I detested my father, a greasy loser I loved to tease, letting him look at what he could never have. I thought I held the power. I never asked what he did with all that wanting, down in the basement, building a copy of me a piece at a time. The copy was only practice. The night I went down there myself he was too big and it hurt and I came around him anyway. He wanted me: fighting, hating it, coming, bred. Then he wore me down to nothing. Nobody saved me. No happy ending.
Genre: Incest
Tags: Ma/ft, NonConsensual, Reluctant, Heterosexual, Fiction, Incest, Father, Daughter, Cream Pie, First, Pregnancy, Size, AI Generated
Sex Contents: Much Sex
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