THUNK!
“What a day,” yawned Duckers Dinky O’Ducky as he stepped out from his pickup truck.  “Why we had to do so much work outside on such a disco inferno of a day is beyond me.”

PIT-PAT-PIT-PAT!
GLOMP!

“Oof!” the hard working, papa duck gasped as he was suddenly leapt upon and tightly squeezed from behind.

“Hey there, beaky boy!” cried Nishi as he used what was left of his momentum to shimmy himself up the casually dressed, yellow duck daddy.  “Alright if I come hang out with Yosh?”

“Whoa!” the casually-dressed daddy yelped as he tried to remain standing while Nishi climbed up his back.  “Could you please get off me?”

The crystal-blue eyed Yoshi nuzzled his large, round nose into the middle-aged papa’s back.
“Can I borrow your belt??” the orange-colored, Yoshi kid asked in response while squeezing his arms and legs firmly above the bespectacled duck’s chest and hips.  “I want to look like the main character in Kids & Squids!”

CLA-CLASP!

Mr. O’Ducky used his winglike hands to secure Nishi’s arms around his chest.
“What about your belt?” he huffed while starting to regain his balance.

“Mine’s brown to better match my shorts, silly duck-butt!” Nishi stated before releasing the hold his legs had around the middle-aged, yellow duck’s hips.  “Yours is black and also really, really big and would let me have that cool, dangly effect that would make jumping and kicking around Yosh’s room super-duper COOL!”

SCWHIP-SLIDE
PIT-PAT

“Maybe another time,” responded Duckers as he felt the soon-to-be first grader slide off from his back…

FRUMP!

…And  went on to allow gravity to aid him in bringing down his loose-fitting work pants.  

FLIP-CLICK-CLACK-FWUMP!
CLICK-CLACK CLICK

“I thought you may try that,” the proud papa stated after using a well-practiced toe touch and hop to bring back up his pants before the cheeky Yoshi kid, or anyone passing by, could get a look at his undies.  “I’m on to you, Gonzales.”

“Oh, man!” Nishi pouted like a certain well-known fox who was notorious for swiping things that were not his own.  “Can I go back upstairs to play more two-player Kids & Squids with Yosh?”

Duckers positioned a wing behind Nishi and gently nudged him forward.
“As long as you promise to have fun with my son!” he grinned as he stepped backwards and pushed Nishi forward towards the front door of the house.

Realizing he had been outwitted, for now, the young, orange Yoshi fluffed his green-colored vest while increasing his speed towards the entrance to the O’Ducky’s home.
“Thanks, papa duck!” he cheered while reaching for the doorknob.  “No matter what anyone says, you’ll always be the DILF to me!”

CA-CLICK
WHUP
SLIP
KA-THINK!

Duckers sighed before adjusting his glasses upon his beak.
“Golly, gee, golly…”   he sighed as he got his work clothing back in pre-pantsed condition.  “And I thought I was weird as a kid.”


***

“Mellony!” quacked Duckers upon making his way into the O’Ducky family home.

Duckers’ wife, who was a green Yoshi, strode into the foyer of their modest, two-story home.
“Welcome home, sweetie,” she greeted while supporting Yosh’s younger sister, Winry, in her arms.  “Did you remember to buy diapers on your way home?”

“Diapers?” the yellow-feathered father replied with dismay.  “I…”

“It’s okay,” she assured while approaching her frazzled husband, gently clamping his beak with her hand, and then handing Winry over to him to hold in his wing-like arms.  “Mrs. Gonzales called to say that she needed a ride to the store since her hubby has to work overtime to do an emergency photo shoot for some really big client.”

SLUP

“That explains why Nishi jumped me after I got out of the car,” he stated while trying to stop their duck-dino daughter from licking the salty beads of sweat that had been absorbed into his facial feathers and beak.

Mellony couldn’t help but giggle as her exhausted husband did all he could to keep their daughter from using her frog-like tongue to innocently lap at his face.
“Okay, Winry,,” she said as she brought the diaper-clad, yellow-feathered toddler back into her arms.  “Daddy ducky had a really big day and probably really wants to treat himself to a soothing shower to preen the icky-ucky from his sweet cheeks.”  

Duckers blushed as he noticed the way his wife suggestively winked at him.
“I think I have a bit of energy to spare for later tonight,” he stated bashfully as he used a wing to nervously rub at the back of his head.

Mellony batted her eyes and took to as flirty of a pose as she could while keeping their daughter from wriggling away.
“Do we still have any clean outfits?” she asked softly.  “I know you like to workout without me sometimes.”

The bespectacled, yellow duck felt his cheeks burn with heat as his beak let out a steady stream of faint quacking sounds.
“We’re still good,” he replied while feeling the rest of his body start to warm back up despite how refreshingly cool the central air unit was keeping the entirety of their home.  “When are you and Winry heading out with the Gonzales girls?”

“In about fifteen minutes,” the playful mother stated with a smile before gently rubbing her hand below his beak.  “Now go get your shower while the boys are distracted by their video games.”

The middle-aged father gulped as he felt himself getting all worked up for a happy ending after having endured such a sweltering day at work.
“I’m on it!” he cheered before giving both his wife and daughter a kiss on the cheek.  “I’ll see you before lady’s night gets underway.”  

***

The pudgy papa was grateful for Nishi and Yosh having their video game volume turned up enough to hide his footfalls upon the creaky stairs that granted access between the first and second floors of the house.

“Alright,” he thought as a smile formed on his face.  “Now to just grab a change of clothes so that I can get out of this uncomfortable uniform and preen myself like a boss for some midnight delight with my peach.”

***

CLICK-KLUNK

“Ah…,” sighed Duckers as he entered into the downstairs bathroom, flipped on the light, and closed the door behind him.  “Nothing like a nice shower to get out all that tension.”

FLICK
WHIRR

The soft hum of the bathroom fan came to life to block out whatever sounds had faintly made their way into the windowless sanctuary.

WHUP

Duckers took the clothes he was carrying from his room and sat them on a shelf beside the sink.  
“Oh, kazoodles,” he sighed while staring at his weathered reflection in the mirror.  “This old duck just ain’t what he used to be.”

FWIP-SCHLIP
FWOOMF

Duckers thought of how he had once wished to have a mature-looking face that was just like the one staring back at him.  Especially after he removed his polo shirt, tossed it in the hamper beneath the sink, and got to see how his pubic feathers had grown out exponentially in a noticeably asymmetrical pattern across his chest.  
“Maybe I should just shave it all off?” he considered while fidgeting with his breast to see if it had finally gone full man boob.  “It’s not like anyone besides Mellony would ever really see me without a shirt on.”

CA-CLICK
FWOO-IP!
CLINK
POP-ZIP
FWRUMPF

The daddy ducky removed his belt, unfastened his pants,   and used his sock-covered, webbed feet to playfully lift his dropped trousers up into the clothes hamper.
“He-he,” he blushed as he caught a glimpse of the silky, pink pair of panties he had chosen to wear to work.  “A shame I have to take these off...”

A wayward, feathered finger slowly made its way to where his penis had begun to push at the inside of the seductively-soft panties he had snuck out from his wife’s underwear drawer.

FWAP
FWAP FAP
FAP-FAP-FAP!

“…Then again,” he  hungrily moaned while biting his lip and closing his eyes.  “I have time to release a bit of tension so I don’t squirty-squirt prematurely during our alone time tonight…”

***

Duckers’ was turning Japanese, or at least he would think so based on the pop song from back in his youth, as his penis prepared to paint the inside of his wife’s pink panties with gooey-gobs of steamy-hot duck sauce.
“Mmm…,” he audibly moaned as his hips began to buck in preparation for a happy ending based upon all he had hoped to do with his wife after the kids went to bed.  “Here comes the cream for your coffee…”

CA-CLICK!
SLAM!

“SQUACK!” he quacked upon hearing the sound of the bathroom door being flung open behind him.

PIT-PAT
BWAF!
PI-SWISH!

“Who’s there!” he nervously inquired after thrusting himself in front of the sink to hide his pantie-covered, bulging and throbbing penis in the space between the bathroom sink and clothes hamper.

“Papa duck butt…?” the pee-postured, Yoshi kid answered with surprise.  “Aren’t you supposed to lock the door before playing with yourself?”

The middle-aged, nearly naked duck felt his face burn with embarrassment upon realizing the position he currently had himself in.
“No…,” he struggled to say.  “I was just about to get in the shower before you came flying on in here.”

Nishi grew curious as his ocean-blue eyes were drawn to the shiny, pink garment that was fit snugly around Duckers’ rump.
“Are those Mrs. O’Ducky’s?” he asked as he moved closer to inspect the cushy garment that was on full display beneath the father’s raised tail feathers.  “Pink is definitely your color.”

Mr. O’Ducky’s cheeks turned crimson-red as he desperately tried to cover his silky-smooth, pantie-covered patootie with his feathery tail.
“I’ll give you five dollars to leave and not speak a word of this,” he stated while doing his best to appear calm in the face of his current predicament.

Nishi felt tempted to reach for the smart phone he kept in one of his vest pockets.  However, he knew the glaring papa would be able to take his prized piece of technology away before he could make an escape.
“How about this…?” the cunning little Yoshi suggested as he leapt towards Duckers.

CLASP!
SCHWIP-SNAP-WHOOSH  
SLIP-SLAP-SWIP-PA-PAT!

“SQUACK!” cried a surprised Duckers as the orange Yoshi tackled off the panties he had on before using his forward momentum to take to his feet, grab the doorknob with one hand, and slip the silky garment out from between Duckers’ legs with the other.

CA-CLICK!

“Thanks, Mr. O’DILFy!” cheered Nishi as he hurried out of the bathroom with his pantie prize.

SLAM!

“…,” the father was left speechless as the suddenness of all that had happened made him realize how his friend’s son was likely running around the house while waving the panties he ‘borrowed’ around like a preschooler proud to share their latest work of art for the family fridge.

HISS-SPLISSH
DRIP
DRIP DRIP
DRIP-DRIP-DRIP

“This can’t be happening…,” Duckers whined as his bladder chose this very moment of weakness to empty itself into the nearly full basket of clothes his tiny penis had found itself aimed at from his firmly held position in front of the bathroom sink.  “Can’t I ever catch a break?”

***

Duckers did not know how long he blankly stared at his reflection in the mirror.  What he did know was that his fully engorged penis had softened itself before making the executive decision to empty the contents of his bladder into the hamper beneath the bathroom sink

“Oh, man,” he whimpered to his reflection in the bathroom mirror.  “I need to get my shower before…

DING-DONG!
QUACK-QUACK!  QUACK!
QUACK!

“Kazootles!” he gulped upon hearing the doorbell.  “I’m too late!”

THUD
THUD THUD
THUD

“COMING!” Mellony called out as her voice could be heard moving past the bathroom.  “Just need to check on the boys before heading out!”

BAM-BAM-BAM!

“PAPA!” Winry hollored through the door after having used her foot to make a far louder knock than she could’ve with just her wings.  “Mommy ready to go!”

“I’LL BE RIGHT OUT!” he replied as confidently as he possibly could.  He then leapt for the shower, flung open the curtain, and quickly turned on the spigot.  “Tell mommy I’ll be right there!!”

***

“…Hey!” the soapy duck anxiously sang as he frantically scrubbed his body with sandalwood-scented body wash.  “Got any grapes?”
  
SQUISH-SQUELCH
SCHLIP SCHLOP

“KAZOOTLES!” he shouted with disbelief upon seeing he had completely forgotten to take off his socks before jumping into the shower.

KNOCK KNOCK
CA-CLICK

“You’re still in the shower?” Mellony asked with a hint of annoyance as she entered into the bathroom with Winry, Yosh, and Nishi.

SCRUB-SCRUB

“Sorry, cutie-fruity!” he replied while putting all his effort into scrubbing his groin, butt, and legs.  “Just need a few more seconds!”

Winry giggled at how her frantic father sounded from within the shower.

SNATCH-TUG

“But I didn’t come here for a bath,” pouted Nishi as the green-colored, Yoshi mother used her free hand to prevent the mischievous youngster from fleeing from the bathroom.

Mrs. O’Ducky narrowed her eyes and glared towards the boy who still wore a pair of her pink, silk panties upon his head.
“The women’s underwear on your head say otherwise,” she replied in a way that Nishi knew to not try and argue against.

Duckers blushed as he nervously worked up a lather of preening shampoo upon his nearly featherless head.

SNA-FWOOF

Mellony snatched the panties her husband had taken to wear without asking from Nishi’s head so she could toss them into the hamper.
“What the…?” she said with shock upon noticing the saturated clothing and small puddle in and around the hamper.  “How did all the laundry get so wet?”

SNIFF SNIFF

“Pee-pee diapers,” stated the duck-dino girl whose large, Yoshi-like nose was very capable of picking up on just about any scent.

“…,” Duckers found himself speechless as he just kept rinsing and scrubbing the shampoo out of his scalp as he stood facing away from the showerhead.    

“…,” Mellony sighed as she decided that there was just not enough time to try and figure out all the bizarre things that were currently going on within the bathroom.  “Winry and I need to get going and both boys need washed off.”

Yosh, who was already stripped naked, blushed and lowered his head as Nishi let out a playful giggle.
“Baby’s first!” he teased.

SCHLIP
SNATCH-FA-FWIP
SCHLIP
FW-SHH-SNAP
FWUP
“Nishi was shocked as, before he knew what was going on, Mrs. O’Ducky used her frog-like tongue to pull off his green vest and then forcefully tug down both his shorts and speckled briefs.
“Right behind you!” the orange Yoshi called out as he stripped off his socks and pulled aside the opposite end of the shower curtain that Yosh had already started to enter in through.

“I’ve left the very last diaper for Yosh by your clean clothes,” she informed her husband.  “Winry and I should be back in about an hour, or two, depending on how much mischief our little girl decides to get up to with Joe.”

“I’m right on top of it, Rose,” Duckers replied with a burning, beet-red blush on his face upon feeling a beak poking at his upper-right thigh and a scaly, basketball-like nose against his left.

***

SSSHHHH

The sound of the shower pouring against Duckers body as drips of water deflected on to the two boys is all that could be heard as the trio considered their current bathing situation.

CLAS-SLIP

“Ooh!” awed Nishi upon finding a bar of soap.  “I bet you guys use this during special mommy and daddy shower time!”  

Yosh whimpered as he awkwardly moved his body about to keep from getting water in his eyes.

SNIFF!

“Smells like cucumber and vanilla,” added Nishi as he rubbed the wet bar of soap on top of his large, round nose.  “It’s got that moisture stuff that the girls on the commercial say is good for healthy fur, scales, and feathers, too!”

“Daddy?” whimpered the green-and-white colored dino-duck as he held the three-in-one, children’s soap up towards his papa.  “Can you wash me quick?”

“Of course,” Duckers said upon feeling his paternal instincts kick in enough to forget how there were more people in the tub than just himself and son.  “Just squeeze some on this washcloth and I’ll get you squeaky-clean super fast!”

SCHWIP-SCHLUB
WURSH
GURSH

The middle-aged father managed to hold the wet cloth for his son to squeeze the children’s soap onto as he turned himself just enough to notice Nishi holding up his fatty underbelly area with one hand as he scrubbed the area underneath with the other.

“Just helping you out, Mr. Duck Butt!” the orange Yoshi cheered as he watched the back-and-forth rubbing of the soap bar against the previously concealed area of Duckers’ tummy build up a thick lather that soon started to flow down between his legs.    

“Okay, daddy!” Yosh chirped.  “Make me all squeaky clean!”

The papa duck knew he had to help his son, but he also wanted to inform Nishi of what ‘boundaries’ were and how the soap-wielding youngster should just wash himself.

“Okay, Yosh,” the pudgy papa said with care as he took the soapy cloth in one wing and positioned the other to cover his son’s eyes.  “Hold still and we’ll have you smelling like a springtime shower in no time!”

SCHLUP SPLASH!

The bent over position taken by Duckers caused Nishi to lose his hold upon the papa duck’s pudge.  This did not cause him to drop the soap, which allowed his keen sense of sight to quickly identify another area to scrub and rub.

SPLAT!

“Umph…,” gasped the father duck as he briefly paused in cleaning his son’s legs after feeling his pubic-feathered patootie being firmly slapped upon.

“Almost done, daddy?” Yosh asked as he continued to cover his eyes.  “I don’t want soapy water in my eyes.”

SCHWIP-SCHWOP
WUP-WUP-WUP
SCWIP-SCHWUP

Duckers could hear Nishi giggling as the opportunistic, orange Yoshi delighted in making his chubby cheeks wiggle and jiggle.

“My money don’t jiggle-jiggle, it folds!” sang Nishi as he used one hand to rub in the soap that his other hand had previously applied.  “I want to see you wiggle-wiggle, for sure!”

“You can turn around, Yosh,” the daddy duck said with as much patience as he could muster as Nishi continued to sing the song that he had first heard while watching short videos online with his wife.  

SCRUB-SCRUB
SCRUB-SCRUB-SCRUB
SCHWIP-SCRUB-THUNK
SCHWIP-SCRUB-THUNK

“Alright, little quack!” cheered Duckers upon making short work of washing between Yosh’s red-colored, head spikes, back, stubby tail, rump, legs, and feet.  “Time to get out!”

FWI-CLA-TICK-TICK
SCOOP
PLIP-PLOP

Yosh was caught off guard at how quickly his father had opened the curtain, grabbed him from under the armpits, and moved him out of the tub.
“Drippy!” whined Yosh with a shiver.  “Need my towel, daddy!”

Duckers noticed that Nishi had stopped singing ‘Jiggle-Jiggle’ and how the sneaky, little Yoshi had moved his soap-free hand to firmly press upon his upper thigh.
“Just use the one I left by the sink!” he instructed with just enough time to stand and turn himself about to prevent Nishi’s soap-wielding hand from scouring between his legs.

SCHLAP

Nishi blushed as Duckers’ droopy roll of quack fat whacked against his nose.
“Whoa!” he blushed.  “Good thing your FUBA is bigger than your penis.”

Duckers scowled down towards the eldest child of his closest friend.

“I’m starting to think you want to clean the Netherlands by yourself?” Nishi laughed nervously.  “I bet MILF mama was excited when she first got her soapy hands on your buried treasure.”

FWIP
SWOOP-FLIP
WOO-OOSH

“Whoa!” cried Nishi as Duckers’ wings reached down, took hold of him around the torso, and whipped him in front of the oncoming torrent of water.

SPLI-SPLIP
GWOORSH!
SPLAT
FWIP
SWOOP-FLIP
FSSHHH!

“Eep!” squeaked Nishi as he was held up in front of the showerhead and swirled around in front of the incoming stream of water.  The excessive amount of sapphire-blue shampoo gel Duckers’ had splatted upon his head, shoulders, and back, quickly became erupting mounds of soapy bubbles that poured down the rest of the young Yoshi’s body like magma from a active volcano.

SWISH-SCHING-TING!
THWUMP-UMP
SPAT-SPAT
SCHLICK!

“Golly gaboo, Nishi!” quacked Yosh upon seeing his friend suddenly emerge from behind the shower curtain.  “You really smell like Spring!”

“Mr. Yosh’s dad!” the orange Yoshi called out.

“You’re all clean, Nishi!” the papa duck firmly stated from behind the closed curtain.  “Use the towel sat out by the sink, dry off, and go play some video games upstairs until I’m done preening my feathers!”

Yosh looked nervous after hearing his dad raise his voice at Nishi.
“What about my clothes, daddy?” he asked meekly.  “I at least need my diaper in case I make a potty.”

“I’ll get your diaper on in just a bit, Yosh,” the father replied.  “Just get yourselves dried off and I’ll bring your clothes up as soon as I’m done.”

CLASP

“You heard the DILF!” Nishi exclaimed while taking hold of Yosh’s hand.  “We still have to finish that level with the squid boss.”

PIT-TAP
TAP-PAP-PIP
PAP-TAP-TIP
CA-CLICK
WHOO-SLAM!

The boys quickly left the bathroom.  Unfortunately for Duckers, they did so without shutting the wide open door behind them.

“Can’t I just enjoy a shower to myself after a long, hard day at work?” he lamented while reaching for the loofa he had to abruptly abandon to wash Yosh and Nishi.

DING-DONG!
QUACK-QUACK!  QUACK!
QUACK!

The sound of the doorbell sounding through the open bathroom door provided Duckers with the firm answer of, “No” to his outspoken request.

***

DING-DONG!
QUACK-QUACK!  QUACK!
QUACK!

Duckers had hoped to hear the pitter-patter of either Nishi, or his own son, rushing to answer the door…

DING-DONG!
QUACK-QUACK!  QUACK!
QUACK!


…However, to his dismay, the only sound he heard was the doorbell being rung in more rapid succession.
“I’M COMING!” he hollered as he turned off the water and began to quickly exit from the tub.

SQUOOSH
SQUISH-SPLAT

“Dam-the beaver dam is made of logs and sticks!” he managed to say without belting out a curse word.  He had forgotten that he failed to remove his socks before getting into the shower.  Now they were making a large puddle in front of the tub as the fabric clung itself firmly around his webbed feet.

KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK
DING-DONG!
QUACK-QUACK!  QUACK!
QUACK! 

“BE RIGHT THERE!” Duckers proclaimed as loud as he could without sounding as if he were ready to find his chainsaw to make whomever was at the door’s ass raw.  “THANKS FOR BEING SO Patient!”

With no sign of the boys romping around the first floor of the house to answer the door, Duckers had to make himself dry and decent as soon as he possibly could.
“Oh, no!” he gasped as he noticed his pile of clean clothes missing from where he had left them prior to all the craziness taking place.  “I don’t fuc-ducks swim happily behind their mother in the pond!”

DING-DONG!
QUACK-QUACK!  QUACK!
QUACK!

KNOCK KNOCK
KNOCK-KNOCK
NA-KNOCK NA-KNOCK

The drippy, daddy ducky took in a deep breath, held it, and exhaled to prevent himself from letting out any additional ‘swears’.  This respite from feeling put into a very compromising position also lead him to wonder who could possibly be at the door with enough patience to just keep on ringing the doorbell and pounding playfully upon it to get someone’s attention.

“Okay,” he heaved while being mindful of his temper.  “There are no towels, the boys took my clothes, the dirty laundry is… unusable, and there is a ‘Size 7’ diaper lying wide open by a roll of duct tape, baby powder, and diaper rash cream.”

Duckers paused to do another deep breath to ensure he didn’t act out the lyrics to one of ‘Limp Bizkit’s greatest hits, ‘.
“Okay…,” he sighed while sloshing his way out of the bathroom.  “Maybe I’ll luck out and they’ll have left before I reach the door.”

***

DING-DONG!
QUACK-QUACK!  QUACK!
QUACK!

CA-CLICK
THWISH

“Hello?” Duckers greeted nervously as he cracked open the front door.

“Hello, Mr. O’Ducky,” a timid lion replied while supporting a pastel-yellow feathered, nuthatch toddler in his muscular arms.  “Sorry for all the knocking and ringing.  Little Celeste really likes to push buttons and is totally stoked to spend some time with Winry.”

“WINNY!” the single-haired toddler tweeted with the joy only an innocent fledgling could so innocently do.
  
PLUNK
WHAP!

The violet-eyed nuthatch girl hurled herself at the door, which forced the door open while knocking Duckers flat on his back.

“WINNY!” Celeste called out as she slid herself down the door until her light-up shoes made contact with the floor below.  

PIT-PAT-PIT-PAT
TRIP
FLAP-AP-AP-AP-FLAP!
BOOMF! CRINKLE-CRINKLE BOOMF!
PIT-PAT-PIT-PAT

“Umph!” groaned Duckers as the noticeably diapered, shortall wearing, little nuthatch used what was left of her forward momentum to, accidentally, slam her shoes into the side of the fallen father, fumble about for her balance as she glided over his ‘dad gut’, regain her balance through flapping her wings while sliding down the other side of Duckers’ belly, and resuming her warp-speed waddle into the house in search of her duck-dino friend.

“I’m sorry about that, Mr. O’Ducky,” Celeste’s father, Lucca, stated with sincerity.  “Maybe I’ll just tell my friends that I can’t join them for karaoke tonight.”

“…,” the trampled, yellow duck daddy replied only with gasps and groans.

Worried for his safety, Lucca poked his head through the enlarged opening into the O’Ducky household.
“Mr. O’Ducky…?” he asked with noticeable worry.  “Are you alright?”

“SQUACK!” quacked the wet and naked, daddy duck as he sat himself up and used his wings to cover his exposed manhood.

The young father blushed at what he had briefly seen before the middle-aged daddy was able to cover his grapes with his winglike hands and hide the canyon of his caboose with his tail.
“I’m guessing you’re having a bit of trouble getting your son to take a shower with you?” the lion asked in what he could most logically imagine to be why Duckers was currently sitting in his birthday suit.

The pudgy papa spun himself around, crossed his legs as an extra barrier between Lucca’s eyes and his privates, and looked up towards the small-winged lion with the hope that he could successfully play off of Lucca’s presumption of how the current situation came to be.
“You got me,” he said as dismissively as possible.  “I’m guessing you need us to watch Celeste for you for a bit this evening?”

“If it’s not too much trouble,” the lion with the bright, red mane added while trying his best to not look at the naked quacker scrunched up on the floor.

“Winry loves Celeste,” Duckers replied while reaching one of his winglike hands out towards the khaki shorts wearing papa.  “Just pass me her diaper bag and I’ll see to keeping her happy and safe until you get back from enjoying some free time with your friends.”

Lucca had to think for a moment to realize Celeste’s flower and bunny printed diaper bag was still slung over his shoulder.
“Right!” he replied with a bit of an embarrassed laugh.  “Everything my chirpy chirp-chirp needs is all in here.”

SCHWIP-FWIP
CLASP
WUMP

It was a smooth transaction as Lucca flung off the diaper bag from over his shoulders, slipped it down his arm, and watched as it sped down Duckers’ wing until it came to an abrupt stop upon the naked father’s lap.

***

It only took  a moment after Celeste’s father had left before Duckers Dinky O’ducky was hit with the full chaotic force of having three children, all under the age of six, under his care to set in.

“DAD!” cried Yosh upon spotting his father standing by the front door.  “Tell Nishi to stop whapping my bubble butt!”

Duckers turned towards the sound of his distressed son to see Nishi trying to stifle a laugh while Celeste happily skipped and chirped about.

SKWAP!

“KAZOOTLES!” Yosh squawked upon his orange Yoshi friend’s palms, yet again, making contact with his plump posterior.


“Okay!” agreed Nishi upon spotting the fully exposed father who was too busy adjusting Celeste’s diaper bag to notice he had given the orange Yoshi the view he had been waiting for since their shared shower.

CLIP-CLAP

“Patootie!” tweeted Celeste as she clumsily attempted to mimic Nishi’s twin-palmed, tushy takedown on Yosh.  “Patootie-tootie-patooie!”

The green-and-white colored dino-duckling arched backwards while moving his hands to protect his down-feather covered rear.

Duckers’ blue eyes widened as he watched the little nuthatch playfully chase after his son who, for some reason, was wearing just a shirt and a pair of mismatched socks.

FWAP!

“KAZOOTLES!” the yellow duck daddy yipped upon having his fanny being quickly and firmly gripped by Nishi.

Nishi grew a wide smile as his tongue slipped out from the side of his mouth.  The chubby papa was distracted and stunned.  The time was now perfect for getting a good look at what a full-fledged duck’s penis looked like.
“Peekaboo he stated while moving his hands to Duckers’ upper-thighs so he could part them for a better view.  “I see you!”

“Hey!” quacked Duckers upon finding his balance suddenly compromised by Nishi parting his legs.  “What do you think you are-”

“Stop it!” the desperate plea of his son redirected Duckers’ attention to watching a very giggly Celeste chasing Yosh around in circles with her winged hands wildly flapping at the dino-duckling’s exposed butt.  

SHISH-POP

“Wowie!” Nishi awed as his large, round nose pushed between Duckers’ legs.  His eyes were now directly beneath Yosh’s father’s taint while delighting in every inch of previously unseen content that was now before him.  

“What the duck!” Duckers’ roared as his attention returned to the orange Yoshi positioned between his legs.  “NISHI!”

“Duck balls!” proclaimed the invasive Yoshi kid as he cupped a hand around the papa duck’s scrotum.  “Not much change in the change purse, Mr. O.”


SCHWIP!
SLAM!
BUMPF!

“PAPA!” Celeste cried in fear shortly after hearing daddy duck’s shout, bumping forcefully into Yosh, and falling hard enough on her padded tushy to cause plumes of powder to burst out from the openings in her mint-green, bunny themed shortalls.  “PAPA!”

PA-TAT-PAT-APATA
THWUNK!

“Ouch!” the dino-duckling cried as Celeste’s crash against his back caused him to perform a bellyflop-like dive onto the floor.

FIDGET-FIDGET

Duckers was distracted by Celeste and Yosh’s falls, which gave Nishi more time to explore his daddy duck balls.
“Where’s your weenie?” he asked as his groping hands moved further up towards the father’s FUBA.  “Yosh definitely gets his penis from you.”

SWAP!

Mr. O’Ducky slapped at Nishi’s naughty digits and hopped towards the fallen youngsters.
“Knock it off!” he growled while taking a brief moment to glare and point towards the oldest of the three children in his care.  “Yosh needs your help and I have to comfort Celeste before she balls her eyes out!”

“You said balls,” teased the orange Yoshi as he took to his feet and snickered his way towards his flopped friend.

***

It took little time for the daddy duck to soothe the scared nuthatch cradled in his arms.
“That’s it,” he assured in a calming voice.  “Good thing you have that pillow of a diaper to keep your patootie all snug and safe.”

“Chirp…,” the purple bow wearing toddler babbled as she started to nod off.

GUSH
HISS

Celeste’s eyes closed at the same time her bladder opened itself wide open.

“Oh, my…,” worried Duckers as  he could hear her diaper working to collect, spread, and expand itself to contain the flood of pee she had apparently had accumulated prior to her arrival.  “Your papa must give you a lot of juice.”

“Mr. O’Nakie?” asked Nishi as he pulled his smart phone from within his green vest pocket.  “Smile for the birdie!”

“Wait…,” the distracted father said as quiet authority.  “Put that phone away!”

Yosh watched bashfully as his father freed a hand to wave in front of his crotch as he pitter-pattered in circles to avoid having his particulars photographed and placed on the Gonzales family’s photo album.

SCHLIP-THWUMP!

Celeste’s diaper bag fell from the shoulder of the arm that Duckers had instinctively used to prevent his junk from being a part of someone’s online ‘Spank bank’.  The sound it made upon hitting the floor resulted in everyone pausing to assess what had made such a sound and if there was any foreseeable danger.

KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK
CLICK-CLUNK!

“We’re back!” announced Mellony upon having just returned from her girl’s night out.  “I hope everyone has been having…”

SCHLIP!
RUSTLE-RUSTLE
THA-THUNK!

The sight before Mrs. O’Ducky caused her to freeze in place and lose hold of the shopping bags she had been holding in the arm that she was not supporting Winry with.

GWORSH

Celeste let out a sigh of relief as her bladder finished emptying itself of urine.  The diaper had done all it could before running out of absorbent material to hold back the flood that had forced through the diaper’s cloth-like cover and into her shortalls.

“Erm…,” Duckers groaned as his arm and chest began to feel warm and clammy from the pee that penetrated beyond the peacefully slumbering, nuthatch toddler he supported in his arms.

“Ooh!” awed Nishi as he noticed something starting to push its way out from beneath Mr. O’Ducky’s drooping roll of belly fat.  “I’ve got to capture this on film before it goes back into hiding!”

SCWHICK!
SLUP-SNATCH
SCHWIP
GULP
SPOP!

“Sorry, kiddo,” stated the green-colored Yoshi momma after using her frog-like tongue to snatch, swallow, and lay an egg that encased the digital device within a green-spotted, white shell.

FSSHHH

It was apparently bare-bottomed Yosh’s turn to pee.  However, unlike Celeste and his younger sister, he had no diaper to protect the carpet from what his little, striped sprinkler decided to unleash upon the carpeted floor.

“Well…,” sighed Mellony as Winry started to squirm about.  “I think its safe to say our hyperactive, feather ball may need a trip to the potty.  I trust you boys can handle cleaning things up while I take care of the girls?”

SCHLUP
SCHLIP-FLIP
WOO-CLASP!

Mrs. O’Ducky used her tongue to hoist Celeste’s diaper bag up from the ground in a way that she was able to send it flying back towards her free hand as she returned her muscular, mouth muscle back into her maw.

Nishi, despite having to watch the little egg that held his smart phone bouncing after the momma Yoshi as if it were a duckling following its mother, stood in amazement over what he had seen what he would be able to do once he got all grown-up.

“Alrighty,” Mellony said while placing Winry on the ground, grabbing the hyperactive  duck-dino’s winglike hand before she could scurry off, and having her husband gently put the sodden, sleeping tot over her shoulder.  “Try not to get into anymore mischief while we ladies take care of our business.”

Nishi followed the bouncing egg that carried his phone before turning his attention to Mrs. O’ducky’s form-fitting yoga pants.  It was then that something that Winry was wearing caught his attention.
“Yosh,” he said while pointing towards the girls.  “Isn’t that your shirt that your sister is wearing ‘Cuddle Cub’ style as a diaper?”

“Huh?” the dino-duckling gasped as he turned to see the five-pointed, yellow star of his favorite, powder-blue shirt riding up his sister’s bottom as she wildly moved like a paddleball against her mother’s firm grasp.  

“You got this, beaky boy,” Mellony said while taking a moment to suggestively wink towards her nude husband.  “You’re the best!”

Duckers’ felt his feathers tingling while a warm blush turned his sunny-yellow cheeks cherry red.

“Aha!” announced Nishi upon seeing how Duckers’ blush wasn’t the only thing about the pudgy papa that was feeling the heat.  “Definitely a grower and not a shower, eh, Mr. O?”

SCHLICK
BAFF!

The orange Yoshi, having known a few tricks to bring out his younger, dino-duck friend’s penis, tried to use his tongue to tease the extra-sensitive nerve below the girthy, spiral-striped schlong of the aroused papa.  However, this time around, Duckers was able to block being slurped by using his winged hands to deflect the young Yoshi’s tongue.  
“Nishi?” he inquired while making a bit of a sudden discovery himself.  “Why are you wearing Yosh’s ‘Pony Magic big kid undies?”

SLIP-SNAP!

“You mean panties!” the orange Yoshi kid corrected with a snap of the elastic waistband of the pee-pee peek hole lacking undergarment he had placed himself into.  “Better that I wear them over them not ever being worn at all, right?”

Yosh sighed as he lowered his head and let his arms flop lifelessly against his sides.
“I’m really, really trying to use the potty like a big kid,” he pouted.

Nishi slid towards his friend and wrapped an arm around his back.
“We know, Yosh!” he enthusiastically replied.  “I’m just having a little fun with your DILF of a dad.”

FLIP-FLAP!
CLASP!
THWUMP!

FLIP-FLAP!
CLASP!
THWUMP!

“Whoa!” the two boys yelped as they quickly found themselves flung over each of the surprisingly strong father’s shoulders.

“Surprised?” Duckers proclaimed proudly while waddling towards the stairs leading to the second floor.  “Seems this old duck still has quite a bit of quack left in him!”

Yosh smiled upon feeling safe and secured over his proud papa’s shoulders while Nishi allowed his eyes to look down upon Duckers’ chubby cheeks that were quite visibly wiggling with each step despite the father’s attempts to hide his tushy with his tailfeathers.  

“My money don’t jiggle-jiggle,” Nishi sang as he kept a close eye on Mr. O’Ducky’s plump patootie.  “It folds.  I want to see you wiggle-wiggle…”

Yosh’s dad let out a soft sigh and rolled his eyes as he continued up to the second floor and into Yosh’s bedroom.