Field of Desire
#1 of Commissions
A daughter of the Liongator family; Serenity holds unusual feelings for her father. Over the course of becoming a more confident assured version of herself in her adulthood she founds the will to act on those feelings.
This is a commissioned story for Darius Liongator.
Field of Desire
by Chrysanthos
This is a work of erotic fiction. Readers must be 18 years or over. All characters depicted are 18+. Any relation to real people living or dead is purely coincidental.
Uploaded by the author to FurAffinity, SoFurry and Telegram.
A fowl mood was in the air of the Liongator ancestral home. It could be heard from down one hallway and into the next before going up the stairs and reaching fuzzy purple-ringed ears of Darius. The patriarch of the family stood up and stretched in his study. He towered over twice the height of a regular adult human male; though the mixture of leonine and crocodillia genetics go someway to explain that startling difference.
Darius exited the study and headed down the stairs. His heavy footsteps echoed loudly so as to announce his descent. He knew she could hear him and as he moved the sounds of discontent that had alerted hims subsided. She was going to play dumb, but he knew his daughter. All that was needed was a little patience. Darius poked his head the doorframe, his horns showing before his eyes did as he spied his daughter in the dining room.
"Is everything alright sweetie?" Darius' voice is a deep, masculine rumble but with the softer touch of a concerned father.
Serenity was the same species as her father. A transgenic mix of lion and alligator, with dusty light brown fur framing white scales and a purple splotched patterning across her back and long tail. The exoticness she exuded got her attention, but being almost as tall as her father coming up to ten feet also instilled timidness in others. Unlike her father she was also nowhere near as muscular, being very skinny. That had not stopped her from throwing one of the candle holders with such force as it got embedded in the wall on the far end.
"Yes, everything is... yes." Serenity spouts in the pithy not-whine that every parent has heard.
He nods and the elder Liongator strides on in. He is stark naked, a convention of the family and Serenity's upbringing. Something about not being shamed of her natural body. Though she has always suspected it had far more to do with minimising costs in worn clothes when everything needs to be custom tailored.
The 21-year old huffed and slumped over the table as her dad reached her. She was determined to be unhappy and though he had a notion of what had her bothered it would not come out without the right kind of coaxing. A heavy hand came to rest gentle on Serenity's back, a couple affirmative pats as he suggested that perhaps they should get something to eat. Though she pouted there was a glint behind her blue eyes.
"Sure dad. But only if you cook me my fav."
And so the bargain struck they both left the dining room for the kitchen. Whilst slaving over the stove and hot oils Darius ensured that he wore a jock over his malehood. One of the few things that got her father to show a little familiarity with clothes in their home was the risk of some stray spit burning the most sensitive area in reach. Still she could see everything and whilst he prepared her all-time most loved food she watched him closely.
In truth there were not one, but two things that had Serenity agitated. The first how her freshman year had gone at universe city. Between the expectations of the professors and the pettiness of her fellow students it had felt like hell, and moreover, she had felt alone. This disconnection had affected her mental health and ultimately her prospects.
But then there was the other problem. The one with which she struggled with on a daily, and even nightly, basis whilst back home. Her father was not just any man, he was the best man on the surface of the whole damn planet. It was not just his towering stature, physical power and other obviously prodigious endowments. No, it was his kindness, his strength of character and the way he always had time for both Serenity and her brother.
Darius was the greatest dad of all time.
"Meat's almost done. Just needs to stew for a little longer." Her dad's voice brought her metaphorical feet back to the ground.
"Great, I'll set the plates. Can't let you do everything dad."
Five minutes later they were sat in the kitchen. The counters were high enough and they had a couple chairs handy. Besides, the dining room still had the stench of that bad mood. Being a smaller room she also liked how the kitchen made everything just that much more personal. Perhaps he realised that too and thus the change in background. Once again, the attentive, emotionally intelligent parent. Not many of those around.
"So what's the matter?" Darius asked after the third bite.
"Whamph- what do you mean?"
"You know act I mean young lady. Something is troubling you and I need to know what it is." Darius leans back with a glass of wine. "Is it a boy?"
"No dad, it's not a boy." The college student rolled her eyes at him.
"A girl?" And when she shook her head "An enbie?"
"No! It's... I'm not dating anyone... at the moment." Serenity blushed, her thoughts betraying her as her eyes lingered on her dad's broad chest.
"Sorry, it's just that I know it's usually love that messes with a person like that. Don't mind an old fool like me. If you can't tell me you don't have to. But, I'll still be here whenever you need to talk." He smiled weakly in a manner that Darius thought was encouraging.
It was too much. He was trying too hard. So she came clean. Not about everything of course. She was too unsure to confess to her dad she has feelings for him. But, the rest. Her time at the university. How she was generally feeling. And then it occurred to her that there was something she could confess. Something real, something genuine.
"Dad... don't take this the wrong way but." Serenity looked down at her plate then back up. "How do you get so big?"
A moment of confusion. Whilst Serenity was not as tall as her father she still towered over most other people. Ten feet is is gigantic even by today's standards of genefixed anthros who consistently push over 6 feet. No, it was not so much about height or genetics. It was something else. Darius held up an arm and curled it back. A bicep the size of large dog reared up, veins throbbed as it negotiated for space with the other musculature coiled around the tree trunk of an arm. Serenity's eyes widened as she stared at him, hopefully not too eagerly.
"Work, time, and fucking willpower." Darius explained with a grin. "Oh but I think I get it. You want to work on yourself. Bulk up? I didn't know that you wanted to do that."
"Yes, yes! I mean..." Serenity blushed. "I just feel so awkward and kind of... incomplete. I don't think any of the official workout regimes were made for someone like me... like us."
"True. It took me awhile to get in this good a shape. Before you were born. Actually I think I started around your age. Not bad for 53 huh?" Darius laughed but soon settled as he noticed how serious his daughter looked.
"So you will help me?"
"Yes, but finish your food first. You're going to need all the protein you can get."
Thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two...
With each rep Serenity could feel the eyes upon her. Normally she ignored the looks, or really the stares, that her regiment attracted. An idle glance over her shoulder and one of the younger men tried to play off his interest with an insouciant shrug before he focused no his own weights. The reaction always brought a confident smile to her lips.
Forty, forty-one, forty-two...
Of course who could blame them? She knew the affect she had, and not just on the men neither. It had been a decade since she set out on this path. Darius, her father, had mentored her well and before she had even left college she had found work as a model, then an actor. In her twenties she had considered joining one of the mixed martial arts leagues, but her face was too pretty for that. Besides, there were few in her weight class.
Fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two...
Serenity was coming to the end of her reps. So she looked at one dumbbell, then the other before posing with both coming up in a hammer curl. The move was simple, but each dummbbell was in itself one hundred and fifty kilograms. Yet with a little strain she could lift them, she had been lifting them. Biceps rose from her arms like shifting boulders as she gritted and bore them up then over her head in a triumphant display of raw liongator power.
They were definitely staring now. The thirty one year old stared them down before striking a pose. Maybe one of them would have the balls to ask the amazonian out; it was always confidence boosting even if she had no interest.
Thud. Thud.
She set the custom weights down, letting them go with just a little distance to the bench and the impact reverberating through this corner of the gym. Her body was perspiring, so after stretching and relaxing she headed off for the showers. She had no intention of smelling like a used sports bra today. There was someone she needed to impress.
The family home had seen a renovation since last time she was here. Ochre paint that had once defined the front hall had been replaced by a soft shade of cream. Serenity decided she liked it, even if it did not match the light fixtures which were apparently still being switched out. Obviously her father had been busy. The only question was, where was he?
Serenity did not waste time and soon found a spot for her luggage. The trunks fell with a good hearty thud that echoed through the empty halls and rooms of the building. Still no sign of her father she began to snoop around seeing what else had changed. Perhaps there was a clue as to what he had been up to since her time away.
As she explored the large woman found herself brushing elbows against doorways and occasionally event almost knocking over one ornament or another. Serenity realised that after a prior twenty years of committed memory, her new bulk that even affects her gait was throwing everything off now. It felt odd, like everything was both old and new. She was unsure if she liked the feeling.
Reaching the back and the porch-way to the gardens she finally found evidence of her father. Great big mounds of dirt, clearly stepped in and out back here created a trail which she began to track. As she followed Serenity made note of new flower beds and freshly mowed grass. Her dad had finally found the time for his hobbies and apparently today was gardening day.
Time froze when she found him. It was a sunny day, with just the right conditions that encouraged skinny dipping and in this case lethargic old liongators sleeping under the shade of an oak tree. Soil on his hands marked the labour done earlier, though at present Darius was laid up on a hammock slung between the sturdiest branches of the great oak and an adjacent younger one.
Serenity approached and careful footsteps, not getting in the way of the light as she stared a little too obviously at her father. He was naked of course and whilst it was more than a little inappropriate her curiosity was too great. As her blue eyes washed over him she found a familiar almost forgotten warmth between her legs. Even in his sixties her father was an incredibly attractive man. From well earned musculature to the prodigious member slung over his thigh.
There was no logic to it, only desire. Serenity set upon her relaxed father and laid hands upon him. Probing fingers went straight to between his legs. The naked man stirred in his half-snooze as he felt something wrap its way around his member. He drew in a breath as his heartbeat rose and soon Serenity was treated to the sight, and feel of him fully erect. God what a beast. A single bead of pre-ejaculate formed on the fat head and it refracted the summer sun.
That heavy, undulating purple cock was hers. Then and there she leaned in and get her first taste of the paternal phallus. Down and down she went. Serenity's head felt dizzy from the descent, but it was probably just her own racing heartbeat. Her jaw strained as she reached the base and her tits now resting over and against the older hybrid's thigh. Not even that was enough as one hand reached for his burdensome sack and the other spread out her his muscle gut as if to brace herself for a pushup.
It was at that moment that Darius was roused. He had been having the most exciting dream. Something that he had longed for, needed desperately for so long. That dream was so strong that he did something that in almost any other scenario he might have avoided. He reached down between his legs, and he held his own daughter down. She gagged on the size of him; but that was okay, after all this was only a dream.
This went on for sometime. Though shocked to the point of disbelief herself Serenity went along with her father's commanding hold. Her horns provided easy purchase as he thrusted against her face with such force as his balls launched up and smacked her. Eventually, almost mercifully he reached completion even as she had moved one hand to down betwixt'd her legs to find her own.
"S-Stay... fuck... there." Darius grunted as he hilted her mouth a moment before having the nut of his dreams.
Serenity took a deep breath before the final push and kept there, lips kissing his crotch just as daddy told her to. She could feel his loins tighten, then something rushing down the long, thick meat throbbing past her lips. Though she had done this kind of thing before, this time, with her own father, it was different. God there was so much, and she could tell it was thick as the heavy cream pooled in her stomach. She swallowed like a good girl, her throat undulated around him as Darius released the pent up torrent.
After a minute she could feel the flow had begun to slow. Serenity chose to pull back, his hand was not relaxed and she slurped audibly off his still throbbing member. Even once removed she kept her mouth open, tongue painted white as the last few drops oozed out and she licked it up with a satisfied smile.
Darius blinked slowly, a haze lifted. Then a dawning realisation. This was no half-remembered dream. The duality of a post-nut clarity that had needed for days and a coming two of his senses had left the hybrid in a stark cold clarity of thought. But the strangest thing of all was the look on his daughter's face. She was not shocked, no sign of violation or betrayal. No, that look was something else, something very positive.
"I want you daddy." Serenity mouthed as she got back up with now dirt-smeared knees and went up to kiss her father full on the lips. "Now get up and let me show you how much!"
To his credit Darius adapted quickly. Whilst his attraction was new and unexpected, it felt surprisingly good. They embraced and he could run his rough hands over her back. There was still some dirt on them from gardening work but neither cared about getting a little sweaty and a whole lot dirty. She felt good as she pressed into him, her work had paid dividends and her strength made it an even match as she groped at him in equal measure.
"How long?" Darius asked as he nuzzled into her bosom motor boating her vivacious tits.
"Since I left for college. You really didn't know?" Serenity replied, one hand groping her father's powerful right arm whilst with her leg she brushed against his thigh as he grew hard once again.
Serenity chose her moment and practically tackled him to the ground. Darius grunted and fell with a mighty thud, but was barely wheezed as his big ass hit the soft grass. She towered over him, a liongator goddess in the prime of her life. Posed under the summer sun she looked every bit the woman he had raised and as much as there was desire there was also a father's love and pride in that moment. Then she squared over, her slick sex practically drooled over his pride.
This was not the first time a woman had caught him in a compromised position. A whip of his tail soon left Serenity imbalanced and falling forwards onto him. Her breasts, and Darius' for that matter, helped cushion the blow as he fell atop him, his strong arms wrapping around whilst his dick was rubbing between her thighs. He teased, she pouted and then she was straddling him in a cowgirl position. His hands now on either thigh as she slide back and felt one fat daddy dick against her ass.
"Is this really what you want?" Darius asked.
"Yes, more than anything." Serenity assured as she angled herself to take him.
She rode back, tail hiked as she felt him throb against her. This was it, this is what she had been wanting this entire time. Her hands danced over his broad chest, then done along his muscle gut as she raised up and wiggled to position. Then at long last she let herself relax, her thighs doing all of the work as she lowered herself and let him enter her one inch at a time. Serenity gasped, tensed up, then relaxed again as her pussy parted and she could feel herself slowly become closer than ever.
Even taking it slow was not easy. Darius was careful not to thrust as he let her get used to the size of him. She had been with others before, as well as toys more appropriately sized for one as large as her. Nevertheless, this was the real thing, and as much as she knew this was right for her it was still going to take some getting used to. A fully grown adult liongator male could put a horse to shame, and she suspected her father was in the upper percentile of endowments.
Time, bodily fluids and a whole lot of lust helped Serenity as she took more and more of him. Her eyes watered as she reached the final inches, and with a sigh equal parts delighted and relieve she finally hilted her father. She looked down and reached to feel the outline in her stomach. Those rock hard abs did not hide a thing. And she whimpered and clenched around her father as he pulsed with an aching desire for her.
"Dad..." She said as their eyes met. "Take over. Show me how it's done."
And take over he did. Darius first let her get used to the movement with a few thrusts, both moaning as they got used to one another's bodies. Then once he was sure she was ready they changed positions. There was only one way he was going to do this. With control and a full view of his daughters beautiful face. Now Serenity was on her back, and Darius between her legs as he started to work in and out with a steady, tentative pace. She took it so well, he had to resist using his full strength and instead continued with a steady pace.
For the first couple of minutes they went at it in this position. Serenity slung her arms around her father, urging him to keep going. Her face flushed with desire, hot with exertion as she felt her father go deep, deep into her being. There was a certain pride to be had. She was such a good girl, so eager to please but also strong and certain in what she wanted from him. After he was sure that she was ready he quickened the pace.
Scaly nuts swung back and forth, slapping against bare scales. Serenity cried out, her body unconsciously responded to every movement and synchronised in perfect unison. Darius' breathing was heavy, his grunting more primal, less fatherly. The fluid situation had altered from gentle sex, to a breeding rut. He needed this, just as much as her. Together they would completion, together they would know one another fully.
When the crescendo came Serenity no longer had her arms on her father. Instead she was reaching for the grass and dirty underneath, claws digging in as she thrashed beneath him. Her legs though were wrapped around her father's waist, possessive and and held him there as he immersed himself within. With a roar he came inside her, Serenity's whole body shook as she cried out.
"Yes, YES!" She howled for any within earshot as she was seeded. "Thank you daddy."
"Good fathers always spoil their daughters." Darius replied, holding her in his arms as she quivered over his throbbing dick.
The Cevrona General Hospital was a labyrinthine mess of corridors and rooms. Darius hated trying to navigate them, almost as much as he hated to leave her alone even for a moment. But he had to make a call, make sure they knew everything was going well. Eventually he found the right ward again, and when he saw her he struggled to hold back the tears.
It had been nine months. A lot can happen in nine months and right now Serenity was holding a bundle of joy that was proof of the maxim. Their first child together, they hoped the first of many. The doctors had assured them that due to the unique hybrid genetics there was little chance of any abnormalities. Perhaps in a way this was meant to be.
"Why are you standing way over there dad? Come and say hello."