Chichi stepped out of the steamy bathroom, a fluffy white towel wrapped snugly around her curvy figure. Beads of water glistened on her skin as she made her way down the hallway towards her bedroom. It had been a long day of training with Goku and she was looking forward to slipping into something more comfortable and relaxing for the evening.
As she entered the bedroom, Chichi was surprised to see her father, the Ox King, sitting on the edge of her bed. He looked up at her, his eyes roaming over her barely concealed body.
“Chichi, my daughter,” he rumbled in his deep voice. “You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman.”
Chichi felt a blush color her cheeks at her father’s intense gaze and flattering words. She clutched the towel tighter. “Father, what are you doing in here?”
The Ox King stood up, his massive form towering over her. “I’ve been thinking…it’s been so long since your mother passed. You’re a grown woman now with…needs. And as your father, it’s my duty to make sure those needs are met.”
He took a step closer, reaching out a large hand to caress her bare shoulder. Chichi shivered at his touch, a confusing mix of emotions swirling within her. This was wrong, so very wrong…and yet, a part of her craved his strong, dominant presence.
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“Let me take care of you,” the Ox King murmured, his hand drifting down to tug at her towel…
The Ox King gently pulled the towel away, letting it fall to the floor and leaving his daughter bare before him. Chichi shivered, both from the cool air and the heat of her father’s gaze roaming over her nude form.
“Wait here,” he instructed. The Ox King went to the closet and rummaged around, retrieving something. “Put this on for me.”
He held out her old fighting uniform – the tight blue bikini top and red pants she had worn years ago. Chichi tentatively took the outfit, the fabric feeling nostalgic in her hands. Memories of her teenage years came flooding back.
Under her father’s intense stare, Chichi slipped on the small top, her ample breasts barely contained by the tight garment. Next, she shimmied into the pants that clung to her round bottom like a second skin. The Ox King drank in the mouthwatering sight of his scantily clad daughter.
“It suits you even better now,” he growled appreciatively. His large hands reached out to grasp her hips and pull her close. Chichi gasped as she felt the evidence of his arousal press against her stomach.
The Ox King captured her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth. Chichi melted into the forbidden embrace, surrendering to her father’s dominance. He picked her up easily and tossed her onto the bed.
Chichi watched with hooded eyes as he quickly removed his own clothes. Her eyes widened at the sight of his huge, thick manhood jutting out from a nest of dark hair. She trembled with a mix of fear and anticipation as he joined her on the bed, his bulk looming over her.
“Spread your legs for me, baby girl,” the Ox King demanded. “Let Daddy make you feel good.”
Chichi did as she was told, parting her thighs to reveal her wet, pink folds. The Ox King groaned at the enticing sight. He positioned himself at her entrance and with one powerful thrust, sheathed himself fully inside his daughter’s tight heat.
“Ahhhh!” Chichi cried out at the incredible fullness stretching her. The Ox King began to move, sliding his impressive length in and out. He started slowly at first but quickly built up speed, spurred on by Chichi’s mewls of pleasure.
The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room as father and daughter mated with wild abandon. Chichi lifted her hips to meet his increasingly forceful thrusts, her nails raking down his broad back.
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“Yes, oh yes! Fuck me harder, Daddy!” she wailed wantonly, too far gone to care how wrong and dirty it was.
The Ox King pistoned his hips at a furious pace, grunting with the effort. Chichi could feel her climax rapidly building
The Ox King’s powerful thrusts became more erratic as he neared his own peak. “That’s it baby girl, come for Daddy!” he growled.
With a shrill cry, Chichi’s body convulsed as an earth-shattering orgasm ripped through her. Her velvety walls clamped down on her father’s pistoning cock like a vice. With a roar, the Ox King buried himself to the hilt one final time and erupted, flooding his daughter’s spasming channel with his hot, thick seed.
Chichi moaned weakly as she felt spurt after spurt of her father’s potent cum paint her insides. The Ox King collapsed on top of her, both of them gasping for breath in the afterglow. He nuzzled her neck affectionately as the last pulses of his release tapered off.
After a few moments, he carefully withdrew and rolled to the side. Chichi felt deliciously used and thoroughly satisfied. She knew it was terribly wrong, what they had done, but she couldn’t bring herself to regret it. The Ox King drew her into his strong arms and held her close as they drifted off together, content and spent.
