Beginnings Ch. 07

(This chapter takes a turn. If you aren't comfortable with family relations, don't read this one)

As usual, I had highly sexual dreams. The one I remembered most was a replay of yesterday's fun with Evan and Trevor, except this time, Trevor was putting that big sausage inside of me. I imagined it nearly splitting me open, and him dumping cups of cum in me. And, while the real me knew it had to be painful, dreaming me was begging him to slam his thick meat in me. Were these just weird dreams, or prophecies? Anyway, I woke up early, worried about Dad. I still had my silicone breasts glued to my chest (I couldn't resist sleeping in them for the first time) so I put light makeup on, brushed my hair out, and slipped on a loose fitting, but short, summer dress on. I made my way to the kitchen, trying to be quiet, and made breakfast. I was almost ready to put biscuits, eggs, bacon on plates, when the aroma of coffee woke Dad.

He walked up behind me, leaned down and kissed my cheek, and whispered, "Thanks, Honey, for last night, and this, breakfast, this morning. I was crazy to drink so much. " When I turned with the plates, his eyes caught the bumps of my breasts, and he really smiled."Oh, Valerie, they look even better than I thought. They are perfect for you. Umm... it might be weird, but, can I...feel them?"

I know I blushed, but I put the plates on the table, and poured our coffees, and said, "S-sure Dad, after all, you bought them. I guess it's only fair." I dropped my arms and stood in front of him. His big hands cupped each one, and he let his fingers squeeze and explore.

He pulled away, and sat to eat. I followed. After a couple of bites, he cleared his throat and said, "they feel pretty real. Do you like them? I mean, does it feel right, to have them on? You aren't just wearing them because They are a gift, are you?" I shook my head no, and swallowed my food.

"I...love them. It really makes me feel more like Valerie. Thank you so much. I was so happy to find them, and putting them ON? Wow, Honestly, makes me want real ones. Oh, crap, did I say that out loud?"

Dad laughed out loud, and replied, "You did. And, I guess, with your mom gone, you have decisions to make, about your future. We don't have a lot of money, but I will help with anything I can."

I sat in silence, chewing the food, and my thoughts. He kept eating, watching me, patiently waiting.

"Dad, I know this is all still pretty new, but, I've never been happier, or felt more ...me, in my life. It's like, before, there was something always missing. I never fit in anywhere. I'm sure there will be some flak from school, and some of the bullies, but, I want to be Valerie all the time...IF you are ok with it. And, it's weird, but... I don't FEEL gay, but (blushing again) when I'm Valerie, it's so natural to, um... WANT to make guys feel good. And, I must be pretty good at it. It's awkward to admit it, but, it feels better to tell you."

He reached out, took my hand, noticing the pink nail polish for the first time. "I was pretty sure that was your answer. I will take off work tomorrow. We can go to the court house, get your name changed, make an appointment with the doctor about starting you on estrogen, or whatever they use these days, and, since you only have a few outfits, I guess we could go shopping to buy a few things, today, ok? Do I need to go to the school with you, to sort that out? I never dreamed I'd go from having a nerdy, insecure son, to having a sexy, outgoing daughter, in just a few weeks. Oh, and uh, the...sex thing? I, I've been reading about that. I guess it's a normal reaction. Your feminine self is just reacting."

I was beaming. "You think I'm sexy, Dad? You aren't just saying that to make me feel good?"

He looked surprised and said, " Not a chance! The first time I saw you, I thought, oh, to be young, and single....AND not be your Dad." He chuckled at that. I got up, leaned over, kissed his cheek. I cleaned the dishes, put everything away, got out some pumps to wear. Dad and I spent the afternoon, running around stores, holding hands and shopping. Every time someone would look strangely at us, Dad would, in a loud voice ask, "Doesn't my daughter look beautiful?" Which, of course, embarrassed me, AND the people who were assuming something else. We had a blast. I think it really took his mind off Mom for a few hours.

We got a pizza and headed home. While we were heating it up, Dad asked if I'd like a beer. Wow, he'd never asked me before, so of course I answered yes. We sat on the couch, devouring pizza, swilling down beers, and watching a movie. Dad wrapped his arm around me and I leaned in closer. I'm not sure why, but it felt pretty normal, just Dad, daughter bonding. After 3 beers, I was buzzing, and I liked that feeling. Dad was up on me by at least 2 beers, and we both made trips to the bathroom. Sitting back down, though, we resumed our spots on the couch.

Dad leaned over, kissed the top of my head and said, "I love you, Valerie." I kissed his cheek and told him I loved him too. This softer side of Dad was making me love him so much more. With Mom out of our lives, we needed each other more. I was into the movie, and am not sure just when I realized that Dad's fingers were cupping my right silicone breast. I obviously didn't feel all that he was doing, but did feel the pressure on my chest, AND couldn't ignore the bulge growing in his pants. CRAP, he's getting excited. What the hell do I do?

I sat there, trying not to stare at it, or focus on him caressing my "boob", but the buzz was not helping. I looked up at him, his eyes still on the screen, but a smile on his face. I think he MUST be pretty buzzed as well, because...you know, I'm, well...

I felt his hand slide under my "breast" and on my hip, then down to my thigh. I'm trembling, unsure what to do as his fingers are slowly pulling the hem of my dress higher. A glance at his cock showed me it was at full mast, and my dress is bunched up on my stomach, I swallowed hard as his fingertips rubbed the "mound" in the front of my panties,that still looked like a females.

"Dad! Dad,, you-you're... touching me."

He looked down at my legs, my panties, covered by his hand, and whispered, "Oh, Valerie. You are so sexy. I didn't mean to but, but...a man has needs. It's been so long for me, and you look sooo good. I need you, honey...please."

My mouth fell open. This is my DAD. I can't do this....can I? I know he saw the shocked look on my face, but he pulled my hand to his hard cock. Feel this, baby? I need help. You...you said you loved doing it. Can't you help Your Dad, just once?" It was at that moment that I knew I shouldn't have opened up so much. But, here we were, a sex starved wanna be girl, and an extremely horny man. I lowered my eyes, and my face, and unzipped him. I pulled his long hard cock free and he gasped, and put his other hand on my head. "YES, Baby, Yes! Do it, I need you!"

I closed my eyes, and ran my tongue on the head of his cock, he was already leaking precum, and his moans got louder. "God, yes, Valerie, don't stop! Take it all!" He was thrusting his hips higher, forcing his cock through my lips, and I swirled my tongue around him. So, I'm not only sucking cocks in a dress and makeup, I'm sucking my own Dad's cock. "Oh, BABY, it's SO good!! Suck me, make me cum ,Valerie!!" He was nearly shouting, thrashing, twisting,His hand on my head, and pressing on my mound as I sucked him as deep as I could. I was inching him into my throat, a little more each time, and he was freaking out.

Apparently, NOT something Mom had ever done (no shock) I'm not sure why, but it made me want to do more. Give him an experience he'd never felt. I felt him thrust up, and push that cock head into my throat as he yelled, "FUCK!!!" I felt his cum shooting in my throat, until I had to pull back for breath, and he still kept cumming. When he stopped cumming, I licked him clean. He pulled me up to kiss me, full on the lips! I NEVER expected that, either! He held me tight to him, his cock never softening.

Looking in my eyes he shakily asked,"Baby, can I take you to bed? Umm...make you a woman? Are you... ready for that?" Oh, shit! I didn't see THAT coming. WAS I ready, for that next step? And, with my own Dad? He kept kissing me, rubbing his hands up and down my back, cupping my ass, thighs.

This is not how I imagined things going. Part of me knew at some point I'd be going further, but here? Now? And, poor Dad, so desperate for intimacy.

I took a deep breath, nodded yes. Who else loved me more? No one, ever. I got up, pulled him up, told him to get in bed, and I went to the bathroom. I found some coconut oil, and pressed it in me, and brought some to bed, to rub on Dad's still hard cock. He laid me on my back, spread my legs and said, I'll be gentle, baby. Your first time should be something to remember. (I thought to myself, he's talking just like I'm a girl, losing her virginity) His fingers played on my star, gently pushing in, working it around. "Go ahead, Dad, I think I'm ready." As I felt his head slowly pushing in, I remembered the previous night's dream of getting stuffed and the pain, but So far, it wasn't bad. Dad pushed his fat head in, then waited, until he was sure I'd relaxed, then pushed more. I gasped, and he stopped.

I assured him it was ok, He was filling me, but not as much pain as I imagined. He was giving me small kisses as he inched in, until I felt him pushed against my scrotum. I squeezed him a little with my legs, and he backed up, then pushed back in, a little more forcefully each time. "You are so tight, baby, just like your mother was." I don't know WHY I liked that? But I did, and started thrusting up to meet him. He was fucking me LIKE I was his daughter, it made me smile. I WAS Valerie, and I was giving him pleasure.

"Fuck me, Daddy, fill me with your seed. Make me a woman!" And we both increased our thrusts. By now, there was only pleasure as my sleeve took all of him. And calling him "daddy", something I'd not done since I was maybe 6, drove him to fuck me harder and faster.

"Yes, sweet girl, I'm going to fill you up! Breed you!" At first, I'd get annoyed, when he'd slow down, trying not to cum so fast, but every time, he'd come back with a vengeance, and it would drive me closer. My "clit" was leaking, and I felt myself about to cum, from deep in me. So much stronger than anything I'd felt before.

"Oh, Daddy, hurry, I'm going to cum!!!" And he pistoned into me until we both bucked and shuddered.

The feeling of hot cum filling me was so damned intense! I knew this was the me I'd been meant to be. I held Dad to me, wrapping arms and legs around him until his cock FINALLY softened and withdrew, and his cum leaked out of me, pooling on the bed.

I woke, with Dad still half covering me, so I had to push him a bit, so I could get to the bathroom. He opened his eyes, kissed my forehead. I crawled off the bed and was shocked to feel how sore I was. Legs, hips, ass, WOW. Oh, yeah, guess there was a reason. "I'm getting a Shower, Dad."

I let the hot water run over me, as I washed off yesterday's makeup, and sex. I stepped out as Dad came in, looking a little sheepish. Before he could say anything, I put my finger to his lips. "It's ok, Dad. It was probably going to happen , sooner or later, and, I think we both enjoyed it. Let's talk over breakfast. I dried off, put makeup on, slipped a sheer nightgown over me, to make breakfast. Dad came in, hugged me from behind.

"I'm so sorry, Valerie, I overstepped. I let the beer, and my own needs take control." I know he was sincere, but I also feel his cock against my butt. Part of him wasn't sorry. I had to giggle, and I pressed back against it.

"Part of you wants to do it again." He blushed, and I put our plates on the table. "It really is ok, Dad. I didn't think it would be YOU, but I knew it was only a matter of time. Besides, I think I'm glad it WAS you. You were so gentle and loving, and I can't think of anyone that loves me more, or, (laughing) who NEEDED it more. You were a STUD! Mom doesn't know what she's missing. Let's eat, get dressed, go to the school, doctor, and courthouse, THEN we can come home, and see if we want to try it again. It won't be a regular thing, but, I don't think I'll mind sharing a bed with my handsome Dad sometimes.

We got some looks at school, but the only person who recognized me was Beth. She smiled SO big when she saw me, and gave me a hug. She hugged Dad, too, and told him she was so proud of him for supporting me. We BOTH got a kick out of the jock that always harassed me, hit on me. I figured I'd save my surprise to him, for another time. As far as the students knew, Valerie was a transfer from another school.

We had to do a paper chase at the courthouse, but an hour later, I was legally Valerie Jane Reynolds. It was 2 hours at the doctor's office. Tests ran, inquisition on WHY I wanted to be a girl. (Duh, just LOOK at me) Anyway, I went home with a script for hormones, and testosterone blockers. I think I'd embarrassed the Dr, as he told me that the blockers would eventually cause me to lose erections, and I told him I was having much more fun not using it.

Looking back on it, all the time I spent, oogling girls, only to realize I wanted to LOOK like them. And from there, when you look like a girl, what does a guy want? I felt it was my duty, to give them what they want, AND have a few orgasms in the process. On the way home, I leaned over, put my hand on Dad's lap, and said, "Dad, You back to work , and I go back to school, tomorrow. I suggest we get some take out, and enjoy the evening. Sound good?"

{ Hope you enjoyed this story. I had fun writing it.}