The word rips from your mouth with enough force to blast apart the cum in its way. Your throat is sore, and you aren't sure why you just called Rebecca that. Maybe some part of you actually accepted it? Deep down, you had always wanted to know who your father was. Regardless, you scream out the one word, "DAAAAAADDD!!!"
Rebecca pauses just as she's about to throw away the kleenex. That was one word she was beginning to think she'd never hear. Could it be Lisa? No, that didn't make any sense. She shouldn't be up yet, and the little girl had always called her mom. Besides, this sounded closer. In confusion, the red-head stared about the room, looking what could have possibly made that noise, but she found nothing. Shrugging, she moved to throw away the kleenex again, but once more the scream sounded out, this time even louder, "DDAAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDD!!!"
Rebecca could've swore that voice was familiar, and it sounded like it was coming from her hand. Feeling a little stupid for the suspicion, she turned the kleenex over to look at it. To her surprise, it seemed like there was something in there amongst her jizz. Squinting, she tried to make out the small form, but when she realized what it was her eyes widened.
You sighed in relief, your breath coming ragged, as your father's eyes settled on you. She saw you. You were saved. Though that didn't mean this wasn't going to be awkward, you realized, as you remembered you were covered in her seed. Abruptly Rebecca's strong fingers reached towards you. The long tanned digits carefully pinched you between them, and effortlessly lifted you out of the sticky liquid that held you prisoner. Though your ruined pajamas stay behind. Your father eyed you quietly, as she mindlessly threw away the kleenex.
In the awkward silence you couldn't help but notice how surprisingly soft the giantess' fingers were. You would've thought them rough from the exercise she did but no. She clearly took care of them. You thought you detected the faintest hint of a rather pleasing aroma too, but, whatever lotion or perfume it was, it was overpowered by the scent of musk and sex radiating from Rebecca after her session of furious masturbation. "Will?" Your father broke the silence.
"Y-yeah, it's me." You answer nervously, your voice a little hoarse from all the screaming.
You expect fussing, yelling, or some awkward question, but what your mother's best friend asks is something else, "Did you...call me Dad?"
You're confused. You're shrunken, naked, and you were found in her seed, and THAT'S what she asks? You nod in response. Rebecca bites her lip, but she wastes no time in deciding what to do. Quickly, she presses you to her exposed breast and starts walking. You blush, as your held firmly against your dad's warm soft breast. Her lightly tanned skin is silky smooth to the touch, and feeling it rub up against your now exposed prick shortly forces your boner to return once more. You blush, but you have a hard time imagining how that alone is going to make things any worse.
After only a moment, you hear a door shut and lock. Then Rebecca lifts you off her tit and places you on her bed. Rather than look down at you, though, she crouches to put you at eye level. You're privately grateful for this, as you're not sure if you could've kept your eyes off of her immense junk. "Tell me what happened." She said in a mixed tone of concern and firmness you were all to familiar with from her.
"I...I-I don't know." You begin, not entirely certain how to explain things. "I just...I w-woke up like this, and I went to the living room to get some help. Then I found you and...Mom. I uh...tried to get your attention by climbing up your leg, but..then you trapped me."
Your father remains quiet and unreadable as you explain, leaving out the parts of how mesmerized you were by her cock, but you think spot a bit of a blush. Awkwardly, you continue, "So I was um...in your panties until you got home. I tried to get to safety when you...started spanking the monkey, but I didn't escape."
While Rebecca has only the barest hints of a blush, your face is entirely red in embarrassment. You aren't sure how she's going to take all this, but then you see a smile cross her face. "This is great!' She exclaims.
"W-wha...how?" You blurt.
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