Nudifying Pixie 1

By Faery Tales
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Copyright 2023 by Faery Tales, all rights reserved

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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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Nudifying Pixie_Introduction

Dezbraca Baiatul can hardly hold back her excitement. The young pixie rubs her palms together wondering what Pathway she’ll be assigned to. She’s flitting around a small area listening with glee for her name to be called. For the past several time cycles, Dezbraca has been studying at the academy so she can do more than regular pixies get to do. It’s been a grueling undertaking but will be well worth it. And though any Pathway is better than a pixie’s assignment who hasn’t gone through the academy, Dezbraca has such high hopes for one certain Pathway that she has focused her normally flighty energies like never before.

Any of the Pathways allows for so much more mischief. While any non-trained pixie can enjoy causing playful trouble, a Pathway degree allows for so much more.

“Dezbraca Baiatul!”

Dezbraca nearly explodes upon hearing her name. She giggles along with her friends and then proceeds forward. The headmaster drones on for a few moments as he has for each graduate causing Dezbraca to use ALL the self-control she has to hover in place.

“So, Dezbraca, it is my privilege to assign you to…”

Debraca is wringing her hands in eager anticipation. She hates that the headmaster always pauses just before announcing the Pathway.

“…the Nudifying Pathway!”

Cheers erupt—as they do for all announcements of Pathway—and Dezbraca squeals with great joy! This is the Pathway she’d studied so hard for and she’s on it.

“Look out, cute human males.” she thinks to herself as she accepts the power crystal that will greatly enhance her magically abilities which in this case will allow her to easily strip human males of their clothes.

And as soon as the rest of the students get their assignments and power crystals and the ceremony ends, Dezbraca hurries off. So many cute males to strip and an eternity to do it!! The ecstatic and naughty grin on her face could hardly be bigger.





Nudifying Pixie_Part 1_Archery

The bow is pulled back. A moment or two passes and then the instructor, camp counselor Natalie, gives the word. Seven arrows fly through the air and not a one of them is on target. Joel Ngo sighs as do the other kids in line. Four other boys and two girls had signed up for archery. As Natalie notes with a covert sigh, their complete lack of experience is painfully evident. But she knew that going into this. It happens every year with every group of kids who sign up for the lessons.

Twelve-year-old Joel is in his second week of camp. His grandparents had moved to the U.S. from Vietnam before his parents were born. His thick black hair is swept over to the left up front which he often has to brush out of his brown eyes. He’s about average in height for boys his age and has a small, wiry frame. He is wearing a red t-shirt with his favorite baseball team’s logo on the front, dark blue cargo shorts, gray ankle socks and black running shoes with white sole and heel.

One of the girls, Kalena, had signed up for archery not because she wanted to try the sport, but because she had her eye on the cute Joel. And she’s not the only girl who has taken a liking to him, just one of the quicker ones to sign up first for some of the activities he had. She has long brown hair that cascades half-way down her back and has several flowers embedded in it. She has a warm smile that brightens any room along with her radiant green eyes. She pushes up her glasses while taking a quick look over at Joel who is in line directly to her right.

Natalie has the group get ready again. Seven arrows go flying again. Six arrows miss the target completely. Again. But wait! To everyone’s surprise, one arrow actually hit the target. Joel’s arrow is about as far out on the outer most white ring as possible. He grins at his small success. His grin turns to a scowl, though, as he and everyone else notices something odd. Something red is hanging off the end of the arrow. It looks like…like…well, it looks like his t-shirt! He looks down and is astonished to see his torso uncovered. He blushes slightly only because he hadn’t chosen to be shirtless (he’s been so at beaches and pools on numerous occasions without being self-conscious) and not because it bothers him to be shirtless in appropriate public settings. The other six kids and Natalie are just as confused. Though equally confused, Kalena and the other girl, Vicki, don’t mind seeing Joel bare chested at all.

Joel scurries up to his target, gets his shirt and quickly puts it on. It has a few tears and small holes in it but remains mostly functional. He hurries back to his place determined to get on with the lesson. Everyone shakes off the bizarre event and ready themselves as well. Only Dezbraca is still smiling.

A few hours before Joel and his six fellow campers started their archery lesson, the pixie had been flying around looking for a good stripping opportunity. Not that there weren’t any at all, she just felt like taking it easy a bit and waiting until a more sensational moment arises. That’s when she wondered into this summer camp. She thrilled at all the boys and joined in with many of the girls in taking an immediate liking to the cute Joel. So, unfortunately for him, Joel becomes her next target. It was Dezbraca that made his arrow hit the target this last time and take his shirt with it.

Seven kids line up and ready themselves for the next shot. Only one of them, Joel, has an unseen accomplice. Dezbraca giggles. Seven arrows are released and six miss their targets completely. It’s no wonder the archery lessons are done so far away from the other activities going on. Joel’s arrow hits the outer black circle. This time, along with his shirt, to his and everyone’s great surprise, both his socks are dangling off the end of the arrow.

This is crazy. All seven kids and Natalie are perplexed. Joel’s shirt getting ripped off by the arrow might—no matter how teeny-tiny the odds—possibly be accepted, but his socks?!? Dezbraca giggles again. This is fun she thinks to herself. Joel jogs up to his arrow, puts on his shirt, brings his socks back, takes his shoes off and puts them and his socks back on. While all still very baffling, the kids shake it off and get ready. Natalie, noting the kids’ eagerness to keep trying, shrugs her shoulders and gets them ready. Dezbraca gets ready, too.

Seven arrows go flying. Six miss. One hits. Joel’s arrow—guided again by Dezbraca—hits the outer blue circle. Previously, the other four boys--Liam, Elijah, Jamal, and Colby--would just stand with confused looks on their faces while waiting for Joel to get his shirt and then his shirt and socks. This time, however, they are chuckling. Not only are Joel’s shirt and socks hanging off the end of his arrow, but so are his boxer shorts. Yes, a pair of light blue boxer shorts with black waistband and little white and red stars on them hangs prominently on the end of the arrow along with Joel’s shirt and socks.

Joel looks down. He is relieved to see he still has on his shorts. He—along with the others including the laughing boys—cannot fathom how his boxers come off and are still intact waving slightly on the end of his arrow. But, boy, is he glad his shorts are still on. Kalena and the other girl, Vicki, though surprised and puzzled, are smiling right along with Dezbraca knowing poor Joel is unwillingly going commando right now. He blushes at the fact that the girls are seeing his underwear and know that he isn’t wearing any now.

This is the last straw. Joel hurries up to his target, fetches his clothes, puts his shirt on right away and hurries back to the instructor. He asks if he can leave. Just because he’d been willing to take off his shoes earlier in front of everyone in order to put his socks back on, there’s NO way he’s going to take his shorts off here to put his underwear back on. The girls figure this would be the case but had secretly hoped.

Natalie, understandingly, tells Joel he can go and to feel free to come back for tomorrow’s lesson if he wants to. He really wants to but begins to slowly walk away. As he dejectedly passes a few yards behind Kalena, the instructor has the remaining kids shoot off their arrows again. He pauses to see what happens. At first, there is great cheering among the six. Not knowing it’s Dezbraca’s doing, they all see they have miracle-beyond-miracle all hit the very centers of their targets! But then there is a gasp that delights Dezbraca.

From right-to-left, at the end of Liam’s arrow is a red t-shirt, at the end of Elijah’s is a pair of gray ankle socks, at the end of Jamal’s is one blue running shoe, at the end of Colby’s is another blue running shoe, at the end of Kalena’s is a pair of dark blue cargo shorts, and, horror-of-horrors to Joel but complete amusement to the other boys and wonderous joy to the girls including Dezbracca, at the end of Vicki’s is a pair of light blue boxer shorts with little white and red stars on them.

Everyone’s eyes are wide open. Joel looks down. He looks back up and sees the other kids and the instructor all staring at him. He quickly and dreadfully notes that Vicki and Kalena are looking much further down than his face. And a multitude of whistles and catcalls from behind Joel alert the red-faced, panic-stricken and completely butt naked boy that many other campers have noticed his denuded state. If anything could move faster than a rocketing arrow, it is Joel as the blushing lad streaks away for cover.

Dezbraca swirls in sheer ecstasy thrilling at the sight of the cute, beet red, naked Joel zooming through amused campers toward his cabin having not thought through a better route to avoid such an audience.

And more girls do sign up for archery, but, alas, Dezbraca has moved on to other fun so no more arrow-stripping of any more boys…for now.



The End








   
   
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