Piss down your throat

After carefully weighing his options, especially considering the entire pot of coffee he had this morning, your father decides he has **** but to piss down your throat. He sighs sadly, not really thinking he would be using his young daughter as a toilet today.

He was just getting used to using you as a fleshlight every single day, as many times as possible, since he had to do so to keep you out of the hospital. Now, for reasons completely outside of his control, he is being **** against his will into using you as a urinal as well. His little girl has grown up so fast.

"Look, pumpkin... we need to talk..." Your father says, already relaxing his bladder as he starts giving you a lecture about responsible **** use. You feel his giant urethra vibrate on your tongue as he begins to fill your cum bloated belly with acrid piss.

"I know you might hear things from your friends at school about how it's 'cool' or 'fun' to get high on urine, but it's a really dangerous addiction that can lead you down a pretty bad road. It might start out nice, but before you know it, you're on your knees all day begging for piss in a truck stop bathroom, just to feel normal.

"I just want what's best for you, sweetie..." He looks down at you and smiles warmly as he continues to **** feed a steady stream down your throat. "I just don't want to make this too much of a habit or get you addicted to this, like your mother was before they made it illegal. Her withdrawal symptoms were awful.

"So once we get you outta this, no more drinking piss, okay?" He asks, shooting last few trickles into your stomach. He looks at you as though you could answer.

You don't really understand that he is asking you a question or hear much of his speech, since the rush of the **** hit the moment he began to relieve himself into you. Now you're marveling at how incredible this whole situation is making you feel. Your formerly strained jaw suddenly feels like a wonderful morning stretch and every movement of your father's massive man-meat in your throat feels better than the best sex you've ever had.

Even the taste of his balls on your giant nanobot enhanced tongue has greatly improved. You can't even remember why you were so upset about all this before. You lap happily at him and begin taking the initiative to move your body, which looks enough like a nod of agreement to satisfy your father's question.

He begins making moves to see if he can finally pull himself out of you, yanking your head back by the hair, but this time you fight against him as well. You dimly realize he won't give you any more of your new favorite **** if he succeeds, so you push in the other direction until he rips out a handful of hair. You orgasm right away, squirting and trembling as your freakish tongue coils entirely around his shaft.

Kevin sighs again and frowns at the handful of hair and your resulting shameless display. He nearly forgot the effects would hit you so quickly, but is beginning to warm up to spending the next 24 hours in your throat as you writhe and work his gargantuan member back down for your own pleasure. You selfishly smash your own nose into his pelvis hard enough for him to make you stop.

He pulls your hair again, to refocus you into a more pleasurable bob, fighting against you constantly trying to take him to the root. He yanks and lets you go in a pleasurable rhythm while you explore every inch of his balls with your enhanced tongue. You notice you are able to reach all the way to his asshole, eliciting a moan from your father as you clean the area. He immediately starts firing another giant load into your stomach as you begin trying to push the tip of your tongue inside.

The two of you work together to crush your nose on his pelvis as hard as possible while he shoots wad after wad of lifesaving medicine into you. As his orgasm begins to wane he has trouble getting you to stop, eventually holding you down and limit you to your probing tongue.

Your father sighs, unsure how he's going to finish his work day with you acting like this. He considers going home early.