By Mr. S-K
Copyright 2024 by Mr. S-K, all rights reserved
[810 words]
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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.
My name is Julie, and I was 11 years old when this happened. I
have a little brother, Mark, who was 4 back then. This story is told
from my perspective on that day.
Today, my parents
decided to take us to the beach. I loved going to the beach to play
with mom, but after my brother was born, my parents only focused on
him. From then on, I only played alone.
Nowadays it is
different. I don’t care for playing anymore. What I like to do at the
beach is looking at the surfers. They are very hot, and I want to marry
a surfer when I grow up.
Still, for the last few years, I have
been very naughty towards my baby brother. I guess I am jealous about
my parents giving him all the attention now. Today it wouldn’t be
different. At the beach, I was seeing how alone I was, and how my
parents only played with Mark.
So, after 30 minutes or so of
coming to the beach, I decided to do something with my brother. He was
loving the beach, and I knew that he would be sad if we had to go home.
I didn’t care, as there were only two surfers at the beach, and I was
already getting bored.
I went to the sea, and grabbed some
muddy sand from underwater. It was very bad to touch, the sensation it
left on the skin was very odd. But still, I could just wash my hand
afterwards. I grabbed it, and came back to the shore where my brother
was digging a hole. My parents were looking away for a moment, so I
dropped that muddy sand on my brother’s body. He started crying, and
then my parents came running.
Mom: What happened, Marky?
Mark: Julie *sob* sand *sob* me…
Dad: We need to get him clean, honey. Come with us, Julie.
And then dad directed us towards the open showers. When we got there,
mom took off Mark’s speedo and started to wash him. I started to giggle
at the sight of my brother’s situation, and my dad noticed. That’s when
he decided I needed a good punishment.
Dad: You know what, Julie? I see you also have some of that on you. You need to wash too, don’t you think, honey?
Mom: Absolutely, babe. Come here, Julie.
I reluctantly followed my mother’s orders. I thought I was only going
to wash my hands, but my parents understood that the only way for me to
stop messing with my brother was to treat me exactly like him.
As soon, as I got under the shower’s water, mom got behind me and
grabbed my one-piece swimsuit. In a single movement, she dropped it all
the way down. I screamed, but that only made everything worse.
Mom: You know, little girl, I am tired of you mistreating your brother.
From now on, I will treat you exactly like him. And if he needs to wash
naked, so do you.
Me (covering my soon-to-be breasts with one
hand and my ladyparts with the other one): But mom, I am already a
lady! What will people think if they see me like this?
Mom: They will think you are a naughty girl, which you have been.
She then started to wash me like that, as if I were a little kid. Mark
was already with dad, and dad was drying him. After a few moments, mom
grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the shower, but refused to give me
my towel. She said I had to wait for Mark to be dry and dry with his
little kid towel.
At that very moment, the two surfers came
towards the showers to rinse off the salt. When I noticed, I tried to
hide behind mom, but to no avail. They saw me, then made the comment
that broke my heart.
Surfer 1: Did you notice that girl? What’s with that?
Surfer 2: Don’t mind her. She’s just a kid. I guess she grew fast, but she still looks like a kid where it matters.
I was so sad from what they said, that I did the unimaginable. I went
towards them, and yelled “I’m no little kid. I’m already a lady!”. When
I was finishing my sentence, I remembered I was completely naked, but
now the whole beach was seeing me, as my yelling got the attention of
everyone nearby.
Mom came towards me and told me Mark was
dry, and I could use the towel. She apologized to the surfers for what
her “little girl” did to them, and I followed her back towards dad and
Mark.
From that day onwards, I never did anything bad to Mark again. But mom and dad still tease me by calling me “the surfer’s lady”.