Like Father, Like Daughter Ch. 06

*Hello! Oghma here! I wanted to do something special after over a year on Literotica. So here we are, another chapter with Brigid and Owen Leigh! I still have one more project to do before I return to "The Preacher's Son" but rest assured it is high on my list. See you all next time and enjoy the story!"

**Disclaimer: Incest, unrealistic sizes, fantasy elements, and excessive cumshots ahead. All characters depicted in sexual situations within are of 18 years of age or older.**

Goddess, not 3 months ago her life had been so dull and ordinary. Who would have guessed one act of passion would have snowballed to a newer, better life? After much discussion with the school staff, she had been allowed to go back to school and special accommodations were granted to her now that she had come out as a Breeder. It wasn't much, they obviously didn't want her having sex out in the open and all that, but the suspension was stricken from her permanent record and she was allowed to graduate without any issue. Not to say there wasn't any sort of fallout from the whole thing. Just walking down the hallways caused heads to turn, even before she started to show. Sure, being so...stacked for lack of a better term had always made that happen anyways, but now people were whispering amongst themselves at the sight of her. Brigid didn't need to hear them to know what they were saying; Gossip about the whole "Breeder" thing, calling her words like "slut" or "thot" ... the rapidly growing Belly certainly didn't help things. Brigid was certain that by now the question of who the father was circulating widely. Naturally, she had been keeping mum about the whole thing. Getting caught having sex at school was one thing, turning out to be a Breeder was another...but she would never be able to live it down if word got out that her own dad knocked her up.

Brigid sighed in exasperation. She was dragging this whole thing out too much. Sooner or later she would have to get out of the car and head to school. With that, she turned the key to the off position and pulled it out. After placing it in a pocket in her backpack and zipping it up, she exited and began her daily "walk of shame."

*

"Brigid! Over here!" came the call from across the hallway, drawing her attention towards the speaker. Though she had recognized the voice instantly, she was relieved to see a familiar and friendly face. Alyssa was a dear friend of hers, she'd even go as far as to say her best friend. One only needed a cursory glance to tell that she was of Native American ancestry; Long thick dark hair, a reddish brown shade of skin, and coffee brown eyes. Indeed she was a proud Chumash descendant, even if her birth parents were long dead and she had been raised by a Caucasian adopted family. She was about Brigid's age, a little older by a month and a half. The two of them had been friends since their early teen years, when they both began to develop rapidly and exponentially. Alyssa was similarly built to Brigid, with enormous breasts, wide hips and a butt to match. Not as large as Brigid's own curves mind you, especially not after the added boost of pregnancy. A common nickname that had floated around for the two of them were the "Stacked Sisters." It started out as a way to tease them in the girl's locker room, but had become a bit of a term of endearment.

"Alyssa!" she called out in relief as she got closer, a wide smile plastered on her face. Brigid would have given her a big hug if it weren't for the now well protruding pregnant belly she was sporting. Instead, the two of them started their trek towards the classroom.

"So how much longer?" Alyssa queried. A simple question, but Brigid knew what she meant. Unlike most of her fellow students, Alyssa had been nothing but excited and supportive of her decision to Breed. Had she the ability to support them, Brigid would have made her the Godmother.

"Less than a month!" Brigid replied happily, bringing a hand to rest on her belly. The quintuplets were moving around a little bit, but only softly and gently enough to remind her that they were there. "We're aiming for a delivery before Graduation."

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Alyssa squealed in delight. "Have you thought of any names yet?"

"Well, obviously the firstborn Daughter's gonna be named Colleen." Brigid continued. 3 girls and 2 boys. Those pills had really done their job and then some. "But we-I've been thinking over what to name the rest of them. I'm really fond of the name "Amira" all of the sudden, but there's a bit of a debate with-with the father." She caught herself before she revealed just who that was. Alyssa then stopped walking. Brigid took a few more steps before she noticed that her friend wasn't following anymore. That's odd, they weren't even close to homeroom just yet, why would she stop? Brigid turned around to face Alyssa. She noticed that she was looking down at the ground (or at least she would be if she could actually see the ground) and was lost in deep thought. "Something wrong?"

"Oh! Uh..." Alyssa said as she snapped back to reality. "Sorry I was just... It's nothing." That was a pretty obvious lie. Brigid naturally felt a need to press further.

"Alyssa... you know I don't buy that." She responded, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Come on... you can tell me what it is. Stacked Sisters forever?" Brigid flashed a smile as she said that. It took a minute for Alyssa to process everything before she started to laugh.

"Right, Stacked Sisters forever!" Alyssa laugh. "It's kind of... I think I might be jealous of you."

"Jealous?" Brigid asked in confusion.

"Yeah... you're gonna be a mom real soon, you've got a fast track to UCLA thanks to that IBE support you told me about...and you've found the perfect guy to share that all with." That last one felt particularly charged. It seemed like it was the one factor bothering Alyssa the most.

"It...I mean, I didn't do anything too special to end up with uh...with him." Brigid stammered. This was going to be really hard to explain without revealing too much. "It just kind happened, one little moment lead to...lead to all this. It was just luck you know?"

"No...no I know." Alyssa replied with a nod. "But... why can't something like that happen to me?"

"It will!" Brigid reassured. "Look... sometimes you just gotta go for it, let the ma-guy you love know how you feel!"

"That's just it!" Alyssa exclaimed in a louder tone than she probably should have used. Clearly this was something weighing pretty heavily on her. "He's...someone I shouldn't have feelings for at all! I know it's impossible for us to end up together, and I keep trying to get over him and move on. But... but I can't help how I feel! I never felt this strong about anyone before! Not Ken Adams in 8th Grade, not Ahmed not...not anyone." Alyssa looked to be on the verge of tears. Brigid had to do something lest she get any worse.

"Who is it Alyssa? Is it someone we know?" asked Brigid.

"P-Promise you won't be mad?" Alyssa was avoiding Brigid's gaze.

"Of course!"

"It's..."

*

"Me?!" Owen gawked at the sudden revelation. Despite having Brigid between his legs sucking him off, he still found himself overwhelmed by the surprise. That was unfortunate, Brigid was planning on using blowjobs to calm him down if she ever needed it. Not that she really needed a reason to suck him off. She'd taken to giving him a blowjob when she returned home from school, sort of an "After School snack". Her hunger for cum had only increased after getting knocked up, but as far as pregnancy cravings went it was an itch pretty easily scratched. Owen always made sure to save the first day's load for this, as she told him it was always the thickest and creamiest. "Alyssa has feelings for me?" he repeated as if that would somehow change the information.

"Mmmhhmmm!" Brigid answered before removing her mouth from his cock. The absence of the phallus in her mouth left a slight pang of longing, she quickly alleviated it by running her tongue up and down the length of the shaft, occasionally lapping up a stream of precum. "That's what she told me. She says it's been a thing she'd nursed for a long time." She then planted a wet smooch on the tip, smearing a bit of her lipstick around it. "Can't say I'm surprised."

"What? What do you mean?" Owen asked in-between groans. Brigid stopped, a little bewildered by his confusion.

"Um... Daddy?" She asked as she popped off again to look him in the eyes. This time she didn't notice the absence nearly as much, as she was a little more focused on explaining something to her father. "You've been nothing but the nicest most comforting Dad to me, especially when she was around. You were the guy who let her stay overnight and cry into your shoulder when she broke up with Ahmed. You were the guy who got those bullies to give her purse back in 6th grade. You were the guy who..." Brigid exposited, listing a long string of things he had done for her. "Plus, she's seen you without a shirt more than once Daddy, how could any girl resist a sight like that?"

"Well... " Chuckled Owen, scratching his nose. He didn't take flattery all that well, but he still appreciated hearing it. "I guess I can't argue with that."

"Do you think she's pretty Daddy?" Brigid asked. Ouch, that really felt like a loaded question.

"Well-ah-I..." Owen stammered, unsure what exactly she wanted to hear from him. "Yes I suppose I do. But that doesn't mean-I mean I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world, but..."

"Daddy." She said simply, drawing him in for a hug. "It's okay... you know we've talked about this whole poly stuff before right? Sharing you with Amira didn't bother me, so why would this?"

"Yes but..." he responded. "But I thought that was just about sex Blossom. If she's as serious as you say she is, that's a whole different matter."

"I know. Believe me I know." Brigid whispered solemly. "But you know... I think I'm okay with it." Owen practically recoiled at the sound of that. "I think we both know we don't choose who we fall for." Well, that was something he really couldn't argue with. "Alyssa can't help her feelings Daddy. And you know? She's always been there for me, I care about her and I..." she paused, this was a first admission even to herself. "I think I might love her too." Owen needed a minute to process that. After she learned what she was, Brigid's bisexual side had become quite prominent. Sure, he'd always suspected that she had nursed those feelings, it was extremely common amongst Breeders after all (even he'd dallied in such things in the past). But it seemed that awakening to her true nature had made her more attuned to said feelings.

"Are you sure?" It was the only thing he could think to ask. But he had to make sure it wasn't just Brigid trying to rationalize and justify sharing him like this.

"...Yes." She finally replied. "I guess I... I never really thought about it as romantic love you know?" She looked up at him, and a warm smile of relief spread across her face. "Honestly? I think I just wasn't willing to give up big dick." She said with a laugh. "And now that I don't have to choose, well... isn't polyamory great?"

"I guess that's one way to look at it!" Owen returned the gesture with a laugh of his own. "But are you sure she can handle me?" That was the second big concern on his mind. He hadn't had sex with a normal human since... well, before he'd even met Colleen back when he could still physically fit in someone like that. "Because that's going to be a problem if she can't."

"Oh! Oh don't worry about that Daddy!" Brigid frantically reassured, waving her hands around. "She's..." this secret was only revealed to her near the beginning of her coming out, and normally she wouldn't be one to reveal such a trusted secret. But... well, if this was going to work she would have to put her father's mind at ease. "She's a Breeder too Daddy." Owen said nothing for a good long while, completely dumbfounded by the revelation.

"Are you serious?"

"Yep!" Brigid chirped with a nod. "She told me so. Says she's not ready to come out but... it makes sense y'know? She's got the body of a Breeder just like me."

"I see... well then. I guess I could get behind this." He said with a hint of relief.

"Or her!" Brigid giggled. "But we can worry about that later Daddy. Right now I think we've got more important things to think about." She gestured back towards his cock, still standing tall despite the distractions.

*

Alyssa found it a little hard to breathe, the nervous tightness in her chest constricted like an industrial vice. When Brigid had told her to come to visit today, she had said two things; The first was that Owen would hear her out and to "Expect the best". And the second thing was to dress as sexily as she possibly could. On that front she had made sure to follow through, even if it was a bit embarrassing.

Her adopted parents weren't exactly the most conservative people, and she was given quite a lot of leeway when it came to how she could dress. Although she couldn't go full out with the bedroom outfit, she had managed a pretty racy ensemble to entice Owen. Her shirt was a tight red and white striped off-shoulder design. While it wasn't especially low cut, her expansive K cup chest stretched it out enough to provide cleavage. If one were inclined to glance between her tremendous breasts and killer hips, they would notice a glittering naval ring. A simple hoop with a reflective gilded sheen, real gold leaf but not of the purest quality. Beneath that glimmering accessory was a pair of tight low riding jeans. The buckle had been undone, as it was the only way they could fit on such broad breeding hips. Clearly visible were the straps of her thong, jet black and of a fine textile. Any boy she'd been with would have taken this as an invitation to her bed. But the real question was, would it work on a man? Well, there was only one way to know for sure. With one last deep breath, she pressed the doorbell. The familiar chime rang through the air. It took a moment for someone to actually answer the door.

"Alyssa! Hello!!" Owen said in a warm greeting. He was surprisingly nonchalant about her clothes, not that she would have noticed at the moment however, as she was too entranced with what HE was wearing. Owen had gone for the simple black sleeveless undershirt, which clung tightly to his chiseled musculature. Alyssa had wondered earlier if she had just imagined or exaggerated how ripped he was, some kind of trick her mind had played on her. Not in the slightest. If anything she had been underselling it. His perfectly cut pectorals, washboard 8 pack and bulging biceps were practically sending her survival instincts into overdrive. Yet, it was not the instinct to run or fight, for in her subconscious she knew these were the muscles of a breeding bull rather than a wild animal. As much as she didn't want to, Alyssa's gaze went downward to take in the sight of the rest of him. He was wearing his red athletic shorts, the kind that went down to his knees. Though she could see the toned thighs and calves befitting a man of his build, Alyssa's attention was directed more towards his waist. Ever since Brigid came out to the school, she had deduced that Owen was also a Breeder. Naturally, this had only fueled her longstanding crush on him, as she now knew he was packing a monster between his legs. Though it was a secret she had confided only with Brigid, Alyssa was very much a fellow size queen, and had been ever since she started puberty. Whenever she had time alone to play with herself, she always made sure to search for the biggest, most obscenely hung of pornstars to titillate her imagination. It had naturally escalated to Breeder only porn as time went on. But the bulge she saw in Owen's pants indicated a beast beyond even that of an actual horse. Alyssa felt her throat dry up and her knees weaken. She was in trouble, but yet it was the kind of trouble she'd always wanted.

"Alyssa?" Owen's voice rang out, snapping her out of her awe induced trance. "You alright?" It suddenly occurred to her that she'd been standing there staring for nearly 2 minutes.

"Oh! Uh... yeah I'm okay!" she frantically replied. With that, she stepped inside. Thanks to her splayed wide hips and the narrow door frame, she managed to brush against Owen. That quick moment of light contact sent shivers down her spine. Alyssa had to practically bite her tongue in order to keep herself from moaning. "So um... where's Brigid?" she queried, hoping to save some sense of face.

"She's in the living room, getting everything ready." Owen replied as he closed the door behind them. "I offered to handle it myself, but she insisted. She just won't quit even when pregnant..." he continued with a chuckle. Getting everything ready? What did he mean by that? "Shall we?" he asked.

"Yeah, I guess." Alyssa replied. All of the sudden, she felt a strong, powerful arm wrap around her shoulder. She gasped softly in surprise, she didn't need to look up to know that it was Owen. Was he simply being friendly? Was he guiding her carefully? Or...or did this mean something more? Whatever it was, she didn't waste the opportunity to relish in the contact. Without another word, they made their way to the living room where a rather spectacular sight awaited them both.

"Hey Alyssa!" Brigid chirped happily as she drove her hips up and down the dildo. Wet squelching noises rang through the air lewdly as she did so. The toy was a deep purple color, molded almost completely in the image of a Breeder's cock, complete with veins. In terms of size it was about the middle of the road for her standards these days, a good 15 inches or so in length and about 3 and a half wide. The dildo was slick with lube, giving it a bright reflective sheen. At the moment it was delving deep into her ass with every bounce.

"Brigid?!" Alyssa gasped aloud. "What-what the hell are you doing?"

"What's it look like?" she said with a laugh. "I know, a little dirty but I had to go for anal, don't wanna hurt the babies after all!"

"I-" Alyssa really couldn't think of a good comeback to that. For a good long while she just stared awestruck at the spectacle. At the way Brigid's pregnancy engorged tits bounced, at the way her booty jiggled and clapped in tandem with her movements, at the well practiced movements of her hips... it was truly a sight to behold. Out of instinct, she turned her head to look at Owen, possibly to see if he too was taken aback by his daughter's brazenness. Much to her further surprise, Owen's expression was nothing but a pleased look of admiration and approval.

"Oooh! Hang on! I'mma 'bout to cum!" Brigid squealed as her pace increased. Her coos and moans crescendoed louder and louder, while juices from her pussy seemed to splatter everywhere. Finally, she hit her peak and threw her head back in euphoria. Her body twitched and spasmed with delight for a minute or so before eventually calming down. After she took a moment to catch her breath, Brigid eased herself off the toy. "Ooof! That was a pretty big one!" she giggled as she approached the awestruck guest. "Did you like the show?"

"Ah-..." Alyssa was still having difficulty processing it. It wasn't like the two of them hadn't been open about their sexuality, but seeing her best friend of 6 years masturbating openly like that was still quite the shock. "Y-yeah... I..." she tried to spell out, the language center of her brain slowly returning to working order. "B-but why?" she finally asked. "What's going on here?!"

"Well... Brigid continued. "When you told me about your secret, I figured it was time to let you in on one of my own." She took a deep breath. "You told me once that you wanted to know who the father of my babies is... Well, he's right here." She pointed to her father. Alyssa froze in place for a moment.