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Sunshine filtered through the blinds, casting a light shadow on the slumbering vixen's face. She groaned a little, scrunching up her eyes to try and block the light, and failing that, turned away towards her husband. He broad chest sighed gently as he slept. She would have been content to cuddle up next to him and fall back asleep, but her nose twitched; the familiar aroma of a very dirty diaper. Her paw slowly snaked down, groping at her own crotch with a crinkle. It definitely wasn't her.

She yawned quietly, sitting up in her bed. The sunlight now shone on her bare breasts and thick diapers, which, while slightly swollen with piss, were not messy quite yet.

"Hun." She shook her husband lightly, but the fox groaned and turned over. "Wake up. Smell that?

The male's nose twitched and his eyes opened to slits. A small grin spread across his lips. "Seems like Mama's filled her diapers up." He said teasingly.

Mama smiled in response. "Wasn't me, Daddy, I checked."

"Can't blame me for assuming; Baby don't usually do it until afternoon."

The vixen chuckled, sitting up proper. "That's true. C'mon, let's go check on her."

The two slid out of bed, Mama after Daddy. While the vixen was dressed in her diaper and nothing else, the male fox was entirely nude. They made their way down quietly to their daughter's room, Mama squishing with each step.

They slowly cracked open the door, slipping into the massive white room. Their pawpads were silenced by the soft white carpet, which matched the walls perfectly. Above them a ceiling fan spun, colored with bright primary colors. Directly below the fan was a giant crib. It was a sturdy white thing, big enough to fit around a queen sized bed and tall enough so that anyone inside would have to struggle to get out.

The vixen smiled as she snuck up to it, peeking through the bars. Inside lay their precious little daughter. The vixen still couldn't believe how much their little girl was growing up to look just like her own self. They shared the same delicate features and soft red fur, with just a hint of white creeping up their necks. The same eyes, the same round ass and the same heavy, perky breasts. The girl was wearing a pacifier that she had gotten for her twenty first birthday, a small bib, and one pair of thick, overloaded plastic diapers.

The thing was huge; the swelling from her night pisses had made the padding in front swell out a few inches, exaggerating her thigh gap as it nestled against her groin. Her rear was bloated and brown, sagging down a bit to rest on the bed. .

Her mother felt a familiar tingle between her legs; she was so jealous that her little girl could outperform her so much. It was like she was simply made for drooling, shitting and pissing. She wanted that!

Without even thinking she had walked to the other side of the crib to where her daughter's diapered ass was pressed against the bars. Her mouth watered as she got closer to that strong, juicy scent. It was definitely a good one, and knowing her daughter there was more coming. It was just so much, and so... good smelling.

The vixen pressed her nose against the plastic straining around her daughter's load and took a long, deep draught. The scent assaulted her senses, clouding her mind just a bit. "F-Fuck." She whimpered, her hand shooting down between her legs. Her eyes rolled back as she huffed the fumes coming from her daughter's ass, playing noisily with her increasingly wet folds.

Daddy chuckled quietly, crossing his arms and walking around the crib to stand behind Mama. He leaned in, checking on Baby for himself.

"Someone a little jealous?" He said with a bemused grin.

Mama eeped; she hadn't heard him come around. "I-I mean, well, wouldn't you be?" She replied.

"You know I don't use diapers, that's stuff's for my beautiful girls."

"Especially for her, at this rate. We changed her halfway through the night and there's already more?"

Daddy leaned down, pressing his groin against Mama's padded ass and gently cupping her breasts. Mama knew that there was a cock pressed against her, though she couldn't feel it on account of the diaper. Daddy whispered in Mama's ear, his breath warm and wet. "She takes after you, don't she?"

Mama shivered, turning around and pressing her lips against his in response. He wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her close and pressing deep into the kiss.

His paws wandered, one tracing a line up her spine, the other groping at her diapered ass while still managing to support her. She grinned at his touch, pulling back from the kiss with a breathy giggle. "Really dear, right in front of her?" But it was really all a formality; they had fucked in front of her hundreds of times and would do it hundreds of times more.

He didn't even dignify her question with a response, his rough paws groping at her handful of breasts before he lowered her down to her knees. They were the perfect size for each other; she was level with his cock when on her knees, and when he lifted her and turned her upside down to throatfuck her in the air, her diapers pressed straight against his lips while she gargled on his cock.

She leaned forward instinctually, the habit engrained in her over the years of their relationship, and wrapped her lips around the tip of his knotted red cock. She knew every inch of that turgid shaft; the veins tracing around the middle of it, the slight bend it had, all eight inches down to the bulbous knot which always sat every so slightly inside his sheath.

He knew the routine, too, resting his paws on the back of her head and slowly guiding her down. She looked up at him, tongue lolling out just a bit as her lips cling tight to his shaft. Finally her snout brushes against his groin and he lets out a soft groan. Baby yawns a bit, showing off her toothless, drooling maw as she sits up. The noise seemed to have woke her, but she doesn't notice nor care what's going on in front of her. She just burbles a little, drooling on her breasts and smiling vacantly.

The couple neither noticed nor cared, ignoring her as Daddy began to thrust into his wife's maw. He was methodical, bottoming out at a predictable speed which slowly began to pick up steam. Mommy glurked a little each time he bottomed out, gagging and drooling around the veined cock, but for the most part was able to handle his girth and length. Her hands gripped his asscheeks, spreading them wide as she held onto him for stability.

His balls slapped against her chin as they went at it, their moans and gurgles filling the air to join their daughter's. Her breasts swayed with the thrusts, jiggling a little with each impact. One of her hands were wandering down to her diaper, trying to rub cunt through the plastic, when she had an idea.

Mama pulled off Daddy's dick with a long, wet slurp. He panted, looking down at her with a little half grin as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her lips .She returned his grin, about to go back down on him before they're interrupted by a trumpet blast. Their daughter giggles a little, straining just a bit as she pushes another log of shit into her pants. Both of them shiver just a bit and turn back to each other, but Mama takes just a little longer.

"What?" He said teasingly, crossing his arms and stepping back. "Jealous your own daughter can ruin her diaper better than you can yours?"

Mama flushed red beneath her fur, glaring at her husband. "That's not true! I've been doing it longer and better than her for years!" Daddy chuckled a bit and stepped forward, eager to begin fucking her throat again, but she crawled back a pace, looking up at Daddy with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"What are you-" He started, but stopped as she lifted her rump in the air, breasts brushing the ground as she waved her soggy yellow diapers. They swayed between her legs, squishing a bit and dribbling.

The two were silent for a few moments, and the only noise in the room was their daughter's quiet babbles and giggles. Then there came a sound; quiet at first, it grew into a crackling so loud that it piqued the interest of their normally clueless daughter. Mama threw her head back and moaned as she pushed a thick, firm log of clay-like shit into her diapers. The outline bulged out visibly before it finally broke off, the tight plastic padding tracing its path as it slid down to the bottom of her diaper.

Daddy was panting softly, his cock taut and trembling as even more blood rushed into his loins at the sight. Mama followed up the first log with another, and another, and another, each one coming out slow and sensually before slowly sliding down into the swelling pile hanging between her legs. Bit by bit her plastic diapers turned light brown in the rear, a darker shade gathering where it all lay.

Soon her logs were coming out shorter but quicker, the shits small and balled up but still the same firmness, popping out one after another. Daddy began to thrust into the air, holding back whines as the smell hit him. It was strong in the air, almost sickening to some but to him it was the most potent aphrodisiac he'd ever experienced. His cock tip drooled to the ground.

Mama began to whimper herself, feeling her bowels approaching empty. She'd made a respectable mess in her diapers but it still wasn't quite where it needed to be; she needed to best her daughter, and it needed to be definitive, not just barely.

She grunted and strained between her whimpers, her sensitive clit buried in shit. "F-Fuck, moooore!" She cried out, giving one last valiant effort. She was rewarded; a monsterous log spread her asscheeks wide, slowly emerging from her ass. Daddy leaned forward, whispering in her ear quietly. The breath caught in her throat and a small moan escaped from her as she felt her intelligence leave her. Her eyes went blank as the shit made its way out, and soon she wore a stupid, mindless grin. Daddy panted and whimpered, watching the intelligence leave his wife; just like they agreed when he hypnotized her, she didn't know when it happened.

Daddy buried his nose in his now-retarded wife's sagging diapers, relishing the strong scent. He loved smelling filthy diapers as much as she did. It took more than a few seconds of straining and grunting before the shit finally broke off, landing in the now-sizable pile of waste with a thud. She fell back with a squelch, squealing and rubbing her cunt through her plastic diapers; the sudden feeling of shit brushing against it finally broke her, and she humped into the air as she climaxed.

Daddy wasn't far behind. "F-Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He whimpered beneath his breath with every thrust, unable to rip his eyes away. His eyes widened as his wife pushed out such a monsterous, beautiful log, and by the time she sat back in her shit he was cursing, cock spewing into the air as he reached climax himself. Thick strands of warm, white cum sprayed across her snout and breasts, painting them with abandon before drooling off her plush fur, dripping onto the floor. She took it all with glee, panting and drooling while rubbing his cum into her fur, basking in the afterglow. He leaned against the crib, milking the last bits of cum from his shaft and watching it dribble onto the ground. They stayed that way a few moments, panting and sweaty, until a quiet burst of gas distracts both of them. Baby giggled a little, wriggling in her overloaded diapers.

Mommy smiled a bit, trying to clamber to her feet but failing, falling into her overloaded diaper again. Daddy looked down at her with a fond look in his eyes, leaning down and wiping dribble off her lip. "Time we got her up, ain't it?" He said, though he knew she didn't understand a word. He leaned down into the crib, holding out his arms. Baby saw her father's face and squealed, getting to her knees and hugging him. He grunted, using his back to lift her up onto the ground. Baby crawled to her drool covered toys in the middle of the room, leaning over and chewing on them mindlessly.

Daddy chuckled to himself, standing next to his babbling wife and watching their grown child play. "Aren't my two diaper girls just the most beautiful?" Daddy saidsoftly to himself, kissing his wife's cum-covered cheek. She giggled in response, though she didn't know exactly why she was giggling.

The sun shone through the blinds, giving everything a sort of warm glow. The new beginning of his perfect family.