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Art and story formatting @ me", "writing": "The north side nightlife of Guulport is an endless mix of bars, clubs, lounges and exotic eateries. Overcast skies threaten rain but most of the time it's bluster, this was lucky for Cheri who had gone out with only a long black dress to hide her yellow fur. She wasn’t quite tall enough for the dress in it’s native state and her father paid well to have it hemmed and tailored to her fit. Her father’s reward was an open back to rest his hand upon. Anytime he liked he could touch her with a fatherly guise to sate the occasional thirst for her soft body, and the imbalance in their relationship let him do things like that. She’d gotten rather used to the idea that at any moment a heavy rough paw would press somewhere on her body. \n\nHe lead Cheri with that hand, splayed fingers that reached between her shoulder blades easily. She was sure to keep lock step with her father lest he accidentally push her over. His other large hand grasped the top of her chair and slid it out, the image of a gentleman with his fangs wrapped in smiles. \n\n“Thanks dad.” she said, sardonic in her tone but not quite old enough to do it like her mother used to. That might even drive her father’s libido more. Its not a question of if he’ll try something tonight, it was a matter of when. He was at least kind enough to buy her dinner first. Cheri let her mind drift, she recalled a phone conversation her dad had years ago when she understood far less about adults. “Dine, Wine, and she’s mine.” was the running joke between him and his brother. A hand signal from her father brought over a bottle of something red, he poured their wine. Cheri sipped hers. It smelled like her first time with her father, his musk and vinted grapes had become hopelessly intertwined for her.\n\nHer father watched her pantomime of adulthood, she tried to hold her glass by her fingertips or to rest her elbow on the table and press her chin to the back of her paw. She was an adult by way of bodily conquest. Over the last three years any traces of her virginity had been rubbed out quite thoroughly. He drank all of this in as he sipped his own wine, it made the faint red stain on his lips curl into a grin. \n\n“So how does your mom’s dress feel?” said her father casually. It was only occasionally his eyes drifted from his daughter to look at similar offerings. Girls of budding age of all species and suitors old enough to be their fathers. In this way he and his daughter, and other daughters, were all hidden together, and the cheap wine poured at every table and loosened all bonds.\n\n“It feels sexy…I can see why she liked it.” Cheri flirted with her father. He rewarded her with looks and little rumbles that made her toes wriggle. The waiter was subtle enough that when he made his presence known it was a smooth pause on their game.\n\n“What’s good tonight?” the older canid spoke as he looked over the menu. Frilled, laminated and kept inside a faux-leather portfolio. His eyes moved in zig zags.\n\n“Nevermind that, you know what sounds really good? Lets have the ol’ standby, Faux-Steak and lobster.” His voice was confident and it punctuated his sentences. The waiter simply nodded and began to shorthand the recipe onto his pad.\n\n“I’ll have uh…” Cheri looked through the menu rapidly. The canid in her craved the meat flavor. She picked the first faux-steak she saw in subconscious imitation of her father. \n\n“I’ll have the Steak au Poy-ver.” she trailed off, fairly certain she butchered the name. She maintained a hail-mary smile to avoid falling into cringe and it was through the grace of the waiter that he simply jotted down her order and left. \n\n“You know it’s pronounced [i]po-AH-vre[/i], not [i]poy-ver[/i] right?” her father said as he finished his glass and poured himself a half glass more.\n\n“Well shit. At least he was nice about it...”. Now that their sphere of privacy was reduced back to two she blushed and twisted it into a smirky reply. She hid her expression behind her wine glass as she finished and poured herself another. They fell into silence and grins. It was the mood of the room and the subtle ambience of strings, horns and keys. She reached out and let her paw rest on the white table-cloth., left out like bait. A larger curious hand came from her father. It walked towards hers with fingers before climbing atop. Her slender fingers were trapped beneath his warm paws as they smothered the cold out of her fingertips. His fingers curled in to tuck her hand closed, enveloped by his gentle trip. It was the most sensual kind of trapped she could be.\n\nThe table sat between them as an instrument of chastity. Their fingers and toes touched and their sly smiles and nuanced expressions gave a fruitful and depraved brainstorming session. The bottle of wine was empty, however a new bottle came with dinner. Her steak had a delectable heavy pepper crust to it, and was a perfect balance of roasted and raw. It hit all those deep parts of her brain that rewarded her ancestors for finding meat. Likewise her father’s faux-steak and lobster carried all the scents that thousands of years of experimenting with flesh over fire can bring. All of these tastes were punctuated and spaced by the wine Cheri drank like water. By the time dessert came neither had much a mind for sweets. Their bellies were full of wine and their minds had begun to wander. Already others had left the restaurant, each pair of mismatched lovers would go to the elevators and disappear upwards toward the upper floors of the hotel. \n\nCheri knocked her glass over and her reaction was to let out a giggle. The table cloth turned faint magenta where the wine spilled. Her father stood her glass up for her, it gently touched her wriggling fingers. \n\n“I think you need to get to bed, young lady.” Her father’s tone was just subtly patronizing enough to make her smirk. She would’ve said something clever but a hand pressed to her backside, and it made her straighten up. Further pressure compelled her to stand and before she knew it she was pressed against her father’s own standing body. Any breath she took sent potent signals to her brain, and from her brain to the rest of her. The alcohol kept her gait unsteady and her father’s arm was strong as a roller-coaster’s restraint bar, it allowed her the dignity of walking back to their hotel room on her own feet. Her father swiped his phone by the sensor and the door unlocked. The most wonderful rush of cool air pushed across Cheri’s body as they stepped in. \n\nA B-Class honeymoon suite with a lavish if slightly too small bath. Their suitcases sat in the corner. Half gone-through, half still folded. Their assorted souvenirs and purchases laid next to the luggage. Cheri stumbled to the bed and twirled into it, her momentum carried her body down and her arms landed above her head near the pillows. She clumsily kicked at her shoes until a pair of thick fingered paws grasped her ankle, casually those hands began to strip off her shoes. Her socks came off slowly with gentle tugs, her toes splayed out and flexed. Cheri's legs jerked as she felt her father’s breath curling along her paw pads. \n\n“Mmph! Tickles! Tickles, tickles, tickles!” she said as she trailed off into giggles. She felt her father’s arms slide down her outer thighs. He pushed her skirt up with one hand while the other stroked her inner thigh, kneeling down he pressed her thighs apart. Everything about her was light to her father. He could position her like a doll and it made her tremble with subdued excitement.\n\nHe laid a hand across her mound. His fingers separated from her labia by only thin, soaked silk. He began to rub small circles in the center, pressing softly against her void. He loved seeing how he could make his daughter squirm. [i]She[/i] loved it. Her fingers were under her shirt working her handful sized breasts. A tug brought her panties up to her knees and then down to her ankles. They slid off and dropped softly to the ground and her unbound thighs spread again. She splayed herself out for her father, her eyes, her wry smile and her eager swollen cookie all did their best to invite him in. She was perplexed for a moment when he got off of her and went to one of the bags. \n\n“Hang on a second darlin’. I got something special for our vacation.” her father said as he pulled out a silk bag. About hand-sized. It was full of cherry sized metal spheres. Her father’s hand plucked the spheres from the bag, all of them connected in a line by a thin string. Metallic and slick. Eight in total. A closer look revealed “19 mm” etched on each sphere, and on the other side a number, one through eight. \n\n“Uhhhh those are kinda small for me mister thick-as-a-soda-can.” she said, folding her hands behind her head. \n\n“They’re big enough for where they’re going.” was the only warning her father gave her. His claw tip prodded her urethra. It made her jump slightly and her tail jerk around, and she leaned up to see her father’s hand pouring lube on the first two beads. He held the line of spheres in his left hand, his right hand spreading her lips to get a clear angle. \n\n“H-hey hang on, I’ve only done rods in there. I’ve nev-” She was cut off. Letting out a drunk moan of pain and pleasure as she felt her tiny hole suddenly stretched. A firm push settled the first 19 mm sphere inside, her inner tubing beginning to spasm. Whenever she would relax he would be ready to slide more into her. Even by the third sphere each one seemed to find new ways to stretch. They bunched up together. He would pull gently before thumbing them all inside, and when he finished a visible ridge indicated her bladder was full of beads. Those thick fingers of her father's pushed the spheres around inside of her. He poked around and ran his first knuckle across them all and the rapid clicking, bumps, and movement of the spheres slowly made her reach an orgasm. \n\n“Oough! I-I gotta.. Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta [i]peeEE!![/i]” she yelled as her voice became sharp. She let out a yip as her bladder muscles clenched hard. With a slow pull her urethra was cleared, one bead at a time. Before the last sphere left she was already sputtering. When finally all the beads were out, a powerful stream projected from her stretched hole. She wanted to get up to run to the bathroom, but her father was holding her down. Her stream shot slightly upwards in an arc, all those drinks now being forced out. Her father leaned into the stream and he stared down into his daughter’s eyes as she soaked his chest. Her scent soaked down to the roots along his entire chest and abdomen. It dripped from his thick sack.\n\n“Marking your daddy huh? You little slut.” Cheri didn’t get a chance to respond before her father shoved his muzzle onto hers. His tongue dropped into her maw. His chest pressed to hers. She was soaked in her own scent and his. \n\n“Lets get these back in you.” She gave her father no resistance, letting him spread her open. Her urethra had been left wider than before. Her empty bladder and exhausted body meant he could freely feed the 19 mm spheres back into her pipes. 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Any movement an overload of pleasure.\n\nHe pressed down against her, his tongue dragged along her cheeks and his nose-tip pressed to her forehead. He started cumming, wrapping his arms along her legs he lifted her up. Not a single drop of cum escaped until he allowed it. She breathed heavily as their lips touched.\n\n“Seems like you liked that. You lil' pervert.” he said\n\n“I’m a pervert’s kid. What do you expect?” she said back with a soft smile and a flash of her gorgeous eyes. His heavy tongue sent aftershocks through her as they slowly wriggled in afterglow.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The north side nightlife of Guulport is an endless mix of bars, clubs, lounges and exotic eateries.  Overcast skies threaten rain but most of the time it's bluster, this was lucky for Cheri who had gone out with only a long black dress to hide her yellow fur.  She wasn’t quite tall enough for the dress in it’s native state and her father paid well to have it hemmed and tailored to her fit. Her father’s reward was an open back to rest his hand upon. Anytime he liked he could touch her with a fatherly guise to sate the occasional thirst for her soft body, and the imbalance in their relationship let him do things like that. She’d gotten rather used to the idea that at any moment a heavy rough paw would press somewhere on her body.

He lead Cheri with that hand, splayed fingers that reached between her shoulder blades easily. She was sure to keep lock step with her father lest he accidentally push her over. His other large hand grasped the top of her chair and slid it out, the image of a gentleman with his fangs wrapped in smiles.

“Thanks dad.” she said, sardonic in her tone but not quite old enough to do it like her mother used to. That might even drive her father’s libido more. Its not a question of if he’ll try something tonight, it was a matter of when. He was at least kind enough to buy her dinner first. Cheri let her mind drift, she recalled a phone conversation her dad had years ago when she understood far less about adults. “Dine, Wine, and she’s mine.” was the running joke between him and his brother. A hand signal from her father brought over a bottle of something red, he poured their wine. Cheri sipped hers. It smelled like her first time with her father, his musk and vinted grapes had become hopelessly intertwined for her.

Her father watched her pantomime of adulthood, she tried to hold her glass by her fingertips or to rest her elbow on the table and press her chin to the back of her paw.  She was an adult by way of bodily conquest. Over the last three years any traces of her virginity had been rubbed out quite thoroughly. He drank all of this in as he sipped his own wine, it made the faint red stain on his lips curl into a grin.

“So how does your mom’s dress feel?” said her father casually. It was only occasionally his eyes drifted from his daughter to look at similar offerings. Girls of budding age of all species and suitors old enough to be their fathers. In this way he and his daughter, and other daughters, were all hidden together, and the cheap wine poured at every table and loosened all bonds.

“It feels sexy…I can see why she liked it.” Cheri flirted with her father. He rewarded her with looks and little rumbles that made her toes wriggle. The waiter was subtle enough that when he made his presence known it was a smooth pause on their game.

“What’s good tonight?” the older canid spoke as he looked over the menu. Frilled, laminated and kept inside a faux-leather portfolio. His eyes moved in zig zags.

“Nevermind that, you know what sounds really good? Lets have the ol’ standby, Faux-Steak and lobster.” His voice was confident and it punctuated his sentences.  The waiter simply nodded and began to shorthand the recipe onto his pad.

“I’ll have uh…” Cheri looked through the menu rapidly. The canid in her craved the meat flavor. She picked the first faux-steak she saw in subconscious imitation of her father.

“I’ll have the Steak au Poy-ver.” she trailed off, fairly certain she butchered the name. She maintained a hail-mary smile to avoid falling into cringe and it was through the grace of the waiter that he simply jotted down her order and left.

“You know it’s pronounced po-AH-vre, not poy-ver right?” her father said as he finished his glass and poured himself a half glass more.

“Well shit. At least he was nice about it...”. Now that their sphere of privacy was reduced back to two she blushed and twisted it into a smirky reply. She hid her expression behind her wine glass as she finished and poured herself another.  They fell into silence and grins. It was the mood of the room and the subtle ambience of strings, horns and keys. She reached out and let her paw rest on the white table-cloth., left out like bait. A larger curious hand came from her father. It walked towards hers with fingers before climbing atop. Her slender fingers were trapped beneath his warm paws as they smothered the cold out of her fingertips. His fingers curled in to tuck her hand closed, enveloped by his gentle trip. It was the most sensual kind of trapped she could be.

The table sat between them as an instrument of chastity. Their fingers and toes touched and their sly smiles and nuanced expressions gave a fruitful and depraved brainstorming session. The bottle of wine was empty, however a new bottle came with dinner. Her steak had a delectable heavy pepper crust to it, and was a perfect balance of roasted and raw. It hit all those deep parts of her brain that rewarded her ancestors for finding meat. Likewise her father’s faux-steak and lobster carried all the scents that thousands of years of experimenting with flesh over fire can bring. All of these tastes were punctuated and spaced by the wine Cheri drank like water. By the time dessert came neither had much a mind for sweets. Their bellies were full of wine and their minds had begun to wander. Already others had left the restaurant, each pair of mismatched lovers would go to the elevators and disappear upwards toward the upper floors of the hotel.

Cheri knocked her glass over and her reaction was to let out a giggle. The table cloth turned faint magenta where the wine spilled. Her father stood her glass up for her, it gently touched her wriggling fingers.

“I think you need to get to bed, young lady.” Her father’s tone was just subtly patronizing enough to make her smirk. She would’ve said something clever but a hand pressed to her backside, and it made her straighten up. Further pressure compelled her to stand and before she knew it she was pressed against her father’s own standing body. Any breath she took sent potent signals to her brain, and from her brain to the rest of her. The alcohol kept her gait unsteady and her father’s arm was strong as a roller-coaster’s restraint bar, it allowed her the dignity of walking back to their hotel room on her own feet. Her father swiped his phone by the sensor and the door unlocked. The most wonderful rush of cool air pushed across Cheri’s body as they stepped in.

A B-Class honeymoon suite with a lavish if slightly too small bath. Their suitcases sat in the corner. Half gone-through, half still folded. Their assorted souvenirs and purchases laid next to the luggage.   Cheri stumbled to the bed and twirled into it, her momentum carried her body down and her arms landed above her head near the pillows. She clumsily kicked at her shoes until a pair of thick fingered paws grasped her ankle, casually those hands began to strip off her shoes. Her socks came off slowly with gentle tugs, her toes splayed out and flexed. Cheri's legs jerked as she felt her father’s breath curling along her paw pads.

“Mmph! Tickles! Tickles, tickles, tickles!” she said as she trailed off into giggles. She felt her father’s arms slide down her outer thighs. He pushed her skirt up with one hand while the other stroked her inner thigh, kneeling down he pressed her thighs apart. Everything about her was light to her father. He could position her like a doll and it made her tremble with subdued excitement.

He laid a hand across her mound. His fingers separated from her labia by only thin, soaked silk. He began to rub small circles in the center, pressing softly against her void. He loved seeing how he could make his daughter squirm. She loved it. Her fingers were under her shirt working her handful sized breasts. A tug brought her panties up to her knees and then down to her ankles. They slid off and dropped softly to the ground and her unbound thighs spread again. She splayed herself out for her father, her eyes, her wry smile and her eager swollen cookie all did their best to invite him in. She was perplexed for a moment when he got off of her and went to one of the bags.

“Hang on a second darlin’. I got something special for our vacation.” her father said as he pulled out a silk bag. About hand-sized. It was full of cherry sized metal spheres. Her father’s hand plucked the spheres from the bag, all of them connected in a line by a thin string. Metallic and slick. Eight in total. A closer look revealed “19 mm” etched on each sphere, and on the other side a number, one through eight.

“Uhhhh those are kinda small for me mister thick-as-a-soda-can.” she said, folding her hands behind her head.

“They’re big enough for where they’re going.” was the only warning her father gave her. His claw tip prodded her urethra. It made her jump slightly and her tail jerk around, and she leaned up to see her father’s hand pouring lube on the first two beads. He held the line of spheres in his left hand, his right hand spreading her lips to get a clear angle.  

“H-hey hang on, I’ve only done rods in there. I’ve nev-” She was cut off. Letting out a drunk moan of pain and pleasure as she felt her tiny hole suddenly stretched. A firm push settled the first 19 mm sphere inside, her inner tubing beginning to spasm. Whenever she would relax he would be ready to slide more into her. Even by the third sphere each one seemed to find new ways to stretch. They bunched up together. He would pull gently before thumbing them all inside, and when he finished a visible ridge indicated her bladder was full of beads. Those thick fingers of her father's pushed the spheres around inside of her. He poked around and ran his first knuckle across them all and the rapid clicking, bumps, and movement of the spheres slowly made her reach an orgasm.

“Oough! I-I gotta.. Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta peeEE!!” she yelled as her voice became sharp. She let out a yip as her bladder muscles clenched hard. With a slow pull her urethra was cleared, one bead at a time. Before the last sphere left she was already sputtering. When finally all the beads were out, a powerful stream projected from her stretched hole. She wanted to get up to run to the bathroom, but her father was holding her down. Her stream shot slightly upwards in an arc, all those drinks now being forced out. Her father leaned into the stream and he stared down into his daughter’s eyes as she soaked his chest. Her scent soaked down to the roots along his entire chest and abdomen. It dripped from his thick sack.

“Marking your daddy huh? You little slut.” Cheri didn’t get a chance to respond before her father shoved his muzzle onto hers. His tongue dropped into her maw. His chest pressed to hers. She was soaked in her own scent and his.

“Lets get these back in you.” She gave her father no resistance, letting him spread her open. Her urethra had been left wider than before. Her empty bladder and exhausted body meant he could freely feed the 19 mm spheres back into her pipes. With only a small string and a ring sticking from her sex, her father repositioned himself. It was only in the last two years she’d finally become big enough for him to fit inside her teen vagina. He slid into his fucked loose daughter with a groan, both heavy hands on her shoulders. It made both of them shiver feeling the metal spheres moving and clacking above her vaginal walls.

They fell into a rhythm. His stamina carrying them both as she became his willing slut. All that mattered was getting that dick inside of her. Thick and warm under her belly and filling her void to its maximum. With a heavy press his knot slid in. She arched her back as he pulled her hips in and his hand rested on the bulge of his knot behind her mound. A long release started in her thighs and it wriggled down to her toes. Every time her body clenched all it could do was from a tight seal, keeping her father inside. Cheri spread her limbs out. Any movement an overload of pleasure.

He pressed down against her, his tongue dragged along her cheeks and his nose-tip pressed to her forehead. He started cumming, wrapping his arms along her legs he lifted her up. Not a single drop of cum escaped until he allowed it. She breathed heavily as their lips touched.

“Seems like you liked that. You lil' pervert.” he said

“I’m a pervert’s kid. What do you expect?” she said back with a soft smile and a flash of her gorgeous eyes. His heavy tongue sent aftershocks through her as they slowly wriggled in afterglow.
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