DOING DADDY'S JOB

Written by taster

                I found out what doing anything for you child means. It sometimes is not as it seems, but sometimes it is!

                My little Lori_ann, LaLa to me, was born with a small learning disability. Her mother used drugs, and died when LaLa was only two and a half. I fortunitely work from our home, so taking care of my bundle of love is easy. She goes to school now, and is in the third grade, second time around, but she trys and will get there. She has the cutest little thing about her, and is overly protective of me. She's rail thin, even thinner, and had a funny walk, sort of like someone gets when they have their drawers stuck up their ass. All in all she's perfect. I wouldn't have her any other way. Her cute litle turned up nose, long silky blond hair, and tiny glasses to compliment her dazed look.

                I took her to a doctor to find out why she developed this crasy little walk of hers. He did some examining, and test and sent us to the hospital. After whatever test they did, they found her bowel was a little knotted to her spinxer gland, and would require a small surgical procedure to correct it. However, for about 4 to 6 weeks she would have no control of her bowels. She would have to wear a diaper. At 9 years old that could be a bit embarressing to my LaLa, but if it was be, so be it.

                The operation was laser, and finished in about an hour. She awoke later, a bit shook up, and sore from probes, but none the worst for it. We went home, and had to return in a few weeks. I carried her to the car, and we had our usual chat, her serious side making me laugh, and even cry a little. We weren't home an hour and she went to the bathroom, and found she had messed her drawers. She came out, a bit embarressed, her shorts down to her knees, and her little poops caked up her privates. The hospital didn't even put a pamper on her. I had gotten a few boxes of pampers, large and figured this is the time to explain to her. I threw a towel on the kitchen table, and lifted her to it, gently laying her down. I removed her panties, causing her to shake, as she was so embarressed. I leaned over to her and kissed her forehead, assuring her it was OK, I was Daddy. I washcloth was my weapon, and LaLa didn't want to watch. I had never been this close to her little private area, ever since she statrted using the bowl at about three and a half. God her organs had developed, even getting me a bit excited. She had the cutest little slit, and a just visible bit of fuzz. Her love button hid nicely in it's hooded enclosure. Her poop was soft, and mushy, but it didn't stink as I thought it would. I started at the top of her clef, above her clit, and slowly but firmly worked downward. I wrapped my hand around 1 ankle, pulled it over to the other, and lifted her stick legs, exposing her tiniest of the tiny rosebud. The cleaning continued downward across her slightly sore anal hole, causing a shutter. Some stuff was under the small of her back, so I folded the towel up, let her down, and washed the dishcloth off. I returned, and asked her to open her legs and hold them open and back as I scrubbed her. She was all shades of pink and red, I would tell her the bad news later. I cleaned her up diligently, soon observing her nervousness change to panting. My God, she was discharging some clear sticky fluid. I was making her cum with my cleaning. I went into shock mode, my cock into woody mode, and finished as quickly as possible. I opened the pamper box and put one on her, which sent a shock into her. Her top off, she looked like a little four year old. But she was still the cutest thing I have ever seen.

                She sat there silently for a while as I cleaned up. "Daddy, why do I have a diaper on?"  I took her off the table and carried her to the living room and explained what had happened at the hospital and how it would be a while before she could wear her panties again. She started crying, and was worried about school. It was summer and she would be fine by September. She didn't have to worry about the last few days of school, they said she had graduated to the fourth grade. To get her mind off it, I got her dressed and we went out to eat, and she got anything she wanted at the local Toys_R_Us store. Somewher in this adventure, she passed some more poop, but we made it home before it stank the good time out.

                I cleaned my dresser off in my room, and got an old sleep mat from the basement, making a makeshift changing table. If we had company and some kids were around, she could have the privacy she needed in my room. Something was different this time when I changed her. She got on the mat and took her jeans off herself and undid the diaper tapes while I was getting a bowl and some washclothes. I came to the dresser and found her with her legs pulled back, her little bottom exposed, and some smelly little logs waiting to be removed. "Daddy, I trust you. Don't let anyone know that you wipe my coolie. All my friends would make fun of me."  I knew she had some problems because she was a bit slow. This couldn't get out, for her sake.

                Again  I started downward from her button, which produced a murmer. As I got to her little slit, she pushed forward to my fingers, and sighed, and let me go on. Down across her stained rosebud and I rinsed the cloth. "Daddy, when you clean my pee-pee, it feels funny. But it feels good too!" She actually was getting off, and leaving me red-faced. I started again, and figured a little extra cleaning on her clit might be good therapy. I wrapped one finger with the cloth and slowly started massaging the little love button. Her body went limp, her tummy panting. Her mouth was wide open as I pushed my pinky finger under the cloth and into the swelled opening of her now sticky slit. I thought she would explode. As I worked her little love area, her bowels let loose, a long thin log of her waste passed out, very very slowly. She had no idea. God, I was already hard, but this for some reason made me ready to explode. I had several girls expel after a good ass reaming, but a mature woman shits. LaLa makes pooh. It didn't seam to have any odor. It was a soft brown in color, and had no breaks. It did't funnel at the end, as she had no muscle to slam it shut. My little girl had turned me on like no other woman ever had. I worked her clit, and pushed my finger down around her dirty little anal ring. I had her pull her legs back a little more and gave a little thrust into her dark passage with my left index finger. It slippped right in, and I slowly worked it up till it was hidden in her little poop hole. I wiggled it a bit, and she started reaching her first orgasm. I withdrew my finger, and yes, I licked it clean. It was delicious. "LaLa, daddy's gonna make sure your poop is ok before we sleep. I'll be gentle." "OK Daddy" LaLa responded, just barely. I got my face in between her thin thighs and started licking her clean, managing to get about an inch of my tongue into her anal opening. She kept jerking back and forth, my clothed finger never stopping the work on her button. I finally decided to go for broke and sucked hard on her butt hole, little to my surprise coming up with a mouthful of the sweetest tasting mouthful of love I could ever imagine. Without having to chew, I sucked it down my throat. I got up and pulled my rock hard cock out from the top of my sweatpants, and shot a never ending stream across her slit. Her little body quivered when it reached her, but she was almost delirious when I came, so she never knew my nasty deed. I slowly decelerated on her clit, and started finsihing the cleaning up. LaLa was still twisting and turning when I finished, but I wrapped her in another pamper and put her in my bed. I showered and shaved and got into the bed with her. She rolled right to me, and smiled. "Daddy, I hope I never have to wear panties again!" I could see this was gonna be an everyday thing. I never felt more close to her as now.

                The next day I changed her 6 times, but told her she should only expect it to feel good when she deserves it. I knew of no better answer. She begged for a clit rubbing everytime. I had to go to my business to tell my secretary she would have to run the show for the duration. I would double her salary, and if she was a good manager, she would be the permanent boss after that. She was a good, efficient girl, from Holland. Her name was Eva, and she was very pretty. I didn't want to lose her so I never went after her. LaLa liked her, but her accent sort of scared her. I explained what was going on, and she said OK. Then she told me an interesting story, how in Holland, she was an orphan, and went to a catholic school. When she was bad, the nuns would make them wear diapers for a time, and change them in front of other nuns, who would abuse them for fun. She was forced into some strange acts with other girls, and even lost her cherry to a small pickle in a kitchen pantry. She said her embarressment was the most sexually excited she has gotten to this day. She asked if she could help me, maybe if LaLa saw her wearing a diaper she wouldn't feel so bad about it. If she only knew. But my evil mind said "Yeah, I guess that would help." We planned on her stopping by for a few minutes, and she would wear a diaper, and I would change it in front of LaLa. She assured me she would have a dirty load in it, but I had to get her off somewhere in the process. "Yeah, I'll figure it out Eva" Boing, my cock was already dripping. I took LaLa home, and told her she must never tell anyone about how nice having her diaper changed is, or I'll never make it so much fun again. She hugged me around the waste, and kept telling me she loves me. I wanted Eva to get here, but I really didn't care, I had my little one and I was more than happy with her. The bell rang, and Eva came in, with a short blue skirt, and slippers of some sort. She bent over to greet LaLa, her diaper showing it's bulge thru the tight skirt. She gave her a little package from her pocketbook, and sat down on the couch next to LaLa as she opened the package. It was a gold necklace, with a little cross. Lala put her skinny little arms around Eva, to my surprise. They talked like girls do, and the topic came around to LaLa's little problem, and Eva jumped on it. "I wear a diaper too, LaLa. It's not bad. Sometimes I make messy a lot, so I have to keep it on for a day or two. I don't mind telling you, I'll even change it in front of you if you want. It's nothing to feel ashamed of. I'll bet your Dad has got some experience, he could change us together, and you'll feel better about it." LaLa was shell shocked, in fact so was I. Eva said she had to make but had problems going on the bowl today, so she would walk around till she went. "You aren't upset with that are you LaLa?' My little girl looked at me, and nodded to Eva. Eva stood up and walked a bit, and then just stood there. She was forcing it out, and her backside slowly swelled thru her tight skirt. The smell soon followed, and it was a bit strong. Soon LaLa was dancing in her seat, and I now was about to have every guys dream: two beauty's to change, one a kid and one a model quality woman. I took them both, one in each hand to my change table. Eva quickly removed her blue skirt, afraid to get it messy I guess. LaLa lifted her houseshirt off, her little nipples kinda standing out. Eva worked her way to the mat, trying no to squish the mess into her most sure to be well reamed cunny. I had her do what I ask LaLa to do, pull her legs back and hold them open as I undid the tapes on the depends she had put on. When I separated the diaper from her curvey bottm, the smell hit me, and LaLa. My little girl pinched her nose. I gagged a bit. Her mess was of variuos colors and textures. It had run around to the middle of her well hung pussy lips. Her anal passage was covered, and it was still body warm. I got a cloth I kept in the room, and rinsed it, and started wiping her, the same way I do LaLa. Eva shuttered at every move. I beckoned LaLa to me, and had her help my hand clean her. Some crap got on our hands but we kept going. When I rinsed the rag, I had to get a taste of Eva, and found the disgusting mess not as bad as it looked. I turned back around and found LaLa rubbing the inside of Eva's thigh, and Eva panting and discharging large amounts of yellowish goo from her well seasoned pussy. As I went to clean some more, a small fat log passed from her opening, followed by a quick gas outburst. I kept cleaning, rubbing her clit with extra attention. LaLa was exploring, and when her cunt was clean, LaLa found the entrance to her love hole. I guided LaLa's hand to the entrance, and showed her what it looked like inside. Then I fingered it a while, and had my girl make make her fingers a love machine. With a slight thrust, all of LaLa's skinny hand was filling Eva's hole, as I cleaned her anus up. What an ass, a rosebud as big as a baseball and a dirt ring past the crack to the start of her seat. I fingered her ass and in no time a full orgasm erupted. LaLa's arm was drenched from the squirt. Eva came right back to her senses. "OK LaLa, I'll change you with your Daddy". LaLa didn't need any coaxing. She was up on the table before Eva got off. She assumed the position as Eva stripped her of her only cover. A small brown piece was right at the exit door. Eva coaxed another piece out with her finger. Soon all hell broke loose, LaLa totally gave it all out. Eva went down before I could get a cloth. I would never need one, as twenty minutes later LaLa was spotless, inside and out. I tongue kissed Eva, and the taste of my girl's pooh made it loving. LaLa watched, weary from her orgasm, and soon was out. We pampered her up, placed her in my bed and left for the living room.

                Eva was on fire. She kissed my down to my back and pulled my sweatpants off. She mounted my swollen tool and warned me not to cum yet. She reached her point again, and turned around, giving me full view of her still stained rear. She rubbed my cock with the dirty discharge hole, and then pushed a soft fluidy turd out over my rock hard piece. Then she shocked me again by sliding back to my face with her filthy butt and started jerking me with her mess. I couldn't resist, and cleaned her smelly ass right up, as she sucked and jerked my now browned cock. My load went off deep in her throat. She passed two more pieces of her last meal into my mouth, and for the first time in years I came again in the same night. We showered, and Eva got dressed and left. I had a mess to clean up, and finally got to bed. LaLa was out, but the smell of some more little poops filled the air. I de-diapered her right in the bed and sucked the little poops up into my stomach, and licked her beautiful rump clean. Another pamper on, and went to sleep, naked.

                When LaLa's rectum healed 8 weeks later, it didn't change anything. She never pooped in school again, always saving it for me to see, or eat, and begged for Eva to come over every weekend, all the way till she was 22 years old. Then she got married. It was a co-incidence, her new baby daughter at 5 yrs. old had the same problem..........