Keywords: Mg, inc, ped
Part: 2 of 3
Author: Dastardly Dodo
Title: Baby Boom

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This story contains sex between family members and sex with 
children. If this kind of story offends you or if it is not legal 
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This is a fantasy, nothing else. 
If you want to try this at home go to the nearest police station 
and have yourself arrested.


Baby boom 

part 2
Mysterious letters.

Lisa sat down opposite Marcy and got her lunch out of her bag. As 
she did so a white envelope dropped out onto the table. 

"Hey, what's this?" she said, picking up the envelope. She opened 
it and read the letter that was inside.

"Oh my," she croaked. "Oh my!"

"What?" Marcy asked. "What is it?" 

Shaking Lisa handed her the letter. It said: 

--If you really want to make a baby with your daddy, go to the 
shed behind the oak tree in the park after school.-- 

"Who is it from?" Marcy asked.

"I don't know," Lisa replied. 

Marcy gave her the letter back and said, "Did you tell anyone?" 
Lisa shook her head.

"Well what are you going to do?" Marcy asked. 

Lisa looked at the letter and said, "I'm going to go there." 



For the rest of the day Lisa didn't pay much attention in class. 
She kept thinking about the letter and wondered who put it in her 
bag. When the class finally was finished she rushed outside and 
jumped on her bike.

"Hey wait for me!" Marcy cried. Lisa didn't hear her and started 
to pedal as fast as she could. When she arrived at the shed, she 
threw her bike against a tree and walked to the door. 

Only moments later Marcy arrived. 

"Jeez, what's the rush," she panted as she walked towards Lisa. 
Lisa ignored her and opened the door. The wooden shed was empty 
apart from a small table. On the table was a letter. The girls 
walked to the table and read the letter. It said:

 --So you want a baby. 

The first question to ask is, 'Why do want a baby?' The second one 
is 'Why do want a baby from your father?'

Your mission for today is to find out the answers to these 
questions. It might help to ask other people why they had babies 
and how they chose their partner.

You will find your next letter tomorrow afternoon in the hollow 
tree near your school.--

"Jeez, what stupid questions!" Lisa said disgusted.

"I don't know," Marcy replied.

"Well why do you want a baby from your father?" Lisa asked.

"Well I really love my father and I realized that one day he'll be 
gone. So I decided I wanted to have a baby from him. I guess, to 
have something from him that goes on when he is gone."

"Your father is only 35. It's not like he is going to die 
tomorrow."

"You never know what will happen," Marcy replied. "My mother died 
when she was 27. Anyway, why do you want a baby from your father?" 

Lisa blushed, "I guess because I was jealous of you."

"That doesn't sound like a very good reason," Marcy remarked. Lisa 
looked at the floor and mumbled something.

"Do you still want a baby?" Marcy asked. 

Lisa thought about it for a while and then replied, "I don't know. 
I've never thought about it that way."

"Well why don't we get that letter tomorrow and read it," Marcy 
suggested. "You can always stop if you decide you don't want a 
baby."

"Yes, that's a good idea," Lisa agreed.



The next day, after school, the girls went to the hollow tree to 
get the letter. Then they went to Marcy's house.

"Well what does it say?" Marcy asked as she sat down on the bed. 
Lisa opened the letter and together they read it.

 --You are reading this letter, so I will assume that you still 
want a baby from your father.

Now is time to consider what it means to have baby. I could 
explain it to you but I think the best way to understand is to 
experience it. In your room you will find a doll that you will 
have to take care of for the next two days. That means that if it 
cries you will have to comfort it until it stops crying. It also 
means that you have to take the doll with you everywhere you go in 
case it starts crying.

You will find your next letter in three days in the shed.--

"Well it looks like you have a baby to take care of," Marcy 
giggled when they were finished reading the letter.

"Yes it does," Lisa mumbled with an unhappy look on her face. 



"Jeez, you look like shit," Marcy said to Lisa when she saw her at 
school the next morning.

"Oh, thank you!" Lisa grumbled.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Marcy asked.

"The stupid doll cried most of the night keeping me awake." 

Marcy started to giggle, "Isn't it fun to have a baby."

"Funny. Very funny," Lisa replied, thumbing her friend in the 
side. During class the doll started to cry again, causing quite a 
stir. 

"What's that noise?" the teacher asked when the doll started to 
cry.

"That's my baby, miss," Lisa replied. The class burst out in 
giggles.

"Your baby?" the teacher said surprised.

"I mean my doll," Lisa said to her. "I'm doing this course to 
learn what it is like to have a baby."

"Aren't you a bit young for that?" the teacher asked.

"I don't know miss."

"Well you better make it stop. I can't have this in my class." 

Lisa sighed and got the doll out of her bag and started to comfort 
it, starting a new round of giggles in the class. 



"Lisa has a baby!!" a boy yelled as he passed the table where Lisa 
and Marcy were eating their lunch.

"That stupid doll went off during class," Lisa said, answering 
Marcy's unspoken question. 

A group of giggling girls came to their table and one of them 
asked, "What's it like to have a baby?"

"A whole lot of trouble," Lisa spouted. "I wish I had left the 
damn thing home," she complained to Marcy as the girls left. 

One of the girls had stayed behind. She sat down and asked, "Can I 
see it?" For a moment Lisa looked at the girl and wondered who she 
was, then she recognized her.

"You're Ellen, aren't you?" she said. Nervously the girl nodded.

"Hey I'm not going to bite you, you know," Lisa said when she saw 
the look on Ellen's face.

"People usually send me away." Ellen mumbled. Lisa realized that 
that was true; Ellen was your proverbial black sheep that nobody 
seemed to like.

"Well I won't," she said to the girl. She got the doll out of her 
bag and gave it to Ellen.

"Oh, isn't it cute!" Ellen exclaimed.

"Yes it is," Lisa agreed.

"It's just a doll," Marcy said with some disdain.

"Well I think it is cute," Ellen said. She looked at Marcy and 
added, "Don't you ever think of having a baby?" 

Marcy and Lisa looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Hey, we're not laughing at you," Marcy said when she saw the hurt 
look on Ellen's face. "It's just... Well, can you keep a secret?"

"I swear I won't tell anyone," Ellen replied

"I'm pregnant," Marcy told her.

"You're not!!!" Ellen exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down," Marcy admonished her. "I am pregnant from 
my daddy."

"Really?" Ellen whispered.

"Yes really," Marcy replied.

"Jeez I wish I was so lucky," Ellen sighed.

"Don't," Lisa giggled, "That's how I got stuck with this doll."

"What do you mean?" Ellen asked. Lisa grinned and explained it to 
her.



Two days later, while she was on her way to the shed with Marcy, 
Lisa's doll started to cry again.

"Are you still carrying that doll around?" Marcy asked. Lisa 
nodded. She put her bike against the shed and took the doll out of 
her bag.

"But I thought it was only for two days," Marcy said.

"I know, but I like taking care of it," Lisa replied. Marcy shook 
her head in disbelief. "Let's go inside," she said.

"No. I promised Ellen we would wait for her." Lisa told her. 

A few minutes later Ellen arrived and they went inside. First 
Lisa showed the old letters to Ellen and then they read the new 
one that lay on the table. It said:

--By now you will have realized that having baby is not all fun, 
it is a lot of hard work too. But the result is worth it. Just 
look in the mirror if you want to know why.

Anyway now is the time to decide if you really want to have a baby 
from your father.

Tomorrow will be your big day if you decide to go through with 
it.-- 

"Well, it looks like you're getting fucked by your daddy on your 
birthday," Marcy said.

"It's your birthday tomorrow?" Ellen asked.

"Yes. I'm going to be twelve," Lisa said. "Oh I'm sorry," she 
added when she saw the disappointed look on Ellen's face. "The 
baby thing made me forget all about it, but I want you to come 
to my birthday party too."

"Really?" Ellen asked. 

Lisa smiled. "Yes really," she said giving the girl a hug. She 
took another look at the letter and giggled, "I'm going to get 
fucked tomorrow."

"I wish it was me," Ellen sighed.

"You want to get fucked by your daddy too?" Marcy asked

"I don't have a daddy," Ellen replied. "He left two years ago."

"I'm sorry," Marcy said. 

A sad look appeared on Ellen's face, "I'm not. He was always 
beating my mommy." Then she smiled and added, "I would like to 
have baby with my brother, though." 

"Well then we have to find a way to make him fuck you," Lisa said.

"How?" Ellen asked, "He doesn't even seem to know that I'm there." 

"We'll just have to find a way," Lisa replied. "Why don't you two 
stay at my house for a sleepover tomorrow after my birthday party, 
then we can talk about finding a way to get into your brother's 
pants." Both Ellen and Marcy agreed.



The next morning when she woke up Lisa saw a letter on the 
nightstand next to her bed. Nervously she got up and read it.

--If you really want to have a baby from your father, take off all 
your clothes and go to your parents bedroom-- 

"Oh my," Lisa croaked. With trembling hands she peeled off her 
nightshirt and panties. She looked in the mirror and said "Well 
girl, here goes nothing." She left her room and slowly she walked 
down the hall. When she came to the door to her parent's bedroom 
she hesitated for a moment. 'Oh well, you'll either get fucked or 
killed,' she thought. With her heart pounding in her chest she 
opened the door and went in. Her father lay on the bed, naked 
except for his dick, which was neatly packaged in wrapping paper 
with a bow around it. 

"Hi pumpkin. Happy birthday," Tom said to her. Lisa jumped into 
his arms. 

"Thanks, daddy," She cried. 

"You're welcome," Tom answered, giving her a kiss. 

"Are you really going to fuck me?" Lisa asked nervously.

"Well it's the only way I can get you pregnant," Tom replied 
faking disgust.

"DADDY!" Lisa cried thumping him on his shoulder. 

Tom laughed. He gave her another kiss and said. "There is nothing 
that I would like more than making a baby with my baby." He 
pointed at his dick and said, "Aren't you going to open your 
present?" 

Giggling Lisa removed the wrapping paper. "It's so big," she said, 
taking his dick into her hands.

"That's because a beautiful, naked, little girl is playing with 
it," Tom groaned. Lisa smiled. She took a firm grip on her 
father's dick with both hands and started to jack him off.

"Oh god. If you keep that up you're going to make daddy cum," Tom 
groaned.

"Oh good, I want to see," Lisa replied as she started to move her 
hands up and down more vigorously. That was too much for Tom. He 
had been on the edge ever since Lisa came walking in naked and her 
last remark was the final straw.

"Here it comes honey!!!" he cried as he started to cum. Lisa 
brought her face close to his dick to get a better look and the 
first strand of semen hit her square on the nose. She giggled and 
started to move her hands even faster, milking him like cow. 
Groaning Tom shot strand after strand of his cum onto her face, 
covering it completely with his sperm.

"You're supposed to do that in my pussy," Lisa giggled when Tom 
finally stopped cumming.

"Just give me a minute to catch my breath and I'll do that too," 
Tom panted. Lisa brought her hand to her face and wiped some cum 
off it. For a moment she looked at the sperm on her fingers and 
then put it in her mouth.

"Hmmmmm!! Yummy!" she said. "Next time I want it in my mouth." 

Tom's dick, which hadn't really lost its hardness, sprung back to 
life when she said that.

"Oh my, You like that don't you?" Lisa giggled when she saw his 
dick twitch. 

Tom pulled her on top of him and said, "Yes I do. But first I'm 
going to put my dick in your pussy and dump my sperm in your belly 
where it belongs."

"Oh yes. Do it daddy. Make me pregnant," Lisa cried. 

Tom smiled and gave her a kiss. "I will dear. I will." 

He rolled her onto her back and knelt between her legs. Then he 
put the head of his dick at the entrance of her cunt and said, 
"Here it comes honey." With one mighty push he shoved his dick all 
the way into the twelve year old's pussy until he hit her cervix. 
"Are you alright honey?" he asked when he saw tears appearing in 
Lisa's eyes.

"Oh yes daddy. It feels wonderful," Lisa sighed. She pushed her 
hips up and added, "Fuck me daddy. Please fuck me." Tom grinned. 
He pulled his dick almost all the way out and then hammered it 
back in again.

"Oh daddy!! Fuck me daddy and make me pregnant" Lisa screeched as 
she felt her father's cock going in and out of her pussy.

"I'm going to put so much sperm in your pussy you will have 
triplets," Tom moaned in reply. He was hammering his cock in and 
out of her pussy with all his force, sending new and wonderful 
sensations through Lisa's body.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" The twelve year old chanted, throwing her hips 
up to meet her father's cock. Tom increased his tempo, ramming his 
cock in and out of her virgin fuckhole with short quick jabs. 
Suddenly Lisa exploded into an orgasm. 

"DADDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed as wave 
after wave of orgasmic pleasure swept over her body. Seeing his 
daughter cum on his cock pushed Tom over the edge too.

"OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!! CUMMINGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!" he yelled 
as shot his load into her pussy. Feeling her daddy pissing his 
sperm into her womb set Lisa off for the second time. Her world 
exploded into millions of colors and her arms and legs started to 
flop around as she lost control of her body. 

"Am I pregnant now daddy?" Lisa asked when she finally came back 
to earth.

"I don't know honey, but we'll just have to keep trying until you 
are,' Tom replied.

"I like that," Lisa sighed.

"Daddy?" she said, a few minutes later.

"Yes, honey?"

"Can we still do it after I'm pregnant?" 

Tom smiled, "Of course, honey. We can do it any time you like."



End part 2