Take over (closed) warning incestual roleplay

intriguess

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I was taking a shower, I'd stubbed my toe while out on a midnight run. My lithe body had been built to run, and I liked to end the day running a mile and taking a shower. My toe was throbbing I had stubbed it, and while it hurt at first, then it felt good, and now the pounding of blood in my toe seemed to be pounding blood to my nipples and my clit. I was fucking horny, but I couldn't seem to get myself off in the shower. I got out not noticing that my skin was pink like I'd been in a hot shower for too long, and not fading away. I hated looking in mirrors my small barely A cup breasts were nice that I never had to wear a bra, but no one would give them a first much less a second look. I didn't know my thoughts, my desires were all being transmitted to the alien life form that had infected my toe. I had no idea the changes that would continue to take place overnight.

I put an old thin robe on, turning off the lights, the robe felt rough against my nipples, which were always tender, and were currently puffy and engorged as if I was a nursing mother, but I didn't notice any of that.

I heard dad thrashing about in bed and I made my way down the hall. He was obviously having a night mare, a shaft of moonlight highlighting his face. I moved closer somehow drawn to him, my the blood pulsing in my swollen toe, my swollen clit, and my swollen tits. I felt the urge to comfort him and I lay down next to him. My robe had fallen off my shoulder and instead of shaking him awake, he moved and I found myself shoving my tit into his mouth.

I was stunned, and wanted to pull away, but he had latched on and looked so peaceful. I listened to the clock tick away the time, one minute, five minutes, and then finally ten. I stopped counting by the time his mouth let go and he whispered 'Yummy,' and I scrambled to get away.

It was dark in my room, but my hands ran along my breasts, cupping them, wondering why they felt fuller, and stared in fascination at my nipples. One was wet from my dad's mouth, the other was leaking some sort of fluid. I wondered if I hadn't hit my head and not my toe and I pealed the robe off my body and slipped into bed.

My dreams were haunted by my father, his hands stroking me, telling me everything would be all right.

I woke up tired, and glancing down, my toe was definitely red and swollen, but it didn't hurt, in fact the redness had spread up my leg, like some strange rash, except it didn't itch. I looked at my breasts, and was shocked that I was clearly bigger, and my nipples were bright red, and they looked puffy. There was no one I could talk to about this. Mom had left, and Dad. I couldn't imagine asking him if my nipples looked normal. Just the thought of him reminded me of last night and what I had done.

I used the bathroom and got dressed, unaware that my nipples showed through the light gray t-shirt, and I wore jeans to conceal the rash spreading up my leg. Maybe I had tripped into some strange non poison ivy. The skin just felt warm, as if I had a slight sunburn.

I headed down to the kitchen, wondering what Dad had going on today. It was summer and while I was not taking any classes at college I did have a job at the rec center.
 
Once again I woke up to an empty bed. My wife is a real estate agent and is always up early and rarely gone during the day because she is always showing houses or getting them ready for open houses. I also worked for he company but not as a real estate agent. They used me to help fix up houses they are trying to sell.

I laid in bed with thoughts from a crazy dream I had last night. It seemed so real.. my own daughter slipping into my room and pressing her tits in my face for me to suck on. In the “dream” I also could have sworn that liquid was coming out of her nipple that was like sweet nectar. When I thought about that I felt a pulse of blood go through my cock and cause it to stiffen to full erection. ‘Well that was weird’ I thought after my cock stiffened quicker then usual.

I stayed in bed and scrolled through news articles and social media on my phone until the erection went away. Then I got out of bed and went downstairs. Once in the kitchen I started to brew a pot of coffee. I was wearing thin grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt. I hear footsteps and turn around to see you entering the room.

Almost instantly my eyes are drawn down to your breasts that seemed bigger and I noticed I could also see your nipple through the thin fabric of your shirt. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was still tired or the lighting in the room but your nipples looked red through the shirt.

“Good morning sweetie.” I said after clearing my throat. I poured myself a cup of coffee. “Would you like a cup? You hungry?” I asked with a smile.
 
The word hungry triggered something inside me and when I looked at my father, I looked at him like he was a potential snack. I declined the coffee, I felt fully alert, I moved around him, brushing my body against his as I made toast. Our kitchen was small, we usually just had breakfast there, Mom was always off and about all times of day. I typically ate at work, and Mom brought home leftovers from various take out places on a daily basis.

The perks of being able to write off business lunches I supposed. I was studying interior design, and while I hated mom's interfering, and the hints that I would get my real estate license and work for her when I graduated. Each time I brushed against my dad, sent a strange feeling up my leg, which seemed to land between my legs.

By the time I was eating, wet spots had appeared on my shirt, and I was trying not to think of Dad as a snack, but it was like trying not to think of a polka dot elephant, the more I tried not to think about his skin under my mouth, his cock, how his balls would feel, the more I thought about his skin, his dick hard and warm.

I finish my toast and I give him a hug from behind, pressing my body against his, managing to restrain myself from licking his neck. "I'm good with just the toast," the hug lasted far longer than normal and I set my plate beside the sink.

I pull myself reluctantly away, feeling a rush of blood surge to my tits, and I walk into the living room. I needed to put some space between myself and my dad, even as a rough, assertive voice echoed in my head.

'Male target acquired.' The voice whispered, purred, cajoled, the three words bouncing around in my head. I felt hot, and I closed my eyes. I hadn't slept well.
 
I tried to ignore the times you brushed your body up against mine. Your round ass rubbing against my dick when you scooted past me to make the toast. I was trying not to make the staring too obvious but I could not stop glancing at your breasts. They looked so perfect and perky. When there was a slight wet spot that formed I could see your nipples even better and that caused something deep inside me to awaken.

It brought back thoughts of the dream I had last night about sucking on your tits. I found myself fighting off the urge to want to do it still unaware that it wasn’t just a dream I had. My cock starting to stiffen in my pants and the outline was clearly visible of my long thick manhood.

“Alright sweetie. I’ll be in my office working on plans for an addition to a clients house.” I said and quickly left before you noticed my erection. Once in my office I closed the door and sighed out wondering why all of the sudden I was having this attraction towards my daughter. ‘This is so wrong Matt. She’s your daughter!’ I think to myself as I try to focus on my work.
 
I flick on the TV, and set it to one of the music channels. I close my eyes and run my hands under my top to play with my breasts, it feels like they have doubled in size, and the nipples are massively swollen, puffy, and wet. Somehow this doesn't surprise me and I'm unaware that the red rash has spread between my thighs, changing my pussy, increasing the sensitivity of my flesh and clitoris.

I begin moaning softly as I let one hand move down and I begin touching myself, not caring that I'm on the couch, in the open, with my dad in ear shot.

Feed Him.

the words rattle loudly, and it sounds strangely like me, and as if in a trance I remove my top, walk to my dad's office. My nipples faintly leaking, fluid droplets clinging to the cherry red peaks.

"Dad, I think something is wrong with me," my voice is hazy and I feel as if I have no control over my actions.

FEED HIM

echoes in my head and my movement seems a blur as I go from the doorway to sitting in his lap forcing a nipple into his mouth.

"Suck," a throaty growl emerges from my mouth.

"Suck harder," the strange voice is coming from me. I watch my Dad suckle me, switching breasts when one tit begins to dry up, and he says something, but I don't hear him. The room was spinning and I blacked out.
 
While working on the plans for the client’s addition on their house I hear you say you think something is wrong with you. I look up to see you topless in the doorway and my mouth drops open. I’m staring at my own daughter’s perky tits, but that isn’t all. They are pinkish red and your nipples are bright red. They are also glistening in the light from the liquid that is slightly leaking out.

“Oh my god... honey are you okay?” I asked concerned but then in one quick motion you close the gap between us and straddle me on the chair. “What are you...” I couldn’t finish my sentence before you press your nipple against my mouth. I struggle at first trying to get you off of me but you are very strong at the moment. I open my mouth to tell you to stop and that’s when the liquid leaking from your nipple hits my tongue.

I instantly grow quiet and my body reacts to the sweet liquid. My cock grows so hard beneath you growing bigger then it has ever been before and already oozing copious amounts of pre cum causing a wet spot to appear on my pants. My mind is telling me to stop and put an end to this but my lips are wrapped around your nipple sucking lovingly on your nipple. Swallowing mouthful after mouthful of the sweet liquid coming from your nipple. I couldn’t believe what was happening.
 
I woke up in my own bed, naked, and I glance down to see my skin is pink and I slowly move so I can see myself in the mirror. The rash or whatever had spread up and across my breasts, the nipples swollen and engorged.

Had I really force fed my father whatever was leaking from my breasts? I thought

"What kind of monster am I?" I whisper out loud, my voice husky, and I remove my pants, seeing the rash extends from a my neck down to my toes, and my injured toe is no longer swollen, but the scars from learning to ride a bike are gone, in fact every scar in the rash area was gone, as well as freckles.

I spread my legs and shifted so I could look at myself in the mirror, my pussy lips were bright red like my nipples, and wet. I was finger fucking myself when I heard that strange voice echo in my head.

'Hungry.' one word, and I had no idea what it meant, as I wasn't hungry, but I did feel thirsty. I mist have called out because Dad was in the doorway and I growled.

"Feed Me," the strange beast infecting me was hungry and I knew it wanted to eat my dad, and one tear rolled down my face.

"Please Daddy," my voice soft and weak.

"Feed Me," my body growled and I licked my lips.
 
I wasn’t sure how much time had passed but I eventually snapped out of the frenzy I was in while sucking your breasts. Once the liquid stopped flowing I had control over my body again and released your red nipple from my mouth. I moved your limo body off of me and noticed you were passed out.

I quickly carried you to your room and put you in your bed. I looked at your pink torso and breasts before covering you with the blanket. Was it some sort of rash that was covering your body? I had no idea what it was and I was tempted to called the doctor. I felt your head and there was no indication that you had a fever and your breathing was fine and everything. I went to go and get a glass of water.

I returned to your room noticing you were awake and writhing around in your bed. The taste of the sweet nectar I drank from your nipple still on my tongue and for some reason my cock was still hard and wouldn’t go down. I think it had to do with whatever it was you fed me. “Honey are you feeling okay?” I ask setting the glass down on your nightstand. “Do I need to take you to the hospital?”
 
It was a mistake for him to get so close, and I felt the beast within me take over, it pounced. In a blur of motion he was on my bed, and I was practically ripping his pants off. I took the glass of water and poured it down my body, the fluid seeming to cling to my pink skin, accentuating the full curves of my breasts, the smooth plane of my stomach, to trickle down to highlight my pussy.

I had him pinned down and I was facing his cock, the human part of me was shocked dad had an erection, the beast was licking my lips and looking forward to a taste.

I could hear my twisted voice echo in my head, to feed on him, to satisfy my hunger, and I was rapidly loosing the battle. My arms held him down as my tongue slowly licked from his balls upto the tip, over and over again, like an animal playing with it's food.

Inwardly I was screaming NO, and the beast replied back with a sinister YES, before my mouth swallowed up the tip of my dad's dick. I could no longer fight it, and I began to enjoy it, the hard flesh of his dick, the way my tongue seemed to dance along the shaft, how the tip was playing with my gag reflex. I inhaled deeply, and he was in my throat, it seemed impossible, but my some part of me realized that meant my dad's cock was above average in length. I began gulping swallowing, my throat rippling around the meaty dick as I moved my face, shoving him down, pulling back until the head was trapped in the embrace of my throat, managing to breath through my nose as I raped him with my mouth.

I was aware of the tears silently rolling down my face, and that in one moment I was looking at my father with desperation, then lust, then hunger, each time the feeling of being me growing shorter, and being something else growing longer.

I dug my nails into his butt, urging him to feed me, as I couldn't speak with his thick meat driving down my throat.
 
As I was asking if you were okay our eyes met and I could sense that you weren’t yourself. Then in one swift motion I was laying down on the bed and my pants were being ripped off. “Wait what are you doing?!” I shouted as my huge cock sprung free. The long thick length throbbing from how hard I was. Then you poured the water on yourself and a single drop didn’t seem to hit the bed instead it cling to your body making your pink flesh shiny and glisten.

I tried getting off the bed but somehow you had me pinned to the bed and I couldn’t move. What caused you to possess this amount of strength? I was starting to think that something else was controlling your body almost like you were possessed or something.

“Stop, you shouldn’t be doing this!” I protested as you started to lick my long shaft. Just your tongue on my cock felt so much better then any blowjob I’ve ever received before. Your tongue was so incredible warm and slippery from being so wet. Once you started to suck my cock I groaned out and was unable to form any words. The pleasure was incredible, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I laid there helplessly watching my daughter deepthroat my big cock.
 
Finally I closed my eyes, no longer wanting to see you, the beast within me content to focus on swallowing your cock, my wet mouth moving up and down, becoming more forceful, faster, sucking harder, feeling the swollen head struggle as it is pulled out and is trapped in my throat.

I begin growling the strange vibrations of the sound adding to the sensations of your cock. The beast seems happy you are resisting, it seems to enjoy working to get you to explode. The thing inside me, taking over, laughs inside my head, as it no longer has to hold you down.

One hand has moved to cup, fondle, caress your swollen balls. The other urges your hips to lift, to make you participate, as my strong soft somehow slippery fingers tease along your butt cheeks. The beast wants you to open up fully for exploration. I'm erotically horrified at the thought of touching your ass.
 
‘Fuck fuck fuck!’ I scream inside of my head as you continue sucking my cock like a pro, so good it’s almost inhuman. The way you suck me all the way inside your throat and work my shaft and balls it brings me so much pleasure. I’m fighting the urge to cum in my daughters mouth. You even stop holding me down and I make no attempt to run away.

My mind knows this is so wrong and I should stop it but my body is loving every single second of it. My long thick manhood coated in your warm slippery saliva. I feel your hand on my ass and even though I never had that done to me or even thought about it I did not stop you. “Daddy’s....going...to...cum!” I groan deeply.
 
One slippery finger, my pinky invades your ass and that's all it takes and I feel you erupt. I swallow, swallow, and swallow again feeling the fluids rushing down into my stomach. My pinky casually probes your butt, I begin to feel mellow and I turn my head, and it feels like a hiccup and the swollen head of your cock escapes my throat with a loud lurid slurping popping sound. I allow the shaft to escape my mouth and I casually like the tip, up and down along the slit, not allowing one drop of nectar to escape. Withdrawing my finger with a smile, licking my lips looking like a porn star from another planet.

I feel like I've just gorged on an entire turkey dinner as I slowly release your dick from my mouth. My skin is slowly fading and by the time I've curled up next to you on the bed, only one patch remains, and it's on my back where I used to have a pale birthmark.

All my other scars and freckles are gone, the only obvious signs of change, are my pink almost but not quite red nipples, which are puffy distended, and leaking again, and my barely A cup breasts are now easily C cup. I feel exhausted like I've run a marathon and I curl up next to my father like a tired sex kitten, closing my eyes and wondering if anything is real as I fade into sleep.
 
As I near the orgasm I try to tell you to stop because no father should ever cum inside his daughter’s mouth, but seconds later that’s exactly what I was doing. My whole body stiffened and I groaned a deep “Fuckkk!” And gripped the sheets on the bed tightly as I erupted. Spurt after spurt of fun shot out into your mouth and I felt like I was never going to stop cumming. I had no idea why but I came so much more then I usually do, double the load size.

I just watch in amazement as you lick up every drop of cum and leave my cock covered in your saliva and then come and curl up next to me. I am breathing heavily from having such an intense orgasm and staring up at the ceiling wondering what just happened.
 
I moved and stretched in my sleep curling up against my father's back, my hand roaming down to caress his slick and warm dick. My breasts pressed against him back, producing wet spots, as I nuzzled the back of his neck.

Whether my father would escape my touch while I slept, I did not know, but I was feeling very cuddly in my sleep, my body taking a brief but my needed rest. I roused about 15 minutes later, feeling energized.
 
As I laid there I felt you roll over and cuddle against me. Your warm soft tits pressing against my back and I felt warm wet spots where your breasts were touching me. It made me think about the sweet liquid I sucked out of your breasts earlier. I was trying to figure out what that could have been on top of the changes to your body. I was so focused on the thinking I didn’t even try to escape your hand coming around to caress my cock which on top of you touching it and thinking about sucking your tits causes me to get hard again.

‘Is this all just some weird dream? Could she be really sick? Is she possessed?’ Countless thoughts running through my head as I try to figure out what was happening to you. I then felt you start to move again and that snapped me out of my thoughts. I laid there silent unsure what to say or whether or not you’d be your ‘other’ self.
 
I'd been dreaming of a former boyfriend, but was startled to find myself in bed with my dad. Which meant I'd.....my thoughts stuttered.....I'd sucked his cock like a delicious candy, swallowed his.....my thoughts stuttered again. I knew when I opened my eyes I would see my father, who had struggled, but eventually succumbed to me.

That thought had me wide awake, and in a languid motion I had pulled away, pressed him down on his back, and straddled him. My nipples were leaking, again, which should have not seemed normal to me, even as it seemed completely natural. The fluid was oddly reddish, not like blood, but more like cherry cough syrup and my hand was stroking his cock that was pressed between us. My wet hungry pussy pressed against the base.

I seemed to have little control over my actions, even as I noticed my skin was pale, natural looking. I had no idea my eyes were violet, as I stared at my father leaned in and commanded him to suck. "If you are a really good Daddy I'll let you taste my hot pussy."
 
Next thing I knew I was on my back with you on top of me. Your hand stroking my cock and your wet pussy rubbing against the base. Pre cum oozing from the tip. I looked at your hand on my cock then back up your body staring at your perky tits that were leaking red fluid. It looked nothing like blood so I wasn’t concerned about that.

“Sweetie are you hurt?” I was interrupted by you leaning forward and commanding me to suck your nipples. “No I won’t!” But my body betrayed me and right after speaking my mouth was on your right breast and I was sucking lovingly. As I swallowed the sweet red fluid my cock grew even bigger in your hand seeming so massive against your petite frame. As I sucked I swirled my tongue around your nipple trying to pleasure you.

Why I was doing these things I didn’t know, but no matter how many times I thought about how wrong it was I couldn’t stop my body from doing these things. I made sure not to waste a single drop of the red fluid. I even ran my tongue over your entire breast to lick up the fluid that was leaking earlier.
 
"That feels so good Daddy," I purr, closing my eyes, casually sitting up bringing you up with me, your mouth firmly attached to my breasts. When they stop leaking I watch you lick around the strange swollen nipples to seek out what had been expressed from my breasts before his mouth devoured them.

My hand was stroking him, my fingers soft tiny and pale compared to his cock. "You want to eat me now," I leaned back moving my hand from your cock to my very red pussy.

"If you are really good Daddy, I might let you eat me after." After what I didn't say, but it lay thick and implied between us, that you'd be inside me between pussy dining.

I shifted lying on my side, my upper leg bent, exposing my wet fragrant sex.
 
It was almost hard for you to pull my head from your breasts because I did not want to stop sucking and licking on them. The red fluid was so sweet and delicious I wanted more and more. It was addictive and almost intoxicating it drove me into a lust filled daze. What was right and wrong was no longer a concern for me. What was now a concern was drinking more and tasting more of you and pleasuring you. This strange fluid having such a powerful effect on me.

Several strands of my saliva mixed with the red fluid stretched between my lips and your tits as you moved away from me. After you asked if I wanted to eat you and you laid back I was moving forward slowly. I wanted to stop this but due to the effect the fluid had on me I couldn’t control my body it was like it was on autopilot and I was watching.

I moved between your legs and ran my tongue along your wet slit. The taste of your pussy juices were even more delicious then the fluid from your breasts. My cock pulsing and growing even bigger as your pussy juices coated my tongue.

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I spread myself for you, and my voice husky I encourage you to dip your fingers in and get a good taste. I purr a soft almost sinister sound, whispering Daddy, as I gaze down upon you. Feeling stronger as you feed on me, feeling a strange sort of harmony between us.

The voice whispers in my head, telling me to lay back and enjoy this, and my eyes flicker open and closed, seeing my dad snacking on my needy cunt seemed like the most normal thing in the world. I hear the voice mutter about a genetic match, and I realize that thing, whatever it was, wanted this, wanted us to feed on each other, to taste each other, to eventually be joined together.

I could sense all of this in a brief glimpse of the beasts desires, needs, hungers, that whatever it was that lived inside me was changing me for it's own needs, was also changing my father to meet those needs. I could see his cock, full lush, gorgeous, and his balls beginning to swell again, as my fluids replenished his, and his fluids had replenished mine, each time it cycled through us growing stronger, more potent, making me begin to hunger for his cock again, even as knew if he flooded my pussy it would feed me better than when I'd devoured him.

"Yes, Daddy, make me cum on your tongue." I purred my voice cracking as I spoke in my own voice.
 
I’m addition to your moans the air was filled with the sound of my tongue lapping at your very wet pussy and me slurping up the copious amounts of your sweet juices. The more I tasted you the more I became addicted to the forbidden taste of my daughter’s pussy. My tongue flicking against your clit for a little then I suck on it lightly.

I was already skilled at eating pussy but your juices somehow made me better at it. It was almost like tastings the sweet liquid from your nipples and your pussy juices changed some things about me. Like my cock was several inches bigger then it usually was. That only happened after I sucked on your nipples and tasted that sweet fluid. The taste of those two fluids combined on my tongue was a delicious cocktail that I somehow knew even after this I would be craving the taste.
 
My skin began to flush, slowly the pink spreading from my nipples, cunt, and the spot on my back until I was fully changed, my skin a lush dark pink, my eyes violet, my arms and legs slightly more muscular, my pale blonde hair looking rather innocent and incongruous to my coloring. I growled, pressing my wet snatch up against my Father's mouth telling him he's such a good pussy licker, urging him, telling him to spread me open to feel how warm, and wet I was inside.

I was completely submerged in the alien being, it was somehow a shadow or reflection of me, that it pulled on my experiences and thoughts to speak, but it had it's own dark agenda. "That's it Daddy, make your little girl come all over your tongue."
 
I looked up at you and watched in astonishment as the pink from your nipples and pussy spread to cover your whole body. I stopped licking as I watched in disbelief at this inhuman feat. It was almost like you were an alien...no it can’t be I thought to myself. As you thrusted your push back against my mouth I went back to eating you out.

While sucking on your clit I ran my hand up to your soaking wet pussy and spread you me pussy lips then ran my tongue down to your entrance and slipped my tongue into your hole feeling how incredible warm you were inside making me crave that feeling around my cock. I reached my other hand up and began to caress your perky tits which were wet from the red fluid. I smeared it over your flesh and even switched my hands so the one soaked with the red fluid would mix it with your push juices as I spread you open.
 
I growled loudly, "Yes Daddy, make me cum, make me feel good," feeling a surge of need when you apply the sweetness from my nipples to my cunt. Time seems to slow down, each stroke of your tongue taking a lifetime, and when I finally reach the peak of my pleasure, my pussy oozes a sweet sticky honey like substance.

I should feel horrified, but I just want more, and my hips buck, noticing your neglected cock.

"Fuck Me, Now" my strange guttural combined voice with the alien being infesting me echoing against the walls, the sound filling the room with a thrumming vibrational force. Making it a command, not a request.
 
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