"Sam!" the call of her name was the precursor to how this all started. The call came from her dad Ben who she was staying with for a few months. She had preferred this over staying with her mom, for it was her dad that gave in a enabler to her large appetite. Then it was the smells coming up from the kitchen to gently kiss her smell receptors and drag her willingly down stairs to what would be the greatest sites she thought she would ever see, her dad standing there with an apron tied around his waist and shirtless to expose his glistening abs, and almost a thanks giving's day feast of a breakfast. "It's breakfast..." He trailed of as he turned around noticing that she was already there before he could realize that she even heard him call her.
"Morning dad!" Samantha replied hungerly and excitedly as she was sizing up the feast that laid in front of her. All the wile her dad was sizing her up, realizing that his little girl wasn't so little anymore. In fact she was developing some amazingly motherly features, he could tell because in her haste to make it down stairs she barely covered herself with a tee-shirt. "Breakfast looks, and smells amazing as per usual,"
"Yeah?" He stood there going over her soft curves letting his brain get a good picture of her widening motherly hips, her soft little paunch of a belly from all the stuffings she does, not that it's to noticeable yet but it's starting, her budding breasts which were noticeable on her small 4'9" frame, and then her beautiful face with the smile that could melt the hardest ice and the eyes that could disarm whole armies; then there was her hair, it was long like her mothers, long and red like a wild fire. It was just long enough not to seem creepy but long enough to get a fantastic look at his half dressed daughter before she could ask if they could eat.
"Is all of this for me?" she asked only half joking, the meal it's self look like it was big enough to feed a family of five and still maybe have some for a 6th member but she saw her self possibly eating all of it herself
"Maybe, if you think you can handle all of that," He replied with a fatherly smirk "My little disposal." she then made sounds mimicking a garbage disposal, which made them both giggle.
"Or if you would like you could have some," she looked at him with her big eyes "or maybe even feed me!" she ended with an excited shout...
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