leaking out of you, pulling yourself off Dad, laying on his chest, glancing up at him, seeing his flushed and disturbed face, awe it was so cute!

He probably felt horrible but you felt amazing, fuck best experience. Putting your arms aside his

"I love you Dad.." you spout into his shirt

"Your Mother can't hear about this B-bunny.." he replies, putting one of arms on your back, you could feel his chest go up and down so cute.