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“What’s happening?” You ask, still a little concerned about the gooey wet mess in your underwear.
“What’s happening?” You ask, still a little concerned about the gooey wet mess in your underwear.


“It’s all right bud,” your dad sooths you, “ you didn’t pee. It’s called semen. It’s all just part of growing up. This sort of thing usually happens around 12 or so, but it is not unusual for it to happen when you are younger like 10.”
“It’s all right bud,” your dad sooths you, “ you didn’t pee. It’s called semen. It’s all just part of growing up. This sort of thing usually happens around 13 or so, but it is not unusual for it to happen when you are younger like 10. I didn't think you would need to know about this for a while.”


He made a comment like that. You have suspected for a bit that you telling your parents that you were 10 and they should treat you as such didn’t actually change what was in their minds, but it is this comment that makes you think you really were right for the first time. You would ponder on this more, but right now you are just feeling miserable about what just happened. Your dad grabs a new pair of underwear out of your underwear drawer, you accept them with a bit of a self-pittying groan and then slink off toward the bathroom.
You feel your ears start to go red at your dad's comments as you slip out of bed. You realize he would probably have told you something about this by now if you hadn't started telling everyone you were 10 a few months ago when you got sent back to the 4th grade. You weren't stupid or anything, you had just used your power to skip too much school, and now you couldn't do the 6th grade work.


Semen huh? If your parents knew something like this was going to happen to you, you really wish they would have told you. Oh well, you did order them to treat you like you were 10 because you were embarrassed about going back 2 years to the 4th grade. You weren’t stupid or anything. Rather, you just skipped school too much. You thought your ability to make people let you do anything you wanted to was pretty cool at first, you could stay home from school whenever you wanted and nobody would stop you, and then you could just make the teacher mark your test with an A all the time. But when you got into the 6th grade, all the work was too hard for you. You didn’t want to go into any special ed or anything like that, you figured you could just use your power and have everyone accept you as 2 years younger if you were sent back 2 years, so that’s what you did.
You tilt your head down, trying to make your neck as short as possible as you are guided through the house by your dad toward the bathroom. All the while, you are thinking more about your penis and how you are probably going to do this again in the future. That thought is even more embarrassing than feeling the wet and sticky mess in your pants rubbing against your legs as you walk. You are going to start wetting the bed again? Your dad did say it was normal as you got older, but you don't want to pee this semen stuff in your pants!


You close the bathroom door behind you with a click and then walk to the center of the room to start undressing. You pull down your pajama bottoms. They are a little wet, but not much. Your underwear though are completely slimy and soaked. You pull them down and are fascinated by the sight. As the fabric moves away from your privates, a web-like strand of the glistening stuff in your underwear connects your penis to the wet mess in the front of your shorts. Once you remove your shorts, you are so breath-taken by the odd sight and everything else that has happened that you are not entirely certain what you are wanting to do next.
"Ok," your dad says as he guides you into the bathroom. He crouches down and pulls out a length of toilet paper, then he rips it off and folds it over a couple times before handing it to you. "You can get yourself cleaned up with this," he says, "I'll go get you some clean cloths for when you are done.


*[[Universal Acceptance/Get a closer look at your slimy underwear|Get a closer look at your slimy underwear]]
With this, he begins to get up and leave...
*[[Universal Acceptance/Play with your slimy penis|Play with your slimy penis]]
 
*[[Universal Acceptance/Get yourself cleaned up|Get yourself cleaned up]]
*[[Universal Acceptance/Stop him, you have some questions about this semen stuff|Stop him, you have some questions about this semen stuff]]
*[[Universal Acceptance/Go out just like this|Go out just like this]]
*[[Universal Acceptance/Let him go and get yourself cleaned up|Let him go and get yourself cleaned up]]
*[[Universal Acceptance/Have your dad come and help you|Have your dad come and help you]]


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[[Category:Universal Acceptance|Yell at your mom to get out]]

Revision as of 17:06, 21 August 2016

“Mooom!” You groan with a somewhat angry edge to your voice.

“How about you let me handle this,” your dad says gently to your mom. “It’s embarrassing enough as it is.”

“Oh, sorry.” Your mom says before turning around and heading out the door.

“It’s all right bud,” your dad says, coming over to you. “Here, jump out of bed and we will get you cleaned up. Did your sheets get dirty?” He looks down at your sheets as you slip out from under the covers and on to the floor. He runs his hand over it real quick, apparently feeling for wetness. “No,” he concludes, “it looks like the sheets are clean. How about you grab a pair of underwear and go to the bathroom to get yourself cleaned up?”

“What’s happening?” You ask, still a little concerned about the gooey wet mess in your underwear.

“It’s all right bud,” your dad sooths you, “ you didn’t pee. It’s called semen. It’s all just part of growing up. This sort of thing usually happens around 13 or so, but it is not unusual for it to happen when you are younger like 10. I didn't think you would need to know about this for a while.”

You feel your ears start to go red at your dad's comments as you slip out of bed. You realize he would probably have told you something about this by now if you hadn't started telling everyone you were 10 a few months ago when you got sent back to the 4th grade. You weren't stupid or anything, you had just used your power to skip too much school, and now you couldn't do the 6th grade work.

You tilt your head down, trying to make your neck as short as possible as you are guided through the house by your dad toward the bathroom. All the while, you are thinking more about your penis and how you are probably going to do this again in the future. That thought is even more embarrassing than feeling the wet and sticky mess in your pants rubbing against your legs as you walk. You are going to start wetting the bed again? Your dad did say it was normal as you got older, but you don't want to pee this semen stuff in your pants!

"Ok," your dad says as he guides you into the bathroom. He crouches down and pulls out a length of toilet paper, then he rips it off and folds it over a couple times before handing it to you. "You can get yourself cleaned up with this," he says, "I'll go get you some clean cloths for when you are done.

With this, he begins to get up and leave...

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