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Mary Marvel Makes a Wish	By : tooshoes Category: DC Verse Comics > Marvel Family Views: 5386 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Shazam family of characters, nor any other comic book characters in this story. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Daddy's bed was too big, Mary thought, but she had no place else to go.
She laid face down on the side of the bed near the window, quivering. Until tonight, both of her moms would sleep on that side of the bed -- first Sarah, and then Nora. Now, they were both gone.
Mary was too upset for tears. She was too upset to think.
She was tempted to say "Shazam" and let all of her pain fade away. Becoming Mary Marvel left always left her feeling a sense of peace and confidence. But those feelings were short-lived, because the truth would always catch up with her.
So she wallowed in her pain and waited for it to pass, but accusations struck her like whips from a hidden world, keeping the wounds fresh.
There was only one person she could blame for this nightmare – Mary Marvel. If she hadn't become Mary Marvel, then Daddy's friends wouldn't have raped her. If she hadn't become Mary Marvel, Daddy wouldn't think she was a slut. If she had just been honest with Daddy, he wouldn't have lost his temper. What happened tonight wasn't Daddy's fault, and it wasn't her fault. It was all because of the slut Mary Marvel.
But she didn't know where she ended and Mary Marvel began.
Just as she was getting her emotions under control, she heard footsteps entering the room and stop at the foot of the bed.
"Daddy," she moaned, torn between hope and dread. She didn't dare to open her eyes.
"Are you angry at me?" Daddy asked gently.
Mary stopped breathing. What he just said was closer to an apology than he had ever uttered to Mary before, and her emotions were immediately tossing about like a whirlpool.
"No, Daddy!" she cried. "Never!"
"You have to understand that my life has been turned upside down, Mary," he explained. "But I forgot that your life has been turned upside down, too."
Mary rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed. She looked at him. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she said, though she didn't know what she was apologizing for.
Daddy's expression was still stern. "What are you really sorry for, Mary?"
She shook her head nervously. "I don't understand."
"You have been keeping something from me, haven't you?" Daddy asked sharply. "Tell me what it is."
"I ... uh ... Well..." Mary struggled to talk. "You'll think I'm crazy!"
Nick laughed and sat on the bed beside her, putting her at ease. "I've seen many incredible things in my life. And then I saw you last night, like I had never seen you before. It was like magic. So I promise, I won't think you are crazy!"
"Oh," Mary replied, beginning to hope that Daddy could understand. "Well, it started on Friday."
"Friday," Nick repeating, trying to remember what happened on Friday. "Your baseball game?"
Mary nodded. "I had this ... uh, dream about an old man in a cave. He told me that if I just said his name out loud, the gods would change me. They would make me beautiful and sexy and stuff. I mean, crazy, right? When I woke up, I kind of laughed it off, but when I said his name ... well, it actually worked. I said the name, and I became Mary Marvel."
Daddy raised an eyebrow, but that was all. "Old man in a cave, huh? Makes sense. When we don't understand something, we make up stories to explain it."
"I told you that you wouldn't believe me," Mary sulked.
"Maybe you should just show me," Daddy replied.
Mary gasped at the thought. "But Daddy, she is ..."
"Say the old man's name, Mary," Daddy insisted.
"You don't understand..." Mary said, choking on her response. For once, she wanted to defy her destiny.
"Do as I say, Mary!" he threatened.
Tears formed in her eyes, and she felt paralyzed.
Daddy grabbed her by the arm and pulled her roughly over his lap.
"No, Daddy, please!" she begged.
He pulled her pajama top and bottom out of his way, exposing most of her posterior.
Mary was crying before Daddy's hand struck her bare ass, feeling more ashamed than fearful.
Then he slapped her harder than he had ever slapped her before, and the anguish she felt ran far deeper than her rapidly reddening skin. He wasn't punishing her this hard for resisting his authority. He was punishing her for not being beautiful and desirable enough.
"Please..." she begged again.
She heard a roaring in her ears. A call to resistance. But it was too far away.
"Say the name!" Daddy repeated.
She felt his cock pressing up against her belly.
This happened every time, but she always pretended that she didn't notice. She wasn't sure what was worse – being or not being desirable enough for Daddy.
What made it worse was that this time his cock was slipping out through the fly in his pajamas and poking at her bare skin.
Mary finally relented, crying out, "Shazam!"
She was afraid that lightning would crash through the window and hurt Daddy, but her powers were so reduced that all Daddy saw was a flash of light, like what might come out of a camera.
He stopped slapping her as soon as she changed to Mary Marvel. Her pajamas were gone, but her skirt was pulled up onto her back, and his hand lay flat on her bare ass, which remained red and raw.
But her injury now felt more stimulating than painful. She was no longer ashamed, yet she still blushed. Her heart raced, but she was no longer horrified.
All of her stress and worries seemed to wash away, as she knew they would, and Mary Marvel embraced all of the feelings that her other self could not bear.
The room seemed to grow. The air she breathed tasted sweeter.
As soon as Daddy's eyes recovered, he saw the stunning demi-goddess bent over his lap.
Wonder quickly replaced the anger in his eyes.
She looked back at at him with hopeful, doe eyes, knowing that she was now the girl he wanted to see.
As Mary Marvel, she didn't know how to not flirt. She batted her eyelids unconsciously, and asked with a smile, "Do you believe me now?"
In response, something moved like a snake slithering up her into her pajama top, between her breasts.
Instinctively, she slid her body off of Daddy's legs and kneeled in front of him. What she saw fascinated her!
"Of course I believe you," he replied. "Because you are not the only person in this family with a magical gift."
"What?" Mary asked, barely hearing his words. Her eyes followed his cock while it continued to ascend through his pajamas' fly.
Mary's mouth dropped open. Daddy wasn't just big. He was at least a foot long, and still growing!
"Oh, Daddy!" was all she could say.
He put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her towards him, between his legs, until her face was merely inches from his giant cock! "I always told you that you would be special one day," he said. "And the same people that made you special did this for me. Now you can see: we were made for each other!"
"But you never said the wizard's name..." she mumbled inherently, trying to understand how he got this wonderful power.
Daddy was looking at her eyes, but Mary couldn't stop staring at his cock, because it seemed like it was reaching out to her.
"I don't need to say a name," Daddy replied with a laugh. "You are doing this to me."
"Oh," Mary replied, then giggled. "Then maybe you should say my name, instead, and it will grow even more!"
Daddy buried his fingers in her hair. If she had any attention of looking away, she couldn't.
"What name might that be? Mary Marvel?" he asked.
And as soon as he said her name, his cock grew another inch and pressed forward against Mary's mouth.
Mary gasped. Her nipples hardened and her pussy ached.
Daddy swallowed and groaned. Pre-cum dribbled on her lips.
He touched her face and hair lovingly, the way she always wished he would.
Daddy moaned hungrily, "I've longed for this moment for years, and I know you have, too!"
Mary did not deny his accusation.
She put her fingers around his enormous member, marveling at how hard and hot it was. Then she opened the fly of his pajamas fully, letting his balls out, too. His scrotum was as smooth as a baby's bottom, without a sign of pubic hair anywhere, as though he was naturally hairless.
Just like Mary Marvel's pussy.
They really were made for each other! She thought.
She smiled as she caressed Daddy's magical jewels.
He buried his fingers in her hair and rubbed the head of his cock against her cheek.
Mary turned her mouth into it and let him past her lips.
She opened as wide as she could, but he could barely squeeze his glans past her teeth. There was no way she could give him a proper blowjob, but she could hear him moan when she slid his purple plum over her tongue and against the roof of her mouth.
She looked up at Daddy, and he looked back down at her. She was always afraid to see judgement and disapproval in his eyes, but the only thing she could see now was a desire for her. If she thought about it for too long, she would get upset. So she didn't give herself time to think.
She worked on his shaft with her hands, which was now slick with her saliva. She pumped it like a piston while she licked, rubbed and sucked his glans with her mouth!
He couldn't sit still any longer. He needed to take control!
He stood up from the bed while Mary continued to fellate him, scraping his cock with her teeth while she awkward rose from her knees. She never stopped looking up at him even while they traded places, with her now sitting on the bed, and him standing between her legs.
His eyes tightened to slits and then he couldn't maintain eye contact anymore! He grabbed her hair and thrust into her mouth! He scratched his cock against her teeth and slammed as near to her throat as his enormous size would fit!
Then he erupted into her mouth with as much cum as one might expect from a cock of this size!
Mary pulled away from his cock and gasped for breath with his cum dripping from her mouth. She laid back on the bed, still holding his cock and looking up at him.
His orgasm wasn't quite over, and he continued thrusting into her hand. A final gob of cum splattered onto the symbol on her chest.
Mary was overwhelmed! Her emotions swirled like a whirlpool again, except that now she was not afraid to be sucked into the abyss.
Daddy's cum tasted awful and wonderful, like a thrilling new delicacy she had not yet acquired the taste for. Still, she swallowed the precious gift, and then she licked the rest off her lips. The approving look in Daddy's eyes delighted her.
Even at sixteen years old, Mary knew that sex normally ended after the man came.
But she needed for the passion to continue. Facing reality was not an option, not after what they had just done.
Fortunately, Daddy was in no way normal!
She touched the last gob of cum on her chest and rubbed it over her nipples, making her costume as sheer as a wet t-shirt.
Then she smiled up at Daddy invitingly.
"Mary Marvel!" he growled, now fully conscious of what saying her name would do to him.
Mary's eyes opened wide and she purred. She inched back on the bed and spread her legs, letting him see how wet he had made her.
He grabbed her thighs roughly and shoved her to the center of the bed, dislodging the sheets and blankets in the process. He climbed between her legs and ferociously attacked her pussy with his mouth and even his teeth.
Mary screamed in surprise and pain, but then all she felt was the pleasure and intimacy she had been craving for as long as she could remember. She dug her stiletto heels into Daddy's back, giving back some of the pain, but that only made him attack her harder!
Now she buried her fingers in his hair, first slowing him down, then pulling him in harder.
"Oh my God! Oh Daddy!" she cried out over and over until she couldn't tell God and Daddy apart.
His thumbs pressed hard into her thighs, which was sure to leave bruises. Then he slid his hands under her skirt and pushed her dress up her body. He was determined to remove her costume even if he had to tear it off, but the effort was frustrating them both, so Mary gyrated and rocked her body until together, they had removed everything except her shoes, which were strapped to her legs too well for quick removal. They just needed to deal with them.
Mary laughed at the minor obstacle to their incestuous rampage, while Daddy feasted on her, making her feel like she was the perfect meal, spiced and cooked and decorated only for his consumption.
And maybe she was. That truth had worried Mary for a long time, always at the edge of her consciousness, but now she entertained it excitedly. For as long as she could remember, Daddy had demanded that she beautiful and selfless, and she did everything she could to satisfy that need. When she was younger, she would only wear the clothes that he liked, and behave the way he wanted for her to behave. She only wanted what he wanted for her to want.
Then, somewhere along the way, she had discovered pride. She had dared to have her own ideas of beauty and values. She had tortured Daddy and herself for no reason.
But she was done with that, now. She rid herself of those powers that would threaten him, and she begged Shazam to make her the girl that he always wanted for her to be. So now she had the breasts he longed to squeeze and suckle. She had the pussy he longed to fuck and devour. She tasted and smelled like heaven to him, and her voice soothed his soul.
And to cap it all off, he actually believed they were destined to be together.
And maybe they were.
Mary arched her back and threw her head to the left and right while Daddy sent her to one orgasm after another with his talented tongue!
Then, after a much needed peaceful interlude, Daddy grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly to the edge of the bed!
She cried out in surprise!
Then he flipped her over like a pancake and lifted her hips in the air.
Mary knew exactly what he intended to do!
He was going to finally fuck her!
Of course, she had known this moment was coming, but she expected something more tender. She wanted to look in his eyes and feel his love.
Instead, he was preparing to fuck her doggie style!
Daddy had already cum in her mouth and on her breasts, but his cock was somehow as hard and big as ever.
Much too big!
Suddenly, she was afraid and she tried to get away, but his hands were locked around her hips.
She felt his purple plum demanding entry to her pussy, like King Kong demanding entry to Ann Darrow.
It just wasn't possible!
"Daddy, please!" she begged.
But he was beyond reason, now!
He lifted her in the air and plunged inside of her in one quick motion!
Mary felt like she was tearing on the inside! His cock plowed her hips out of the way and slammed into her cervix, making Mary scream so loudly that the neighbors must of heard!
But that was just the beginning, because Daddy pulled only partway out and slammed in even harder the next time!
Then harder and faster!
And Mary screamed the whole time, but her screams slowly softened and changed in tone. Then she was merely clenching her teeth.
For as tight as she was, her body was made to accept him.
She was so full of adrenaline now, and her pussy was so wet, that the edge of the pain quickly dulled, and eventually, her screams morphed into moans and her struggles transformed into spasms of passion.
He groaned loudly, and he came again inside of her, again.
Then he just stopped.
Mary collapsed with her head and arms on the bed and her body kneeling limply over the edge. Her entire being felt like a fresh wound, but she was so dizzy from the experience, she couldn't tell if it was the worst or greatest experience of her life.
She looked down and saw her Daddy's cum oozing out of her pussy and dripping onto the floor. Even after Daddy came inside of her mouth, he still managed to fill her pussy with several ounces of cum which now drained from her along with traces of her blood and natural lube. She was transfixed, watching the cloudy puddle grow, thinking every once was a gift.
"Get up here," Daddy ordered.
Mary climbed onto the bed and crawled up beside him.
His cock was miraculously still hard and gigantic, but she could see from his eyes that his energy was spent.
He grabbed her and pulled her up against him, pressing his cock between her tits.
Mary smiled weakly and stroked his cock like a pet. Then she squeezed her tits around his shaft and slowly rubbed up and down along its length. Daddy was so big, she could lick his purple plum even while his balls were nestled beneath her breasts.
Daddy was completely tired out, but he still managed to grab her hair and cum on her face one last time.
Mary laughed.
His final delivery was light. It was light in size, being only a single squirt. Mary noticed while licking the cum off of her face and his cock that his final gift was also light in flavor, being more watery than before.
Finally, she figured, he was done.
Poor Daddy! She thought while feeling his cock growing limp. No wonder Daddy was always angry and frustrated – he had all of this need constantly building up inside of him, and he was never able to relieve himself of it. Neither Sarah nor Nora could sate his lust. No woman could.
No woman but Mary, that is.
Daddy reached down and grabbed Mary under her arm pits. He pulled her on top of his body until they were face to face, and then he rolled over until he was on top of her. She felt his full weight on her legs and hips, but he supported the top of his body with his elbows and he stared deeply into her eyes.
Mary breathed quickly and helplessly.
That's when he finally kissed her.
She moaned and eagerly kissed him back. More than anything else, she had always wondered what it would be like to kiss Daddy. Now she was doing it, and she wasn't disappointed in the slightest.
"You are fucking amazing, Mary," he murmured, ready to finally go to sleep.
"I love you, Daddy," Mary said sincerely.
"Let go to sleep, now," he grumbled and then turned her around. He pulled her body against his, his chest against her back, his head in her hair, and his cock pressing up against her ass, but he was almost limp, now.
He grabbed the blanket from the edge of the bed and pulled it over himself and Mary – seemingly the final act before going to sleep.
Except that the blanket disappeared immediately.
"What the fuck?" he grumbled.
He grabbed the flap of the sheet they were laying on and pulled that over their bodies, and that, too, disappeared.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Mary said, embarrassed. "That's because of me."
"Well, stop it!" he demanded, frustration evident.
There was only one way that she could stop it.
Mary fretted, but she would not disobey him again.
She said, "Shazam!"
Daddy didn't see the flash of light because they were instantly covered by a blanket and sheet.
Daddy was so tired that he couldn't tell that Mary's breasts shrank down from a c-cup to an a-cup. He couldn't tell that Mary smelled different, was more muscular and about fifteen pounds heavier.
She didn't feel any different to him.
But she felt very different to herself.
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