Give her what she won't shut up about

He couldn't take it. Chelsea's infuriating babbling had to be stopped, no matter what. Darren had to shut her up, whatever it took. He'd deal with the consequences later, once he had a quiet moment to think.

He swiftly stood, easily moving now that a course of action had been decided. He spun the begging blonde around and lifted her easily, his new strength put to the best use it could be. Chelsea squirmed in his grasp, her mind unable to catch up to the sudden turn of events. It made Darren's target harder to pin down, but he was going to do whatever it took to get this slut to shut up. Eventually, he found Chelsea's asshole and **** himself inside, the young woman screaming at the feeling of being full of his thick member. It was indescribable, even if she had been able to form something resembling words. Instead, she whipped her head around, her hair becoming a chaotic mess. Her legs spread wider and a hand began frantically masturbating her swollen labia and clit, only seeking more pleasure. Her ass only got tighter as she barreled towards climax and Darren couldn't take it. He poured cum into Chelsea without thought or inhibition.

He realized what he had done too late, far too late. Chelsea was locked in an orgasmic loop in his arms, nearly every tightening of her asshole inspiring him to shoot another wad of cum into her. Her screaming became more nonsensical, if such a thing was possible, and Darren could practically feel her mind emptying and her being bimbofying. Harper was watching too, watching her girlfriend be reduced to a mindless piece of fuckmeat. Instead of horror, she was entranced, wondering just what Chelsea was experiencing. She wondered if she would end up the same.

Darren pulled out of Chelsea with a wet pop and a slurp, the slut moaning faintly at the loss of his dick. The moans changed pitch a second later, Harper diving forward with her tongue already extended to slurp her uncle's copious jizz from her girlfriend's ass. Darren watched a moment, seeing blonde color spread further through Harper's hair. He would have remained transfixed if his daughter Sadie's voice hadn't pierced his concentration.

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I fu-fucked up." The tremble in her voice was an ice cold spike of dread through him and he turned. There she was, his darling daughter that he loved more than anything. She was standing nervously in the doorway, eyes fixed on him instead of the debauched bimbos in the room with her hands clenched tightly at her sides. Her shoulders shook a little, reflecting the tension evident in the rest of her body.

"Sadie, what's wrong? What do you mean you...wait, stay there, I...well, we're Infected. I don't want to expose you to this."

"It doesn't matter, Daddy," the chestnut brown haired woman said, taking a halting step into the room. "I went into your room and..."

"What? No, no no no. Sadie, what did you do?" Darren watched his daughter take tiny steps towards him, her eyes trembling as she seemed to fight against herself. Her quick breaths made her chest rise and fall enticingly, and he was ashamed that his erection had returned.

"I...wanted to ask you something, but your room was a mess. There was...stuff everywhere. I touched some of it, smelled it. I couldn't stop myself. Then I...I licked your sticky cum off my fingers like a slut because it was so good. Now I wan...need more of it. I need it; my mouth is so dry and my body is burning up. I feel like I'm going to go crazy if I don't get more of it. Please Daddy, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but..." She stopped her slow approached and **** her clothes off herself, stripping herself naked and showing off her teen body, a body that had barely seen any development in puberty and since, and now had the slightest curves at her chest and hips. Sadie didn't stop there though, dropping to the floor on her hands and knees and turning around, still looking back at him while thrusting her ass up at her father and showing off her slick pussy between spread legs. "I need you to fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me with your big, Infected cock and give me some more cum."

The anguish on his daughter's face was what tore at Darren, kept him from easily using her like the others or acting on his paternal instincts to turn away and protect her. His little girl needed him. She was in pain, in anguish. He had to help her. But that would mean fucking her, and he couldn't fuck his daughter. Not his little girl. Not the young woman he had raised practically on his own. His love for her was pure and without limit; there was nothing he wouldn't do for her. Except fuck her, even when she was begging for it so sweetly? His indecision threatened to pull him apart.

"Please, Daddy, PLEASE! I need it, I need it so bad! And I need it to be you, I want it to be you. But if you don't I'm just going to go find some other man and ride him until I'm his slut with a brain full of sex! I don't want to lose you, Daddy. Please please please make me yours before some other hunk does!!"

The mention of some other man was what finally spurred Darren to action, his hands slamming down on his daughter's ass and his dick driving forward into her pussy. She screamed with delight at her penetration, ass and pussy quivering in his hands and around his cock.

"No one is going to take my little girl away from me. You're MY daughter! Mine! No one's taking you away from me, baby! Not ever!"

"Yes, Daddy, TAKE ME~! I don't care what happens, just make me yours!" she screamed, her voice no doubt echoing through the house. Her misery from before was replaced with self-evident rapture and her pussy was all the tighter for it.

"You're incredible, baby girl," Darren groaned, plundering every bit of her gushing depths with each thrust, his mind numbed to how wrong the incestuous act really was. "So goooood...."

"I know, I love having sex. But none of the boys I fucked were as good as you! Your big dick is going to make me...!!" Sadie's eyes rolled, a powerful orgasm spreading from her father's intruding cock and ripping through her entire body. Darren watched with relish, feeling his own climax approach, but he didn't finish yet. He wanted to show his daughter just how much she meant to him and had no intention of stopping until she'd had the best orgasm of her life.

"OHHH!! Ohh! Mmm, that's...D-Dad, what...no, no this isn't what I wanted! Dad, you have to stop, please! This isn't right, this isn't what I wanted! Dad, stop!!" Sadie suddenly began struggling beneath Darren, trying to wiggle herself away from him and his thrusting cock. Darren wasn't about to let her though, not before he made her feel good. His hands tightened on her waist and hips, holding her firmly so he could continue to fuck her. Her pleading didn't make sense to him.

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'm going to make you feel good," he said consolingly. "I'm going to make you cum so hard, it's going to be the best thing ever. Everything will be better then, it'll make sense." Since the insanity of the day had started, he'd always felt better after an orgasm. He was sure the same would go for Sadie.

"N-no, please!" she whimpered, the pleasure slowly returning. The fog of bliss that had filled her head when she first smelled her father's cum had vanished, but was now coming back stronger than before, tinging her thoughts with pink, and she knew what that would mean. Chelsea and Harper eating each other out with giggling coos, the latter slowly becoming more blonde, made it all too obvious. "Don't make me...ahhh...like them! Don't turn me into sssshit...some vapid bimbo-ooohhh!! Daddy, you're such a good FUCK!!" The pink flooded back in and Sadie's concerns vanished under a sea of mind-blowing sex. "MY PUSSY FEELS SO GOOD!!"

The opposition that had been growing in Darren likewise vanished once his daughter began encouraging him again. A fragment of himself had been insisting he stop, but the tight folds of his offspring had left him torn. With no more opposing voice calling out to him, the fragment faded again, becoming ever more distant and his thrusts had a new level of vigor added to them. Sadie's screams intensified, building rapidly until she came, her cry of bliss strangled into a whimpering whine. The bliss swallowing her thoughts was in full **** and her resistance melted entirely, made all too obvious by her cunt clenching down with visceral hunger, milking Darren's cock for its damning essence.

The doting father couldn't take it anymore and dumped his bimbofying sperm into his daughter's ravenous hole. Her whine turned into a gurgle, her body convulsing more below him once the cum began to properly take effect. Sadie's body finally had more of what it craved and it was going to make the most of it. Her father watched her begin to transform, his balls instantly refilling and emptying themselves again at the incredible sight of his flat daughter finally gaining womanly curves. Once tight, firm flesh gained extra wobble and jiggle as it slammed against his hips, less than would be considered average in this new world, but still undeniably, adorably sexy. The change crawled up her torso and filled her breasts, and did so by quite a bit more. Heavy orbs burst from a once flat chest, wobbling and sensitive against the floor beneath her.

"Daddyyyy~~~" she moaned, voice sliding down the register until it sat at sultry smoothness. Darren couldn't see her face being softened and smoothed, but he could certainly see her hair going blonde, the color being leeched from it until most of it was a silvery yellow. He grabbed a fistful of it and pulled, tugging his daughter's head back and making her scream properly again. "Yes, Daddy, YES!! Fuck your little girl! Fuck your daddy-cum loving daughter! I'm such a slut for your DIIICKK!!!" Her pussy clamped down again on his thrusting cock and a third load flooded into her, but Darren's eyes were already rolling back. The experience was too much and the last thing he heard before collapsing was Sadie's delighted squeal.

Waking up was odd, the usual daze that typically receded remaining around his mind. Maybe that was thanks to the tongue he felt lapping at his dick, but he doubted it. He felt as if he'd crossed a line with Sadie and it had left him changed. He thought to try and discover how much, but the whisper of skin on skin and a sigh of happiness distracted him first.

There was Sadie, sultry and gorgeous. Her lips were quirked up with mirth, her dark eyes simmering with desire as she stared at him, her pale hair framing them. Lower, her massively grown teardrop tits were held in check, though barely, by a bikini that was in no way sufficient to hold them. Most of their slopes were left exposed, only her nipples and their lowest most curves hidden. Darren's cock lurched at the sight, drawing an appreciative moan from whoever was suckling on it. His beleaguered mind belatedly rationed that either his niece or her girlfriend must be between his legs, but his daughter was more enticing by a mile. He longed to be back between her now shapely thighs, gripping her rounded ass, and sucking her heavy breasts. She seemed to know it too, her eyes whispering sultry promises to them all on their own.

"Do you want me again, Daddy? I was worried I ended up too much woman for you to handle, but you're still going strong. Do you like your little girl's body that much?" She did a half turn for him, thrusting out her chest and ass for his benefit alone. The older man drank in the sight, but felt something was off about her. He had the impression she should have been something else. He couldn't place what it was supposed to be and his tongue felt too heavy to ask at the moment.

The sound of sexy grunts had him turning his head without thought and practically on instinct, the feminine sound pulling his attention. There was Harper, though she was barely recognizable as such, and even then really only thanks to the size of her tits. Whatever slow transformation she had been experienced had progressed by a large margin, both physically and mentally. Physically, her lips were puffed up and swollen, her eyes lightened to a dark blue that seemed to lack any real depth. Her hair was pure blonde to the very roots and perhaps even deeper, given how she was posing and stroking her expansive curves packed into too small clothes, fake glasses perched on her thin nose, looking and acting entirely like a bimbo.

"Harper..." he managed to mumble, then heard and felt Sadie lower herself to the floor and press herself against him, soft tits squishing around his head.

"She kept changing after she ate me out, slurping all your tasty bimbo juice out of my pussy. Then she started acting like this. Not that I blame her. If I didn't have to be Daddy's good little girl, I'd totally be a slut just like that. It's a crime not to show off these titties." Sadie pressed herself against her father more and he found himself agreeing, though only partially.

"You're not like her," he said, sounding duller than he would have liked. Sadie still understood and hummed, humping one of his legs a little with her barely covered pussy.

"I told you, I need to be a good girl for my Daddy, always ready for him to dump a fat load in me. Daddy will never need another pussy around when he has me. You can have as many as you want though. I think I know someone who wants their filled."

"Chelsea really wants it, doesn't..." Darren's comment faded as he finally looked at the person sucking his dick, expecting a blonde Chelsea and instead seeing an unfamiliar brunette, slurping intently with her wide ass raised and her eyes looking at him. The surprise was too much for him and he lost control, filling this strange woman with his cum, not that he cared. She didn't really either, continuing to work and extract every drop she could.

"Who...?" he gasped between shots, the pleasure making thinking that much harder. Sadie seemed to have a little climax of her own, trembling against her father before speaking.

"Daddy should have as many sluts as he needs. Chelsea and Harper and me aren't enough. So I found Matthew and gave him a surprise from you. He didn't like it at first, but the longer Daddy slept, the more crazy he got, until he couldn't take it anymore and started sucking Daddy's dick all on his own. Mmm, Daddy looked so sexy cumming buckets in his sleep. So did Matthew when he started turning into Mattie, that big bootie growing in and his ugly dick turning into a fresh pussy for Daddy to fuck. He was so hard, but he couldn't even cum before his pussy popped open. Right, Mattie?"

"Fuck, Uncle Darren, she's totally right. I turned myself into a bitch for you. I couldn't even touch my dick after I saw yours. I wanted to cum so bad, but this dick was so yummy. Now mine is gone, but I still want to cum. How about you give me some more semen, Uncle, then you pound my puss!"

Of course, it didn't stop there. Every time Darren came, Mattie savored and swallowed eagerly and went right back to sucking with intense delight and focus. It went on and on, each cumshot lessening Darren's memory of his nephew's face and replacing it with that of the brunette cumslut positively worshiping his cock. Sadie's whispering in his ear didn't help, every word encouraging him to embrace his new life, to revel in his fate and the fate he had bestowed upon the rest of them, to make them all like he had her and Harper.

He could sense it, the parts of them that hadn't been overwritten by his incredible cum. The parts of them that weren't adoring cockslave bimbos yet. Only Chelsea and Mattie had any of themselves left, though it was hard to imagine Chelsea any more debauched. He had the pleasure of watching Mattie sink further though, her body and face becoming more beautiful and feminine until she could have been a model and the suggestion that she was a man would be met with ridicule. More than that though, he saw a little more of her break with each load he fed her, eyes losing color in time with the mind behind them becoming more and more hollow. By the time his lust was temporarily sated, her ardor for his thick rod was obviously the only thing left in her brain.

"Did Daddy enjoy that?" Sadie moaned, having humped herself to climax more than a few times. Her fanatical love of her father was the only thing keeping her coherent and a primal part of Darren loved it. In fact, that primal part was more or less in control at this point. "Daddy deserves all the sluts he wants. None of us are ever going to think about anything but how good a fuck you are again. But there's one last bitch for you to claim."

At the same time Darren heard his daughter whispering dark desires, he heard a voice exclaiming from elsewhere in the house. A very familiar voice that he had heard an innumerable number of times. A voice that a very significant part of him wanted to have vibrating and **** around his cock as he turned its owner into another bimbo to fuck.