Changing Reese
by tannim
May 27, 2012

	She could smell it.  That faintly unpleasant but not quite unbearable smell she was getting quite good at smelling.  Her husband could smell it too.  Reese was wet again.

	"Is it your turn or mine?" Margaret sighed.

	"I'll take it.  You go take a nap, dear." Morris grunted as he lifted their baby girl.

	Both mother and daughter smiled, for different reasons.  The older otter kissed her husband and headed for bed.  After a night working overtime at the hospital, she needed it.  The much younger otter tugged her daddy's whiskers when he held her up to his face on the way to the bathroom.

	He enjoyed feeling the girl's enormous diapered pussy mound pressed to his chest even with the wetness from her mess.  It was always so hot and soft.  The smell had to go, though, and he laid her down on the changing table to do just that.

	Reese kicked her legs happily in the air at him and received her usual toe kisses to them while the straps were undone.  The front peeled back and her very large vulva greeted him with plump clit fully visible at the top of her thick and protruding inner labia.  Her tail flicked a bit and and made her rock, but upward sloping sides on either side of her in case of just such a trick stopped her from rolling around.

	Morris surveyed the "damage" and saw she was as they'd thought, just wet.  When he reached for the wipes, however, he saw her smile broadly at him.  His hands jerked back to her to lift her up and hold her over the toilet with her mound bent out of the way with one quickly placed knee just in time for the deposit.

	He shook his head at her. "Nice try." A quick peak under her tail left him smiling. "And very well done, a clean release! Good girl!" The proud daddy lay her back on the changing table, pussy first, then again reached for the wipes. "Now we get to clean you up again."

	Morris moistened the wipe with warm water before going to work rubbing the moist material over his daughter's mound.  There was plenty of ground to cover as it was nearly as big as the rest of her body.  He didn't mind though.  It was a lovely sight, even so undeveloped as it was on the baby girl.

	As always, he started at the top where her oversized pubic mound connected to her otherwise normal groin.  Reese watched him work quietly while one of his hands pressed against her hip to keep her from squirming.  Her father scrubbed thoroughly along the light sleek fur of her mons without any special technique.  It felt good in the way any normal bodily rubbing would, for them both.

	When he re-moistened the wipe and moved to the little otter's more sensitive pussy lips though, Reese made a bit more noise.  She let out a happy yip and enjoyed the pleasant smooth cloth dragging over her sensitive outer sex.  Morris rubbed firmly along the lighter colored fur of her outer labia in short repeating and overlapping strokes.

	Each of her outer labia were just over thirteen inches of soft girlish flesh bulging between her thighs.  Each needed to be cleaned well.  Morris took his time with them while enjoying the sight of her young charms.  His dick was stiff in his pants, but he just ignored it as a perk of the job.

	Her soft lips indented under his fingers with each stroke and the wipes couldn't keep the texture of them from his fingers, or their heat.  It was indeed very nice, but when he finally got to the tips of her lips he got to the more fun part.  Her pussy folds.

	In order to get all her pee wiped off, he had to slip his fingers into each crevice one by one to gentle clean them out.  She had a good few areas for him to work through and he tossed the wipe away for a new one once he reached the first.  His baby girl tensed at feeling his fingers slipping between the join of her inner and outer lips, but she quickly recovered what composure a baby could muster.

	Reese giggled while his fingers slid along the skin at the bottom of each pussy fold.  Her father was glad she enjoyed it, it was a good bonding experience as well as a legitimate excuse to fondle her all over down there.  More than a foot of crease per side to wash out took a fair while to be thorough and that left the entire center to work through too.

	Her cunny flushed a bit as he worked and she managed a little moisture of her own from arousal.  He was careful of his claws as he scrubbed back and forth over her lips.  Scratching her would not be a fun thing for either of them and he especially didn't want want to mar those perfect not so little girl flaps.

	Morris hummed a song for his baby daughter while taking plenty of time working the soapy lather around.  He loved seeing her enjoying the washings.  When each gap between her inner lips and outer lips were fully scrubbed, he was ready for the next bit, Reese's actual slit.

	"Ready Reese?" He scrubbed his hands together over her so she could watch the soapy bubbles fall from between them and she kicked her legs up at them with a happy smile above and a broader smile below. "I thought you might be.  Here comes Mr. Tickly and his brother Mr. Scrubby."

	The otter parted her folds wider, though she just pushed them right back together just by trying to pet him with her feet.  He nuzzled into one foot, then the other, blowing a raspberry onto the bottom of each before again dipping his hands into her groin.  They had no problem slipping in their full length up to his wrists and a bit further, she had plenty of space and was quite slick with natural moisture.

	There was actually a good reason to be scrubbing that deep, but even if there hadn't been, Her father loved to do it.  Those hot feminine folds closed easily around his hands and he could feel her young heart pumping so quickly through them.  Morris held still for several seconds just enjoying his daughter's interior before finally going to work.

	He didn't need any wash clothes for the actual vaginal channel and he didn't go into her body either.  The father's fingers scrubbed the gentle baby soap all around, feeling from the top of her giant mound in until it narrowed toward her pelvis.  Morris carefully stopped the moment he found the tiny opening leading deeper in and spread both hands away from it to wash both sides of her mound at once.

	The older otter was feeling too tight in his pants to keep pleasuring Reese that way.  He needed to get her cunny ready for the rinse quickly.  All that stimulation for her had left his dick aching with desire to feel those feminine folds squeezing around IT instead of his hands.

	Morris looked into her sweet eyes.  Fucking her would have been so easy.  He wouldn't even entered her actual vaginal hole since his erection wasn't long enough to get past the lips surrounding it.  His wife had given him permission if he absolutely couldn't hold back anymore, so long as he didn't hurt her or actually enter her body.  It was wonderfully tempting, but he didn't.  His pants stayed on and he grabbed shower head they'd installed on the sink.

	"Alright, Reese.  Here comes the water." Morris turned the water on with a foot as kept one hand stroking her inner sex.  She squealed in surprise at the water's burst of cold water then cooed at the suddenly warm spray. "Yeah, you still like our new tankless water heater, don't you?"

	The baby otter kicked her webbed feet into the water playfully.  Reese was still very much aroused from her father's attentions, but her desire to play in the water over-rode it to a degree.  She waved her hands as though swimming with her feet still kicking while Morris sprayed the warm jets all over her sleek furred young body.  His daughter loved playing in the spray, something Margaret never thought to let her do in her hurry to clean the mess.

	"Swim faster, Reese! A fish is going to get you!" Morris pulled his hand out of her enormous cleft and made it 'dive' at her.

	The girl clumsily grabbed at it with both hands but it was too fast for her infantile grasp.  Her father ran his fingers over her tummy when she stopped trying, telling her the crab was looking for a nest.  She just stared up at him without understanding what he was talking about but laughing anyway.

	Stopping the spray with his foot, Morris made a face and looked into it as though curious as to what happened.  When he tapped it with his 'crab' and turned the faucet again, Reese clapped her hands at her daddy getting his face soaked.  He liked her laugh.

	The older otter blew the spray from his whiskers and thumped his tail on the floor. "Sure, laugh at your dear old dad."

	Reese turned her head and he leaned down to press his muzzle to her chest.  His loud wet raspberry blown into her fur made the baby squeal.  Another one followed, a bit lower along her belly, then a third, right over her still stiff clitoris.

	Morris pinched the button gently between his lips, then gave her wide mound a pat. "Ok, that's enough of that for now.  I delayed as long as I can, let's get you rinsed.  It's really aching down there!"

	At first, the water sprayed over his daughter's massive vulva in a light rain that Reese could only just feel.  When her father turned the pressure up a bit higher, though her eyes widened.  It really tickled!  Her chubby cheeks flushed under her light brownish fur moments later with her daddy rubbing her clit and the water rubbing the rest of her outer genitals.

	Morris sprayed evenly over her thicker pair of lips, but didn't focus on them.  They'd feel ok to the girl, but she really responded better to having her protruding inner labia watered instead.  That they needed the rinse a lot more was just a happy coincidence.  Not only were they soapier, they were slick with her pussy's natural juices as well.

	Her clitty pulsed with her young heartbeat.  He could feel every weak pulse from her heart through it.  She was really close to orgasm.  Morris stopped massaging it before she could cum and instead dipped his hand back into her hot cleft.

	A firm push from within and he spread her open much wider for the water.  Reese scrunched her face up at the powerful sensations.  Both hands clenched against her flat chubby chest a moment later.  The deep pink of pussy darkened just a bit as the arousal peaked.  She orgasmed into the spray, giving a little squirt of her own from her urethra above her father's hand.

	"Very good, Reese! Such a wonderful girl!" Morris kept the spray going and suddenly worked his hand in it, scrubbing her interior while the soap was washed away.

	The thin film of girl cum washed off with it but more kept forming.  Morris rubbed around her insides deeper, pressing the sprayer right next to her sex to follow his hand and she just whined at it.  Her pussy still felt good and the pressure of her orgasm wasn't fading with the continuing attention.

	There was a sore feeling and a TOO MUCH sensation with it, but pleasure eroded that quickly.  Just as it had the last few times her daddy had changed her.  Reese could feel his hand pull out only to part her left inner lip from it's outer partner.  She could feel the water hosing in, relentlessly tickling her sensitive over sized labia.  Another fold was explored, then another.  All the time her clitoris begged for attention as the second orgasm tried to hit.

	Morris watched her.  She was very much like her mother with how her sex responded to attention.  He could have kept her on the edge for several minutes, instead he finished rinsing and gave her clitty a lightly flick.  The girl shook her head and squirmed wildly in orgasm an instant later.

	Turning off the water, Morris toweled her sex off, the outside only, and grabbed a clean diaper.  He grunted to lift her large heavy vulva with one arm to slide it under with the other, then fought to pull it around a very squirmy but very tired otter babe.  At last he finished and he lifted her up to rub his nose against hers.

	"All done! Let's get you into your crib for a nap now." After working out that erection he'd been ignoring he sighed happily.

	Changing time really wasn't so much of a chore as other fathers made it out to be!
