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This story was written for Seigi. It contains M/F incest and cock vore involving consenting adults. :o If this kind of content isn't your thing, please check out one of my many other stories. :D

Experience Versus Youth

Maven barely managed to stifle a giggle as she crossed the cool marble floor of the tower's uppermost room. Her bare paws made no sound against the stonework, and yet her equally bare body seemed to scream her presence to every corner of the large, open plan room. On the far side of the tower, lying upon his bed in a beam of pale moonlight, was Thaumurge. The delphox was resting flat upon his back, a single pillow only slightly propping up his head. Somehow though he had managed to squirm his way far from the centre of the bed, so that one bare arm and leg were protruding out of one side from beneath his thick, rich cotton covers.

As the younger fox pokemon approached her father, she could feel her already quickened pulse beginning to reach almost dangerously rapid levels. Rather than seeking to calm herself however, she did quite the opposite. One of her pale handpaws fell down between her legs, while the other rose to cup one of her modestly sized breasts. She froze as she touched herself, shuddering violently as her lower fingers met with warm wetness, and those upon her torso began to tweak at one of the stiffened nipples already protruding through her lush white chest-fur. It took all the pokemon's strength to keep from crying out right then and there. But somehow she managed to keep quiet. To hold back the vocal side-effects of her pleasure, for now at least.

Instead, Maven took a few steps away from her slumbering parent. Idly she continued to tweak both her nipple and the equally firm nub of her clitoris, nibbling gently on her bottom lip all the while to keep any potential moaning in check. Her gaze fell upon the apparatus which stood on the far side of the tower's central window; the alchemy laboratory so precious to her father that he insisted on sleeping with it, rather than leaving it unguarded even during the most quiet and peaceful hours of the night. With the fire type male asleep, there was of course nothing heated or bubbling on the work bench. To its side however, there lay row upon row of shelves, on which lay tens upon tens of crystal phials filled with a variety of well labelled and described concoctions.

This was far from Maven's first time creeping into her father's lab, so it took her only a few seconds to find what she was looking for. Upon the top shelf, third from the left, a growth potion. And at the very bottom and right hand side, tucked away behind two phials of a light pink invigoration draught, a separate phial containing only a few droplets of a blood red concoction labelled not with a name, but simply with three X's in a row.

The braixen un-stoppered each of the phials, and carefully poured about half of the growth potion in with the triple-X potion. She sealed both bottles up once again, replaced the growth potion back in its spot upon the shelf, and shook the other within her hand. For a short while the few droplets of deep red remained suspended freely within the blue growth potion, but after a few more vigorous shakes it finally began to blend into a rich purple. Maven bit down harder upon her bottom lip, her legs shuffling apart slightly to grant her single remaining free paw better access to her soaking wet nether regions. She rubbed and tweaked at her clit firmly, holding back numerous grunts of excitement as she momentarily pictured herself applying this potion directly to her own genitalia. Fun as that may have been though, Maven knew that she would regret it in the long run. This plan of hers had been in development for weeks, and to let a little impatient arousal ruin it now would be simply irresponsible.

Returning to the side of her father's bed, Maven looked down over the peacefully sleeping delphox with a smile that held both total adoration and wild, untamed lust within it. How she had spent more than twenty years spending every day with this man without recognising how painfully attractive he was, both for his appearance and his sheer power as a master magician, she would never understand. After tonight though, never again would that be a problem for either one of them.

Pulling back the delphox's bedsheets, Maven felt her legs growing weak with longing as she revealed his naked form. Not a scrap of cloth adorned the mature male's lean and handsome figure. The lush autumn red fur which covered his arms the majority of his lower body looked so thick and full that Maven just wanted to bury her face in it, and the pale gold of his pointed face seemed so supremely kissable that the braixen could swear she was salivating just by looking at him. In reality though, it wasn't her father's face which interested Maven. Nor was it his beautiful fur coat. It was what lay hidden, for now at least, within it.

Carefully, oh so very carefully, Maven reached out and began to brush aside the thick red fur which covered her father's crotch. Her fingertips froze as they brushed against something warm and fleshy, and she fought back a strangled groan of excitement as she realised she'd already found her target. Now with her hand trembling, she replaced her fingers upon that soft warm flesh. She stroked slowly up and down, delighting in how soft and bare the skin of the organ in question felt against her touch. It didn't stay that way for long though, at least not soft. With the predictable haste of any male, Maven felt her father's manhood beginning to stir and swell. Rather than continue to masturbate him as his cock began to poke out through his fur though, she immediately withdrew her hand and carefully moved it over to join the other.

Even more quietly than before, Maven pulled the stopper off the phial clutched in her right paw. She used both hands to guide the vessel into place, directly over her father's still swelling manhood. For just a few seconds she lingered there, watching the delphox's ample shaft growing hard through the rich, semi-translucent purple potion. Ambition and arousal soon overwhelmed her interest in seeing his cock harden naturally though, and with the first squeak of sound she had permitted herself to let slip since entering the tower, she up-ended the phial over the older pokemon's member.

The purple liquid had barely touched the tip of Thaumurge's cock when it began to soak into the male's intimate flesh. It didn't have time to run more than a few inches down the sides of the shaft even at the peak of its flow before being absorbed almost hungrily by the sensitive, constantly growing length. Indeed within less than five seconds of the last drops of the thick purple potion being poured onto it, there was no sign whatsoever that any potion had made contact with the delphox's intimate regions. No sign, that is, except for its continued growth.

Maven had seen her father's cock before. It was catching him in here one night, peering through the lock to see him lying in bed with erection in hand and a passionate, frenzied expression upon his proud face, which had awoken the fire in her belly for this incestuous rendezvous. But while she knew that at his full size he was a perfectly respectably endowed male, it didn't take long to notice that on this occasion his cock was getting bigger than usual. At the same steady pace from which it had begun to rise with initial arousal, the delphox's shaft simply failed to stop growing when it should have. It grew longer and thicker, standing eight, then nine, then ten inches tall, protruding like the arm of a sun-dial from the male pokemon's crotch.

By the time it was a foot long, the braixen could wait no longer. She scrambled up onto the bed, crawled up the length of her father's naturally spread legs, and let slip a giddy murmur as she found herself suddenly face to face with his unnaturally endowed erection. Her muzzle hung barely an inch away from the throbbing red shaft, and she inhaled deeply. His rich, manly musk took her breath away, and when she had managed to recover it she soon lost it again in a feverish moan of desire. One of her hands fell down between her legs, and a louder grunt of bliss escaped Maven as she roughly tweaked her swollen clit. The other hand wrapped its palm and fingers around the midriff of her father's erection, and tilted it gently towards the younger female as she opened her muzzle wide and for the very first time took her father's cock into her maw.

For almost thirty seconds Maven suckled and stroked at her father's still rapidly swelling shaft, marvelling at the way his body reacted to the intimate contact whilst still holding him in apparently uninterrupted slumber. His hips bucked upward against her hungry maw. His muzzle fell slack, ragged gasps and groans of pleasure beginning to escape from deep within his throat. His toes curled and fingers twitched with each obvious wave of pleasure coursing through him, but still he did not stir.

It was only when Maven felt the delphox's cock growing so vastly thick that she had no choice but to pull her head back, fearing that her muzzle might be stuffed to such limits that even her teeth would not be able to remain safely out of the way, that she witnessed Thaumurge finally beginning to show signs of awakening. It was denial of pleasure, rather than the pleasure itself, which began to rouse him from his bliss stricken sleep. The continued stroking of his cock by Maven's single paw was not nearly enough, and even when she returned her muzzle to his tip, kissing and lapping at the already abundantly flowing pre-cum, it still was not enough to satiate the male pokemon's desire for what he had grown accustomed to.

"Ah..."

Maven barely held back a moan of her own lustful glee as she heard her father gasp with desire, his eyelids beginning to flutter and his body tensing up as it realised that something was strange about what it was feeling. When finally Thaumurge's eyes crept open just a few seconds later however, there was nothing the braixen could do to restrain her wild, incestuous euphoria. No sooner had her father's gaze met with hers, his pupils narrowing sharply and his sharp eyes bulging as he took in the sight of his daughter licking and stroking at a truly monstrous cock, a giddy grunt of pure ecstasy escaped Maven's lips. She practically buried her face in the drooling tip of her father's cock, and wailed happily as the fingers within her pussy were soaked by a sudden rush of orgasmic juices.

"D-daddy... ohhh yes..."

There was nothing the delphox could do but lie back and stare as he watched his only child shuddering and humping at her paw, her face savagely beaming with joy and stained by what could only be copious quantities of his own pre. He took in every detail of the scene. Her brazen confidence. Her nudity, but absence of clothing anywhere around them. Her complete lack of surprise as she handled his mammoth member. And of course, the elephant in the room. His vast, still growing erection, and the agonisingly intense waves of pleasure and arousal which were accompanying it.

Fighting not to simply cry out in pleasure, using all his willpower not to grab his daughter's head in both hands and stuff her face down into his dripping cock-head even more urgently than she was already doing herself, Thaumurge managed to ask the simplest and most pressing question of the thousands that were running through his mind at that moment.

"W-what have you done...?"

Still shuddering in the wake of the climax which had so recently wracked her body, Maven simply giggled at her father's attempt at disapproval. Lust coated every word to slip through his lips, and though his face tried to look concerned the braixen could see his eyes were rooted firmly upon his own member as it twitched and pulsed hungrily within her embrace.

"I... I did what I've always wanted to, daddy."

No longer licking at the head of her father's cock, Maven simply stared down at the ever growing shaft. It was practically as thick as the delphox's entire body by now, and its tip was beginning to flex and gape open less like the opening of a cock and more like an eager, hungry muzzle. With a groan of dismay she pulled the paw tending to her own needs free from the now dripping, still rhythmically pulsing lips of her pussy. Instead she lifted it to the pinnacle of her father's shaft, and ran its sodden fingertips around the very edge of his tip's opening. Her face lit up as an almost pained howl of ecstasy erupted from Thaumurge, and the tip of his shaft began to convulse and squeeze as though attempting to suckle upon her pussy-scented fingers.

"You see, daddy? Y-you've always tried to keep me away from your magic and your potions. T-telling me it was too dangerous. But... I never wanted to play with your magic. I never wanted to learn your ways, e-even if I am a natural. All I wanted, all I ever wanted, was to spend time with you."

The delphox's eyes rolled back into his head as he felt his obviously magically enhanced cock beginning to strain upward, as though seeking to grasp the fingertips now hanging just out of reach. Pleasure swamped his senses, and though he should have known much better, he heard himself utter several strange, almost alien words in response to his daughter's revelation.

"It's been... s-so long, Maven. You feel so good."

A giddy squeal escaped the younger pokemon as she heard her father practically condoning what he was feeling. Accepting it, with barely any resistance whatsoever. Such had been the strength of whatever that triple-X potion had actually been. He truly was a master of his craft, and deserving of every bit of pleasure she could give to him in reward for doing his part to make tonight possible.

"You have no idea, daddy. All I want, a-all I ever want, is to keep making you feel this way. Not just happy, but... s-satisfied. Physically. Emotionally. I n-need you to know how much I care for you. How much I w-want you. Need you. How much I l-love you."

Before any words could even begin to form in Thaumurge's pleasure-ridden mind, his eyes bulged anew as he watched his cock simultaneously swell another few inches upward, and Maven drop her face downward to begin kissing and licking at his tip once more. He cried out with hedonistic bliss as her muzzle pressed against the very apex of his member, and before his eyes his own thick, red flesh began to draw her in. The delphox could feel his cock squeezing around the tip of his daughter's nose. He could feel her tongue licking at the even more sensitive inner workings of his vast erection.

Thaumurge stared in wonder, too lost in pleasure to object, as more and more of his daughter's face pushed itself all too willingly into his cock's pulsating, hungry embrace. Thick rivulets of pre-cum gushed forth from around the sides of her muzzle, splattering across the flushed innards of her ears as they twitched with giddy excitement. Deep, echoing moans erupted from within the head of his magically monstrous member, and as if to demonstrate just how much she was loving what was happening to her, the delphox watched as both his daughter's hands descended back down between her legs.

"M-mhhhhhnngh!"

Surrounded by wet heat and the most intensely musky scent that she had ever dared dream of, Maven's eyes rolled wildly in their sockets as she began to savagely fuck herself. No less than three fingers spread her pussy wide apart as they delved into its already sodden passage, while her other hand began to pummel her swollen clit with reckless joy. Her breath came in sharp yet shallow gasps, fighting for air amidst the tightness of her father's cock as she felt more and more of her head being pulled in by its voracious length. She didn't panic though. Didn't let even a shred of fear or nervousness pierce the hot core of desire writhing in the pit of her stomach. All she was focused on was relishing every sensation that overcame her, whether born of her own masturbatory touches or her father's squeezing shaft. That, and the touch of her feet and knees upon the bed, gently pushing her upward and forward as she felt her father's cock beginning to clutch and suckle on the furred flesh of her neck, getting ever closer to the broad but inviting target of her shoulders.

How many times Maven climaxed as she felt her father's erection fighting to engulf her torso, the braixen couldn't possibly have counted. She knew it happened once when she felt her father's hands upon her shoulders, clearly a moment of panicked concern as he tried to push back and draw her out of his ravenous erection. And again, just a minute or so later, when lust overcame the older male and his arms instead hooked underneath the pits of her arms, drawing her towards his hungry cock. Beyond that point however, it was hard to tell what was orgasm and what was simply such potent and primal arousal that it felt practically as good as a climax in its own right.

The braixen could barely move her fingers within herself without triggering one more flood of ejaculatory juices, nor could she even brush her fingertips at the tender flesh around her clit without wanting to scream in the hot, dark confines of her father's enhanced erection. Every touch, every stroke, was made unbearably intense by the situation under which it was occurring. Indeed Maven probably wouldn't have even needed to continue touching herself at all by that point, had she felt any inclination to stop, for merely the idea of what was happening to her was more than enough to drive the braixen entirely mad with joyous ecstasy.

By the time Maven's knees left the surface of the bed, her hips and soon afterwards her upper thighs becoming engulfed by the same unquenchable hunger of her father's erection, she had stopped touching herself. Her own intimate reaches were inside her father's body now, and there was no amount of pleasure she could provide herself with that could come anywhere close to the feeling of his thick pre-cum washing over her outer lips and beginning to drool into the upturned, itself hungrily convulsing chasm of her pussy.

The braixen's legs waved and her toes curled as they alone protruded from the vastly swollen mass of her father's cock, every remaining inch of her furred flesh being coated by thick waves of cum as the constant stimulation from deep within Thaumurge's cock set his own body off with orgasm after powerful, alchemically enhanced orgasm. The comparably cool air of the tower against the soles of her bare footpaws drove Maven wild as the rest of her body basked in the heat of her father's insides, and within her pleasure-ridden mind she began an almost obsessive countdown, seeking the moment when her toes would begin to heat up, knowing full well that could act as the proof that her whole body had been swallowed up by the delphox's unstoppable manhood.

If she could have, Maven would have screamed when that moment finally came. When not only did the same wet heat that had engulfed the rest of her swept over her paw-pads and eagerly wriggling toes, but she at last felt the tip of her father's cock drawing itself shut once more. The heat, the darkness, the wetness surrounding the braixen grew ever more gloriously oppressive. She drew in one last shuddering breath, gurgling around a muzzle full of cum, and knew that there would be no more oxygen coming. At least, not for quite some time.

Consumed both metaphorically and literally by lust, she waited. She felt her lungs beginning to burn with the desire for fresh air. She felt her pussy convulsing violently in yet another orgasm, the juices she gushed forth only adding to those in which she almost seemed to be floating. She swore that somewhere, very faintly and very distant, she could hear her father's voice. Crying out in pleasure. Wailing and roaring in bliss at the sensation surging so violently through his colossal cock.

And then, all of a sudden, Maven felt the pressure, the pleasure, all those hundreds of thousands of impulses surging with such euphoric force through her body, simply cease to be. Replaced instead by a feeling of overwhelming and giddy relaxation, and a certainty that everything was going to be alright.

Inwardly, the braixen giggled. She jumped slightly, or at least thought about doing so, as no sooner had the thought crossed her mind she heard the sound of her laughter. It was followed mere moments later by a voice. Calm and relaxed like her own, but also as surprised as she herself felt.

'M-Maven?'

With a wave of happiness surging through her, the braixen responded without even attempting to move her lips.

'Daddy. Oh... oh gosh. It worked..'

A moment later, her eyes fluttered open. Or rather, the set of eyes through which she was seeing fluttered open. For a moment, Maven felt dizzy and disoriented. Then she realised what it was she was seeing, how to interpret the signals passing through these eyes and into its owner's brain, and looked out at the tower's ceiling... stained with dripping patches of some thick, white substance. Beneath her head, Maven could feel the soft warmth of a single pillow, and under the rest of her peacefully resting body, the firm but lush mattress of her father's bed.

Thaumurge lifted his head slowly, sleepily, and groaned at the sight which greeted him as he glanced down the length of his body. Hanging down between his legs, crossing the length of the lower half of the bed and protruding off the edge by several feet, was his cock. His vast, swollen, at least seven foot long cock. Its length was still thick and engorged, and there was still thick droplets of cum drooling from its tip, no doubt forming a sizeable puddle upon the marble floor. No longer was it bulging like there was an almost body-shaped protrusion inside it, as Maven was able to now see through her father's own memories of the recent past.

Once more, the delphox's voice rang out inside his own head for both him and his daughter to hear.

'It worked? You planned all of this, Maven?'

Bashfully, feeling rather proud as she felt not only her father's shock, but his amazement at the complexity of what his daughter had achieved, the now disembodied braixen gave a simple answer.

'I told you, daddy. I wanted to be with you. I wanted to be in a position where you couldn't help but feel, know, and understand just how much I love you. And now... now I'm here. With you.'

The delphox considered this fact for a moment, and though not directed at her Maven felt a myriad of stunned thoughts cross her father's mind. Questions. Concerns. Fears. With every second that passed however, as Maven felt her father's mind opening up before her, she knew that he was experiencing the very same situation. That he was now beginning to feel everything that she felt, and know everything that she knew. Thus before long, he had all the answers he needed. Answers enough to only require one fully formed thought to pass back from Thaumurge to his daughter, accompanied by a wave of pure, joyous emotion.

'Maven. Oh... my beautiful girl. Thank you.'

He understood now. He could feel it all. Her lust, yes. But also the depth and purity of her love for her father.

The same love that now he was unafraid to share with her in return.

'Thank you for this. For everything, my sweet daughter. My world. My love.'

By Jeeves