"Daddy, I'm home!" Ken heard a sweet voice call.
He went to the front hall to greet his daughter who had come home from college for the summer. He stopped short when he saw here. Hannah had always been a bit of a chubby girl, but she had put on a huge amount of weight over the year, and could only be described as very fat. Her breasts and belly strained against her shirt, and her cheeks had rounded. She looked about the same size as her mother had been. But unlike her mother, who had left when Hannah was a baby, she was very pretty. Ken like his women beautiful and big, and Hannah was now both.
"Hi, princess," he said, pulling her into a hug. Her soft body pressed against his lean one, and Ken drew in a breath, and adjusted his length in his pants.
They ate dinner together, and Hannah went to bed early, tired from her day of travel.
As Ken got ready for bed a couple of hours later, he heard a noise from Hannah's room. It took him a minute to realize that she was calling out.
"Daddy," he heard her cry, and he raced over to her room. What he saw when he opened the door shocked him. She had a light on and she was dressed for bed, but her hands were stuffed down her pyjama shorts. Hannah gasped and sat up.
Ken's cock hardened. His little girl had clearly been touching herself while thinking about him. "Is everything okay, baby?" He asked casually, covering his crotch with his hand.
"Y-yes," Hannah stammered, her round face flushing. "I h-had a nightmare," she lied.
"Poor baby," Ken cooed. "Do you want Daddy to sit with you?"
Hannah nodded. Ken sat on the side of the bed as Hannah sat up, inconspicuously wiping her hands on the sheets. Ken rubbed his hand up and over her chubby arms.
"Have you been a good girl for Daddy while you've been at college? You've clearly been eating well."
Hannah giggled and rubbed her round stomach. "My roommate is a really good cook."
Her stomach lay heavily in her lap, and Ken couldn't help but reach over and rub it. As he suspected, Hannah let out a moan. "Do you like when Daddy rubs your tubby tummy?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"I'm very proud that you've been taking care of yourself and keeping your cute tummy nice and full." Even through her shirt he could feel how soft her jiggly flesh was as he rubbed it. "Where does it feel good?"
Hannah flushed and shook her head. "I don't want to say."
"Your princess parts?"
Hannah bit her lip and nodded. "Yes, Daddy."
"Can I ask you a question? I want you to be honest."
Hannah nodded.
"Were you touching yourself and thinking about Daddy?"
Hannah nodded, and Ken felt blood rush to his dick. "Good girl. I bet you have pretty panties on. Will you show me?"
