Life at Oakdale School

Life at Oakdale School 2

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 boys’ shock at being naked for swimming had faded, and their initial curiosity with each other’s bodies had been replaced with the task of simply getting on with the lesson. Miss Lancaster has seen and handled them all now, so what worse could happen? As he stood alongside the pool with his arms folded, Nick heard a cheery voice and turned.

“Hi Nick. Don’t get too cold.”

A smiling Julie Brown was looking right at his willy, seriously affected by this unheated pool, and now she was giggling.

“That water must be freezing.”

Nick’s jaw dropped. He had always been able to cope with his sisters and their friends, and even with Julie and Bobby squeezing the front of his short trousers, but here he was in front of a girl classmate stark naked! He snapped his hands between his legs, only to receive a whack from Miss Lancaster’s slipper.

“I won’t have boys embarrassing my young girls by playing with themselves. Keep those hands at your sides Johnson.”

He could only comply. Julie’s eyes fixed on the unobstructed view. Miss Lancaster turned to his smiling classmate.

“Miss Brown, isn’t it? What can we do for you?”

Julie’s stare was having an effect. It was already back to normal and Nick was relieved as she turned to his teacher.

“I have a message from Mr Collins. There is an urgent phone call for you in the office Miss Lancaster.”

“We can’t have boys in the water without adult supervision, so I’ll have to get them all out. Would you be able to monitor the boys for me while I’m away Miss Brown? I’m sure I won’t be long.”

Julie’s face broke out into a huge grin.

“Wow! Can I!”

Miss Lancaster gave out a loud tut. Julie realised her mistake and wiped the grin off her face before smiling demurely.

“Sorry Miss Lancaster. Err… Of course I will Miss Lancaster.”

Miss Lancaster nodded, then blew her whistle to get the boy’s attention.

“I have to take a phone call, so you boys must get out of the water and line up alongside the pool. While I am away you will stand at attention with hands behind your backs. Miss Brown will be in charge and you will do as she tells you.”

The boys looked shocked and didn’t move. Miss Lancaster slapped that slipper loudly on her palm for encouragement.

“The last one out gets a sore bottom.”

There was a mad rush and Julie saw all the boys had suffered considerable shrinkage as they scrambled out of the cold water. It was Jenkins who came last. Miss Lancaster turned to Julie and passed her the slipper.

“Let’s see how good you are at taking charge Miss Brown. You know how to deal with tardy boys like Jenkins here?”

Julie saw it was the boy who barged past her as she went to get on the minibus. She couldn’t believe her luck being given permission to spank this rude boy.

“Yes Miss Lancaster.”

She was glad it had not been Jim, as she had only been joking when she talked about spanking his cute tushie. She knew what to do and slapped the slipper on her palm, then used it to silently point to the ground. Miss Lancaster was impressed at Julie’s ability to impose her will and make Jenkins stand in front of her.

“Bend over Jenkins with your legs apart and hands on knees.”

The teacher was even more impressed as her orders ensured that the maximum was on display during his spanking, although everyone could see Jenkins had the bare minimum to show and the cold-water shrinkage meant even less. Julie was enjoying this as she let fly full strength and soon had this rude boy crying. Eventually she stopped.

“Get up Jenkins.”

He did as he was told.

“Well done Miss Brown, you warmed his bottom nicely, and it is the perfect shade of red. We can all see he is still a little boy and making a tardy little boy cry ensures he learns his lesson and will be faster next time. Hold on to the slipper and don’t hesitate to use it again on any of these boys.”

Miss Lancaster glared at the line of naked boys.

“Listen carefully to me boys. If Miss Brown has to use the slipper on any of you, you will get ten more when I return. Keep the boys at attention with hands behind their backs until I get back Miss Brown.”

“Yes Miss Lancaster.”

Julie spent the next five minutes enjoyably checking out her boy classmates as she walked up and down the line tapping the slipper on her palm. Nick got a grin and a nod as she eyed his mature willy. She noticed Jim was making a habit of going red in front of her, although she thought at least he had a good reason this time. Julie smiled at him, as she really thought he was cute and was unconcerned he still looked like a little boy.

It was less than a year ago when her twin brother had a bald little winkle. Her pussy tingled as she recalled bath times with her brother and their detailed monitoring of each other’s progress. The charts produced from the three years of data they’d input to their excel spreadsheet confirmed his willy had grown really fast once puberty kicked in. He’d had a long hairy willy for several months now and last night her brother’s boner measured 5.9 inches. They’d promised to send each other their figures every week, but she’d miss her brother’s skilful fingers after he’d collected her data. Her fingers had had him squirting for over 8 months now and she was going to miss that fun too. Julie gave her classmate another smile, knowing he was only a bit late in starting puberty and would be as big as Nick next year.

They all heard the bell go for changeover time, but Miss Lancaster hadn’t returned. Julie was not sure what to do when the rest of the year 9 girls rushed through the changing room door. The girls were in their PE kit, although Nick saw Bobby was holding back and was in her underwear for some reason. They giggled to see all their boy classmates naked. The boys’ unanimous response was to snap their hands between their legs. Julie raised the slipper.

“You all heard Miss Lancaster. Keep at attention with hands behind your backs.”

The boys knew not to disobey and went red as they resumed their position, all except Higgins. Julie went up to him.

“Get those hands down Higgins!”

Julie gave him a whack. He went scarlet as he had to reveal his sparsely hairy three-inch willy. Julie smiled at the girls.

“Well girls, I guess we had all better get ready for swimming.”

Julie was teasing the boys as she slowly pulled her vest out of her shorts then slid her fingers inside the waist and went to push them down. The boys couldn’t stop their reaction. Her friends giggled at the sight of 10 rising willys, showing the wonderful variety of year 9 boys at differing stages of puberty. Julie thought Jim’s bald mini-boner was as cute as her brother’s had been last year. She smiled at Nick with his six incher but was amazed to see Royle had a huge seven inch boner which was almost 2 inches wide. Once they were all erect, she finally pushed her fingers right down. When Miss Lancaster reminded the girls earlier of the required time-saving rules when changing for the lesson of PE followed by swimming, the boys had no idea this meant girls had to put their black one-piece costume underneath their PE kit. The boys’ expectations of seeing some of Julie’s bare flesh were dashed. Just then, Miss Lancaster returned.

“Why are you girls still in your PE kit? Take them off so we can get started.”

As the girls removed the PE kit to reveal their swimsuit, Nick saw Bobby go red.

“Err… My mum sent my suitcase with all my clothes and kit on separately miss. It hasn’t arrived yet miss, and Mr Collins said school rules meant I had to do gym in my underwear miss.”

“You can’t swim in your underwear Miss Symonds, so slip them off.”

“Err… But there are boys here miss.”

“Our rules are that girls without their kit have to swim like the boys. Now get your underwear off girl. Hurry it up.”

“But miss…”

“You do not argue with your teacher. Do as you are told!”

“Err… Yes miss.”

She went scarlet as she had to comply, and in front of these already aroused boys too. As the only pupil moving, all eyes were on her. The boys’ boners went rock hard on seeing their first naked girl. Bobby was squirming as the boys stared, and she tried to hide behind the other girls. Miss Lancaster turned to Julie.

“All OK with the boys?”

Before Julie could reply, Miss Lancaster spotted the slipper mark on Higgins’ bottom.

“I see you had trouble with this one. Come here boy and bend over with your legs apart and hands on knees.”

Higgins knew what he was in for but had no option as he went over to his teacher and followed her orders.

“Right girls. You will each take this slipper and give Higgins’ bare bottom a whack. You first Miss Symonds.”

Bobby had mixed feelings about having to come out into full view: horrified the boys would see her completely naked but delighted to be able to spank a boy. She had a perfect rear view of his 3” willy and balls swinging about as she raised the slipper high and brought it down. She grinned at Higgins’ shriek, then quickly rushed back behind the other girls.

Higgins was blubbing when Julie had the last spank and passed the slipper back to Miss Lancaster. She called out Bobby.

“Miss Symonds, you need a lesson not to argue with teachers. Bend over with your legs apart and hands on knees girl.”

She had to bend over, knowing her bare bottom and more would be on display to the boys.

“Right boys. You will each take this slipper and give this naughty girl’s bare bottom a whack. You first Higgins.”

He stopped snivelling, unable to believe how his luck had changed. He wiped his eyes and walked over to take the slipper. Looking down, he had a perfect view of the rear of her slit. That plumped up willy he got from his spanking ramped up to 100%. He landed his whack, pleased with an equally loud shriek to the one she got from him.

The girls giggled as each boy’s boner wobbled about as he walked over to collect the slipper. Jim and Nick were last. They saw Bobby was crying with a sore red bottom, so just gave her the lightest of taps. Miss Lancaster said nothing as she took the slipper off Nick.

“Stand up Miss Symonds, legs apart and hands behind your back.”

Nick was astounded to be seeing his first naked girl, barely three feet away from him, and in school too. Bobby had two smooth conical breasts sticking forward from her chest some two inches, each with a darker central disc about an inch across and a large nipple in the middle pointing right at him. As he observed her oval belly button, the sun came out and the small diamond stud nestling in the dip began to sparkle. Below was a blond triangle of hair around a dark slit with folds of skin on either side. He had never seen anything so beautiful. Miss Lancaster glared at the girl.

“We do not allow jewellery on our girls. You will report to matron immediately to have that diamond stud removed, then hurry back here for the rest of your swimming lesson.”

“But miss, I haven’t got any clothes on.”

Miss Lancaster had no time for such trivia.

“Well, it will be all the quicker for matron to remove it then. Don’t dawdle girl, get on your way.”

Nick gave Bobby a smile, and she wondered why she felt a tingle in her pussy at being seen naked by her new friend.

“Yes miss.”

As she came out of the changing rooms, there was Mr Collins.

“Have you seen my boys Miss Symonds?”

“Err… They are still by the pool with Miss Lancaster sir.”

“Thank you Miss Symonds.”

That was weird she thought. It didn’t look like he even saw she was naked. When she approached the door of the main building, Mr Davies was just walking up. He looked straight into her eyes as he held the door open.

“After you Miss Symonds.”

“Err… Thank you sir.”

“Why aren’t you in your swimming class?”

“Err… I had forgotten I still had this diamond stud sir, and Miss Lancaster told me to see matron to get it removed.”

She saw his eyes glance down at her belly button. He must have seen everything, but he just gave her his usual smile.

“Yes Miss Symonds school rules do not permit pupils to wear any form of jewellery, so that stud will have to go.”

Mr Davies pointed up the stairs.

“Matron’s office is on the third floor, second door on the right. She will keep the diamond safe until you go home at the end of term. Hurry straight back after she has dealt with it so you don’t miss too much of your swimming lesson.”

He gave her a nod and that smile.

“See you later Miss Symonds.”

She thought this is an odd school. No one seems to notice a year 9 girl walking about stark naked. Her pussy gave quite a tingle as a breeze played over her stiff nipples. This might be fun she thought and started up the stairs to matron.

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As Mr Collins got to the pool, he grinned as he saw Miss Lancaster talking to the line of aroused boys.

“Right you boys. I would normally tell you all to go back in the water to calm down, but you’d better get off for PE.”

As her fellow teacher came over, she turned to him.

“Sorry for the delay Mr Collins, but that urgent phone call took longer than expected.”

“That is quite alright Miss Lancaster. OK boys, off to the gym.”

As the boys were just ambling off, Mr Collins raised his voice to a bellow.

“AT THE DOUBLE!”

He gave the slowest boy a whack with the worn slipper he had held behind his back. The girls laughed to see that wonderful variety of boners all waggling wildly about as the boys sped off with Jenkins desperately trying to rub that red slipper shaped mark as he brought up the rear.

Once in the gym, Mr Collins got them working.

“You all need to get warmed up after swimming. Five times round the gym for starters. MOVE YOURSELVES!”

The boys all rushed to obey. When that was done he had the breathless boys line up and gave them fresh orders.

“Five minutes of jumping jacks now. UP… DOWN… UP… DOWN… UP… DOWN…”

Mr Collins continued with his bellowing as he went round to check how this new intake was doing. He saw one boy not giving his all to the exercise.

“No slacking boy.”

Jenkins shrieked as Mr Collins applied that worn slipper to his already sore bottom. He smiled to see the pace of all the boys pick up. There is nothing like setting a painful example to encourage the others. Eventually he called a halt.

“OK boys stop. Ropework now. I need a volunteer to show us how it is done. You’ll do Jenkins. Up you go.”

Jenkins wheezed as he struggled to make much impression on the rope but eventually got to the top.

“That was pathetic boy. This is how it is done.”

Mr Collins was as agile as a monkey and effortlessly got to the top in two seconds, then slid back down. Jenkins was still hanging on for dear life at the top.

“Come on Jenkins, just release your grip and slide down.”

Jenkins tentatively relaxed his hands and began to descend. Gravity picked up the pace and the gym echoed to the boy’s scream as the rope sped between his legs. The boy landed with a thump, his hands clutching his immature genitalia.

“Jenkins made the rookie mistake of keeping his legs wrapped round the rope and then he descended far too quickly.”

Mr Collins got down and moved the sobbing boy’s knees apart then pulled away his hands. Every boy winced to see the red rope burn on the underside of his snug balls and all along his little winkle.

“Matron had better take a look at that. Help him up Reynolds and take him to her office. Do you know where that is?”

Jim had seen the sign during the tour they had all taken earlier. He was naked but, from the response to Bobby’s protest as she was told to go off to get that stud removed, he knew he would just have to suck it up.

“Yes sir.”

Jim held Jenkins’ arm as they slowly walked out of the gym and off to see matron. Going through the door to the main building, a senior girl walked towards them.

“What are you boys doing out of class?”

Jim was surprised she made no mention of their complete lack of attire.

“Err… I’m taking Jenkins up to matron miss. He got hurt during gym miss.”

She gave him a smile.

“You don’t have to call me miss. My name is Brenda Francis in year 12. I’m one of the prefects here, as this yellow band on my sleeve indicates. The head boy and head girl have two yellow bands. The polite form of address at Oakdale for me is ‘prefect’ and if you see two yellow bands it is ‘head boy’ or ‘head girl’. You’ll soon pick it up.”

Jim thought it best to call her prefect as he apologised for his error in calling her miss.

“Sorry prefect.”

He got another smile.

“What’s your name?”

“It’s Reynolds prefect.”

“What’s your first name?”

“Err… James, but my friends call me Jim prefect.”

He thought her smile was wonderful.

“Nice to meet you Jim.”

She turned to Jenkins, whose one free hand was still clutching between his legs.

“And what’s your name?”

“Err… Richard Jenkins prefect.”

“What’s the trouble Richard?”

Jenkins turned scarlet and hung his head.

“Err…”

Jim thought it best to answer for him.

“Err… He got a nasty rope burn on his… err… most sensitive bits prefect.”

“May I check you out Richard?”

Jenkins was still embarrassed but was surprised to be asked and gave her a nod.

She knelt down and gently moved Jenkins’ hand to lift up his little winkle. She gasped as she saw the scrape.

“That is very nasty. Let me help you get Richard up to matron Jim.”

Brenda held one arm and Jim had the other as they made their way up the stairs. As they stepped onto the third floor, a year 10 girl came out of the second door on the right. She pointed at the naked boys and burst out laughing.

“What tiny bald winkles you both have. You’re still little boys.”

The boys jumped as the prefect bellowed at the girl.

“YOU DO NOT DISRESPECT BOYS MISS GLOVER.”

The girl looked stunned to be reprimanded. The prefect continued.

“This is not the first time either Miss Glover. You know the drill.”

Jim saw the girl go red but she did not move.

“I’m waiting Miss Glover.”

“But prefect, these little boys will see.”

“They are not ‘little’ boys Miss Glover, they are boys who deserve the same respect a girl would expect to receive from any boy. You should have thought of the consequences before you disrespected them Miss Glover.”

“But prefect…”

“Are you disrespecting our cherished traditions too Miss Glover?”

The anguish on the girl’s face was plain, but those concerns were all as a result of her own intemperate actions.

“I just can’t prefect.”

The prefect grabbed Miss Glover and spun her round then bent her over. She felt the prefect slide her skirt over her bottom and went red as she knew these little boys would be seeing her panties. Then she felt a breeze on her bottom as the prefect skimmed her panties down to her knees. She was horrified that the little boys would be seeing her bare bottom. The prefect then tucked her skirt into her blouse. Miss Glover wondered why she continued to tuck it in at the front too. She was not very bright, so it took quite a few seconds for her to realise that this spanking would end with having to stand up and face these boys as she was required to apologise. She began to sob at the impending humiliation of them not only seeing her getting spanked but also everything between her legs. Then the prefect gave another order.

“Legs wide apart Miss Glover.”

She had to comply. Jim had been astonished to see the prefect pull those white panties down to her knees, revealing her lily-white bare bottom. Now they were stretched tight, he saw even more at the top of the A formed from two long, smooth, so feminine, legs, with the panties creating the bar. The prefect put her hand in the small of Miss Glover’s back and smartly landed six powerful smacks to her rear, leaving that lily-white bum with three red hand prints on each cheek.

“You will get six more for disrespecting our cherished traditions Miss Glover.”

The girl screamed and blubbed as the prefect landed three more on each already sore cheek.

“Get up Miss Glover and apologise to these boys. This is Reynolds, and this is Jenkins.”

As the crying girl stood up and turned, those white panties fell round her ankles. Jenkins shrieked as his sore winkle went so stiff. Jim just went red as his little willy rose in front of these girls. Miss Glover’s bottom was not the only thing tingling, and she went scarlet as the intense feelings in her pussy reminded her of the reason for their mini-boners. She wiped her eyes and had no option but to just stand there and apologise to these two boys.

“Err… I’m very sorry for disrespecting you Reynolds.”

She looked at Jenkins.

“Err… I’m very sorry for disrespecting you too Jenkins.”

“Let that be a lesson to you Miss Glover. You may pull your panties up now.”

“Yes prefect.”

The boys watched as her panties shot up. Jim had noticed a small knob of glistening pink flesh sticking out at the top of that hairy slit and wondered what it was. The prefect had seen it too and knew Miss Glover’s humiliation was complete.

“Get your skirt back down then hurry off to your lessons Miss Glover.”

The girl dropped her skirt and could not get away fast enough, her mind consumed with the knowledge these boys had not only seen her getting spanked and crying, but also her most private parts, and aroused too. Brenda gave Jim a smile.

“I won’t put up with such rude girls, and I’m sure she won’t disrespect boys again Jim.”

She looked down at those so cute bald prepubescent boners.

“So what if you boys are a bit late going through puberty. My kid brothers were both 14 when they got hair and their willys grew. Girls usually mature faster than boys, and it was even later for me. I was 15 when hair grew down there.”

Brenda felt her chest.

“These are still on the small size, but it doesn’t bother me. We all grow at different rates and it is no measure of maturity. Miss Glover may have more hair and larger boobs than me, but she clearly demonstrated her immaturity. Don’t worry about going stiff, as that is perfectly natural for boys and we girls know you have no control over your willys.”

Jim wondered how this girl knew about her brothers but was amazed at how frank she was about her own experiences. He felt a light slap on his rear to get him moving.

“Come on Jim, we’ve got to get matron to sort out that nasty scrape on Richard’s…”

Brenda gave him a grin.

“… ‘err… most sensitive bits’.”

Jim realised she was just ribbing him and grinned back. Walking through the door, he saw a plump lady in a nurse’s uniform bending down in front of Bobby. That must be matron he thought.

“There we are Miss Symonds. I’ll keep this diamond stud in a safe place and you can retrieve it at the end of term.”

Matron turned to the prefect and smiled.

“What do we have here Miss Francis?”

Brenda thought she had better be formal when talking to a member of staff about Jim and Richard.

“Reynolds here was bringing Jenkins to see you matron. Year 9 were having gym when Jenkins got a rope burn.”

“Where exactly Miss Francis?”

Brenda smiled at Jim.

“Reynolds described it as on his ‘err… most sensitive bits’. Just here matron.”

She lifted up that little winkle and both matron and Bobby gasped. Bobby spoke first.

“That looks very nasty matron.”

“Indeed it does. You had better get back to your swimming class now. Off you go Miss Symonds.”

Matron gave Bobby a tap on her bare bottom to send her off. She paused in front of Jim and smiled.

“Hi Jim. It’s been quite some first day, hasn’t it Jim?”

He had already seen his new friend naked by the pool, but now she was standing right in front of him and chatting away as if this was all quite normal. She was expecting an answer too. He went scarlet and averted his eyes.

“Err… Yes… err… Bobby.”

“You and Julie, plus me and Nick will have a lot to talk about over tea. I’ll see you later Jim.”

She looked down and saw Jim’s so cute unstoppable reaction. Jenkins shrieked as his willy joined in. Brenda gave Bobby a wink in acknowledgment of Jim being such a polite boy and not staring at this naked girl, who was clearly a friend. Bobby nodded at the prefect and went off back to the pool. Matron smiled at Jenkins.

“Right Jenkins, it will be easiest for me if you hop up on this chair so I can get a good view of that wound.”

Not surprisingly, Jenkins had never seen a gynaecological chair and he wondered what all the additions were for. As he sat down, matron grabbed his legs to strap them in the stirrups, adjusted the chair, then swung his knees fully apart and brought down the powerful light to shine on his ‘err… most sensitive bits’. He’d never been so exposed, and in front of a girl prefect and matron too. Jim felt for his classmate as she studied his immature genitalia and moved them about.

Brenda gave Jenkins a sympathetic smile. She had always had an annual Bupa screening and her family doctor formally diagnosed her with delayed puberty when she was 13 and still had a flat chest and no hair. The doctor had recommended a regular check to monitor her progress every time she was home from Oakdale during the end of term holidays. Her mum was always so busy and had said she was old enough to take herself to the doctor. With three examinations each year, she was very familiar with the embarrassment of laying naked and exposed in such a chair as the doctor squeezed and measured every dimension of her immature breasts then fingered her pussy for signs of growing hair. The doctor always lingered on her clit and asked if she felt anything as it got rubbed and squeezed, faithfully jotting down her responses. Even the length of her slit went on her medical records at every visit. At least Jenkins did not get the additional humiliation of being opened up for the internal part. She shuddered as she remembered that first check when her vagina got stretched so wide, then the feeling of the doctor’s breath on her bald pussy as he peered into the speculum.

After that first time, Brenda was concerned about the doctor’s actions and discussed them with her mother. It was so embarrassing as her mum got her to explain in explicit detail exactly what the doctor had done, then said that all sounded perfectly normal as he was just monitoring her puberty. Her mum had laughed and said ‘Wait till you have kids. Us girls have to get used to gynaecological examinations from male doctors’. Brenda still thought he was a perve though.

“Well Jenkins, there is no serious damage to your penis and testicles, but it will take several days to heal up. A bit of ointment is needed. I will put some on now and give Mrs Yelland a tube so she can apply it each morning and night until Friday. Air flowing over the wound will speed the healing process, so no trousers or underpants until then.”

Jenkins looked shocked.

“But it’ll be all on show miss!”

“No one is going to be looking at a boy like you. Besides, you’ll have your jacket, shirt and tie on.”

She gave a chuckle.

“You could always wear your tie long this week.”

She remembered something else.

“Oh, and no masturbation either while it heals.”

She saw both boys look puzzled as Jenkins responded.

“Masturbation miss?”

Brenda offered a helpful explanation as she dropped her right hand and moved it backwards and forwards rapidly.

“You know, like this.”

Matron saw the prefect was clearly familiar with boys. Jenkins and Reynolds still had blank looks, so she made it clear.

“No playing with your penis. I heard you shriek when Miss Symonds left. If it goes stiff, that will make it hurt.”

She reached into a filing cabinet and pulled out a bundle of papers.

“I’ve received the medical records for year 9 from all of your doctors. I’ll just add some notes to update about today.”

She found Jenkins’ record and scrutinised it.

“I see it’s Richard Jenkins. School nicknames are very difficult to shift once you get one and that’s an unfortunate first name if you are going to be walking about the school with your genitalia on display over the next few days. You may find you get called ‘little Dick’, especially from some of our more immature girls.”

The prefect looked very serious.

“Not on my watch matron. I have only just dealt with Miss Glover for disrespecting these boys by referring to those very attributes as if they represented immaturity.”

The matron smiled.

“How many did she get?”

“The immature girl also disrespected our traditions about accepting punishments, simply because these boys would see. I had to pull her panties down for her so she got 12. I thought I would take her down a peg or two by tucking her skirt in her blouse, including at the front. She went scarlet when I got her up and turned her round to apologise to each boy.”

Matron smiled at Jenkins.

“I thought I heard a boy’s shriek just before you all came in.”

Brenda smiled and nodded at matron.

“She might have bigger breasts and more hair around her vulva than I have matron, but her mental immaturity was even more obvious to all three of us. I will have a firm talk with Miss Glover when classes end so she can spread the word amongst the girls about the consequences they can expect if they try out that nickname.”

“That should do the trick Miss Francis.”

Matron scribbled some notes on Jenkins’ medical record, then looked over at Jim. She flicked through to find his record.

“At your last examination three months ago, your doctor noted that you are still at Tanner stage one and recommended regular monitoring of your growth over the next few years.”

Brenda wondered if all medical personnel liked checking the advance of puberty. Matron continued.

“He is probably just being over cautious, as some boys are naturally late starting puberty. Since you are here I might as well give you a full check now to form a base line. Just step on these scales first so we can get your weight.”

After also getting his height, then heart rate and blood pressure, Jim saw matron go to a drawer and pull out that necklace with a lot of different sized beads on it, from the small one like a grape to one bigger than a large plum.

“Please can you keep Reynolds’ penis out of the way for me Miss Francis.”

Brenda smiled at Jim.

“Is that OK with you Reynolds?”

Jim remembered Miss Lancaster had just grabbed it without so much as a by your leave. He was pleased to be asked and nodded. His willy tingled as the prefect reached down with her so warm hand to press it against his stomach and out of matron’s way as she placed the necklace alongside one of his testicles and compared each bead one by one. She quickly stopped and looked at the number, then, after double checking, wrote it down on his record card.

“Please would you lightly stretch his penis forward so I can get both the measurements Miss Francis?”

Jim felt the prefect’s finger and thumb gently hold his willy out for matron’s ruler and callipers. As Brenda let go, he had no idea why matron got a magnifying glass and closely scrutinised his willy and balls.

“We need the other measurements now Miss Francis. From your gesture to Jenkins, you obviously know what to do.”

Brenda smiled at Jim as she slid her finger and thumb quickly backwards and forwards. He looked down to see she was alternately exposing and covering the head. It was nothing like when Miss Lancaster handled him and he began to feel very strange as it quickly went rigid. She did not stop and it had never gone so stiff. Jim began to worry as he thought he was about to pee in front of everybody. He was going to say something when he saw matron smile at the prefect.

“That’ll do Miss Francis. Get the foreskin right back and hold his erection steady so I can get the exact measurements.”

Brenda pulled the skin back really tight and Jim had never felt so wonderful. She squeezed his willy too as her finger stroked under his balls. At bath time, her younger brothers always liked her doing that as they approached their prepubescent dry cum. Matron held the glans as the ruler went alongside and smiled at his groans as it pulsed four times, although nothing came out. Picking up his card, matron winked at the prefect as she put an extra note under his erect penile dimensions. She looked at the boy and saw he had the biggest grin ever. When she mentioned masturbation to Jenkins earlier, she had seen Reynolds also had a puzzled look and wondered if that was his very first orgasm.

“Good news Reynolds. Puberty is starting. Your doctor recorded 2 on the orchidometer and I found it was number 4, so your testicles have got bigger. He found your flaccid penis was 1.3 inches long and 0.6 inches wide. I got 1.6 long and 0.7 wide. Erect, your doctor found your penis was 2.4 inches long and 0.8 inches wide. My measurement of your erection was 3.1 long and 1.0 wide. With my magnifier, I detected a few hairs just beginning to push through on your scrotum and around the base of your penis. I have recorded you as Tanner stage two now. I’ll have you back for your next examination in four weeks’ time, as puberty in boys sometimes proceeds quickly once it starts.”

Matron thought the prefect’s actions had no doubt contributed a lot to the growth she recorded, especially on his erect measurements. She would not have thought it possible for Reynolds’ grin to get any wider, but Miss Francis’ finger touching the base of his Tanner stage two 3.1 inch erect penis proved otherwise. Brenda brushed those few tiny, and still straight, dark hairs, then lightly stroked under his balls again as she spoke.

“These are your very first hairs. Puberty is finally beginning for you, so congratulations Reynolds.”

That felt electric to Jim. Matron smiled as the boy’s erection pulsed and he let out a very satisfied groan. Brenda grinned.

“I think these two boys had better get back to gym matron. I’ll go with them… err… to explain the delay to Mr Collins.”

Matron chuckled and gave the prefect a slight wink. Brenda did not care one bit that matron had guessed her real reason was to preview the variety of this year’s new intake of year 9 boys. Being a prefect sure has its perks.

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