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I vividly remember the day my dad and I went on a hike up a mountain. It was a clear blue day and I felt filled with excitement and joy as I climbed up the mountain path. I was wearing my beloved Avengers backpack that I got from Daddy on my birthday, a white T-shirt, and the most colorful shoes. I was almost definitely the youngest one on the hike because I had to wear a Drynites pull-up diaper. It was quickly apparent that I was the center of attention as I was being stared at by tourists and families as we made our way up the mountain peak.

As I waddled up further and further, I couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed as I heard the occasional whisper or the pointing of a finger in my direction. It proved quite difficult to ignore the comments, however, such as the one about my age being too old for diapers, (as if I was deliberately making a choice). It was then that my Daddy stepped in and said firmly, “Oh just Ignore them, Danny, and keep waddling.” It was a reminder that he would always be there to stand up for me no matter what. And I was grateful.

Although I kept on hiking, I began to become increasingly conscious of the growing wetness in my diaper and the smell of pee hitting the fresh mountainous air I felt ashamed and embarrassed, With a deep breath, I kept on walking and before I knew it, we had almost made it to the top. 

But I felt an unbearable urge to poo in my pull-up diaper, one that I knew was not able to hold. Desperately, I sought out some privacy and hunched down in a corner next to a big rock (Picture Spot), where I could squat and poop my pullup like the little boy I was. As I squatted down and pushed as hard as I could It did not take very long before I felt Poop hit the back of my pull-up with considerable force and pushes it far away from my buttcheeks you could see brown poo spreading everywhere inside the leak guards and it begins to sag quite a lot, I instantly felt a huge, enormous relief. Unfortunately, though, I had created a quite visible bulge in my pullup, which was increasingly smelly, and noticeable, and paired with an unmistakable smell of poop mixed with baby powder, it was clear to anyone who had been watching that I just had a massive stinky accident.

At this point I had really had enough, it all felt like an embarrassing nightmare to me. I was so embarrassed and ashamed as I looked around and noticed everybody else averting their eyes or giggling and pointing at me. It was then that I felt my Daddy gesturing for me to come over and give me a warm, reassuring hug. He then ruffled my hair and said, “It’s okay son, I’ve got you”. I felt instantly better as the warmth of that hug infused strength into my body and allowed me to continue to push and waddle all the way up to the top. 

Standing at the peak of the mountain and taking in the spectacular view, I felt a sense of calm and accomplishment wash over me. The people who had invaded my little space and criticized me moments before meant less and less as the minutes passed and I slowly realized that I had achieved something incredible, despite all the difficulties of my Life. I also took solace in the fact that I was not alone in this; my Daddy had been there the entire way, standing beside me even when the situation had been embarrassing and uncomfortable.

It was at that moment that I realized how blessed I was to have a Dad like mine. He was my hero, he was the one who encouraged me despite all the criticism and stares; he was the one who came over and hugged me when I needed it most. He had shown me that no matter how difficult or embarrassing the situation, I would never be alone. I turned to him then with a radiant smile and said “Thanks, Daddy. I'll love you Forever and Ever.” 

We then had a wonderful picnic as we enjoyed the views and the sound of the birds chirping. We cracked jokes and chuckled and laughed throughout the entire time when daddy changed my wet and poopy Pullup on (that rock)(picture spot) in front of everyone. I felt incredibly lucky and grateful to have such a caring and understanding Daddy. 

I am thankful that even through all the stares and comments, my Daddy was there to help me conquer my struggles and achieve greatness, no matter how big or small they may be. I know that I can always rely on him, no matter where I am or what I'm doing, and he will be there by my side, cheering me on and wiping away my tears. That, I believe, is the greatest gift of being Daddy's boy and I wouldn't trade it for the world.                          

                                                       The End

PS.    BIG HUGS To Entire ABDL Community Big hugs to Daddies and Mommies, Friends, and Everyone who Is Loyally supporting US (ME and Daddy) all the way be it with a kind word or over here on Patreon it all matters and it wouldn't be possible without you.      LOVE YOU ALL !!   Hugs and Kisses 

PS.  Daddy's reference in this story has a double meaning it also references to ABDL Community and the help I got in my time of need.

For Which I THANK YOU and will be forever grateful.

Look out for more in the month of March Awesome Pawsome is on the Way Very Soon :)      Stay Thickly Diapered  !!

Yours                 Diapered Danny    in     Drynites