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VISUAL DESCRIPTION BEFORE STORY:
Physical description: Yosh wearing his glasses, light blue shirt, khaki shorts (part of his diaper can be seen), and red shoes, he has his left hand pressing into the closet wall at daycare (cream white wall with wooden flooring and trim), while his left hand is pushing into the wall, his right hand is in a fist and clenching. he is mad and in tears as he is pushing and hunkering at the wall, tensing and puffing his cheeks, in his mind, he is saying "If they do not let me hit them, then you'll get it!!!!" before he actually does the deed.
It's not easy being different. Especially when people say and/or do mean things to you because you aren't like everyone else.
Yosh has many great friends at Quack Quack's Learning Farm[/i]. Unfortunately there are still those who harass him because he's so small, looks funny, wears glasses, etc.
Yosh has been told over-and-over by his parents to never say nor do anything to hurt anyone else. As tempting as it may be it only makes things worse.
"Why!?" he'd quack in a tantrum. "It's not fair!"
"Because you're the bigger boy," his mom would reply.
"But I'm still in diapers!" he'd whine in response. "Only babies wear diapers!"
"You'll get out of them soon," his dad would assure. "You're also going to grow up so tall that nobody would ever be mean to you."
"But I'm so small!" the dino-duckling would wail. "Winry's even bigger than me!"
"That's enough, young man," his mom would shush. "I think somebody needs a nap anyway."
"But mom!" Yosh would protest.
"I'll get you some milk," she'd reply. "But the only but I want to see right now is yours heading back to bed so you can get off your grumpy pants."
Yosh knew it wasn't nice to hurt others. He always felt better getting hugs over being slapped, kicked, punched, or having things taken from him by bullies. He liked knowing he wasn't the only one having a hard time getting out of diapers, too. However it still hurt when they picked on him. It still felt awful when he was belittled for being 'different'. The urge to lash out was always there but he knew what would happen if he did.
"If you act like them all you'll get is a time out," the caretakers would say. "You are so well behaved and set such a good example for the other kids."
"But it hurts!" Yosh would quack back. "Other kids fight back!"
"But you're better than those kids, Yosh," they would reply. "And your mommy and daddy wouldn't be very happy if they heard their lil' guy was making trouble after being so good for so long."
"Not fair!" he'd sob. "It's so unfair!"
Yosh knew the consequences of his actions. He was totally aware of what punishments awaited if he did something cruel. He was also very, very afraid of being hurt more by those who hurt him if he even tried to fight back.
"Hey!" Yosh would yelp as an older kid removed his glasses from his face. "Give them back!"
"Why don't you take them from me?" the uncaring child would reply. "Blind baby mutant frog boy!"
Yosh would start to cry.
"Cry baby!" the kid would scoff while carelessly throwing the dino-ducky's glasses across the room. "Puny little tattle-teller!"
Eyes filled with tears. So many tears. Tears wept from trying to be the 'bigger boy'. Tears shed for his self-esteem was eroded by those who felt themselves superior to him. Tears that sought vengeance for all that had been wrongly done to him.
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"Those jerks!" he'd groan with gritted teeth as he hunched himself over inside the daycare's closet. "I can't take it anymore!"
Yosh's stomach churned and his head raced with all sorts of horrible things he so wanted to do but knew he shouldn't. Things that would just get him in more trouble. Things that would make him just as big a jerk as those who wronged him.
"HURGH!" he'd grunt as he worked out his anger and sadness. Yosh was no longer thinking. He was doing. He was going to do until all the sorrow and agony was out of him.
Yosh held a clenched fist as he braced against the wall. Each effort to fill his diaper a moment that the pain went away. Each moment a surge of relief from the pain. Each moment feeling like something was taking all the hurt and unhappiness he had been dealt.
After his effort, Yosh felt satisfied. The diaper had taken all he needed to get out. the victory apparent by the expansion in his shorts.
"Oh," he'd gasp as he grew calm. "Why did I do that?"
Shame filled the dino-duckling as he bashfully made his way out of the closet. His wider waddle a massive giveaway as to what had just transpired.
"Hey, you," a friendly voice would call out just before lifting the toddler into the air and 'sniff-testing' his backside. "Not again. I thought you were going to tell us if you had to use the potty like that?"
Yosh felt awful. However he also felt good, too. Good in knowing the most trouble he'd get in was for making a mess in his diapers instead of for being mean, nasty, and cruel to those who tormented him.
The caretaker's face smiled down as she prepared to clean the little dino-duck up after his 'big release'.
"It's okay," they'd assure. "I know you'll get it. Just remember we're here to help."
Yosh's shorts were off to the laundry but it did always feel good to be in a fresh diaper. The way the caretakers would so kindly remove his shame from his stressful release allowing him to feel as if he had made the right choice and, despite delaying his potty training, he was still setting that 'good example' by not resorting to the level his tormenters did.
Yosh scurried off to the area where his other diaper-wearing friends were at. His T-shirt and diaper a proud symbol of belonging to the group of youngsters who, like him, weren't quite ready for the potty. Those who weren't mean. Those who gave hugs instead of kicks. Those who didn't say, or do, unkind things because he was different, small, or just so desperate to 'fit in' somewhere.
landonbayOriginal Art - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29492316/
VISUAL DESCRIPTION BEFORE STORY:
Physical description: Yosh wearing his glasses, light blue shirt, khaki shorts (part of his diaper can be seen), and red shoes, he has his left hand pressing into the closet wall at daycare (cream white wall with wooden flooring and trim), while his left hand is pushing into the wall, his right hand is in a fist and clenching. he is mad and in tears as he is pushing and hunkering at the wall, tensing and puffing his cheeks, in his mind, he is saying "If they do not let me hit them, then you'll get it!!!!" before he actually does the deed.
It's not easy being different. Especially when people say and/or do mean things to you because you aren't like everyone else.
Yosh has many great friends at Quack Quack's Learning Farm[/i]. Unfortunately there are still those who harass him because he's so small, looks funny, wears glasses, etc.
Yosh has been told over-and-over by his parents to never say nor do anything to hurt anyone else. As tempting as it may be it only makes things worse.
"Why!?" he'd quack in a tantrum. "It's not fair!"
"Because you're the bigger boy," his mom would reply.
"But I'm still in diapers!" he'd whine in response. "Only babies wear diapers!"
"You'll get out of them soon," his dad would assure. "You're also going to grow up so tall that nobody would ever be mean to you."
"But I'm so small!" the dino-duckling would wail. "Winry's even bigger than me!"
"That's enough, young man," his mom would shush. "I think somebody needs a nap anyway."
"But mom!" Yosh would protest.
"I'll get you some milk," she'd reply. "But the only but I want to see right now is yours heading back to bed so you can get off your grumpy pants."
Yosh knew it wasn't nice to hurt others. He always felt better getting hugs over being slapped, kicked, punched, or having things taken from him by bullies. He liked knowing he wasn't the only one having a hard time getting out of diapers, too. However it still hurt when they picked on him. It still felt awful when he was belittled for being 'different'. The urge to lash out was always there but he knew what would happen if he did.
"If you act like them all you'll get is a time out," the caretakers would say. "You are so well behaved and set such a good example for the other kids."
"But it hurts!" Yosh would quack back. "Other kids fight back!"
"But you're better than those kids, Yosh," they would reply. "And your mommy and daddy wouldn't be very happy if they heard their lil' guy was making trouble after being so good for so long."
"Not fair!" he'd sob. "It's so unfair!"
Yosh knew the consequences of his actions. He was totally aware of what punishments awaited if he did something cruel. He was also very, very afraid of being hurt more by those who hurt him if he even tried to fight back.
"Hey!" Yosh would yelp as an older kid removed his glasses from his face. "Give them back!"
"Why don't you take them from me?" the uncaring child would reply. "Blind baby mutant frog boy!"
Yosh would start to cry.
"Cry baby!" the kid would scoff while carelessly throwing the dino-ducky's glasses across the room. "Puny little tattle-teller!"
Eyes filled with tears. So many tears. Tears wept from trying to be the 'bigger boy'. Tears shed for his self-esteem was eroded by those who felt themselves superior to him. Tears that sought vengeance for all that had been wrongly done to him.
CA-CLICK
"Those jerks!" he'd groan with gritted teeth as he hunched himself over inside the daycare's closet. "I can't take it anymore!"
Yosh's stomach churned and his head raced with all sorts of horrible things he so wanted to do but knew he shouldn't. Things that would just get him in more trouble. Things that would make him just as big a jerk as those who wronged him.
"HURGH!" he'd grunt as he worked out his anger and sadness. Yosh was no longer thinking. He was doing. He was going to do until all the sorrow and agony was out of him.
Yosh held a clenched fist as he braced against the wall. Each effort to fill his diaper a moment that the pain went away. Each moment a surge of relief from the pain. Each moment feeling like something was taking all the hurt and unhappiness he had been dealt.
After his effort, Yosh felt satisfied. The diaper had taken all he needed to get out. the victory apparent by the expansion in his shorts.
"Oh," he'd gasp as he grew calm. "Why did I do that?"
Shame filled the dino-duckling as he bashfully made his way out of the closet. His wider waddle a massive giveaway as to what had just transpired.
"Hey, you," a friendly voice would call out just before lifting the toddler into the air and 'sniff-testing' his backside. "Not again. I thought you were going to tell us if you had to use the potty like that?"
Yosh felt awful. However he also felt good, too. Good in knowing the most trouble he'd get in was for making a mess in his diapers instead of for being mean, nasty, and cruel to those who tormented him.
The caretaker's face smiled down as she prepared to clean the little dino-duck up after his 'big release'.
"It's okay," they'd assure. "I know you'll get it. Just remember we're here to help."
Yosh's shorts were off to the laundry but it did always feel good to be in a fresh diaper. The way the caretakers would so kindly remove his shame from his stressful release allowing him to feel as if he had made the right choice and, despite delaying his potty training, he was still setting that 'good example' by not resorting to the level his tormenters did.
Yosh scurried off to the area where his other diaper-wearing friends were at. His T-shirt and diaper a proud symbol of belonging to the group of youngsters who, like him, weren't quite ready for the potty. Those who weren't mean. Those who gave hugs instead of kicks. Those who didn't say, or do, unkind things because he was different, small, or just so desperate to 'fit in' somewhere.
Category All / Baby fur
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<LoL!> That is quite the thought. I'd imagine the caretakers, his mom, and his dad would eventually put their foot down on him making messes. Some would eventually notice the correlation, too, and get him a teacher / counselor to learn how to better 'get out his feelings'.
It's interesting how we all decompress. Exercise seems to be a universal way to do it. I've also found doing house chores to be more desirable when stressed out.
It's interesting how we all decompress. Exercise seems to be a universal way to do it. I've also found doing house chores to be more desirable when stressed out.
Thank you, my friend. Lanny and I had been talking about other things that our characters do given particular interactions and this one was what he thought would be good to illustrate.
Glad you liked the story, too. I had wondered if anyone would be able to relate with the emotional aspects behind the messy actions.
We'd all like to make people pay for the wrongs they do to us. However hurting others for hurting you only continues the cycle of pain and doesn't solve the problem. Moreover, for those of us who are already poorly stereotyped, we need to do as much as possible to raise 'positive awareness' and resorting to mean-spirited actions isn't going to make things better for anyone.
Glad you liked the story, too. I had wondered if anyone would be able to relate with the emotional aspects behind the messy actions.
We'd all like to make people pay for the wrongs they do to us. However hurting others for hurting you only continues the cycle of pain and doesn't solve the problem. Moreover, for those of us who are already poorly stereotyped, we need to do as much as possible to raise 'positive awareness' and resorting to mean-spirited actions isn't going to make things better for anyone.
Gaboo! That sounds like a wonderful way to spend a birthday!
Having a birthday around Christmas isn't as appealing as one leading up to it. It, to me, would feel like all the magic that is just beginning is for you.
Hmm. Maybe this is why I like Spring so much? I get so excited knowing the birds are coming back. March birthday is right when critters start to wake up after 'Winter Wrap Up'
Having a birthday around Christmas isn't as appealing as one leading up to it. It, to me, would feel like all the magic that is just beginning is for you.
Hmm. Maybe this is why I like Spring so much? I get so excited knowing the birds are coming back. March birthday is right when critters start to wake up after 'Winter Wrap Up'
Wow! Pooping his diaper was like purging all the garbage from his system.
Maybe we should do an illustration where he starts with evil eyes -- but after he does his business, he looks with loving eyes -- feeling kind of sorry for those who don't understand the power of friendship. (In the middle panel, there would be a symbol that stands for him taking out the garbage, throwing the garbage of hate into the trash can.)
By the way, perhaps you would find this song to be a soothing lullaby: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQnVpf74buw. (Sadly, the album seems to be out of print -- though you might still be able to purchase new old stock.)
Maybe we should do an illustration where he starts with evil eyes -- but after he does his business, he looks with loving eyes -- feeling kind of sorry for those who don't understand the power of friendship. (In the middle panel, there would be a symbol that stands for him taking out the garbage, throwing the garbage of hate into the trash can.)
By the way, perhaps you would find this song to be a soothing lullaby: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQnVpf74buw. (Sadly, the album seems to be out of print -- though you might still be able to purchase new old stock.)
That's pretty spot on. Stress can make us feel like doing all sorts of bizarre things. It is hard to not act on these reactions. Especially if you know they cause no harm outside of yourself.
With practice, we can all develop healthier ways to purge of ourselves of stress. However, for Yosh, he hasn't yet learned a better way of 'getting it all out', so-to-speak.
Yosh is, for the most part, an extension of myself. I have felt times, and have genuinely, a desire to have an adult diaper to mess. The initial release is very satisfying with the soon after being very miserable and regret driven. It's like the clear mind comes back with avengeance and you see you didn't have to go through such lengths to feel better.
With practice, we can all develop healthier ways to purge of ourselves of stress. However, for Yosh, he hasn't yet learned a better way of 'getting it all out', so-to-speak.
Yosh is, for the most part, an extension of myself. I have felt times, and have genuinely, a desire to have an adult diaper to mess. The initial release is very satisfying with the soon after being very miserable and regret driven. It's like the clear mind comes back with avengeance and you see you didn't have to go through such lengths to feel better.
I sense a paradox here: Sometimes it's as though you have to let it out in some constructive manner (even if it is constructively destructive) -- before you can think clearly again.
For my own Princess of Friendship (i.e., when Nightlight Sparkleheart earns her crown and wings), I might have that she occasionally destroys her own rooms in her own palace -- to release the anger she might otherwise rain on others.
To prevent herself from destroying an army of minions who may be victims of war, she may even destroy her whole palace with one stomp (to be reconstructed later with her unicorn powers). In fact, this outburst helps the minions to throw themselves at her mercy -- and she welcomes them with open arms to Friendship Camp. Indeed, she finds that many of them were conscripted -- and were terrified of dying like flies in the hands of the Princesses.
She and her big brother come to accept a harmless rampage as her special way of controlling her anger. Dragonshy (Flutterstrike Honeyprickle) and Sparklefire take a new lesson from her, for the times they feel deeply troubled.
Nightlight cannot completely get rid of her Unicorn Syndrome. But she can be proud of who she is -- as long as she loves to be a friend for those who need one.
For my own Princess of Friendship (i.e., when Nightlight Sparkleheart earns her crown and wings), I might have that she occasionally destroys her own rooms in her own palace -- to release the anger she might otherwise rain on others.
To prevent herself from destroying an army of minions who may be victims of war, she may even destroy her whole palace with one stomp (to be reconstructed later with her unicorn powers). In fact, this outburst helps the minions to throw themselves at her mercy -- and she welcomes them with open arms to Friendship Camp. Indeed, she finds that many of them were conscripted -- and were terrified of dying like flies in the hands of the Princesses.
She and her big brother come to accept a harmless rampage as her special way of controlling her anger. Dragonshy (Flutterstrike Honeyprickle) and Sparklefire take a new lesson from her, for the times they feel deeply troubled.
Nightlight cannot completely get rid of her Unicorn Syndrome. But she can be proud of who she is -- as long as she loves to be a friend for those who need one.
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