Daddy’s Baby Fever

Will she be a good daughter and help cure her daddy?

Alexis loves Dad. He’s always on her side and stepping in to rescue her from her highly critical mother. When Dad mentions wanting a baby in the house, Alexis volunteers to give him one as soon as she gets a boyfriend. But Dad doesn’t want to wait. He also doesn’t want another man’s baby. He wants his baby and Alexis agreed to have it. She just needs some convincing.

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This short includes depictions of daddy-daughter oral sex and barely legal breeding sex.

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Alexis snagged two more strips of bacon, adding them to the four she already had, and scooped an extra-large helping of fried apples onto her plate.

“Put some of that back,” Mom snapped. “Your ass is too big as it is. That’s why you can’t get a man.”

“I haven’t been trying. And men like women with a big butt,” Alexis mumbled.

“There’s big and then there’s fat, which is what you have. A big fat sloppy ass and it’s only going to get wider with you eating like that.”

Alexis glanced down at her plate. She didn’t really need six strips of bacon. And she could put some of the apples back since she also had a bowl of grits, which could probably be a little smaller. Or maybe she should just skip breakfast all together.

She put her plate on the counter. The food smelled delicious but a banana and a glass of water was really all she needed. And possibly a piece of toast as filler. Multi-grain toast. With no butter or jelly. Just plain old dry toast. She sighed while staring at her plate.

“You need to exercise. All you do is sit in front of your computer and let your ass spread. It’s a wonder you can fit in your chair.”

This wasn’t anything Alexis hadn’t heard before. Her pear-shaped body had been the focus of her mother’s attacks since Alexis hit puberty. She had a slim waist and boobs plenty enough to fill a man’s hands, but her hips, ass, and thighs were thick and round, and the reason she hated shopping for pants. But she put herself through it because her mother’s attacks got worse if Alexis tried to wear a skirt or a dress, saying she resembled a brown whale in a muumuu or a circus tent.

“Leave her alone, Lori.” Dad entered the kitchen and walked over to Alexis. “If you didn’t want her to eat, you shouldn’t have made so much food.” He picked up the plate and held it out to her. When she hesitated, he nodded with a wink.

Alexis gave him a wobbly smile and took the plate.

Dad started fixing his own plate. “I know you didn’t make all this food for me. And you barely eat any of it. So it’s either Alexis eats it or we throw it out.”

“Or we save it for another day because I’m not going to be cooking every morning like this. Just because I made a lot doesn’t mean she has to try and eat it all.” Mom shook her head with a roll of her eyes. “You need to stop spoiling her. You’re the reason she’s as big as she is, giving her cakes and candy all the time.”

“Alexis, when’s the last time I gave you cake or candy?”

“Not since I was thirteen, Daddy.” Alexis regretted opening her mouth the moment her mother glared at her. She rushed to the dining room table to get out of the line of fire.

Dad said, “You cook like we’ve got three other people in this house.”

“Is this your way of telling me you want another baby?”

“Like hell!” Mom gave a derisive laugh. “We can’t even get this one out the door. Why in hell would I want to start all over with another one?”

Alexis heaved a soft sigh and stared at her food, no longer hungry.

Dad came into the dining room and set his plate down before he rubbed the top of her head, smiling when she looked up with him. His brown eyes sparkled with love. “Eat,” he said in a soft voice. “You look fine and you’re not fat.”

She whispered, “Thanks, Daddy.”