Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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Every relationship has a honeymoon period, even a relationship as unquestionably unusual as Sofia and I. I'd always thought of myself as unflinchingly straight, a real ladies man. I can tell when another man is handsome, and it doesn't bother me to acknowledge it. I don't have to qualify it with "No homo" or any of that kind of crap. I'm fine with gay people and they should be fine with me. I'd just never fucked the shit out of anyone on the non-binary spectrum. Not until I met Sofi.

She's all sorts of amazing, a hot little twenty something piece of ass, and some of the best sex I've ever had. Her past is complicated, her family more so. Still, she brightens up my life, and the room. She prefers anal, loves to worship cock, and the prostate massage she gave me, may have adjusted my dial from 100% straight to something less. Sofi knows her body is female, but she identifies as a male bottom.

Sofi is my bottom boi.

Its only been a couple days, but I am pretty happy. Before Sofi, I'd been fucking this absolutely mad, buxom, Jewish chick. She and I fucked a blue streak before she left town for college, I hit every hole, crack, and crevasse. We had threesomes with random pick-ups and toured the state's sex dungeons together. They know each other somehow, and that's how Sofi found her way back to me. I know my ex wasn't faithful at college, the fumbled fingers of someone else in the frame of her sexting evidence of that... Sofi sent the my-cock-in-her-mouth break up selfie for me. I'm sure my ex is pissed, but Sofia's ecstatic.

Happy never means that everything is perfect. Met her dad when we got her stuff, there may have been a gun involved, Sofi blackmailed him to release her trust fund. Blackmail. Sofi had recordings of almost every time her dad - and mom- had freaky, incest sex with her. This morning, I copied roughly two terabytes of video data into 7 separate locations. Today, we place three copies into three different safety deposit boxes, two copies in the safes of two separate lawyer's offices. One copy gets buried, sealed in a PVC pipe, the last copy Sofi gets to keep. The hard drives cost a bundle, but you got to C. Y. A.

Meeting her dad didn't fill me with confidence. Seemed to me he was barely rational, more like a clever beast than a man. Supposedly, her mother is worse although I can barely see how. From Sofia's expressions I believe her. I'm trying to make things as "normal" as possible for her to settle in to the apartment.

It's been one hell of a weekend, and I took the day off so we can make the bank run. I don't trust that her parents won't find us, so I'm going to insist we take the evidence with us. Sofia's original mini SD cards I tape to the top of the fan blades in the den.

"Daddy! Are you ready to go?"

Would anyone be ready for this? Sofi, bounced down the stairs in cutoff shorts so short and tight, that a good bit of her pockets (and ass cheeks) fell out of the bottom. She wore her black leather collar and pet ID tag, my faded black Fishbone t-shirt and combat boots to round out her ensemble, and I doubt anything else underneath.

"I'm ready to go, Sofi. We have a plan. This should just be a nice drive filled with air-conditioned lobbies filled with people to professionally kiss our asses."

I slung the bag full of dvd-r's flash cards, hard drives, and envelopes of photo frame captures over my shoulder.

"Perfect."

With a mischievous grin as my only warning, Sofi leaped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist, her full bottom in my hands and demanding my attention. We kissed in the frame of the open doorway, my cock grinding against her slit through our clothes.

"If you're not careful, we're going to be late for our appointments..."

Her grin and heavily lidded eyes conveyed that she couldn't care less about the time as I fingered her ass to the first knuckle. She moaned and fussed as I set her back down, and heard a faint ringing of a bell.

"Are you wearing your bells today?"

The ringing surgical steel (ben wa) inertia balls, have turned out to be one of Sofia's favorite sex toys.

"Maybe... I think those bells rolling around against my g-spot are helping to desensitize the scar tissue down there. I can kinda feel where it is when they move and ring."

She had an accident when she was young, and reconstructive surgery had saved her clit and some of her labia minora, but left behind scar tissue that turned stimulation in to a pleasure/pain fire hose. This also made normal sex painful, if the thickness of your cock ventured into the "gifted" area, so Sofi preferred anal.

"I'm using a lube with vitamin E to try to get rid of some of my scar tissue, and I think I can feel the changes."

"Excellent. I'm glad to hear you feel like healing is happening. To the bank?"

I pointed the way and she bounced to the car. It felt good to play hooky with my boi. By 1:30 we visited the first lawyer, and two of the three banks. The lobby of the last bank chilled Sofi to the point where both her inverted nipples stood proudly against my T-shirt, and her teeth chattered. She burrowed into a ball against my side as I held her for warmth. I gently tweaked her nipple as she pressed her lips into my neck.

"I'm, going to fuck your cock off when we get home."

She hissed into my ear.

"Don't you think we'll need it for later?"

"Fine. I'll spare you."

"Next!"

"That's us."

As we stepped into the bank manager's office, Sofi straightened up her clothes. He stared lecherously at her, Sofi just a step and a half behind me, his eyes lingering upon her exposed flesh, he was taking way too long to compose himself.

"So you have your accounts with us already, and you are interested in our safety deposit boxes. What size box will you be needing?"

Sofi pulled her legs up into the chair, drawing attention to the curves of her legs, the bubble of her ass, and that the thready cut off shorts barely kept her from a ticket for indecent exposure. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched her pull her arms under her knees. I could smell her sex, and I knew for sure the drone across the desk could too. He broke out into a sweat, trying to maintain eye contact with me, while my boi put her privates on display. The effect Sofia had on older men fascinated me, this guy was five minutes from losing his shit.

"We are looking for a small EM hardened box for sensitive data storage. I understand you can accommodate us in that regard."

He wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, using the moment to steal a hard look at the baby smooth skin behind the tiny strip of fabric between her legs.

"Yes, Sir. We have shielded boxes made specifically for that purpose. Here is your key, sign here, I will unlock the outer lock and give you privacy while you conduct your business. Notify me when you are ready and I'll lock the outer security."

He stood quickly, turning away, trying to conceal his modest cock tenting in his $500 suit. We followed, Sofia trailed behind me, a smirk on her face from screwing so thoroughly with the suit.

"Are there security cameras?"

Over his shoulder, and walking briskly, he responded. I doubt he wanted to be seen passed half-mast by his subordinates.

"Not within the vault, but outside the vault to ID every person who comes and goes."

"Excellent. Thank you."

I held my hand out, to let Sofi enter first.

"My privilege. There you go, this is your specific box, I'll shut the inner door for your privacy, and wait outside."

The inner door clicked behind the bank manager, and I unlocked the box and placed it on the table. The back of the box had a grounding receptacle to complete the Faraday cage protecting our data. It took all of two minutes to place one complete copy of Sofia's blackmail protection in the box. It took half a minute for Sofi to set down her camera, strip off her top, shed her damp shorts, and drop my slacks to the floor. She squatted, rocking, to suck both my balls into her mouth. My cock rolled over her forehead, thickening, lifting into the air. She worked the back of my nuts ruthlessly with her tongue.

I held on to the table for support, looking down at Sofi's short haircut. From my perspective, with my throbbing cock mashed against her forehead, it absolutely could have been a young man going to town on my balls.

Her double jointed fingers slid up my ass, easily, rapping on my prostate. I groaned and pulled her to me at the base of her head. The loop of her lips bore down at the top of my balls as she rolled her tongue over my sack. She jerked me with her free hand, letting my nuts out of her mouth with a pop. She licked her lips, dragging my pre-cum against her round cheek.

"In my ass, Daddy! I need it..."

The bells in her pussy must be driving her crazy as she bounced her ass inches from the floor. This was exact kind of crazy I wanted her to be, as I lifted her up and faced her toward the table. Her lubed up ass swallowed up my cock greedily, as Sofi's boi pussy adjusted perfectly to my size. Spreading her hands about shoulder width apart, she gripped the table, bracing against the force of my thrusts. I covered her mouth as she moaned into my hand, the inertial bells ringing into the shaft of my cock deep inside her. I hissed into her ear.

"Don't think I didn't see you giving the bank manager a little free show in his office back there, you fucking twink tease."

"I'm sorry Daddy, did it make you mad?"

"No, you silly little sex pot, it made me want to fuck you hard, like this."

Sofia's legs came up off the ground as my pelvis slammed her ass. Her round rear, bounced and flattened as our bodies slapped together. Her knees bent and her toes pointed like an equestrian at full gallop, as she lifted into the air.

"Oh, God Daddy! Uhhhh..."

Reaching under her legs, I pulled her small frame into a full nelson, while continuing to pile-drive her ass-pussy. Her unreasonably flexible frame bent to receive the full length and thickness of my cock, down to the balls.

"fuck, fuck, fuck..."

She sprayed her juices on the floor between our feet. Not a chance the bank wouldn't know what we used our time for. I set Sofi gently down.

"Get on your knees boi, time to feed you not breed you."

Sofi flipped around on the floor, at least one of her knees for sure in her slippery puddle.

"Mmmph."

I held her head close, as she rolled my balls in her hand, she scraped the underside of my shaft with her tongue. She crushed my sack, making me feel that sickeningly sweet pain, almost enough to make my knees buckle. She hummed, "I love your cock, Daddy" into my shaft, vibrating me down to the balls. That did it.

I lost it.

She had me.

I blew my load down her throat. She looked up at me with her big beautiful honey-brown eyes, opened her mouth to show me all the thick cum I'd given her. Sofi wiped her face and lips off with her finger, licked it clean and swallowed.

"All gone Daddy!"

She burst into giggles, collected her clothes, and we tried to repair the damage we'd done to each other.

"It's a good thing your hair isn't longer, or we'd have to worry about your 'JBF' hair."

"What do you mean? I *always* have 'Just Been Fucked' hair."

"Exactly, so no one knows the difference."

Sofi, took the flash card from the tiny camera she recorded us with, and dropped it in the safety deposit box. She kissed me, locked the box, and inserted it into the grounded Faraday array. As we exited the vault, I smiled at the guilty puddle. Sofi bounced in front of me, telltale cum dribbling down her leg as it caught the light. The bank manager shot me a knowing look, then a nod, and we were off.

So far, we'd had sex in every vault, and in the parking garage of the first lawyer's office.

The second lawyer was a friend, where the first was just an acquaintance. We left him simple instructions, if - then type stuff. We didn't let him know more than, if something happens to us, open the envelope and contact the proper authorities as instructed in the first letter. This guy was my college roommate and confidant. I felt like we could let him know more of the truth.

"Hey there, big guy, see you've caught yourself a young one, did you check the ID?"

His shit eating grin, and palpable sarcasm permeated the room. Big guy, was his little joke, since he was hung like an elephant, and never felt threatened by any other man ever. Most of the women he met ran screaming, as soon as they saw his monster cock, but the size Queens sang hosanna on high about him. He never met an ex that didn't come back for the cock, when they *needed* him.

"It's good to see you bro."

The minimalist office paid homage to his Buddhist heritage while his suit showed a devotion to capitalism.

"My door is always open. Helen, hold my calls."

He closed the door, embracing me and ushering us inside.

"The office is sound proof, the windows vibrate to throw off laser eavesdropping, and I swept for bugs before lunch."

I sat across from his desk, and Sofi sat in the chair next to mine.

"And the secretary? One of your size Queens?"

"Helen is a devoted mother of two, whose husband as never figured out why her vagina didn't snap back to size, after the second vaguely Asian looking kid. He's not exactly gifted in the size department, so she's lost interest in him. Possibly in a cock cage on my recommendation."

He smirked, giving me a two fingered gesture showing four inches.

"Yeah, she's one of mine. So...anything we say, stays here with us. Blinds!"

Mechanical privacy shades dropped into place from the ceiling, covering every window.

"Viva la paranoia."

"You'd be surprised how many customers appreciate it. Or maybe you wouldn't. What did you stick your foot in this time?"

"This is Sofia, Sofi, maybe she better tell you."

"Um, okay. Hi. I'm Sofi. So, I'll dive right in. My family, my actual father and mother, I... they... my father, he fucks me and my mother helps sometimes by holding me down. I don't exactly feel like a victim or anything, since I provoked him and he raped me the first time. I love sex. I've been diagnosed with nymphomania, and I left home because I think I fell in love with your friend."

She gestured in my direction, unconsciously playing with her exposed erect nipple.

"and just didn't know it. My father and I fucked for almost the last year and a half while I figured out my feelings for my new Daddy."

She never wavered, she wasn't ashamed.

"I want my trust fund, it has nothing to do with my parents, it was left to me by my grandmother."

"Man, bro. You didn't undersell this. So all this packet, looping me in, its your insurance against her folks? You're playing White Knight?"

"Yup."

"Anything else? That collar and tag mean anything?"

"I took her. I own her. I'm her Daddy now."

"Sweet. So keep the package safe, follow the instructions if something goes wrong. Nuke the parents."

"That's right."

"I'll do it. For a fee."

The sly smile on his face, I'd seen before.

"What's your price?"

He laced his fingers together, looking serious for the first time.

"I don't need money... not anymore. I deal in experiences. I want to fuck your hot little slave girl. I want a turn on that."

I think Sofi was finally surprised by something.

"Daddy?"

"It's your choice, Sofi. I'm gonna warn you, he's huge."

She stood, taking in the bulge that grew within the $3000 suit. She hesitated.

"Maybe I can suck it down? Would that be okay?"

The greedy lawyer, son of a bitch, smiled.

"Absolutely."

He extended a hand toward me with a flourish.

"With your permission."

"Given."

"Get undressed. Lay face up, on the desk with your head over the edge, right here."

He gestured to me.

"You gonna stay and watch, or join in? You could fuck Helen while you wait..."

Sofi kicked off her boots, and stepped out of her thready shorts.

"I'm her Daddy. I need to at least make sure you don't break her. I'll watch. Sofi and I have been fucking all over town today. Boi, you do me proud, okay?"

Sofi removed her T-shirt, the last of her clothes except for her collar, and lay as she was asked across the lawyer's desk. You might think this was crossing the line between friends. College roommates don't have the luxury of privacy, we had fucked in front of each other before, and on many a drunk night switched girls with each other for fun. I supposed as I admired Sofi in her round assed flat chested glory, that this might be a bit of nostalgia for my friend.

"Are you ready, dollface?"

He asked her, unbecoming his belt, taking off his jacket, shirt and tie. He towered over her head.

"Uh huh, Daddy, I'm ready to suck your friends cock for you."

"Good boi, Sofi. You may proceed."

"Awesome."

He pointed his remote at the stereo, and dropped his pants. "Princes of the Universe" blasted as his monstrosity of a cock lurched into the air above Sofia's head.

"You have no shame, do you?"

"No. I'm a lawyer."

His veiny dick stretched her mouth wide open, as he fed my boi inch after inch and she strained to take it. I watched his cock crawl down her throat, as the lump of his knob pushed down toward her stomach. He took his time, twisting at her painfully hard nipples, until she had taken all thirteen inches and his balls rested on her eye sockets.

"🎶I am immortal, I have inside me blood of kings🎵"

"Your little girl is amazing."

He rocked back and forth fractionally, as Sofia's face grew more and more red, his cock filling her airway.

"I have no rival...🎶"

"Boi."

"🎵No man can be my equal..."

He drew his cock back and let her breathe.

"What?"

"Boi. Sofi identifies as a boi, not a gurl."

"Man, you are into some freaky shit."

"Says the East Texas Asian with the Highlander fetish."

He fucked her face vigorously, his thumbs in her ears, gripping her head like a steering wheel.

"🎵born to be kings, Princes of the universe...🎶"

Sofia's spit ran up her face and into her eyes then her hair, as she fought to swallow.

"Very true."

Sofi's bare feet struggled on the desk, her legs desperate to stimulate her vulva. She held the edges of the desk to steady her body from the straight up mouth raping.

"I'm glad your mother taught you to share."

I saw her left toes fold, and cramp painfully, as she fought for air once again.

"Shut up and enjoy your payment."

The lump of his cock moved back and forth in Sofia's throat hypnotically. I could hardly tear my eyes away. Not that I wanted to, watching Sofi have sex was like watching art being made.

"She's amazing. Straight up milking my cock."

Sofia reached up and back, snaring his balls in her fingers.

"Oh, shit!"

"She's amazing alright. Maybe be a little respectful of the boi who's mouth that cock you're so proud of currently resides in?"

"Noted."

Sofi grinned and twisted her mouth a little around his cock.

"Fuuuuuckkk..."

Sweat glistened on her breast bone, on her abs, down to her pussy. She lifted her knees, twisting on the desk top, banging her ass up and down to rock the inertia balls within herself. Her toes curled, and for a single greedy moment I regretted allowing this to happen.

Sofi stoked my passion and lust like no one ever before.

Any moment now... her mouth opened a fraction wider, and the tiniest sound came as her orgasm came. She flooded the desk between her legs, and the stimulation of her contortions wrenched my old friend to nut. Twice he pulsed into her belly before stepping back and cumming down the length of Sofia's body. The fountain of him splattered her forehead and face. He aimed for the meager swell of her tits, jacking his cock like a shotgun. 9, 10, 11, jets shot with force and volume. 12, 13, 14, 15, spunk oozed from his knob onto her face and open mouth. He'd covered the length of her.
"Lick it up dollface, and I'll consider us square."

Sofi pushed the jizz on her cheeks into her mouth first, then scooped the cum from her eyes and forehead. She meticulously cleaned her face, when he plopped his knob in her mouth to get the final bits from the tap. With a dry throat, I spoke up.

"Okay, that's just taking advantage now."

Sofi mewed when he took his softening cock back, and began to dress. She collected the cum from her belly and between her rock hard nipples before sitting up and doing her legs and yes, the bastard even managed to hit the tops of her feet. She brought her toes to her mouth to suck the nut batter out, making my cock painfully hard under my clothes. Spinning on the desk, Sofi brought herself to her knees and licked the desk clean.

"Stay still Sofi."

I opened the bag, I'd been carrying most of the day.

"Chastity."

I slid her old friend, the eight inch long thick black dildo into her ass, right to the flared base. She inhaled hard, but said nothing. I'd bought her a nicer, better fitting chastity harness and locked her bits into place. I looked her in the face, her glazed over eyes tracked mine, but obviously, Sofia's brain and body floated in a bliss dimension.

"Alright boi, get dressed. Find your clothes, and here's a drink of water."

"thank you, daddy."

Her voice barely rose to the level of a whisper, as my extraordinarily tiny boi padded about about the office searching for her clothes.

"You have a tiger by the tail buddy."

He tucked his shirt in and knotted his tie.

"I know."

"I'll keep your data safe, and take a look at just who you're dealing with. Forewarned is forearmed and all that. Take care of her, she's something special."

I handed the glass of water to Sofi, who took the glass, opened a few small pill bottles, setting them for a moment on the desk.

"Hey, Sofia, let me see those bottles."

She shoved them down to him as he sat back at the computer against the window.

"Why on earth is your father's name on the prescribing line of your prescriptions?"

I took a bottle to see for myself. His fingers clacked away at the keyboard. He pushed his computer glasses up the bridge of his nose, bringing up the shortcuts to several websites.

"This one, legitimately, is used to control the sex drive of nymphomaniacs. These two, when taken together, will stop a girl from developing secondary sexual characteristics... Did you know what he was giving you?"

"No..."

"Sofi, he did this to you. He kept you looking like a boi, kept you from developing. This shit can affect how you think and feel. He poisoned you with this."

"My father is a psychiatrist, he prescribed these for me, when I had mood swings, after I came back from Japan."

"Sofi, the way you feel, the stuff you like... it could all be because of the drugs. He could have been grooming you for sex. Shaping you as a boi, for his own sick needs."

"It might have been only a matter of time before he raped you. I can build build a legal case against him just on that, yank his license, it's unethical to prescribe to family."

"It's illegal to rape people, dork."

"Uh, yeah, of course."

"Crack lawyer."

"Best you got!"

Sofi walked to the sink and started to pour out her pills.

"No! Wait!"

She stopped, turning quickly in my direction.

"Sofi, we don't know what will happen to you if you stop taking the pills. We need to think about this."

She put the tops back on the pill bottles.

"You're right Daddy. I'll take them until we talk about this at home."

"Dang, people, I got all my drama today. Good luck and keep me in the loop."

Sofi half-heartedly finished dressing. She took the pills she'd set down on the table.

"Thanks for everything, man."

"The masterwork blow job more than covered it."

"Asshole."

We walked in silence, her voice now fragile. The massive cock passing in and out of Sofia's throat made idle chit-chat less important after the pharmaceutical revelations.

"Daddy, what should I do?"

We stopped outside the car. I opened the door for her, and took her in my arms.

"Sofia. I love you, for who and what you are right now. I'm sure I'll love you for who and what you will be a year from now whether you keep taking the drugs or not. I love what we have. All I know is that your parents keep taking choices away from you, and that's not who I believe you to be."

I put a hand to her face, her tears ran down her chin. I kissed her deeply.

"I want you to choose this for yourself, otherwise I'm no better for you than he is."

She hugged me tight around the middle, and then I helped her into the car. Out of the parking garage, traffic built to a cluster fuck.

"Why do you think he wanted me to be this way?"

"Maybe he really wanted a boy. Maybe he's way deep in the closet. Maybe making you into a boi, only to rape you, is his way of dealing with it. Who knows?"

"I'm so tired now, it was such a good day..."

"Close your eyes, sleep if you can, I'll get us home."

I tumbled through the problem the whole way home. What if Sofia gave up her pills, would she lose her attraction to me? Would I lose her if she changed? Thoughts haunted me as I pulled into the garage. Sofi crashed, and didn't seem to be sleeping all that well.

"Sofi, we're home."

Her belly rounded into a little pooch from this angle and how she'd curled into the seat. I flashed back on all the cum she'd swallowed today. How would getting off the pills affect her appetites?

"Sofi."

I gave her a small shake. Dead to the world. I unlocked her door, and lifted her out of the car. Such a tiny thing. I want to protect her. I want to fuck her within an inch of her life. I want to explore the limits of depravity with my boi.

I unlocked the apartment.

I lay Sofi down on the bed, and untied her boots. As I undressed her, I noticed flakes of dried cum she missed stuffing in her mouth. She let me slide off her shorts, and didn't fight me with the T-shirt.

She's beautiful laying naked, collared, in chastity on my bed. She's everything my pervy black heart desires, and I'm terrified that my perfect life is about to stop. I let her sleep, and made a quick dinner, arros con pollo, my grandmother's recipe. I heard the shower kick on for a quick fifteen minutes or so.

"Daddy... that smells so good..."

Flush from the shower, rose in her cheeks, she wore flip-flops, a fluffy towel on her head and around her middle. I set her a plate at the table.

"I'm so hungry, all I had to eat today was yummy cum, not that I'm sorry about that- it's just that I think that it goes right to my ass."

She smiled and ate a few bites.

"Daddy, I think I want to stop taking the pills. I think I want to know what I'm supposed to be."

"I understand, Sofi. I want you free of your parents, free to choose."

"I choose to be here. With you. Umm, be right back."

She stepped away, hung her towels in the bathroom, and returned to the table with her collar around her neck, and her chastity belt around her waist.

"Naked dining?"

"Absolutely approved, whenever you like."

"Sex after dinner?"

"Wait thirty minutes."

"Isn't that swimming?"

"Maybe. Works just the same. I thought we'd try to work your scar tissue, maybe work Daddy into that place that's been too tight for him. Maybe I'll tie you up a little. Daddy needs to fill all your holes after watching this afternoon. My balls are very, very blue."

"I love you Daddy."

"I love you too, pumpkin."

"You know what I'm looking forward to, Daddy?"

"No, what?"

"BOOBS!"