Talk To Daddy (Patreon)

Heed my warning - never ever order anything from TeeFormers, no matter how awesome the design is or how funny you might think the quote on the shirt is. My boyfriend and I learned the hard way after I ordered him a pretty simple shirt that read "Talk to Daddy". We've never been shy about trying new things out together and the introduction of the daddy kink to our relationship had definitely spiced things up in the bedroom.

I thought ordering the shirt would be a fun little in-joke for the both of us whenever he wore it around our friends, I just had no idea that it would have such a major impact on our relationship. He wore the shirt that night as we fooled around and kept it on as he fucked me senseless, smirking as I moaned out "Daddy!" time and time again. Eventually we fell asleep with me resting my head against his chest - and the shirt.

When I woke up things had changed in a pretty major fashion. Both of us were fully dressed and for good reason because while he had physically remained the same, my body had somehow changed overnight. A high-pitched scream escaped my lips as I looked down at a body that couldn't possibly belong to anybody over the age of ten years old.

"Wassup buddy?" my boyfriend asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes and sitting up. He reached up and ruffled my hair, apparently not sensing anything wrong with the situation. He no longer recognized me as his boyfriend but rather as his son. He was now my 'daddy' much more literally than I'd ever wanted him to be!

My new dad won't even let me log onto his computer to leave a bad review on the TeeFormers site either - or order something that might revert me to my normal age. I'm certain that I used to know all of his passwords but I just can't crack them anymore. It's almost as if my brain is forgetting ever being his boyfriend and accepting that I've only ever been his son...

That couldn't possibly be happening, could it?