Fun With Polls 6

Fun With Polls 7

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 7

Alissa and her two friends turned their attention elsewhere from the boy who’d just had his trunks dropped to his ankles. Carla and Gail were eager to get on with using Alissa’s power. With so many cute boys to choose from they would need lots of time. A wonderful problem to have as far as any of them were concerned.

Alissa decided to do another one of her favorites before really getting to the task at hand. She didn’t know why, but she found it so fun and exciting to make some poor little boy’s trunks descend to his ankles. Sure, like her two friends, she loved de-trunking cute boys her own age or a bit older, but there was just something so entertaining to her when watching younger boys’ reactions to suddenly being bared.

As they kept walking Alissa could hear Carla and Gail pointing out various boys they would choose on their turn. Alissa spotted a young lad who was about to have a very interesting experience. The boy looked to be about 9-years-old with fiery red unruly hair and the most endearing giggle. He stood at a small control panel with several small levers each of which allowed him to fire water at people walking by. He especially liked to do this when an unsuspecting older teen or adult passed by but currently it was several small children running around trying to avoid the blasts of water squealing in delight all the while.

Alissa stopped her two friends and pointed the little scamp out to them. She suggested they go over and join the other kids in large part to help them enjoy the show. Carla and Gail felt a bit out of place but kept a keen eye on the red-haired boy.

Alissa waited. She was getting a kick out of the boy squirting her friends and chuckled at their growing annoyance with her taking so long to act. Alissa wanted the timing to be just perfect. The boy wore dark red board shorts with waves and surfers pictured on the bottoms of the legs of his trunks. Those trunks needed to be elsewhere Alissa mused to herself.

Alissa noted that Carla and Gail appeared to have had just about enough of this nonsense and were glaring at her. She grinned at them and nodded at the boy. The two girls looked as the little scamp with a devious look on his face reached for one of the levers. Just as he pulled it his trunks descended to his ankles in perfect sync with the lever just as Alissa had planned. His yelp in shock and his embarrassment were priceless. Alissa got to see the boy’s cute little buns while Carl and Gail got a nice peek at his adorable little penis. When he got his trunks back up into place he looked at Carla and Gail. They winked at him and his face turned redder than his hair. Laughing, Carla and Gail turned away and headed toward Alissa. Upon joining their friend, all three looked over at the boy who was still glaring at them. The look of embarrassment and the redness of his cheeks had not changed. To help enhance his embarrassment, all three girls whistled at him. They then turned for other fun. However, after a few seconds, Alissa stopped her friends and turned her head just enough to look back. The boy seemed to have recovered a bit and had gone back to squirting people. Alissa saw several little girls running in and around the spray. She figured they deserved a bit of show and the boy should give it to them. Another quick thought just as the boy pulled a lever and Alissa had the boy give an unwilling encore presentation. He yelped in even greater embarrassment. Alissa and her two friends shared a good laugh at the poor lad’s second de-trunking and then did leave this time assuming he’d had enough…for now.

The three girls had worn their bikinis to the park but had brought clothes with them to change into for the trip home. As they headed toward the lockers to deposit their clothes they spotted a boy that none of them wanted to get away. He looked like he could easily pass for a member of one of the Japanese boy bands that the three girls found so cute. They didn’t care much for the music since they couldn’t understand the words but found the boys to be quite gorgeous. He was probably a year older than Alissa and her friends, wearing dark green board shorts than hung a bit low on his narrow hips. Alissa had plans for those shorts to be even lower.

With Carla and Gail demanding Alissa to get on with the show, Alissa focused on those green board shorts. A few moments later, the boy gasped upon finding his short’s new location at his ankles. However, as he bent over to pick them back up, Alissa and her two friends did not have their usual look of bliss when a boy’s swim trunks were relocated to his ankles. Even though the boy had certainly been embarrassed by his board shorts falling, he had been spared complete embarrassment by wearing a pair of dark blue briefs under his board shorts.

“That’s not fair!” Carla exclaimed with disappointment. “Boys shouldn’t wear anything underneath their trunks!”

Carla went on a few more moments about the injustice that had just occurred with Gail concurring. Alissa watched with her friends as the cute boy walked away, a boy who had been spared baring his privates and buns for these girls and others, much to Alissa’s, Gail’s, and Carla’s dismay. While trying to decide how to deal with this new twist hoping that most boys didn’t wear anything under their swimsuits, Alissa realized she had a message. She read it. Her disappointment quickly vanished and, commanding Carla and Gail to follow her, she took off in the direction of the Japanese boy.

“What’s going on?” Carla asked, puffing a bit as Alissa had them walking quickly to catch up to their prey.

“The text I just had. It was from the poll people.” Alissa had to stop talking for a moment focusing on finding the boy wearing the dark blue briefs under his trunks.

“Well? What did it say?” Carla asked having to take deep breaths between questions.

“As long as a boy is wearing something, anything, as swimwear, I have power over it! Come on!!”

Carla and Gail looked at each other in surprise which changed into glee and hurried after Alissa. Several minutes later, they spotted the boy who had unwittingly spoiled their fun. He was talking to a female life guard. Alissa noticed most of the girls in the area were eyeing him admiring his body. Though most girls were somewhat discreet in observing him, a few were openly ogling him. Just wait a bit and you’ll really have something to ogle, Alissa thought.

With Gail and Carla slowly rocking back and forth on their feet in eager anticipation, Alissa focused. The female life guard pointed off to the boy’s left and the boy turned his head which had him looking in Alissa’s direction. At the same moment his dark green board shorts shot downwards to his ankles. The three girls saw his embarrassed look but knew greater things were to come.

Before he had any chance to react, Alissa mentally nabbed his briefs and whipped them down to his ankles. His gasp was priceless as was the look on his face and that of the very stunned female life guard. Though his face was turned in the direction of Alissa the front of his body wasn’t. So, though they didn’t get to immediately see what he was packing between his legs they saw a stunning pair of buns that Carla would later refer to as being quite delicious looking. And from the look and squeal from some girls who had been approaching from a direction that exposed his genitals, he was packing something quite impressive. Alissa and her two friends did get a bit of a glimpse of his balls and penis when he bent over to pull up his underwear.

While still enamored with his great butt, Alissa and her friends did get a laugh as well watching him work at pulling his underwear and swim shorts back up while enduring catcalls and whistles and his own reddening face. As the embarrassed boy disappeared in the distance, Carla replayed several times for her two friends the video she’d taken. She contemplated making his bare butt picture her background.

Pleased that boys who wore other things under their trunks were not safe from Alissa’s powers, the three girls headed toward the lockers, deposited their clothes, and looked for the next golden opportunity.

Though neither Alissa nor her friends cared much for any of the major water rides, it was a very hot day so they decided to ride the lazy river inner tubes. They could keep cool without having to be on anything rambunctious. They still wanted very much to see boys’ trunks fall down, but currently they were just enjoying the slow moving water, keeping cool. Gail had been looking around and caught her two friends’ attention. Though most people rode the river sprawled face up across their inner tubes, some teen boys would hang off the side, trying to dislodge their buddies or splash people. Gail pointed out one such boy about their age. Both Alissa and Carla raised a single eyebrow indicating their approval of him. Alissa quietly told her two friends her plan for this boy and they giggled in response.

Alissa had to very carefully focus her attention. What she wanted to do would take a more delicate touch than when she just simply makes a boy’s trunks fall down. She waited a bit for the boy to lift himself up just far enough so she could see his trunks. What little she could see of them she could tell they were a bright yellow with a white elastic waist band. He dipped back down making the water cover his trunks which is what Alissa wanted. Carefully she mentally took hold of his yellow trunks. She worked a few moments as Carla and Gail looked back and forth between Alissa and the yellow trunks boy.

“Well?” Carla asked when she saw Alissa smile broadly.

Alissa furrowed her brow as she scanned the area around yellow trunks boy. With an even bigger grin, she pointed a few yards back behind the boy. Carla and Gail looked and put just as big of grins on their own faces. Alissa had carefully removed the boy’s trunks so that he didn’t currently know they were off and floating in the water behind him.

Alissa had done this right near the end of the ride with a goal in mind she dearly hoped would happen. She and her two friends got off their inner tubes, stood up and picked up the inner tubes to hand them to the next people waiting in line. Yellow trunks boy and his buddies were just about to do the same thing.

Seconds before the boy was going to exit the water, Alissa directed her friends’ attention to the boy’s trunks that had floated along with the current. A little boy and his mother were in the inner tube behind yellow trunks boy and his buddies. Just now the little boy had noticed the trunks floating in front of them.

“Hey, mommy, someone lost his swimsuit.” the little boy shouted. He grabbed them and held them up.

At the same time, yellow trunks boy stood up, picked up his inner tube, handed it over to the next person and looked back at the shout he’d heard. For one brief moment he found it quite humorous that someone had lost his trunks and that this little boy was waving them around. The humor left him rapidly when he realized to his dismay that those were his own trunks and he was standing in front of all these people stark naked. Even worse, he’d already handed over his inner tube which could’ve provided some cover had he kept it.

Alissa, Carla, Gail, and many of the others still in the river or waiting in line were laughing uproarishly at the boy’s naked misfortune. And true to their nature, even though they didn’t know how their friend lost his trunks without feeling them come off, his buddies scrambled back to the little boy, grabbed the yellow trunks out of his hand and took off laughing for all they were worth.

Alissa, Carla, and Gail simply watched enjoying the bare butt display as yellow trunks boy—currently without his yellow trunks—took off after his friends shouting at them and drawing more and more unwanted attention to his embarrassing naked state.

With a new de-trunking to replay in their minds, they went to retrieve their phones to see if they had any messages. On the way, they passed a tall water slide. The riders lay face down on a mat and zoomed down a steep incline that had several curves and bumps in it. There were four slides side-by-side so many times kids would race each other. Alissa halted her friends as they saw a boy and three girls get ready to descend. She smiled deviously, a smile that Carla and Gail loved as they knew what it meant. The boy was quite cute, maybe a bit older than Alissa, and was wearing dark blue swim trunks. He and the three girls on the other slides took off. Alissa concentrated and when the boy was halfway down she mentally yanked off his swim trunks not even leaving them at his ankles. He was one of those that had on underwear underneath but Alissa didn’t mind. Though the boy had felt his trunks come off and was embarrassed by the fact that he couldn’t do anything about it right now, he was so glad he’d worn underwear. That gladness didn’t last long. As he came to the big splash at the end seconds before the girls with him did, Alissa took a mental hold of his underwear and whipped those off as well being sure to make him not know it had happened. He stood up exposing his penis and swinging balls to a very amused audience, especially Alissa and her friends and the three girls on the slides next to him. At first he figured they were all getting a laugh at him in his underwear which did embarrass him slightly, but at least he wasn’t naked he thought. That thought was driven away when somebody watching yelled out, “He’s naked!!”

Alissa and her friends watched a few moments since the panicking boy spun around looking for something to cover up before realizing he could use the mat for just such a purpose. So, everybody watching got to see his package and his bare butt. Interestingly, the mothers covering their kids’ (especially daughters’) eyes made no attempts themselves to look away, most of them grinning at the spectacle.

Upon retrieving her phone, Alissa found she did have a message. In essence it said the following which is a bit of a paraphrase:

            Hey, Alissa. I’m here, too. I have a little game

            for us to play. If you don’t spot me and drop my

            trunks in the next ten minutes, one of your friends

            will lose her bikini. If you haven’t spotted me and

            dropped my trunks before another three minutes your

            other friend will lose her bikini. And, if after

            another three minutes you haven’t found me and dropped

            my trunks…well, you can probably guess. Don’t tell

            your friends about our game or your bikini comes off

            immediately. Now, I can see you, can you see me? J

            Joel.

Alissa couldn’t believe the message. Her eyes widened and she took a quick look around.

“What’s wrong?” Carla asked Alissa startling her. “Looks like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Oh, nothing.” Alissa responded. She wanted to text Joel back with questions but she’d already used up a minute of the first ten minutes she had.

“Come on,” both Gail and Carla urged Alissa, “we’ve got boys to de-trunk.” They always giggled at saying this and just as eager to make it happen. Grabbing Alissa’s arms they headed back out trying to wisely choose who should have his trunks plummet to the ground. Alissa, on the otherhand, was frantically looking around for Joel. She had no desire to lose her bikini.

End part 7

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