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(Lyrics are from 'Clarity (Zedd Union Mix) by Zedd ft. Foxes, I claim no ownership of the song or the lyrics.)

Special thanks to my wife for finalizing the cover art", "writing": " It was 11:25 P.M., and for the first time in about a week, Bandit Heeler was having trouble sleeping; even the usual dose of melatonin wasn’t doing the job. All day, he couldn’t stop thinking about what Bluey had asked him in their previous dream together.\n\n [i]‘Can we get married?’[/i]\n\n He remembered that she had casually asked him the same question months ago out of innocent childlike curiosity, but things were different between them now. Of course they couldn’t get married for real life, that would be insane. [i]‘Maybe I just mis-heard her.’[/i] Bandit thought. [i]‘Or maybe… maybe she wants to get married in a dream?’[/i] He thought about what it would be like to marry his young daughter; though it felt weird to imagine, he knew Bluey no doubt would look absolutely beautiful in a wedding dress. As her father, Bandit couldn’t help but shed a happy tear just picturing it.\n [i]‘That wouldn’t be so bad, I guess. A pretend-wedding, just for Bluey.’[/i] He smiled as he closed his eyes again, trying to finally get some much-needed sleep.\n\n Bandit opened his eyes to find himself not in his bedroom, but in an empty grassy meadow. Finding it unusual compared to all the other dreams when he would be in his bedroom, Bandit looked around for any signs of life, but saw nothing; nothing but grass as far as he could see, all the way to the completely-flat horizon. As he glanced up, he noticed the sky was overcast, like a rainstorm would be coming soon. With a scowl of confusion, Bandit began to walk straight, keeping his eyes open for any changes or signs of Bluey. After several frustratingly-boring minutes of walking with so indication of progress whatsoever, his pace sped up into a jog, a run, and finally a full-on sprint, desperate for any signs of progress. Something felt off about this dream. Suddenly, his ears perked up and he stopped in his tracks at the soft sound of sobbing. He looked behind him, suddenly finding himself in a graveyard; though he didn’t notice it, the clouds were getting gradually darker. \n “Well [i]this[/i] isn’t a good sign…” Bandit gulped; graveyards were never a good kind of dream to have. As he scanned the cemetery, he saw three familiar figures gathered near a grave: one bigger, two smaller; two orange, and one blue. He could feel his breaths quickening and his heart pounding with dread as he approached them; Chilli, Bingo, and Bluey were standing in front of a tombstone, and although his two daughters were sobbing painful wails of mourning as tears ran down their faces, Bandit’s wife was not. In fact, she showed no emotion whatsoever. The big blue heeler’s blood ran cold as his eyes turned to the stone in front of them, which read:\n\n Bandit Robert Heeler \n 1975-2020\n “Gotta be done.”\n\n Forgetting that that this was all just a nightmare, Bandit couldn’t help but feel terrified by the foreboding slab. He raised a hand to reach out for his family, but his terror only heightened as he saw no hand reach out; he looked down, crying out in despair as he realized he had no body at all. Bandit Heeler was a ghost, gone forever from the mortal world. He kneeled where he stood and cried along with his children as he believed he would never get to play with them again, never see them grow up, never be there for them when they needed him. The clouds above suddenly darkened ominously as rain began to fall lightly on the ground, a low repetitive thumping noise reverberating through Bandit’s entire being in a steadily quickening pace. The black storm clouds made it almost impossible for him to see anything anymore as the rain quickly went from a light trickle to a torrential downpour. In a split second, he heard a deafening crack of thunder as his vision went completely white in a flash, and then completely black. For a brief moment, he could have sworn he experienced the empty and eternal void of non-existence enveloping him before a singular glowing bright red otherworldly eye opened in the distance; hearing a loud cacophony of incomprehensible whispers ringing in his ears, he felt it staring into his very soul as if spying on him from beyond the unknown. \n \n “AAH!” Bandit’s eyes shot open as he bolted up in bed and let out a sharp yelp, feeling as if he was just struck by lightning. He looked at his hands, letting out a shuddered whimper of relief as they were clearly visible in front of him, just as they should be. He was still alive. \n Bandit simply paused for a moment, sitting in his bed in complete solitude his face in his shaking hands. These lucid nightmares were really beginning to take a toll on his emotional state. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm his nerves and slow his pounding heart, but something about this nightmare was particularly terrifying, even more so than the previous two. Once he felt his nerves eventually start to eventually relax, he looked around the room and noticed the normally-wooden floor had turned into green grass, with red Chrysanthemums sprouting up in random places. Bandit got off the bed and felt the soft turf under his feet as he slowly walked to the door before opening it; however, he was taken aback as what would normally be the hallway from his room had become an entrance to-\n “The creek?” he asked aloud to no one in particular as he stepped into the open space surrounded by natural lush trees and the sounds of peacefully-trickling water, wondering if this was Bluey’s doing. Bandit followed along the clear flowing stream bubbling out of the spring as a beautiful swarm of shimmering red dragonflies were flying nearby. \n “I should really take the kids here again soon, this place really is [i]beautiful[/i].” He mumbled to himself as he watched fish and tadpoles delicately swim around the small rocks sticking out of the water, the soft hum of water birds permeating the absolutely tranquil scenery. He continued his way down the winding creek for a few more minutes, his worries from the nightmare completely washed away by the soothing forest landscape before he finally spotted the familiar pastel blue fur of the dog he loved so much. Bandit’s heart skipped a beat as his mind came back to what she asked him the night before. \n “Dad! What took you so long?!” Bluey was in her teenage form again as she called out to her dad and ran to him with a skip in her step before throwing herself in his arms, looking up at her dad with a deep red blush on her muzzle and nothing but love in her eyes as she tried to wrap her arms around his wide belly; her tail was wagging so hard that it was practically wagging her hips along with it. \n “I was just, uh… having some trouble falling asleep.” Bandit blushed back as he looked back into her eyes and petted her head, not wanting to bother her with his nightmares. “So about… what you said last night…” He gulped, his mouth feeling extremely dry as his tail instinctively started wagging faster behind him. \n “Yes?” Bluey’s tail wagged a little slower, unsure of how her dad was going to react. Part of her was expecting a lecture about why they can’t, but another part was desperately wishing he would just say yes.\n Bandit wasn’t even sure [i]why[/i] he was so nervous all of a sudden. He had done so much more – and far worse – with his young daughter in their dreams already, why was the idea of a simple little wedding ceremony with her making him feel this way? \n “You’re… asking to get married in a [i]dream[/i], right? Because-“\n “Yes, I know, we can’t do anything for real life.” Bluey interrupted him, expecting he would say something like that. “So…?” Her tail started wagging faster again in anticipation. \n Bandit knelt down on one knee in front of her, holding her hands in his as he looked up at his daughter’s adorably nervous face. \n “I would be [i]happy[/i] to be your dream-husband, Bluey.” Bandit couldn’t help but smile as he saw tears of joy well up in his little girl’s eyes. It felt a little strange being on the opposite end of the proposal - and with his own daughter of all people - but it made his heart swell with love nonetheless; as he stood back up, he even felt a tear on his own cheek as well. “But if it’s all right with you, I want to see the [i]real[/i] you from now on. You don’t have to prove anything to me, you’re perfect just the way you are.” He continued, getting the feeling that she only made herself look older like this for his sake; there would be plenty of time in the future to see her as the amazing young woman she would become. Bluey let out a bashful whimper in response to her dad’s compliment and she shrank back down to her normal age, wiping a tear from her eye as she gave him another hug, which he returned. \n “I think you’re perfect too, dad. That’s why I wanna marry you.” She whispered as she buried her face in his fur, feeling like her heart was going to burst with the love she felt. After a few moments in the gentle embrace, Bluey finally pulled back slightly before wiping her eyes. “Let’s have it right here! Can we?” \n “Anything for you, sweetheart. It certainly is beautiful, you picked a great spot.” Bandit smiled as he held his daughter close and looked around at the forest dreamscape surrounding them, noticing a group of pademelons hopping through a nearby thicket. As he turned back to look at Bluey again, she was already beaming and wearing a wedding dress fit for her smaller size and a white wedding veil that resembled the one in their costume bin at home. “Well [i]you[/i] certainly don’t waste any time, do ya kiddo?” The big blue heeler teased his daughter, flattered by her eagerness as she only hummed happily in response. \n Suddenly feeling under-dressed, Bandit focused and manifested a tuxedo around himself, one nearly-identical to the one he wore for his and Chilli’s wedding. However, once he thought about it, he wondered how exactly they were going to do this; there was no officiant, no guests, not even an altar – and would there even be a reception? \nAs if she were reading his mind based on the expression on his face, Bluey looked several meters away at a suitable open patch of grass and in an instant, a small white pavilion appeared, lined with beautiful decorative Poinciana flowers and thick vines that intertwined with each other in swirling spirals. \n “We don’t need anyone else for this, just you and me.” Bluey spoke softly with a loving sigh, admiring her handsome dad in his formal attire. \n “Sounds good to me.” Bandit gently leaned in and pressed his forehead against his daughter’s with a smile, feeling each other’s breath on their muzzle as they held the position for a moment before pulling away again. “So how should I…?” He gestured toward himself and the pavilion, clearly not knowing how a ceremony would work with only two people.\n “Well the bride’s dad walks her down the aisle, so let’s walk there together. I wanna do it [i]properly[/i].” Bluey almost held her elbow out for her dad to take it, but realized she was much too short compared to him for that to work comfortably, so she simply held her gloved hand out, which Bandit took in his own. As they faced the pavilion and walked to it together, a beautiful slow piano tune fit for a wedding suddenly started playing seemingly out of nowhere. \n [i]‘Wow, Bluey is getting really good at controlling these dreams…’[/i] Bandit thought to himself as they approached the pavilion. However, with every step he took, the more he felt his nerves shaking again. While it was natural to feel nervous for a typical wedding, it was obvious to Bandit that this wedding in particular was anything [i]but[/i]. All his guilt and shame for this entire fucked-up situation he had found himself in had come surging back all at once, making his stomach churn and feel as though he were going to throw up. \n However, he wasn’t alone; although Bluey felt like the happiest girl in the world, she was also extremely nervous; this was her own dad after all, and she also knew this wedding wasn’t normal. Sure, this wedding wasn’t [i]real[/i] anyway, but in a way, to her, it really was just as real as any wedding [i]could[/i] be. It wasn’t about being able to call herself his wife, or to steal him away from her mum, it was more about her expressing her romantic love for her dad in the truest, most meaningful way she knew how. \n As they finally stepped into the pavilion and faced each other with both of their hands tightly gripping the other’s, the music faded into silence. Clearing his throat to break the nervous air around both of them, Bandit spoke first with his honest, most sincere impromptu vows. \n “Bluey. I’ve known you since you were born. The first time I saw you in that hospital was the happiest day of my life. I think you deserve to know… you weren’t your mum and I’s first try. We almost had one years before you, but… it… didn’t make it.” Bandit teared up as he remembered those painful memories that neither he nor Chilli had spoken of for years. Bluey simply listened sympathetically, slowly stroking his fingers with her thumb. “We had almost given up hope. But then [i]you[/i] came, and you were a miracle. Ever since then, you’ve been the light of my life, and I’d do [i]any[/i]thing to make you happy. I couldn’t ask for a better daughter. I promise I’ll always be here for you. I promise I’ll always be your Dad and take care of you, even when you’re all grown up. I promise I’ll always love you, Bluey. No matter what.” Bandit gulped again as he felt a happy tear trickle down his cheek, letting out a deep breath as he nerves were still shaking. After a brief pause, Bluey finally spoke her own vows. \n “Dad… Bandit. I know I don’t always show it, but I’m so glad you’re my Dad. To me, you’re the best Dad in the whole world. I’ve known you my whole life, and I can’t imagine a life without you. I know I said I started wanting you only a few weeks ago, but… I think I was in love with you even [i]before[/i] that. You’ve always been the light of [i]my[/i] life too, and I always feel a little sad when you’re not around. You’re [i]my[/i] miracle. I promise I’ll always learn from you. I promise I’ll always bother you with silly games, even when I’m old enough to be a [i]real[/i] granny.” They both quietly chuckled at her joke through loving sniffles and tears, though Bandit knew he unfortunately likely wouldn’t live to be quite that old; he was forty years older than her, after all. “But most of all, I promise I’ll always love you too, Dad.” As Bluey wiped tears from her eyes, Bandit saw his daughter was positively [i]glowing[/i]. He spoke once more, acting as his daughter’s officiant for the ‘I-do’s’.\n “Do you, Bluey Heeler, take Bandit Heeler to be your wedded dream-husband together in marriage? To love him, comfort him, keep him for better or worse, in sickness and health, so long as we both shall live?”\n “I- I do!” Bluey shouted, albeit a bit too loudly and with a crack in her voice, as a stream of joyful tears were running down her face like a waterfall as she was finally at the moment she had waited for for so long. It took her a few seconds to calm herself, but finally she spoke as Bandit’s officiant, trying her best to remember the right words.\n“D- do you, Bandit Heeler, take me – I mean, Bluey Heeler – to be your wedded dream-wife together in marriage? To love, and… com.. comfort? And for better or worst, in sickness and health, as long as we both live?”\n This was the moment. There could be no going back to the way things used to be after this. Bandit’s breathing deepened as he paused, this one major decision weighing heavily on his mind. His shaking nerves were telling him, screaming even, to put a stop to this madness and turn her down for good, to go back to being just her Dad and nothing more. This was Bluey, his daughter. He already had a wife, Chilli. That was how things were supposed to be. It still wasn’t too late to do the right thing; he had always had a choice. Taking a deep breath, Bandit’s shaking nerves ceased and he finally felt at peace with himself as he made his final decision. \n\n “I do.” \n\n The big blue heeler picked his daughter up, holding her against him with one arm at eye-level as he gently lifted the veil from her face. “May I now kiss the bride?” He asked with his vision partially-clouded by his own tears, in awe of how stunningly beautiful his daughter looked in this one special moment. He no longer felt any regrets; he was proud to call Bluey his wife, even if only in the world of dreams. \n Bluey nodded, and the father and daughter both leaned in and met their lips together in a tender incestuous kiss that represented the depth of their true undying love for each other. As they held the kiss for a brief moment, their hearts felt connected as one in a way they hadn’t ever imagined would be possible between a parent and child. Finally, Bluey slowly pulled away to break the kiss before day suddenly became dusk, the forest around them becoming dim as a warm lambent glow from the pavilion light kept the newlyweds illuminated. \n “May I have this dance?” Bluey asked her father as she tried to wrap her hands around his wide neck; Bandit smiled and nodded, wrapping both arms around her back to keep her up at his height as he easily held her in his strong arms. Their cheeks rested gently against each other and they closed their eyes as they started swaying in place, a slow dance song with piano and string instruments suddenly starting to play from seemingly nowhere. \n[i]\n {High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life\n Fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time\n Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends\n A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again}[/i]\n\n Bandit thought about how fitting the song was, how this all started because just he had a nightmare where his painful memories of Chilli’s miscarriage combined with his fear of his Bluey not being in his life. Once had and Bluey had started this forbidden relationship in their dreams, he had kept fighting his personal fears and regrets as a consequence of the pleasure they made each other feel. He didn’t know what would happen in the future or how long they could keep doing this, but Bandit knew that regardless, he could no longer keep himself away from her, and he didn’t want to anymore; he truly loved his daughter with his whole heart, and he was much too far in the deep end now, so he may as well embrace it for as long as possible.\n\n [i]{'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need\n Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why\n If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?\n If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?}[/i]\n\n Bluey thought about how she knew it was wrong to be in love with her own father like this, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. All she knew was she hoped they could be together forever, and she wouldn’t ever let anyone take her love away from her. Even if it wasn’t acceptable to the rest of the world for them to be together, her love for her dad made perfect sense in her eyes; he was her whole world, and nothing could ever make her stop loving him. \n\n [i]{Why are you my clarity?\n Why are you my remedy?}[/i]\n\n Bandit also reflected on [i]why[/i] he felt this romantic love for his own daughter; she had everything he loved in a person – she was funny, kind, brave, smart – he even loved her more cheeky and mischievous side as she became a more independent person with age. Every day he spent with her was the best day ever to him, and she made his life full of nonstop happiness and fun; Bandit hoped with all his heart that this joy would never have to end. He still had no idea [i]how[/i] or [i]why[/i] they could share these dreams in the first place, but he was so glad that they could. \n\n [i]{If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?\n If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?\n Why are you my clarity?}[/i]\n\n As the song faded out into silence, they shared one more loving tearful kiss under the light as it flickered to black. \n\n When Bandit regained his vision a few seconds later, he realized he was back at the house, and in Bluey’s bedroom. Under the strange blood-red glow of the salt-lamp light, he could faintly see his daughter sitting on the edge of her bed still in her wedding dress, as if she were waiting for him. \n“Now, Dad, it’s time for the honeymoon~” Bluey purred coyly as she licked her lips and sat in a seductive pose on her mattress. Bandit’s heart skipped a beat at those words, almost forgetting what typically happens [i]after[/i] a wedding. \n He approached the bed, unbuckling his belt and tossing his jacket onto the floor. Standing directly in front of his precious Bluey, he pulled his pants and underwear down, kicking them off before loosening his tie and unbuttoning his white formal shirt, chucking them both aside as well.\n Any inhibitions he once felt about this relationship with his daughter in their dreams were now completely gone. Bandit fully embraced his shameless lust for his little girl, leaning in and ripping the little blue heeler’s wedding dress open to expose her bare chest before pushing her onto her back on the bed with a forceful grunt. Though they were normally nude anyway, something about undressing her aggressively like this felt particularly raunchy and arousing. \n As he leaned over his daughter lying on the bed in submission, Bandit held her against the sheet and pressed his nose deeply into the fur on her chest and neck, reveling in her natural scent. Bluey let out a loud ticklish giggle that filled the room with the sweet sounds of her laughter as she felt her dad’s hot breath blowing against her skin in the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder. Her father only focused on her intoxicating aroma, running his fingers through the soft blue fur on her chest as his face moved inch by inch towards her mouth until his muzzle was hardly even a centimeter in front of hers. Bandit held his position for a moment, taking in the sensation of Bluey’s warm sweet breaths on his face as she desperately wanted him to claim her as his own. \n Unable to hold himself back any longer, the big blue heeler pinned his daughter firmly to the bed by her arms as he leaned in, a moan instinctively escaping both of their mouths in unison as their tongues reunited for their most passionate kiss yet as husband and wife. As they hungrily explored each other’s flavors, their wet tongues each slowly danced and swirled around the other with perfectly-synced choreography. \n Normally, Bandit would have wanted to rush the foreplay and get right to the good stuff, but this time he wanted to make sure to take things nice and slowly; it was he and his daughter’s honeymoon, after all, it needed to be [i]very[/i] romance. He broke the kiss, a strand of saliva connecting their tongues as they both panted with anticipation, but Bandit wasn’t nearly done tasting his daughter’s delicious mouth yet. He kissed her again, their tongues colliding in a sloppy mess of saliva before he pulled himself back once more. Bandit kissed Bluey’s luscious maw again and again with a moan from both of them each time their mouths collided, the string of spit between them becoming thicker and more viscous with every pull-back. He finally kissed her one more time, this time drinking up all of the shared built-up saliva between them. As he broke the last kiss once more with a satisfied sigh, Bluey’s body shook and she let out a light moan, her eyes rolled upwards as if the pure pleasure of her dad’s tongue had drained the life out of her entire body. \n With a smirk on his face at the pride of a job well done, Bandit pulled he rest of the wedding gown off his daughter before tossing the shredded dress across the room. He knelt in front of Bluey as she still lay on the bed - whose mind was still fuzzy from the intense kissing session – and lifted her legs up getting a perfect view of her two temptingly soaking wet holes as her tail rapidly wagged like a pendulum. \n “[i]There’s[/i] my watermelon~” Bandit huffed with a lick of his lips as he dove in, feeling the powerful heat radiating from her juicy cookie as his wide flat tongue slurped up her fluids greedily. With her hands tightly gripping the bedsheets, Bluey’s body shook as a loud moan escaped her lungs, her back arching as her dad’s skilled tongue grazed against her extremely-sensitive little clit. He couldn’t help but moan with pleasure himself as he savored his daughter’s unbeatable feminine flavor, his voice vibrating onto the little blue heeler’s slit as he did so, which only brought her even closer to the brink. Not wanting her to be satisfied just yet, Bandit pulled back before his daughter got [i]too[/i] close. It was [i]his[/i] turn to make her beg like the needy little puppy she was. He slowly slid his index-finger down her slit from top to bottom, earning a shiver from Bluey’s hips as he heard her whimper with desperation. \n “Yeah, you’re ready.” Bandit mumbled with a smirk, standing back up and gently slapping his large red canine member down on his little bride’s belly. “Do you want this cock [i]inside[/i] you, Bluey?” She only nodded excitedly as she looked up at him. \n “I wanna hear you [i]say[/i] it.” The big blue dog growled through his teeth with an evil grin, loving the view of his unbearably-horny child below him at his mercy. \n “I- I want it in me…” Bluey blushed as she looked away, feeling slightly humiliated by the words coming out of her mouth.\n “What was that? I couldn’t hear you~” Bandit’s smirk grew wider as he cherished seeing his normally-outspoken girl so embarrassed like this. \n “I want my daddy’s big fat [i]cock[/i] in me! [i]Please[/i]!” She looked back at him directly in the eyes as she gave him the puppydog-eyed ‘Please Face’, her cheeks a deep red – and it wasn’t from the lamp. \n “There’s my good girl~” He rolled her over on her stomach and gripped her sides with his hands, adjusting his hips to line up with her perfectly before eagerly plunging into his daughter-wife’s slick tunnel. \n “Ah, [b][i]Biscuits[/i][/b]!” Bluey happily shouted in ecstasy as she felt her insides thoroughly stretched open by her dad’s thick hard rocket, not having felt him this big inside her pussy since their first time together on the lawn. As she was gasping and groaning from the sensations of her dad’s hips repeatedly slapping into her rear, she suddenly felt one of his fingers reaching into her mouth from behind, which she gladly licked and sucked. As soon as she started servicing her dad’s finger, Bluey could tell that his pace had quickened significantly in thrusting into her – it must feel really good for boys to have their fingers sucked on, she thought. She loved the sounds her dad, her new husband, made as he made love to her - the deep feral growls, the strained oscillating grunts as he humped her, the airy sound of him breathing through his teeth – his noises alone turned her on almost as much as the sex itself. Suddenly, Bandit slowed down to a stop as he got a new idea.\n “Bluey… do you know what a ‘mating press’ is?” Bandit asked between breaths, needing a second to regain his energy. \n “…N-no?” Bluey answered, genuinely not sure what that was. \n “Would you [i]like[/i] to?” Her dad replied smugly, rolling her back onto her back with his throbbing member still inside; the sensation felt funny to Bluey as it spun around inside her like a screw. \n “[i]YeAauh![/i]” She excitedly moaned with a shudder, knowing with confidence that anything her dad had planned for her was bound to feel amazing. \n “All right, let’s just get adjusted here…” Bandit lifted her up and got onto the bed with her, placing her back down on her back and stretching her knees up to her shoulders as far as they could go. With his member still pulsing inside of her, he positioned his larger body completely over Bluey’s smaller frame as if it were another game of Squish-Squash and firmly panted his feet into the mattress for solid-footing. Bandit pulled out of his daughter just enough so that the very tip of his penis was safely hidden just behind her sopping-wet navy blue folds. “Ready?”\n “[i]Very[/i] ready~” She bit her lip, feeling her whole body shaking with anticipation as she felt a drop of sweat trickle down her temple. \n “Okay Bluey, here goes-!” With one powerful thrust downwards, Bandit’s knot plunged down deep into his bride’s cunt with an audible [b]*POP*[/b] as the newlywed father and daughter both let out a harmonized howl of hot-blooded pleasure. The big blue heeler immediately got to work, repeatedly pressing the entirety of his heavy weight into his much smaller daughter with every thrust against her cervix. The sounds of Bluey’s girlish squeals of pure bliss combined with the wet squishing and squelching noises of their interlocked sexes made Bandit’s mind shift to that of something resembling closer to a wild animal rather than a civilized dog. \n “God, I wanna just put a baby in you so bad, Bluey…” He grunted like a beast through his teeth, not even thinking or caring about what he was actually saying; it was like he was completely drunk purely on lust. Bluey blinked a few times in response, unsure what he was talking about until the gears in her mind started to move. \n “Wait… [b][i]THIS[/i] is how [i]BABIES[/i] are made?![/b]” She shouted out loud in surprise, her mind completely blown by the life-changing revelation. \n “Yeah… yeah…” Bandit groaned with an absentminded chuckle, hardly even paying attention to what his daughter said. He was only focused on how good it felt to be inside his little girl. After a few moments to come to terms with this shocking news, Bluey was into it.\n “Well… put a baby in my belly then, Daddy… put a baby in your daughter~” She moaned, feeling her body shake as she was nearing her orgasm, and she could tell it was going to be an intense one.\n “Oh, [i]fuck[/i], Bluey…” Hearing his daughter say those words instantly brought Bandit close to the brink of his as well, feeling the pressure building rapidly throughout his throbbing member as he had one goal in mind. \n “Give me a baby, Dad!” Bluey commanded, feeling like she was about to burst. \n With one final slam of his hips into hers, the incestuous bride and groom both howled once more into the night as Bandit pumped his daughter’s womb to the brim with his hot potent sperm. Continuing to fill her up, the sweaty couple kissed once more as his semen spilled over, dripping like syrup down Bluey’s taint and onto the damp bedsheets below them. \n After a few moments to catch his breath, Bandit finally came down from his high and broke the kiss with another moan as he rolled over on his back with his knotted shaft still stuck inside Bluey, now with her on top of him as she lay panting on his stomach. They simply looked into each other’s eyes for a several seconds, reflecting on only how much they loved each other and how amazing it was that they were given this opportunity to be lovers without judgment nor consequences. \n “I love you so much, Dad.” Bluey sighed as she leaned in for another gentle kiss with her father, her dream-husband, her one true love.\n “I love you so much too, Bluey.” Bandit leaned in as well and met his daughter’s lips with his, tasting her sweet tongue as the static faded in on cue and he opened his eyes in his own bed next to his wife Chilli, who was stirring slightly from her sleep; the alarm clock was reading 7:15 A.M.\n [i]‘What a good dream.’[/i] Bandit thought to himself with a smile as he exhaustedly rolled out of bed, taking his sticky underwear off and tossing it in the hamper as he prepared to start a great new day. \n\n\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "            It was 11:25 P.M., and for the first time in about a week, Bandit Heeler was having trouble sleeping; even the usual dose of melatonin wasn’t doing the job. All day, he couldn’t stop thinking about what Bluey had asked him in their previous dream together.

            ‘Can we get married?’

            He remembered that she had casually asked him the same question months ago out of innocent childlike curiosity, but things were different between them now. Of course they couldn’t get married for real life, that would be insane. ‘Maybe I just mis-heard her.’ Bandit thought. ‘Or maybe… maybe she wants to get married in a dream?’ He thought about what it would be like to marry his young daughter; though it felt weird to imagine, he knew Bluey no doubt would look absolutely beautiful in a wedding dress. As her father, Bandit couldn’t help but shed a happy tear just picturing it.
            ‘That wouldn’t be so bad, I guess. A pretend-wedding, just for Bluey.’ He smiled as he closed his eyes again, trying to finally get some much-needed sleep.

            Bandit opened his eyes to find himself not in his bedroom, but in an empty grassy meadow. Finding it unusual compared to all the other dreams when he would be in his bedroom, Bandit looked around for any signs of life, but saw nothing; nothing but grass as far as he could see, all the way to the completely-flat horizon. As he glanced up, he noticed the sky was overcast, like a rainstorm would be coming soon. With a scowl of confusion, Bandit began to walk straight, keeping his eyes open for any changes or signs of Bluey. After several frustratingly-boring minutes of walking with so indication of progress whatsoever, his pace sped up into a jog, a run, and finally a full-on sprint, desperate for any signs of progress. Something felt off about this dream. Suddenly, his ears perked up and he stopped in his tracks at the soft sound of sobbing. He looked behind him, suddenly finding himself in a graveyard; though he didn’t notice it, the clouds were getting gradually darker.
            “Well this isn’t a good sign…” Bandit gulped; graveyards were never a good kind of dream to have. As he scanned the cemetery, he saw three familiar figures gathered near a grave: one bigger, two smaller; two orange, and one blue. He could feel his breaths quickening and his heart pounding with dread as he approached them; Chilli, Bingo, and Bluey were standing in front of a tombstone, and although his two daughters were sobbing painful wails of mourning as tears ran down their faces, Bandit’s wife was not. In fact, she showed no emotion whatsoever. The big blue heeler’s blood ran cold as his eyes turned to the stone in front of them, which read:

            Bandit Robert Heeler
            1975-2020
            “Gotta be done.”

            Forgetting that that this was all just a nightmare, Bandit couldn’t help but feel terrified by the foreboding slab. He raised a hand to reach out for his family, but his terror only heightened as he saw no hand reach out; he looked down, crying out in despair as he realized he had no body at all. Bandit Heeler was a ghost, gone forever from the mortal world. He kneeled where he stood and cried along with his children as he believed he would never get to play with them again, never see them grow up, never be there for them when they needed him. The clouds above suddenly darkened ominously as rain began to fall lightly on the ground, a low repetitive thumping noise reverberating through Bandit’s entire being in a steadily quickening pace. The black storm clouds made it almost impossible for him to see anything anymore as the rain quickly went from a light trickle to a torrential downpour. In a split second, he heard a deafening crack of thunder as his vision went completely white in a flash, and then completely black. For a brief moment, he could have sworn he experienced the empty and eternal void of non-existence enveloping him before a singular glowing bright red otherworldly eye opened in the distance; hearing a loud cacophony of incomprehensible whispers ringing in his ears, he felt it staring into his very soul as if spying on him from beyond the unknown.
 
            “AAH!” Bandit’s eyes shot open as he bolted up in bed and let out a sharp yelp, feeling as if he was just struck by lightning. He looked at his hands, letting out a shuddered whimper of relief as they were clearly visible in front of him, just as they should be. He was still alive.
            Bandit simply paused for a moment, sitting in his bed in complete solitude his face in his shaking hands. These lucid nightmares were really beginning to take a toll on his emotional state. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm his nerves and slow his pounding heart, but something about this nightmare was particularly terrifying, even more so than the previous two. Once he felt his nerves eventually start to eventually relax, he looked around the room and noticed the normally-wooden floor had turned into green grass, with red Chrysanthemums sprouting up in random places. Bandit got off the bed and felt the soft turf under his feet as he slowly walked to the door before opening it; however, he was taken aback as what would normally be the hallway from his room had become an entrance to-
            “The creek?” he asked aloud to no one in particular as he stepped into the open space surrounded by natural lush trees and the sounds of peacefully-trickling water, wondering if this was Bluey’s doing. Bandit followed along the clear flowing stream bubbling out of the spring as a beautiful swarm of shimmering red dragonflies were flying nearby.
            “I should really take the kids here again soon, this place really is beautiful.” He mumbled to himself as he watched fish and tadpoles delicately swim around the small rocks sticking out of the water, the soft hum of water birds permeating the absolutely tranquil scenery. He continued his way down the winding creek for a few more minutes, his worries from the nightmare completely washed away by the soothing forest landscape before he finally spotted the familiar pastel blue fur of the dog he loved so much. Bandit’s heart skipped a beat as his mind came back to what she asked him the night before.
            “Dad! What took you so long?!” Bluey was in her teenage form again as she called out to her dad and ran to him with a skip in her step before throwing herself in his arms, looking up at her dad with a deep red blush on her muzzle and nothing but love in her eyes as she tried to wrap her arms around his wide belly; her tail was wagging so hard that it was practically wagging her hips along with it.
            “I was just, uh… having some trouble falling asleep.” Bandit blushed back as he looked back into her eyes and petted her head, not wanting to bother her with his nightmares. “So about… what you said last night…” He gulped, his mouth feeling extremely dry as his tail instinctively started wagging faster behind him.
            “Yes?” Bluey’s tail wagged a little slower, unsure of how her dad was going to react. Part of her was expecting a lecture about why they can’t, but another part was desperately wishing he would just say yes.
            Bandit wasn’t even sure why he was so nervous all of a sudden. He had done so much more – and far worse – with his young daughter in their dreams already, why was the idea of a simple little wedding ceremony with her making him feel this way?
            “You’re… asking to get married in a dream, right? Because-“
            “Yes, I know, we can’t do anything for real life.” Bluey interrupted him, expecting he would say something like that. “So…?” Her tail started wagging faster again in anticipation.
            Bandit knelt down on one knee in front of her, holding her hands in his as he looked up at his daughter’s adorably nervous face.
            “I would be happy to be your dream-husband, Bluey.” Bandit couldn’t help but smile as he saw tears of joy well up in his little girl’s eyes. It felt a little strange being on the opposite end of the proposal - and with his own daughter of all people - but it made his heart swell with love nonetheless; as he stood back up, he even felt a tear on his own cheek as well. “But if it’s all right with you, I want to see the real you from now on. You don’t have to prove anything to me, you’re perfect just the way you are.” He continued, getting the feeling that she only made herself look older like this for his sake; there would be plenty of time in the future to see her as the amazing young woman she would become. Bluey let out a bashful whimper in response to her dad’s compliment and she shrank back down to her normal age, wiping a tear from her eye as she gave him another hug, which he returned.
            “I think you’re perfect too, dad. That’s why I wanna marry you.” She whispered as she buried her face in his fur, feeling like her heart was going to burst with the love she felt. After a few moments in the gentle embrace, Bluey finally pulled back slightly before wiping her eyes. “Let’s have it right here! Can we?”
            “Anything for you, sweetheart. It certainly is beautiful, you picked a great spot.” Bandit smiled as he held his daughter close and looked around at the forest dreamscape surrounding them, noticing a group of pademelons hopping through a nearby thicket. As he turned back to look at Bluey again, she was already beaming and wearing a wedding dress fit for her smaller size and a white wedding veil that resembled the one in their costume bin at home. “Well you certainly don’t waste any time, do ya kiddo?” The big blue heeler teased his daughter, flattered by her eagerness as she only hummed happily in response.
            Suddenly feeling under-dressed, Bandit focused and manifested a tuxedo around himself, one nearly-identical to the one he wore for his and Chilli’s wedding. However, once he thought about it, he wondered how exactly they were going to do this; there was no officiant, no guests, not even an altar – and would there even be a reception?
As if she were reading his mind based on the expression on his face, Bluey looked several meters away at a suitable open patch of grass and in an instant, a small white pavilion appeared, lined with beautiful decorative Poinciana flowers and thick vines that intertwined with each other in swirling spirals.
            “We don’t need anyone else for this, just you and me.” Bluey spoke softly with a loving sigh, admiring her handsome dad in his formal attire.
            “Sounds good to me.” Bandit gently leaned in and pressed his forehead against his daughter’s with a smile, feeling each other’s breath on their muzzle as they held the position for a moment before pulling away again.  “So how should I…?” He gestured toward himself and the pavilion, clearly not knowing how a ceremony would work with only two people.
            “Well the bride’s dad walks her down the aisle, so let’s walk there together. I wanna do it properly.” Bluey almost held her elbow out for her dad to take it, but realized she was much too short compared to him for that to work comfortably, so she simply held her gloved hand out, which Bandit took in his own. As they faced the pavilion and walked to it together, a beautiful slow piano tune fit for a wedding suddenly started playing seemingly out of nowhere.
            ‘Wow, Bluey is getting really good at controlling these dreams…’ Bandit thought to himself as they approached the pavilion. However, with every step he took, the more he felt his nerves shaking again. While it was natural to feel nervous for a typical wedding, it was obvious to Bandit that this wedding in particular was anything but. All his guilt and shame for this entire fucked-up situation he had found himself in had come surging back all at once, making his stomach churn and feel as though he were going to throw up.
            However, he wasn’t alone; although Bluey felt like the happiest girl in the world, she was also extremely nervous; this was her own dad after all, and she also knew this wedding wasn’t normal. Sure, this wedding wasn’t real anyway, but in a way, to her, it really was just as real as any wedding could be. It wasn’t about being able to call herself his wife, or to steal him away from her mum, it was more about her expressing her romantic love for her dad in the truest, most meaningful way she knew how.
            As they finally stepped into the pavilion and faced each other with both of their hands tightly gripping the other’s, the music faded into silence. Clearing his throat to break the nervous air around both of them, Bandit spoke first with his honest, most sincere impromptu vows.
            “Bluey. I’ve known you since you were born. The first time I saw you in that hospital was the happiest day of my life. I think you deserve to know… you weren’t your mum and I’s first try. We almost had one years before you, but… it… didn’t make it.” Bandit teared up as he remembered those painful memories that neither he nor Chilli had spoken of for years. Bluey simply listened sympathetically, slowly stroking his fingers with her thumb. “We had almost given up hope. But then you came, and you were a miracle. Ever since then, you’ve been the light of my life, and I’d do anything to make you happy. I couldn’t ask for a better daughter.  I promise I’ll always be here for you. I promise I’ll always be your Dad and take care of you, even when you’re all grown up. I promise I’ll always love you, Bluey. No matter what.” Bandit gulped again as he felt a happy tear trickle down his cheek, letting out a deep breath as he nerves were still shaking. After a brief pause, Bluey finally spoke her own vows.
            “Dad… Bandit. I know I don’t always show it, but I’m so glad you’re my Dad. To me, you’re the best Dad in the whole world. I’ve known you my whole life, and I can’t imagine a life without you. I know I said I started wanting you only a few weeks ago, but… I think I was in love with you even before that. You’ve always been the light of my life too, and I always feel a little sad when you’re not around. You’re my miracle. I promise I’ll always learn from you. I promise I’ll always bother you with silly games, even when I’m old enough to be a real granny.” They both quietly chuckled at her joke through loving sniffles and tears, though Bandit knew he unfortunately likely wouldn’t live to be quite that old; he was forty years older than her, after all. “But most of all, I promise I’ll always love you too, Dad.” As Bluey wiped tears from her eyes, Bandit saw his daughter was positively glowing. He spoke once more, acting as his daughter’s officiant for the ‘I-do’s’.
            “Do you, Bluey Heeler, take Bandit Heeler to be your wedded dream-husband together in marriage? To love him, comfort him, keep him for better or worse, in sickness and health, so long as we both shall live?”
            “I- I do!” Bluey shouted, albeit a bit too loudly and with a crack in her voice, as a stream of joyful tears were running down her face like a waterfall as she was finally at the moment she had waited for for so long. It took her a few seconds to calm herself, but finally she spoke as Bandit’s officiant, trying her best to remember the right words.
“D- do you, Bandit Heeler, take me – I mean, Bluey Heeler – to be your wedded dream-wife together in marriage? To love, and… com.. comfort? And for better or worst, in sickness and health, as long as we both live?”
            This was the moment. There could be no going back to the way things used to be after this. Bandit’s breathing deepened as he paused, this one major decision weighing heavily on his mind. His shaking nerves were telling him, screaming even, to put a stop to this madness and turn her down for good, to go back to being just her Dad and nothing more. This was Bluey, his daughter. He already had a wife, Chilli. That was how things were supposed to be. It still wasn’t too late to do the right thing; he had always had a choice. Taking a deep breath, Bandit’s shaking nerves ceased and he finally felt at peace with himself as he made his final decision.

            “I do.”

            The big blue heeler picked his daughter up, holding her against him with one arm at eye-level as he gently lifted the veil from her face. “May I now kiss the bride?” He asked with his vision partially-clouded by his own tears, in awe of how stunningly beautiful his daughter looked in this one special moment. He no longer felt any regrets; he was proud to call Bluey his wife, even if only in the world of dreams.
            Bluey nodded, and the father and daughter both leaned in and met their lips together in a tender incestuous kiss that represented the depth of their true undying love for each other. As they held the kiss for a brief moment, their hearts felt connected as one in a way they hadn’t ever imagined would be possible between a parent and child. Finally, Bluey slowly pulled away to break the kiss before day suddenly became dusk, the forest around them becoming dim as a warm lambent glow from the pavilion light kept the newlyweds illuminated.
            “May I have this dance?” Bluey asked her father as she tried to wrap her hands around his wide neck; Bandit smiled and nodded, wrapping both arms around her back to keep her up at his height as he easily held her in his strong arms. Their cheeks rested gently against each other and they closed their eyes as they started swaying in place, a slow dance song with piano and string instruments suddenly starting to play from seemingly nowhere.

            {High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life
            Fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time
            Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends
            A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again}

            Bandit thought about how fitting the song was, how this all started because just he had a nightmare where his painful memories of Chilli’s miscarriage combined with his fear of his Bluey not being in his life. Once had and Bluey had started this forbidden relationship in their dreams, he had kept fighting his personal fears and regrets as a consequence of the pleasure they made each other feel. He didn’t know what would happen in the future or how long they could keep doing this, but Bandit knew that regardless, he could no longer keep himself away from her, and he didn’t want to anymore; he truly loved his daughter with his whole heart, and he was much too far in the deep end now, so he may as well embrace it for as long as possible.

            {'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need
            Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why
            If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
            If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?}

            Bluey thought about how she knew it was wrong to be in love with her own father like this, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. All she knew was she hoped they could be together forever, and she wouldn’t ever let anyone take her love away from her. Even if it wasn’t acceptable to the rest of the world for them to be together, her love for her dad made perfect sense in her eyes; he was her whole world, and nothing could ever make her stop loving him.

            {Why are you my clarity?
            Why are you my remedy?}

            Bandit also reflected on why he felt this romantic love for his own daughter; she had everything he loved in a person – she was funny, kind, brave, smart – he even loved her more cheeky and mischievous side as she became a more independent person with age. Every day he spent with her was the best day ever to him, and she made his life full of nonstop happiness and fun; Bandit hoped with all his heart that this joy would never have to end. He still had no idea how or why they could share these dreams in the first place, but he was so glad that they could.

            {If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
            If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?
            Why are you my clarity?}

            As the song faded out into silence, they shared one more loving tearful kiss under the light as it flickered to black.

            When Bandit regained his vision a few seconds later, he realized he was back at the house, and in Bluey’s bedroom. Under the strange blood-red glow of the salt-lamp light, he could faintly see his daughter sitting on the edge of her bed still in her wedding dress, as if she were waiting for him.
“Now, Dad, it’s time for the honeymoon~” Bluey purred coyly as she licked her lips and sat in a seductive pose on her mattress. Bandit’s heart skipped a beat at those words, almost forgetting what typically happens after a wedding.
            He approached the bed, unbuckling his belt and tossing his jacket onto the floor. Standing directly in front of his precious Bluey, he pulled his pants and underwear down, kicking them off before loosening his tie and unbuttoning his white formal shirt, chucking them both aside as well.
            Any inhibitions he once felt about this relationship with his daughter in their dreams were now completely gone. Bandit fully embraced his shameless lust for his little girl, leaning in and ripping the little blue heeler’s wedding dress open to expose her bare chest before pushing her onto her back on the bed with a forceful grunt. Though they were normally nude anyway, something about undressing her aggressively like this felt particularly raunchy and arousing.
            As he leaned over his daughter lying on the bed in submission, Bandit held her against the sheet and pressed his nose deeply into the fur on her chest and neck, reveling in her natural scent. Bluey let out a loud ticklish giggle that filled the room with the sweet sounds of her laughter as she felt her dad’s hot breath blowing against her skin in the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder. Her father only focused on her intoxicating aroma, running his fingers through the soft blue fur on her chest as his face moved inch by inch towards her mouth until his muzzle was hardly even a centimeter in front of hers. Bandit held his position for a moment, taking in the sensation of Bluey’s warm sweet breaths on his face as she desperately wanted him to claim her as his own.
            Unable to hold himself back any longer, the big blue heeler pinned his daughter firmly to the bed by her arms as he leaned in, a moan instinctively escaping both of their mouths in unison as their tongues reunited for their most passionate kiss yet as husband and wife. As they hungrily explored each other’s flavors, their wet tongues each slowly danced and swirled around the other with perfectly-synced choreography.
            Normally, Bandit would have wanted to rush the foreplay and get right to the good stuff, but this time he wanted to make sure to take things nice and slowly; it was he and his daughter’s honeymoon, after all, it needed to be very romance. He broke the kiss, a strand of saliva connecting their tongues as they both panted with anticipation, but Bandit wasn’t nearly done tasting his daughter’s delicious mouth yet. He kissed her again, their tongues colliding in a sloppy mess of saliva before he pulled himself back once more. Bandit kissed Bluey’s luscious maw again and again with a moan from both of them each time their mouths collided, the string of spit between them becoming thicker and more viscous with every pull-back. He finally kissed her one more time, this time drinking up all of the shared built-up saliva between them. As he broke the last kiss once more with a satisfied sigh, Bluey’s body shook and she let out a light moan, her eyes rolled upwards as if the pure pleasure of her dad’s tongue had drained the life out of her entire body.
            With a smirk on his face at the pride of a job well done, Bandit pulled he rest of the wedding gown off his daughter before tossing the shredded dress across the room. He knelt in front of Bluey as she still lay on the bed - whose mind was still fuzzy from the intense kissing session – and lifted her legs up getting a perfect view of her two temptingly soaking wet holes as her tail rapidly wagged like a pendulum.
            “There’s my watermelon~” Bandit huffed with a lick of his lips as he dove in, feeling the powerful heat radiating from her juicy cookie as his wide flat tongue slurped up her fluids greedily. With her hands tightly gripping the bedsheets, Bluey’s body shook as a loud moan escaped her lungs, her back arching as her dad’s skilled tongue grazed against her extremely-sensitive little clit. He couldn’t help but moan with pleasure himself as he savored his daughter’s unbeatable feminine flavor, his voice vibrating onto the little blue heeler’s slit as he did so, which only brought her even closer to the brink. Not wanting her to be satisfied just yet, Bandit pulled back before his daughter got too close. It was his turn to make her beg like the needy little puppy she was. He slowly slid his index-finger down her slit from top to bottom, earning a shiver from Bluey’s hips as he heard her whimper with desperation.
            “Yeah, you’re ready.” Bandit mumbled with a smirk, standing back up and gently slapping his large red canine member down on his little bride’s belly. “Do you want this cock inside you, Bluey?” She only nodded excitedly as she looked up at him.
            “I wanna hear you say it.” The big blue dog growled through his teeth with an evil grin, loving the view of his unbearably-horny child below him at his mercy.
            “I- I want it in me…” Bluey blushed as she looked away, feeling slightly humiliated by the words coming out of her mouth.
            “What was that? I couldn’t hear you~” Bandit’s smirk grew wider as he cherished seeing his normally-outspoken girl so embarrassed like this.
            “I want my daddy’s big fat cock in me! Please!” She looked back at him directly in the eyes as she gave him the puppydog-eyed ‘Please Face’, her cheeks a deep red – and it wasn’t from the lamp.
            “There’s my good girl~” He rolled her over on her stomach and gripped her sides with his hands, adjusting his hips to line up with her perfectly before eagerly plunging into his daughter-wife’s slick tunnel.
            “Ah, Biscuits!” Bluey happily shouted in ecstasy as she felt her insides thoroughly stretched open by her dad’s thick hard rocket, not having felt him this big inside her pussy since their first time together on the lawn. As she was gasping and groaning from the sensations of her dad’s hips repeatedly slapping into her rear, she suddenly felt one of his fingers reaching into her mouth from behind, which she gladly licked and sucked. As soon as she started servicing her dad’s finger, Bluey could tell that his pace had quickened significantly in thrusting into her – it must feel really good for boys to have their fingers sucked on, she thought. She loved the sounds her dad, her new husband, made as he made love to her - the deep feral growls, the strained oscillating grunts as he humped her, the airy sound of him breathing through his teeth – his noises alone turned her on almost as much as the sex itself. Suddenly, Bandit slowed down to a stop as he got a new idea.
            “Bluey… do you know what a ‘mating press’ is?” Bandit asked between breaths, needing a second to regain his energy.
            “…N-no?” Bluey answered, genuinely not sure what that was.
            “Would you like to?” Her dad replied smugly, rolling her back onto her back with his throbbing member still inside; the sensation felt funny to Bluey as it spun around inside her like a screw.
            “YeAauh!” She excitedly moaned with a shudder, knowing with confidence that anything her dad had planned for her was bound to feel amazing.
            “All right, let’s just get adjusted here…” Bandit lifted her up and got onto the bed with her, placing her back down on her back and stretching her knees up to her shoulders as far as they could go. With his member still pulsing inside of her, he positioned his larger body completely over Bluey’s smaller frame as if it were another game of Squish-Squash and firmly panted his feet into the mattress for solid-footing. Bandit pulled out of his daughter just enough so that the very tip of his penis was safely hidden just behind her sopping-wet navy blue folds. “Ready?”
            “Very ready~” She bit her lip, feeling her whole body shaking with anticipation as she felt a drop of sweat trickle down her temple.
            “Okay Bluey, here goes-!” With one powerful thrust downwards, Bandit’s knot plunged down deep into his bride’s cunt with an audible *POP* as the newlywed father and daughter both let out a harmonized howl of hot-blooded pleasure. The big blue heeler immediately got to work, repeatedly pressing the entirety of his heavy weight into his much smaller daughter with every thrust against her cervix. The sounds of Bluey’s girlish squeals of pure bliss combined with the wet squishing and squelching noises of their interlocked sexes made Bandit’s mind shift to that of something resembling closer to a wild animal rather than a civilized dog.
            “God, I wanna just put a baby in you so bad, Bluey…” He grunted like a beast through his teeth, not even thinking or caring about what he was actually saying; it was like he was completely drunk purely on lust. Bluey blinked a few times in response, unsure what he was talking about until the gears in her mind started to move.
            “Wait… THIS is how BABIES are made?!” She shouted out loud in surprise, her mind completely blown by the life-changing revelation.
            “Yeah… yeah…” Bandit groaned with an absentminded chuckle, hardly even paying attention to what his daughter said. He was only focused on how good it felt to be inside his little girl. After a few moments to come to terms with this shocking news, Bluey was into it.
            “Well… put a baby in my belly then, Daddy… put a baby in your daughter~” She moaned, feeling her body shake as she was nearing her orgasm, and she could tell it was going to be an intense one.
            “Oh, fuck, Bluey…” Hearing his daughter say those words instantly brought Bandit close to the brink of his as well, feeling the pressure building rapidly throughout his throbbing member as he had one goal in mind.
            “Give me a baby, Dad!” Bluey commanded, feeling like she was about to burst.
            With one final slam of his hips into hers, the incestuous bride and groom both howled once more into the night as Bandit pumped his daughter’s womb to the brim with his hot potent sperm. Continuing to fill her up, the sweaty couple kissed once more as his semen spilled over, dripping like syrup down Bluey’s taint and onto the damp bedsheets below them.
            After a few moments to catch his breath, Bandit finally came down from his high and broke the kiss with another moan as he rolled over on his back with his knotted shaft still stuck inside Bluey, now with her on top of him as she lay panting on his stomach. They simply looked into each other’s eyes for a several seconds, reflecting on only how much they loved each other and how amazing it was that they were given this opportunity to be lovers without judgment nor consequences.
            “I love you so much, Dad.” Bluey sighed as she leaned in for another gentle kiss with her father, her dream-husband, her one true love.
            “I love you so much too, Bluey.” Bandit leaned in as well and met his daughter’s lips with his, tasting her sweet tongue as the static faded in on cue and he opened his eyes in his own bed next to his wife Chilli, who was stirring slightly from her sleep; the alarm clock was reading 7:15 A.M.
            ‘What a good dream.’ Bandit thought to himself with a smile as he exhaustedly rolled out of bed, taking his sticky underwear off and tossing it in the hamper as he prepared to start a great new day.




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