Bonnie could barely sit still, despite her mother's best efforts. The little four year old vixen was wriggling and writhing in her child's booster seat. The kit had just learned they had finally arrived at her father's house and was overwhelmed with excitement. Soon she would be with her beloved daddy. All the fun activities she may soon be doing running through her mind like a slideshow.

  To the chagrin of her mother, Bonnie adored her father. For some reason she was undeterred by her mother's efforts to gain favorite. Some could say she was simply born a daddy's girl. Her father seemed to be everything to her. 

  She was especially eager to show her father a drawing she had made at preschool that day. The crewd crayon etching depicted her and her daddy holding paws. Right now that piece of construction paper was her most important possession. She glanced over to the empty car seat beside her booster seat. She was relieved it had made the journey safely.

  Her mother sighed once she pulled into the driveway. Putting her used car in park, she unbuckled her seat belt, envious of her ex husband's new car parked in front of her. He definitely was the breadwinner in their failed relationship. Sadly for her, she got the short end of the divorce. He, having got the house and most of their property. She cursed at him under her breath while she stepped out of her carseat and into the driveway. If only that bastard hadn't hired that private eye. A private eye who caught her doing cocaine at a party. He never brought it up in court, but he sure as hell had blackmailed  with that footage. Now he gets custody of his four year old daughter bi-weekly.

  Bonnie grasped onto her masterpiece as her mother freed the tiny vixen from the restrictive booster seat. The little vixen was the envy of many vulpine couples. A perfect purebred vixen. Neither her mother or her father had any dirt in their blood. With her picture in paw she practically squealed in excitement when her mother lifted her from the seat and onto the driveway. She was wearing a simple pair of shorts and a t-shirt with a unicorn on it.

  "Mind if I borrow that seat? Mine does not fit in my new car, I looked it up and yours does." Came a voice from behind the two vixens. They turn to see Axle, Bonnie's beloved daddy.

  "Daddy!" Screamed Bonnie. The little vixen ran and grasped onto the big male fox's leg, Squeezing it extra tight in a loving hug. 

  "There's my little princess!" Replied Axle, who knelt down to nuzzle his daughter on the forehead. Bonnie could feel her father's warm breath roll out over her facial fur. This caused the little vixen to wag her bushy white tipped tail. 

  Sera could hardly contain a jealous snarl at the sight of her perfect daughter bonding so happily with her ex. 'This makes me sick!' she thought to herself. "So what, you can't afford a new booster seat, but a new car?" She snapped at back at Axle. 

  "It would be stupid to buy a new one. You and I both know it could only be used by either of us at a time. It's not like we have two daughters." Axle replied in a calm but domineering voice. "So hurry up and unbuckle it from your rusty piece of shit!"

  Sera did snarl at this. That fucking bastard, belittling her in front of our daughter. Sera's mind screamed with anger. She bawled her paws into fists and huffed before submitting. She returned to her rust bucket to retrieve the booster seat. Cursing to herself as she does.

  Axle smirked and grabbed his child up into his arms. Much to the glee of said child. Bonnie would fill her father's ears with her laughter.

  "I missed you so much daddy!" The kit chimed. Hugging against her father's broad chest. Her little narrow vulpine muzzle nuzzling into her father's fluffy neck fur. 

  "I missed you too precious." Replied her father. He was smiling devilishly as his ex fussed with the car seat. Watching her finally free it from her cheap junky car. She tossed it angrily at the two's feet before jumping in her car without saying goodbye to her daughter, starts the engine and drives off.

  Axle let's the little vixen back down on the ground. She seemed to either to have been so caught up with her father that she hadn't noticed the fight, or simply did not care that it happened. Daddy would retrieve the booster seat and Bonnie's paw. Leading her into the house he won in the divorce. 

  Once the front door closed Bonnie turned to face her father. Her emerald eyes wide and her tail wagging faster than before. Her heart racing as she held the picture up for her father to see. 

  "Look! Look! It's me and you daddy, I drew us!" The little vixen boasted. Extending her arms upwards for her father to get a closer look.

  "Haha, I see it little one. It's so perfect, in fact I will put it on the fridge for all to see." Axle replied proudly to his daughter. Taking the picture gently from Debbie's paws. He puts on a show in admiring her work, making the little vixen so damn proud.
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  Later on that day Debbie was helping her father load the dishwasher. Glancing every now and again at her picture, which hung by a heart shaped magnet high on the refrigerator door. Her father handed her the last dish and she loaded pushed it into the dishwasher rack.

  "All done!" Exclaimed Axle, wiping his paws with a dish towel after pre soaking all those dishes. He then wipes his daughters paws off. 

  "Hurray!" Debbie threw her paws up in celebration. "Does that mean we get to play the game? The game you said we can play?" She asks her father who gives aother devilish grin to her questions. 

  "Yes absolutely, race you to the living room!" Her father chuckled. Giving his daughter a playful pat on the rear before she took off running out of the kitchen. He would follow, pretending to race her.

  "I won! I won!" Debbie jumped up and down with joy, having beat her father to the living room. Her father entered after her, pretending to be out of breath.

  "Phew you are faster than a speeding bullet my dear." Her father huffed, heading to the curtains to shut them. Blocking any view into his home from the outside world. He would then turn to his daughter. "Remember this game is secret, mommy must never know."

  The child would nod to her father's words. Determined in her mind to keep this new game from mommy's knowing. 

  "Yes daddy." She replied. Putting on a serious face as she crossed her heart. 

  "Okay precious. Get naked like it's bath time." Her father commands, looking down at her. 

  The little vixen did not hesitate at all. She had complete and utter trust in her daddy. She quickly dropped her shorts, followed by her panties. Bending forwards, she tugged her shirt off and let it fall to the ground. She now stood nude infront of her father, tail still wagging.

  Axle would lick his lips with dark excitement. His emerald eyes gazing down at every detail of his perfect little nude daughter. From ebony tipped ears down to her snow capped tail, pert little butt, and oil black feet. Her orange fur looked thick and bushy and her white fur fluffy. Axle could feel his sheath stir with arousal. 

  "Daddies turn." Said the patriarch, who unbuttoned his shirt before pulling it off of his lithe toned body. He then simply pulled his jogging pants down his runners legs. He had no underwear on, so he was now bare before his child. 

  Debbie's eyes glistened with curiosity. Staring between her daddies legs, gazing at the furry white sheath, fluffy balls and pink cock-head. After analyzing her father's package, she then looks down at her own virgin little cunt. 

  "Daddy you look different." She states, making her father chuckle. 

  "I sure do, now let's play the game." Daddy says, pointing to mommy's car seat that was placed on the couch. "Go on get into the seat." 

  Debbie bolts to the sofa, her little naked body clambering onto it before she plops down into the booster seat. Her father coming over to begin to buckle the vixen in. Making sure the safety belts where nice and snug. She keeps looking at her father's sheath and balls. Watching as her father's dick emerges ever more from the fuzzy sheath. She points at the growing canine cock while strapped firmly to the booster seat. 

  "Daddy what is that?" She asks with fascination. 

  "That's my cock precious, it gets big when you make daddy happy." Axle said, technically not lying at all.  He would then tug gently back on his sheath in front of the strapped in child; making his dick grow a few more inches. He could see his daughter was enthralled with his dick. This only turned him on more. "We are going to play a tickle game." He states.

  "A tickle game?" Debbie asks, tilting her head against the headrest of the booster seat. 

  "Mhmm, let daddy show you." And with that the adult fox wastes no further time. He gets on his knees in front of the couch. Spreading Debbie's legs as far as he can within the restraints of the booster seat and dives his muzzle between them. His nose nudging against her little mound, blasting it with hot lusty breath.

  "Daddy what are you doing?!" The little girl asked, completely confused about what her father is doing with his muzzle against her sex. Though she soon understood completely. She bursts out laughing and giggling. Her father was dragging his floppy vulpine tongue over her slit from bottom to top. "Daddy! That tickles!" She pleads through her laughter. 

  Axle made sure to keep his daughters tiny legs from kicking as he began to feast on her little mound. His ears filled with the music of his daughter's laughter. His tongue lapping up and down against her little cunt, his tongue digging between her young pussy-lips as he angled his head this way and that. He was really giving his daughter a relentless licking. 

  Debbie would grab the fur on top of her father's head. The little girl was howling in laughter and even giving off tiny moans. 'this game is amazing' she thought. The sensation was almost unbearable to her tiny body. The little vixen writhing against the safety belts of the booster seat. That booster seat turning out to do a pretty good job at restraining the child's movements. With her toes curling and her paws grasping daddies fur into tiny fists, she managed to wrap her legs around her father's neck. 

  Axle's dick was as hard as steel. Knot and all was throbbing against the front of the couch. Pre already staining the upholstery that his ex wife once worked so hard to keep perfect. His tail raised high as he grinds his cock against the sofa. All while his tongue teased at her little cunt. Bathing her labia and clitoris in warm saliva. Saliva that would drizzle down from her cunt to drip onto the fabric of the booster seat. His accelerated breath blasted her cunny as he was almost in a feral daze of arousal. However, he knew he had to stop. As much as he wanted to tongue his girl for hours, he knew he could risk making his daughter's pussy inflamed. He did not dare want to leave any evidence of sexual activity on his little princess. 

  "Ah daddy, that felt funny." Debbie pants, out of breath from moaning and laughter. Axle watched his little vixens flat chest rise and fall with her ventilation.  

  "That's the point silly." Teased the father as he stands to his feet. His raging erection now at muzzle level with the girl. He watches as his daughter gives a surprised expression. She was obviously surprised at how big and swollen it had gotten since she last seen it. Thinking she must have made her father really happy given what she was told before."Now it's your turn to tickle daddy with your tongue." He murrs.

  Debbie only nodded, not taking her curious gaze of her dad's dick. She innocently grasps his cock just in front of the knot, using both paws to do so. She smiled as this seemed to make the shaft throb harder. Indeed just the touch of his daughter's youthful paws on his cock sent a wave of pleasure up the man's spine. He would give a pleasure induced grunt that his daughter took for him holding back laughter. But she knew the rules, she had to use her tongue. So she lifts the heavy fox cock, exposing the underside of the shaft. She sticks her soft pink tongue out to drag along that under-shaft. She starts at the knot, slowly working her way up. Taking up pre with her taste buds, not seeming to mind the taste of it. 

  This one lick made Axle moan, he can feel his knot ballooning bigger by the second. A gush of pre oozes from his pulsing dick onto his precious little girls tongue just at the moment it reaches his cock head. Watching as his bound daughter spits it out onto her chest. She seemed intrigued by the clear slippery ooze. Taking one of her tiny paws down from the big adult dick to rub the substance into her chest fur, making it glisten in the living room light. Then seeming to get back on track, she starts to lap along her father's dick. Sliding that pre smeared tongue up and down the sides, imitating her dad on her cunt. All of this was to her father's absolute delight. He even bucked his hips a bit against his daughter's lapping tongue. Even grinding his dick against her lips. This was better than he ever imagined.

  Debbie's ears flick to the sound of her father moaning and panting. She giggled a little at the moans between licks. It seemed what she was doing sure had an equal effect on him as he had on her, albeit with a different reaction. Motivated keep her father making these funny sounds she wanders her tongue down to her father's fluffy white hanging balls. Lapping at the sack in just a way that they sway back and forth against her tongue. She heard a loud groan from her father. It made her smile as she worked her little kit tongue. 

  The fox closed his eyes and clenched his maw. He was in disbelief that it was so easy to get his little daughter to lick his cock and balls. He did not even have to give her any commands, she was eagerly exploring his entire package with that tongue. This is when he had an ingenious idea. He smiled wide showing his teeth at the thought of it. He quickly turns around, raising his tail higher and shoving his ass in the girl's face. 

  Debbie had drool and pre dripping from her chin as her father turned to face away from her. Her tiny paws clasping at daddy's thigh fur as he stuffs her ass in her face, pushing her head back against the firm headrest of the booster seat. She did not even have to be told, she just kept licking. Her father raising his hips to help guide her muzzle to his tail hole. Glee growing in her chest as she found the spot that made her father moan the loudest. That kit tongue lapping at his ass hole like she was drinking from a water bowl.

  Axle was grinding his ass against his daughters muzzle. Pawing himself off while his little girl gives him ass to mouth. His knot fully swollen and his heavy dick pounded with pulses. He was beyond the sexual plateau and on a one way ticket to an orgasm. He shudders his legs shaking. Toe-claws scraping the hardwood floor as his toes curl. Snarling as he cums, dumping thick wad after another from his cock. The sound of cum splattering against wood fills the room, along with the pleasure filled yells of a vulpine in orgasm. His anus spasming against her tongue. 

  Hearing her dad yell out in a way she never heard before made her giggle around her extended tongue. In her mind she was tickling him good. Licking her lips once her father finally pulls away, she looked up at his face and saw that he looked really happy. And that made her happy too. 

  Daddy collapsed back onto the couch beside the booster seat that contained his naked daughter. He had to catch his breath, the last few drops of climax rain to floor and onto the cushion. His paw hitting the remote, turning on the tv to a children's channel. His ears catch an excited squeal. Looking up to see that the unicorn cartoon his daughter loves so much just happened to be starting.

  "You're the best daddy in the whole world!" Debbie chimed before starting to sing along with the theme song to the show. 

  "And you're the best daughter I could ever ask for." He responded with a smile, seeing his daughter was content being still strapped into the booster seat. He leans over to quickly kiss her cheek as she becomes enveloped in her favorite cartoon.