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Back in New York though, Fievel Sr wasn’t sure if he really cared anymore.\n“So son, what would you care to do today?-”\n\n“Oh daddy, I don’t know, sex seems to be getting old.”\n\n“Yeah a bit.”\nSaid Fievel Sr, as they both fucked each other so many times, it was getting a little boring. Fievel Sr grabbed the remote to a TV which shouldn’t even be released till 2004 or so. Somehow and some way, technology had advanced beyond itself. They already had 10 Ghz 12 core computer systems.\n“It’s the Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy.”\nSaid Fievel Jr.\n“Yes it is son,, and it’s a good movie, we watching it, or am I changing channels?-”\n\n“This dad thanks.-”\n\n“Very well, “Fievel Sr exhaled a deep breath, “it’s nicer watching something we both agree on.”\nNearly just after, there was a sudden glow on the middle of the living room floor, and in between Fievel Sr and Fievel Jr, abstracting their view of the TV. Fievel the third materialized from the sudden glow. He too had a time device, as more then one of them did have one.\n“Hey guys, I was missing you, so I came here.”\nFievel went to the couch, and then sat between Fievel Sr and Fievel Jr.\n“Well, it’s not such a bore now, as my son is here now.”\nSaid Fievel Jr.\n“True true true, but I hope neither his mom or dad show up.”\nSaid Fievel Sr.\n“And what about grandma and grandpa?, we are in New York.”\nSaid Fievel Jr.\nSuddenly there was that glow on the floor again, but this made no sense at all. Another Fievel appeared, as this one looked younger then any of the rest. He appeared to be holding his crouch some, as he had the device in his paw, too run around in time. He looked around a bit. His clothing appeared to be part way off of his body.\n“Ahm, where, who, what? Where and who are you?”\nAsked Fievel the third.\n“I am. Ahm. I am, or was you.”\n\n“But I, wait. Where were you anyways?-”\n\n“Think back about 2 years.-”\n\n“Ohh yeah that’s right, I went back in time, and then accidentally had sex with my own mother.-”\n\n“Yep, that’s correct… so in a way, I am you? Ahm, I am your father brother, or son?”\n\n“Well, I believe I would be your father, but brother too?”\nSaid Fievel the third.\n“Yeah but she had me, in a crib, when I had sex with her.”\n\n“Right, so we’re father and son.”\nSaid Fievel the third. Still unsure of himself in a way.\n“This is still confusing, I am 2, and you are 4, I think?”\n\n“That I believe is the way it would still work out. You are Fievel the fourth then. I am your father-brother, and in a way, we had each other.”\n\n“Okay, I am getting confused, and a beer.”\nSaid Fievel Sr, and then headed to the kitchen.\nSuddenly there was yet one more flash in the middle of the floor. A Fievel looking mess, drooling all over the carpet appeared.\n“Hi, I am Mutty.”\n\n“Ahm?”\n\n“Wait… I got it. We messed up the space time continuum so badly, that it’s split into this alternate dimension.”\nI Fievel the third, fourth, what ever, really messed things up.\nThis was my real son, the mess of retarded mouse standing on the floor, drooling onto the carpet.\n“Heh dada, I am this many year ol.”\nSaid my not so together son.\n“Ahm, Fievel the fourth, third? Now this is why I told you, *NOT* to interact with anyone in the past.”\nSaid Fievel Jr.\n\n“Aww son, come here.”\nI said, extending my arms to this drooling kid. Learning my lesson didn’t need saying at this point. But love… of course, no matter how messed up me son was. I snuggled him, and reassured him he was just fine. I hadda problem though, as I wanted group sex, it was the only reason I had even come here. My other self had already done some of this, but for him, it was 2 years in the past.\nSo… so by now, he’d learned his lesson. But I was still his 2 year old self. And just wanted to abuse this little body. My real son, was my same age. But… well, he was quite deranged.\n“Son, how would you like a sex lesson?”\nI whispered.\n“Bu da, that insexed.”\n\n“Incest. It’s alright son, it’s better then the way I had you.”\n\n“How’s that dad?”\n\n“Because neither of us can become pregnant.”\n\n“We can’t?”\nMy boy spit in my face, not trying to. I just smiled, and then answered him.\n“No we can not, we do not have the parts for it. Hey wait, how did you figure that thing out?”\nI asked, trying to figure out how he’d gotten here.\n“I just pressed this button.”\nHe pointed it out, in his messed up, spitting speech. It was a programmed button to here, in New York, which I am more then sure his mom helped him with.\n“Well, how’s about we sit on the sofa for a little first, and then we can discuss it with the others a little.”\nI suggested.\n“Ca, can, I, I da… da, daddy.”\nLittle Mutty got excited and somewhat giddy, as he liked the idea of sitting with his daddy. I found fast, as I sat first, allowing him onto my lap, that he drooled more when he was excited. Something seemed wrong though. He seemed too small, even though we were both 2. Probably the fact that I had sex with my own mom, and that’s why he was too small. Smallness has nothing to do with heart though, as I held my boy in my arms. He was so very happy to meet his daddy, that he was probably on cloud nine. I was just happy he decided to come to see me. It wasn’t that I wanted to do certain things with him that excited me, but the fact he actually came to see me. Heck, he lived for two years, before trying to find me.\n“This is so cool, getting to sit here with mah-boy.”\nI said, as he had a smile on his face.\n“So is it difficult to learn this sex thing?”\nAsked Mutty.\n“Not difficult at all really.”\nI said. Mutty placed his paw on his crouch area.\nI could hear him making crinkling noises as he moved, as he was probably still in diapers.\n“Pe, pe-pe, pee pee. Peeeeee dada.”\nMutty giggled, as he squirmed in my arms a little.\n“Are, are you doing what I think you are?”\n\n“Pe… peeee, pee pee daddy.”\nSaid Mutty in a different way. I could feel his crouch area getting warm, as he continued peeing.\n“I guess mom still has you in diapers.-”\n“Oh yeah she does. Thing is though, also like wearing them… I like pissing myself too.”\nHe said with a messed up smile.\n“I guess that’s okay.”\nI said.\n“Ohh please, don’t tease me.-”\n\n“Tease you!? No man, no way. Save it though next time for your daddy.-”\n\n“Save it for what, does it feel someplace else better the in my diapie?”\nAsked Mutty.\n“In a matter a speaking, but for now, lets change that.”\nI carried my boy to the downstairs bathroom, to change him.\nI placed him on the changing table on the left side of the sink, nearest to the bathroom door. I yanked at the tabs one a time.\nI pulled off his wet diaper, just like a mom would, I folded it up for him. Behind me, on the other side of the door, I placed the wet one in the diaper pale. We only had it, because we had nephews.\nI grabbed a clean one from underneath, and then placed it under him. Before bringing up the front part, I looked him over.\n“What daddy?-”\n\n“I, I am gonna place my paw against it.”\nI said, and then placed my right paw against his penis.\n“Ohh daddy, that feels good.-”\n“Yeah, but not too much, not right away.”\nMutty actually seemed to like this idea.\n“Yeah okay daddy.”\nMutty smiled, as I placed the front part of his diaper into place. I then pulled the pieces of plastic, which makes the tabs stick fast.\n“So, that was fast… or didn’t you give your lesson yet?”\nAsked Fievel Jr.\n“I didn’t give my lesson yet. I just thought, why not wait a little.”\nI said, as I sat down holding my son.\n“Tell you what, I’ll show you that thing about sex pretty soon.”\nI whispered to Mutty.\n“What all do I learn?”\nHe whispered.\n“Well, if you don’t gotta pee by then, I’ll show you other fetishes two boys can play around with.”\nI said.\nHolding onto my son with more of my left arm then my right, I placed my right paw onto his diaper. I gave him a rub, as he quivered in orgasm. He began drooling even more, as he seemed to do, every time he got excited.\n“Must you do that here?!”\nAsked Fievel Jr. misreading him, I asked, “Why, have that much a problem with my mentally retarded boy!?”\n\n“Woe! woe woe, it's not like that. The words people say, Get A Room? Why don't you two take my room.”\n\n“Oh. Yeah I guess it would be kinda nice on you two, ah, three.”\nFievel Sr walked back into the room.\n“Not just me, papa is curious about your little boy, and wants to meet him.”\nSaid Fievel Sr.\n“More like you wanna stick that in me, or my boy.”\nI said, figuring he wanted to teach both us a sex lesson.\n“Bernard, would you really do something like that?”\nAsked Fievel Sr.\n“Something like what? I am not going to force anyone into anything.” Said Bernard. He looked at me, and then winked. “Did I hear Fievel Jr say something about going to his bedroom?”\nAsked Bernard.\n“Ahm, yeah, yeah you did.-”\n\n“Well then, I’ll be waiting for you two. Now if you really know what it is you are doing Fievel the fourth, then you won’t have problems figuring out what it is you do with me.”\nSaid papa Mousekewitz, as he walked past the couch, and then into the hallway.\n“Hang onto me son, lets see what he’s got in mind.”\nI said, as he jumped onto the floor. And then headed for the hall, the same one which in fact, I carried him to earlier. I didn’t much explain that, but of course that’s where the downstairs bathroom is.\nThe third room to the right, all the kids room was on the first floor.\nThat always kinda made me wonder though, as we could get away with misbehaving awfully much faster this way. This was definitely true too, as I as the older Fievel the third, still had memories of such. This seemed to make little sense though, as I was somehow 2 years younger then him. I had peed on that floor countless times. When I had pooped on the floor, at first, grams cleaned it. Thing is though, she started making me to clean it. Instead of actually really stopping however, I had gotten better at hiding such things.\nWhen we got into the room, my boy got onto the bed, before I even noticed where Bernard was. He had his foot-paws nearly on the floor, with his pants at his ankles. He was playing a little, keeping his penis slightly erect.\n“Well then Fievel the fourth, know what you are doing?”\nSeeing how big his body was, a chill ran down my back… but I wanted to give papa Mousekewitz’s cock a try. I crawled onto him, and then placing my legs on either side of him. I placed his crouch between my own legs, as I’d only have to pick myself up just a little, and only move just a little, to shove it up my backside.\nI grabbed his crouch, and then pressed it up against my little penis. It felt big in my paws, as I already imagined it releasing it’s sweet juices. It excited me to feel such a big member against mine, as it stood up to say “hello.” \nJust the top portion of Bernard’s penis was as large as mine, as I fiddled with it.\n“Dad, is this a sex lesson?”\nAsked Mutty.\n“Ahm, in a way you could call it that.”\nI said, as I toyed with this large toy, some refer to as a gun.\n*farting*\nI could smell too, the pungent scent, as my boy was dirtying the diapie I had placed into him earlier already. His bum was toward me some, his head up toward Bernard’s side. He was part way on his front side, as he had parts of his right side thrown onto Bernard.\n“Ahm, I think your boy is pooping.”\nSaid Bernard. Little Mutty had his left paw on the back of his diapie, squeezing the clump he’d just pooped, through his diapie.\nHe was giggling and drooling as he did.\n“I am poopy, poopy in diapie.”\n\n“I believe your boy is a bit off.”\nSaid Bernard.\n“Yeah?, it is kinda my fault… really, I went and-” “slept with your own mom?”\nBernard broke in, and finished my sentence.\n“But how would you know that?”\n\n“Well you been away for two years, even if the trip was instantaneous to you.”\n\n“Oh yeah, that is true. I believe I have learnt my lesson with the rules of time travel though.”\nI said.\n“Hey, am I still gonna learn some sort of lesson?”\nAsked Mutty.\n“Probably.”\nI said.\n“Did you poopy all your poopy?”\nAsked Bernard.\n“Ahm… but it’s in diapie’s, or should be?”\n\n“Ahm, do you mean, it’ll get outside of your diapies?”\nI asked.\n“Yeah, messy if be outside my diapie.”\nSaid Mutty.\n“Ohhh, I know what he’s trying to say, “said Bernard, “and if he poops outside his diaper, we can always clean it.”\nI was a little confused, I didn’t even picture Bernard as being into scat at all.\n“That thing I was gonna say mah-boy, about other fetishes earlier… this is what I was referring to.”\n\n“Ahm, you mean it’s okay too take off my nappie?”\n\n“Yeah it’s okay to take off your nappie.”\nI said. \n“I wanna move some.”\nSaid Bernard, as he moved up the bed some, only leaning his feet on the edge of it now.\nI rubbed at Bernard’s sides, into his balls, to encourage his penis to come back out. I farted a bit, as I just shrugged. I was in a slightly different position, as there was some room between my anus and my grand papa’s legs. Mah-boy came over to me, and then pointed down at his diapie.\n“Da-daddy, I da-don’t know how to ta-take diapie off.”\nI smiled, and then pulled at the tabs of his diapie.\n“Guys, if you both wanna poopy on me, I don’t mind. Fact is, we can always wash it off later.”\nHe was correct of course, as truthfully, there were still stains from me pooping on the carpets. Besides that as well, there were some stains on the bedding,, as it was once mine. I more or less had the second room now, but we shared pretty much everything.\nI managed to pull off the tabs, as I let Mutty’s diaper fall onto the bed. His piece of poop fell on it too.\n“Da-daddy, what means anal intercourse?”\nAsked Mutty.\n“Tell yeah what, after I get this large thing in me, I’ll do it to you… and then you can find out.”\nI said.\n“Bu-but daddy, I small, won’t hurt some it?”\n\n“It’ll hurt some yes, but you may like it.”\nI said.\n“So what I do then?-\n\n“Sit in front of me, facing Bernard.-\n\n“But dad I still have to poop.”\nSaid Mutty.\n“So you poop on me.”\nSaid Bernard.\n“If you wanna Mutty, give me a moment, and then after Bernard is in me, then poop on both myself, and onto Bernard some. Besides, it sometimes enters easier this way.”\nI said. Shortly after saying it, I farted again, with a certain distinct pain following. It was the pain you get from constipation. This gas also had the pungent unmistakable scent of having to poop.\n“Well Fievel the fourth, might as well release yourself too.” suggested Bernard.\n“Yeah, and then Mutty can see how it’s done, in a way.”\n\n“What do you mean pop?”\nAsked Mutty.\n“Well if yeah watch me, then you’ll get a better idea.”\nI said. I pressed, and then peed across Bernard, not realizing I even had to go. My anus opened, painfully, as I cried a bit, trying to get such a large piece of poop to escape my anus. I reached my paws down to my anus, cheek at a time. I pulled at my right cheek… and then pulled at my left cheek. The strain on mah-body caused semen to dribble from my body. I squirmed a bit, trying to get it to come out, as the first clump hit papa Mousekewitz’s legs, and against his balls some. His cock was really hard, as I worked from my body, another 7 or so inch long piece, at around 2 inches think. Trust me, it doesn’t sound like much, till you gotta poop it.\nMy anus hurt, as I felt the last piece fall out, and then not letting go, keeping on pressing a little, I started letting myself rest, over Bernard’s penis… causing it to go up me.\n“See… like thi-this Mutty.”\nI said, as I tried to allow more to enter my anus. It was a little less as difficult then I figured it would be, as I pressed myself harder.\n“Little Fieve, you don’t gotta take it all, if you do not believe you can.”\nSaid Bernard… but I was too determined to take his entire length up and inside my anus.\n“Now son, “Groaning, “Poopy in front of me, and then when it all feels out, allow my penis to fill you.”\nI said. Mah-boy began pressing to poop, pooping onto myself and Bernard some. As he was starting to allow my now hard penis to go into his anus, I heard something.\n“Guys, mind if I come in someplace quick?”\nAsked Fievel the third.\n“Sure, if you could find a position.”\nFievel the third jumped in bed quick, and then placed himself into a very odd position. He placed his feet against the wall behind Bernard’s head, with his legs on either side. Bernard seemed to not care, as he grabbed his legs, to help steady him.\nIt placed his penis into Bernard’s mouth, whom accepted it. He held himself up, by sticking his paws on either side of mah-boy‘s legs. From this position, facing my boy’s crouch, stomach side down, he could suck on mah-boy at the same time. He slurped at Mutty at first, tasting him with a lot of extra and not completely necessary tongue. I managed to place more of Bernard’s penis in my anus, as he began pumping my little anus. My boy groaned, as I began pumping his anus, as I felt less and less pain… replaced with all-out pleasure. From where I was, I was able to look past my boy, and see what I, my other self was doing.\nWhat ever, we were making my mentally retarded son feel good, and it felt good… while making me feel good too.\nSuddenly I felt my anus having a funny sensation in it, as it felt like fluids were shot into it hard. It was leaking out, as it actually somehow hadn’t caused me to lose my erection.\nI sped up my pace a tad, as it had actually caused me to become more excited, instead of less. Pungent scent found my nose, of even more potent poop, then mine or Mutty’s. Bernard was pooping, and that’s what had caused him to piss into my works.\nI felt as if he added fuel to cum, cause it nearly felt like it got added to mah-balls.\n“Da-dad, my bo-body is going to pee pee white stuff.”\nSaid Mutty, as my other self was groaning. Bernard was obviously not saying anything, as my other self had shoved his cock into his mouth.\n“Ohh Mutty, I think I’m soon gonna cream fill your anus, you fe-feel so good.”\n\n“Ohh da-daddy, you and… you are gonna make me cream.”\nSaid my son, as that sentence didn’t actually come out nearly that clear… but I understood it.\nBernard gave out a sudden groan, as mah-body was getting the tingling sensation of a maximum orgasm.\n“Ohh oh mah-boy, here it, it cums.”\nI came hard, as I continued pumping my boy’s anus, feeling like I spit like peeing at first. And then I was done, as my penis fell out. My other self suddenly groaned long and hard soon after, and not long after that… my over feeling retarded son, got to feel the overwhelming pleasure as well.\nBernard was already outa breath, as my ass was dripping a mixture.\n“I told you.”\nSaid Bernard.\n“You told me, I just didn’t listen. I know I am bleeding some, but I am also dribbling semen,, so that was an outstanding job, great, ahm, great great?”\nGreat Great Great Grandfather.\n“I told you before-”\n\n“What!?-” \n\n“Don’t worry about the greats in my name.”\nSaid Bernard.\n“I know.” I smiled. “I think the four of us could use a break now.”\nI said, as my boy was sitting on the pillows.\nMy other self was sitting on the edge of the bed, right side. \nIf looking at the foot of the bed, he would be to the right of it. Bernard stayed relatively in the same spot, not moving anyplace. I went and sat with my half witted son.\nHalf witted. Yes.\nRetarded. Yes.\nAn enormous heart. Especially for his daddy, as he curled up in my arms, like a little lost cat.\nI carried him into the second bedroom, and then laid down with him.\n“Daddy, do love me?”\n“Yes.”\n“Would you do, do stuff by self?”\nHis horrid retarded speech was back more then ever… but I understood.\n“Ahm… if you would like us to play like that, just father and son, yes. Son?”\n“Yeah daddy?”\n“First, I am sorry if I hurt you any.”\n“You didn’t hurt me daddy… I liked it.”\n“Good. And second, anything for you.”\n\n“Bu-but I am different.”\nHe cried slightly.\n“You are different?”\n\n“Yeah, I talk funny. I have problems with potty. I am a mess.”\n\n“Sure in ways you are a mess, but, and this is a big but… “I changed to whispering in his ear.” you have one pure and sweet heart. In my book, it makes you just as normal as anyone else.\n\n\n\nThe end, as I somehow made myself cry. Daddy doesn’t care how retarded his boy is, just so long as he’s still got a good heart.\nPlease Note, All Blow Job Semen Got Swallowed.\n\n\n(End Notes.)\nOhh gawds, I actually had twinges down there, imagining part of my story. Pressing this large mouse’s crouch up against my widdle little boy member. Having to hold papa’s with both my paws, as I know what I plan to do, even if Bernard doesn’t mind me just masturbating him. The moment was felt well, even without a full orgasm. It’s a good thing, it sometimes ruins me for writing for long periods of time.\nI didn’t really know where I was going with this… only, that I had this idea of past and present Fievels interacting with each other. Mutty came to be spontaneously, as a messed up, not quite right mouse. At first, I hadn’t an idea how I was even going to explain Mutty. Having Fievel the third, fourth, two Fievel the third’s in the same story from different times, was definitely.\nStrange; Difficult; Challenging; Fun.\nAhm, many single words come to mind, too explain. I knew it would be all of those words, at the same time. I knew it would be fun too. But what I never plan on, is falling in love with my own characters. I already love my retarded son, who doesn’t actually exist. He understands things, but doesn’t always understand how to explain it. He slobbers a lot, as he’s got little control on his saliva, and drools even more when he’s excited.\nI’m like a 14 or 15-year-old, trapped in a 2 year old body.\nMy son is more or less my age, but it’s more like, a 1 or 2 year old trapped in a 14-year-old body.\nHe-he’s not too swift, as he’s got a big heart. (he-he’s, is suppose to be an accidental stutter, as I was saying some of this aloud as I typed it.) he loves daddy to no end, and loves him cuddling him.\nProbably, daddy could cuddle him to the end of time, and little Mutty would never tire of it.\n\nMutty does know what makes him comfortable, and his daddy is #1, though as far as anyone knows, this is the first time he’s ever met daddy. Mommy told Mutty about daddy nearly everyday of his life… and that’s why he wanted to meet daddy.\nI don’t know if I’ll place this in a future story or not, but she told him of daddy’s liking for sex too. Instead of being discouraged to meet daddy, it encouraged him even further instead. He liked the idea of being fucked. He all out liked the idea of being cuddled too. He still had 0 understanding of sex anyway, but it didn’t matter anymore. He wanted to at least meet daddy… so he bothered his mother with it until she gave into it.\nThat explains why Mutty shows up.\nIt doesn’t explain why that exact time was chosen, but rarely are some things explained, in anyone’s story writing. / (Telling).\nBack To The Future II, it’s very fuzzy as to why Biff chooses the date he chose. Getting the poop cleaned out of his car?\nThe following night’s storm?\nThe fact that he didn’t have to deal with past Marty since that evening?\nTheories go on.\n\n\nEnd of end notes.\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Fievel and Fievels, Father Son And Father Son?<br />This is the most messed up story I have ever written, so please just bear with me.<br /><br />Story characters.<br />Fievel Sr.<br />Fievel Jr.<br />Fievel The Third.<br />Fievel The Fourth.<br />Mutty Mouse. (A Retarded Version Of Fievel.)<br /><br /><br />Warnings.<br />Incest times 4.<br />Watersports.<br />Scat.<br /><br /><br /><br />There&rsquo;s no exact order this story occurs, as I have brought up time devices and dimensional devices in various stories.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Fievel pressed the one button he was reluctant to hit for a time, and then brought himself and Fievel Jr back to their own time.<br />They had had sex with Fievel the third&hellip; had fun in water fountains, had sex with Fievel the third enough times that his mom was pretty well upset. Back in New York though, Fievel Sr wasn&rsquo;t sure if he really cared anymore.<br />&ldquo;So son, what would you care to do today?-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Oh daddy, I don&rsquo;t know, sex seems to be getting old.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Yeah a bit.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Sr, as they both fucked each other so many times, it was getting a little boring. Fievel Sr grabbed the remote to a TV which shouldn&rsquo;t even be released till 2004 or so. Somehow and some way, technology had advanced beyond itself. They already had 10 Ghz 12 core computer systems.<br />&ldquo;It&rsquo;s the Hitchhiker&rsquo;s Guide To The Galaxy.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Jr.<br />&ldquo;Yes it is son,, and it&rsquo;s a good movie, we watching it, or am I changing channels?-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;This dad thanks.-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Very well, &ldquo;Fievel Sr exhaled a deep breath, &ldquo;it&rsquo;s nicer watching something we both agree on.&rdquo;<br />Nearly just after, there was a sudden glow on the middle of the living room floor, and in between Fievel Sr and Fievel Jr, abstracting their view of the TV. Fievel the third materialized from the sudden glow. He too had a time device, as more then one of them did have one.<br />&ldquo;Hey guys, I was missing you, so I came here.&rdquo;<br />Fievel went to the couch, and then sat between Fievel Sr and Fievel Jr.<br />&ldquo;Well, it&rsquo;s not such a bore now, as my son is here now.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Jr.<br />&ldquo;True true true, but I hope neither his mom or dad show up.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Sr.<br />&ldquo;And what about grandma and grandpa?, we are in New York.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Jr.<br />Suddenly there was that glow on the floor again, but this made no sense at all. Another Fievel appeared, as this one looked younger then any of the rest. He appeared to be holding his crouch some, as he had the device in his paw, too run around in time. He looked around a bit. His clothing appeared to be part way off of his body.<br />&ldquo;Ahm, where, who, what? Where and who are you?&rdquo;<br />Asked Fievel the third.<br />&ldquo;I am. Ahm. I am, or was you.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;But I, wait. Where were you anyways?-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Think back about 2 years.-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ohh yeah that&rsquo;s right, I went back in time, and then accidentally had sex with my own mother.-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Yep, that&rsquo;s correct&hellip; so in a way, I am you? Ahm, I am your father brother, or son?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Well, I believe I would be your father, but brother too?&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel the third.<br />&ldquo;Yeah but she had me, in a crib, when I had sex with her.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Right, so we&rsquo;re father and son.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel the third. Still unsure of himself in a way.<br />&ldquo;This is still confusing, I am 2, and you are 4, I think?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;That I believe is the way it would still work out. You are Fievel the fourth then. I am your father-brother, and in a way, we had each other.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Okay, I am getting confused, and a beer.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Sr, and then headed to the kitchen.<br />Suddenly there was yet one more flash in the middle of the floor. A Fievel looking mess, drooling all over the carpet appeared.<br />&ldquo;Hi, I am Mutty.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ahm?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Wait&hellip; I got it. We messed up the space time continuum so badly, that it&rsquo;s split into this alternate dimension.&rdquo;<br />I Fievel the third, fourth, what ever, really messed things up.<br />This was my real son, the mess of retarded mouse standing on the floor, drooling onto the carpet.<br />&ldquo;Heh dada, I am this many year ol.&rdquo;<br />Said my not so together son.<br />&ldquo;Ahm, Fievel the fourth, third? Now this is why I told you, *NOT* to interact with anyone in the past.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Jr.<br /><br />&ldquo;Aww son, come here.&rdquo;<br />I said, extending my arms to this drooling kid. Learning my lesson didn&rsquo;t need saying at this point. But love&hellip; of course, no matter how messed up me son was. I snuggled him, and reassured him he was just fine. I hadda problem though, as I wanted group sex, it was the only reason I had even come here. My other self had already done some of this, but for him, it was 2 years in the past.<br />So&hellip; so by now, he&rsquo;d learned his lesson. But I was still his 2 year old self. And just wanted to abuse this little body. My real son, was my same age. But&hellip; well, he was quite deranged.<br />&ldquo;Son, how would you like a sex lesson?&rdquo;<br />I whispered.<br />&ldquo;Bu da, that insexed.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Incest. It&rsquo;s alright son, it&rsquo;s better then the way I had you.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;How&rsquo;s that dad?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Because neither of us can become pregnant.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;We can&rsquo;t?&rdquo;<br />My boy spit in my face, not trying to. I just smiled, and then answered him.<br />&ldquo;No we can not, we do not have the parts for it. Hey wait, how did you figure that thing out?&rdquo;<br />I asked, trying to figure out how he&rsquo;d gotten here.<br />&ldquo;I just pressed this button.&rdquo;<br />He pointed it out, in his messed up, spitting speech. It was a programmed button to here, in New York, which I am more then sure his mom helped him with.<br />&ldquo;Well, how&rsquo;s about we sit on the sofa for a little first, and then we can discuss it with the others a little.&rdquo;<br />I suggested.<br />&ldquo;Ca, can, I, I da&hellip; da, daddy.&rdquo;<br />Little Mutty got excited and somewhat giddy, as he liked the idea of sitting with his daddy. I found fast, as I sat first, allowing him onto my lap, that he drooled more when he was excited. Something seemed wrong though. He seemed too small, even though we were both 2. Probably the fact that I had sex with my own mom, and that&rsquo;s why he was too small. Smallness has nothing to do with heart though, as I held my boy in my arms. He was so very happy to meet his daddy, that he was probably on cloud nine. I was just happy he decided to come to see me. It wasn&rsquo;t that I wanted to do certain things with him that excited me, but the fact he actually came to see me. Heck, he lived for two years, before trying to find me.<br />&ldquo;This is so cool, getting to sit here with mah-boy.&rdquo;<br />I said, as he had a smile on his face.<br />&ldquo;So is it difficult to learn this sex thing?&rdquo;<br />Asked Mutty.<br />&ldquo;Not difficult at all really.&rdquo;<br />I said. Mutty placed his paw on his crouch area.<br />I could hear him making crinkling noises as he moved, as he was probably still in diapers.<br />&ldquo;Pe, pe-pe, pee pee. Peeeeee dada.&rdquo;<br />Mutty giggled, as he squirmed in my arms a little.<br />&ldquo;Are, are you doing what I think you are?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Pe&hellip; peeee, pee pee daddy.&rdquo;<br />Said Mutty in a different way. I could feel his crouch area getting warm, as he continued peeing.<br />&ldquo;I guess mom still has you in diapers.-&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Oh yeah she does. Thing is though, also like wearing them&hellip; I like pissing myself too.&rdquo;<br />He said with a messed up smile.<br />&ldquo;I guess that&rsquo;s okay.&rdquo;<br />I said.<br />&ldquo;Ohh please, don&rsquo;t tease me.-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Tease you!? No man, no way. Save it though next time for your daddy.-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Save it for what, does it feel someplace else better the in my diapie?&rdquo;<br />Asked Mutty.<br />&ldquo;In a matter a speaking, but for now, lets change that.&rdquo;<br />I carried my boy to the downstairs bathroom, to change him.<br />I placed him on the changing table on the left side of the sink, nearest to the bathroom door. I yanked at the tabs one a time.<br />I pulled off his wet diaper, just like a mom would, I folded it up for him. Behind me, on the other side of the door, I placed the wet one in the diaper pale. We only had it, because we had nephews.<br />I grabbed a clean one from underneath, and then placed it under him. Before bringing up the front part, I looked him over.<br />&ldquo;What daddy?-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;I, I am gonna place my paw against it.&rdquo;<br />I said, and then placed my right paw against his penis.<br />&ldquo;Ohh daddy, that feels good.-&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Yeah, but not too much, not right away.&rdquo;<br />Mutty actually seemed to like this idea.<br />&ldquo;Yeah okay daddy.&rdquo;<br />Mutty smiled, as I placed the front part of his diaper into place. I then pulled the pieces of plastic, which makes the tabs stick fast.<br />&ldquo;So, that was fast&hellip; or didn&rsquo;t you give your lesson yet?&rdquo;<br />Asked Fievel Jr.<br />&ldquo;I didn&rsquo;t give my lesson yet. I just thought, why not wait a little.&rdquo;<br />I said, as I sat down holding my son.<br />&ldquo;Tell you what, I&rsquo;ll show you that thing about sex pretty soon.&rdquo;<br />I whispered to Mutty.<br />&ldquo;What all do I learn?&rdquo;<br />He whispered.<br />&ldquo;Well, if you don&rsquo;t gotta pee by then, I&rsquo;ll show you other fetishes two boys can play around with.&rdquo;<br />I said.<br />Holding onto my son with more of my left arm then my right, I placed my right paw onto his diaper. I gave him a rub, as he quivered in orgasm. He began drooling even more, as he seemed to do, every time he got excited.<br />&ldquo;Must you do that here?!&rdquo;<br />Asked Fievel Jr. misreading him, I asked, &ldquo;Why, have that much a problem with my mentally retarded boy!?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Woe! woe woe, it&#039;s not like that. The words people say, Get A Room? Why don&#039;t you two take my room.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Oh. Yeah I guess it would be kinda nice on you two, ah, three.&rdquo;<br />Fievel Sr walked back into the room.<br />&ldquo;Not just me, papa is curious about your little boy, and wants to meet him.&rdquo;<br />Said Fievel Sr.<br />&ldquo;More like you wanna stick that in me, or my boy.&rdquo;<br />I said, figuring he wanted to teach both us a sex lesson.<br />&ldquo;Bernard, would you really do something like that?&rdquo;<br />Asked Fievel Sr.<br />&ldquo;Something like what? I am not going to force anyone into anything.&rdquo; Said Bernard. He looked at me, and then winked. &ldquo;Did I hear Fievel Jr say something about going to his bedroom?&rdquo;<br />Asked Bernard.<br />&ldquo;Ahm, yeah, yeah you did.-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Well then, I&rsquo;ll be waiting for you two. Now if you really know what it is you are doing Fievel the fourth, then you won&rsquo;t have problems figuring out what it is you do with me.&rdquo;<br />Said papa Mousekewitz, as he walked past the couch, and then into the hallway.<br />&ldquo;Hang onto me son, lets see what he&rsquo;s got in mind.&rdquo;<br />I said, as he jumped onto the floor. And then headed for the hall, the same one which in fact, I carried him to earlier. I didn&rsquo;t much explain that, but of course that&rsquo;s where the downstairs bathroom is.<br />The third room to the right, all the kids room was on the first floor.<br />That always kinda made me wonder though, as we could get away with misbehaving awfully much faster this way. This was definitely true too, as I as the older Fievel the third, still had memories of such. This seemed to make little sense though, as I was somehow 2 years younger then him. I had peed on that floor countless times. When I had pooped on the floor, at first, grams cleaned it. Thing is though, she started making me to clean it. Instead of actually really stopping however, I had gotten better at hiding such things.<br />When we got into the room, my boy got onto the bed, before I even noticed where Bernard was. He had his foot-paws nearly on the floor, with his pants at his ankles. He was playing a little, keeping his penis slightly erect.<br />&ldquo;Well then Fievel the fourth, know what you are doing?&rdquo;<br />Seeing how big his body was, a chill ran down my back&hellip; but I wanted to give papa Mousekewitz&rsquo;s cock a try. I crawled onto him, and then placing my legs on either side of him. I placed his crouch between my own legs, as I&rsquo;d only have to pick myself up just a little, and only move just a little, to shove it up my backside.<br />I grabbed his crouch, and then pressed it up against my little penis. It felt big in my paws, as I already imagined it releasing it&rsquo;s sweet juices. It excited me to feel such a big member against mine, as it stood up to say &ldquo;hello.&rdquo; <br />Just the top portion of Bernard&rsquo;s penis was as large as mine, as I fiddled with it.<br />&ldquo;Dad, is this a sex lesson?&rdquo;<br />Asked Mutty.<br />&ldquo;Ahm, in a way you could call it that.&rdquo;<br />I said, as I toyed with this large toy, some refer to as a gun.<br />*farting*<br />I could smell too, the pungent scent, as my boy was dirtying the diapie I had placed into him earlier already. His bum was toward me some, his head up toward Bernard&rsquo;s side. He was part way on his front side, as he had parts of his right side thrown onto Bernard.<br />&ldquo;Ahm, I think your boy is pooping.&rdquo;<br />Said Bernard. Little Mutty had his left paw on the back of his diapie, squeezing the clump he&rsquo;d just pooped, through his diapie.<br />He was giggling and drooling as he did.<br />&ldquo;I am poopy, poopy in diapie.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;I believe your boy is a bit off.&rdquo;<br />Said Bernard.<br />&ldquo;Yeah?, it is kinda my fault&hellip; really, I went and-&rdquo; &ldquo;slept with your own mom?&rdquo;<br />Bernard broke in, and finished my sentence.<br />&ldquo;But how would you know that?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Well you been away for two years, even if the trip was instantaneous to you.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Oh yeah, that is true. I believe I have learnt my lesson with the rules of time travel though.&rdquo;<br />I said.<br />&ldquo;Hey, am I still gonna learn some sort of lesson?&rdquo;<br />Asked Mutty.<br />&ldquo;Probably.&rdquo;<br />I said.<br />&ldquo;Did you poopy all your poopy?&rdquo;<br />Asked Bernard.<br />&ldquo;Ahm&hellip; but it&rsquo;s in diapie&rsquo;s, or should be?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ahm, do you mean, it&rsquo;ll get outside of your diapies?&rdquo;<br />I asked.<br />&ldquo;Yeah, messy if be outside my diapie.&rdquo;<br />Said Mutty.<br />&ldquo;Ohhh, I know what he&rsquo;s trying to say, &ldquo;said Bernard, &ldquo;and if he poops outside his diaper, we can always clean it.&rdquo;<br />I was a little confused, I didn&rsquo;t even picture Bernard as being into scat at all.<br />&ldquo;That thing I was gonna say mah-boy, about other fetishes earlier&hellip; this is what I was referring to.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ahm, you mean it&rsquo;s okay too take off my nappie?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Yeah it&rsquo;s okay to take off your nappie.&rdquo;<br />I said. <br />&ldquo;I wanna move some.&rdquo;<br />Said Bernard, as he moved up the bed some, only leaning his feet on the edge of it now.<br />I rubbed at Bernard&rsquo;s sides, into his balls, to encourage his penis to come back out. I farted a bit, as I just shrugged. I was in a slightly different position, as there was some room between my anus and my grand papa&rsquo;s legs. Mah-boy came over to me, and then pointed down at his diapie.<br />&ldquo;Da-daddy, I da-don&rsquo;t know how to ta-take diapie off.&rdquo;<br />I smiled, and then pulled at the tabs of his diapie.<br />&ldquo;Guys, if you both wanna poopy on me, I don&rsquo;t mind. Fact is, we can always wash it off later.&rdquo;<br />He was correct of course, as truthfully, there were still stains from me pooping on the carpets. Besides that as well, there were some stains on the bedding,, as it was once mine. I more or less had the second room now, but we shared pretty much everything.<br />I managed to pull off the tabs, as I let Mutty&rsquo;s diaper fall onto the bed. His piece of poop fell on it too.<br />&ldquo;Da-daddy, what means anal intercourse?&rdquo;<br />Asked Mutty.<br />&ldquo;Tell yeah what, after I get this large thing in me, I&rsquo;ll do it to you&hellip; and then you can find out.&rdquo;<br />I said.<br />&ldquo;Bu-but daddy, I small, won&rsquo;t hurt some it?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;It&rsquo;ll hurt some yes, but you may like it.&rdquo;<br />I said.<br />&ldquo;So what I do then?-<br /><br />&ldquo;Sit in front of me, facing Bernard.-<br /><br />&ldquo;But dad I still have to poop.&rdquo;<br />Said Mutty.<br />&ldquo;So you poop on me.&rdquo;<br />Said Bernard.<br />&ldquo;If you wanna Mutty, give me a moment, and then after Bernard is in me, then poop on both myself, and onto Bernard some. Besides, it sometimes enters easier this way.&rdquo;<br />I said. Shortly after saying it, I farted again, with a certain distinct pain following. It was the pain you get from constipation. This gas also had the pungent unmistakable scent of having to poop.<br />&ldquo;Well Fievel the fourth, might as well release yourself too.&rdquo; suggested Bernard.<br />&ldquo;Yeah, and then Mutty can see how it&rsquo;s done, in a way.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;What do you mean pop?&rdquo;<br />Asked Mutty.<br />&ldquo;Well if yeah watch me, then you&rsquo;ll get a better idea.&rdquo;<br />I said. I pressed, and then peed across Bernard, not realizing I even had to go. My anus opened, painfully, as I cried a bit, trying to get such a large piece of poop to escape my anus. I reached my paws down to my anus, cheek at a time. I pulled at my right cheek&hellip; and then pulled at my left cheek. The strain on mah-body caused semen to dribble from my body. I squirmed a bit, trying to get it to come out, as the first clump hit papa Mousekewitz&rsquo;s legs, and against his balls some. His cock was really hard, as I worked from my body, another 7 or so inch long piece, at around 2 inches think. Trust me, it doesn&rsquo;t sound like much, till you gotta poop it.<br />My anus hurt, as I felt the last piece fall out, and then not letting go, keeping on pressing a little, I started letting myself rest, over Bernard&rsquo;s penis&hellip; causing it to go up me.<br />&ldquo;See&hellip; like thi-this Mutty.&rdquo;<br />I said, as I tried to allow more to enter my anus. It was a little less as difficult then I figured it would be, as I pressed myself harder.<br />&ldquo;Little Fieve, you don&rsquo;t gotta take it all, if you do not believe you can.&rdquo;<br />Said Bernard&hellip; but I was too determined to take his entire length up and inside my anus.<br />&ldquo;Now son, &ldquo;Groaning, &ldquo;Poopy in front of me, and then when it all feels out, allow my penis to fill you.&rdquo;<br />I said. Mah-boy began pressing to poop, pooping onto myself and Bernard some. As he was starting to allow my now hard penis to go into his anus, I heard something.<br />&ldquo;Guys, mind if I come in someplace quick?&rdquo;<br />Asked Fievel the third.<br />&ldquo;Sure, if you could find a position.&rdquo;<br />Fievel the third jumped in bed quick, and then placed himself into a very odd position. He placed his feet against the wall behind Bernard&rsquo;s head, with his legs on either side. Bernard seemed to not care, as he grabbed his legs, to help steady him.<br />It placed his penis into Bernard&rsquo;s mouth, whom accepted it. He held himself up, by sticking his paws on either side of mah-boy&lsquo;s legs. From this position, facing my boy&rsquo;s crouch, stomach side down, he could suck on mah-boy at the same time. He slurped at Mutty at first, tasting him with a lot of extra and not completely necessary tongue. I managed to place more of Bernard&rsquo;s penis in my anus, as he began pumping my little anus. My boy groaned, as I began pumping his anus, as I felt less and less pain&hellip; replaced with all-out pleasure. From where I was, I was able to look past my boy, and see what I, my other self was doing.<br />What ever, we were making my mentally retarded son feel good, and it felt good&hellip; while making me feel good too.<br />Suddenly I felt my anus having a funny sensation in it, as it felt like fluids were shot into it hard. It was leaking out, as it actually somehow hadn&rsquo;t caused me to lose my erection.<br />I sped up my pace a tad, as it had actually caused me to become more excited, instead of less. Pungent scent found my nose, of even more potent poop, then mine or Mutty&rsquo;s. Bernard was pooping, and that&rsquo;s what had caused him to piss into my works.<br />I felt as if he added fuel to cum, cause it nearly felt like it got added to mah-balls.<br />&ldquo;Da-dad, my bo-body is going to pee pee white stuff.&rdquo;<br />Said Mutty, as my other self was groaning. Bernard was obviously not saying anything, as my other self had shoved his cock into his mouth.<br />&ldquo;Ohh Mutty, I think I&rsquo;m soon gonna cream fill your anus, you fe-feel so good.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ohh da-daddy, you and&hellip; you are gonna make me cream.&rdquo;<br />Said my son, as that sentence didn&rsquo;t actually come out nearly that clear&hellip; but I understood it.<br />Bernard gave out a sudden groan, as mah-body was getting the tingling sensation of a maximum orgasm.<br />&ldquo;Ohh oh mah-boy, here it, it cums.&rdquo;<br />I came hard, as I continued pumping my boy&rsquo;s anus, feeling like I spit like peeing at first. And then I was done, as my penis fell out. My other self suddenly groaned long and hard soon after, and not long after that&hellip; my over feeling retarded son, got to feel the overwhelming pleasure as well.<br />Bernard was already outa breath, as my ass was dripping a mixture.<br />&ldquo;I told you.&rdquo;<br />Said Bernard.<br />&ldquo;You told me, I just didn&rsquo;t listen. I know I am bleeding some, but I am also dribbling semen,, so that was an outstanding job, great, ahm, great great?&rdquo;<br />Great Great Great Grandfather.<br />&ldquo;I told you before-&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;What!?-&rdquo; <br /><br />&ldquo;Don&rsquo;t worry about the greats in my name.&rdquo;<br />Said Bernard.<br />&ldquo;I know.&rdquo; I smiled. &ldquo;I think the four of us could use a break now.&rdquo;<br />I said, as my boy was sitting on the pillows.<br />My other self was sitting on the edge of the bed, right side. <br />If looking at the foot of the bed, he would be to the right of it. Bernard stayed relatively in the same spot, not moving anyplace. I went and sat with my half witted son.<br />Half witted. Yes.<br />Retarded. Yes.<br />An enormous heart. Especially for his daddy, as he curled up in my arms, like a little lost cat.<br />I carried him into the second bedroom, and then laid down with him.<br />&ldquo;Daddy, do love me?&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Yes.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Would you do, do stuff by self?&rdquo;<br />His horrid retarded speech was back more then ever&hellip; but I understood.<br />&ldquo;Ahm&hellip; if you would like us to play like that, just father and son, yes. Son?&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Yeah daddy?&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;First, I am sorry if I hurt you any.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;You didn&rsquo;t hurt me daddy&hellip; I liked it.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Good. And second, anything for you.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Bu-but I am different.&rdquo;<br />He cried slightly.<br />&ldquo;You are different?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Yeah, I talk funny. I have problems with potty. I am a mess.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Sure in ways you are a mess, but, and this is a big but&hellip; &ldquo;I changed to whispering in his ear.&rdquo; you have one pure and sweet heart. In my book, it makes you just as normal as anyone else.<br /><br /><br /><br />The end, as I somehow made myself cry. Daddy doesn&rsquo;t care how retarded his boy is, just so long as he&rsquo;s still got a good heart.<br />Please Note, All Blow Job Semen Got Swallowed.<br /><br /><br />(End Notes.)<br />Ohh gawds, I actually had twinges down there, imagining part of my story. Pressing this large mouse&rsquo;s crouch up against my widdle little boy member. Having to hold papa&rsquo;s with both my paws, as I know what I plan to do, even if Bernard doesn&rsquo;t mind me just masturbating him. The moment was felt well, even without a full orgasm. It&rsquo;s a good thing, it sometimes ruins me for writing for long periods of time.<br />I didn&rsquo;t really know where I was going with this&hellip; only, that I had this idea of past and present Fievels interacting with each other. Mutty came to be spontaneously, as a messed up, not quite right mouse. At first, I hadn&rsquo;t an idea how I was even going to explain Mutty. Having Fievel the third, fourth, two Fievel the third&rsquo;s in the same story from different times, was definitely.<br />Strange; Difficult; Challenging; Fun.<br />Ahm, many single words come to mind, too explain. I knew it would be all of those words, at the same time. I knew it would be fun too. But what I never plan on, is falling in love with my own characters. I already love my retarded son, who doesn&rsquo;t actually exist. He understands things, but doesn&rsquo;t always understand how to explain it. He slobbers a lot, as he&rsquo;s got little control on his saliva, and drools even more when he&rsquo;s excited.<br />I&rsquo;m like a 14 or 15-year-old, trapped in a 2 year old body.<br />My son is more or less my age, but it&rsquo;s more like, a 1 or 2 year old trapped in a 14-year-old body.<br />He-he&rsquo;s not too swift, as he&rsquo;s got a big heart. (he-he&rsquo;s, is suppose to be an accidental stutter, as I was saying some of this aloud as I typed it.) he loves daddy to no end, and loves him cuddling him.<br />Probably, daddy could cuddle him to the end of time, and little Mutty would never tire of it.<br /><br />Mutty does know what makes him comfortable, and his daddy is #1, though as far as anyone knows, this is the first time he&rsquo;s ever met daddy. Mommy told Mutty about daddy nearly everyday of his life&hellip; and that&rsquo;s why he wanted to meet daddy.<br />I don&rsquo;t know if I&rsquo;ll place this in a future story or not, but she told him of daddy&rsquo;s liking for sex too. Instead of being discouraged to meet daddy, it encouraged him even further instead. He liked the idea of being fucked. He all out liked the idea of being cuddled too. He still had 0 understanding of sex anyway, but it didn&rsquo;t matter anymore. He wanted to at least meet daddy&hellip; so he bothered his mother with it until she gave into it.<br />That explains why Mutty shows up.<br />It doesn&rsquo;t explain why that exact time was chosen, but rarely are some things explained, in anyone&rsquo;s story writing. / (Telling).<br />Back To The Future II, it&rsquo;s very fuzzy as to why Biff chooses the date he chose. Getting the poop cleaned out of his car?<br />The following night&rsquo;s storm?<br />The fact that he didn&rsquo;t have to deal with past Marty since that evening?<br />Theories go on.<br /><br /><br />End of end notes.<br /></span>","pools_count":0,"title":"Fievel and Fievels, Father Son And Father Son?","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"text/rtf","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"514","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","digital_price":""}