Gender: Male Age: 33 Location: USA
|Introduction: Maddie's rapidly enlarging bust is ruling her life - and making Dad think bad thoughts|
So yeah… Mr. Yawkey, her 5th grade teacher, was DEFINITELY thinking of having sex with my daughter Maddie.
No more than a week after my huge heart-to-heart with Maddie, the fucking cocksucker asked Maddie to stay behind after class got out to “help him with something.” He closed the door, and started asking Maddie lots of questions.
“So Maddie, I wanted to let you know that I think you’re the most mature student in this class and I would love it if you’d consider being a special after school club for mature leaders.”
And of course Maddie went for it. Because she’s 10 and she trusts everybody. She had no idea how dirty that sounded.
Then he said some shit about this club only being for two members – him and her – and it involved some sex education, and I don’t really know what else happened after that.
But all I know is what I saw.
I went to pick Maddie up from school that day, and she didn’t come out at the right time. So I went in to look for her. They let me past the front desk to go Mr. Yawkey’s classroom, and when Maddie was missing and his door was closed, I knew something was up. The door was locked and I know I heard her voice inside. And I saw red.
I broke the fucking door down with one big military grade push. And what I saw horrified me.
Mr. Yawkey had his cock out through his slacks, and his hand was on her shirt, lifting up her top and her bra as her bare 32F breasts were exposed. She saw me and ran over to me crying and hugged me.
And I just fucking wailed three solid punches on the little twerp before the people from the office heard the commotion and came running back.
So needless to say, the fucking guy was fired. He ended up on the news for trying to fuck with a 10-year-old girl. I didn’t think that much of it at the time, figuring Maddie was a minor and her name wouldn’t get out there, but some punk kid from her class tweeted a picture of her in a tight spaghetti strap top, her huge tits stretching the limits of the fabric, and putting “My 5th grade teacher Mr Yawkey tried fucking this student. I’d try too. #tigolebitties”
And the tweet got out there. Local news media found out about it. And they laid eyes on my overdeveloped 10-year-old daughter. And it spread like wildfire. They didn’t put it on the local news, but social media had a life of its own (Twitter and Facebook were brand new at the time) and I was shocked when the story made national news. And the main idea of the story was that it was somehow okay since Maddie was just a fucking walking wet dream.
My girl was horrified. She was crying all the time. I desperately wanted to help her and I suggested a breast reduction. She was all for it and we made an appointment with a doctor to talk about it.
But when we got there, while he agreed it was totally a great reason to get a reduction, he couldn’t approve it since she was so young. He said we needed to wait until she was 13 at the earliest – as if that age magically would make everything okay – and then we could do one if we were still interested.
I was livid. Though I loved seeing her tits bouncing around the house, nothing was worth my little girl crying all the time because an entire fucking nation was enthralled by her tits. But there was simply nothing we could do.
She was due to start middle school next year, so I just took her out of school, home-schooled her the rest of the way, and sought to start her at a school where she didn’t know anybody. I cashed in a bunch of vacation and got started.
Being holed up with Maddie for what ended up being six months counting summer ended up making us very close. Even closer than before. We talked very openly about her body image and I assured her things would get better when she got to middle school.
That was vital, because she went through another goddamn growth spurt. She was busting out of her 32H bras to the point that breast flesh not only overflowed over the top of the cups, but on the bottom as well, so I re-measured her.
I was shocked to discover that, with her ever-widening hips as puberty took hold, creating a more slim and curvy waist, she had dropped a band size and raised a few cup sizes. She measured out at a 30L.
So yeah… try finding that size!!
We also got pretty open sexually. She had lots of questions for me so I figured it would be best to just design a home school sex ed course for her that centered on her specific situation. It also allowed me to learn about things, as well.
Upon my learning, I stumbled across a condition called virginal breast hypertrophy. It apparently strikes some girls who have breasts that grow quickly after the onset of puberty. And this description fit her to a tee.
However, to determine, I needed to do an inspection of her breasts.
“Baby, I need you to do me a favor.”
“What do you need, daddy?”
“I have been doing some research and I think I know why you have big boobs. But I need to examine them to see.”
“O…K…” she said, uncomfortably. I forgot that it really had been about two years since I saw her bare breasts. I really didn’t look at them closely when I saw them exposed in front of goddamn Mr. Yawkey. But I needed to look for the condition of the areola, veins in the breasts, etc. to see if it was in fact VBH.
“Don’t be nervous, baby. I just want to make sure everything is OK.”
She was wearing a baggy T-shirt at the time that was about three sizes too big for her, but she lifted that up and I saw her huge bra-encased tits. And though I’m ashamed to admit it, I felt my cock immediately respond. I had no control over it. It wAas engrained.
I looked at her beautiful 30L bra, which was black with pink hearts. Her tits were easily bigger than her head. And the rest of her body was so little. She was at about 5’6” now and still slim. It was fucking crazy.
Apprehensively, she reached back to unhook her bra. And a lot of the things I read about regarding VBH I kind of saw. Like the huge areola. But they were supposed to be pretty stretched out and almost unnatural looking and very light or very dark. She didn’t fit that description. Her areola, though, while being just fucking huge, was bright pink and, to be honest, beautiful and perfect. I’ve always loved huge pink areola and my little Maddie certainly had that. They were probably an inch or so larger in diameter than a compact disc.
Another key thing that was missing was her nipple. VBH cases either have puffy nipples or no real nipples to speak of. And holy shit, did Maddie have a nipple.
I mean, I did notice all the time. She always had a huge nipple visible through almost any top if she wasn’t wearing a bra. They were probably nearing a good ¾ inch long since they were cold and exposed, and was also nearly an inch in diameter.
Then there was the total lack of evident veins in her breasts. They were pretty fucking perfectly proportional too (a lack of proportionality was also a tip off).
They just simply looked like huge, grown up, perfect tits.
And unbeknownst to me, I had developed a huge, grown up, perfect hard-on. And Maddie noticed before me.
“I think you got one of those erection thingies.”
I got so embarrassed and I immediately covered it up. “Oh my God, baby, I’m sooo sorry!”
“Well, you said you’re just a boy and you have no control of that, right?”
I sighed. “I guess so. You’re just so beautiful.”
She looked straight down at my still rock hard cock and had to ask some questions. “Do all penises get that size when they’re hard?”
Well, I guess we were about to have one of those frank, honest conversations. “No baby. Not really. Your dad just has a really big one.” I didn’t want to scare here. I knew I had a freakish piece, as I had been hauling around a 10-incher since I was about 12. Most boys are about half that size.
“Whew!” she exclaimed. “I started thinking about putting that in my vagina and thinking there wouldn’t be room.”
Did my daughter say she just thought about putting my cock in her pussy? And why am I such a sicko that it fucking got me even harder.
“Oooh, it just moved.”
I showed off, and flexed it a few more times and giggled. So did she. I had no idea why I did that.
“You can move it sometimes. Just not much though. Only a couple inches or so.”
“That’s pretty cool. I wish mine did that. I mean, my vagina.”
“Trust me baby, it does,” I explained. “It’s called kegels. It’s a muscle you have that both men and women have. When boys flex it, it makes our erect penis move. When girls flex theirs, their vaginal muscles contract. It makes you feel good and you do it during sex.”
“Ohhh. OK, that’s cool.”
“But don’t be scared by my penis, baby,” I said. “Most boys are only about half of my size.”
“Really?” She asked, scrutinizing it still. “So that means you’re, like, really super big?”
I laughed. “Yeah, I guess you could say that.”
“So you’re like me,” she asked. “I have really big boobs, and you have a really big penis.”
“Yes, baby. That’s right.”
“That’s why we understand each other so much,” she said, leaning forward to give me a big, topless hug. As she did, she straddled my leg and I know I definitely felt warmth and wetness.
“So Dad, can I ask you something?”
“Sure, baby. What is it?”
“Since you had a really big penis, did you have the same problems I am having. You know, like at school at stuff?”
I thought about it for a while, and though it was against my best judgment to tell her my stories, I had to admit, I was kind of blinded by the fact that it turned me on greatly. I always loved telling stories about my cock since cock worship is my biggest fetish.
“Well, I didn’t have as tough a time as you’re having,” I said. “A boy could have a really big penis and nobody knows about it since it’s hidden. It’s not like you. You can’t hide your breasts.”
“But once people found out I was pretty big, everybody freaked out. Everybody wanted to see it. But this was when I was in high school. I wasn’t as young as you.”
“So what did you do?”
“To be honest, I made some really bad decisions. I liked showing off what I had because I thought people wanted to be my friend because of it. I thought it made girls like me.”
“Why would having a big penis make girls like you?”
“Well baby, when you have a big penis like I have, girls like to have sex with you. They have orgasms a lot more easily.”
“Well, when I have sex, I want the boy to have a big penis like yours, daddy.”
God, why did that make me so fucking hard!?!
“That’s, uh, sweet, but getting back to the story. Though a few girls did like me because of my penis, mostly, I knew I was just ‘that guy with the huge dick.’”
“What’s a dick?”
Oh lord. I wasn’t watching my language. “I shouldn’t have said that word. Sometimes, people call a penis a “dick.” They’ll call it lots of other things too. The dirtiest version is “cock.””
“This is exciting,” Maddie said. “I think I like big dicks.”
“So anyway…” I changed the subject quickly. “People just wanted me to show up to parties so I could show them my penis and everybody could freak out. They didn’t want to hang out with me. And you shouldn’t waste your time on people that just want to see your boobs or are obsessed about your boobs, because you’re more than that.”
“You think so?”
“Of course, baby! You’re so intelligent and thoughtful, and I think you are so wise beyond your years, and that has nothing to do with how mature your body is. And anybody who doesn’t take the time to get to know the real you is a huge loser in my book, and they should be to you too.”
She gave me another topless hug, and I felt her breast brush against my cock. “Thank you daddy. I love you so much. You always know how to make me feel better.”
After we quit hugging, we looked at each other. “So what were we talking about before?” I looked down at her bare tits, and remembered. “Oh yeah. Yes, baby, I think just to be safe, I’ll take you to the doctor again and see if he agrees with my theory about why you keep growing.”
“Okay Dad,” she said, continuing to be easygoing.
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