Fun With Polls 6

By Ben Holiday

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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. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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Fun with polls, part 6

Alissa, Gail, Carla, and Nathan thanked Alissa and Nathan’s mother and headed for the park entrance. Nathan knew he had to check in with his sister from time to time, but otherwise, he knew where to meet up with his buddy Trace and could hang around with him and his family. Upon presenting their tickets at the booth, the three girls parted ways with Nathan.

“Will he be entertaining us as well?” Carla asked slyly as the 12-year-old brother of Alissa’s took off to meet up with Trace.

“Oh, I think he and Trace can give us a show.” she responded with a wink.

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A week ago, Alissa had been a bit down. The 14-year-old girl had tried to use her de-trunking power and it didn’t work. She’d had no warning that this would be the case; it just stopped functioning for some unknown reason. After several unsuccessful attempts to mentally bring down some boys’ swim trunks she finally accepted that she had lost the ability. Accepted, yes, but in no way was happy. However, she, Carla, and Gail had had some great times with it even if they themselves had fallen victim to Joel’s use of his de-bikini power on them. She wondered if he, too, had lost the power.

Though still somewhat hooked on polls about superpowers, she ran through them a bit less enthusiastically than she had a year ago. She had searched for the de-swim trunk, etc., poll but could not find it. She went to bed trying to decide what to do tomorrow and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Alissa woke up the next day to silence. Her younger brother Nathan, an early riser, nearly always cut her slumber short with his racket. She brushed the sleep out of her eyes, put on her slippers and headed downstairs to breakfast. She greeted her mother and asked about Nathan. Her mother explained that Nathan had left early to spend the day with Trace. This made Alissa smile a bit thinking she wouldn’t have to put up with the obnoxious brat for awhile.

Alissa ate breakfast, took a shower, and got dressed. She went to check her messages which she usually did first thing but the absence of Nathan’s usual morning ruckus threw her off a bit. She zipped through most of them until one popped up that grabbed her attention. It was titled “Superpowers and swimsuits”. Alissa nearly dropped her phone. She settled herself down a bit to read the message.

“Dear Alissa,” it began, “we thought we’d do the poll’s superpower for just one year. However, checking over our records, we don’t think we’ve collected enough data. Here is a link to the poll again and please remember to use the red submit button. Oh, and besides needing more data we just plain figured you’d like using it some more. Enjoy!”

This time Alissa did drop her phone. She picked it up shaking with eager anticipation. The link would not open up on her phone, so she went to her computer, selected the “de-swim trunk boys…” option and—with no hesitation whatsoever this time—selected the red submit button. Her heart was racing. Now what?

Well, she didn’t have time for ‘Now what?’. A moment later her mother called her downstairs and they had some errands to run and other chores to accomplish. Though kept very busy for the rest of the day, a small part of Alissa’s self was jumping up and down at the thought that she might have the power back. But when would she get to use it? And, did she really have it? Now some doubts were rising as she began to wonder if this was all a put on. But she would then go back to quiet jubilation reminding herself that it was real last year.

They got home in time for supper. Nathan had called to see if he could eat at Trace’s house before coming home and had been granted permission to do so. So Alissa and her parents sat down to dinner talking about their day. Alissa drifted off from time to time thinking about the poll. Then she’d hear her name and realize her parents were both looking at her waiting for a reply. She’d apologize and ask for a repeat.

After the dishes were done, Alissa’s dad went out to the shed to do some work. Alissa and her mother went into the living room where Alissa picked up her book to continue reading and her mother started in on some sewing. About half-an-hour later, Nathan came bouncing in.

Nathan wasn’t generally a very talkative boy unless he’d gotten to spend the day with one of his friends. Alissa knew to expect what would happen when her brother came home but still was never ready for it. And he started in right away excitedly telling her and their mother all he did that day with Trace. Alissa’s eyes glazed over a bit as Nathan rambled on and on.

Her younger brother was almost as tall as Alissa now, still skinny as a post, but quite cute according to his female classmates’ thoughts. He kept his blond hair trimmed short except for a small strip in the middle from front to back that he let grow out a little bit longer that he would spike up when wet. Alissa’s mind began wandering until she took notice of what her brother was wearing. She figured that he and Trace must’ve gone swimming or played in the sprinkler or something as he was wearing just his swim trunks. The boy’s trunks rode a bit low on his hips due to his thinness and were the long kind that went down to his knees. They were dark green with a couple of blue vertical stripes on each side and a shark on the one side. And then it hit her…he was wearing swim trunks! What better way to test her power and embarrass her brother at the same time?

Alissa’s heart raced. She concentrated. Evidently she was starting from scratch as the boy’s trunks did not seem to respond to her initial mental command. Alissa took in a deep breath and concentrated harder. Her timing could not have been more perfect. Nathan had just raised his arms high over his head and had his face to the ceiling making some silly sound to tell his story when his swim trunks descended rapidly to his ankles.

On the outside Alissa joined her mother in a surprised gasp. Inside, she was doing a victory dance that she had the power back and had embarrassed Nathan. Nathan had also gasped at the new location of his swim trunks. He screeched in horror, bent down, retrieved his trunks to his waist, looked back and forth at his mother and sister with mortification on his very red face, and bolted from the room.

Alissa and her mother sat there for a few moments with her mother being especially dumbstruck at what had just happened. Alissa wanted to jump up and shout “Yes!” but had to feign shock for the time being. While waiting for her mother to finally say or do something Alissa thought about what she’d just seen. Last year, she only saw her then 11-year-old brother’s bare butt and that from her second story window. This time, she saw his twelve-year-old penis and balls and very close up. Internally, she grinned widely. She hoped to see boys her own age this way but couldn’t deny Nathan was a little stud muffin. Skinny as her brother was, he still looked good in his birthday suit she determined and had nothing to be ashamed of. She was glad, though, that he had been greatly embarrassed by his unwilling free show.

“Well,” Alissa’s mother said, finally breaking the silence, “that’s not something you see every day.”

Alissa and her mother looked at each other. And they burst out laughing.

Once both Alissa and her mother were under control and had wiped away the tears of laughter, her mother got up to go talk to the boy’s father as she figured he might need to go and talk to and console Nathan. Alissa got a second grin when she saw her father walk by with a small smile on his face slightly shaking his head back and forth.

Fully believing now that she had her power back, Alissa determined to go to the waterpark as soon as possible with her two friends and drop as many swim trunks as possible.

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Back to the present day.

Alissa fought the urge to drop Nathan’s trunks as the boy headed away from them. He’d unwillingly given such a great show to her and their mother just a few days ago that she didn’t have the heart to de-trunk him just yet. She had a bit of kindness but that wouldn’t last.

Alissa, Carla, and Gail looked around. So many cute boys. Where to start?

Just to have one under her belt, so to speak, Alissa chose a nearby black boy to get things rolling. She pointed the lad out to her friends and started concentrating. The boy had his hair in dreadlocks and looked to be about 10-years-old. He was holding the hand of what Alissa assumed to be his little sister and the two were walking behind their parents. His trunks came just below his knees and were blue with a white floral design on them. Carla whispered what a little cutie he was and spurred Alissa to get on with it. Alissa’s brow furrowed and the boy’s trunks lowered just a bit before he caught them to put back into place. This happened a few times much to the boy’s consternation, but nothing had been exposed. And then, quite suddenly, those blue trunks dropped like a ton of bricks bunching up around the boy’s ankles causing him to yelp in response. Carla whispered what a cute little set of buns the boy had and put her phone down. The three girls laughed not only at the boy’s sudden bare-butt show, but also knowing what a great day they were going to have.

End part 6

(The End)