Maxxwel often took time off to take care of their baby girl Honeycrisp. Like her name suggests, she was just the sweetest little thing! He always smiled when the ball of honey colored fur came running around the corner as fast as her little puppy legs could carry her, always curious, always asking. She mostly looked like her mom, that's where most of her features came from, floppy ears and light color fur. She got the spots from me though, Maxxwel thought with a smirk. He had Honeycrisp in one hand and holding her in his lap as he bounced his knee up and down, a thing he often did since she was a baby, it always calmed her down. In the other he had the remote, just freshly tapped to flick on a Paw Patrol episode for her. “Daddie! Look, it's Chase!” She squeaked, pointing to the television with her free hand, the other occupied with holding her stuffed animal dragon, Peachie. “That's nice honey,” he replied and tried to sound more enthusiastic than he felt about the show, “is he your favorite?” Honeycrisp responded with an enthusiastic nod, before turning back to the screen to watch the show. She occasionally interjected with some blabber about something that happened in the show, and he replied with the occasional hum or ‘that's nice’ or ‘oh wow’. He wasn’t particularly enjoying the show, but he’s come to at least tolerate it, since that's all the almost 3-year-old wanted to watch these days. Maxxwel let her watch it for another half an hour or so (he lost track of time because she was talking so much) before he checked his watch. “Alright bug, time for snack, bath, teeth, then bed,” He said softly since the pup already looked a bit drowsy and frowned a bit when he was met with a little shake of her head. “Nuh-uh.. wanna say hi to mama when she get home…” Honeycrisp pouted, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “No way buttercup,” he said, solid in his decision as he scooped her up and earning a giggle from the little girl. “A little doggie across the fence said that your mama told me to get you to bed early!” He clicked the television to off before carrying her on his hip into the kitchen, he still had some dishes to do from after dinner, storing the task in the back of his mind for later. Reaching into one of the cabinets, he pulled out a small packet of fruit snacks from one of the boxes, tearing it open with his teeth and making sure she doesn’t drop it. “Uh-oh bug, seems like we need to go shopping tomorrow for some more snacks huh?” He said with a feigned sigh of sadness. Honeycrisp craned her neck up to try and see inside the box. “No more?” “Nope, that was the last one,” Maxx said with a shake of his head. “You can eat your fruit snack in the bathroom while I run the bath for you,” He was already making his way to the bathroom. Flicking on the light, Maxxwel closed the toilet lid and sat Honeycrisp on it, the fuzzy toilet cover protecting her from the cold ceramic. Now he just went through the motions he did every other night, letting her feel the water to make sure it was the right temperature, flicking her with it for fun, getting the bubble bath mix and letting it froth up, letting her put her bath toys in there. “Alright pup, time to get undressed,” Maxx motioned for her to put her arms up, which she did compliantly. He tugged the shirt over her head, noticing streaks of color. Honeycrisp noticed him staring and yipped out a little, “we was coloring with the markers in school!” This sent her into another long-winded rant about what she did at school and what she learned, that Maxx was only half listening to. I should get her a bralette soon, she's getting bigger, brushing that thought aside with a silent gulp as it made him feel a bit strange but dismissing it as a concern for his daughter and not... whatever that was. He put his hands on her hips and trailing them down fast enough for it to be not seen as completely feeling her up before hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her tiny shorts and Pull-up’s before pulling them down to her ankles. Maxx froze a bit to stare at the tiny slit between her legs, it was cute and chubby with baby fat like the rest of her, and he could already imagine what the inside looked like. “Daddie! Are yoo listening?” She asked, the small voice snapping him out of his perverted thoughts. “Yes bug, it seemed like you’ve done alot today!” He smiled, he didn’t hear a word of what she said. No matter though, he lifted her into the bath and let her play around a bit, kneeling right next to the tub to make sure she was okay. Despite trying to look at everything else, the shower curtain, the vent, the towel rack, the medicine cabinet, his eyes always seemed to flicker back to her chubby little tits or what he could see of her pussy through the bubbles. Maxxwel bit back a groan as he thought about rubbing one out, his waist was low enough below the tub edge for her to not see and much less for her to notice. He’d just have to hold back for now to do his parental duties. More of going through the motions, making sure she was clean, scrubbing her with a rag and making sure to wash her face, which she protested and tried to turn her head away. Eventually drying her off and watching her fur puff up before brushing it down quickly. “Alright, angry face Hon,” watching as she bared her teeth and did her best big girl growl. Maxx smiled before helping her brush her teeth, making sure to get her tongue and half intentionally making her gag on the toothbrush before he said a quick apology. The wisp of a thought of her gagging something else passed through his mind as he carried her to her bedroom, thankfully she wasn’t too picky with what she got so they didn’t need to get much for her bedroom between when she was a baby and now. It was still littered with toys and stuffed animals, he didn’t forget little Peachie either, handing it back to her as he sat her down next to him on the too-small bed. Maxxwel started with a soft sigh. “Honey, you know how Mommy and Daddy don’t let you pick out your own snacks?” Waiting for her to nod before continuing. “Well, if you do something really special for me I’ll let you pick out whatever snacks you want when we go to the store tomorrow, I’ll even pick you up after school!” He tried to give a convincing smile, one that she could trust for the most part. Honeycrisp felt kinda weird being naked next to him, he usually would have put on her jammies after getting out the bath. “Really? Can we get the fruit roll ups?” She usually wasn’t allowed to get the fruit roll ups because they got stuck in her teeth all the time, she liked the red ones the best. “Of course sweet pea, only if you promise to not tell mommy that you got fruit roll ups, or that you’ll do this special thing for me,” He said, holding out his pinkie. She interlocked it with her tiny pinkie with an all to eager nod. Now he had her. Gentle hands he led her to lay back on her bed, he had to make do with the room he had since it’s not meant for a grown man to be on. “I’m gonna give you a little tickle, okay Hun?” He said, before parting her legs a bit and blowing on where her clit would be with a gentle puff of air. “Daddie!” She squealed, her tail wiggling underneath her trying to wag, he wasn’t wrong, it did tickle! He kept blowing air on her and kissing the inside of her thighs as she squirmed and laughed, cooing at her sweet little nothings and calling her a good girl, all that mushy stuff. Eventually taking it further and having the first lick of her pussy, just a little flick at one of her lips and she let out a little bark. “Whats wrong sweetie?” He said, pulling his head up and acting clueless. He needed to keep her calm so he can do this fast before his wife got home. She stayed quiet though and had a frown on her face, “hug peachie, he’ll make sure you feel nice and tickly.” Maxxwel gave the stuffed animal a gentle tug before moving back down between the toddlers legs, almost forgetting to take it slow as he put his muzzle around the soft pussy lips. Licking rhythmically, and drinking in every little whine or whimper that his baby girl let out, if he didn’t know any better he could have cum just from the sound of her. “Good girl, ff– you taste so good,” the words were spoken between spit slicked licks, “daddy loves the way you taste baby..” He didn’t want to swear, she was only three after all. After a few minutes of licking and prep, he tweaked her clit with his thumb. “Daddy is gonna put his finger in, okay?” He said, and without waiting for a response managed to wiggle his thumb into her pussy. He moved it around in the warm, virgin insides a bit before he heard a little sniffle, and looked up. “Whats wrong sweetie? Don’t you want those fruit roll ups? Whatever snacks you want from the store?” ,trying to convince her to just let him continue for a little bit longer. I’m not violent, he thought, I wouldn’t force her to do anything unless I really had to. The now confused and a bit scared 3-year-old gave a nod, “b-but it dun’ feel good daddy… my pee-pee parts…” She sniffed. “You’re a big girl, just a few more wiggles okay? When you’re a big girl this will feel really good.” He resumed his gentle prodding of the toddler insides, the soft pink was warm and squeezing around his finger. Much too small for his cock, for right now anyway. He was trying to find her G-spot, but when he had no success he pulled his thumb out, earning a wince from his daughter. “I’m sorry sweetie, here, we can try something else okay?” He apologized as he pulled her up so she was laying down with her head on his lap. Maxxwel took a deep breath as he pulled out his half erect cock from his sweats, the thick meat was heavy and a bit musky from being kept in his pants for so long. “Can you give daddies weiner a little lick?” He gave her head a gentle nudge before she could say no and giving her that look that meant no funny business. He let out a groan when he felt the tiny tongue flick against the fat head of his cock, “atta’ girl, what a good girl Honeycrisp..” She felt like she wanted to cry, but she really wanted those fruit roll ups, and to pick out whatever snacks she wanted, but most importantly to not make him mad. The three-year-old didn’t know how to lick right, much less give head, Maxxwel guided her head up to lick at his shaft, “right th- yeah. Hff, thats it.” His grip was strong on the paw patrol patterned sheets, resisting the urge to buck into her mouth. After a bit of awkward licking he finally released her head, letting her pull away. “Alright, we’re almost done Apple. Just lay on your tummy so daddy can do one more thing.” She hesitated, before laying down on her tummy. The bed creaked under Maxx’s weight as he climbed behind her, spitting on her asshole and rubbing it in a bit, just to make sure she was slick enough for him to slide into. He wished he could take her pussy, maybe when she was older, but for right now she would have to take it up the backdoor. “It might sting a bit baby, just for a little bit but I’ll make it quick.” She didn’t respond this time. He finally let out a groan as the thick head pushed against the puckered hole, one hand gripping the base of his cock and the other holding her tiny waist and keeping her tail raised for easier entry. The large dog spat one last time where the tip and her ass met, before one final push. God–, it felt so warm. So.. so tight. Really tight, it almost was hard to get in deeper. He didn’t even register her expression of horror and pain twisted into one as he fucked into her, or the blood that was getting smeared on his cock. Maxx never knew his balls felt so full until now, and he finally had a place to unload them. That's why his wife wanted to put her to bed early tonight, so him and his wife could fuck without her interrupting. But why wait when there's a perfectly almost willing girl right here? He only snapped out of his thoughts when she started full on sobbing, “Daddie! Daddie it hurts! Take your weiner out! Please daddie it hurts!” the poor puppy wailed. “Almost done baby,” he managed to grunt out, before picking up the pace enough to make the bed creak out underneath his thrusts. “Holy fuck, I wish I hadn’t held back for this long. My little girl is so tight, this toddler ass is better than my wife’s pussy.” He thought between heavy pants, feeling himself get close. “Jesus fuck– keep squeezing baby, daddy is almost- hff– there!” Maxxwel growled, he couldn’t resist letting a curse word slip, it felt like his mind was going blank. “Take daddies knot, take it, take it– please baby.” He felt almost desperate to get it in, something instinctual taking over his mind. He quickened his pace feeling the knot at the base of his cock swell, unable to stop the throaty moan from escaping his mouth as he pushed his knot into the underage ass with a sickening squelchy pop. Maybe– just maybe if he came deep enough inside of her he wouldn’t have to deal with it leaking out anytime soon. But god, feeling that toddler clench down on his knot made him want to rut into her again but he held back. Another time. After a bit he managed to pull out, a bit worried about his weight crushing the poor girl. He was panting with his tongue lolled from the side of his mouth, rubbing her back to try and soothe her before using the edge of her blanket to clean the sticky fur before pulling her up and peppering her face with kisses. “Shh, you’re okay hon, you’re okay, you were a good girl for daddy.” Maxxwel cooed soft words, or atleast tried to soothe the sobbing toddler. “You keep this a secret then we can get any snacks you want, okay?” He pet her hair in a desperate attempt to soothe her, “let’s get your jammies on and put you to bed okay Apple?” He put on a fresh pair of pull ups for her, going to pat her butt like he usually did but didn’t want her to get any more sore than she already was. Putting on a onesie for her, he laid her down in the bed before giving her cheek a gentle rub. “You promised okay, not for mommy to know only me and you okay?” He held out his pinkie and let her lock it with his. “Atta’ girl, goodnight Honey.” He whispered, backing up, turning off the light and shutting the door gently. He and his wife didn’t end up fucking that night and he simply told her that they could do it at another time. The next day, he did keep his promise and picked her up from school and let her pick her own snacks, avoiding the questioning change from healthy snack foods she usually bought for Honeycrisps to chips and Oreos. He simply shrugged and told his wife he promised her that she could pick out her snacks if she helped him with something around the house but never specified with what, and Honey never told her mama what happened after bathtime.