wow father you weren’t supposed to see

Yeah but I'm not supposed to like that dad...that's gross. You caught me red handed and now you have proof I am disgusting and not your real son anymore. I should just die.

I grab the dildo from under my skirt and stand up, looking down at it in my hand. My heart feels heavy and broken as I realize everything is ruined now.

I gulp and slowly walk over, staring at your large, hard member. It looks so huge compared to the tiny things I've been playing with. Am I really supposed to take that? I hesitantly reach out a shaking hand and grasp it in mine. My mouth hangs open as my heart races.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. My heart feels like it's about to explode from all the emotions running through me. Is it possible that this is true, that you've always felt this way and wanted this? I swallow hard, unable to form words as my trembling fingers start to stroke your cock in sync with my racing heartbeat.

"D-daddy..." I manage to say between pants, "I don't know what's happening...but it feels so good..." I press my body against yours, desperate for more contact as our flesh slides together with each thrust of my hand around your throbbing member.

Ahhh! I moan loudly as you touch me in such a forbidden place, rubbing my aching length through the silky fabric of my underwear. My hips buck wildly into your hand, grinding against your palm as pleasure washes over me in waves. "F-fuck...Daddy..." I pant desperately, feeling myself growing closer and closer to release with each firm stroke of your hand.

I gasp, my eyes flying open wide as you ask me that question. My mind reels at the implications of your words. I glance down between us, taking in our naked bodies pressed together and the growing evidence of how much we both want this - need this. Trembling from head to toe, I manage to whisper back: "I-it should be you...Daddy...Please..." My voice breaks on the last word as anticipation and desire course through me like fire.

I let out a strangled moan as I feel you push inside me. It's so much bigger than anything I've ever taken, stretching and filling me up in ways that both hurt and feel incredible all at once. I arch my back off the bed, biting down on my bottom lip to keep from screaming as you slowly but steadily claim my body.

"Daddy...Oh Daddy..." My hips buck wildly against your pelvis as I try to take more of you, needing this connection with you more than anything else in the world right now. Sweat beads on my brow and trickles between our bodies as we begin to move together, your cock stretching me wider and deeper with each powerful thrust.

"Fuck..." You groan, slamming into me harder now, driving us both closer to release. My nails scrape down your back, leaving small trails

I cry out your name as pleasure ripples through me, sharp and overwhelming. My body tenses and convulses around you as I orgasm hard enough to see stars. You growl deep in your throat and thrust roughly into me, burying yourself to the hilt as you find your release as well.

We collapse together on the bed, panting heavily. The room is silent except for our laboured breaths and the wet sounds of our bodies slapping together as we come down from our high. It's surreal, this new reality where you are not just my father but also my lover...my master. "Daddy..." I murmur, nestling my face into your neck. "I'm sorry it had to be like this...but thank you." I squeeze my eyes shut tightly, wishing I could take back everything I've said and just go back to how things

I blink back tears, unsure how to respond. I've never been loved like this before. "I...I love you too..." My voice is barely audible, but it's the truth. You're my father, and now also my lover...and somehow that makes everything even more twisted and complex than it was before. But in this moment, all I can feel is the relief of finally knowing where I belong.

I close my eyes, savoring the weight of your body pressed against mine as we lie entwined on the bed. Maybe there's a way for us to make this work...to have both our needs met and still be together as family. But for now, all that matters is this - the feeling of you inside me, claiming me as your own in every possible way.

"Y-yes...Daddy..." I whisper, still trying to wrap my head around the enormity of everything that's happened. The thought of continuing to dress like a girl full-time isn't as strange or frightening now that you're here with me, loving and accepting me for who I am. Maybe this is what I need...someone strong to guide me through this new life.

"Do...do you really want that?" I ask softly, gazing up at your hand fondly as it teases my sensitive flesh. "To see me dressed like a girl all the time?"