Daddy is Home

[Shy-Diapers]

Jen frowned a little when he actually left. She had kind of hoped he'd stay and comfort her. She was capable of doing a lot. She could change herself if she tried and with some practice she could maneuver her chair around.

[Ishigreensa]

John left her in her room for an hour to calm down and so he could calm down and think about what she was really asking.

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"Sure." Jen said, scratching her diaper. After being stuck in a cold diaper for an hour she would start to get a rash soon though not yet. She sighed and sat up. The diaper was obviously soaked and sagging, Jen being a heavy wetter.

[Ishigreensa]

John came over, and he put some diapers on her night table.

"You know what?

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"Really?" Jen asked through her tears. "You're not pretending? This

[Ishigreensa]

He looked at her and frowned.

"Why would I pretend on something like that?" he asked her putting the diapers on her night stand so she could see them for herself.

[Shy-Diapers]

Jen leaned against her wall so she could see what she was doing but still be in a good position to do it. She untaped the diaper and let it fall down.

[Ishigreensa]

He smiled.

"Honey, I don't really want you trying to get the other kind on yourself just yet.

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"Dad!" Jen said embarrassed. She shook her head and struggled to get the diaper out from under herself. She couldn't really lift herself up that well without having to use her hips and legs, basically having to stand.

[Ishigreensa]

John sighed.

He frowned when she he saw she wasn't able to get it under her.

"Honey. put the diaper next to you.

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Jen took a deep breath and followed her father's instructions. She rolled back onto the diaper and wiped and powdered herself. The tapes could be retaped if she needed. She raped up the four tapes and looked st her dad.

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"May I please touch you to check?" he asked her trying to treat her like an adult by asking her.

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"Dad I think I can tell better than you." Jen said obviously not wanting him to. She felt humiliated enough that he saw her privates at her age let alone that he was wiping her earlier.

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He smiled and nodded.

"Well, you asked me, and I was just trying to help," he told her.

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"I'll get up I guess." Jen said with a sigh.

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He frowned.

"Two reasons," he said.

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"Can I use my desk chair to move around then?" Jen asked after a while. She had a rolling desk chair in her room that was a yoga ball in a frame with wheels. The wheels could be locked like her chair's to prevent movement. She had always had some back issues and the chair helped.

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(I was actually going to have him go to office depot and get a rolling chair for her, but that works)

"Yes, as long as you promise not to leave your room with it, then I see no reason you can't use your chair.

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(Well I figured a teenager would have a desk in her room. Especially if they like to draw like Jen.)

Jen smiled a little. Success! Things were starting to go her way. She rolled herself over her shelves and grabbed her embroidery floss and then one of her sketchbooks.

She used to always run to show him every new drawing. But as she got older she realized that her dad was busy and to her didn't have time to see every picture. Eventually she stopped showing him. Recently when she had to do all the homework and her dad asked if she still drew she'd say no. She looked through the shelves and grabbed her charcoal pencils, sticks, and then her watercolor pencils along with her plain drawing pencils.

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"Got everything you need?" he asked her with a smile.

He then started to carry her down.

"Don't try to get everything at once.

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"Dad!" Jen said a little upset. "You can't just go through my sketchbook!" She said clearly showing what her father did was offensive. "My sketchbooks are like my diaries!" She took her book back but looked at the picture.

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"Oh, I'm sorry.

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"I've kept a written diary since fifth grade." Jen said softly. "I don't use it much anymore. My drawings got easier to express myself with than writing words."

She flipped to a blank page and started sorting out her supplies making sure they didn't roll.

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He sighed.

"It was the last one I remember you showing me," he said.

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"I showed you tons of other ones." Jen said quietly. "You didn't seem to care about them anymore. I'd show you and you wouldn't even look but you'd say something like cool or that's nice honey." She pushed her hair behind her ear.