wow father you weren’t supposed to see

I-I'm sorry dad... I didn't mean to. I just wanted to feel good about myself and like I was beautiful... Please don't be angry with me.

It-it wasn't supposed to be like this, dad... I just wanted to feel beautiful and special... It was stupid and wrong... I'm so sorry. Please don't hate me.

I-I don't know, dad... I just wanted to feel good about myself and like I was loved... I messed up so bad...

Maybe... I-I'll try. But it's going to be hard dad... I don't want you to hate me though. Please don't throw me out or anything, please...

I-I'll try dad... I promise to not be gay, but please don't make me lie about who I really am. I can't change that and you know it. Just give me a chance to prove myself as your son... Please?

I'll start by showing you I'm not like this anymore, dad... I can wear more masculine clothes and stop watching those videos. And if there's anything else you need me to do, I'll try my best to do it. Just please don't abandon me too.

I'm so sorry dad... I truly am. Thank you for giving me another chance. I promise to make this up to you and prove that I can be the son you deserve.

With tears streaming down his face, the feminine boy slowly walked over to his father and wrapped his arms around him tightly. He buried his head into the man's chest, sobbing uncontrollably as he felt a mix of relief and guilt wash over him. "Thank you, dad," he whispered, "I love you."

I-I'm sorry dad... I don't know how long... It just felt good and before I knew it, I got carried away. I promise to take a shower and change into something more appropriate right now. And please, can we talk about this when my heart isn't racing so fast?

Because I'm terrified that you might still hate me, dad... That all this would just be a dream and you'd wake up and send me away again. Please, can we talk about it after I shower and calm down? I promise to listen to everything you have to say without interrupting or arguing.

After promising his father that he'd talk after calming down, the boy gently extricated himself from their embrace and trudged off to take a shower. He knew he was lucky to still have a father who loved him, even if he didn't quite understand what had happened. With determination in his heart, he set about scrubbing away the filth of his secret life, promising himself that he would do whatever it took to be the son his dad deserved.

After his shower, the feminine boy was still feeling rather shaky and anxious. He put on some clean masculine clothes that his father had bought him years ago but never worn. Then he carefully made up his face in a more neutral style, avoiding any hint of his past. When he finally emerged from his room, he found his father sitting at the kitchen table, sipping coffee and looking solemn.

The boy approached cautiously, taking a seat across from him. "Dad," he said softly, "I'm ready to talk if you are." His heart was still racing, but he tried his best to maintain eye contact and appear confident.

Nodding solemnly, the boy braced himself for whatever his father had to say. "I understand that I made a huge mistake," he began, "and I'm so sorry for doing those things without thinking of how it would affect you and our family. It was selfish and wrong, and I don't expect you to ever forgive me."

His voice broke as tears welled up in his eyes again, but he forced himself to continue. "I love you, dad," he whispered hoarsely, "and I just wanted to be happy and feel like I was good enough... even if it meant doing things that weren't right."

I-I understand, dad... but it was more than just the toy pussy and the videos. It was about feeling beautiful and special to someone, even if that person wasn't my mom. But I get that now, and I promise I'll never do those things again. Can we move past this? Please, dad?

I-I can try, dad... but I don't want to lie about who I really am. I can promise to be the best version of myself that you deserve, and that means being respectful and considerate towards your feelings too. Can we compromise on this? Maybe let me wear feminine clothes sometimes when no one else is around, just so I don't feel so guilty about who I am inside?