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It was Father's Day weekend and Yosh had decided to come home from college to spend some special, one-on-one time with his dad.
For years, Yosh never really knew how to live up to his father's expectations. All he knew was that his dad wanted him to be a success. As such, Mr. O'Ducky constantly pushed-and-pushed for Yosh to not ever give up, not make bad decisions, and never, under any circumstances, have unprotected sex.
There was a much larger list of things Yosh knew his father expected of him. For a time, Yosh almost thought to not even bother coming home. Especially when it was his dad who basically bullied him into taking summer classes to "Get ahead of the game!" and "Not lose that sharpness!"
Yosh decided, amidst buying his dad a new beach chair and swimsuit, that he'd help out around the house.
"I'll make mom and dad's bed," Yosh thought. "Really surprise them."
This was when Yosh got a surprise.
"Wha...?" he wondered as he pulled down the sheets and found a pink and blue diaper hidden underneath. "What's this?"
Yosh felt himself get a little excited over his find. These weren't baby diapers. Oh, no. These were adult diapers. Diapers that would fit his mom and-
"-YOSH!" cried Mr. O'Ducky as he noticed his son holding up the unfolded, blue diaper.
SLAM!
Yosh gasped as he put the diaper down and watched his dad angrily approach after shutting and locking the door.
"I'm sorry, dad. I didn't mean to-"
"-It's not what you think!" his dad bellowed.
There was an awkward pause as the two faced each other.
"Oh, Yosh," sighed Mr. O'Ducky as he blushed very deeply. "I'm so sorry you had to find out this way."
"Find out?" wondered Yosh as he looked towards the diapers. "Find out what?"
Mr. O'Ducky sat upon the bed and gestured for Yosh to join him.
"What is it dad?" asked Yosh.
Mr. O'Ducky began to fidget his fingers much like Yosh would when he was nervous.
"Son, I... I..."
"Yes, dad?"
Mr. O'Ducky felt himself wet in his pants as he stated, "I'm a babyfur."
"A babyfur?" asked Yosh who did a horrible job of hiding his excitement.
Mr. O'Ducky was no fool and he caught onto his son's response right quick.
"You know what a..."
Yosh was going to answer, but his dad put his wing up to allow himself time to think.
"I did this to you..." he said somberly.
"Did what?" asked Yosh.
Mr. O'Ducky did his best to hide the little piddle that had escaped his nervous body as he stated, "Growing up for me wasn't very easy. With all the moves and teasing and, well, you know, I didn't really have a lot of self-esteem."
Yosh put his arm around his father.
"Your mother was a gift from the heavens," he continued to say. "She was so caring and always cheering for me." He then paused as he added grumpily, "More than your grandparents ever were."
Yosh knew that the O'Ducky family wasn't exactly the most friendly. They had high expectations and often made his dad and mom feel outcasted for not being like his father's brothers and sisters.
"One day," continued Mr. O'Ducky. "Your mother and I made out and, well, I was so nervous I wet myself."
There was an awkward pause in which included a sigh from Mr. O'Ducky.
"Your mother," he continued. "Your mother knew how I had a really rough childhood and had a pretty good idea how what I needed was shown some love and affection I never felt I had growing up. So, she, uh, went to the store, bought some diapers, and, well..."
Yosh, not wanting to hear how he was conceived, said, "It's okay, dad."
A tear rolled down Mr. O'Ducky's cheek as he stated, "I didn't mean to always seem so pushy on you, son. I just was so worried you would end up like me in not feeling loved and supported that you, too, would be cursed with becoming a babyfur like your old man."
"Dad," said Yosh with care. "I don't blame you at all for liking diapers."
Mr. O'Ducky shook his head as he stated, "It's just not right."
"Dad," comforted Yosh. "You know I'm a good kid, right?"
"Yes," Mr. O'Ducky said with a smile. "The best son your mom and I could ask for."
Yosh gave his dad a hug as he stated, "And you're the best dad I could ever ask for."
The two looked at each other and smiled until Yosh grabbed the pink diaper and held it in front of himself.
"What do you say, dad?" he asked. "Care to have a heart-to-heart with me?"
Mr. O'Ducky, fighting his bladder to not spill more into his pants, smiled as he said, "Sure, son. Let's talk."
Both father and son took off their clothes and padded themselves in their respective, diaper choices. Both were equally amazed at how well the other knew how to put a diaper on. They then sat together on the bed and embraced each other while talking out all in which they had kept hidden from each other for so many years. Each shared emotion, feeling, and moment bringing the two closer together than ever before.
Initially, Father's Day was to be Mr. and Mrs. O'Ducky's special "Mommy and Daddy" time. However, it was now an extra special father and son time in which neither regretted as it only brought them closer and made each better understand why they were who they were.
NishiIt was Father's Day weekend and Yosh had decided to come home from college to spend some special, one-on-one time with his dad.
For years, Yosh never really knew how to live up to his father's expectations. All he knew was that his dad wanted him to be a success. As such, Mr. O'Ducky constantly pushed-and-pushed for Yosh to not ever give up, not make bad decisions, and never, under any circumstances, have unprotected sex.
There was a much larger list of things Yosh knew his father expected of him. For a time, Yosh almost thought to not even bother coming home. Especially when it was his dad who basically bullied him into taking summer classes to "Get ahead of the game!" and "Not lose that sharpness!"
Yosh decided, amidst buying his dad a new beach chair and swimsuit, that he'd help out around the house.
"I'll make mom and dad's bed," Yosh thought. "Really surprise them."
This was when Yosh got a surprise.
"Wha...?" he wondered as he pulled down the sheets and found a pink and blue diaper hidden underneath. "What's this?"
Yosh felt himself get a little excited over his find. These weren't baby diapers. Oh, no. These were adult diapers. Diapers that would fit his mom and-
"-YOSH!" cried Mr. O'Ducky as he noticed his son holding up the unfolded, blue diaper.
SLAM!
Yosh gasped as he put the diaper down and watched his dad angrily approach after shutting and locking the door.
"I'm sorry, dad. I didn't mean to-"
"-It's not what you think!" his dad bellowed.
There was an awkward pause as the two faced each other.
"Oh, Yosh," sighed Mr. O'Ducky as he blushed very deeply. "I'm so sorry you had to find out this way."
"Find out?" wondered Yosh as he looked towards the diapers. "Find out what?"
Mr. O'Ducky sat upon the bed and gestured for Yosh to join him.
"What is it dad?" asked Yosh.
Mr. O'Ducky began to fidget his fingers much like Yosh would when he was nervous.
"Son, I... I..."
"Yes, dad?"
Mr. O'Ducky felt himself wet in his pants as he stated, "I'm a babyfur."
"A babyfur?" asked Yosh who did a horrible job of hiding his excitement.
Mr. O'Ducky was no fool and he caught onto his son's response right quick.
"You know what a..."
Yosh was going to answer, but his dad put his wing up to allow himself time to think.
"I did this to you..." he said somberly.
"Did what?" asked Yosh.
Mr. O'Ducky did his best to hide the little piddle that had escaped his nervous body as he stated, "Growing up for me wasn't very easy. With all the moves and teasing and, well, you know, I didn't really have a lot of self-esteem."
Yosh put his arm around his father.
"Your mother was a gift from the heavens," he continued to say. "She was so caring and always cheering for me." He then paused as he added grumpily, "More than your grandparents ever were."
Yosh knew that the O'Ducky family wasn't exactly the most friendly. They had high expectations and often made his dad and mom feel outcasted for not being like his father's brothers and sisters.
"One day," continued Mr. O'Ducky. "Your mother and I made out and, well, I was so nervous I wet myself."
There was an awkward pause in which included a sigh from Mr. O'Ducky.
"Your mother," he continued. "Your mother knew how I had a really rough childhood and had a pretty good idea how what I needed was shown some love and affection I never felt I had growing up. So, she, uh, went to the store, bought some diapers, and, well..."
Yosh, not wanting to hear how he was conceived, said, "It's okay, dad."
A tear rolled down Mr. O'Ducky's cheek as he stated, "I didn't mean to always seem so pushy on you, son. I just was so worried you would end up like me in not feeling loved and supported that you, too, would be cursed with becoming a babyfur like your old man."
"Dad," said Yosh with care. "I don't blame you at all for liking diapers."
Mr. O'Ducky shook his head as he stated, "It's just not right."
"Dad," comforted Yosh. "You know I'm a good kid, right?"
"Yes," Mr. O'Ducky said with a smile. "The best son your mom and I could ask for."
Yosh gave his dad a hug as he stated, "And you're the best dad I could ever ask for."
The two looked at each other and smiled until Yosh grabbed the pink diaper and held it in front of himself.
"What do you say, dad?" he asked. "Care to have a heart-to-heart with me?"
Mr. O'Ducky, fighting his bladder to not spill more into his pants, smiled as he said, "Sure, son. Let's talk."
Both father and son took off their clothes and padded themselves in their respective, diaper choices. Both were equally amazed at how well the other knew how to put a diaper on. They then sat together on the bed and embraced each other while talking out all in which they had kept hidden from each other for so many years. Each shared emotion, feeling, and moment bringing the two closer together than ever before.
Initially, Father's Day was to be Mr. and Mrs. O'Ducky's special "Mommy and Daddy" time. However, it was now an extra special father and son time in which neither regretted as it only brought them closer and made each better understand why they were who they were.
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Actually, it is based on a true story.
Growing up, my dad's parents weren't really there for him so, in large, he was raised by my Great Grandmother. However, instead of diapers, my dad got into alcohol and, in the end, it, along with other poor, coping mechanisms, brought his life to a sudden end at the age of 53. :(
Growing up, I also never felt I lived up to what my dad wanted me to be. My visual impairment kept me from doing a lot of stuff that others guys did. My dad really wanted me to get into cars with him, but I couldn't as, truly, I found it hard to be interested in something I'd never be able to legally use.
There was a time, when I was in 4th grade, I told my dad how I had purposely wet myself at school to "See what it was like", but he never followed up with me on the discussion. He was watching TV, though, and I was a nervous 10 year old.
The biggest talk my dad and I ever had was when I told my wife how I felt he was never proud of me for how he constantly pushed-and-pushed for me to always be on top of my eye condition and, if I didn't have work, keep going to school and getting smarter and doing this-and-that. I felt I never made him proud of me and, because I was so different, I never could. Fortunately, my wife helped me grow the courage I needed to confront him on that and, needless to say, he made more note to tell me how proud he was for what I was doing.
The day before he died, when I lived 10 hours away, our last conversation ended with him saying he was proud of me. Despite all the things I am angry about with him in throwing his life away, I will always hold on to how, in the end, he was proud of me.
I actually wish I could've talked to him about my interest in diapers. I talked with my mom recently about it, but she's not much help. All I want is acceptance and, honestly, that is why I am here on FA. To feel accepted for who I am and use my character, Yosh, to rewrite moments in life that I feel would've been happier if things were just a little different. :)
Growing up, my dad's parents weren't really there for him so, in large, he was raised by my Great Grandmother. However, instead of diapers, my dad got into alcohol and, in the end, it, along with other poor, coping mechanisms, brought his life to a sudden end at the age of 53. :(
Growing up, I also never felt I lived up to what my dad wanted me to be. My visual impairment kept me from doing a lot of stuff that others guys did. My dad really wanted me to get into cars with him, but I couldn't as, truly, I found it hard to be interested in something I'd never be able to legally use.
There was a time, when I was in 4th grade, I told my dad how I had purposely wet myself at school to "See what it was like", but he never followed up with me on the discussion. He was watching TV, though, and I was a nervous 10 year old.
The biggest talk my dad and I ever had was when I told my wife how I felt he was never proud of me for how he constantly pushed-and-pushed for me to always be on top of my eye condition and, if I didn't have work, keep going to school and getting smarter and doing this-and-that. I felt I never made him proud of me and, because I was so different, I never could. Fortunately, my wife helped me grow the courage I needed to confront him on that and, needless to say, he made more note to tell me how proud he was for what I was doing.
The day before he died, when I lived 10 hours away, our last conversation ended with him saying he was proud of me. Despite all the things I am angry about with him in throwing his life away, I will always hold on to how, in the end, he was proud of me.
I actually wish I could've talked to him about my interest in diapers. I talked with my mom recently about it, but she's not much help. All I want is acceptance and, honestly, that is why I am here on FA. To feel accepted for who I am and use my character, Yosh, to rewrite moments in life that I feel would've been happier if things were just a little different. :)
*Nods* That is why I'm an FA'er, my fellow, Yoshi friend. :) If I can't get acceptance in the real world, I'll get it here.
As I wrote to my friend above, the story is approximately 50% true. Though, as with lots of my works with Yosh and his family, I alter things to make them happier than what they were really like in my own life. All the silly fun Yosh has with Nishi is exclusive to the world of fantasy. However, I do like seeing how meeting different people and their characters, like you, can influence even a fictional character's development. :)
Thanks for reading and even more thanks for the comment. You are quite spot on for the feel I wanted and its appreciated to know I wrote it how I meant it to be. :) I do so love being able to make good stories from Nishi's work.
As I wrote to my friend above, the story is approximately 50% true. Though, as with lots of my works with Yosh and his family, I alter things to make them happier than what they were really like in my own life. All the silly fun Yosh has with Nishi is exclusive to the world of fantasy. However, I do like seeing how meeting different people and their characters, like you, can influence even a fictional character's development. :)
Thanks for reading and even more thanks for the comment. You are quite spot on for the feel I wanted and its appreciated to know I wrote it how I meant it to be. :) I do so love being able to make good stories from Nishi's work.
Awwww *crinklehugs* It would be a very bonding moment if it were to ever happen for real. Father's Day is difficult for me too, since while my dad is alive and all, he has Alzheimers and isn't really there mentally. Its a difficult thing to live with, but I still love him all the same.
*Crinklehugs* I couldn't imagine what it must be like for your family to see such a beloved individual be not who he once was.
Personally, I don't know if I, myself, could live knowing that my mind was basically wiped. I've overcome how much I don't like my physical form / malformations by knowing my "mind" is what counts. Without my mind, it's like all there would be is this diseased shell I live in and, well, I don't want people to know me for that. Even if I wouldn't know it, I'd rather call it quits than have to be something I am not.
*Crinklehugs* I do hope there are at least glimmers of your father when you go to visit him. This is really one of those moments where I don't know what to say as, honestly, I feel losing one's mind is perhaps the worst outcome possible. I am proud of you and your family for being able to be strong and help him do all he can to be who he truly is despite the condition.
Personally, I don't know if I, myself, could live knowing that my mind was basically wiped. I've overcome how much I don't like my physical form / malformations by knowing my "mind" is what counts. Without my mind, it's like all there would be is this diseased shell I live in and, well, I don't want people to know me for that. Even if I wouldn't know it, I'd rather call it quits than have to be something I am not.
*Crinklehugs* I do hope there are at least glimmers of your father when you go to visit him. This is really one of those moments where I don't know what to say as, honestly, I feel losing one's mind is perhaps the worst outcome possible. I am proud of you and your family for being able to be strong and help him do all he can to be who he truly is despite the condition.
*crinklehugs* Yeah, its very difficult. We try to keep thinking positive. You know, he's still alive, even though he isn't all there mentally. Its rough to deal with, but we still love him.
I feel the same way. I sometimes wonder if the same will happen to me someday, since it could be hereditary. The thing is, we don't know how it actually feels. He could be fully aware, but unable to do anything about it. That seems just as frightening, if not more so. Of course, you love family members too much to just let them go. Even if we would want it that way, our family would never do it.
*huggles* Sometimes he will recognize someone, or call someone by their name. He smiles when he sees me and tries to talk, but ends up stuttering too much. I think he may have moments of very brief clarity. Enough to recognize a face or where he is, but not enough to realize what is going on. I do hope there can be a cure for this someday, since its such a horrible thing to witness a loved one go through.
I feel the same way. I sometimes wonder if the same will happen to me someday, since it could be hereditary. The thing is, we don't know how it actually feels. He could be fully aware, but unable to do anything about it. That seems just as frightening, if not more so. Of course, you love family members too much to just let them go. Even if we would want it that way, our family would never do it.
*huggles* Sometimes he will recognize someone, or call someone by their name. He smiles when he sees me and tries to talk, but ends up stuttering too much. I think he may have moments of very brief clarity. Enough to recognize a face or where he is, but not enough to realize what is going on. I do hope there can be a cure for this someday, since its such a horrible thing to witness a loved one go through.
*Supportive crinklehugs as he rocks and pats your bottom* I truly am so at a loss for words over such an outcome. It's scary, unfair, and puts all involved into such a horrible state of mind for there is just so much emotion that goes along with it. :(
Have they tried giving him a computer to type with? Perhaps he can still think enough to get ideas from his brain to his fingers? Is he able to use a dry-erase board to illustrate things? There's just got to be a way for him to break through.
*Sniffle* For me, my wife and I have agreed we wouldn't let the other end up in such a way. It'd break my heart to be part of letting her go to the other side. However, I do want to ensure her final wishes are granted. I am hopeful this outcome never happens as it is one I'd not like to do, but I already gave my word as she did for me. :(
The one thing I take solace in is how doing things, like cubbing out, writing stories, etc., help keep the brain sharp and they say a challenged / flexed brain is good at keeping Alzheimers at bay. They also feel Fish Oil can help, too. So many things to "Help", but not "Cure".
I often think how, despite a day coming where I will be completely blind, how what I suffered through will ultimately lead to children down the line never having to go through such horrors. Hopefully, despite the suffering you deal with daily, you can take some comfort knowing what you go through is making it possible for future generations to not ever know the pain you and I deal with each waking day of our lives.
Hiding pain behind a smile isn't always easy, but we can do it as we know there is so much to be happy about with the gift of life we have. Sure, it'd be super-duper to have so much more. However, for whatever reason, we have been chosen to endure trials others only see in their nightmares. It is up to us to make these things that are so dreaded not so scary while showing that disability isn't inability.
*Snifflesnugs* Hang in there, Ozzie. Yosh is always here for you.
Have they tried giving him a computer to type with? Perhaps he can still think enough to get ideas from his brain to his fingers? Is he able to use a dry-erase board to illustrate things? There's just got to be a way for him to break through.
*Sniffle* For me, my wife and I have agreed we wouldn't let the other end up in such a way. It'd break my heart to be part of letting her go to the other side. However, I do want to ensure her final wishes are granted. I am hopeful this outcome never happens as it is one I'd not like to do, but I already gave my word as she did for me. :(
The one thing I take solace in is how doing things, like cubbing out, writing stories, etc., help keep the brain sharp and they say a challenged / flexed brain is good at keeping Alzheimers at bay. They also feel Fish Oil can help, too. So many things to "Help", but not "Cure".
I often think how, despite a day coming where I will be completely blind, how what I suffered through will ultimately lead to children down the line never having to go through such horrors. Hopefully, despite the suffering you deal with daily, you can take some comfort knowing what you go through is making it possible for future generations to not ever know the pain you and I deal with each waking day of our lives.
Hiding pain behind a smile isn't always easy, but we can do it as we know there is so much to be happy about with the gift of life we have. Sure, it'd be super-duper to have so much more. However, for whatever reason, we have been chosen to endure trials others only see in their nightmares. It is up to us to make these things that are so dreaded not so scary while showing that disability isn't inability.
*Snifflesnugs* Hang in there, Ozzie. Yosh is always here for you.
Awwwww, thanks Yosh *crinklehugs* I just try not to think about it. Like how Tavi doesn't like this day either. It just feels better once its over and we can keep on. The good news is that I called my mom to talk to her, and she says my dad is still active and such. Even though he doesn't know what day it is or anything, he is still in good spirits.
Huzzah! *Crinklehugs* Good spirits is a gaboo thing. We'll take that and smile together as even the tiniest of victories are victories all the same. :)
It's sad both you and Tavi both have bad feelings towards Father's Day. Though, now that is over, I wish you both happy times as we go towards a more cub-friendly holiday, July 4th!
Fireworks go BOOM! :)
<LoL!> I could see a wittle Yosh making a bit of a mess of himself upon hearing one of those big-boomer fireworks. He'd definitely need some extra loving to even get to go back to all the ooh-and-aww colors in the sky. :)
It's sad both you and Tavi both have bad feelings towards Father's Day. Though, now that is over, I wish you both happy times as we go towards a more cub-friendly holiday, July 4th!
Fireworks go BOOM! :)
<LoL!> I could see a wittle Yosh making a bit of a mess of himself upon hearing one of those big-boomer fireworks. He'd definitely need some extra loving to even get to go back to all the ooh-and-aww colors in the sky. :)
*Hugs* That we do, Lain. Everyone has a Father and, as such, all daddies out there should be proud on this day for helping to bring life into this world. Moreover, they should be truly proud for being a part of their child's life as, honestly, a mother and father figure are unbelievably important in a child's development.
It's neat you could make such a special father's day story out of this. :D It's great seeing Yosh and his ducky dad without that awkward wall between them, and knowing they can both have fun being diapery and cuddly and open is wonderful. :3 Hope ya have a great father's day!
Thanks, Nishi, on many counts. This picture was cute and very inspirational. Writing what I wrote above was also nice in how it helped me think of some wonderful "What ifs?" for my real dad and I.
As a father, I often wonder how often dad's try to "Hide" things from their children with the hopes that their kids don't end up mentally like them? I know Tina would kill me if Ethan was found to have a diaper fetish. Though, if he did, I'd want to talk to him and help spare him the years of pain I suffered from hurting inside for feeling like a freak.
So far, Father's Day has been great! Opening day at Equestria Girls geeking out with other Bronies and Pastor Hooves was the Yoshi's egg! :)
As a father, I often wonder how often dad's try to "Hide" things from their children with the hopes that their kids don't end up mentally like them? I know Tina would kill me if Ethan was found to have a diaper fetish. Though, if he did, I'd want to talk to him and help spare him the years of pain I suffered from hurting inside for feeling like a freak.
So far, Father's Day has been great! Opening day at Equestria Girls geeking out with other Bronies and Pastor Hooves was the Yoshi's egg! :)
It's definitely fun to think about - and if there's no real way of knowing you can only kinda guess, I'm sure he'd still love you all the same, whether he could relate or not. (:
And I think dads hide their stuff often. People usually find hidden porn magazines, or I always found porn of my dad's on his computer, and even got the blame for it being there. ;P I'm sure it's a common thought to not want your kids to be a certain way that you are, but it's just really nothing you'll always have control over.
And I think dads hide their stuff often. People usually find hidden porn magazines, or I always found porn of my dad's on his computer, and even got the blame for it being there. ;P I'm sure it's a common thought to not want your kids to be a certain way that you are, but it's just really nothing you'll always have control over.
Great points, dear friend. This is why, if my Osey Posey ends up having any sort of 'Quirk", I'm hoping I can sit with him and let him know that it is okay. More importantly, though, I want him to know I love him no matter what and he should be proud of who and what he is.
Being a kid is tough as, in a way, you are programmed to always want your parents to love and be proud of you. this is something one can even not quite shake as an adult. Unfortunately, communication often keeps the parents and kids from talking out things, matters appear okay, but they are not and lots of uncool, misconceptions are gathered over "Favorite child" and "Do you really love me?"
It's also neat to see how some parents forget their kids actually grow up and/or need space to discover things. Once you're 21, one should have at least had the chance to know what it is like to be free to make some big choices. Even if they end in fail, it's the only way one can happily transition from childhood to adulthood.
*Snugs* I hope you and your dad have a super happy Pappy's Day! Be Yoshi!
Being a kid is tough as, in a way, you are programmed to always want your parents to love and be proud of you. this is something one can even not quite shake as an adult. Unfortunately, communication often keeps the parents and kids from talking out things, matters appear okay, but they are not and lots of uncool, misconceptions are gathered over "Favorite child" and "Do you really love me?"
It's also neat to see how some parents forget their kids actually grow up and/or need space to discover things. Once you're 21, one should have at least had the chance to know what it is like to be free to make some big choices. Even if they end in fail, it's the only way one can happily transition from childhood to adulthood.
*Snugs* I hope you and your dad have a super happy Pappy's Day! Be Yoshi!
My summer hasn't been too bad. My goal: Have no ocular surgery and successfully make it to BronyCon.
What sort of fun do you get yourself into over the summer, Lighty? Are you a swimmer? Perhaps a biker? Do you have a summer job to help bring in some funds for good times? :)
What sort of fun do you get yourself into over the summer, Lighty? Are you a swimmer? Perhaps a biker? Do you have a summer job to help bring in some funds for good times? :)
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