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Over the years Roxanne had grown as pampered as one could be by her father, so much that even well into her teenage years she called him the same thing she had since the day she learned how to speak, growing up and treating him more like an oversized puppy in turn than anything.
She was so comfortable around him in fact that on laundry nights she had no issue asking him to let her wear his clothes while hers were in the machine, often walking about their house and sleeping in his oversized belongings as they slipped and slumped all over her figure.
Even when tied, more often than not his clothes were so large they'd still have a difficult time staying on her figure properly, and while at first it was a cute and adorable matter, as Roxanne got older the sight became much more alluring than anything, and the fact she constantly wanted to wear her fathers clothes despite becoming obviously more feminine in her teen years eventually started making her father think she was purposely starting to show off her body and may have a different sort of thing for him...
With more to his size than his brain, this is the result of the years of teasing he'd endured as his daughter slumbers, always being cuddled and touched by her during the day further pushing his limits, and now she lies unaware of his actions while donning his clothes yet again, various portions of her body subtly if not sensually exposed for his eyes to see...
"Yeah... Daddy loves you too baby..."