Bathing wasnt necessarily his thing anymore, Chris bathe
anywhere as long as water. He knew for the fact he smelled
real badly, from the rags he wore, the bloody guts from
the creatures he killed, and even his own skin and hair
were all near filthy black. Just looking up to his
daughter, made him unworthy for himself to be called her
father.
Carrie just went into the bathroom, and carefully let her
father simmer in the near warm water for his size and
placed a huge soap bar next to him. It was okay for her to
see her father naked, since she could barely see his
genitals at that size. She utterly laughed a bit, but not
much for him to hear her mockery. Carrie just missed her
daddy, and now hes back. She wanted nothing more, but to
protect him from his world that was now hers.
Oh, dont forget your ears daddy.
Chris just gave nod for agreement.
Chris just didnt like Carrie there watching him, he felt
more insecure more than ever with his daughter watching
him in the tub like he was a baby or something. But at the
same time, he did like it in a way. She was practically
this beautiful woman that was all curious, it was a weird
feeling but he forgot about it in an instant. It was
utterly pathetic for him, just for her to say that. A man
was a man, he always thought. But now hes an insect-man.
A creature of whom size of a bug, has to be protected
over.
After he was done, Carrie placed a towel for him to dry
off on. He was officially clean for the first time in his
life, he felt very good of himself. Soon right after,
Carried showered too. Chris was just sitting on her books
next to her purse in the desk. He just laughed a bit
looking at the big purse next to him.
Shes definitely my little girl still.
Chris looked around the desk and saw some things that
sparked his interest.
A magazine with a blonde woman on the front, in a bikini,
a photo of his daughter with two other girls he dont
know, one being a black-haired probably Asian, and the
second girl perfect tanned skin and chestnut colored hair.
And lastly he saw the diary that he remembered peering
down at. He wanted to read it again just to see if there
was anything interesting to read about.
Chris manage to open up the book again, though it took him
about fifteen minutes to do so compared to his
half-an-hour when he opened it the first time. The moment
he was starting to flip the pages to the latest one, he
heard a loud yell
DADDY, NO!
It was Carrie, now all ready for bed. She hurried down and
quickly shut her diary while her daddy fell down on his
ass, as the wind from the closed diary threw him a bit
around.
DADDY, JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
That was the first time he now heard his daughter cursed
out.
Hey dont you use that tone at me young lady.
Im not five years old anymore daddy. Why were you trying
to read my diary?
I just wanted to.
Daddy, please dont read my diary.
Im sorry.
Carrie managed to get rid of her heat as she then cooled
down.
Its okay. Oh, did I hurt you?
No, Im fine. Im fine princess.
Come on, lets go to bed.
Carrie placed her hand down as Chris hopped on, she placed
him next to her on the pillow and then set aside her hair
so he can wrap himself around it.
There you go daddy, its real warm.
She said it in a giggle again.
Thanks honey.
Good night then. I love you daddy.
Carrie was able to drift to sleep so easy, but not Chris.
Chris was very much awake. He just turned his head and
just looked at Carrie.
Jesus Christ, what the hell am I doing?
Chris began to have some weird thoughts just now, they
were back urging him to look at his daughter and
go to
her. He didnt know what he was thinking until he looked
down from Carries face, to her slender neck and then
stared at the twin hills. He was staring at his daughters
breasts. Something kept telling him it was alright, he
created her, she was hiss, and he could do whatever he
wants to her. Chris didnt know what to say to his
thoughts now. He just laid there then sat up and lay down
again. He kept doing for the next couple of minutes and
than right after, he practically inhaled the long brown
hair of his daughter that she gave him as a blanket.
Oh, Carrie.
He loved nothing more than the smell of his daughters
hair. But he then pushed it that aside in disgust. He
didnt know what the hell was going on with him now, he
felt like crying but he didnt want Carrie awake. He just
lay down again and just looked at Carrie. His thoughts
finally came to piece as he finally put the puzzle
altogether: she was massively big, massively beautiful,
and massively
sexy. She was his daughter.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
Right here is the most disturbing chapter yet... Like literally. View discretion is somewhat advise, I think?
Chapter End Notes:
Next Chapter: Chris can't decide what to do... Carrie is his daughter, but could that mean he can cross the line?