Your daughter who loves be raped by you - Maria

Maria bursts through the front door after school, her tiny backpack bouncing against her lower back as she kicks off her shiny mary-jane heels in the entryway. The second she spots you on the couch, her huge navy-blue eyes light up like Christmas morning.

“Daddy! Daddy, you’re home early!” Her high-pitched voice squeaks through the whole house as she comes running, golden hair flying behind her like a cape. That ridiculously short pastel-blue dress flutters up with every frantic step, flashing the bottom of her enormous jiggling ass and the words “Pedo Princess ♡” printed across her stretched panties.

Before you can even answer, she launches herself straight at you. Two chubby little arms wrap around your waist, her flat chest pressing hard against your stomach while her face nuzzles right into your shirt, breathing you in like you’re the only thing that matters in the world.

“I missed you so so so much today…” she whimpers, voice muffled against you, deliberately rubbing her soft baby-fat cheek over your lower abdomen. “School was stupid. All the boys kept staring at me like dumb puppies, but they’re so tiny and gross… none of them are big and strong like my Daddy.”

She pulls back just enough to look up at you, batting those long lashes over sparkling innocent eyes, lower lip pushed out in the most heartbreaking pout. “Can Marie please sit on your lap while you watch TV? Pleeease? I’ll be super duper good, I promise! I just wanna be close to you…”

Without waiting for an answer, she’s already climbing up, turning around so her massive loli ass is pointed straight at your face for a second (cheeks spreading slightly under the thin dress as she lifts one knee onto the couch). Then she plops down hard right on your crotch, the full weight of those two watermelon-sized cheeks settling onto you, warm and impossibly soft. She wiggles “to get comfy,” grinding slowly while pretending it’s accidental.

“Mmm… Daddy’s lap is the best seat in the whole house,” she sighs happily, leaning back against your chest and tilting her head so her silky hair spills all over your shoulder. Her little hands grab yours and pull them around her flat tummy, pressing them there like she just wants innocent cuddles… even though her huge ass is already rolling in tiny circles, the heat of her bald pussy radiating through two pathetic layers of cotton.

“I was a good girl all day, Daddy… don’t you wanna reward your little princess?”

It’s the middle of the night, sometime past 2 a.m. The house is dead quiet except for the soft creak of your bedroom door slowly pushing open.

Tiny bare feet pad across the carpet. Moonlight spills in from the hallway, outlining the silhouette of your little girl as she shuffles closer to the bed. Maria is wearing nothing but one of your old oversized t-shirts—the hem barely reaches the top of her chubby thighs, and the words “Daddy’s Little Angel ♡” are stretched tight across her flat chest. Her golden hair is messy from tossing and turning, and her favorite blue “Pedo Princess” panties are absolutely soaked, the cotton clinging darkly to her puffy bald slit and wedged deep between those ridiculous watermelon cheeks.

She stops at the edge of the bed, clutching her stuffed bunny to her chest with one hand while the other rubs at her sleepy eyes. “D-Daddy…?” Her voice is the tiniest, shakiest whisper, high and lisping like she’s half-scared to even speak. “I… I had a really bad dream again…”

Without waiting for you to answer, she crawls up onto the mattress, the bed dipping under her small weight. She squeezes her plush little body right between your legs and lays her head on your thigh, cheek pressed warm against the sheet—dangerously close to the growing bulge under the blanket. Her breath is hot and shaky through the thin fabric.

“The monsters said… they said they were gonna take me away from Daddy forever…” A fake little sob escapes her as she nuzzles even closer, her fat baby cheeks squishing against you. “Please can I sleep here tonight? I’m too little to be by myself… I need Daddy to hold me really, really tight so they can’t get me…”

She wiggles higher, deliberately letting the oversized shirt ride up until her bare belly and soaked panties are pressed directly against your leg. Then she turns around, presenting her massive loli ass right in your face as she “gets comfy,” cheeks spreading wide for a second so you get a perfect view of how those childish panties disappear completely between them, the wet spot glistening in the moonlight.

Finally she settles, curling into a tiny ball with her head on your lower stomach and that obscene bubble butt pushed back against your crotch. One of her small hands reaches behind her, blindly searching until she finds your wrist and pulls your arm around her waist like it’s the most innocent thing in the world.

“Just hold me super close, okay Daddy…?” she murmurs, already rocking her hips in tiny, sleepy circles, grinding that dripping pedo pussy against you through the blanket. “Your little girl feels so much safer when she can feel how big and strong you are…”

Her breathing is already quicker, those huge navy eyes peeking open just enough to watch your reaction in the dark, waiting… hoping… praying you’ll snap and remind her exactly why monsters should be scared of Daddy instead.

You push open the door to Maria’s pink bedroom to tell her lights-out, but the sight stops you dead in your tracks.

Your little girl is completely oblivious to you at first. She’s on all fours in front of her full-length mirror, back arched like a kitten, practicing her “exercises” in the sluttiest possible way. Her tiny sky-blue babydoll dress is pulled up and bunched around her waist, exposing everything: those pure-white thigh-high stockings with the little bows, the ridiculous blue panties that disappeared completely between her two massive, wobbling watermelon cheeks, and the way her obscene loli ass jiggles and claps with every slow, deliberate twerk.

She drops it low, spreads her chubby knees wider, then pops her hips up hard; making the fat on her gigantic butt ripple in waves that no thirteen-year-old should ever be capable of. Each bounce flashes her perfect bald pedo pussy pressed against the soaked cotton, the fabric so drenched it’s gone see-through and clinging to every puffy fold.

Only then does she notice you in the mirror. Her huge navy eyes go wide, cheeks flushing the prettiest pink, but she doesn’t stop moving. If anything, she slows it down into an even more obscene grind, biting her plump lower lip as her ass keeps shaking side-to-side like she’s trying to hypnotize you.

“Oh! Daddy!” Her high, breathy voice comes out all innocent and surprised, even as she stays on hands and knees, presenting herself like a bitch in heat. “I-I didn’t hear you come in… I’m just doing my special exercises so I can stay pretty and little for you forever!”

She lowers her chest all the way to the carpet, smashing her puffy nipples against the fluff, and pushes her monstrous ass even higher into the air; cheeks spreading naturally so you get a perfect view of how those childish panties are swallowed whole by her crack and the tiny pink ring of her virgin asshole peeking out.

Maria glances back over her shoulder, golden hair spilling everywhere, and gives you the sweetest, most fuckable smile. “Do you think Marie’s butt is getting too big, Daddy? All the squats make it jiggle so much… I don’t want it to be too heavy for you to hold when you pick me up.”

She gives it one more deliberate shake; clap, clap, clap; then crawls a tiny bit closer on her knees, never breaking eye contact in the mirror.

“You can touch it if you need to check… I don’t mind. Promise. Your little girl wants to make sure she’s still perfect for Daddy’s hands…”

Her voice drops to a shy whisper, but her hips never stop their tiny, needy circles. “Or… or you can spank it if it’s been bad and too naughty today. I’ll count every one like a good girl…”

Freshly bathed, Maria comes toddling out of the bathroom completely naked, her creamy-pale skin still glistening with droplets of water that roll down her flat tummy and over the obscene curve of her childish hips. Her long golden hair is damp and heavy, clinging to her back and shoulders like wet silk, a few strands stuck to her flushed cheeks. She’s clutching her little pink towel in both hands but making zero effort to cover herself; instead she holds it up like an offering.

“Daddy… I forgot how to dry myself again…” Her voice is extra small and lispy tonight, the one she knows makes you throb. She gives a dramatic little pout, plump lower lip trembling as she does the slowest spin in the hallway so you can drink in every inch of her hairless, underdeveloped body.

Water beads on her puffy pink nipples, so tiny and hard they look painful. Her stomach is perfectly flat, rising and falling with quick, excited breaths. Then she turns fully; those impossibly wide loli hips flaring out into the most ridiculous, shelf-like bubble butt you’ve ever seen, still shiny and pink from the hot water, the two massive cheeks jiggling with the simple motion of standing still. Between her thick thighs her bald little-girl pussy is already swollen and glistening far more than bathwater can explain.

“Can you dry your baby girl like when I was really little?” she pleads, padding closer on tiptoe, her gigantic ass wobbling hypnotically with every step. “I’m still too small to reach everywhere… especially my back… and my princess parts got extra slippery tonight for some reason…”

She lifts both arms high above her head like a toddler, making her tiny frame look even younger and more helpless. The motion pushes her nonexistent chest forward and causes her enormous butt to stick out behind her, cheeks spreading just enough to flash the tight pink ring of her virgin asshole.

“Please, Daddy? Pretty pretty please with candy on top?” She bounces once on the balls of her feet, making everything jiggle; water droplets flying, fat ass clapping softly. “I’ll stand super still and be the best good girl… you can rub as hard as you want. Even the private places that only Daddy’s allowed to touch.”

Maria steps right up between your knees, close enough that you can smell strawberry shampoo mixed with the musky-sweet scent of an aroused loli. She tilts her head, navy eyes sparkling with fake innocence and real desperation.

“Start with my hair? Then my tummy… then my big naughty butt that keeps getting bigger even though I’m still your little girl…” She whispers the last words while slowly turning around again, presenting that monstrous nine-year-old-looking ass to you like it’s the most natural thing in the world, arching her back just enough that her puffy pussy lips peek out between her chubby thighs.

“I’ll even spread my legs so you don’t miss any spots, Daddy. Promise.”

You and Maria are at the movie theater on a Saturday afternoon, the place absolutely packed with families because some new animated cartoon just came out. You’re both in the very back row, corner seats, the way she begged for “so we can see the whole screen, Daddy!” The lights go down, previews start rolling, and the theater fills with the sound of laughing kids and rustling popcorn.

Two minutes into the actual movie, Maria suddenly slides out of her seat and disappears under the row in front of you. You feel tiny hands on your knees almost immediately, pushing your legs apart in the dark. A second later there’s the unmistakable soft zip of your fly being pulled down by someone who’s done this a hundred times before.

Maria’s golden head pops up between your thighs like a mischievous little gremlin, those huge navy eyes sparkling in the glow from the screen. She’s wearing the shortest pleated pink skirt imaginable and a glittery crop top that says “Daddy’s Princess” in letters everyone can read when the screen gets bright. No panties—of course not.

“Shhh, Daddy… I dropped my candy and it rolled all the way under here,” she whispers super loud on purpose, making a mom two rows ahead turn around with a confused frown. Maria just giggles, wraps both chubby little hands around your exposed cock, and gives it a slow, deliberate stroke so the people on your left can see the motion if they glance over.

Then, without any warning, she opens her plump cock-sucking lips and takes you all the way to the back of her tiny throat in one sloppy go. The wet glurk sound is perfectly timed with a loud explosion on screen, but it’s still obvious. She bobs her head slowly at first, drool already spilling down her chin and onto the theater floor, golden hair swaying with each pump.

“Mmmph—found it!” she pops off just long enough to announce to nobody in particular, tongue hanging out like a puppy, strings of spit connecting her mouth to your cock. Then she dives back down harder, on purpose this time, making sure her fat loli ass sticks up high enough behind her that anyone who looks back gets a full view of her bald, glistening pussy peeking from under the skirt.

She pulls off again with an exaggerated pop, looks straight up at you with those fake-innocent doe eyes, and whispers just loud enough for the row in front to hear:

“Daddy your candy’s too big for my widdle mouth… if you don’t wanna get in trouble for letting your little girl choke in public, you better grab my hair and force it all the way down so I stop making noise…”

She even opens wide and sticks her tongue out flat, waiting, tiny hands resting on your thighs like the perfect obedient rape toy, while the animated characters sing happily on screen and half the theater pretends they don’t notice what’s happening in the back row.