#To slap with a peepee

[forgotten-daydreamer]

vent moment but my health is a bit worse than i let on, which is weird ik since it seems like complain about it all the time here, and apparently i also look sick, because two separate people in their 40s or 50s asked me, 24, if i needed their seat on the bus. kind of them. but humiliating nonetheless.

[iggy-spades]

(Bowser's hot balls intensifies)

[adultbabystories]

A gym is a place of many fantasies, who would believe some are true?

You fantasized about not being the only diaper boy out there. With every guy with a big butt, your imagination automatedly decided he is diapered. Sadly, their butts were the result of good proper squatting. Sometimes during situps you just sat there, on the mat, searching for clues. You felt your slightly wet diaper under you. Ever since you lost a bit of control over your bladder, you prefer to go with a diaper, even to the gym. Some guys may already saw it, but you just hope nobody will comment. There’s no other option for you, aside from wetting your trainers of course.

One day, you came for a workout, and you saw a familiar face. It’s an ABDL guy you were following online. He’s smaller than you, but still muscular. He looks so handsome, especially in a diaper. You thought about saying something, but couldn’t, you were shy about being ABDL. Halfway through your workout you gathered yourself and decided to finally say something to him. As you walked towards him, you saw another dude had started a conversation with him. You know that guy, he’s lifting here for a couple of years He is big, very big, burly even. You stopped and watched them talking. They were laughing and suddenly your online crush slapped the other guy’s ass. Wait, was the big guy wearing a diaper too?

Your peepee became hard in your diaper. No worries about tenting, you’re small and the diaper covers it nicely.

You finished your workout and went to the shower. It was pretty late and it was empty. You got undressed, took off your thin gym diaper, and throw it away. In the shower, you couldn’t help but think about the two guys in diapers, it was so hot and you were so horny, you jacked off in there, letting your seed down the drain. When drying yourself, you thought nobody is there, and you’ll diaper yourself real quick with a night diaper. It had a babyish print on it, but nobody would see. You lay on the bench, and got diapered real quick, then covered yourself with adult clothes. Anyone could tell you were wearing a diaper, but you thought nobody would see you until you step into your house.

Just before pulling the pants up, you heard someone talking “I knew he wears one, I just knew it”

It was the big guy, with the smaller Twitter guy next to him. “Awwww and he has one with a print too!” said your crush.

You stood there, silent, not knowing what to say. Your online crush, a huge muscle guy next to him, looking at you, wearing a thick babyish diaper. You didn’t even cover yourself, you just gave them the view they wanted.

As they were talking about you and your diaper, they took off their gym clothes. Both of them had a diaper on, but they were plain white and thinner. You could see raging hard-ons under the diapers. They got turned on by you. The sound of tapes filled the space as they took their diapers off, reviling their big hard-ons.

“Sometimes wearing babyish diapers is because the wearer has a baby’s peepee. Show us your peepee baby.” said your crush.

You just jerked off, your small penis is even smaller now, tiny even. But you turned around and lowered your diaper, showing off your tiny powdered penis, pointing forward.

“Just stand there baby, as the bigger kids take a shower” said the big guy.

So you just stood there, pants to your knees, one hand lowering the front of your diaper, showing your small peepee to the bigger boys with bigger cocks, while they were taking a shower.

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@alittleisolated gained more than he wanted at the gym.

[ilylovelyz]

hi, I love your works !! (I think that's a bit obvious, considering I almost liked all of your Haikyuu.)

They're quite pleasing to read (especially the smvt, they're nicely written.)

I've never asked a request before so I hope I'm doing this right lmfaofao. Anyways, I was wondering if we could get Big!Ushjima X shy v!rgin afab gf <3 reader !Timeskip.

I think you've written something with this pair before, but I thought the story could go something like: Ushjima and his team lost a match, he's quite furious about it, and he just needs to let out his frustration, so he simply uses reader <33. (low-key breaks reader in two..) And you may add anything else you think can go with it!!

Thank you, and please take care!!

⍣ ೋ better than me

˚ · . ushijima wakatoshi x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ virginity loss, dubcon, forceful breeding, ushi has a big peepee, dumbification, slapping, cervix fucking, gaping, fingering, minor age gap (2 years)

"toshi-" you manage to say before you're being slammed against the enterance door of his house. "what are you- ow! that hurts toshi!" you cry, tears burning at your waterline when ushijima roughly pulls down your skirt and panties.

this is so confusing, you've never seen him like this. i know he's lost a big game, but he's lost plenty others and never acted like this.. you think as your chest heaves against the door.

you wince in pain when he brings his hand down onto your ass, showing no mercy on your most fragile parts. ushijima shoves himself against you, grinding his hard-on into the plumpness of your ass. he brings his nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling your intoxicating scent deeply as he nibbles onto your shoulder.

you moan softly at the pleasure, for a moment he seems to be gentle with you, his hands roaming your body gently, slipping underneath your shirt and bra to fondle and play with your breasts. "toshi.. what's wrong baby?" you coo, turning around to face him. you cup his face into your palms, softly petting him.

his eyebrow twitches uncontrollably, his eyes dark and jaw clenching. oh. he looks at you so sickeningly, as if you're a sweet little bunny and he's the big bad wolf. you try to lean in to place a kiss on the tip of his nose, but he doesn't let you. instead, he turns you back around, tearing off the rest of your clothing.

your face flushes with embarrassment, you can feel his gaze. this is the first time any man has ever seen you fully naked. ushijima wastes no time to lower his hand to your damp folds, his fingers prodding at your throbbing cunt. "nooo.. it's dirty there," you say meekly, wiggling in ushijima's hold.

suddenly, a searing pain races throughout your body. ushijima inserts two fingers without warning into your untouched hole, stretching you out far and wide. "ahh-" you cry, not knowing if you should cry, yell or pass out. ushijima has big hands after all.

it feels like an eternity before the pain settles down, and soon you're moaning like a little slut and humping against his palm. ushijima gladly inserts a third finger, scissoring inside of you and working into that sweet spot that has your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

ushijima is quick to make you cum. the feeling, so foreign to you, has your legs trembling, struggling to keep you standing. you can't think of any words to say, your orgasm hitting you so strongly you forget that you're on earth.

when you come to, you're laying across the doormat, your knees resting on top of the cold wood flooring. ushijima is on his own knees behind you, guiding his fat cock's tip towards your poor virgin hole.

before you can protest, your body goes limp, every thought in your mind has perished as his fat cock stretches you out. you only gurgle and make small whines as you're ripped apart into two.

ushijima gives you a moment of rest before he's snapping his hips into your ass cheeks and his cock tip is suddenly pushing against your cervix. you jolt at the sudden pain, but god, does it hurt so good.

placing his hands on your waist, ushijima forces you up and down his cock, using you like a fleshlight. his hands guide you up and down on his cock, so devastatingly slow yet deep. you can barely breathe, it feels like he's trying to break open your cervix and reach as deep as possible.

your tight virgin walls suck onto his cock, sucking him back into you. it's almost painful, the way he's taking you for your first time. on the dirty ground, in front of the enterance door, on the doormat that was stepped over a million times and cleaned zero times.

such a dirty place for a virgin like you. but thats why he loves it. to take a sweet little innocent girl like you and have her first time on the dirty floor like a common whore and have her first taste of large cock, ruining you for everyone else but him.

"y/n." he finally speaks.

he lays down a hand onto your ass in an attempt to catch your attention. his cock twitches inside of you when the only response he gets is an animalistic groan. perfect.

he takes it up a notch by pulling his cock out to only the tip before he harshly slams back into your quivering pussy, your body jolting from the harsh treatment. he pummels his hips into your ass, enjoying the way it lewdly jiggles. he can feel the tip of his cock kiss your cervix opening with every thrust.

you're practically braindead at this point, eyes stuck at the back of your head as he takes you like some common whore. you don't even acknowledge when a painful orgasm washes over you when ushijima's cockhead for the moment pops through your cervix.

but he does. in an effort to do it again, he shifts his entire weight onto his hips. his cock feels like it's stabbing through you, you're sure it's bulging through your stomach right now.

finally, your cervix breaks. you break, and let him in. he groans at the thought of breaking his cute girlfriend for her first time, impossibly stuffing his cock further up your pussy.

with a grunt, he's stilling his hips, flush with your ass, emptying his fat load straight inside your womb. your legs tremble with overstimulation as you cum once more as you're bred for the first time, the warm feeling of being stuffed full is the only thing you can think of.

with a satisfied sigh, he sits there patiently. he doesn't want a single drop to be wasted.

please leave a like and reblog if you enjoyed!!

[red-dye40]

of Course we want to hear about your disastrous packer event

ok i think i've definitely told this story on my now defunct nsfw blog but

many years ago when i was packing........

i was very much against using public bathrooms because. i mean i don't think i have to explain Why. but i was at a very long show with no intermission so i Had No Choice sooooooo

i went into a stall in the men's room and to my knowledge i was the only one in there

and i pulled down my pants and honestly just kind of let my packer slap against the floor because i was not paying attention and also was a nasty thing at the time

so my highly detailed silicone peepee was laying on the floor

and i hear someone in the stall next to me clear his throat and go "uh. i think you dropped something."

and i didn't rly know what to do so i just picked it up and went "HAHA thankssss 😇" and then i had to clean it in the sink which was a cool look

anyway that's that

[bby-boy-likes-minecraft]

Daddy finds baby boy rubbing his big boy parts without permission.

Baby boy gasps and pulls his hand away, but daddy just shakes his head and says, "Keep going"

Baby boy obeys, hoping for no punishment, and right as he's about to make stickies, daddy says "Stop" and it takes almost all of baby boy's strength to obey, his little tcock still twitching, desperately seeking sensation to take it over the edge.

"What rules do we have about your big boy parts?" Daddy asks

Baby boy whimpers, unable to stop himself from thrusting into the air. "N-no t-touching without d-daddy's permission"

Daddy hums. "And did daddy give you permission to touch before?"

Baby boy looks down in shame and shakes his head.

Daddy sits down and gestures for baby boy to come to his lap. "Disobedient baby boys get punished, right? Daddy will have to slap your peepee ten times for touching without permission, and if you come, that's ten more times."

The baby whines as daddy's heavy hand comes down on his small quivering tdick. Daddy takes it slow; between each slap, he rubs his baby boy's tiny cock to make sure baby stays hard and leaking the entire time. Once he's finished, baby's cock is all red and swollen and baby's soaking wet, and baby is just whining and begging to be allowed to come.

"Only good baby boys get to make stickies, and good baby boys don't touch without daddy's permission. Now daddy wants you sitting on his lap while he works so you don't try anything funny again."

[real-total-drama-takes]

https://www.tumblr.com/real-total-drama-takes/757946274763997184/on-the-topic-of-proshipper-discourse-jock-makes?source=share

I usually don't bother arguing with anyone but I'm feeling bored, so. Let's take this take apart.

"Her behavior towards him was really really abusive and unhealthy because she constantly called him names and made fun of his bladder control issues even though he had no control over that."

Jo calls everyone mean names. It's a part of her character. Brick will live after being called Private Peepee pants.

"Like jo isn’t a good person towards brick at all and I don’t understand how it ever became that popular!"

Jock became popular because they had an engaging rivalry, fun dynamic and chemistry, agreed on by many fans. No one is saying Jo is a good person, but she's still shown to like Brick more than anyone else. (Grave scene, anyone? That was the ONE time Jo had shown compassion.)

"Jo’s constant name calling was really uncalled for and she would break his thumbs and arms for no reason and leave him really injured."

Huh? Okay, let me list all the times Jo has harmed Brick: -Punching him in the throat, episode 3: Saved him from choking, albeit in her own aggressive way. -Injuring his thumb, episode 3: They were THUMB-WRESTLING. He recovered after 3 SECONDS. -Slapping him, episode 4: Pretty sure we can all see it was that "PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!" trope? Again, not for no reason; she did it to snap him out of it, and it worked. You can tell because she looked genuinely concerned rather than annoyed/angry. -Crushing his hand, episode 6: Now HERE'S an actual example of Jo harming him out of malicious intent. Still not for no reason, she was asserting her dominance because Jo is aggressively competitive. It's also pretty tame compared to what canon couples have done to each other. (I wish she would crush MY hand like that…)

Brick's dislocated arm? That was all HIM being dumb and trying to impress her. I don't know why I've seen people use that as an argument.

"They really aren’t a healthy couple and I’d even say it borders on abuse."

Most of Jo's interactions with Brick consist of her teasing him and competitive talk (even Brick only sees it as her being annoying and "trying to get under [his] skin."). The only time it's taken up a notch is episode 4 (+ episode 6's elimination) where they start disagreeing, with Jo's cutthroat attitude being highlighted to the max. Jo also regards Brick as an equal, which is big for someone egotistical like her. Plus, that's pretty much saying every Jo ship is a proship because she shits on everyone? Let my girl find love :(

Also, Jock would suck if they were all nice to each other. People don't usually like ships because they're 'healthy', they like them because they're interesting.

"And it’s so weird that brick x jo fans romanticize their behavior!! I don’t understand it??"

Brick and Jo's rivalry is already romanticized. Seriously, what was up with all that chest-touching?

-Ooh can I put one of those emoji identifier thingies?? Has 🍁 anon been taken?

[nekomaiddennis]

The last gifset I reblogged does make me think; I wish Mac would fight back when Dennis gets physically violent with him.

I'm positive the only reason Mac reels himself back is because he knows that Dennis can't hold his own in a fight (hence, why he resorts to scratching and slapping like a little girl), and he fears it may do irrevocable damage to his relationship with Dennis.

Mac isn't book smart by any means, but he does show emotional intelligence, at least where Dennis is concerned. Tends Bar is probably the best canon example of this.

But frankly, I think he should hit that little poofer. Those muscles aren't just for show. Plus, it would be cathartic to watch + Dennis in peril make peepee hard.

[nannychloecatalog]

Diaper Punished by Sue the Neighbor (An ABDL Novella)

(The following was first published on: Feb 28, 2019)

Excerpt:

“Your Mother is sick of raising a teenager who instead acts like a toddler, so she’s given me permission to treat you like a toddler until we decide you’ve learned the lesson of how to respect the women in your life that are in charge of you. That is, I will now also be your mother as far as you’re concerned. Instead of ‘Ma’am’, you may now address me as Mommy. Understood?”

Aiden gave another submissive and humiliated nod.

“Now, if you’re lucky, when me and your mother think you might be ready, you’ll have another chance of toilet training, which you apparently missed your first time around, given your propensity for soiling yourself. If and when that time comes depends on your behavior as a toddler.”

Sue gave Aiden’s bottom a pinch. “Is all this making sense to you? It’s diapers from now on, Aiden. You’ll do your business in them like a toddler and I’ll be changing you like a toddler. If you thought I was strict before, you’ll be amazed how strict I will be now that I’ll be treating you just how I treated my own naughty one-year-olds so many years ago. Am I understood?”

Sue slapped Aiden on the ass and he yelped. He snapped out of his daze and gave a submissive, “Yes, Mommy,” through his gag.

“Now, do you have anything to say to yourself before I change you into your first of many diapers?” Sue said.

Aiden looked up at Sue as she finally pulled the underwear gag out of his mouth. “I’m sorry Mommy! I try to be a good boy!” Was all Aiden could say as he burst into another wave of helpless tears.

Sue smiled as she patted Aiden on the head again and coo’d. She knew that Aiden was showing all the signs of successful regression.

“It’s okay, baby boy,” she said. “You just didn’t know how to behave yourself. You just need some discipline and rules in your life. Mommy is gonna put you in a diaper and tuck you into bed.”

Aiden felt Sue lift him up and he realized he was being carried over to the diaper change table. His heart started beating fast and he began panicking again. His adult self and his submissive self seemed to be battling. He hadn’t worn a diaper since he was a baby. The very idea of being forced to wear one was both degrading and humiliating. Let alone being changed into one by this women who Aiden despised.

Aiden felt a cool chill as Sue laid him on the crinkly plastic of the diaper change table. Then he felt Sue carefully unlatch both of his wrists from his collar and lift them up and strap them to the corners of the changing table.

“When you’ve proven you’re a good boy who can keep his hands above his head during a diaper change, I won’t have to secure your hands like this. But for now, it’s important I keep my stinky little boy’s naughty hands away from his diaper area. That’s only for Mommy to touch. Understood?”

“Yes, Mommy,” Aiden said.

He then felt Sue cuff each of his ankles to the side of the table, spreading his legs out and leaving him completely visible. Aiden had been naked for some time now, but this was the first time he had felt this vulnerable under Sue’s gaze.

Aiden then watched Sue put a pair of latex gloves on. Then he felt Sue grab, lift and squeeze his genitals in an inspection.

“Tsk, tsk,” Sue said. “Now that I’ve finally getting a chance for a proper inspection, it’s no wonder you keep your pubic hair so long. Your penis is absolutely tiny for a boy your age. I would say that it’s practically the size and length of a baby’s already.”

Aiden’s face immediately went bright red with embarrassment. He had always worried that his ‘manhood’ was smaller than other boys. But Sue seemed to confirm his worst fear.

“Aiden, answer me. Do the other boys tease you about your tiny peepee?” She asked as she gripped his penis in her hand.

Aiden felt another tear of humiliation fall from his eye as he thought about the other boys calling him ‘little dick’ once in the locker room. “Yes, Mommy,” he admitted.

Sue just tsked again. “No surprise there. Like I said, I’ve never seen a penis on a boy your age so small. Or a boy much younger for that matter. Yes, I bet they call you all sorts of names don’t they. Who can blame them. This is really, really tiny,” she said.

Sue smiled as she held Aiden’s genitals and watched him close his eyes in shame. Of course she knew she was exaggerating—Aiden’s penis was slightly small, but not unbelievably so. However, she knew humiliating him was an important part of destroying his manhood and pride, and allowing him to accept her total power over him.

“Aw, don’t worry my dear. Mommy’s gonna keep your little weewee locked away safe in diapers, and no one will see it or touch it except for Mommy during your diaper changes,” she said as she slapped his thigh.

“Yes Mommy,” Aiden mumbled.

“That being said, your minuscule baby penis is no excuse for this horror of a rat’s nest down here,” she said, still prodding and squeezing his genitals as he winced. “Let’s take care of all this icky pubic hair, okay baby?”

“Do we have to?” Aiden pleaded. A part of him still wanted to defend what he felt like one of the few remaining vestiges of his manhood. After all, not only did his classmates tease him about his small penis at one point in time, but also his lack of pubic hair.

“Yes, baby. When you make a big mushy poopoo in your diaper, it’s going to get all matted unless I keep you shaved,” Sue said.

Aiden winced. Everything was happening so fast, he was yet to even think through the idea of going number two in his diapers. The idea horrified him to the core.

Sue stared at Aiden as she said the sentence and noticed Aiden’s reaction to her mentioning him pooping in his diapers. It was just the perfect embarrassed and submissive reaction she loved to see.

“Don’t worry, little Aiden, think of it this way. You’re going to be treated like a baby from now on, and you already have a little, tiny, itty bitty baby peepee, so we might as well keep you nice and smooth, just like a baby would be,” she said. “Okay?”

“Yes, Mommy,” Aiden said. He was beginning to hate how she made him him vocally affirm her decisions with that refrain. It only drove his humiliation home even further.

Aiden heard buzzing, and he looked down to see Sue holding a pair of buzzing hair trimmers. He couldn’t help but feel so vulnerable and helpless as he felt her hold his penis and carefully remove every last trace of his adulthood from his genital and ass.

When she was finished, Sue wiped away all the pubic hair with a paper towel. Then Aiden heard Sue squeeze a large glob of lotion into her hand and began to massage lotion into his ass, balls and shaft.

Aiden was taken aback by how good it felt. Not only did his new shaved, bare skin appreciate the lotion, but Sue’s hands had a way of hitting all the right spots. Her fingers deftly pushed lotion into his ass cheeks and traveled all the way up to his rosebud, teasing his anus with her finger tip. Then she would come back to his front and massage and stroke the shaft of his penis.

To Aiden’s immense humiliation, he began to get an erection in Sue’s hands.

Sue continued to massage his shaft as if nothing interesting were happening, and his penis quickly became rock hard.

Aiden looked up at Sue standing over him as he laid bare before her on the diaper change table, and despite the fact that he had always found Sue to be old and motherly, and the fact that he despised her for most of the time he knew her and he certainly despised her for what she was doing him tonight, all of them seemed to melt away as Aiden was overcome by an intense sexual arousal like he had never felt before.

As Sue deftly moved up and down his shaft, he began to moan and close his eyes. “Mommy, Mommy, please! Let me cum!” He shouted.

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Read the full length novella now on Amazon!

Diaper Punished by Sue the Neighbor

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07PBBMC3Z

[hospitalhelper]

Going to use that at work. Mybe it'll worm its way into my bosses vocabulary. I hope it comes out durring a meeting like "slap our peepees" did

the phrase "why? well, it's a sex thing for me" is always on the tip of my tongue and one of these days it's going to slip free with catastrophic consequences

[randomclam24]

Why Inc. So if I was caught slapping my peepee back and forth in the bathtub while so young it's basically just innocence considered by anyone, my mom caught me once and just had to say you like touching the pee pee

[lilithsterrarium]

Your little sister luring you in by going to her micro freak of an older sister and saying things like "Sis? My, um, my peepee feels weird... Can you take a look at it?" And lifting her skirt to show off her magnificent, hard, throbbing cock, precum already leaking down from the angry, bulging head.

You try to be gentle and understanding and helpful, rubbing it for her and asking her what feels good, feeling her twitch against your entire body. She can barely hear your comforting words, just tiny squeaks, really, but you do your best.

You're so distracted by her gigantic cock that you don't notice her expression change to one of malice. Suddenly-

WHAM!

She slaps her cock down against the table, pinning you underneath it and knocking the air from your lungs. "I knew it. I fucking knew it. What a worthless little freak. You were just fucking waiting to get your bug hands all over your Baby Sissy's big, thick cock, weren't you? Didn't hesitate for a second. God, I should have expected as much from a fucking pervert like you. Since you're so fucking obsessed with my cock, maybe I should keep you in my panties all day. It'd be irresponsible of me to bring you into the girls locker room at school, putting all those helpless girls in danger of your dyke gaze. But I'm sure you wouldn't mind being trapped under my sweaty balls all afternoon, would you?"

DBFNCNCHXHXCNC TTTHATS-

... trying hard to cover my face as I let out a long, small whimper... hoping she doesn't see how flustered I am as I happily agree, hurridly scrambling up to her monolithic cock and doing my best to help... stroking the tip, covering it in kisses, blushing at how cute both it and she is..... fhfhchfjf all before she springs the trap~

... gosh I like my voice being described as "squeaks" so much >w<

I'm a bit surprised, admittedly- I wasnt expecting my innocent, little sis to know so many bad words.... not at her age... ggolly.....

Her laughter as I hurridly kiss her balls in the locker room...

Sorry xhcncjcj I don't have more to say just. Golly :3

[canismajorfailure]

finally settled into our new house, yuna and i have been through so much these past few weeks. we were in the car for 24 hours straight and went through two hurricanes which felt like a saw trap designed specifically for me. she was amazing through it all and finally got access to the whole house for her efforts in learning manners.

speaking of manners, she has learned to be very nice to peepee the cat and they even slept together. yuna kept slapping her head if she meowed though.

we are working on her barrier frustration now, i think it's an up and down thing because she only barks for a bit before completely mellowing out. i'd mainly like to get rid of that initial yelling but unsure how to besides ignoring it and leaving. everything else tends to make it worse? idk

[jc-lambert]

Do remember, when we use a cop to do anything with you: you're the paying tric of a high priced prostitute. Especially when he does things like pee on your caged daughter while working his 8th & 9th steps with you over the phone. Do you enjoy hearing your daughter cry in the background of phone conversations? Do you want her tongue cut out of her mouth in school? Teachers will do that here on stage for our family. Why? They need a tax deduction or reduced rent. So, you sort of just paid the cop you cracked jokes on in Lyon County with everything you own in Emporia to rape and murder your own daughter, and I was only the 3rd Party Broker in the middle of the business juncture. How much does your karma suck now?

My grandmother was a Luinstra. That mean's I'm the pimp of each officer in this city.

Officer: drop your pants and slap Teal in the eye with your peepee. Im sure she might enjoy that.

[captainexplody]

PeePee Pete

Peter Slazenger walks into the old school gymnasium that he used to frequent about twenty years ago. It still looks the same as he remembers, although it's a little smaller. Maybe that's because now he's a little taller. The gymnasium is full (figuratively, not literally) of other people who are exactly the same age or also roughly around the same age as him, as if they were all grouped together at one point based on the year they were born. Of course I am talking about a high school class reunion, or a secondary school class reunion if you live in a country that is not the United States but is the United Kingdom. I am unsure what other countries call the part of school after primary school, I apologise for my ignorance, but also I have no intentions of looking it up simply to make this part of this paragraph be more geographically accurate. It's not necessary to the story.

Anyway so Peter Slazenger walks into the gymnasium and looks around, seeing all the old faces he used to know and hasn't kept up with in twenty or so years because he moved on with his life and his time at school didn't define the rest of his life. He waves cheerily at some of the old faces he remembers seeing, but before he can go to greet some of them he can see a big face lumbering towards him, and also the rest of the mans body accompanies the big face.

Joe Beets: Hey it's PeePee Pete!

Peter Slazenger sighs, the man with the big face doesn't seem to pick up on his displeasure.

Joe Beets: Wow PeePee, how ya been buddy?

Peter Slazenger: My name is Peter.

Joe Beets: Yeah yeah, PeePee Peter! I remember, man. Remember how everyone used to call you PeePee Pete? I remember.

Peter Slazenger remembers. The man with the big face who I guess I've called Joe turns around and starts yelling at someone else.

Joe Beets: HEY CARL! CARL C'MERE! LOOK WHO IT IS!

A loud voice calls from across the gymnasium. The source of the voice is hidden inside a group of people.

Carl Johnston: WHO IS IT?

Joe Beets: IT'S PEEPEE PETE! OL' PEEPEE IS HERE!

Carl Johnston: NO WAY PEEPEE MADE IT?! HOLD ON I'M COMING OVER!

A man pushes his way through the crowd of people, even though he could easily have walked around them, and he walks over to Peter with a huge smile on his face. The people around him start craning their necks at Peter, wondering why people are yelling at/about him.

Carl Johnston: No fucking way, it's PeePee Pete! Boy I haven't seen you in twenty years!

Peter Slazenger: Yes I know, this is our twenty year school reunion. Obviously it's been twenty years since you last saw me.

Carl Johnston: Ha you're still fucking weird, PeePee.

Peter Slazenger: My name is Peter. Please stop calling me PeePee.

Carl Johnston: Ha! That's exactly what you used to say all those years ago!

A woman walks up to Carl inqusitively.

Sandra Hamhands: Why do you guys keep calling him 'PeePee Pete'?

Joe slaps Peter on the back enthusiastically as him and Carl laugh together.

Joe Beets: It's because this guy peed himself when we were in school!

Sandra Hamhands: He did?

Peter Slazinger: No I didn't. Somebody splashed water on my pants once and then everyone said I peed myself but I didn't.

Carl Johnston: You totally did!

Peter Slazinger: No I didn't.

Joe Beets: That's not the way we remember it!

Peter Slazinger: I am very aware of the way you remember it, it is incorrect.

Carl Johnston: Yeah you pissed your pants good that day.

Peter Slazinger: No I didn't.

The woman can clearly see the way this is going, and tries to steer the conversation into a more lighthearted direction.

Sandra Hamhands: So Peter, what are you doing for a job these days?

Peter Slazinger: I'm a brain surgeon.

Sandra Hamhands: Wow that's incredible!

Carl Johnston: Must be pretty hard to cut up a guys brain with piss all over your hands, right PeePee?

The woman narrows her eyes at Carl.

Sandra Hamhands: And what do you do with yourself, Carl?

Carl Johnston: Oh I don't have a job. I never learned how to read.

Sandra Hamhands: ... I see. And Joe?

Joe Beets: I pull weeds out of the sidewalk. I don't do it for money though, just for the love of the game.

Sandra Hamhands: ... Uh huh. Well, I'm gonna go over here now. It was nice seeing you again Peter, maybe we'll chat later.

Peter Slazinger: Sounds good.

Sandra walks away from Carl and Joe, giving them a weird look. Neither of the men pick up on it.

Carl Johnston: Wow still scaring the girls away PeePee?

Joe Beets: Probably because of all that piss on your hands, huh?

Joe and Carl start laughing uproariously together, as Peter Slazinger just watches them. Some people never learn, they just don't understand. They just never grow out of their childish ways, even twenty years later. Some people just can't be saved. Anyway a day after this both Carl and Joe drowned. Freak boat accident, nobody saw it coming. That's it.

[beingpeople]

And you again will say “We are being lenient for you only deserve a slap on the wrist”

When the truth is I deserve to stand over your graves where I will do a peepee onto your coffin.

It is your selfishness that permits you to say things like “It is not our responsibility to take care of others. It is their own responsibility.”

It is your “me me me”