Candy Pikachu 5 by sandstorm3636
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Lily is fishing with her father by a lake, but he is more interested in her body.
The sun reflecting off of the lake was blinding Lily, making her vision hazy. She could not focus at all and felt like she had forgotten where she was and why she was there. After a moment of trying to focus, she found herself standing on the side of a lake, holding a fishing hook and line and wearing nothing but jean overalls.
She kept trying to thread the hook but could not get it right. Her fingers felt stubby and useless, like she could not control them properly. Without knowing why, she began to cry from her inability to perform such a simple task.
Her father noticed her noise and came back from his spot on the dock. He set down his pole and took the hook and thread from her. She smiled as she watched him attach the two pieces together but her smile vanished when she saw an eerie grin on Max’s face.
She thought he was going to hand them back to her, but instead he pulled the strap of her overall aside, exposing her bare breast. He grabbed it with his full fist and squeezed it until it was red. She watched in horror as he pressed the hook to the side of her deformed mammary and plunged it through. For some reason there was no blood and the sensation felt more numbing than painful. However, she knew it should’ve been painful and it upset her, making her cry more.
Max wound the fishing wire around the base of her breast to keep it deformed. He then cut the line off and proceeded to attach another hook. Lily eventually calmed down; it was hard to keep crying when Max was ignoring her and she really couldn’t feel anything.
Suddenly Max plunged another hook into her other breast, this time without any squeezing or wire. She stared at him in confusion, unable to process the sensation. She was not sure what she had done to anger him so much. Normally he only hurt or threatened her when she was not getting him off fast enough.
After a while, Lily’s focus waned and she found herself standing on the edge of the lake with her pole in hand and line already cast into the water. A tug alerted her to the fact she had caught something. The pole was practically yanked out of her small hands though and she had to call to her father for help.
Max appeared behind her without any noise and placed his arms around her waist, keeping her from stumbling into the lake as the pole in her hands beckoned her. She tried to wind the real but it was stuck. She then tried to hand the pole to her father but he was not paying attention anymore. Instead, he had pulled the straps of her overalls off her shoulders and was pulling the entire outfit down.
Lily was too preoccupied holding the pole to stop him and soon she was standing naked on the shore with her clothes around her feet. She was too confused to even ask why she had no panties on beneath her overalls. She winced when she felt Max’s fingers brushing against her labia. On instinct, she stepped out of her clothes on the ground and widened her stance, presenting her butt to him so he could poke her anus as he always did.
A hard slap to her ass informed her Max was not happy with her initiative. He instead continued to play with her clit and cunt. Lily’s eyes began to flutter and her hips started to shake. She let go of the pole and ignored it as it was dragged into the lake and under the water. She grabbed her face and looked straight up, trying to keep her eyes from crossing. She could not describe the sensation going through her loins but it felt more intense than any of the times her father had played with her asshole before.
Additionally, she could feel it more than the pain in her breasts or even the sun on her bare skin. For some reason, nothing else felt real to her. When Max finally plunged his cock into her, she was beyond confused. It felt smaller than any of the times he had forced it into her anus. It did not twist her bowels or stretch the hole at all. It felt more like his finger than his cock.
“What’s wrong, babygirl,” Max cooed in her ear. “Don’t you like it? Didn’t you want this? I saw you thrusting against the mower gear. You wanted to lose your virginity, didn’t you?”
Lily did not know how to respond. Instead she just stared down at her crotch. She could barely see her father’s cock entering her from behind but she could feel a tugging on her cunt. “Speak up already!” Max was getting annoyed with her silence. She did not know why as she hardly spoke while he was raping her usually.
Impatient waiting for a response, Max kicked Lily’s legs apart, causing her to fall to the ground. He then put his hand on the back of her head and plunged her face into the water in front of her. Lily’s eyes bulged as she began to kick and struggle. Last time he had put her head under water, he had lowered her slowly while kissing her. This time it was sudden and she was unprepared.
She felt a burning in her lungs as she struggled not to breathe in. At the same time she felt the cock reentering her cunt from behind. She tried to kick at Max to ward him off. How dare he try to fuck her while drowning her? She only obediently let him rape her because she feared he would kill her. If he was going to anyway, why should she let him enjoy her body first?
After a while of squirming and kicking with her eyes thoroughly clenched shut, Lily’s chest began to heave. She felt her lungs trying to breathe in against her sealed lips. She also felt a stinging on her cheek as Max slapped her repeatedly. That confused her more as she was sure he was fucking her from behind and could not slap her without turning her head which would allow her to breathe.
Finally she opened her eyes and to her shock, found herself lying on her back. Furthermore she was not by the lake shore and was actually in her own bed. She was almost naked with her night shirt above her chest and shorts down to her knees, but it was obvious everything else had been a dream; everything except for Max.
Her father was above her, straddling her stomach and slapping her face to wake her up. “Breathe,” he ordered her. “Why are you holding your breath?”
Lily gasped loudly as she realized her dream had been causing her to suffocate herself. Looking down her front she saw the redness in her breasts from having them played with, but there were no hooks through them, which explained the lack of pain. She felt her cheeks turning red in embarrassment. Why had she dreamed such a thing? Did she want her father to torture her more than he already did?
Further investigation revealed Max was in fact delving her cunt with his fingers, not his cock, which explained why it felt so different from her expectations. It was actually less surprising as Max had only ever touched her cunt and never actually penetrated it with his cock.
“What do you want?” Lily groaned from beneath Max. If they weren’t father and daughter it would be a romantically kinky sight; a man straddling his lover’s chest with his fingers inside her privates, posed to penetrate the valley of her breasts or perhaps her mouth.