When Jeffrey’s daughter was born, she had a strange condition. Her body was unable to digest anything other than her mother’s breast milk. It was a condition so unusual, not a single doctor they went to had ever seen it before. In the end they came to the conclusion that there was no choice, but for their daughter to be solely breast fed for the rest of the foreseeable future.
Brittany’s early years weren’t so unusual, but as she grew older, the awkwardness of the situation started to sit in. As she entered highschool, and began to hear her friends talking about their breasts, she started to become more self aware, not just about herself, but about her relationship with her mother. The meal times became so unbearable, that Brittany eventually asked her Mom if there was a more indirect way for her to get her nutrition. Starting from then on, her mother used a machine to extract the milk, and Brittany would take it from the fridge. It seemed Brittany had finally figured her life out, but it wouldn’t last.
Not long after Brittany’s 18th birthday, her mother was killed in a car accident. Jeffery and Brittany were broken. Brittany refused to drink most days, and Jeffery was worried about what would happen when the milk in the fridge ran out. It was at this point that he picked up his research on his daughter’s condition. After asking several doctors and running several tests, they finally found a solution, but he wasn’t going to like it. It turns out that the reason Brittany could only drink her mother’s milk was because her body rejected anything without its DNA. So all they needed was another food source rich in DNA similar to Brittany’s.
“The best candidate is…” The doctor paused. How would he break this news?
“Well,” Jeffery asked, “what is it?”
“…” The doctor hesitated, “your semen.” And from this point I think I can spare you the details. There was a lot of yelling, then silence, then crying, then more silence, and then thanked the doctor and went back home.
A few days went by before he finally worked up the courage to tell his daughter. At first she dismissed him completely. But soon enough, she ran out of milk. She still refused to take him up on his offer for a few days, but as she got hungrier and hungrier, one day she finally approached him.
“I’m hungry,” she said, with sad eyes and red cheeks. After standing there stunned for a whole minute, he just nodded his head, took a cup from the cupboard, and went into the bathroom. He stared at the cup with his dick out, took a deep breath, and started masterbating. It felt so wrong, but he was doing it for her.
He opened the bathroom door, with a cup of semen in hand, and walked over to his daughter. He set the cup down on the table, then sat down and tried to hide his face. Brittany took a seat and scooted in front of the steaming cup. She looked at it and took a whiff. At first she was disgusted but the more she smelled, she became intrigued instead. She took the cup in 2 hands raised it, and held it up to her lips.
Jeffery was frozen. As he stared intently at his daughter, time appeared to slow down. Brittany was still hesitant. It was her dad’s cum after all. She had a right to be hesitant. But after not eating for days she was hungry, very hungry.
Brittany slowly tilted the cup back and as the first of the contents touched her tongue, she was surprised. She thought that she would reel back in disgust, maybe vomit a bit, but no. It was good. It was amazing. She tilted the cup back further and began glugging it down. “Was this all one load?” she thought, as she eagerly drank her meal, one mouthful down her throat at a time.
Watching his own daughter drinking his cum, moaning between each swallow, affected him more than he wanted it to. He kept his excitement down though. This was his daughter. His slutty, cumthirs- No. He wouldn’t get a boner over his own daughter. It was wrong. But it was so hard to resist.
As Brittany finished off her drink, she put the cup down, licked her lips, and let out an involuntary moan. The last time she felt like this was when she was still breastfeeding. But this was something different, something more. And as she felt a strange feeling in her nether regions, it became clear that this new system would turn out very well, one way or the other.
**End of part 1**
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