By brhmsj
Copyright 2024 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
* * * * *The Puericil School
Dr. Morgan faces a
difficult decision as he deals with an unusually tough case. A teen boy
needs regression therapy but the Doctor’s usual methods have not been
working. Over the years he has read about the drug Puericil but has
been reluctant to use it. Circumstances bring him to give it serious
consideration.
My first foray into the Puericil Universe.
For
three months Dr. Morgan had been meeting weekly with sixteen-year-old
David Billings, and about every other week with the boy’s parents.
David began puberty at fourteen. While technically not a late bloomer
he was quite aware that many boys his age had begun the process. He was
embarrassed by what he thought was a deficiency even though he was
ahead of some boys. Despite that embarrassment he also felt a
reluctance to give up boyhood. The results of these conflicting
emotions was that David became angry, belligerent, and aggressive. His
parents were distressed about this as David had been a good kid until
puberty began.
As a conscientious therapist, Dr. Morgan kept
himself well informed of research, changing views on treatments,
medicines, and general trends in the profession. Since its introduction
Dr. Morgan had followed the writings on the drug Puericil. While he was
impressed with the drug’s results and increasing use, he had been
reluctant to use it with any of his patients. After much consideration,
along with discussions with other professionals, he decided that David
Billings would benefit from Puericil.
Decision made, Dr. Morgan called David’s parents, Joe and Sylvia, in for a consultation.
“I would like to try a program of treatment for David that is a first
for me. There is a drug called Puericil which has a positive effect on
the behavior of boys, particularly boys who need their aggressions
curbed. Boys on the drug become calmer, obedient, and, perhaps most
important, accepting of authority.” He paused to see if the Billingses
had any questions so far. They did not. “The drug also has the physical
effect of returning the boy to prepubescence. His secondary sex
characteristics such as body hair will fall off and his genitals will
return to prepubescent size.” Seeing a look of concern of the faces of
David’s parents he added “an odd aspect of the drug’s effects is that
boys still are able to achieve orgasm with ejaculate. When taken off
the pill, the body will return to normal and function normally.
“The Behavioral Institute for Boys oversees Puericil programs. So far
very few boys locally are on the drug. The Institute has opened a
special school in the area for Puericil boys, thus eliminating any
embarrassment or humiliation in their own school. It also saves the
school from the need to make special arrangements for Puericil boys. Be
assured, at the school David’s will continue as it would here.”
“Will he have to board there?” Joe Billings asked.
“Yes. That is part of the process. I feel that David needs some time as
a young boy before he can accept the changes he is going through. I
don’t think he’ll need to be there long.
“One more thing about
the Institute’s program is that Puericil boys are put in the charge of
girls. Learning respect for girls and women is an important aspect of
the program. I have talked to Dr. Judd at the school and she has a girl
who can take care of David. Give this some thought, please. I honestly
feel this will be good for him.”
Two days later Joe and Sylvia
returned to Dr. Morgan’s office. “We will send him to the school,” they
announced. “We discussed it with him and he’s not happy about it but we
made him understand that he has no choice.”
“He did seem
rather glad to get away from the kids at school here, so that gave him
some incentive. We felt it best, though, not to explain much beyond
that we thought this school would fit his needs better. He accepted
that, though reluctantly,” Mr. Billings added. Dr. Morgan had told them
that a bit of subterfuge would be necessary. While they felt
uncomfortable not being completely forthcoming with the boy they did
understand the need.
“Good. I’ll make arrangements to take him tomorrow.”
The next day Joe and Sylvia, with a scowling David, met Dr. Morgan at
his office. They got into his car and he drove them to the school,
about a ninety minute drive. A discrete sign at the end of the drive
said simply “The Evans School.” One large late Victorian building held
both classrooms and dorms.
Dr. Morgan led the way to the
reception area and announced himself and the family. “Dr. Judd is
expecting you,” said the young lady behind the desk. “Through that
door.”
Dr. Judd occupied a spacious, comfortable office. The
middle-aged lady rose to greet everyone. “So nice to meet you. I trust
you had a good drive here.” Nods from the adults. “Dr. Morgan has
shared the information about David and he definitely is a good
candidate for the school. If there are no questions, we can start the
intake now.”
As they had been fully briefed already, Joe and
Sylvia had no questions and signed all the necessary documents. Dr.
Judd then announced, “We need to do an intake physical. David, you will
remove all your clothes.” Her tone was firm.
“You can’t make me! You’ll all see me naked!” David replied angrily.
Dr. Judd gave a grim smile and turned to the parents. “This is expected
behavior. A good spanking from Nurse Carstairs will change his
opinion.” Turning back to David she said, “I can assure you that if
Nurse Carstairs spanks you, you won’t forget it. Spanking or not, you
will lose your clothes. Your choice. I doubt you want to be spanked in
front of your parents.”
A look of panic came over the boy. He
was outnumbered and he certainly did not want a spanking, public or
private. Slowly he removed his clothes, handing them over to Dr. Judd
as he did. When he was naked, red faced with humiliation, she announced
“through here for the exam.” She opened a door to reveal a fully
equipped medical office. “Go ahead and sit on the exam table,” she told
David. “Dr. Alcott will be here in a moment.” Dr. Judd gave no
indication that she, Dr. Morgan, or the parents were leaving.
After a moment a brisk pleasant-faced young woman, followed by an older
stern-looking woman, entered from another door. “Hello. I’m Dr.
Alcott,” the younger woman said. “This is my assistant, Nurse
Carstairs,” she said, indicating the other woman. Dr. Judd made
introductions. Dr. Alcott already knew Dr. Morgan and expressed
pleasure at seeing him again.
“You’re David,” she said when
she turned to the boy. “We’re delighted to have you here at Evans. You
look fit and healthy but we do need to do a thorough intake exam.” She
proceeded to do a standard medical exam.
When she finished
with the sitting up portion of the exam she said “please roll over onto
your stomach. I need to take your temperature and do a prostate exam.”
David was about halfway over, now on his side, as he heard the second sentence. “What? But a temperature. . .”
“A rectal temperature is the most accurate and that is what we do
here.” As soon as she was finished David felt a hard smack on his upper
buttock.
“You’ll do as your told!” Nurse Carstairs’s gruff voice said, accompanying the swat.
“You’ve already been warned about a spanking from Nurse Carstairs,” Dr.
Judd said. One swat from her was plenty. With a sigh David settled on
his stomach. While he still felt humiliated it was fear of the unknown
which now was taking over his emotions.
When he was in place
he felt Dr. Alcott’s expert hands parting his cheeks. There was a quick
dab of lube on his hole followed by the thermometer. The first rectal
invasion of his life! And with his parents watching!
As he lay
there Dr. Judd was speaking to his parents. “There has never been a boy
who did not get a spanking on his first day. If not from Nurse
Carstairs then from his girl-in-charge, usually during the orientation.
There always is some resistance as this is new and most boys are here
for behavioral reasons, so always act out at some point.”
By
now the thermometer had been in for more than the requisite two
minutes. David was aware that he didn’t mind it in him. Dr. Alcott
extracted it and declared herself pleased with the boy’s temperature.
“All normal,” she said. “Now, I’m going to check your prostate, David.
You’ll feel a slight pressure and may think you need to pee but you
won’t. Please lie on your left side and pull your right leg up.” He did
as told. She quickly inserted a lubed latex gloved finger into the
boy’s rectum and easily found his prostate. David let out a cry of
shock at this new invasion. His prostate was also normal but Dr. Alcott
always kept her finger in for at least a minute, letting a boy get used
to the feel of something inside him. He could not know it then but this
also was a subtle form of control.
“His prostate is
excellent,” she said when she’d removed her finger. “Now, David, your
enema before we give you your first dose of medicine. You need to be
nice and clean in there.”
“Enema?” David had heard the word but never really understood what it meant.
“All perfectly natural, David,” Dr. Alcott answered. An IV stand was
ready with a full bag. “You can just stay as you are.” Reluctantly
David stayed put, now fearing more swats from Nurse Carstairs than
anything the doctor might do to him. He felt something else being
inserted into his rectum, larger than the thermometer. “That’s the
nozzle. This bag is full of warm water which I will release into you.
Let know if you feel any cramping as we go.” David was near to tears as
he felt the first bit of water entered him.
During the enema
Dr. Alcott gently rubbed his belly, helping him take the full two
quarts, though he had no idea of how much he was getting. It seemed
endless but finally the doctor said “the bag is empty. Now, I need you
to clench as I pull out the nozzle so that you don’t expel.” David did
his best and was successful. “Soon you’ll feel the need to go. Nurse
Carstairs will take you to the toilet.”
It wasn’t long.
“Please, I need to. . .” David said. Nurse Carstairs helped him off the
table and took him to the toilet which was in a small room off the exam
room. She stood in the doorway watching in case David needed any help.
To him, it felt like an explosion coming out of him. He did feel a bit
of cramping as he emptied.
As he sat there all he could think
was that this day was a nightmare. He was naked in front of his
parents, Dr. Morgan, and two women he didn’t know. They watched the
doctor invade his most private place. They watched him get an enema and
now they could hear him letting it go as the fearsome Nurse Carstairs
watched. She allowed him plenty of time to get everything out.
“I guess I’m done,” David said. He flushed the toilet, then turned to see Nurse Carstairs ready with a wet facecloth.
“Bend over,” she commanded. David did and she cleaned him thoroughly
and not gently. When she was done she said “back on the table”
accompanied by another swat to his bottom.
“I need you on your
hands and knees with your bottom high,” Dr. Alcott instructed. “Now we
come to perhaps the most important part of your intake physical. As you
know, you will be given Puericil to help you with your emotional
problems. For the first week to ten days it needs to be administered
rectally, once it has fully taken effect you will take it orally every
day.
“I’m going to give you your first dose,” the doctor
continued. He felt lube being applied to his anus yet again. A door
opened and Dr. Alcott said “ah, Claire, you’re just in time.” The
doctor’s finger went inside him, preparing him for the suppository to
come. She took her finger out, then he felt the suppository entering.
She held it in for a quite a while. He could sense it dissolving. “You
need to hold that in for two hours,” she instructed as she removed her
finger.
“This is Claire who will be in charge of you,” Dr. Alcott said when he was sitting up.
“In charge?” David asked. This was all so strange and overhwhelming.
“Yes. All Puericil boys are in the charge of a girl. You will
understand as you get used to things here.” Dr. Alcott turned to
David’s parents. “Learning obedience to girls and women is an important
part of our therapy. Claire will keep him safe and secure.” Turning
back to David, she said “Claire has full permission to spank you as
necessary. All our girls are allowed to spank their boys. Expected to,
really.” She smiled but David did not feel reassured.
“Claire,
David is ready to go to the dorm, then you can give him the tour of the
facilities. Here are his things.” While the exam had been going on
Nurse Carstairs had emptied David’s suitcase of any clothes, leaving
only toiletries and personal items. Claire took the suitcase from the
nurse.
“Good luck, son,” Joe said. “You’re in good hands.”
“Wait, can’t I get dressed first?” David asked angrily.
Claire laughed then spoke up for the first time. “All boys are naked
here at Evans. Now come along. We don’t want to start your time here
with a spanking, now do we?”
“No.” Reluctantly David followed
her through a door into a long hallway. She took him to the dorm area
and showed him into the room he’d been assigned. There were four beds,
three of which looked to be in use, along with signs that others lived
in the room already. “That’s your bed. You can set up your things, then
I’ll show you the school.”
David was shocked when he opened
the suitcase to see that there were no clothes. He was about to protest
but remembered what he’d been told about boys being naked. With an
angry snort he unpacked what little was left.
“Your roommates
are George, Freddie, and Billy, all boys about your age. They’ve all
settled into life here and are good kids now. You’ll meet them and
their girls later. Let’s go so I can show you the school.”
The
layout of the building proved not to be complicated. The classrooms
looked as he expected. Glass panels next to the classroom doors allowed
passersby to see inside the room. In each room the boys were indeed
naked. David noticed that all looked like they might be ten or eleven,
yet Claire had said that his roommates were around his age. He also
noticed that all the teachers were women, all of whom appeared to have
their charges’ full attention.
“Yes, all staff here are
female,” Claire told David as they moved toward the dining area. “No
male staff whatsoever. The only males are you boys.” David had no idea
what to make of this and said nothing.
The dining room was
pleasant, with tables seating four or six. “You can sit with whomever
you like. I’ll sit nearby to keep an eye on you.” David didn’t like the
sound of that but had learned quickly that protesting was useless.
Next was the common room, full of comfortable couches and chairs, along
with bookshelves lining the walls. “You will do most of your studying
in your room or in the library, but there are times when boys are
allowed to come here and relax.” David caught that using this room was
not at any time he chose. How many rules did this place have?
“Here is the library,” Claire said when they reached another doorway,
this one quite dramatic. They stepped inside to be greeted by the
librarian, Miss Willoughby, whose desk was just inside.
“You must be David,” Miss Willoughby said. “Pleased to meet you. I trust you’ll spend many pleasant hours in here.”
“Yes, ma’am,” David said, surprising himself at his respectful response.
“Good boy,” he heard Claire say. Why? She gave him a short tour of the
impressive library. There were some boys studying, each with a girl
nearby. Again the boys appeared to be around ten or eleven. No sign of
teenage development.
Library visit done, Claire took David
back to his room. “I’m sure you’ll have many questions but first I need
to make sure of one thing. Has anyone explained what the Puericil does?”
“Not really. Something about making me more respectful and obedient to authority,” David replied, his sarcasm clear.
“Yes, it does that and I’d say it already is working, given your
respectful behavior in the library. A good sign. However, you have a
ways to go yet. You may have noticed that all the boys look
prepubescent.” David nodded. “Puericil reverts a boy’s body back to
prepubescence. Over this week you will lose all your body hair, your
genitals will shrink, too.”
“What the. . .?”
“Now,
now, watch your language!” Claire said, stern for the first time. David
was taken aback by it. “An odd aspect of Puericil is that boys who
start it after puberty do not lose the ability to ejaculate. We do have
a few boys who started the drug before puberty. You’ll notice that they
are the smallest boys here as their growth has remained at the level
they were when they started the drug.” David was too shocked and
overwhelmed by it all that he could say nothing.
“One of my
responsibilities as your girl-in-charge is to make sure that you are
properly emptied every day so as not to have an unnecessary buildup of
semen. First thing in the morning helps start the day and again at
bedtime helps you to sleep.” David knew from his own masturbation that
he did sleep better after a late-night session. But a girl doing it to
him?
“Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy it, I promise you.”
“I doubt it,” David mumbled.
“Oh dear, it seems you do need a spanking to adjust your attitude.
We’ll wait for your roommates to get here, which will be soon. If I
know George, he’ll be getting a spanking when they return, so you won’t
be alone.” David went pale. Spanked by a girl and with others watching?
Would the nightmare ever end?
In a few minutes the other three
boys did return, along with three girls. Claire made the introductions.
“Boys, this is your new roommate, David. He’s a sophomore like you, so
you’ll be able to help him get to know what’s what with classes.” All
three boys could easily have been in elementary school, but apparently
they were in the tenth grade. Nervously David shook hands with them.
“Great to have the room full again,” said Billy who appeared to be the
most outgoing of the three. “It’s been a while.” David wondered if he’d
learn about the boy he was replacing.
“Now, meet the girls,”
Claire said. “Betty is in charge of George which is good as she is
quite no-nonsense, which he needs.” David gulped. Betty certainly
looked no-nonsense. “Jean is Freddie’s girl and advisor, and Billy
belongs to Leigh. If you watch your behavior you’ll do well with these
girls.” The boys added nothing to this. As best David could tell, they
were content with these arrangements.
“I do have one task
before study time. David’s attitude requires some work and he has
earned himself his first spanking. Maybe some day a boy will get
through his first day without a spanking.” All four girls chuckled at
this.
“That’s fine,” said Betty. “George was impolite to Luisa
the housemaid. We all know the consequences. So, we’ll have a double
spanking.” As she was speaking she set two desk chairs in the middle of
the room. “George, you know all too well what to do.” Without protest
George walked to her and placed himself over her lap.
Claire
took David’s arm and led him to the other chair. In one swift motion
she sat and pulled him over her lap. Over the course of the day she had
been admiring David’s bottom and imagining it over her lap. Now that it
finally was there she took no time to admire it further. She and Betty
landed their first swats simultaneously. George did not react but David
let out with an “ow!” His last spanking had been at least ten years ago
and he’d forgotten how it felt. The girls went at separate paces, the
sound of steady slaps filling the room. Billy and Freddie sat on their
beds, their girls at their side.
To David, unused to
spankings, it seemed the spanking went on endlessly. He’d learn over
time that this one was relatively mild. At the end he was near tears,
more from humiliation than pain. The spankings ended together. “George,
you know what to do,” David heard Betty say. When David stood he saw
that George was standing in a corner. David also was blushing deeply as
his spanking had given him an erection which all could see.
“No corner time for you today,” Claire said. “That is your corner,” she
added, indicated one. “Maybe we’ll do some corner time after dinner to
get you used to it.”
“They always like the first spanking,” Leigh said with a smile as she pointedly looked at David’s erection .
“That will change,” Jean said, also smiling. “Right, Freddie?”
“Yes, Jean,” Freddie responded quietly.
“Billy, show David what you’ve been doing in your classes. His books
were delivered while I was showing him the school, so you can start
right away. David, your desk is next to Billy’s. Go to it, boys.”
Betty said “I’ve set the timer, George. When it goes off you go to your
desk and start your homework. We’ll check on you boys in a little
while.”
“Yes, ma’am,” from the corner. David found himself giving the same answer with the other two boys.
“After dinner the girls will help us study but during this time we’re
on our own. They’ll make sure we did our work, though,” Billy told
David. With that he opened a history book and began to tell David what
was being covered. Billy was a good teacher and David began to feel at
ease, especially as his erection had gone down.
The girls did
look in a few times but said nothing. A bit after five-thirty all four
returned. “We’ll check your work after dinner,” Betty said. Apparently
she was the leader of the four girls, David thought. “Now you need to
get cleaned up and ready for dinner.
“Before that, however,
Freddie needs to be drained. He’s a bit rambunctious today,” Jean said.
Silently Freddie went to lie down on his bed. Jean sat on the edge and
worked him to an erection. His penis was tiny but proudly stood
upright. The girls really did wank the boys, David thought with shock.
Jean knew her job well. She didn’t rush it but she knew that there was
not a lot of time, either. With a gasp Freddie did give up his load, a
small one as was the case for most Puericil boys.
“That should
keep him calm until bedtime,” Jean said as she cleaned up the boy. Now,
all four of you get in the bathroom and get ready for dinner.”
There wasn’t much to do. David followed whatever the others did which
was washing hands and faces along with a quick wipe of the genitals.
Freddie and Billy did that part to each other. David would learn that
this was a regular thing with them.
Promptly at six o’clock
the girls took the boys to the dining room. From what David could see
there were about thirty boys in residence, each with a girl. The girls
ate with the boys, sitting beside them at the table. There was a head
table where Dr. Judd and the teaching and upper staff ate. As dinner
progressed David could see that the women kept a watchful eye on their
young charges.
Between dinner and dessert Dr. Judd rose to say
a few things. This was customary at dinner, Claire told David. Dr. Judd
wrapped up her remarks by saying “we have a new boy with us, David
Billings. David, stand up.” Quite red-faced, David stood. “You will
make him welcome. I don’t want to hear that anyone has given him any
difficulty.” This said in a stern voice. David thought he heard some
snickers at that but wasn’t sure. Were there some boys whose behavior
had not been improved?
“Unfortunately there always are some
boys who need reminders,” Claire told him when he sat down. Their
dosage will be increased for a while and they will be well spanked by
Nurse Carstairs.” David gulped again.
After dinner the eight
of them returned to the room. Claire took David aside to go over what
Billy had told him. The other three girls worked with their boys on
homework. Did the girls not have classes, David suddenly wondered. And
where did they live? Across the hall, he’d learn later.
At ten
o’clock Betty said “lights out here is at ten-thirty. That does not
mean that you can’t talk quietly before sleeping but no reading or
looking at phones and computers. So, get ready for bed boys.” David
followed the other three to the bathroom. This routine consisted of
more thorough washing, followed by flossing and brushing of teeth.
About ten-fifteen they returned to their beds. The girls had pulled
back the covers. David saw the other three lie down but make no move to
get under the covers. He did the same.
“This is one of the
most important part of a boy’s day,” Betty said has she reached for
George’s penis and worked him to an erection. The other three girls did
the same. David gasped as Claire took him in hand. Not fully under the
effects of Puericil he was hard quickly. That would change. For the
moment he felt acute embarrassment at letting a girl hold his erect
penis but it did not take long for him to realize that it felt good.
“This will help you sleep,” Claire told him quietly. “Especially
important after your first day.” Gently she brought him to climax,
which was accompanied by a long groan from David. Each boy had his own
sounds at climax. David would come to recognize them.
Boys
done and covered in their semen, the girls stepped into the bathroom,
returning with damp washcloths. The boys were cleaned up. Now they got
under the covers. The girls pulled the sheets up, tucking them into
bed. David liked that part.
His first full day would not be a nightmare but there was a lot to learn about the Evans School.