Daddy's Babied Holiday

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🧷Bruce's Point of View

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💬 : See you, baby bro!

I've just had a conversation with Andrei about my mom's plan. Well, I think I have more cleaning to do besides changing daddy's diaper.

I'm ensuring not to wake daddy up while transferring stuff from the living room to the spare room upstairs. His diaper is currently stained and puffed because of the yellow liquid that is currently dripping.

The hissing sound pierced the silence but I don't have a plan to change dad, yet.

Speaking of which, I'm intrigued about daddy's reaction later if he sees the gang witnessing him wearing diapers.

By gang, I mean the close friends of my parents that I've also treated as family.

Well, it started with my daddy's high school group. They're called the 'A Gang' because their names start with A. Alex, Ace, and Anderson, my dad being the youngest.

With this, when they build their own family, their wives eventually became friends. And we, their children, treated each one as siblings.

So, Uncle Ace and Aunt Hannah have a son named Andrei (23), Uncle Ace and Aunt Claire have Althea (19) and Max (18), and my daddy and mommy have me, Bruce (17)-the youngest in the troop.

So much of this, I'm currently with Max playing video games in my room. I explained to him what had happened these past few days that led him to pass by a man in his thirties wearing a diaper.

Max said that Uncle Ace is excited to see daddy being babied. He added that "glad I'm not the only one to notice Anderson's baby dilemma" was the exact words of his father.

"Don't you worry, if you're jealous of uncle having all of the attention this holiday, just remember that you had always been our baby." Max started.

"F*ck you!" I exclaimed. As if I liked being babied by everyone. Well except for the privileges I get from being the youngest.