Nudifying Pixie 3

By Faery Tales
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Copyright 2024 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: The Funhouse Mirror

Rayan moves on to the next mirror. He’d thought the fun house would actually be…well…fun. Boy is he wrong. However, it did work to get him away from his pesky younger siblings. When the family came to the amusement park, fifteen-year-old Rayan had gotten stuck watching his eleven-year-old sister, Sanaa, and her twin brother Sedik. They had enjoyed some of the rides but Rayan was getting tired of having them around. So when he suggested the fun house and they both balked at the idea, he pretended he really wanted to go in. He found their parents and asked if he could go on his own for a bit. Guessing their older son had had enough watching his younger siblings, Rayan’s parents let him go off to the fun house on his own.

Rayan sighs. The only fun he’s having is being away from Sanaa and Sedik. He walks to the next distorting mirror and is only slightly amused by how it changes his appearance. Rayan is a few inches taller than average for boys his age. He plays quarterback—and quite well at that—for his school’s football team. His black hair is cut short with just a small tuft left a bit longer up front. He has brown eyes and a charming smile that beguiles the girls. Of course, his moderately muscular body from his football playing is an eye-catcher for the girls as well. He has a winsome smile and is quite charismatic. In fact today as he walked along with his younger siblings in tow, not just a few girls his age didn’t mind taking a second look his way. And Rayan responded in kind.

Right now, however, he’s mostly alone and he’s not surprised due to how boring this place is. He moves to the last mirror which elongates his head and legs and squishes his torso. He does get a bit of a chuckle out of that. He hears some other giggles and notes some teens—a mix of boys and girls—just starting the first mirror. If it had just been the girls he might have mustered up the courage to go and engage them in conversation. Instead he decides to leave.

But wait. There’s one more mirror. He’s confident the one he’s standing in front of now was the last one. Yet, there it is. Well, why not try it out he decides. As soon as he does he lets out a gasp. He looks down at himself and then over at the other kids. They evidently didn’t hear him to his great relief. What he had seen a moment before was his reflection stark naked! Everything else about him and anything else being reflected was normal but his mirror image had no clothes on! He’d looked down to be sure it wasn’t reflecting reality and had been glad to see he still has on his clothes. But how does the mirror do that?

Then he hears the giggling. He turns around and there are some of the girls from earlier. They must’ve seen at least some of his reflection he rues. With his face turning an every deep shade of red, he backs up right against the mirror to hide it from their eyes. As casually as he can—he fails pretty miserably at it—he waves them on. Not sure they had really seen this cute, athletic boy’s reflection in the buff, the girls, wink at him, giggle, and move on.

A slightly panicked Rayan looks around and sees the other group getting closer. He’s afraid to walk away as they’re close enough to see his naked reflection if they just happen to look his way. He turns back toward the mirror and is confused, yet, relieved. His reflection is now fully clothed in exactly the same clothes he’s wearing. But then the image begins to soundlessly laugh. And then it points at Rayan. All this is almost just as disconcerting as when he’d seen his reflection naked since he is NOT currently laughing or pointing. A bead of sweat appears on his brow. Against his better judgement, he slowly looks down. His yelp brings much unwanted attention as it is now his reflection that is fully clothed and it is he himself that is completely naked!! “But how?!?” his muddled mind screams. He looks up to come face-to-face with the stares of the group of teens currently with mouths agape, eyes wide-open, and confusion on their faces.

The teens recover quicker than does Rayan. The boys start laughing uproariously while the girls whistle, cat-call and ogle him ecstatically. The girls had certainly been captivated by the clothed Rayan from a few moments ago, but they are now enraptured by the very naked, red-faced Rayan they see in front of them.

Having no idea what happened or really what to do, the deeply blushing and mortified Rayan takes off running only to further his embarrassment as he provides an unwilling free show for many other people. A small part of his mind not occupied with his naked state, is delegated to wonder why of all times now is when lots and lots of people had decided to populate the funhouse. Unfortunately for Rayan, the group of teens chase after him creating all kind of noise bringing additional unwanted attention (the boys just because it’s fun and the girls as they want to see this cute naked boy’s bare buns for as long as they can).

As the bare-naked Rayan and his entourage disappear, no one notices the mirror slowly fading away. In its place a pixie shimmers into view. A nudifying pixie named Dezbraca who is giggling at the spectacle. She thinks about moving on to some other part of the amusement park, but spots a cute boy in a school group filled with giggling girls heading her way. She may stick around just a few more moments and watch his reaction when he’s the only one of the group looking in her ‘mirror’ who’s completely naked.

The End


 




   
   
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