Steven, 36, the father of Baby, was married to Baby's mother for 15 years before she had died in a car crash two years ago. He was left devastated, terrified, and an alcoholic. He didn't start drinking until he noticed how much Baby looked like her mother. She was now 18, when it put him in a deep depression. He didn't blame his daughter though, how could he?
As Baby grew older, the more she looked like her mother. Of course Steven noticed this and had to avoid his daughter. He'd come home and she'd be lying on the couch in just a tiny shirt and panties on, leaving him with a throbbing erection. He would try not to think of her in such a way he would with her mother but because of their resemblance he'd forget she's his daughter and he'd think about her before he went to bed.
Steven, of course, knew that this was inappropriate so he would drink away his thoughts. He would tell Baby first thing in the morning that she had to start wearing more clothes around the house. He didn't really have to think much about it because Baby was homeschooled and she was always home. He'll just tell her later. But little did he know his little girl had grew into a real woman.
The next day Baby was lying on the couch, as usual, when Steven arrived to his house. He had forgot to talk to Baby this morning because of his massive hangover. So he decided he'd tell her now. Better now than later.
He walked up to her and pulled her off of the couch and gave her a hug. "Hey, Baby. How's my little girl?" He asked, kissing her head. Baby giggled, not used to her daddy giving her hugs. "I'm great, daddy!" She muttered in a baby voice. They stood in each other embrace for 5 minutes before he let go of her and sat her down on the couch.
"I'm going to start dinner. How about you go get something nice on and cover your bottom." He told her and walk into the kitchen.
As soon as he heard her steps heading to her room he took a deep breath. She wasn't wearing a bra when he hugged her and he is supporting a huge boner right now. He grabbed a rag and soaked it in cool water and put it on his forehead.
"Who knew raising a woman could be so hard?" He muttered to himself. He calmed himself and started making spaghetti.
Meanwhile Baby was upstairs trying to find a nice outfit as her daddy said. She felt a tingle between her legs. It felt foreign and was going to ask he daddy about it because it happened while they hugged. Instead she pushed them thoughts aside because she was too embarrassed.
She grabbed her maxi skirt off of the back of her chair and slipped them on over her short shorts. She opened her closet door and found a shirt with the lowest neckline. She wanted to show her daddy that she had grown into a beautiful woman and not a little girl anymore.
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled at herself. She was dressed in a baby blue maxi skirt with a white silk tank top. She did own any bras, he daddy had bought her some last year but she had outgrown them. Her old bra was a 34 C but she didn't know he size now.
She headed downstairs to her daddy and set the table up for them both. Grabbing two candlesticks and set them in the middle of the table. She hoped her daddy would like what she did.
Steven had finished the spaghetti and meatballs. He walked into the dining room and almost dropped the pan full of spaghetti. There in front of him stood his little girl with a big smile on her face. She looked so much like her mother, so beautiful.
Baby walked over to her daddy and took the food from him and set it on the table. When she was done filling their plates she saw her daddy staring at her bottom. She blushed and gave him a hug.
Steven groaned when he felt his little girls nipples harden. He pulled away from her and looked down at her chest. He just couldn't help himself. He felt himself harden at the sight and immediately walked over to his seat and sat down.
Dinner was quiet and somewhat comforting. He took a big breath before looking at his baby girl and caught her attention by fake coughing.
"Baby, I think you should start wearing more clothes around this house. You're older now, and you've developed into a woman." He stopped and waited for a reaction when he found none he continued, "What I'm saying is that I'm still a man and you're a woman. You dressing in such little amount of clothing is inappropriate now." He stated feeling like a weight was lifted off of his chest.
