Fat Ass Stepdaughter Novels & Stories

Chapter 2: Caught and Devoured Richard stood in the doorway like a statue carved from pure authority, his broad frame filling the space. The late afternoon light from the window cast shadows across his sharp jawline as he took in the sight before him: his twenty-year-old stepdaughter, legs spread obscenely wide on her bed, three fingers buried knuckle-deep in her dripping little cunt, her other hand mauling one of her full tits, and his name, *Daddy* still hanging in the air like a confession.

Althea lets out a sharp, incredulous laugh. She walks up to him, forcing him to meet her eyes. "Ethan, you’re her stepson, not her doctor. You’ve spent all week obsessing over what she eats and following her around like a ghost. It’s not right. You're acting crazy." Ethan finally turns. His eyes are cold, hooded, and devoid of the warmth a fiancé should show. "I told you. My mother died because people were careless. I won't let it happen again."

she explained. Aiden looked at her coldly. 'That scum actually abandoned his own daughter, and she is my step sister? My irresistible step-sister' Aiden cursed in his head. "He went on a vacation with my mother yesterday, for one month," Aiden told her. Aria's eyes widened and despair came crashing into her heart.

Rose Watson spent years surviving two things: poverty… and David Robinson. Soccer prodigy. Male model. Arrogant jerk. He made fun of her weight and her poverty. She made sure he regretted opening his mouth. They fight. They insult each other. They can't stand being in the same room. Until one engagement changes everything. Forced to work side by side, Rose discovers that her worst enemy is hiding secrets she never expected—and David realizes the "fat girl" he mocked all his life is the only woman he can't walk away from. But when hatred turns into desire, and old wounds refuse to heal. Who will surrender first? Her biggest bully. His greatest nemesis. One lov

59. “Agatha, can you even hear yourself speak? Darcel is your daughter as well, and you are happy she's leaving?” he asked, his expression stern. Agatha scoffed, feeling unremorseful for what was happening. “Darcel is not my daughter. She is my stepdaughter.” Russel scoffed. “That doesn't stop you from showing her love and affection.” Agatha's expression turned icy. “Love and affection? You want me to show love and affection to someone who has been a constant thorn in my side? Someone who has always tried to undermine me and take what's mine?”

' Those were the last words my mother said to me before her warm body which always smelt like butter turned cold. "Hey, ugly bitch!" My step sister Tamara called out to me. "Dad wants to see you." I sighed. I already know what this is all about, I overheard the other omega's talking about it. "I'm coming!" I yelled and ran back into the house Being the first daughter of the prestigious Beta Russell Bolduc of Dawnstar Pack, one would think that my life was a bed of roses, but my life was nothing short of a continuous nightmare that never seems to end

“I do. Genuinely.” I laughed, bitter, tugging my hair back. “If you cared, you wouldn’t have made my mum pregnant” He closed the distance in two strides, grabbed my shoulders, not hard but firm, holding me still. His eyes bored into mine, dark, intense. “Your mom’s my wife, Ava. You’re my stepdaughter.” I shoved at his chest, not budging him. “Which stepdad in this world fucks his stepdaughter?” I hissed, voice shaking, tears burning my eyes.

I glance at Rhea and she looks as horrified as I am. What the hell does he mean by that? "If you need a girl from this household,” my stepmom suddenly speaks up, startling me，“we will be willing to offer you our eldest daughter, Ashanti. She will be the perfect candidate because she is an intellectual and a very brave fighter. What I mean is, she always has very high grades in school and takes first position in her class every academic year. She has won many academic awards and competitions. Everyone in our pack knows she’s a brain box and for her fighting skills… oh, they are impeccable. She’s so strong and brave! She is a daughter I am very proud of.” My stepmother praises me with a smile

I politely smiled back, ensuring that no one would suspect anything. " I am starting to like you," Fat Mary wiped tears from her eyes. " Likewise," I replied. I had no time for pleasantries. " So, you want something to happen outside. What is it? " Mary lowered her voice, and I exhaled with relief. We were back on track. " My stepdaughter put me in this place, and I want my revenge," I said, grabbing the table's edge. I wished I could flip it off or smash someone's head on it.