Tales of Eudoria: The Party at Pine Falls

By Little Kitetail

little_kitetail@proton.me

Copyright 2023 by Little Kitetail all rights reserved

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now. 
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Tales of Eudoria: The Party at Pine Falls



Summary: A teacher plans a special celebration for the overworked and exhausted girls in her class. For the indolent boys, this will be a humiliating experience that won’t soon be forgotten.



This is an entry in the Tales of Eudoria Anthology. It is recommended that you read "The Advancement Counselor" first for an introduction to the world in which the stories takes place. Other stories in the series are designed to stand alone and can be read in any order. Feel free to email me with any questions, comments, or suggestions. I hope you enjoy it.

Whimsy always loved being at school in the morning. His school wasn't like the big schools Whimsy had seen on TV, where each physio age had their own classroom and teacher. There were, after all, only five kids in the entire town of Pine Falls, and all of them were different physio ages. From oldest to youngest, their names were Natalie, Francine, Whimsy, Leah, and Gingersnap. There was only one teacher, Ms. Taylor, the woman whose idea it was to start a school just a little while ago.

Whimsy loved mornings because it was one of only two times a day when the whole school was guaranteed to be together. When the school first opened, Ms. Taylor tried to design a schedule where all five kids studied together, listened to lectures together, and played together. But as the year went on, it became clear that wouldn't work. The girls needed more time to study, and many of the lectures Ms. Taylor wanted to give were only relevant to either the boys or the girls. So now, the girls studied and listened to lectures while the boys played, and vice versa. Whimsy definitely appreciated the extra playtime, but it was a little lonely to only have Gingersnap as company much of the time.

Each morning before school, all the kids got to play together on the wooden playground. Then, they'd be lectured together for the first hour of class. After that, they wouldn't see each other again until lunchtime, when they would eat together and then play together some more until they split up again for the afternoon.

Whimsy always tried to make the most of these early mornings. But lately, it was becoming more challenging. "C'mon! Come and get us!" he called out to Natalie. She was "it" in their game of tag and was usually the school's fastest runner. But, today, she was sluggish. All the girls were.

Whimsy had a pretty good idea of why. Advancement exams were coming up. Both he and Gingersnap had decided not to attempt them this year. They were nowhere near ready. Realistically, none of the girls would be advancing this year either, but each of them was hoping to at least make progress toward that goal.

They were pushing themselves to their limits. It wasn't hard to see it in their eyes. None of them was getting enough sleep. More and more, they spent their breaks studying or finishing up assignments. All five of the kids had been good friends for a very long time, but it was obvious that the girls were starting to become envious of the boys' leisure. They had become less playful and more impatient than they used to be.

Whimsy wore a sour expression on his face as Ms. Taylor called everyone inside for the morning lecture. He was frustrated. Things just weren't as fun as they used to be. Natalie, Francine, and Leah were looking a bit cross too. Ms. Taylor had told them they needed time to relax and play, but trying to keep up with the boys had left them even more exhausted.

Ms. Taylor immediately picked up on the low mood of the class. She had a pretty good idea of what was causing it, but she let the kids explain it anyway.

"Everything's been so boring lately! The girls never have time to play with us anymore. We're on that playground all by ourselves with nothing to do all day! No one even pays attention or cares about us!"

"You're lucky you get to play all day! You think we like having to work and study all the time? I'm going crazy with stress, and it's bad enough without you boys pestering us all the time!"

Ms. Taylor held her hands up. "All right, kids. What I'm hearing from you is the girls feel stressed and overworked, and the boys feel bored and purposeless. Well, it's very understandable that you'd both feel that way, but I think I have a solution."

The class waited patiently while Ms. Taylor continued. "You girls are in an awkward stage of your lives. You've been given a taste of the responsibility that falls on women in Eudoria, but very little of the power and authority that comes with it. It's no wonder it feels unfair to you." She drew herself up to her full height and scanned between the girls in the room. "So here's what I propose. After the exams are done, we hold a special party. Just for the girls. You'll get to exercise your power by making all the decisions for how the party goes. And boys, you'll do whatever is needed to help make sure the girls have a good time, just as a Eudorian boy is supposed to."

The five kids all agreed to Ms. Taylor's plan. Plans were made for the girls to brainstorm ideas for the party during their class time later in the day. Whimsy and Gingersnap were happy to have a task to focus on and looked forward to showing the girls how helpful they could be. The rest of the school day passed like any other. The kids split their time between the playground and the classroom until lunchtime.

The school bell rang, and Whimsy and Gingersnap ran in from the playground right as the girls were coming out of the classroom, looking more cheerful than Whimsy had seen them in weeks. As one big group, they marched over to the little patch of grass where they liked to eat their lunch on clear days.

"Did… did you decide what you wanted for the party?" asked Whimsy, encouraged by their more uplifted attitude.

"Oh, yes…" replied Natalie, grinning wickedly.

"What'd you decide?" asked Gingersnap.

"Well… there's going to be lemon cake and tea. A few games. We're all going to be wearing fancy dresses and… "explained Francine.

"…and you boys are going to be NAKED!" shrieked Leah before collapsing into a fit of giggles that the older girls soon joined.

Whimsy and Gingersnap gave each other a glance, unsure of what to think about this. They looked at Ms. Taylor. Her mouth was full, so she could only give them a slight nod and smile in return. For a moment, Whimsy was sure he had misheard Leah, but the rest of the lunch with the girls removed any doubt of that. The three girls were merciless about teasing the two blushing boys.

"We're going to see your weenies!" taunted Leah.

"Gingersnap's cuter, but Whimsy is more handsome… I don't know which one I want to see more!" exclaimed Francine.

"Now girls, remember the deal. I said we could do this only if you each manage to beat the score you got last you by at least 20%."

"What?!" cried Whimsy, "You didn't… you can't… this isn't fair!"

"Is it fair that you boys get so much more playtime and relaxation? It's just how things work here," answered Ms. Taylor patiently.

"Yeah, plus you made a promise, and you're not getting out of it," said Natalie, with just a slight hint of menace in her voice that made both Whimsy and Gingersnap shrink back.

The next few weeks passed all too quickly for both boys. At one point, Whimsy came up with the idea of trying to distract the girls from their studies and make them fail to reach their goals. He and Gingersnap made a valorous attempt to tempt their classmates with all their favorite games and activities. Most of the time, they only got a mischievous smirk in return. The few times the girls said yes, Whimsy and Gingersnap could see the girls looking hungrily at their bodies the whole time.

Finally, the day of the party came. Whimsy took a deep breath. All three of the girls had met their target. Whimsy tried to be happy with it, but even then, thinking about what they wanted as a reward made his heart race. He and Gingersnap had arrived early that day to help Ms. Taylor set everything up. Until that moment, he had been too busy hanging streamers and tying balloons to think about what was coming next.

The two boys now stood awkwardly in a cramped supply closet, each holding a wire hangar Ms. Taylor had provided to hang their clothes on the metal shelving. On one side of the closet sat the treats that had been prepared by Ms. Taylor and the boys. Whimsy and Gingersnap were careful not to disturb them. Instead, they found themselves pressed against the opposite set of shelves, which held stacks of stationary wrapped in plastic.

Whimsy couldn't even bare to look at Gingersnap. Through the closet door, he could hear that the girls had arrived. It was hard to miss with all the excited whispering and giggling. Whimsy braced himself and started to pull off his t-shirt. He then sank to the floor and removed his shoes and socks. He stuffed his socks in his shoes and slid them under the shelves. Finally, he squeezed his eyes shut and pulled his shorts and underwear down to his ankles.

Whimsy finally chanced a glance at Gingersnap. The younger boy was as naked as he was. That was a slight relief. Whimsy still wasn't looking forward to leaving the supply closet, but at least he wouldn't be alone. "You ready?" Whimsy asked.

Gingersnap shook his head, but it was clear from the sound of the voices through the door that the girls were getting impatient. "Let's just get it over with…" Gingersnap responded.

Whimsy picked up a tray of lemon cakes, leaving Gingersnap to bring the teacups. Gingersnap was deeper in the closet than he was, and it was too small for them to get around each other, so Whimsy knew he was going out first. He took a deep breath and pushed the door open. It made a creak that was just loud enough to draw every eye to his body, which was soon drowned out by the sound of cheering.

Natalie was wearing a grin the size of a crescent moon. Francine was blushing almost as hard as the boys, peeking at them over a little plate she held to hide her face. Leah was staring at Gingersnap with her mouth open as if under a spell.

Whimsy and Gingersnap spent the next few hours catering to the girls' needs. Whenever Whimsy turned his back on the table full of giggling girls, he would feel a poke or pinch on his round bottom.

"It was her!" one of them would say.

"No it wasn't, it was you!" another would retort, giggling.

There was nothing Whimsy and Gingersnap could do. They were going to be eye candy for the girls no matter what. Every time one of them tried to hide behind an object or cover their crotches with their hand or a platter, the girls would shriek at them to show themselves. If they refused, the girls would charge them to tickle and spank them until they relented.

It wasn't all bad, though. Whimsy and Gingersnap got to eat their share of the treats as long as they ate it while sitting on a girl's lap. It was Leah's idea to have Gingersnap sit on her lap while she fed him, but Natalie and Francine also wanted to try it as soon as they saw it. After that, each boy spent plenty of time on each girl's lap. After a while, Whimsy started to appreciate the attention.

Over the years, the town of Pine Falls grew in population, and one day, there were too many kids for Ms. Taylor's little schoolhouse. So a new school was built, a proper full-sized one where each grade had its own teacher and classroom, some more than one. The old schoolhouse was preserved in its original condition, and the five original students were immortalized in a set of life-sized bronze statues commemorating the party. The metal's luster has faded with time, except for the butt, dick, and balls of the statues of Whimsy and Gingersnap carrying serving trays, which remain well-polished by the hands of hundreds of visitors passing through to learn about the origin of one of Pine Falls' most beloved traditions, the After-Exam Naked Party.









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