Behind the Midway

Things aren’t right at the local carnival.

Most parents have, at one point or another, lost a child in a crowd. One might imagine a dramatic scene of a mother or father noticing the absence of little Timmy before racing through a throng of strangers, their child’s name shouted over the murmur of those around them. This is rarely the case. More often than not a parent of a missing child simply retraces their steps to find their kid staring at whatever drew their limited attention away from mom and dad.

That was exactly how Mr. and Mrs. Davis lost, and then found, their daughter June.

The handsome young family had taken a Saturday trip to the carnival. John and Joyce, thirty three and thirty, and little June. Ten years old with her favorite doll in hand. They rode the kiddie rides and had their fill of cotton candy and just after the sun set they had one last walk through the lights and sounds of the boardwalk.

That was when little June vanished.

Joyce noticed the girls absence. John doubled back to find her.

He searched for a light pink dress and curly brown hair decorated with blue ribbons. And in under three minutes he found them. Ten year old June stood by one of the little carnie alleys those who frequent such fairs have trained themselves not to notice. A narrow path that led to the carnivals back end. A place behind the scenes. Always close, just behind each stall and game, but never seen.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, Sweet Bean?”

The girl stared into the dark for one long second before turning her round face and big brown eyes up to her father. Pinchable cheeks smiled.

“There was a doggie back there!”

“Uh huh. I bet there was. Come on, your Moms gonna be pretty sour if we take to long getting back.”

The man took his daughter by the hand and led her away. Joyce wasn’t sour when she first saw the pair break through the crowd, but one look at the girls empty hands had her leaning in to whisper to her husband.

“June’s doll, Baby June! She doesn’t have it. You know the tantrums she throws when she loses it.”

“Shit. You take her, keep her distracted. I’ll go back to look-”

“That’s okay.” Two pairs of adult eyes turned down to stare at the little girl who had come between them. “I’ll get a new Baby June later.”

John and Joyce gave each other looks.

“June, Sweet Bean, are you sure you don’t want me going back to look for Baby June?”

“Uh huh!” Brown curls bounced with a nod of her head. “She’s with a new family now.”

“A new family? Did someone take her?”

The girl answered by pulling her father’s hand.

“Daddy! Daddy! I want to ride the ferris wheel before we leave!”

And so it was that the family moved on from the topic of the doll.

*****

Baby June had, in fact, found a new family. Though not willingly.

A whimper called out to the ten year old girl as she walked by that narrow alley. A sad and pathetic sound meant only for her. That reached only her. That pulled her limited attention from her parents and towards a dark place most carnival goers knew to shun. There she saw something small cowering just beyond midways light. It was darker than the shadows around it. So black as to be a hole in the world.

“Doggy?” She asked.

Another whimper answered. The unattended girl stepped into the alley.

“Hold on there, little miss.” Came a deep baritone from around a darkened corner. “You aren’t supposed to be back here.”

“But that doggy is sad.”

“Is it now? I suppose it is. Maybe a girl like you could make it happy. Go on, give it a pet.”

The child reached out with her doll free hand. Fingers stretching into the shivering void. In an instant the thing was larger. All around her. Then behind her. When June turned to follow the shadow a pair of large, meaty hands seized her by the arm and covered her mouth.

Behind her was a strange man pulling her further into darkness. Before her was a girl she’d seen a million times before in the bathroom mirror. Nude and grinning.

“That’s my dress!” She whispered as she pulled the pink garment down June’s undeveloped body. “And my sandals! And my ribbons!”

Tears flowed as the other girl stripped her of nearly all she had. June tried to fight. She tried to scream. But the large hands kept her quiet and still.

“My daddy.”

The other girl, now dressed in all but June’s underwear, walked backwards down the alley and into the light. Hope and joy filled the girl when her father appeared at the end of the narrow alley. But he did not come for her. He spoke to the other girl, took her hand and left.

“Just you and me now, little miss.”

The unseen man hauled her off into the dark, Baby June still clutched in her free hand.

*****

“Two per carriage.” The carny said.

“I wanna ride with daddy!” June replied.

“No fun riding alone.” Joyce had claimed.

And so John and June climbed into the little carriage of a less than impressive ferris wheel, while Joyce waited on the ground. Father and daughter rode up and down and up again. Slow and easy.

When they came again to the rides peak, the most thrilling point of the yawn inducing ride, the whole structure shuddered and stopped.

“Daddy, is the ride broken?”

“I don’t know. Let me just…”

The man stuck his head out the carriages side. On the ground he could see carnies gathered. People staring. His wife giving him a slashing sign across her neck.

“It seems to be, Sweet Bean. Looks like we’re-” He paused for one heart stopping moment. “June Davis! You put your dress back on this instant!”

The ten year old brunette had dropped her cute pink garment and sat opposite her father, legs spread and undeveloped body on full display.

“Daddy…”

“Don’t you daddy me. Clothes on. Now.”

There was a tightness to his pants he tried to ignore.

“When’s the last time mom fucked you, daddy? Don’t you want to get your dick wet again?”

The mans system was shocked by hearing his little girl speak in such a manner. He gasped and struggled and found words to roll over his tongue without finding purchase.

“I want a new Baby June, daddy. Don’t you want to give me a baby?”

“I- No. Get dressed this… this…”

The girl slid from her little bench and knelt between her father legs. Big brown eyes pleaded up at him. It was the same look she’d used to get cookies and stay up late. It had never failed before.

“Please, daddy? Please can I have a new baby?”

Tiny hands and delicate fingers popped the button on his shorts and pulled his zipper down. June then yanked at his boxers to free the throbbing, drooling erection the man had so shameful grown in his daughter’s presence.

“June. Y- You have to stop. We can’t-” Soft lips and a warm tongue wrapped themselves around his member and muffled what objections he still had to give. “Oh Sweet Bean.”

Brown curls bounced as June slurped on her father’s cock. The sound of the ten year old throating herself on dick was lost to the darkening night and the midway below. After a minute she pulled his spit soaked manhood from her mouth and gave his hefty balls a quick suck.

“Are you ready, daddy? Are you ready to give me a new baby?”

John could only nod as his little girl squatted over him, hands clasped behind his neck. She lowered her tiny body until his swollen head pressed against her. Young hips gyrated, rubbing a virgin slit against a grown mans cock.

The mans hand found their way to his daughters hips. Once she was in his grip he found himself incapable of holding back. In one form motion he pulled her down to his hilt.

“Ugh! Daddy!” The ten year old cried as she was impaled on a pole of stiff meat. “Fuck a little girl into your little girl!”

June panted like an animal in heat. Her father couldn’t last long. It had been some time since Joyce had been receptive to his advances and the tightness of the little body before him was unreal. But mostly it was the taboo.

She was his daughter. She was a little girl. They were at a carnival. He was married. She was acting like such a slut. So many lines were being crossed. It was too much for him to handle. After only a few minutes of slamming June down on his cock he found himself erupting inside her.

“June!”

“Daddy!”

He didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. It was, without question, the largest cumshot of his life. Even when he let her go the girl continued to bounce in his lap, each thrust pulling more of his seed into her young body. He groaned as his sensitive flesh was milked by a little girl. His gaze fell upon her flat chest, only just starting to soften, as she rocked against him. Finally, when there was nothing left to give, she pulled herself free of his sloppy pole, dropped back to her knees and cleaned him off.

The ride lurched. The man panicked to put his dick away. The girl took her time dressing herself.

“Mommy!” June cried as she rushed from the carriage when it reached ground level. “It was so scary up there! But daddy kept me safe.”

John could hardly walk, having been ridden harder than he had in years. Joyce gave him a smile.

“Well it’s a good thing we have a big strong man like him in our lives. Come on, let’s go home.”

*****

June found herself dragged into a dark room long removed from the bright lights and happy sounds of the midway. It was there she was finally let go. She tried to scream, but her voice had been lost. So many cries and shouts had been lost to the mans large hands, her voice had gone hoarse.

Instead the girl simply scrambled for a corner and clutched her doll.

“Is that a baby in your hands?” The voice like a rumbling storm asked. “Do you like babies? Because we do.”

Her brown eyes opened for just a moment to see him, her abductor.

He was a mountain of a man. Tall and thick. Limbs like tree trunks. Gut like a great boulder. Greasy hair falling around a square head. His meaty hands ran over his body, in particular a bulge running down his pant leg, as he looked her over.

A cry from behind him tore their gazes from one another.

On the opposite side if the little room was another naked little girl not much older than June. She squatted over a shallow bowl, hands tied together and held above her head by a rope leading to the ceiling. Long blonde hair, long unwashed, fell around her slight shoulders and freckled face. Most noticeable was her belly, big and round.

“Please.” The girl cried. “It’s almost here.”

As if on queue she shuddered. Her pussy spread as something wet and blacker than midnight slid from inside her little body. The girls face turned red, her eyes rolled back and she cried out. There was as much pleasure as pain in her voice. It was unnatural for a birth to produce such pleasurable sensations, but of course it was also unusual for a birth to produce such a child.

A lump of writhing darkness the size of a small child had fallen from her body and into the bowl.

“Just the one?” The large man asked. “Tsk, I thought you’d give me twins. I can’t exactly grow my family if all you can do is replace what I spent to get you, now can I?”

He took the thing in one hand and unhooked her from the ceiling, then both the blonde girl and her unnatural spawn were taken from the room. June waited, frozen in fear, while her captor did whatever he did with shadowy creatures and prepubescent incubators.

When he came back she tried to scream. Again, her fears escaped as little more than a whisper.

“Don’t worry, little miss. I’ll have you screaming yet.” The man dropped his pants to reveal a vein covered cock the size of a cucumber. He smiled wide. “I’m a grow-er, not a show-er.”

There was a moment of panic as he reached out for the girl. June threw her doll and tried to run, but his massive hands found her wrist and pulled her close to his body. She then found herself thrown against an old table. Head down, legs hanging, feet not even touching the floor.

The man groped and kneaded her non existent butt and knelt behind her.

“First, a taste.”

Something fat and wet ran over her cheeks, then down her crack. June squirmed, but a firm grip on her butt and legs kept her from escaping.

She shuddered as the wet thing ran over her asshole. Around and around her tiny rim it ran before centering itself and slowly pushing into her back door. The ten year old groaned as her ass was slowly invaded, but cries still eluded her. The thing went deep into her body. Deeper than she thought anything ever could. June imagined it to be a snake probing and wriggling in her guts.

The little girl gave a silent gasp as the intruding organ ripped itself free of her body and left her with a sudden feeling of emptiness.

“We’ll break that ass in in time, don’t you worry. But for now we’ve got babies to make.”

Something wet and squishy pressed against her girly parts. The man gripped her hips and groaned as pressure built against her. Skin pushed on skin. Flesh stretched. A pungent fluid oozed over her groin; lubrication for the act. June found a whimper as the pressure ran up to its tipping point.

“AHH!” Was the best she could manage as the dam broke and the mans throbbing flesh flooded her body.

“Oh yeah, that’s tight. Your daddy never use you? His loss.” He pulled back until just his head remained in her tiny slit. “Or his gain. You know he’s fucking that other June, right? He’s not going to miss you with pussy like that around.”

“D- D- Daddy…” June whimpered.

“Yeah.” The man growled. “Call me Daddy.”

His hips slammed into June’s rear. Balls slapped the edge of the table. Cock, long and thick, found its way deep into her ten year old body.

He slammed again. Then again. His pace quickened. June shed silent tears and tried her best to picture her Dad coming to her rescue. That fantasy was quickly twisted. The best she could do was put him behind her, in the place of the grotesque carny.

The small room echoed with creaking wood, skin slapping against skin, grunts and whimpers.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna fill you up. Call me Daddy. Come on. Say it.” He slapped the little white ass in his grip. “Say it!”

“Daddy. Daddy!” June cried.

Heat flooded her body. Unnatural. Unwanted. Something thick and bubbling. Frothing when it was worked. Sticky when it was left. A sickly fluid insulting to human biology. It flooded her. It filled her. Every nook. Every cranny. So much pumped into her little body it got a start on her baby bump.

June could feel it burning her. Not just with heat. Not even as a chemical. It changed the flesh it touched on some deeper level she couldn’t comprehend. There was pain. Pain enough to make her cry. But also something else. A feeling like fire in her guts that flowed up her spine and erupted from her lips.

“Hnng!” Was the best the drooling ten year old girl could manage through clenched teeth as an unnatural orgasm, her first, ripped through her little body.

June collapsed onto the table. The man pulled out of his new cock sleeve and let his stinking load pour from her busted pussy. It oozed down her legs and dripped from her toes into a bubbling puddle.

“Fuck, that was great. I’m sure you’ll give me plenty of kids.” The man put her doll on the table. “But that’s what you wanted, right? To be a mommy? That’s why my daughter found you. My little girls always find the ones that want to have more little girls.”

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