Short Stories with Cassandra
#1 of Cassie's Stories
Cassandra had a problem. The 6 year old lion cub's behavior started out as just a strange quirk, but is escalated to the point that her parents needed to see a specialist, a scene we are watching unfold
"Why don't you tell me how her behavior began?" the cheetah psychologist asked.
"Well, it wasn't that big of a deal at first, she would just kind of...rub herself at home. But she started doing it more and more, it's like she gets nervous unless she's touching herself....down there. Her teachers say the other kids look at her strangely because she sits in her chair strange and rocks back and forth in order to...*ahem*....pleasure herself." Tells Cassie's mother, obviously uncomfortable about talking about such private subjects in front of a stranger.
"And how do you feel about this Mr. Lowe?" Asks the cheetah to the father.
He was leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, one finger pinching his lips in thought. Then he speaks up, "Honestly....I'm not sure what to think," he says, tossing his mane almost cinematically, "That's why we came to you."
"Well I've seen this condition before. You might react rather strongly to my proposed solution, and if you feel like you'd rather go about other treatment options, just say so. It's just that this seems to work the best, from my own *personal* experience."
"Go on." The mother says.
"Well," the doctor continues, "Whenever she feels certain...urges. I want you, Mr. Lowe, to...satisfy them."
"What?" gasps the mother. "Oscar," she says turning to the father, "Are you listening to this?"
"Hold on before you say anything else," the cheetah intterupts. "Give me a chance to explain," he says as he pulls out various charts, graphs, and diagrams. And it was those events that lead us to this new scene. With Oscar the Lion in his daughters room with a rather unique purpose.
"And that's what the doctor said," the father lion explains to his daughter, "He said it could help curb your urges and make them more manageable."
"Will the kids at school stop making fun of the way I sit?" Cassadra asks, confused about what's going on.
"According to the doctor, yes."
"Okay then...I'll do it."
Oscar stands up and turns around, undressing himself in his daughter's room. "Now sweetheart. You don't have to do this if you don't want to. If you feel uncomfortable at all," He says as he finishes, turning around to see his daughter who had already gotten naked, "just let me know and we can...and we can..." He walks up to her bed, then kneels on either side of her, his huge frame at easily two thirds her size, "...stop." Apparently he was taken aback by his daughter's body, though it has not yet started to develop. He leans in and opens the ritual with a passionate kiss, like the kind he was accustomed to giving to his wife. After a few confused and awkward moments, he breaks it. "Let's get into a more comfortable position okay?"
Cassadra nods her head at her father. He gets off her bed, then pushes the youth down by her shoulders till she was on her back. Since she was only six, her bed was low enough to the ground that Oscar could kneel and her entrance would be at just the right height. "Sweetie," He coos to his daughter while he lines up his oversized adult cock with her undersized virgin pussy, "This is going to hurt a lot at first. Are you sure you still want to do this?"
"If it gets the other kids to stop making fun of me, I'll do anything. Please daddy. Do this for me."
His cock twitched at those words. His own daughter begging him to mate with her, to make her his bitch. That's what she wanted. She had said so. He leaned in and slid his arms under her back, crossing them under her and grabbing opposite shoulders. His tapered feline cock moved forward, spreading her open long before it was meant to be opened. Both of them gasped when he reached her virginity, though only he knew what it was. As it was, her immature pussy was clamping down tighter than he could have imagined, clouding all his sensations with nothing but raw pleasure.
"For you...sweet heart."
With a grunt, Oscar popped his daughter's cherry himself. As it happened, Cassie screamed at the giant stretching her much too wide, which had just taken her in the most sacred of places. However, no one could hear her over her father's roar. After taking his own daughter's tight virginity, he came load after load of the same seed that had concieved her. Without so much as basking in the afterglow, he pulled out of his daughter's tiny, tired frame. Thankfully for her, his feline spines had not yet become erect, sparing her much agony.
"So sorry about that sweetie. I didn't last very long did I?" the father lion forces a chuckle and scratches the back of his neck, still kneeling above his daughter who was still dripping a lewd mix of her blood and his cum. She panted for a while laying in the puddle of her own innocence draining away. "How do you feel?" Oscar asks, curious if the treatment had worked. Partially for concern for his daughter, partially because, now that he had administered the first dose, he couldn't wait for the second treatment.
"It hurt while we were doing it," She says between pants, "But now that we're done...I feel...like an itch that I've had for a long time is gone."
Oscar smiled at that comment, "Great babydoll. Just great. You wait here, I'll be back in an hour or so." Then he adds with a devious tone, "Hopefully I'll last longer then."
Trying something new. Just an excercise to get me to actually write more. This is gonna be a series of shorts just to get my fingers moving.