Something's Not Right

Something's Not Right 1

Little English Boy

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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The coming week had the annual physicals at St Barnabus School. Physicals for girls, of course, were conducted with the minimum of exposure, which was only right and proper. In respect of the boys, matron insisted they were examined naked, as the whole process was then made so much quicker. The deputy head, Mr Jenkins, approved as boys had no need for modesty.

Erica Anderson was in year 8, and wanted to be a nurse after leaving school. Erica’s neighbour, June Willoughby, was the school matron and had asked Erica to help with this year’s physicals, like last year. At St Barnabus, girls who were thinking of entering the medical profession were encouraged to assist with the boys’ physicals. Matron felt the experience for the girls would be useful for their future ambitions, and that utilising fellow pupils would be less traumatic for the boys than employing outside medical staff who were strangers. The deputy head was wholly in favour as it reduced staff costs on already stretched school budgets.

The year 11 physicals for boys were scheduled for 9am in the gym on Monday morning, so there was going to be an ample supply of boys on which those potential nurses could gain their experience. Erica was looking forward to helping matron measure all the willys, just as she did last year. Matron said they had to be checked every year to monitor growth, but Erica thought it was really just to cop a feel. That was certainly all she wanted. Miss Willoughby always smiled as the boys went red when she played with their willys to make them erect so both sets of a boy’s measurements could be obtained. Matron would be giving Erica a private physical before everything started, so she wouldn’t miss a thing.

It was Sunday evening and Erica had just got back from visiting her friend Imogen. Entering the house, her older brother Julian was home. He was a somewhat undersized and sensitive year 11 boy who was dreading the physicals. His sister smirked at him.

“Hi Julian. Looking forward to tomorrow’s physicals? I certainly am. Miss Willoughby has asked me to assist again, so I will be seeing quite a lot of you boys in the gym. I expect she will have me doing the measuring. How big is it now Julian?”

“It’s not right that boys are treated differently to girls. Why do we have to have our physicals naked, and in front of girls who are supposedly ‘helping’ matron? Miss Willoughby always gives me a funny smile when she sees me in the garden, as she knows what I look like naked with a stiff willy. Also, why do boys get spanked for almost anything, and you girls are never spanked.”

“We’re hoping to be nurses, so physicals are a good training opportunity. Besides, we all know what little boys look like so what’s your beef? Of course girls don’t get spanked. Unlike you boys, we girls are never naughty so don’t need spanking.”

Julian was still bothered about the whole concept of these double standards.

“It’s just not fair. How would you like it if you had to be naked in front of a male doctor who happened to be your neighbour, with a whole lot of boys touching and staring at you as they make rude comments about your body?”

Erica laughed at such a ridiculous idea.

“Everyone knows the modesty of girls has to be protected. Mum always says little boys shouldn’t be so modest. I reckon that includes boys like you who still have a tiny winkle.”

Erica had gone straight for Julian’s Achilles’ heel, as he went red and ran up to his room. Smiling, she went off to play on her X-box. Julian avoided his sister all evening. At last, it was time for bed. She heard him shower, then the toilet flushed, indicating the bathroom was free. She went up to get ready for bed and then a good sleep to be fresh for tomorrow with all those naked boys.

As she lay back in her bed, she pushed down her panties and slid two fingers between her legs. She had learnt this daily treat from when she stayed with her 13 year old cousin Agatha for Easter, six months ago. Agatha’s house was small, but her mum said they’re only little girls and wouldn’t mind sharing. They had had such fun taking a bath together before they slept in her queen-sized bed. As Erica tried all Agatha’s tricks, that incredible feeling increased. She was imagining those naked boys and handling all those willys, and squealed as it peaked. Her fingers restarted to get to the next peak. She was in a world of her own, those fingers taking her to peak after peak as she pictured those willys again. After her biggest orgasm ever, she fell contentedly asleep.

Erica woke up and looked round. She couldn’t place what it was, but something definitely wasn’t right. She shrugged and turned left to go into the bathroom and get ready for school. Erica was surprised to see a sign on the door ‘No Girls Allowed’ but then realised she was looking at Julian’s door. The bathroom was now on the other side. How on earth could that happen? She looked at her own door and saw the ‘No Boys Allowed’ sign had gone. It had to be that sod Julian she thought. Just wait until I’m measuring his willy. I’ll squeeze his balls until his eyes water. Erica was busting for a pee, so put everything to one side and turned right. As she exited the bathroom, she was annoyed when Julian came out in a floor length dressing gown with collar buttoned up and pushed her out the way. Such rudeness! She knew how to pull him down a peg or two.

“Looking forward to the physicals Julian?”

He peeped round the almost closed bathroom door and she was surprised to see he was smirking.

“Too right girl. Me and the guys can’t wait.”

That was odd she thought, but Julian could be weird at times.

If Erica had been less fixated about her upcoming fun with those naked boys and their willys, she might have realised everything around her was a mirror image of the world she knew. She was unaware that during the night a microscopic wormhole had opened up in her bedroom and sucked her through into this mirror universe where things were very different for girls.

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Erica got into school early and went straight to matron’s office. She was surprised to see a man in there. He looked over at her and spoke brusquely.

“Well girl, what do you want?”

“Err... I was looking for matron. She was to give me my physical.”

“This is my office. Can’t you read the sign.”

Where yesterday she had read ‘Miss June Willoughby - Matron’ now it said ‘J. P. Smith MD - Doctor’. That’s very odd.

“Physicals for year 8 girls are in the gym at 9am. Now hurry along and get ready girl. I have to give a private physical to a boy now. Ah, here he is. Come right in Julian.”

Erica was confused as she saw her brother walk straight into the office. The man glared down at her.

“What are you waiting for girl? Get going or perhaps you need a spanking for encouragement.”

She was shocked to be spoken to like that.

“Err... No sir.”

Her brother smirked at her as he closed the door.

“I look forward to seeing quite a lot of you girls in the gym. See you later.”

Just then Imogen came by.

“Hurry up Erica. We’ve got to get over to the gym and be all ready for our physicals.”

“But I was supposed to have a private physical here in the medical room.”

“What, with that old perv? Come on or we’ll be late, and you know what happens if we’re late.”

Erica was confused, but Imogen’s insistence got her to follow.

Imogen quickened her pace as she saw Mr Jenkins, the deputy head, standing by the gym door tapping a slipper on his hand.

“Stop dawdling you girls. Get inside. MOVE YOURSELVES!”

Erica sped up too. As she got in the gym there were half a dozen year 11 boys, including her creepy neighbour Freddie Kingdom. He was always spying on her in the garden. The boys were sitting down in comfy chairs chatting away, while the girls were silently standing in a line, backs to the wall, outside the changing rooms which had a large ‘BOYS ONLY’ sign on the doors. Where were the girls going to change? Erica saw a table with two chairs and there was a set of scales alongside a vertical measure. An examination couch with an ominous set of stainless steel stirrups was at the end. Erica was nervous and turned to Imogen.

“What are those boys doing here?”

Before she could get an answer, Mr Jenkins strode in still tapping that slipper.

“NO TALKING. Right girls, get all your clothes off and put them on those hooks.”

Erica saw there was a row of coat hooks behind the girls, who were now undressing. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard.

“But sir, there are boys here.”

“Of course there are girl. They will be helping with your physicals. It’ll be good practice for them as they wish to be doctors when they leave school. They all have sisters so know what little girls look like. Now no more talking and get undressed.”

“But sir. I can’t get undressed with boys looking. Girls need their modesty.”

He looked over at the boys and laughed.

“Did you hear that boys. This little girl thinks she’s a boy with all this need for modesty.”

The boys all sniggered as Mr Jenkins gave Erica an insincere smile.

“Come here please little girl.”

Erica walked over. She was stunned as this man lifted up her skirt, put his fingers in the elastic of her panties and pulled forward. Mr Jenkins peered in then smiled at the sniggering boys.

“Well boys, that proves it. This one’s definitely not a boy. Anyone else want to check?”

Freddie came over and smirked at Erica as he grabbed the front of her panties, put his hand in and felt around.

“Nothing down there Mr Jenkins. She’s a girl alright.”

Mr Jenkins’ smile vanished as he spoke to Erica.

“If you can’t get undressed, perhaps you’d like Freddie to help you?”

Freddie leered at Erica.

“I’d be happy to help this girl Mr Jenkins.”

Something’s not right, but Erica was now very worried, especially as she was the only girl who was not getting undressed.

“Err... No sir, I’ll do it.”

“THEN GET ALL YOUR CLOTHES OFF GIRL!”

With no option left, she had to comply. She hung her clothes one by one on the hook, and was now down to just bra and panties. She turned round to see the boys grinning as they stared at the girls. Looking up and down the line Erica saw all the girls were silently standing at ease, completely naked with their hands behind their back and legs apart. Mr Jenkins glared at her.

“I SAID ALL YOUR CLOTHES GIRL.”

“But sir...”

He grabbed her ear and pulled her over to a nearby chair. He sat down with her over his lap. With no great ceremony, one hand yanked down her panties while the other undid her training bra and ripped it off. He threw them both over to one of the boys.

“Hang these up please John, I’ve got my hands full at the moment. Right girl, you need to be taught to do as you’re told.”

Mr Jenkins really laid into the girl. He could see this was an argumentative girl who had to be taught to obey orders, and the sounds of a hard slippering and a bawling girl would encourage the others not to step out of line. The boys were fully attentive as it was such fun to watch a girl get spanked, and Mr Jenkins was a master of the art. Erica had never been spanked before, so the pain was excruciating and getting worse with every spank. She screamed as each slipper landed and was bawling loudly with legs flailing wildly. Erica was unwittingly exposing her all to the grinning boys. They always loved the rear view when a girl got spanked and her legs flew about, as it made her pussy open and close like it was winking at them. In came her brother with Doctor Smith. Julian grinned at the sight of his naked and scarlet bottomed sister bawling away as Mr Jenkins slippered her. You have to teach girls to do as they’re told, and she obviously deserved it. Why can’t girls be good like us boys. We never need spanking.

“Is my sister giving you trouble Mr Jenkins. She is always naughty at home, but that’s girls for you.”

“I don’t think she’ll be giving me any more hassle Julian.”

He looked down and admired his handiwork. Ten out of ten for that excellent spanking he thought. Bang on target, nicely grouped together and a really deep shade of red on her bottom. He wondered why girls were always naughty, so different from his fine boys. Actually, Mr Jenkins was glad girls were naughty, as he really enjoyed turning their bare bottoms red. This girl had gone limp and he knew he had taught her well. She had made such a fuss bawling away like this. His fine boys never blubbed.

“Well girl, are you going to do as you’re told now.”

Erica was in agony with her bum on fire. She was trying to catch her breath to reply, but Mr Jenkins whacked her again.

“Aaaarrrgghh! Yes sir. I’ll do as I’m told sir.”

He pulled the naked girl up. She had not yet gone through puberty, and when she saw her brother, she snapped one hand between her legs and her arm across her chest. Mr Jenkins was astonished this girl was trying to cover up as if she was a boy. He had never known such a naughty girl in all his time at St Barnabus and landed the slipper bang on target like the professional he was.

“Aaaarrrgghh!”

“PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK WITH YOUR LEGS APART. I WON’T TELL YOU TWICE.”

She did as she was told, her face going red as her brother and the doctor looked her all over.

“Yes sir.”

The doctor smiled at Mr Jenkins.

“Well Mr Jenkins, we’re all here so let’s get started. Julian will be helping me today with the important measurements. John and Steven, you two boys can sit here. Give each girl a form and get them to complete the section with their basic details. Matthew, you can be on the scales. Weigh each one and record it on the form, then pass the girl over to Jeremy. Jeremy, you stand by the measure and take their height and put it on the form then pass the girl over to Freddie and Richard, who will be standing by the examination couch to help each girl into the stirrups ready for me and Julian. Right you little girls, no mucking about and you must obey these boys without question. For most of these boys, this is their first time assisting me with your physicals, so they may be a bit rough round the edges, but you will just have to put up with that. Any infractions boys, and you spank the little girl hard. All OK? Right, let’s have the first two girls, err... Adams and Anderson. Hurry along you little girls we haven’t got all day.”

Erica nervously went over with Florence Adams. Her face was red at having to stand completely naked before these boys. Each boy passed out a four page form to the girl in front of him. Steven gave out their instructions.

“Take this form and fill in your name, address, date of birth, age and sex.”

Erica looked over at Steven who was grinning as he ogled every bit of her petite 12 year old naked body.

“Err... Have you got a pen please, err... Steven.”

“Where are your manners! You know the rules. When you address a boy, you call him sir. Bend over you naughty little girl.”

“Sorry sir. I didn’t mean to be disrespectful.”

“Don’t answer back. I said bend over girl.”

“But...”

“Having trouble Steven?”

“Yes Mr Jenkins. Anderson wouldn’t call me sir. I think she’s trying to get familiar with me. You know what girls are like.”

“I’ll have no sexual harassment from you Anderson. Don’t try any of your feminine wiles on my fine boys. Now do as Steven told you and bend over!”

This was clearly not right, but Erica was out of options.

“Use my favourite slipper Steven. It’s perfectly balanced for teaching a girl to respect boys. When you’ve finished reddening her bare bottom, have this naughty little girl bring it back to me so these other girls can see what happens to rude girls.”

“Yes Mr Jenkins. Right girl. Twelve I think.”

She gasped as this boy grabbed between her legs and pulled her into position. Erica felt him stroke her clitoris and she jerked.

“Stand still girl.”

Erica wondered what on earth was happening. Something was definitely not right today. All thoughts went out of the window as her bare bottom was engulfed in flames.

“Aaaarrrgghh.”

Steven paid close attention to this girl’s bare bottom, thus ensuring his aim was accurate. Using a slipper was better than his hands as they ended up tingling, which lessened the nice feeling in his private parts. It was a bit of a chore spanking little girls, but they deserved it, especially this incredibly rude one. He gave her six spanks above the twelve he had said, but who was counting. He put his hands down his trousers to rearrange things, then spoke curtly to the well-spanked and sobbing girl.

“Get up girl and take this slipper back to Mr Jenkins.”

Erica was learning fast that here you did as you were told by a boy. She took the red hot slipper from Steven and walked past her nervous and stripped classmates to stand stark-naked in front of Mr Jenkins.

“Here is your slipper sir.”

“OK girl, show your bottom off to the others.”

She did as she was told, and stood stock still as Mr Jenkins felt all over her burning bottom as he inspected it in front of the girls.

“An excellent spanking Steven. You’re really coming along now. Perhaps a slightly tighter grouping around the centre of the bottom, but I’m probably just being a bit picky. A very creditable 9 out of 10. Well done Steven.”

Steven beamed with pride at such a compliment from the undoubted master of the art of spanking girls.

“Thank you very much Mr Jenkins. Your extra lessons with the year 7 girls have been really helpful to improve my performance.”

He smiled and nodded at Steven, then scowled as he turned to the naked girls.

“You girls mark well what happens if you’re naughty. Right Anderson, get back over to Steven and fill in your form.”

“Yes sir.”

She had to stand at ease before Steven, with her naked body on full display, although her bottom was very far from at ease.

Steven was always pleased at how compliant little girls were after a good spanking.

“I trust you’ve learnt your lesson girl.”

“Yes sir. I have sir. Thank you sir. May I have a pen please sir so I can fill in my form sir.”

He silently pushed over a pen for her to fill in her details.

She finished and handed back the pen.

“Thank you very much sir.”

“Right Anderson, over to the scales with you and run girl. Your spanking has put us behind and we’ve only just started.”

“I’m very sorry sir.”

Steven glared back at the rest of the naked girls, who were looking so nervous. They all knew you did not mess with boys and had no idea what had gotten into Erica. She was normally the most compliant of all the girls.

“I trust none of you are going to act like this naughty little girl.”

He grinned as they all snapped to attention and with one voice gave their reply.

“No sir.”

Erica ran over to the scales and the jiggling of her sore bum was agonising. Matthew groped Florence’s bum as he manhandled her onto the scales. She saw her go red as he called out her weight as if he was a sergeant major addressing a parade ground.

“47.7 kilos. You’re getting fat Adams. I know your dad’s a baker, but did you have to scoff so many of his doughnuts?”

The whole room heard, and no doubt so did much of the school. The boys were all laughing at Matthew’s humiliation of this girl as he shoved her over to Jeremy for measuring. He pushed on her pussy to get her against the upright pole and gave his order.

“Stand up straight girl.”

Matthew looked at Erica.

“OK Anderson, you’re up. Come here.”

Erica being late with puberty, her breasts had barely grown and her pussy was still bald. Matthew grinned as he grabbed her red bum and shoved her on the scales. She had learnt enough today to know you didn’t argue with a boy, whatever he did.

“Hmmm... 34.2 kilos. You’re a bit skinny Anderson. Perhaps you should’ve had some of Adams’ doughnuts. Your tits are almost non-existent and you haven’t got any hair round your pussy, so you’re clearly still a little girl. OK, over there to get measured.”

She stood by the measure as she watched Jeremy pull the slider down hard on Florence’s head.

“150.1 centimetres. Off you go to these guys.”

Erica looked on in shock as Freddie and Richard gripped an arm and a leg each and hauled Florence up on the examination couch like a sack of potatoes, then strapped her in the stirrups with everything exposed to the room.

Jeremy turned and grabbed Erica, roughly pushing her barely formed tits to get her back against the measure.

“Stand up straight Anderson. OK 139.2 centimetres. Wait alongside the couch until it’s your turn in the stirrups for the measuring and exam.”

As Erica stood waiting, Freddie took Florence’s form and began to get answers to some of the questions.

“Have you had your first period yet?”

Florence blushed and whispered.

“Yes sir.”

“Speak up girl. I can’t hear you.”

She gulped and repeated her answer to his satisfaction.

“When was your last period?”

She spoke as quietly as she dare.

“It’s happening now sir.”

“Have you got a tampon inserted?”

“Err... Yes sir.”

“Look girl, this would go a lot quicker if you were to speak up.”

He raised his voice as if talking to a simpleton, his cue to get all the boys to look over and grin.

“HAVE YOU GOT A TAMPON INSERTED?”

She went red as he made her speak this very personal reply out loud so everyone could hear, especially the now watching boys.

“Yes sir.”

“It’ll have to be removed for the rest of the examination. Richard, pull the string to get it out, then pop it on that dish.”

She blushed profusely as Richard yanked it out, then held the soiled tampon up for all those boys to see.

“Look at this thing guys. Girls are so mucky.”

“Pop it down there Richard. OK girl. Do you masturbate?”

Florence just wanted this humiliation over and answered the boy.

“Yes sir.”

“How often girl.”

“Err... Two or three times a week sir.”

“OK girl. Last question from me. Are you sexually active?”

She went scarlet.

“No sir!”

He turned to Richard.

“If a girl gives the answer no, we have to check her hymen is intact, as girls are renowned liars. It says here ‘the hymen is a fringe of skin partially blocking the entrance to the vagina’. Just check that will you Richard.”

Florence looked between her legs to see the boy’s face a few centimetres from her vulva with his fingers poking about. She winced as he pushed on her hymen, but knew it would be so much worse for a girl if she complained about what a boy was doing.

“Doctor, is this fringe her hymen? It says here that I have to check it is intact if a girl says she is not sexually active.”

The doctor gave a disinterested glance down.

“Yes, that’s it Richard. It looks like she wasn’t lying, but generally it’s best not to trust girls.”

“Thank you Doctor. She’s all ready for you and Julian.”

Erica was horrified to see her brother grab the girl’s breasts and measure all their dimensions. Then he put the calipers against her vulva and reeled off several figures before writing them down on her form.

“We need to get her aroused dimensions now. Shall I carry on with the procedure doctor?”

The doctor passed Julian a tubular device about 15 centimetres long and 4 centimetres wide with a rounded tip.

“We’ve got to leave at 10.30 as year 7 boys have their gym practice then. Use this instrument for that quick way I taught you last year, or we’re going to be behind schedule.”

Julian flicked a switch on the bottom and it began to buzz. He spat on the end, opened her lips, then pushed the tip against her pussy and turned the knob on the end fully to the right. Erica heard the buzzing increase in pitch and Florence’s body began to jerk. In seconds she was breathing rapidly, then began to squeal. Her face looked as if she was loving this procedure. The girls would never admit it, not even to their classmates as girls don’t discuss such private matters, but this was the only part of today they would found enjoyable. Florence gave out a very loud sigh as her body shook, then she relaxed.

“I can see this girl’s ready for the last few measurements doctor.”

“Excellent work Julian. Please carry on.”

“Yes doctor. Areola diameter 42 millimetres. Erect nipple height 21 millimetres, and diameter 15 millimetres.”

He squeezed her nipple.

“Hardness... level 6 on the scale. Do you agree doctor?”

The doctor squeezed the nipple and agreed. Julian moved down to between her legs.

“Vulvar slit length 43 millimetres. Erect clitoral height 16 millimetres and diameter 10 millimetres. Colour err... deep red. Vaginal moisture level err... 4 I think doctor, possibly 5.”

He stepped back for the doctor to test with his own finger.

“I think level 4 Julian. There’s just the vaginal depth and diameter test left now. Here is the vaginometer designed specifically to do these two tests. You will remember you insert it until you feel an obstruction then read off the depth. Twist here to expand, not too quick mind. When you can see the girl is experiencing some level of discomfort, you read off the diameter.”

This was the test Julian really enjoyed last year. Girls were too frightened to object to what a boy was doing, and he liked watching their faces get all contorted until they shrieked with the pain. He could always see the beginning of their discomfort, but only read the number when they shrieked. He would leave it cranked up as he pretended to fumble for a pen to write it down.

“OK Adams, this is the last test and then we’re done.”

He had smiled kindly at the girl, who looked relieved this horror was almost over. He saw her relief turn to anguish as he sharply drove the vaginometer right in.

“Vaginal length 71 millimetres.”

He smiled again to reassure the very nervous girl.

“Now you may experience a little bit of discomfort on this next test. That’s quite normal.”

He began to twist the knob and saw the sweat on the girl as she was stretched. Another twist and he held it there to watch her start to tremble as she bit on her lip. He tweaked it a bit more and her mouth flew open as she screamed and begged.

“Please sir. It hurts sir. Take it out please sir. Pleeeeeaaase sir, Pleeeeeaaase. Oh please take it out sir...”

He smiled at the sobbing girl.

“Calm down girl. I won’t be a minute. Now where did I put my pen?”

“Pleeeeeaaase sir. It hurts sir. Pleeeeeaaase sir...”

“Vaginal diameter 37 millimetres. Shall I remove it now doctor?”

“I think I’d better check as well Julian.”

“It hurts sir. Take it out sir. Pleeeeeaaase sir.”

They ignored the girl.

“Julian, I think it is more like 72 millimetres depth and 36 millimetres diameter. Take another look.”

“You’re quite right doctor. A good job you checked. Can’t be too careful. Stop making such a fuss girl, we’re almost done.”

Julian reached for the clipboard and wrote the last two figures on her form. He went over to the girl and turned back the knob then yanked the vaginometer out causing her to shriek.

“Well girl, what do you say to me?”

“Thank you very much sir.”

Doctor Smith put on an insincere smile for the girl.

“Now girl, did you find Julian’s bedside manner reassuring?”

The nervous girl was not stupid and gave the safest answer.

“Yes sir. Very reassuring sir.”

“There you are Julian. Straight from the patient’s mouth. Keep that up and it will serve you well as a doctor. Good job.”

“Thank you doctor. OK Freddie and Richard. Get this girl out and put Anderson in.”

“Yes Julian.”

The boys unstrapped Florence and stood her back on the floor. Freddie turned to the girl.

“Right girl sit down over there until we have finished with all of you. You will assume position number one while you wait.”

Florence gratefully went over to the row of benches. She knew position number one and put her hands on her head and opened her legs to the regulation 90 degrees apart. Richard called down to her.

“Just a minute girl. You forgot this dirty thing.”

He was holding up her soiled tampon. Florence went scarlet as all the boys were looking at that most intimate object.

“Catch girl.”

She had to suffer their laughter as she jumped up and nearly dropped it. Fortunately, the stretching of the vaginometer allowed her to tuck it away with little effort. She resumed position number one and all the boys could see the tell-tale string dangling down.

“OK Anderson. Let’s get you on the couch.”

The two boys grabbed an arm then put their hands between her legs and yanked her onto the couch. Her creepy neighbour Freddie deliberately pushed a finger in her pussy. As Richard strapped her in, Freddie looked at his finger and wiped it on her chest.

“She’s all sticky down there. Anderson must have enjoyed looking at her mate’s pussy. She’s a lesbo!”

Erica forgot where she was and angrily shouted at the boys.

“I am not a lesbian, and keep your filthy hands off me you perverts.”

The other girls looked shocked. Erica was going to cop it big time now as they saw Mr Jenkins pick up a long cane.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY TO THESE FINE BOYS WHO ARE JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU GIRL!”

Erica suddenly realised the huge amount of trouble she was in. Girls shouldn’t be treated like this. Something was wrong today.

“I’m very sorry sir. I really am sir.”

“Freddie and Richard, unstrap this girl, get her down and bend her over the couch. Julian, hold her arms tight.”

Erica was a short girl and her legs did not touch the floor as she was held over the couch by her grinning brother.

“Freddie, Richard. This insolent girl must be taught to respect boys. As the aggrieved parties, you may use this cane to teach her well. Give this girl your best twelve strokes each. You first Freddie.”

Only rarely were boys given the honour of being allowed to use the cane, and they would not let Mr Jenkins down. Freddie proudly took the cane. He looked down at the girl and grinned. He thought she was such a stuck-up cow, always looking down her nose at him. He was going to teach this bitch manners. He ignored her pleas as he crashed the cane down with all his might.

“Please sir, no sir. I’m very so... AAARRRGGGHHH.”

With perfect placement Freddie brought the whippy cane right across the centre of her bottom. Erica’s whole body was on fire as she felt more pain than she thought was even possible. He came down again and again as her screams could be heard all round the school. She got just a moment’s respite as Freddie finished and the deputy head called over to the doctor.

“Please check she is fit for the next twelve Doctor Smith.”

He gave a cursory glance and offered his medical opinion.

“Girls have tough little bottoms Mr Jenkins and hardly feel pain. Richard can carry on with this rude girl’s well merited caning.”

The boys changed over and Richard continued. The girls looked on in horror at Erica’s rear, each one very glad it wasn’t them. Her dangling legs jerked as each cane landed, looking like their biology lesson with the dead frog and those electrodes. Finally the room fell silent apart from the sobs of a well thrashed girl. Mr Jenkins took back the cane and nodded to Julian, who let her go.

“Get up girl.”

Erica gingerly slid off the couch, her legs barely able to take the weight.

“You will apologise to Freddie and to Richard and then to the whole room for your insolent behaviour. If I don’t think your apology is sincere I will personally give you another six.”

Mr Jenkins saw the look of terror in the girl’s eyes at the thought of more caning. There would be no more trouble from her. Erica looked at the smirking Freddie. She had to supress her anger very deep as she summoned up her most grovelling apology.

“I am very sorry sir for my behaviour sir. It was wholly wrong sir and I apologise unreservedly to you for my insolence sir. I thank you sir for caning me to teach me to respect boys sir. I promise to you sir that in future I will never disrespect boys sir.”

She turned to Richard and repeated her apology before addressing the whole room.

“I acknowledge to you girls, and to you sirs, that boys are superior to girls in every way and apologise unreservedly for my insolent and wholly unwarranted behaviour. My caning was completely justified for showing such disrespect to boys.”

To Erica’s great relief, Mr Jenkins accepted the sincerity of her apology.

“I should think so too girl. Right Freddie and Richard, carry on.”

The boys grabbed her arm and between her legs as they hauled her onto the couch and strapped her in to display her pussy and striped bottom to the whole room. Just to make a point, they deliberately rubbed their hands between her legs, including within the folds of her pussy, and fondled her blazing bum, laughing as she winced. Freddie picked up her form.

“No more insolence from you girl. Have you had your first period yet?”

Erica knew she could do nothing but answer the questions and get this over with.

“No sir.”

He felt her bald pussy and laughed.

“See Richard, she’s still a little girl. OK Anderson. Do you masturbate?”

“Yes sir.”

“How often girl.”

She could not stop herself from going red as she truthfully answered the boy.

“Every day sir.”

“Do you hear that Richard, this girl’s a pervert. Final question from me. Are you sexually active?”

“No sir.”

“I’ll check her this time Richard.”

She stared at the ceiling as he held her labia open. She knew how close he was, as she felt his hot breath as he prodded her vulva.

“Yeah Richard, that fringe is there so this perv is telling the truth. OK Julian, over to you.”

Julian got the calipers out and took all the measurements required by the form.

“These all confirm you’re still a little girl with tiny tits and bald pussy. I know you’re gonna like this next bit as I heard your answers to Freddie.”

She was appalled when she realised she had just admitted in front of her big brother that she masturbated every day. She doubted she was going to like anything her brother did as she heard him spit. She felt her brother open her labia and press that thing against her vulva. He turned it up full and it was as if he sent an electric shock through her. This was the most wonderful feeling she ever had, a whole magnitude better than her own fingers. She could not stop shaking and squealed at the continuing pleasure. Julian was always impressed at how quickly this worked as he saw his little sister’s small nipples stiffen and fluids leak from her pussy. She was wanting more but he pulled it away and began to measure his fully aroused sister.

“Areola diameter 25 millimetres. Erect nipple height 12 millimetres, and diameter 8 millimetres. Hardness level 10. Vulvar slit length 39 millimetres. Erect clitoral height 14 millimetres and diameter 9 millimetres. Colour scarlet. Vaginal moisture level 9.”

He wrote everything down then picked up the vaginometer and shoved. Erica winced as it went in and collided with her cervix. She had never felt her vagina totally stuffed like this, and was surprised it was more pleasant than she was expecting.

“Vaginal length 68 millimetres. This next bit might be somewhat uncomfortable sis.”

She had watched Florence and steeled herself as he turned the dial. She gritted her teeth as it began to hurt. He was grinning as he saw his sister sweating. He turned it a bit more and her eyes were looking wild. He held it there, expecting her to give in to the pain, but she just trembled. Erica knew she could not take much more, when he turned it up further. The whole room heard her scream, but she stoically refused to act like Florence. Julian saw beads of sweat run down her forehead and she was grimacing, but he was surprised she was not begging for its removal. Nonetheless, he dithered about as he apparently looked for a pen.

“Vaginal width 45 millimetres doctor. Would you like to check?”

The doctor looked at the girl, then slowly at the vaginometer. Finally he nodded and, to Erica’s relief, told Julian to take it out.

“There, all over sis. OK guys, get her out quickly, we’re running late.”

With no grace at all, the boys hauled her out. Her pervy neighbour Freddie felt her stretched pussy for good measure.

“Look Richard. I can get all four fingers in now.”

He saw all that vaginal fluid and deliberately wiped it over her prepubescent breasts.

“This perv’s a really wet one and no mistake. Right girl sit down over there. Assume position number one.”

Erica was relieved it was over. Wincing as she sat, she snapped her legs and hands into position to avoid more spankings.

There were just 2 girls left when the door opened and in trooped the year 7 boys. The doctor looked over.

“Sorry boys, the year 8 girls physicals are running late. We should be finished in about five or ten minutes. You girls get up and let the boys sit down. Stand at ease over there facing the boys.”

The boys were grinning at these naked girls. One of the boys noticed the bit of string dangling down from Florence.

“Ugh. That dirty girl is having her period. I don’t want to look at her. Go stand in the corner over there out of my sight girl.”

Florence did as she was told. As Erica got up and that same boy saw her rear.

“Someone’s been naughty. Come here girl and I’ll rub it better for you.”

Erica was in a quandary, but knew that here it was best to obey any boy.

“Yes sir. Thank you sir.”

The boy grinned as he pulled out a slipper from his kit bag and gave her an almighty whack. His mate laughed to see the girl jump in the air rubbing her sore bottom.

“Nice one Paul. Girls are so dumb.”

Erica rushed over to the other girls and stood at ease as ordered.

Paul wanted more fun and walked over to Erica and groped her chest, then between her legs, before calling back to his mate.

“Hey George this stupid cow is just like a little boy on top. If I hadn’t confirmed there was a bit missing down here we would have had to cover her up as we couldn’t have girls looking at a naked boy.”

Erica wanted to wipe the stupid grin off this boy’s face, but Mr Jenkins was coming over with that slipper in his hand.

“Hello Paul. Sorry about the delay, but your gym practice should be able to start soon. This insolent girl caused most of the delay. She didn’t want to get her clothes off in front of boys as she claimed girls need modesty. Have you ever heard anything so ridiculous? A few minutes workout with my favourite slipper and she was soon doing as she was told. She is definitely a troublemaker as she was disrespectful to Steven and he had to give her a good spanking. Then she was dreadfully rude to Freddie and Richard. I had to have them use the cane to teach her to respect boys. She delayed us about 10 minutes in total.”

“You mean Mr Jenkins that I’m missing my gym practice because of this stupid girl.”

“Afraid so Paul. She is the worst troublemaker I have ever known in all my years of teaching.”

“May I borrow your slipper Mr Jenkins?”

“Be my guest Paul.”

“Come here girl and bend over.”

Mr Jenkins glared at the girl as he handed over the slipper. Paul was just about to lay into Erica when Doctor Smith called out.

“Good news. We’re all done. You girls have delayed these boys long enough. Pick up your clothes and put them on outside so they can get changed in privacy.”

Paul rudely dismissed the bent over girl.

“Get out girl. I’ve got gym practice to do.”

Erica quickly grabbed her clothes. She could not believe she would ever be grateful to rush out of the gym into the open air completely naked. Even the sight of a dozen grinning boys walking by barely diminished her relief. Imogen called over.

“Don’t bother getting dressed. We’re late and next is swimming with our year 8 boys. It’s only five minutes to the pool if we run.”

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