Mistaken Identity -------------------------------- Mae entered her childhood home with a smile. The goat had been planning this trip for a long time, to be home for her birthday from University to be with her parents. After some wheeling and dealing at school, she had managed to get herself out a week early to give her family a surprise. She planned on getting a nice meal cooked up for them to come home to, to make it a real surprise and could not wait to see them again. It had been almost six months since she had last seen her parents and she missed them terribly. Sadly her plans had not worked out and the bus she was on got delayed by several hours, leaving her getting home rather late instead in the early afternoon as planned. Strangely her parents were not home yet, but as it was a Friday and they were not expecting her she figured they might have gone out on a date. She sniffed at herself and made a face, several hours in tight quarters with a bunch of strangers had left its funk on her and she planned on taking a shower at least before they came home so she was more presentable. She went to her old room to drop her luggage off to find it just as she had left it, grabbed a few supplies and went to the main bathroom. She was surprised however to find it in shambles, in the midst of a full remodel and completely unusable in its current state. She sighed as she stood staring at it a moment before shrugging and heading to her parents bedroom and the master bath there. She figured they wouldn't mind and she really did want to be clean before they got home. ----- Jonathon was on his way home from a late night out with the boys. Once a month the wife Donna allowed him to hang out with them, and they hit up a few strip clubs and bars to party it up. His one promise to Donna was that he would not touch, and save it all up for her. You see, he was a rather plain and vanilla guy when they had first met, knowing little more than basic sexual acts that did nothing for her. Over the years she had been working on him, breaking down his barriers with new things and acts he would have considered taboo from his upbringing. Her current project with him was something she had always wanted to try and felt it was time to push him to give it a shot. You see, she had a bit of a rape fetish and watched more than a few videos with it featured, getting off every time as she imagined herself in those situations. And so she had been pushing the idea of consensual non-consent on him, though he had been resisting the idea so far, even when she told him to just take her at any time or place and do what he wanted. Well lubricated with a few too many beers, Jonathon thought tonight he would surprise her and give it a try. One of the dancers had really riled him up and he desperately wanted release, and if she was home before him he didn't plan on giving her a chance to do anything but take his cock. The boys all gave a rowdy farewell as they dropped him off in front of his house, a nice little home with plenty of separation between the houses as a buffer zone. He made his way inside and stood at the doorway for a moment, listening to see if his wife had beat him home. To his luck he heard the shower in their room running, and a grin crossed his face. Waiting no longer, he started walking to the master bedroom, shedding clothing with fumbling fingers to reveal his still well toned body, his horns glistening with a fresh polishing in the lights while his stiff rod stood at full attention now that it was free of all confines. He quietly stepped into the master bath, and saw the back of what he thought was his wife standing in the running water of the shower, soaking in the hot water. He had no idea his daughter had come home, and she had really filled out since she had last seen them, leaving her an almost exactly copy of her mother in shape and size. Licking his lips as his inebriated mind looked her over he quietly snuck up behind her, planning on making her wish come true. With only a slight fumble he stepped into the open shower and wrapped one arm around Mae's chest, lifting her breasts up as he pulled her back to him while his other hand clamped down on her muzzle to keep her from crying out. “Little bitch, I'm gonna fucking rape your ass like you deserve, parading around like that all the time getting all the guys worked up. I'm gonna show you what happens to dirty little teases like you.” He mentally hoped he was pulling off the average creep on the street vibe, even as his stiff prick prodding at her rear, her little fluffy tail flicking wildly about until the tip found what it was looking for. For Mae, she had no idea what was going on and was terrified. The voice in her ear was rough and deep, not anyone she thought she knew, and the fact he had outright told her he was gonna rape her left her a little weak. Sure she had teased a few guys at the Uni during the parties, but she guessed one decided to go a bit further and must have followed her home somehow....Either way she froze up, unsure what to do until she felt the prodding of the cock starting to press up against her virgin asshole. That was enough to get her moving again, starting to struggling but being held strongly in place by the arm wrapped around her. With one hard shove, Jonathon forced himself into her ass, groaning in pleasure as his wife had never really let him do anal with her before, but had explicitly said she would allow it if it would convince him to give the CNC a go. It was a chance he could not pass up and was worth every moment of waiting as he felt that textured tunnel completely surround his cock, his balls slapping up against the tight mound of her pussy. Mae let out a muffled scream of pain as he was penetrated, her entire rear on fire from the unexpected intrusion, causing her to clamp down on the intruder as if to force it back out. With a grunt Jonathon started to thrust into Mae despite her best efforts, letting himself get lost in the moment as he thought he was play raping his wife, rather than actually raping his own daughter. Though if he did know at this point it might not stop him as his clouded mind was only filled with lust now. He spent the better part of five minutes keeping her pinned to the shower wall, her whimpers the only thing heard over the wet slap of his hips to hers, each thrust slamming himself fully into her body as he defiled her ass. Jonathon finally reached his peak, stamina granted to him from his booze fest and started to blow his load into her rear, his cock throbbing while his body shivered with the pent up release. He finally let Mae's muzzle go, his body pinning her to the shower wall while he left himself buried deep in her ass, his hands wandering to play with her full and still perky breasts. He didn't notice they didn't have the sag to them his wife's had simply from the ravages of time and toyed with the nipples while he nuzzled at the back of her neck. “How was that honey. That do it for you.” He asked, while stroking Mae's sides, letting the hot water cascade over them both as he enjoyed the little moment together. Mae was almost catatonic at this point from the relentless pounding, her mouth slack with her tongue hanging out and only held up by the grip her father had on her and the fact his dick was still impaling her rear. The only reply she could give was a quiet sob of pain and fear, tears lost in the water until the voice registered as one she knew. “D...dad?” She whispered out, distress and disbelief in her voice as what she was hearing.... To be continued