Dominated By His Daughter
Synopsis:A daughter is disappointed by her father. He's a loser who spends all his free time as a lump on the couch.
She makes the ultimate sacrifice in order to help him feel like more of a man.
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“Daddy, you need to get over it. Mom fed herself to that random dude 3 years ago. She’s probably behind three layers of women by this point.”
Mackenzie sat across from her father in his mess of a living room, the sad figure laying on the couch on a Friday night right in front of the TV. His couch had developed an imprint with how often he used it over the last few years.
“Daddy, you need to get out there. Find a new girl. Or at least find somebody on your level who will churn into inches on your ass and cock. Trust me, you’d be surprised what a good bulge can do to attract a woman.”
She had been pestering him since she’d arrived. His daughter Mackenzie, fresh out of college and even fresher from the club. A thin dress that hugs her curves, her hair done up in a bun, and jingly rings and hoops hanging from her ears and clinking as her hands move as she speaks, helping drive home the point she’s trying to drive into her father. He went by Noah, but his daughter had always been a bit of a daughter's girl, even during her teenage years.
Meanwhile, her quiet lump of a father was short, chubby, and the owner of a small dick that his family had mocked him for. All because devouring somebody had never been a priority in his life. He had never admired those men with tight pants and massive shlongs. But no matter what he thought, the world was different…
“Mackenzie… just go to bed. It’s 2 am. I appreciate it, but no woman will ever want me again. Your mom was the one and she was so tired of me she lept down a stranger's throat.”
Her disappearance had happened so suddenly. And he had walked off just as quickly. They’d exchanged a full sentence and she was hanging from his midriff in a bulge. They were lost in the crowd, forever taking his wife from him…
Mackenzie stands up and walks right next to her dad, looming over the prone figure and staring daggers into him.
“If you want to be a man, you'll get off this couch soon and eat somebody. I can’t have my own family wallowing in despair for another year. Daddy, come to the club tomorrow and let’s feed you some bitch!”
She tugs at his arm. He grumbles, rolling over to face his daughter and revealing his boyish face. Soft and hairless. Hardly the features of a 40-year-old man.
“I’m not going. They’ll just make fun of me. Maybe even eat me instead… If you’re so eager to help me, just let me eat you. Simple solution… Now leave me-”
He’s cut off as her foot connects with his cock. He had been too groggy to react, she had pulled his pants down and now teased his little dick with her toes
“M-Mackenzie?!”
His face flushes instantly, and he can't help but physically react to this humiliation. Certainly not the first time he'd been teased like this… but by his daughter?
"Y-You can't… please… just stop… I can't.."
She watches with glee as he sits back and takes it. Like some adult sex toy for her to have her way with.
“No daddy, you’re right. If I want to help you and stop seeing this manlet cry himself to sleep on this ruined couch, then being my daddy’s dinner is the only way."
His cock finally has a solid form, his cute little tip peaking out from between her toes.
"Won't I be a delicious meal? Prime meat? Your belly should be begging for a chance to touch me. You should be too. Say it daddy. Say you would love to gobble up your daughter. Tell me you want to lick up and down her curvaceous body. Tell me you want to feel me turn into thick brown ropes and drop from your fat ass."
He had never been good under pressure. And his daughter was sending him into a swirl of pleasure and taboo. Plus… eating family… and the fact her underwear and the curve of her rear were totally visible from this perspective…
But fuck it felt so good! He can't help but imagine his own flesh and blood as a thick slop draining into his intestines. Her foot rubs his cock up and down, against his gut. Almost provoking it into activity as the thought of daughterly meat draws a loud grumble from it.
Gooorrrlllcckkk
"Yes…ha.. Mackenzie… I… ngh… want it…No… I can’t… fuck, fuck It’s so sexy though! Okay! But…ha… are you sure? There's no going back…"
Her leg releases his dick from its pin and her rump plants itself atop his dick. Her hips grind against him and her smile widens. Noah’s breathing is fast and rapid as she lurched in front of him. It was impossible to look away from her. At what she wanted, and the consequences of devouring his daughter.
"Then do it Daddy. You have to eat me. Put me in my place with that fat gut of yours. Grab my ass and feel it…"
The friction and warmth was delightful, and Noah hadn’t felt a woman’s touch for so long. His dick warms up to this change in events and meekly pokes against her soft ass. Long, lust-filled gasps escape his lips as his daughter grabs his hands and plants it right on her ass. His digits knead the fat he'd watched grow all those years…
“Wow, is this really how big it gets? Yeah, you are going to need the best of the best. The only cure for this chode dick is to swallow down a thick girl like me. Let me teach your guts exactly how to turn a beauty like me into 20 pounds of steaming shit~”
He wants to push her off, talk some sense into her. But being controlled like this feels good. And he hardly has the chance as her hands create a wedge and push through his lips. Plus… her ass is genuinely amazing. He grinds his dick into it with the power he can muster. Her ass holds it between her cheeks and holds it with the divine fat of her ass. Her slobbers over her hands as his daughter watches. Her own eyes are filled with a desire he can’t quite understand. Did she want this? She must… but it seemed odd to give herself to her lazy dad…
She was stronger, it took work to stay as fit as she was. He couldn't stop as her arms fought past his gag reflex. Frankly, he almost felt like he was choking on her. The largest thing he’d ever swallowed before this had been a hotdog. And now he was consuming his thick daughter…
The last he saw of his daughter’s face was a determined look focused on his lips before pushing its way in with her arms. It all became a blur after that. The pain of swallowing his first meal and the displeasure of it forcing its way down… He could only focus on the soft and pleasurable bits. Such as her taste. His daughter was divine, with a rich flavor that matched her typical attitude toward others. Helpful but pompous. She always knew better and she would make sure you knew it. Her flavor was amplified by her desire to grind every bit of herself across his tastebuds. Through muffled flesh, he hears her say,”Remember this taste daddy. You’ll never taste anybody better. When you finally get some subby whore into your gullet, you’ll be thinking of me~”
And her tits, the biggest shame was that she was clothed. He could feel how spongy and soft they were through her dress. Her flavor bleeds through but the dress itself dampens it. At the very least he can taste her ass. His tongue explores its curvature and pulls her panties off so he can savor every inch before her wiggling hips push inside. Even without leverage, Mackenzie still had the advantage when it came to power.
Her size fills his shirt and rips it as his normally plump tummy is round and heavy. His poor dick is lost somewhere beneath it.
He takes a moment to recover as the last of her slithers its way inside him. She pushes out and struggles to get comfortable. All that action builds into one immense hhhhuuurRRRRPPPPPP.
His daughter twitches inside of him as the walls meekly hug her. Her tits are visible as the walls conform to her curves.
“Wow… was that really it? I’ve seen guts break bones after belches. Your stomach is just so weak…”
Her hands seem to press out and test the limits of its strength. Noah bounces left and right as his daughter stretches his gut to its limits.
“Mackenzie… Please… It hurts… I take it back… oghh… We can go to the club. You can get out. I promise, we can go out together. Just don’t…”
A hand forcing it’s way up his throat and grabbing his tongue is her response. He’s thankful his gut hadn’t made any acids yet, or it may have stung his throat. He prepares for her to lurch upwards, escape his pathetic insides… But the hand slinks back down of its own accord.
“Are you kidding? This gut couldn’t handle a child. You need practice, and more importantly, the curves to lure some horny woman in. Did you know that less than 10% of preds have only eaten one prey? It’s cause people are super attracted to the voracious benefits. You need this dad. You’re gonna churn your only daughter into a loaf of colon filler and you will flush it away. And after that… You’re gonna move on and find another woman to do the same. Do you understand, daddy?”
His lumpy gut twitched as it spoke. Her rear was positioned perfectly atop his dick. Her speech had him huffing by the end of it as sweet pleasure overcame him. He would have said yes to anything. Her whims were his needs. He was never particularly strong-willed. And with her weight on his privates and her slightest touch aching his guts… it appealed to those masochistic urges inside of him.
“Yes… I’ll… poop you in the toilet… ha… Make a big ol’ mess of my sweet daughter.”
“Haha! That’s the right attitude! Your belly has to fully digest me. It may take your weak ass gut more than a few hours… But you can do it!”
Grrwwgg Wwoorrgg… Gllcckkk….
His stomach finally senses meat inside him, acids ooze all around his daughter and she gets the first taste of the full digestive might of his insides.
"Wow, is this really how powerful your acids are? How the fuck am I gonna be your shit if you can't even digest me! You’re gonna have to try a hell of a lot harder if you don’t want me crawling out of your ass tomorrow."
His stomach was bouncing atop his dick, his hand hesitantly hovering in the air above his writhing gut. He wouldn't dare touch her, his own ego being pushed to its limit by the daughter who'd fed herself to him. He gasped as his dick was smothered by her ass through his own gut fat.
"Uh, hello loser? Are you gonna let your meal have its way with your dick? Fuck, if you don't start putting me in my place, you're gonna be shitting out my bones one by one. You have to break me dipshit! Goooood, you're hopeless.
All her activity does help spread the acid across her flesh. She scoffs at how little they actually seem to affect her. "Wow, no wonder mom left for that other guy's gut. You really don't know how to treat a woman. These acids are so weak. Starting to wonder if you're even capable of turning me to shit. Maybe we’ll have to find some tiny little thing to trap in here for a week to full gurgle up. Cause damn, it’s looking like you can’t handle something like me."
He can't believe how hard his dick is, his meager member standing at full mast and almost seeming respectable embedded in the mass of his gut. It was at least enough to pressure his daughter's ass through his own flesh.
His hips gyrate and twist, seeking any pleasure he can get out of his daughter. Jiggling softness held back by his own pudge smother his dick in warmth. The acids are tingling her skin and Mackenzie inside is biting her lip as everything around her sways with her dads motions. Her heaving tits are basted in her daddy’s juices.
“Wow daddy… You’re only concerned with yourself right now? Not even thinking about helping me get off. You have been listening right? I’m gonna be shit! The least you could do is let your poor daughter climax one last time…”
“I’m sorry… your ass just feels so good…”
His gut clenches and his body quivers. Pleasure rocks his mind and his own shaking just stimulates his dick. Precum surges as the full load burgeoning beneath his daughter's ass begins to flow. He gasps as cum coats the bottom of his belly. Sticky white cream trapped beneath his belly line and his thighs. His body rocks with the climax, he has never had a peak this high. Not even with his wife…
“Fuck! Now that’s more like it! All that activity finally woke your belly up. Think it finally noticed it had a hundred pounds of meat to munch on…”
Noah lays back gasping, it’s so late. He’s so tired. And his stomach is so full… His eyes drift shut as his own activity slows down.
His daughter is surprised by the sudden stillness. She pressures where his dick was, but gets no response.
“Hello? Why did you stop, you were finally doing something right for once. If you keep going you may…” Suddenly she realizes his heart has returned to a healthy cadence.
“Did you just fucking fall asleep on me! You son of a bitch! You pay attention to your prey the entire time you chode of a man!”
Her hands press into the slippery walls around her. Her fingers start to singe from the acid creeping its way into the crevices of her skin. But she stretches her gut out with the help of a full-strength kick. He grunts in pain, clutching his gut as his mind is barely conscious of why this was happening.
Hrrruuuuuuuppp
All she really succeeded in doing was squeezing out some gas. Sure, she could struggle and draw out a few more belches and maybe wake him up at some point, crawling out was always an option…
“You son of a bitch… Fine, sleep. I’ll be around when you wake up. I’ll give you hell then… No way this gut can slop me up in a short amount of time anyway.”
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It had been a full twenty-four hours and this waste of life was still asleep!
His weekend was spent on the couch, his daughter was barely strong enough to speak after it. She was mostly gone. The tits and ass she had always been proud of had been turned into her loser dad's dinner. In fact, the first of her was likely gathering in his colon. She had heard the sputtering gas escaping his rear. Hell, she had felt it leave him.
She was far too gone now to ever reprimand him. She was past the point of being able to speak above the churning noises his belly made. She was no longer a human. No longer anything of note. Just a slurry of meat in her dad's gut. Perhaps to some, this seemed idiotic. She often spoke so ill of him. And he did deserve that…
But deep in her still-beating heart, she loved him. That had never changed. She was his daughter. She knew he’d be happier after this. Women may turn his way. He may find a new wife. Or just find a girl willing to slosh around in his gullet. Either would boost this weak man’s ego.
“Still… a loser…”
Her final insult levied into the digestive turbulence. It cares not though, as one gut-clenching belch ends her.
Bbbooouuurrrppp
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He awakes the next morning, laying on his back on the couch. He almost expects a chastising comment from his daughter. But… he glances down at his belly, reaching a single hand across its surface and taking note of its obvious decrease in size. It was more of a basketball-sized orb, with lumps poking out that had to be bone he hadn't been able to digest. His dick was already erect, nestling itself well as he sits up and buries it beneath his daughterly chyme. He swears it even pokes out further than he thought it could…
"I… I actually did it."
It was still rather large, his gut was clearly not done with all of her. Still simmering and digesting her densest chunks. She was gone, taking with her every cruel and mean comment.
But… he thinks back to what she said. How she had described him… How turned on it all still had him. He should feel miserable considering how much of it was all true…
But the fact she had let herself be digested by such a loser? The pathetic man she had called a father? He could hardly contain the cum swelling from his dick. Eager to slather the organ holding what remained of daughter in his sticky white cream. Even more so than it already was…
Grrnnngggg….
But a more urgent need arises. The parts he digested of his daughter want out. He stands, hoping to reach a toilet… But his daughter is in control, even now as a lump of his shit. His gut worgles out a deathly grumble, the kind that tells you that what’s inside is leaving now. He has no choice as the first of her emerges, and he stands up and turns his rump towards the coffee table, the one his wife had picked out all those years ago.
He grunts, feeling an immense bone covered in shit push its way out. Mush squeezes its way alongside it as he struggles to get it all out. His ass was not prepared to ever push out something this hefty. He gasps and grunts as it leaves his poor pucker, and takes an unbearable amount of time. When he even feels an odd metallic sensation scrape his asshole. That moment when it finally escapes his pucker and it clatters to the table, he breathes out in relief, and a wave of soft shit quickly buries the first of her bones. But then there's another…and another… Each bone takes so long to squeeze out, his ass begs for release, but his daughter won't allow it. Forcing his asshole to embrace the inadequacy of his digestive power. If only his stomach had been strong enough to churn her bones… He really was just so pathetic. Even a willing prey had been so difficult for him.
His belly works over the hours of shitting he has to do, delivering the last bits of ex-girl for his rump to deal with. Every bit of jewelry she had survived with her bones, a horrid fate for his raw asshole. Every turd is pain…
But he loves it. He has sprayed the couch white with cum. Taking note that every climax almost seemed to lengthen his cock. Give it the strength to shoot its load even farther. He was surprised he even had seed to spurt. No doubt thanks to the immense calorie load his daughter gave him.
When he is finally done, he slumps into a chair just a few feet away. One his ex-wife had often used. Honestly, he almost regrets not aiming at it to cum on. Now even he had to admit that his couch was ruined. Getting this much cum out seemed impossible…
“I wonder how much of Mackenzie my body processed into shit…”
Not exactly his primary concern given the rank pile in the cent of his living room. But his brain was exhausted from the sheer manual effort of it all. But, the most twisted part of it all…
He was really looking forward to doing it again. Finding some lovely girl and making a mess out of her. Have them begging to churn up in him… Though maybe somebody like his daughter wouldn’t be bad too. Somebody who torments and forces it all to happen…
His eyes shut as he lounges back, thinking about what he can do with everything he can do now that he was a predator, and had the girth to show it.
His last words before sleep takes him are a heartfelt,”Thanks… Mackenzie…”
