Suddenly, while you lie there your heart begins to race and the heat starts coming back. The only thing you feel that could get rid of it is... apparently somewhere where it would be hotter than now.
Instinctively you start to heave yourself up and lean your mouth to Dad’s cock, as he gives out an “Mmph.” You lick the cum off of him until it’s shiny and cleaned all by saliva. You suck on his cock for a little longer as he winces with his eyes shut.
Without him knowing, you fit your head into his tip and started climbing in. Dad starts to clench his closed eyes again, while you crawl in on your knees with your shoulders going in. You arms and chest go in next, with your full stomach being a little difficult to get over, while you feel a musty smell come to your nose. It’s almost like the smell of a foggy morning in November...
Not realizing how wide your hips were after all this time, you start wriggling to get in further. Outside you can hear a low hum from your father, with his cock beginning to enclose on you, finally getting your hips in.
As the walls over you close in, you finally get a chance to relax, with your cum soaked legs being easier to pull in. Your heart stops racing and the blood flow in your head seems to be going away.
A few minutes pass by and you relax in your dad’s balls in a fetal position while Dad begins to wake up right when you’re comfortable.
“Haaaaah, what a- wait.” He says after stretching and looking at his balls.
He pokes at his balls for a bit. “Elizabeth?”
“Yeah, I’m here,” you say as you poke back.
“Why did you... ugh guess it’s too late to ask now,” Dad says.
“I started to get warmer again and my heart rate was going sky high. So apparently, the only thing I thought I could do was this. Although it does seem nice in here, I managed to cool down when you started sucking me in.”
A wave of silence passed by until you asked “Dad... when we were having sex, it felt really different... almost as if you were not my dad at all...”
Another moment of silence, and you say “Dad?”
He sighs deeply and then says “That’s because... I’m not really your dad.”
This actually comes to a surprise for you. Even after all this time, you had a feeling your genes were mostly of mom’s; ginger hair, green eyes and a small nose, but the fact that you were raised your entire by someone who is not really your father, is what baffles you the most. He was the one that helped you for every science fair, came to every play you were in, and he even taught you somersaults and backflips when you were a teen.
“Well- who the hell is my real dad?” You ask, trying to get comfortable to hear him out, even though the sound of the slippery goo around you began to slosh over your ears and face.
“Some Nut-meal named Alex. As soon as your mother told him about her being pregnant with you, he immediately turned her away even though he was part of a rich family business. Soon as your mother mentioned how he left her and you to fend for yourselves in a shitty apartment, I met him two weeks at a bar. The guy was full of himself, kept on blathering on how rich is family is and how little he needed to get where he is now. He offered me to join him at his condo, to give his wife some “release” with a threesome. As soon as they were both worn out from all the heat and ecstasy, I cock vored him, fed his melted remains to his wife, and headed straight to your mother to talk about the news.”
“So no kidding on Nut-meal I guess.” You both chuckled to this.
“Yup. His wife was pissed that I didn’t just ask her to swallow his cum-remains, but was really grateful that I did anyway because he blackmailed her to stay with him.”
“Wait, we’re not talking about the same woman that brings us to all her parties, right? Auntie Phoebe can’t be the same person!”
“Yeah. That’s her. Guess helping you on your degree really was just her saying thanks.”
“Holy shit so that’s why she’s so stunning! The remains of my ACTUAL dad are just dangling on her chest and hips- fuck, this just keeps getting better!”
You say while squirming in Kevin’s balls.
Hesitantly, he rubs hand against where your head is.
“I suppose I’m... surprised... you’re not upset with all this—“ “What? No. I’m actually happy my real dad got what he deserved.” You press your hand against where Kevin’s is.
“Are you still upset that I never told you about me and your mother when you were a kid?”
“No, I guess not. I actually ended up eating other kids anyway, so I guess there would be just senses of pride for having a vorophalic family, haha.”
“Yeah I guess so.”
You both laugh for a bit.
“I’m proud that you’re the one that raised me.”
“And I suppose I’m proud to raise a beautiful daughter like you.”
“But I’m... also sorry for taking advantage of you like this and... before. Before all this it felt bizarre and unclean... but now it feels safe to know I didn’t actually have sex with my real dad. It’s just that- the amount of heat that I felt just came in waves upon rage and want... as if my brain clicked into auto-fuck right after Mom’s gone.” You curl into a fetus position again, trying to wipe some cum off of your face.
“I mean, it almost sounds like something an insect, or maybe a spider would do. I also know a number of families that chose to do the same when a family member dies. And... to let you know, your mother can also vore—“
“Yeah, that felt like a no brainer I guess, hah.”
“Annnd she isn’t really gone.”
You sit back up again. “Wait, what?”
“As soon as you left for college, your mother and I decided to get a reformer for the both of us. Every now and then we invite your Aunt and other people to join us. If they wanted to, of course. Turns out Phoebe is really into a lot of anal play, haha.”
“Alright, not too much comfort in the picture of Phoebe and... that, but... shit. I really busted open the wrong doors tonight.” You slump back into the pool of cum- wait- now it’s a pool.
“Fuck. I think I’m close to digesting in you, Dad.” You say in a somber expression.
“Well it’s your choice to whether you want to get out and talk to mom or meet her downstairs when I’m done.” Dad says as he gets up.
“Either way I got a sample of your dna for the future.”
You start to think...
