Anticipation

Anticipation 5

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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 whole class participates
in stripping Donald naked.

Anticipation

Chapter 5

[Alpenhorn, 2022]

Jeanne watched from her seat, entranced. Donald was at the front of the classroom. Four strong kids—the holders—kept him captive. Under the direction of the teacher—Miss Claire—the kids in the class had been systematically removing Donald’s clothes. Now, all he had left was his underwear: socks, gotchies, vest.

Suddenly, he wrenched free of the holders. He ran to the door. It was an escape. But that heavy security door could not be opened quickly. The holders easily re-captured the victim, and brought him back to his place.

Miss Claire had a crooked smile. ‘Who wants to be next?’ she asked, as though nothing had happened. Miss Claire chose the two boys behind Jeanne: ‘Ife and Daniel, you may remove Donald’s socks.’ The two boys happily complied. They asked the holders to seat Donald on the railing again. They held his feet up toward the class. They removed the socks and carefully placed them on the desk with the rest of Donald’s clothes. Many of the kids seemed to relish the sight of the boy’s bare feet.

Ife made sure the class saw how the last joint of the second toe skewed to the side. Daniel pointed to the other foot; it was the same. ‘So, Donnie-boy, what is this?’ Daniel asked. ‘Some sort of birth defect?’ Donald just closed his eyes tightly and didn’t answer.

Jeanne thought the deformed toes were probably caused by shoes that were too short Donald wore when he was very young. More evidence of poverty. She considered Daniel impolite to ask about it.

‘May we touch?’ Ife asked Miss Claire. She nodded. The boys lightly tickled the feet—Ife on one foot, Daniel on the other. Soon Donald was flailing and shrieking.

[When Ife and Daniel were back in their seats, Jeanne listened to their whispers.] —That was fun.—Do you think anyone noticed my...you know...stiffy?—Naah: everyone was staring at Donald’s bare feet. [Jeanne sighed: a stiffy walked right past her, and she hadn’t even noticed.]

Next, a girl—Ronica— was chosen to remove Donald’s vest. Up, over his head, easily done. Jeanne admired all the bare skin that was showing. Yes, he was definitely a bit chubby.

Ronica got the holders to turn Donald around; she pointed out a scar below his right shoulder blade. ‘So, Donald,’ she asked, feeling it. ‘What happened here?’ Donald did not answer.

Ronica had cruel ideas about touching. She tickled the ribs. She ran a fingernail down the spine. Donald was turned again to face the class. Ronica poked the outie belly button. She repeatedly pinched the nipples until they stood out. Jeanne watched it all with a dreamy smile.

Miss Claire paused for a while. Donald was almost naked. He had only a skimpy pair of gotchies. Jeanne knew—Donald knew—everyone knew—the gotchies would come off next. Donald was struggling and silently sobbing. But he was helpless. The little tent in the gotchies caused by his stiffy showed that he was a “real boy” in there. The kids were whispering among themselves, anticipating the final reveal. They would see the rest of Donald!

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