The Witch And The Bong Chapter 4: Daddy (futa, incest)

Story by DarthStrainjyer

The story waps up as Randal and Terri Applesworth arrive home to meet their new daughter Clarissa. Randal finds himself inexplicably attracted to his new daughter and she seems to be returning his desires, making it difficult to resist them. But as they give in to their taboo desires, there's something else going on that neither of them are aware.

So, the story finally comes to a close. This was fun to write, but this will probably be my last fiction post on this site as no one seems to care. This chapter contains incest so hopefully I don't get chased off the site.

Contains futa, incest, father/daughter, male on futa, marijuana, drug use, cannabis, tit fucking, oral and anal.

Chapter 1: https://www.futanaripalace.com/showt...apter-1-Winter

Chapter 2: https://www.futanaripalace.com/showt...ter-2-Clarissa

Chapter 3: https://www.futanaripalace.com/showthread.php?67113-The-Witch-And-The-Bong-Chapter-Three-Simone-And-River-(male-to-futa-tf)

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THE WITCH AND THE BONG

CHAPTER FOUR: DADDY

By Darth Strainjyer

“I'm in love with Mary Jane

She's my main thing

She makes me feel all right

She makes my heart sing”

-Rick James

“So I want to warn you, laddie

Though I know you're perfectly swell

But my heart belongs to Daddy

'Cause my Daddy he treats it so well”

--Cole Porter

The whole night for Randal Applesworth had been one of constant worrying and apprehension. Sure, they had gone to their party, and smiled and talked with their friends just like the original plan had been. But it had been difficult, since all night long he had been fully aware of what was happening to his son while he and his wife were clinking wine glasses and talking about their jobs, politics and vacations. But while they did that, Clark was getting his masculinity erased. Just like Ben when he’d become Brenda.

While Terri seemed to be handling their decision much better than he was, even she seemed a little on edge knowing what they were doing to their son. A couple of times they’d both slipped outside and taken a few tugs on the weed vape they’d brought along. It felt to Randal like he was back in college waiting for the final exam results to be posted again. The gathering lasted well into the wee hours of the morning, and not surprisingly, between the pot and the wine they were both pretty buzzed by the time the party wound down and their Uber showed up.

He almost didn’t want to get into it. He knew that car was taking them home, and to whatever remained of his son. It would be his daughter now, he reminded himself, and blushed a little when he imagined the kind of clothes he always saw Brenda wearing. He tried not to admit that he was seriously attracted to her. Not that he had any problem with trans people, but for some reason he wasn’t comfortable with admitting to himself that he might go for someone that had a penis.

They got into the car and he found himself wishing he’d taken another toke before they called the Uber, he was feeling really nervous. What if something had gone wrong? What if the transformation had left Clark horribly deformed or something? Sure, that creepy Winter girl had assured him up and down there was no danger, but in the end he was a Dad, and he worried about his kid. Just like every other Dad, he supposed. But every other Dad hadn’t paid a witch, or whatever she was, to turn his son into a slutty shemale.

As the car drove down the darkened deserted night streets, guilt continued to assail him. He tried to think about what the alternative would have been: Clark continuing his downward spiral of self-destruction. And taking who knows with him. It would have ended very badly, Randal knew that. It wasn’t just bad decisions or irresponsibility. Something had been seriously wrong with Clar

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