The Bimbo App ~ Mommy Is Pregnant 05

Daddy Bimbofies His Nubile Daughter

Petra Gonzalez - September 13th

"Petra, I'm all achy," whimpered Mommy. She was so preggers right now, her belly biggie and roundy. "Can you massagey me!"

"Of coursey course!" I said, rubbying my hands together. I was such a massagey specially bimbo. "You just lie down on your back, and I'll makey you feel so greaty good!"

Mommy smiledy at me. She sanky down to the floor and laid onto her back. Her biggie belly swelled from her pussy to her boobies. Those were all quivery. They were so sexy to starey at. I licked my lips as I moved to her with my massagey oil.

There was always massagey oil. I just had to reachy out and grab the bottle.

Once, Daddy askedy me, "Where do you get those?"

"I don't knowy know!" I answered and giggled. Silly Daddy wantying to knowy things.

I knelty next to Mommy. She was so hottie. I poured the massagey oil into my hands. Today, it smelled all lilacy. I breatheyed it in. Such a lovey dovey happy smell. I rubbyed my hands over Mommy's biggie belly.

She was all preggers with my littley sister. I couldn't waity to meety her. It was so magical. A miracley was happenying in her belly. The priests were always babblying about miracley bliss as they fuckyed my pussy or my assyhole or dumpyed their cummies into my mouths.

I was a miracley slut. Yay!

My hands rubbyed the oil over her wondermus belly. Mommy purred as I did that, making her skin all gleamy. I giggled as I workyed my hands across her preggers stomach. I felty her all over, massagying her and makying her feel so wondermus.

"Mmm," she moaned as I workyed. "You're so lovey, Petra. Such a goody daughter!"

I smiledy at her. My hands were darker than Mommy. She had paley skin while mine was all brownie. I wonderyed why? But questions were all dummy. She was Mommy. That was all that matteryed to me.

I bouncyed in place on my knees, my titties jigglying as I massagedy her belly. I strokyed all over her stomach and moved downy to her titties. I slid my from her preggers to her boobies. I grippyed them and squeezedy them.

That was the most wondermus way to massagey Mommy.

I kneadyed her biggie boobies. She groaned, her milky treat squirting out of her biggie nipples. I giggledy and leaned over her. Her mommy milk splashed across my face. I opened my mouthy wide and caught the creamy delight on my tongue.

It was so sweetie. I squeezedy again. She gaspyed as the milkies squirted from her nipples. The warmy creamy splashed over my face. This was so much funny fun. I kneadyed her amazeball boobies with my brownie hands.

"Oh, oh, oh," Mommy moaned. "Such a goody massagying daughter. That's perfecty!"

"It issy is, Mommy!" I squealedy in completely agreement. "Ooh, ooh, that's so awesomey. I lovey your milkies and your boobies!"

I duckyed my heady down to give her nipplely some mouthy massages.

"Petra!" she gaspyed.

I suckledy on her nipple and dranky her creamy breasty milk. It was so awesomey to breastyfeed from Mommy. All that richy and creamy breasty milk flowed down my throaty to my belly. My pussy clenchyed. It was so hottie.

I wiggledy my hips from sidey to sidey as I gave Mommy's nipple my mouthy massage. I nursedy hardy, her milkies all floodying my mouth. So goody. I gulpied down all that wondermus cream. It was sweetie and hottie and richy and deliciousy.

I was a happy bimboy-slut.

"Petra," she groanyed. "So goody."

I popped my mouth off her nipple and moanyed, "You're mostly welcome, Mommy!"

I duckyed my head down and suckyed on her other nipple. I had to massagey them bothy both. That was the key to a goody massage. Lots of massagying with my hands and my fingers and my lips and my tongue and my dildos.

She groanyed in such a happy way as I suckledy on her biggie booby. Mommy had milky udders for us goody bimboy-daughters to enjoy. And Daddy, of coursey course. He loveyed Mommy's mommy knockers. My pussy clenchyed and assyhole burned.

So wondermus.

I gulpied down all her milky delighty treats. The warmy cream fillyed my belly. I shudderyed with such happy joy. I nursedy hardy on her. I massagedy her, but she needed more than a mouthy massage on her nipples.

She needed a pussy massagey with my specially dildo.

A specially mommy needed a specially massagey cum.

I poppyed my mouth off her nipple and smackyed my lips. "Ooh, ooh, are you ready for your pussy massagey, Mommy? But waity, I have to massagey your butt! Rolly over on your hands and knees!"

"Yay!" she squealed and rolledy over. That would make the pussy massagey easier.

I put more lilacy oil on my hands and slappyed them down on her paley rump. She gaspyed as I did that. The smacky sound echoyed around us. It was so hottie to hear. I smiled from eary to eary, so gladly to doey this.

I massaged her butt-cheeks. I partied them and exposedy her assholey hole. I smackyed my lips as I squeezedy her assycheeks. I nuzzled into her backydoor and lickyed it. I swirledy my tongue around her anally ring, giving her tonguey-lashying massage.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh," she cooed as my tongue all dartyed around her assyhole. "That's so nicey."

I was so glady Mommy thought that. I loveyed the soury flavor of her assyhole. It was so goody. I was an anally bimboy at heart. I savoryed lickying her backydoor as my hands massagedy her butty-cheeks. That was so perfecty.

So I thrusty my tongue past her sphinctery ring and into her backydoor.

"Petra!" Mommy squealed all happy.

I swirledy my tongue around in her assyhole. It was so soury and yummy. I moaned into her, my fingers all diggying into her butty-cheeks. I loveyed doing that to her. I had to makey her feel so relaxy. She was super duper preggers.

My tongue all massagedy her assyhole from the inside. I gave her a wondermus pleasure. She groaned as diddy that. Her pussy must be gettying all wetty for the dildoy massage. My own backydoor burnyed. We would have so much funny fun with the endy of our massage.

My hands kneadyed her oily butt-cheeks, my tongue flickying around in her sourmus backydoor. She whimpered, her assyhole clenchying about my tongue. She was almost ready for her dildoy massage. It was so amazying.

I was so wettie for it.

"Pleasey please," Mommy whimpered. "You gotta massagey my pussy! My preggers pussy is so itchy and wettie and achy. I needy it! I needy to cummy, Petra!"

I popped my lips from her assyhole and squealed, "Of coursey, Mommy! Your preggers pussy will be massagedy so welly well!"

"Yay!" Mommy squealed. She soundyed so happy about it.

I turnyed around and grabbed my specially dildo. It was doubly headed. I put it in my assyhole, then I could massagey her pussy with the othery end. I reachyed behind me and pressedy it betweeny my butty-cheeks.

I found my assyhole and pushed on it. I whimpered in delighty joy as my anally ring widened and swallowedy it so easy peasy. I groanyed with such joyful joy as it pushied into my bowels and felt so awesomey in there.

I wiggledy my hips and giggled. "I have a dildoy-tail, Mommy!"

"Yesy you do," Mommy said, kneeling there. "Now, are you gonna fucky your mommy with it?"

"Massagey you, Mommy!" I said, turnying on my knees. I aimed my butty-cheeks at Mommy's. I gripped the dildoy and lined it up to her furry muff. I nuzzled it through her red hair to her pussy lips. "See!"

I thrusty back with my whole body.

She gaspyed as the dildo massagying her pussy as the other end went all deep into my bowels. Our butt-cheeks clappyed together with a loudy smack. I giggled, my boobies jiggling. It was all in mommy's preggers twat.

"Now for the massagey fun!" I squealed and rockyed forward.

The dildoy sliddy my around in buttyhole. I loveyed that heaty delight. I rockyed back, my assycheeks slappying into Mommy's. She gasped as I massagedy her cunty hole with my dildo. I rockyed forward again.

She groaned as I did that. She joinyed me, both of us rockying forwardy and backyward. Our butt-cheeks smackyed together. The fleshy slaps echoed through the room as we massaged each other. The heaty delight burnedy in my assyhole.

I groaned, loveying that sensation very muchy much. Our butt-cheeks slappyed togethery overy and overy again. It was so wildly. I whimperyed at the heaty joy of us doing this. The dildoy speared into my bowels so deepy.

"Massagey my pregger pussy, Petra!" gasped Mommy. "You're such a dummy bimboy-masseuse!"

"I ammy am!" I squealed. "Ooh, ooh, you're a dummy bimoby-mommy!"

"Yay!"

We rockyed backy and frothy, our butt-cheeks slappying together as the dildo sliddy innie and outie of my assyhole. It massagedy me, too. I gaspyed, my orgasm all buildying in me. I would have such a goody explosion of joy.

Mommy moaned all loudy. The dildoy massaged my bowels, the velvety friction swelling the heaty in my pussy. Juices drippyed down my thighs. I clawed at the carpet as we rockyed together overy and overy again.

"Mommy's gonna cummy, Petra!" she gasped. "Fucky Mommy's cunty hole with that dildo! Doey it, slutty slut!"

"I'm massagying you to an orgasm, Mommy!" I gaspyed.

"Yesy yes! Massagey me! Fucky me! Makey me cummy, Petra!"

I rockyed back as hardy as I couldy. My butty-cheeks stungy from the slaps. An excitedy burning that addyed to the buildying blissy joy in my cunty. I whimpered, my black hair swaying around my face as I massaged Mommy with dildo.

She gaspyed back as she slappyed her butt-cheeks against me. The dildo plungedy so deep into my assyhole. She squealed out for joyful joy. Was she cummying? Did I massage Mommy to her wondermus orgasm?

"That's so goody!" she howled.

I did.

That sent me plunging into my climaxy joy.

My assyhole spasmed all fasty around the biggie dildo. The heaty waves swept joy through me. I squealed as the rapture drownyed my thoughts. I was all smothered in goody ecstasy. My pussy gushed juices that bathed Mommy's bush.

We both gaspyed and moanyed. I trembled, so happy to doey this to her. I made Mommy cummy like a goody masseuse-whore. Stars flashied across my vision. I was so happy. So gladly. My pussy spasmed while my assyhole worshiped that hugey cock.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh," Mommy gasped. "I think... I think... I'm going into labory!"

I blinked, my mind all full of pleasure. "Labor?"

"I'm having a cutie baby!"

* * *

Chris Cartwright

My wife gave birth to our daughter Camille. It was a surprisingly fast delivery. Not like with Alice that took seventeen hours. We barely got to the hospital when it was done. The nurse took our daughter away while my wife was dozing in the hospital bed.

I was beside her, smiling. A new daughter. A miracle brought into the world. What an exciting thing. I had two daughters now--I didn't count my other bimbos who had adopted me as their father. Camille Cartwright was my flesh and blood.

I helped to create her. It was such an awe-inspiring thing. A true miracle the way new life was created. I was thrilled to be apart of it. That I had helped to bring such a wonderful creature as Camille into this world.

My phone beeped.

I pulled it out of my pocket and stared down at the notification from the Bimbo App. I knew this would be perverse. That it might even be utterly vile. That made me hard. This excitement swept through me. I was such a depraved person now.

The Bimbo App had transformed my family into a bunch of deviant perverts. I craved more. New experiences. New levels of depravity. I unlocked the phone, eager to see what the Bimbo App had to offer for me now.

Motherly Milk Perk: Upgrade your HuCow Bimbo to produce extra nutritious breast milk that will grow and mature your daughter to eighteen in seven days. She will be emotionally and intelligently mature, possessing all the basic knowledge of the mother and what a young woman should know.

I knew it. Utterly perverse.

Camille matured to eighteen in seven days. Old enough to bimbofy. Fuck, that was exciting.

It cost 5000 Bimbo Crystals.

I had burned most of my Bimbo Crystals for the parent/teacher conference a few weeks ago. I had only 537 left which meant... I did some math in my head and arrived at 4463 Bimbo Crystals. I could buy them in packs of 10 for hardly a discount--the Bimbo App was predatory.

For $475, I could buy 10 Bimbo Crystals. So I purchased 446 packs for $211,850. After buying this mansion and a Lamborghini, I only had $505,974. Well, I dropped down to $294,124. My bimbos made me thousands of dollars every day, though. No biggie. Of course, 446 packs of 10 were not enough Bimbo Crystals. I was three short, so I had to buy them individually at $50 a piece, dropping me to $293,974.

I had enough, so I hit

YES

!

No, I didn't hit that

YES

button, I smashed it. I wanted to have another bimbo-daughter.

* * *

Chris Cartwright - September 21st

Today, Camille turned eighteen. Just seven days like the Bimbo App promised. Her childhood had flashed by. She had learned so fast. I had her work through home school material. She advanced in mathematics, reading, writing, geography, and even science so fast.

She was smart. My Camille was a bright child. She could go to college, get a Ph.D., and be a big success, but... I wanted her to stay at home. I wanted her to be my bimbo-daughter. I was such a selfish pervert, but her mother started this.

Her mother wanted me to do this.

"You have to bimbobuy her," my wife said just this morning when we woke up. "Bimbobuy our daughter!"

"Bimbo... buy?" I asked, giving my wife a curious look.

"Yesy yes, you buy her as a bimboy-slut with the Bimboy App!" She smiled. "I did that with many of our other daughters. Now it's all yours."

My wife wasn't allowed to bimbofy anyone. I had to take that away from her. She had bimbofied our neighbor's wife, Rachel's mother. I had to trade the wife back to her husband in exchange for his daughter. So I had locked my wife out of her App.

That, it turned out, had consequences. I hadn't expect to pay 729 Bimbo Crystals for my next bimbo. It should have been less, but all my wife's bimbos were counted as mine now. I sighed. That would cost some money, but not nearly as much as the perk my wife had.

Well, I didn't mind. I would buy them if I needed to. Of course, every day, I had done my rolls for free Bimbo Crystals. I hated having to buy them. I hated giving the Bimbo App creator more money. Yes, I made a lot, but he took a cut on all my bimbos profits and made me buy Bimbo Crystals.

On the first morning, I had gained 91 Bimbo Crystals. I was excited. Some high rolls like that, and I wouldn't have to buy that many.

The second day netted me 63 Bimbo Crystals. Not as great, but still a big number.

Day three was 70. I was on a roll. I would get most of what I needed this way.

Then I rolled on the fourth morning. 6. A lousy 6.

It was random. I told myself that and tried not to be disappointed by the results. It was hard. I wanted to not pay out a lot of money. Buy that 5000 Bimbo Crystal perk had really hurt. It cost me nearly a quarter of a million.

I mean, it was worth it to have Camille be a fully mature eighteen-year-old girl in record time, but...

I rolled on Day five. 23. I winced. It was better, but still under the average.

Day six kicked me in the balls with 12. I definitely was going to come up short. I was only at 265 as I stood outside of Camille's door. I was ready to make my last gacha roll. I opened up the Bimbo App and clicked on the pink button.

The numbers flashed by so fast, that I only had impressions of them. 55, 78, 13, 99, 27, 42, 48, 86.

I tapped the screen to top them on... 16.

"Fuck," I muttered as the screen flashed and the crystals shot up to the total, bringing me to 281. I didn't even get half of them in seven days. I still needed... 448 Bimbo Crystals. That would cost me a day's worth of bimbo-whoring.

And property taxes would be due soon. The large house wasn't cheap. The electric bill was nuts, and we were heading into winter. How much would this cost to heat? Oh, well. I had my bimbo-whores. Soon I would have my daughter.

It would all be worth it.

So I bought forty-four packs of 10 Bimbo Crystals, one pack of 5, and three packs of 1 for $21,290. Not as bad as I thought. I snorted. That was three months of salary at my old job. I had the crystals. It was time to bimbofy her.

Or bimbo buy my second daughter.

I knocked on the door. "It's Daddy."

"Come in, Dad," my daughter said. She stopped calling me daddy yesterday.

I opened the door to find her sitting up in her bed. She stretched and looked at me. She gave me a quizzical look as I held my phone at her. She groaned and held her hand up. Her strawberry-blonde hair was a mess from sleeping.

"Daddy, I don't even have my makeup on," she complained. She had learned about makeup yesterday and quickly mastered it. "And my hair's a mess. I'm in my PJ's. This isn't the time for a selfie."

"This is the perfect time, sweetie," I said as the prompt appeared on my phone.

Do you want to make Camille Cartwright into a bimbo?

YES

or

NO

"Do you love your daddy?" I asked her, my finger hovering over the button.

"Yes!" she exclaimed, her face buried in her hands. Her cheeks reddened. "I do. That's silly, Dad. You know that. This isn't the time for a picture. This is so cringe."

I tapped

YES

.

My cock throbbed as her hands fell away. She beamed at me and hopped on her knees. That look of empty-headed joy crossed her face. She was fully a bimbo. She was in her pink pajamas. They were too plain for her, but she didn't seem to notice.

"Would you strip for Daddy?" I asked, her profile picture joining my other bimbos. Camille was at Level 0. She would hit Level 1 pretty fast. Just a few sex acts, then I would decide what to make her. I had a bimbo of all types, but there were branching paths I hadn't tried out. My wife had become a HuCow Bimbo, but I also could have made her a Teacher Bimbo. How would that have ended up?

Or what if I made my daughter into a Spanking Slut Bimbo like Keily, but at Level 3 I chose Nurse Bimbo instead of S&M Bimbo? Or take Rachel. I had made her a Bukakke Lover Bimbo instead of a Mommy Bimbo. I could do that for Camille.

So many possibilities, but first I had to level up my daughter.

"Get naked for Daddy, Camille," I said, eager to pop her cherry.

"Yay!" my little girl squealed. She ripped off her pajama top, exposing her round breasts. She had bigger tits than Alice, her older sister. I loved the sight of those quivering breasts. "Ooh, ooh, I want to be all nekkid for you, Daddy!"

"Good," I said. "That's what I want."

"Yay!" she squealed as she rolled onto her back and shoved her legs in the air. She shoved off her pajama bottoms and her panties in one go, exposing a sparse bush of red-blonde hair covering her tight, virgin slit.

All naked, she sat up and smiled at me. My cock was so hard. I opened my robe and let it fall from me. I had bred her big sister. Alice was a year older, nineteen now. My cock thrust out hard before me. Her eyes fell on it. She smacked her lips, so eager for it.

But I wanted to eat her cherry pie. I wanted to feast on her cunt. I moved to her bed and crawled onto it. She squealed and threw her arms around my neck. My little girl kissed me. Her mouth melted to mine as she made out with me.

I groaned into her lips, my hands sliding down her back to grip her asscheeks. I made her with her bimbo-mommy. I had created this wonderful girl like I had with my delicious Alice. Now I was getting to enjoy the fruits of my labor.

I pushed her back as she kissed me, her lips so sweet. She moaned, kissing me with such passion. I loved every second of it as I pressed her down on the bed. I broke the kiss with her and grinned down at her. She squirmed there, her eyes so bright.