Comforting His Fat Daughter

"Daddy, will you zip me up?"

Vincent had to keep his jaw from dropping as his daughter walked over to him. Well, waddled over. Michelle had steadily been gaining weight during her time at college, and now that she was a senior, she was huge. The green dress she wore as she went to go on a Tinder date stretched tightly around her massive belly and tits.

"Of course, baby." Vincent rounded his daughter. The zipper of her dress was just above the crack of her ass, giving Vincent a view of her huge ass through the fabric. He gave the zipper a hard tug and pulled it up over the fat rolls on her back. Michelle turned around. She was beautiful, with thick red hair and pretty green eyes. He'd always liked his women well-fed, and Michelle had certainly been eating well in school. She was outgrowing the dress, her apron belly clearly outlined by the fabric. Vincent felt his cock twitch in his pants.

He tried not to be jealous as he waved her goodbye, but it was difficult. The thought of another man in her company drove him up the wall.

Vincent went to his home gym to work off some of his jealousy, but was surprised to hear the sound the front door being opened and closed. He went to the front hall to see Michelle standing there, her eyes watery and her round cheeks flushed.

"What are you doing home so early, sweetheart?" He asked, worried.

"My date left right after I sat down," her lips wobbled. "He said I didn't look as big in my photos. He said he didn't realize how fat I am."

"Oh, honey," Vincent wrapped his strong body around her soft one in a hug. "He doesn't deserve you."

"But he's right," Michelle whispered. "I'm over 400 pounds. No one is ever going to want to be with me."

Vincent rubbed his daughter's pudgy arms. "Lots of men will. You're beautiful, you're smart, you're perfect."

Michelle shook her head. "I'm going to take this stupid dress off," she said, walking towards her bedroom. Vincent watched her ass jiggle as she left. A moment later, he heard her call for him from her room. He opened the door, finding her struggling to remove her dress.

"Daddy, will you help me take the dress off?" She asked.

Vincent licked his lips. He pulled the zipper as hard as he could, but it wouldn't budge a couple inches down her back. He tried again but to no use. The dress fit her like a second skin, and clung too tightly to her body. Michelle turned around, and seemed about to say something when the dress split open at the front. Her giant pale belly, contained too tightly by the fabric, spilled out and her bra-covered breasts did too.

"Oh my god," Michelle cried out, trying to cover herself with her arms.

Vincent was rock hard. The pillowy fat of her belly jiggled as Michelle took a step back.

"It's okay, baby, don't be embarrassed. Come here," he hugged her again, his hard cock digging into her fat.

"Um...Daddy?" Michelle whimpered. Vincent rocked his hips into her belly, and Michelle whimpered again.

"I told you that some men will love your body," Vincent whispered as he humped her belly.

"It feels good, Daddy," she whispered. They looked down at her belly, which rippled against his thrusts.

"Will you let Daddy make you feel good?" Vincent asked. Michelle nodded and he guided her to lay down on her bed. He pulled off the rest of the dress, and her bra, and knelt to remove her panties, which were soaking wet. He lifted up the bottom of her belly, exposing her fat pussy, which he began to suck.

Michelle screamed, wrapping her big thighs around his head. Vincent was absolutely engulfed in his daughters fat, as he speared her pussy with his tongue. It wasn't long until she was spasming and gushing against his face. He pulled his soaked face away, gasping for air as he was finally able to breath. Michelle lay on the bed, her huge round body jiggling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

"Daddy, that felt so good," she moaned.

"I know, baby," he soothed.

She put her chubby hands to her huge stomach. "You actually like my body?"

"Of course, baby girl," he ran his hands over her soft rolls. He took off his pants, exposing his hard thick cock. "Look how hard I am. I love how big and soft you are. I love that pretty tummy. Will you let me show you just so much?"

Michelle nodded shyly, and Vincent grabbed handfuls of her belly rolls, and began to fuck the soft flesh.

"Oh, Daddy," Michelle moaned. "Yes! Fuck my fat!"

Fucking his daughters jiggling flesh was a dream come true, and Vincent's head spun with pleasure. "You feel so good, baby. I love this big body of yours."

Soon, Michelle began to roll her hips.

"Do you feel good, baby?" He asked her.

Michelle's eyes fluttered closed. "Oh god...my belly rubs against my clit when you fuck it with your big cock, Daddy." She broke of with a moan as her fat body trembled and she moaned as her pussy clenched around nothing.

Oh, fuck. His daughter was cumming from being rubbed by her own fat. It was enough to set Vincent off, and he came hard, his cum coating Michelle's wobbling belly. As they came down from their orgasms, he pulled his daughter close.

"Do you feel better about yourself, baby?" He asked. "Look how hard you made me cum. That was all for you, Michelle."

"Thank you, Daddy," she snuggled in close. "I love you."

He kissed her head. "I love you too, baby girl."