By KB Montrose
farsighted100@protonmail.com
Copyright 2024 by KB Montrose, 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.
The Breeze's Daughters, part 3
Squall and her sister Zephyr
float along lazily resting up from yesterday’s excursions. Zephyr longs
to get back into action, but her wise sister counsels more rest to
ensure full strength if they are to really enjoy more strippings.
Zephyr reluctantly acquiesces hoping not to miss any great
opportunities.
Another hour goes by with Squall just barely
containing Zephyr’s enthusiasm. It’s not that Squall doesn’t want to
get right at the joy of stripping boys, but she feels a need to
recuperate if they are to accomplish feats as great as yesterday’s.
Zephyr’s pleading swirls finally convince Squall the fun should resume.
The sun is just peeking over the horizon so at first the two
breezes think they might have to wait a while before they can act.
However, fate is kind to them. The sisters are drifting above the tree
line that follows an old railway line that had been converted to a
bicycle/jogging trail. Zephyr is the first to notice a group of eight
boys out jogging on the trail. Zephyr swirls in delight rustling the
nearby tree tops. A few of the boys glance up momentarily at the sound
and motion as the warm early morning is otherwise quite still. The boys
look like maybe they might be part of a local school’s track team out
for a morning training session. Squall and Zephyr pay particular
attention to the lean muscular bodies as the boys continue on with
their attention back on their morning workout.
Squall confers
with Zephyr regarding their strategy. The boys are shirtless clad only
in their small black shorts and running shoes. Zephyr flys to the
smallest boy while Squall waits above. Despite the warm temperature,
the small lad shivers briefly as the strange cooling breeze circles
around his body. Zephyr knows to wait for the right moment which
presentds itself as the boys come to a stop where the trail crosses a
street. As several cars cause the boys to come to a stop Zephyr forces
the lad’s shorts to his knees causing him to yelp in surprise. Only a
couple of the other boys are behind him, so they are the only ones to
see what happened as he quickly pulls up his shorts. They laugh at him
but don’t say anything to the other boys whose attention had stayed
glued to the traffic looking for an appropriate opening to continue on.
The boy blushes a bit but takes the ribbing in stride thinking that one
of his teammates had pantsed him in fun. Zephyr, not wanting anyone
else to get the credit, acts once again sending the lad’s shorts to his
ankles. The boy stares in shock as do the ones he is facing. Their
renewed laughter catches the attention of the other boys who turn to
see what is happening. As they do so, Zephyr blows the boy’s underwear
down just as he bendfs over to pull up his shorts. His bare butt greets
his other teammates who act disgusted at what they think is an
intentional mooning.
Zephyr joins her sister up above the
boys who have resumed their jogging. The two breezes enjoy the crude
comments the boys toss out now and then regarding the boy who Zephyr
had twice pantsed. Sadly for the blushing lad, the breezes are not done
embarrassing him.
The sisters follow the boys until they
come to another intersection forcing them to halt. And once again,
Zephyr drops her previous target’s shorts to his ankles thrilling at
his yelp. And, as before, she forces his underwear down when he bends
down to retrieve his shorts. Though the other boys are still a bit
confused how this is happening to their teammate, they can not help
laughing at his embarrassment.
The breezes pursue the boys
with Squall deciding to take a turn. She and Zephyr have big plans for
the boys, but need a few more fun little adventures. She has to giggle
as only a breeze can when the group next stops and she notices the
smallest boy holding on to his shorts for dear life. But she doesn’t
have any designs on him. The tall quiet lad with the thick black hair
that covers a good portion of his face including his glasses has caught
Squall’s attention. She swirls around his body causing him to shiver as
the smallest boy had earlier. Upon Squall sending the boy’s shorts
rapidly to his ankles his cry of alarm tops the other boy’s because he
is only wearing a jockstrap under his shorts. Squall thrills at the
extra bonus of the boy’s bare butt. His red face adds to the two
breezes’ enjoyment. Because it has caught Squall so off guard to see
the boy’s rear end exposed so suddenly she doesn’t get to do anything
else to him before he has his shorts back up in to place. Still, she
and Zephyr love his embarrassed look and the teasing he has to endure
from his fellow joggers.
Squall and Zephyr begin the final
round of their plan. Stretching themselves out to four boys a piece,
they enter the boys’ shorts and swirled around their genitals causing
erections to begin. Surprised looks appear on the boys’ faces at what
is happening. Each one worries a bit that his progressing boner might
become noticed and get him teased. None of them really has to be
concerned as they are all looking elsewhere hoping not to be noticed.
As the boys near their school, they take some relief that maybe their
erections will subside before anyone else sees. However, they notice
some girls out on the soccer field getting ready for their practice.
They stop to stare for a couple of moments which doesn’t help with
their ever-increasing erections. A few of the girls notice the boys and
draw the attention of their other teammates to them. Squall and Zephyr
wait in eager anticipation to complete their plan.
As their
coach has yet to arrive, the girls start over toward the boys to talk
with them enjoying the sight of these cute shirtless boys. Though the
boys normally would’ve been happy to converse with the approaching
girls (or just ogle them), it suddenly dawns on them that it won’t take
long for the girls to be close enough to notice the boys’ shorts do
little to hide the semi- to full erections they are sporting from
Squalls and Zephyr’s actions.
Realizing the boys are looking
nervously at the arriving girls and are probably contemplating leaving
before they get too close, Squall and Zephyr have to act quickly so
they won’t lose this golden opportunity. The boys’ underwear (or
jockstraps for some) and flimsy shorts are all the breezes’ have to
worry about, so expanding and blowing them to tiny pieces presents no
problems for them.
The gasps followed by stunned silence
upon eight pairs of shorts and underwear exploding to bits were
priceless as everyone tries to take in what had just happened. Eight
boys stand stark naked except for their shoes, their mouths open in
unbelieving shock. The girls stare at their naked male classmates also
in unbelieving shock. However, the girls have the same thrill at the
sight as do Squall and Zephyr whereas the boys are horrified. And to
think the boys had worried the girls would see their tented shorts.
Instead, the girls get to check out the various shapes and sizes first
hand and are loving it. The boys remain motionless in paralyzed alarm
long enough for the girls to really enjoy the differences. All the
females present, human or breeze, burst out laughing while intently
mentally recording eight adorable bare butts retreating rapidly toward
the school attached to eight embarrassed and red-faced naked boys.
Squall and Zephyr swirl around one another savoring the comments of the
girls regarding the boys’ naked show. The breezes know they’ll have to
come by the jogging trail more often.