Shopping in the supermarket was always a chore for Jonathan. His lovely mate provided him with a list of groceries, of course, but her claw writing was sloppy, smudged, and he was never brave enough to ask her to re-write it. Which meant constantly second-guessing himself. 

“What do you think, Angel? Does this say beans or pans?”

The little zorua nesting in his signature zoroark hairdo poked her head out. She peered at the paper in his claws, warbled incomprehensibly, then retreated back into her sleeping spot, purring happily at having solved his little conundrum.

“Thank you,” he said with a laugh. “Beans it is.”

No matter how boring, dull, or anxiety-inducing shopping could get for the zoroark, at least he had his daughter for infinite entertainment. Still in diapers and unable to speak a single word, the little scamp was adventurous to a fault, getting into all sorts of mischief. But for now, she was content to snooze away the day in his hair, coming out only when she wished… or when she needed her diaper changed.

Thinking about that sent a thrill through the outwardly normal father. 

“I think it’s time to spice up our little outing,” he whispered, stroking his claws through the zorua’s silky-smooth mane. He shouldn't keep doing this, but he couldn’t help himself. “What do you think, Fiona?”

Fiona gave an adorable yawn in reply, snuggling deeper into his tangles. Her poofy diaper crinkled along with her movement, shifting so close to his ears. Jonathan fought to calm his racing heartbeat. 

Generating an illusion to mask his stiffening erection, just in case, the horny zoroark walked quickly to the back of the store, trying and failing to pace himself in his excitement. Weeks had passed since the last time he indulged. His wife was wonderful in bed, amazing even, but she couldn’t satisfy all his needs.

Fiona could.

There was a public bathroom, but he ignored it in favor of the smaller private one. Thanking Arceus it was vacant, he went inside, closing and locking the door in the process. Relief washed over him, but his heart wouldn't stop pounding. 

Not home free yet. I have to be quick.

The changing station took up the back half of the small bathroom, on the opposite side of the door next to the single stall. The naughty thrill of what he was about to do was tempered by having done this three times already, though nothing could lessen his racing heartbeat as he reached up, plucked his daughter out of his massive hairdo, and gently set her down on the changing station. 

Fiona looked up at him with big, trusting eyes, and immediately began to shuffle on the soft blanket of the changing station, giggling her delight.

“You’re excited too, huh? Just like Daddy!” He reached for the straps of her diaper, only for her to shuffle away from his claws  snickering in the usual zorua way. Not even a year old, and already she was teasing him like a pro. 

The brief delay strengthened his desire.

Holding down the giggling tot by the chest, he opened her diaper. One wonderful strap at a time. The sound of each seal breaking was like music to his ears, and before long she was naked, her little cookie flexing along with his little girl’s giggles.

Usually, Jonathan would prepare her first. Give his special girl a tongue bathing. Enough to ensure she was slick enough for whatever he intended.

Not this time. 

The changing station was level with his crotch. All he had to do was step forward. Just one little step…

“F-fuck,” he whispered when his half-erect cock slipped against her tummy, his base sliding along his daughter’s soft, pillowy folds while his tip pressed against her fuzzy tummy. He moved back and forth slowly, stimulating the underside of his shaft with his favorite part of his special little girl. "You already feel so good, sweetie. Gonna cum all over your tummy, yes I am."

Her eyes were wide and curious as she watched him use her to get off. He wondered what was going on in her mind. Did she like this? Was she scared? She didn't look scared, though her ears were lowered. 

Confused, perhaps? 

It had been a while since he last did this… she must not remember. 

“It’s okay, sweetie, Daddy’s just playing a fun game with you,” he said as he aimed lower, lining himself up with the young zorua’s squishy little entrance. He was breathing heavily, and gasped when her warm spade received his tapered tip without issue. Soft, underage flesh tensed against his glans at the penetration, but he knew from experience he wasn’t hurting her.

After all, she had been even smaller the last time.

“F-fuck, you’re s-so warm… So t-tight… I can't believe I'm doing this again. A l-little deeper couldn’t hurt…”

Claws holding onto her butt, he pushed deeper, moaning quietly as her snug tunnel spasmed in reply. Fiona’s ears were fully perked during the penetration, her eyes locked on the penis stretching her tight baby pussy to its limits. This new game of theirs had the zorua’s full attention. And why wouldn’t it? To her, this was her first time. Their first time.

His excitement provided the lubrication needed to claim most of her tiny depths, though it didn’t take long before Fiona’s face scrunched up, tears threatening to spill as she hiccuped softly. Not wanting to hurt his precious baby, he pulled out until only his tip remained inside.

Tense and throbbing, ready to pop at any moment, his knot was already swelling, expanding despite the lack of wonderful walls to squeeze it. It hardly mattered. Even with only a fifth of his cock inside his little girl, the taboo nature of what he was doing was more than enough to drive him toward completion.

Holding the edge of the changing station with both hands to keep himself steady, claws digging into the plastic, he mated Fiona with short, careful thrusts. Pulled out and slid back in, generating a satisfyingly lewd squish each and every time the wider part of his glans kissed her tiny spade. Oh, how he wanted to shove in deeper! To experience soft, clenching heat with all of his cock.

“Gonna— g-gonna—” 

Stars swarmed his vision. His climax arrived like a runaway train, and it nearly sent him reeling. He grit his teeth as he splattered his daughter’s insides with spurt after spurt of hot, gooey seed. It didn’t take long to overflow, his cum oozing from the gaps in their union, dribbling down her thighs and onto the previously clean diaper. 

“F-fuck, Fiona! T-take it, take it all! You’re Daddy’s little girl, mhm…!”

He pulled out to unload the rest onto her belly, making her eyes widen even further as ropes of hot, gooey seed streaked across her soft tummy fur. It didn’t take long for her to start giggling, her laughter fueling his orgasm as his knot throbbed against her twitching cookie.

The zoroark held himself against his daughter’s spade throughout his orgasm, the zorua’s softest flesh the perfect place to grind his aching knot against, extending his pleasure to a full minute of wonderful bliss. Tying would have been even better, but he settled for being kissed by her underage pussy, the soft folds spreading halfway around his knot as he put on the pressure.

One day, he promised himself. One day he’d tie her.

Cleanup was easier than one might expect. The cum smeared all over her belly fur was unfortunate, but once he took care of his own mess, hers took only a couple minutes. She giggled throughout the impromptu sink bath, and while it left her belly wet, though clean, he made sure to keep her spade messy and untouched for later.

“And, there!” he exclaimed once a fresh diaper was put on the baby. Any Pokemon who looked would be none the wiser that, just behind that poofy barrier, was a cream-filled spade. “Feels nice, doesn’t it?”

Standing on the changing station, the zorua squeezed her eyes shut in thought. “Da-!” she said happily.