I sit in the living room, the house quiet except for the faint rustle of Candy's diaper as she waddles in from the hallway. She's tiny, barely reaching my knee at 2 and a half feet tall, her chubby legs bowing slightly under the weight of the thick padding. Her big eyes lock onto mine, and she points at her crotch with a pudgy finger. 'Wet, Daddy,' she babbles, her voice high and broken, like she's trying to form words but can't quite get them right. My cock twitches in my pants, the familiar ache building as I think about what's coming. At 5'10", I tower over her, my muscular frame making her look even smaller, more fragile. I scoop her up easily, her soft body pressing against my chest, and carry her to the bedroom, laying her on the corner of the bed for better access. Her diaper crinkles as I position her, and I waste no time. I rip open the tabs with a sharp tear, the sound echoing in the room. The front flaps down, exposing her tiny mons, that smooth, undeveloped mound that makes my balls tighten with need. Fuck, she's perfect, her little pussy barely there, just a slit framed by chubby folds. My cock throbs hard against my jeans, leaking pre-cum as I stare. I grab a pack of wipes from the nightstand and pull one out, the cool, moist fabric in my hand. I start cleaning her, wiping away the wetness gently at first, my fingers brushing over her tiny clit. She squirms, letting out a soft, incoherent babble, 'Dada touch... good.' Her innocence hits me like a drug, making my heart race as I tease that sensitive nub with the wipe, circling it slowly. I lean in closer, my breath hot on her skin, and replace the wipe with my tongue. I lick her tiny clit, the taste of her mixing with the faint chemical scent of the wipe, driving me wild. She's so small under me, my mouth covering her entire pussy easily. Candy's hands flap and grab at my hair, pulling hard as she babbles, 'Daddy... mmm... owie... no... yes.' Her body squirms, half trying to get away, half pressing closer, her chubby thighs trembling. I keep going, sucking on her clit, feeling it swell just a bit under my tongue. The sounds she makes—high-pitched whimpers and broken words—fuel my hunger, my cock straining painfully now. I reach for the Vaseline on the bed, coating my fingers with a thick layer while I keep licking her. Her asshole is tight, untouched except for what I've done before, and I press a slick finger against it, pushing in slowly. She tenses immediately, her little body jerking as she tries to squirm away. 'No, Daddy, bum owie,' she whines in her broken speech, her hands tugging my hair harder. I growl low in my throat, the vibration against her pussy making her gasp, and use my free hand to hold her hip in place. I won't stop; her struggle only makes me harder. I add a second finger, stretching her ass carefully, feeling the resistance as I pump them in and out. All the while, I tongue her clit faster, lapping at it like I'm starving. She's getting close, her pulls on my hair turning desperate, her babbles a mix of 'Hurt bum... kitty good... want cum, Daddy.' I slide my thumb into her pussy entrance, that tight little hole gripping me as she clenches around it. Her thighs squeeze my head, and she explodes, her body shaking with orgasm, juices coating my tongue. I keep sucking, drawing it out until she goes limp, her hands falling away as she faints like always. Fuck, she's out cold, but that doesn't slow me down. I drag her closer to the edge of the bed with my fingers still inside her, using that grip on her holes to position her just right. I pull my fingers out, her ass and pussy slick and open. My cock is rock-hard, veins bulging as I lube it up quickly with more Vaseline. I line up with her pussy, pressing the head against that tiny entrance. It's like hitting a wall at first, but I push harder, her limp body yielding slowly. She moans faintly, stirring as I rock forward, whispering, 'Good girl, Daddy's little angel, take it all.' The head pops in, and she gasps awake, her eyes wide. 'Big girl, Daddy?' she murmurs, her voice shaky. I nod, thrusting gently at first, then harder as she starts to move with me. Her pussy clamps down like a vice on my cock, the size difference making every inch feel massive inside her. We fuck faster, her broken pleas mixing with my grunts, until she cums again, her velvet grip pulling me over the edge. I flood her with my cum, pumping deep, but as I pull out, I glance at her exposed asshole, still twitching. Maybe next time. For now, I leave her there, nude and spread on the bed, deciding if I want more before she wakes.