It was a year or so later. Margaret's fuck sessions with her dad had continued almost every day, and him raping her had reduced the once cheerful tiger to a ghost of her past self. She now always looked tired and dejected.
Dad Tiger had murdered Daniel around a year ago and framed Mom Tiger, who went to jail in the process.
One night, Dad Tiger went into Margaret's room for another fuck session. As soon as he removed his trousers she vomited.
"Jesus, I haven't even started yet!" Dad Tiger said. "Is my cock really that wrinkled?"
"I-I don't feel so good," Margaret moaned. She then ran to the bathroom and stuck her face in the toilet.
"You got food poisoning or something?" Dad Tiger asked.
"Y-Yeah, I think so," Margaret moaned from the bathroom.
A few months later, Dad Tiger noticed something odd about his daughter. She looked like she had gained some weight.
"How the fuck have you been gaining weight, kid?" Dad Tiger said. "I barely feed you!"
"I don't know." Margaret replied, sullenly. "My stomach's been killing me,"
Dad Tiger remembered something. "Oh shit, I forgot! Have you had your period?"
Margaret shook her head, a look of fright on her face. "I-I haven't."
"Oh fuck, oh God!" Dad Tiger cried, lifting up Margaret's sweater and putting his hands on her stomach.
"Do you feel anything?" Margaret asked.
"Oh yeah, you're pregnant all right," Dad Tiger said, staring at the younger tiger's swollen abdomen.
"Please, take me to the doctor, someone," Margaret begged.
"Like Hell I'm taking you to the doctor!" Dad Tiger shouted. "You think I want to get arrested? Dumb bitch!" He then slapped his daughter square in the face. "Come with me." He then snatched Margaret's hand and lead her upstairs.
"Stay here," Dad Tiger told her once they were in the attic. He then left the room and came back in a few seconds later, carrying a metal coat-hanger.
Margaret's eyes widened. "W-What are you gonna do with that?"
"We're gonna do this the old-fashioned way," Dad Tiger said, taking off Margaret's panties and putting a towel under her butt. He then tried spreading her legs but she squirmed.
"N-No, please don't!" Margaret cried, eyeing the hanger with pure fright. "I won't tell them you did it! I swear! Please, just let the doctor do it!"
"We don't have time for that now," Dad Tiger replied. Margaret started to hyperventilate but Dad Tiger smacked her in the head with all his might, leaving the young tiger a bit dazed.
"All right, let's do this quickly," said the old tiger, spreading his daughter's legs as wide as he could manage. Her vagina hole had expanded a little since he had first fucked her over a year ago, and Dad Tiger smiled to himself.
"God, when I first fucked her. Those were some good times," he thought, nodding. He then snapped back to reality again, and then inserted the coat hanger in Margaret's vagina. It wasn't easy to fit through, but he eventually got it.
Margaret started to scream. "OH GOD! PLEASE STOP! PLEASE STOP!" Her breathing was quick and rapid as she started to sob.
"Shut the fuck up so I can concentrate!" Dad Tiger screamed, maneuvering the metal object in her tight crevice before he felt something. He then started to pull it out. Attached to the hanger was a bloodied, slimy head. Margaret only screamed harder, and Dad Tiger tried to ignore her continuous, piercing screams as he pulled out the rest of the body from Margaret's vagina's hole, which stretched as the baby was still coming out.
Dad Tiger managed to get the whole baby out. It was small, bloody and slimy, its eyes still not fully opened, but it was crying. Blood was pouring from Margaret's vagina, and her stomach was killing her, pain piercing through her lower bowels. Margaret had almost fainted from the painful endeavor, and was moaning, until she heard the baby. She lifted her heavy head up and looked at the fetus. "M-My baby," she groaned while Dad Tiger severed the umbilical chord.
But seeing such a small, innocent infant in peril only made Dad Tiger extremely horny. He removed his pants and stared at his erection.
"Don't do it!" Margaret cried. "Please don't! She's just a baby! She's my baby!"
"She's going to die anyway," Dad Tiger said. "Besides, it's probably, you know, weird or something."
He then slammed the infant onto his large, swollen erection. The baby was screaming in pure agony. Margaret started to sob again, and started screaming too.
"Stop it!" She sobbed, but Dad Tiger continued to thrust the infant up and down rapidly onto his swollen cock. When he came, semen poured from all of the babies orifices, including its nostrils and mouth. Dad Tiger threw the infant on the ground.
Margaret was quivering, tears pouring from her eyes. "Y-You raped my baby to death," she whispered.
"Yup!" Dad Tiger grinned. "Now I know what we're eating for dinner!" He then ripped skin from the baby's thigh with his teeth, then swallowed. "Mmmm, delicious!"