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There was not a soul on the barren turnpike on the Full Moon-lit night as the disgraced Dr. Maverick drove towards home. From the pinnacle of his field, to losing his medical license and having his prestigious awards revoked, one might think his career was over; but as he looked at the car seat in his mirror, Dr. Maverick knew his true life's work was just beginning.
"Welcome to your new home, Lily!" Jason said to his infant daughter. "You're going to love it here." He locked the door behind him before carrying his sleeping bundle of joy down to his basement. The basement was more than just the nursery of a single father, it was the workshop of a brilliant doctor and geneticist. "I'll have to work quickly." He muttered, placing Lily naked in a plastic lined chamber that resembled an NICU bed for premature babies. "I couldn't make all the changes I wanted to the fetus without raising some eyebrows at delivery, so I have to do what I can now while she's still malleable."
Jason closed the chamber and booted up an attached computer, logging in and executing a few programs. Numbers and charts flashed across the screen as an assortment of robotic arms whirred to life in the box. An arm with a small mask placed itself over the newborn's face, applying anaesthetic; followed by another arm installing an IV port, and then a catheter. A perfectly calculated dose of pain medication was then sent down the IV by the computer to prepare Lily for the next phase.
Among the reams of data on the computer, was Lily's entire genetic code, as she wasn't the product of just a man and a woman getting busy. While Jason may have included a bit of his DNA out of vanity, most of his daughter's genetics were artfully crafted together with CRISPR gene editing. Jason had to be creative gathering his samples; he had bought some hair and bodily residues that belonged to the world's most naturally busty porn stars off Ebay; he lost his medical license after he pretended to be the doctor of the Guinness World Record holder for most prolific lactation, and he even did a little grave robbing in order to sample history's youngest mother, earliest period, and the mother of the most children.
"Initializing Gene Therapy: Would you like to continue?" The computer inquired. "Affirmative." Jason responded. A shimmering fluid began to pump from the machine into his daughter's veins, causing a host of changes. The first, and most important, was the formation of a custom designed artificial gland in Lily's brain, with iron containing proteins attenuated to a specific magnetic frequency. With this new organ, Jason could wirelessly signal for the organ to release endorphins and hormones directly into his daughter's brain, in order to encourage her to seek certain stimuli and reward certain behavior; as it learned, it would eventually begin to dole out these rewards on its own based on Lily's own senses.
As Lily slept, two small suction cups were placed over her flat nipples, applying gentle oscillating suction. While it may be a while before she could make any milk, the machine also signaled for a small shot of dopamine to be released with every pump. Even though the gene therapy was already administered, the IV stayed in, now supplying extra nutrients and stem cells. Whenever the machine detected low glucose levels, it triggered the feeding protocol, in which a small realistic dildo would insert itself in her mouth and let her suck out her food. While the nutrient solution was specifically formulated to look, feel, and taste exactly like cum, Lily's brain was being conditioned to love the drink as much as life itself.
It had been six months since Jason brought his daughter home, and he was busy making observations for his quarterly progress report. There were a few new additions to the box. In order to encourage healthy language development, a high definition wrap around LCD screen hung above Lily's face. Jason kept a 24/7 video feed on screen; he used his considerable wealth to commission a vast quantity of "Hucow" breeding and lactation porn to program his daughter. Her brain was conditioned to release endorphins, prolactin, oxytocin, estrogen, and Bovine Growth Hormone, every time she heard a "Moo", a ringing cowbell, or saw a penis.
Jason decided to test the behavioural conditioning by taking off his pants and letting his cock rest up against the clear plastic box. Lily's eyes locked onto his flaccid cock. "Moo?" She cooed curiously, before her eyelids twitched erratically, her eyes shot briefly into the back of her head, and her back arched as if she were electrocuted. Lily began to giggle. "Moooooo…" The infant moaned deliriously, before convulsing again, and erupting in a fit of giggles. "Moooooo- moo- moooooo- mooooOOoooo!" Lily was caught in a feedback loop that Jason liked to call a "giggle-gasm". While he wasn't sure if his six month-old was getting off sexually or not, it brought a tear to his eye seeing daddy's little girl self pleasuring before she could even talk.
After scrawling a few more notes on her vocalizations, Jason turned his attention towards her body. Her baby fat was still present, but it had been redistributed significantly. If one were to look at Lily's stomach they would see not a single ounce of fat, just an unnaturally thin wasp waist, on account of her being born without her bottom two sets of ribs. Her hips however, were wide and padded, and her big baby bubble butt looked like it belonged to an infant Kim Kardashian.
Moving above the waist is where the most significant changes were. Perched atop Lily's rib cage was a pair of breasts, only the size of tennis balls, but they looked massive on her tiny body; and each was topped by a distended nipple, as large and long as a man's thumb. Her throbbing nipples shuddered and spasmed like little cocks, each stream of baby breast milk shooting out like cum.
Today marked Lily's second birthday, and Jason had an extra special surprise lined up for her! Jason walked down the basement stairs and gazed lovingly upon his pet. Since she was up and walking around handily at this point, Jason had swapped out the LCD screen over the crib for a lightweight VR headset of his own design. Through the power of machine learning, his toddler could be right there in the orgies; and anytime one of the characters in VR fucked her, a set of robotic arms would pick her up and position her accordingly to be railed by a robotic vibrator.
At the time, Lily was suspended by her shoulders and upper thighs. Her legs were held apart and her tight cunny was being jackhammered by a six inch dildo. Her grapefruit sized toddler tits hung pendulously below her; and her thumb-length teats throbbed, easily as thick as shot glasses, and gushed kiddie cream with each thrust. "MoooOoo! Oh fu- mmh! Moo! MoooooOOO!" She screamed, like a little animal in heat.
Jason walked up behind her and pulled her visor off, causing the machines to wind down. Lily lay in a puddle of her own juices on the floor. "D-dadda! I was playing!" She whined. "Now, now, my little Cow…" Jason consoled her. Lily shuddered one more time, a final orgasm shooting through her limbs as she heard her father degrade her. "Todays your second birthday, so I have something special for you!"
Lily sat up straight. "What is it Dadda, tell me!" The little girl pleaded. Jason unzipped his pants, letting his 10" cock spring free. "Today, I'm going to give you a baby inside your tummy, and make you a Momma!" Jason stated. "Really? You're gonna breed me!?" Lily squealed with excitement.
"Yes I am, now get on your stomach and stick your ass in the air." No sooner than the command could leave his lips, Lily was already assuming the position, impatiently waiting to receive her father's shaft. She may have only been two years old down to the day, but Lily possessed the perfect ass of a well developed woman. Jason got a firm grip on her hips, lined his meat up with her slavering cunny, and slammed her ass straight to his hips. Though he had been training her holes with progressively larger insertions from birth, Jason had chosen to stop increasing the size well below the size of his cock, as he wanted to make sure his daughter's first time was as painful as it was pleasurable.
Lily howled with the inferno of sensations that were scrambling her brain. What little shred of self preservation instinct that hadn't been trained out of her was begging to stop as tears welled up in her eyes, while the rest of her brain was begging for more. Lily opened her mouth, to say literally anything. "Mooooo!" With one bestial cry, she sent herself into a downward spiral of orgasms. What little bit of free will in her head was helpless, as every cry led to Jason pounding her harder, which only intensified her reaction. Jason dug into her hips. "I'm gonna cum!" He shouted, before stuffing Lily's quivering pussy with his baby batter.
Jason sat at his desk reviewing some files as Lily slept. He looked over at the sleeping child, who was now obviously six months pregnant. Her belly was as large as a watermelon, and it hung low between her legs, forcing her to stand with her knees bent and ass sticking out, almost like an invitation for someone to come knock her up again. Her breasts had swollen considerably as well. They were stretched tight, veiny, and pendulous, like a pair of footballs hanging from her tiny chest; and below them, a second pair, as large as oranges had also sprouted. As she moaned quiet moos in her sleep, all four of Lily's udders released an unending stream of milk running down her naked body. "How fortunate that my little pet has twins for her first pregnancy!" Jason mused, as he returned his focus to the pile of ultrasound images in front of him.
…To be continued