Fun With Polls 8

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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Part 8

Several minutes had passed. During this time, Carla and Gail were thoroughly enjoying watching the many cute boys but were also trying to get Alissa to de-trunk some of them. They noted Alissa seemed a bit preoccupied. They did wonder from time-to-time if their friend’s power took a toll on her.

Alissa ignored the requests of her friends. She noticed how much time had passed worrying about the consequences of not finding Joel. Gail and Clara had stopped making requests of Alissa watching her with some concern. They asked her if she was okay. She answered that she was but very unconvincingly as far as her two friends were concerned. A greeting interrupted the three girls’ brief conversation.

“Hi.”

Alissa and her two friends looked in the direction of the salutation only to discover a young lad, perhaps 9-years-old, sporting a cheesy grin with his attention focused on Carla. He wore long black board shorts with a cartoon dragon wrapping its way around them and spewing a fireball.

Carla looked at her two friends and then back at the boy. She answered with a “Hi.” hoping the boy would go away. Yet, he remained where he was smirking up at Carla.

“Introduce us to your little boyfriend.” Gail said teasingly to Carla causing Alissa to snort.

“Real funny,” Carla responded with a sneer, then turned her attention back to the boy. “Why don’t you run along now, okay?”

“I will, in a moment.” he replied getting notably more excited.

Alissa realized she’d stop keeping track of the time and wondered how long she had left before…and that’s when the shriek came.

Alissa looked back at Carla whose top had just come undone and was speeding its way to the ground. The little boy snatched it away and jumped backward several times to put some distance between himself and Carla. Although all three girls had shocked looks on their faces, Alissa’s and Gail’s could not match Carla’s. With her hands covering her breasts, Carla walked menacingly toward the boy holding her top. Alissa felt badly for her friend especially as she realized she was partially to blame since she assumed Joel must’ve done this. She figured Joel must have put this little boy up to taking Carla’s top once it fell off.

Too shocked to do anything else, Alissa and Gail watched as Carla approached the little bandit threatening him within an inch of his life. He did look a bit concerned, but, after glancing off to his left momentarily, he kept waving his prize in the air and whooping. Just as Carla stopped in front of the lad with intended murder mixed in with her embarrassment, her bottoms took a quick trip to her ankles. With an even broader grin, the boy snatched those as well and zoomed away like lightening. Carla shrieked even louder this time. Her face turned a crimson red when she saw the extremely unwanted attention her scream had drawn to her. She looked frantically around, spotted a ladies restroom, and fled into its relative safety. All this happened so fast, Alissa and Gail could only watch as their friend lost her bottoms, as the boy run away with it laughing for all he was worth, and as all those nearby witnessing the event—including many teen boys—either stood laughing at or catcalling in response to Carla’s streak into the ladies’ restroom.

“I’m gonna get him good!” Gail declared, starting off after the young boy with vengeance for her friend on her mind.

Alissa yelled for Gail to stop knowing that too much time had passed. But Gail had already caught up with the little imp which surprised both Gail and Alissa. The boy had had a good head start, but now had stopped, almost as though he was trying to be caught. Sporting the same cheesy grin he had prior to Carla’s de-bikining, he faced Gail. Gail came to a sudden stop in front of the boy. Before she could do anything, he pulled a small water gun out of one of his baggy trunks’ pockets, aimed and fired.

Gail’s initial yelp had only to do with the surprise of the water squirted in her direction. However, she looked down in open mouth disbelief as her bikini seemed to be dissolving before her very eyes. The boy took off much faster this time disappearing into the crowd still waving Carla’s bikini.

Gail stood naked in front of the nearby crowd totally paralyzed with embarrassment. Alissa ran to her and snapped her out of her stupor. With a second yelp that nearly blew out Alissa’s eardrums, Gail did a great impersonation of Carla’s recent naked run joining her embarrassed friend in the ladies’ restroom.

Alissa stayed where she was for the moment as those who had witnessed one or both of her friends’ de-bikinings began to go on their ways still laughing about and commenting on what they saw. She considered running into the restroom herself as the time must be nearly up for Joel to get her. And that’s when she spotted him. She saw Joel staring at the ladies’ restroom door. He had a huge smile on his face. Then, noting that the time was nearly up, he turned his face toward Alissa. His look of delight at what he’d done changed to surprise when he saw Alissa looking right back at him. He’d been discovered and Alissa had a very determined look on her face.

Joel blushed slightly. In just a few seconds, Alissa’s three minutes would be up and he would be able to mentally strip off her bikini forcing her to give a third free show to those walking by including himself. But the look on his target’s face told him she wasn’t about to let the last few seconds pass. His face revealed his reluctant acceptance of his fate.

Alissa smiled so glad that it would be Joel’s trunks dropping to the pavement and not her bikini. Preceding her thoughts with a wink at her predator-turned-prey, she made a mental grab for Joel’s swim trunks and yanked down. Joel did blush slightly more than he had when he’d seen Alissa had found him, but not nearly as much as a boy who was now standing there with his swim trunks at his ankles in a crowded water park should have. But Alissa knew immediately why he was only slightly more embarrassed. Joel had worn dark blue boxer briefs under his trunks just in case Alissa did discover him first. Still blushing a bit from standing there in his underwear—and from the comments of kids walking by—he managed a ‘ruined-your-fun-didn’t-I’ smirk to cross his face.

“Silly, boy.” Alissa thought with a smile. “You don’t know, do you?”

Crossing his arms in front of his chest in smug triumph he looked at Alissa anticipating an expression of confusion and defeat on her face. But she was grinning. Joel scowled. Sure, it was embarrassing, he thought to himself, to be standing there with his trunks at his ankles and with people seeing his underwear, but at least he wasn’t naked like Alissa’s two friends. So why wasn’t Alissa upset at him saving his dignity by wearing underwear?

Alissa got a big kick out of the fact that Joel evidently had no idea what she could do. The look on Alissa’s face made Joel realize something was amiss. He began to think that maybe he should have pulled his trunks back up immediately and that arrogantly crossing his arms across his chest was a bad idea. His smug look vacated the premises and called in very reddened cheeks as its replacement as his underwear left his waist to join his trunks at his ankles.

He stared at Alissa in disbelief. But the screeches of the nearby girls at the result of the new location of his trunks and underwear told him he was standing there with his everything fully exposed to all who wanted to see, front and back. His face turned redder than Alissa had seen it ever do before and she relished every precious moment. And even though she only got a brief peek before he bent down to re-cover himself, she noticed he seemed to be reasonably well developed up front even though he lacked any pubic hair.

With his trunks and underwear back up in place, he looked back at Alissa, his face still bright red and with question marks spewing out of his every fiber. Alissa only smiled in response. She then motioned for him to stay put while she went in to see what to do to help her friends.
Alissa sat at a small table with her two now dressed friends. She had gone back to the lockers, retrieved their clothes, and brought them back. They had both calmed down somewhat but still shivered from time-to-time at the thought of having recently been naked and on show for so many people here at the water park.

Carla and Gail were not stupid, but Alissa marveled that they had never considered that someone else could have powers similar to her own. Even last year when Joel had stripped all three girls from across the pool, they hadn’t ever mentioned such a possibility just wondering how all three of their bikinis could’ve fallen off like that. And even now, they spewed invectives regarding the boy whom they figured had pulled off Carla’s bikini and had some kind of dissolving liquid in his squirt gun for Gail’s bikini. Trying not to show it, Alissa was a bit amused at her friends’ naiveté.

Carla and Gail really wanted to leave the park. They felt too humiliated to stay. Alissa understood their feelings but had no desire for her friends to leave especially since that means she would probably have to leave as well.

“I’ll be back in a little bit.” Alissa said to her friends. They nodded hardly acknowledging their friend’s departure as they went back to describing the myriad ways they intended to annihilate the pest that had stripped them if they ever found him.

“Hi, Joel.”

“Hi, Alissa.”

Joel was laying in a deck chair with his eyes closed. He looked exhausted.

“We need to talk.” Alissa said coolly. She still found Joel quite cute and had to work at sounding perturbed with him.

“Yeah, I guess we do.” he replied thinking about his underwear taking its nose-dive. He shuddered at the thought but wanted to know how she had done it.

“You first.” Alissa ordered hoping to sound authoritative. “What did you do to Gail’s bikini?”

Joel, still looking very tired, grinned.

“I made it disintegrate.”

“What?”

“I made it disintegrate.” Joel repeated.

“Explain.”

“When I regained my powers, a message suggested I come to the water park today. It said I had an additional ability that allowed me to make a bikini disintegrate.”

With a slight grin on his face, Joel laid his head back down and closed his eyes. He awaited Alissa’s explanation about his underwear. After pondering what Joel had said she told him about her message telling her about her ability to pull down anything a boy might be wearing as swim wear. Though the thought of what had happened to him made his face go slightly red again, Joel had to chuckle that whoever was providing these powers was making things even more interesting and fun. Alissa also thanked him for keeping his word and not pulling off her bikini since she found him before her time was up. He blushed a bit more since that had resulted in him reluctantly baring all instead of her doing so.

“Suppose I could make a boy’s trunks disintegrate?” Alissa asked while looking at Joel’s trunks.

“Before I answer, maybe we should call a truce. Shall we not use our powers on each other, at least for a while?” Joel asked.

Alissa, still staring at Joel’s swim trunks and wondering if she could make them crumble to pieces, agreed since she didn’t want to lose her bikini. She made Joel include Carla and Gail in the truce as well even though neither one had a bikini now.

“Okay, yes, as far as I know, you can make swim trunks disintegrate. I suppose I could make a girl’s underwear fall down if she wore any under her bikini while swimming but I don’t image any of you do, do you?” Joel said still grinning, still with his eyes closed.

Alissa just grinned.

“Oh, and before you go mentally ripping apart a boy’s trunks, note that it takes a lot out of you.”

So, Alissa thought, that’s why he’s so tired.

“I used that power on one girl earlier in the day and then on your friend. The message told me it would take a lot of energy and now I know that’s true. Don’t do it very much.”

Alissa realized it must’ve taken even more out of him to stand in defiance with his trunks around his ankles when he didn’t know she could pull down his underwear. He must’ve gone and sat down as soon as she left to get her friends’ clothes.

“Well, I want to try it and I want you to help.” Alissa said, grabbing Joel’s arm trying to pull him up. He groaned in response, but got up. She told him what she wanted him to do. He arched an eyebrow at her request but had to chuckle. Even though he was still very tired, he found enough energy to go off on his task.

Alissa returned to her friends. It took some doing, but she finally convinced them to remain at the park. Her last two arguments finally persuaded them to stay with the last one being a bit of a fluke. Her second to last argument had been that Nathan and his buddy Trace hadn’t had an opportunity to give a free show and she knew her friends wanted to see that. Still sensing their reluctance—which had diminished somewhat thinking about Alissa’s brother and his cute friend losing their trunks—Alissa tried to come up with a final reason why they should stay. That’s when a group of cute teen boys around their age walked by. She saw her friends’ eyes light up as the boys moved away from the girls’ position.

“Now, do you want to miss out on that?” she asked with a smirk and a wink. “Each of you choose one.”

Perking up significantly, Gail mentioned the second boy from the right and Carla pointed to the far left boy. Seconds later both boys were shouting in embarrassment as they bent down to retrieve their fallen trunks. The two red-faced boys’ buddies helped add to their bare states by shoving them around hampering their efforts to get their bare essentials covered. Those bared rears won Gail and Carla over. They were staying. And, with Joel’s help, Alissa planned to make them very glad in their decision to stay.

Under the pretense of being tired, Alissa convinced her friends not to ask for any more de-trunkings for a little while. She actually wanted to save up her strength for what she planned next and didn’t know what it might take. It helped her convince them of her slight weariness since Carla and Gail had earlier asked her if using her power tired her out.

As they walked around, Alissa finally spotted Joel. She didn’t want her friends to know he was there but needed to talk with him again. He was motioning to her but she couldn’t think of a reason to leave her friends just yet.

“How about a soda, on me? I’ll just rest here.”

Alissa watched her two friend head for the long line at the concession stand. She felt the presence of someone next to her.

“Well?” she asked.

“The sand pile,” came the reply, “over by the biggest kiddie pool.”

“Thanks.” Alissa said with a smile. “Are you going to watch?”

“I think it’ll be fun.” Joel replied grinning back.

“Just stay out of sight, okay?”

Joel answered in the affirmative and walked away.

Gail and Carla returned with the drinks. Alissa mentioned for them to follow her. They asked her what she was up to but she gave them the same devious smile she’d given them on other occasions. They knew they wouldn’t find out until whatever happened happened.

The two girls wondered why they had come to the kiddie pools. Alissa remained silent but still smirking. She glanced over toward Joel who bore a smirk similar to her own. She looked in the direction he was pointing and gave just the slightest chortle.

Alissa wanted just the right moment and it didn’t take long. Carla and Gail’s antagonist was in the middle of the large sand pile building a sand castle with some other kids. Every time he stood up, his black board shorts with the cartoon dragon wrapping its way around them sagged a bit. Nothing vital became exposed but he kept vigil in pulling his trunks back up into place. Though a skinny lad who normally had trouble with his trunks anyway, he became quite frustrated that it seemed to be happening much more often than usual. He didn’t know Alissa was mentally aiding his trunks in their frequent sagging.

The boy saw some kids playing king-of-the-hill on a nearby sand mound and wanted to join in. Alissa knew this to be her great opportunity.

“Watch.” Alissa whispered to her two friends pointing out the boy.

The two girls looked and now knew why they were at the kiddie pools and especially this sand play area. There, climbing his way to the top of the sand mound was the scamp who they believed was responsible for their earlier embarrassing moments. They looked at Alissa, grinned broadly, and turned back toward the boy ready for the show.

Alissa concentrated on the boy’s trunks mentally grabbing every little fiber. She hung on as well as she could until the boy was on the top.

The boy reached the top and raised his hands up high loudly proclaiming himself ‘king-of-the-hill’. Alissa clasped her hands tightly together and struck. With dozens of kids and several adults looking in the boy’s direction upon his proclamation of kingship, Alissa mentally ripped his swim trunks to thousands of tiny, useless bits.

Dozens of kids and several adults stared in wide-eyed, jaw-dropped surprise. Alissa gawked in amusement and enjoyment. Joel chuckled. Gail and Carla clasped their hands over their mouths as they laughed out loud. Everyone was seeing a nine-year-old boy standing with his hands raised high, his eyes and mouth just as wide open in surprise as was his audience, but, unfortunately for him, he was stark naked! With a multitude of gasps, the adults either tried to cover their young children’s eyes or joined in with other kids in just laughing at and enjoying the poor lad’s very bizarre wardrobe malfunction. It took the boy several moments to overcome his paralysis from being so embarrassed and move his hands to cover his very exposed goodies. The red-faced boy looked wildly around in hopes to find something to cover up with all the time hearing the catcalls and comments of the other kids regarding his naked state especially his still bare butt.

Unlike Carla and Gail, the stripped boy did not have any restrooms or any other buildings right close by to streak into. With panic rising due to his sheer embarrassment, he looked around frantically for something to cover up with. Spotting a nearby blond-haired boy about his size—a boy whose laughter at the naked boy’s mishap turned quickly to alarm—the naked boy pushed the blond-haired lad down and started pulling off the now very shocked blond-haired boy’s trunks with the goal to put them on himself.

The blond-haired boy’s trunks were already to his knees before he could react appropriately. He had screamed upon getting his trunks pulled that far down but this had done nothing to prevent the trunks going further. A tug-of-war ensued over the trunks with both boys horrified at their exposure to everyone yet determined to have the trunks.

Alissa couldn’t believe her great fortune. Not only had she gotten revenge for Carla and Gail, but now he was exposing this other poor boy allowing all these other people to see their bared butts and flopping boy parts during their epic struggle. Everyone watching seemed quite amused and was choosing sides, either the blond-haired boy or Alissa’s victim, to cheer on to victory. Just as the boy who Alissa had mentally stripped had just about pulled blond-haired boy’s trunks completely off, a firm hand on his shoulder stopped him. Both boys, the audience, Alissa, her two friends, and Joel went quiet. Most people still had big grins on their faces as the boy Alissa had stripped was standing naked bent partly over with his hands firmly clenched to the other boy’s trunks. The blond-haired boy was sitting in the sand with a similar death grip on his own trunks that—to his great dismay and embarrassment—were currently at his ankles.
“Come with me!” a gruff voice commanded Alissa’s victim.

The audience went back and forth between watching the protesting boy being marched butt naked away by a park attendant and watching the blond-haired kid pull up his trunks. Both boys’ faces glowed a brilliant red, but the blond-haired kid had his trunks back on while Alissa’s victim was taken away butt naked through the crowd. His face acted as though it may stay red for a good long time.

Gail and Carla had stitches in their sides. They couldn’t thank Alissa enough for stripping the boy who had—to them—caused their naked embarrassment. They peppered Alissa with questions finding out she could now disintegrate boys’ trunks as well as pull them down. She did have to make sure they knew she couldn’t do it often. She certainly felt the exhaustion that Joel had told her about.

“We gotta see what’s going to happen!” Carla exclaimed referring to the now naked boy being lead away.

“Wait one second.” Alissa replied quietly. Her friends could hear the fatigue in her voice but noticed Alissa managing just the slightest smile. She pointed toward the blond-haired boy who was walking away from the scene of his embarrassment. Moments later his trunks rapidly descended to his ankles causing him to yelp and the nearby people to get another quick free show while he struggled to get them back up into place. Alissa and her two friends got a chuckle out of seeing the lad’s cute buns bared briefly once again.

“I thought he should give just a brief encore since he didn’t actually lose his swim trunks. Now, get going while I rest a bit.”
Making double sure their friend would be okay for a short while, Carla and Gail took off to see what would happen to the now naked boy who’d given them such grief. Alissa was glad not only for the opportunity to rest but to get to talk with Joel a few more minutes.

“Do you know him?” Alissa asked referring to the boy she’d just stripped completely naked.

“No, I just assumed some boy would like to do the snatching and he happened to be walking by when I was ready to have your friend’s bikini fall off. I had the water gun for the second part and that really made him quite eager to do it.”

Joel continued telling how he hadn’t told the boy how or why the one bikini would fall off and the other would disintegrate but that the boy didn’t seem to care about the ‘hows’ nor ‘whys’ and eagerly went to do his job. He (Joel) watched the boy talking to Carla awaiting her bikini to come off. He saw the boy jump away as he’d been told. Joel had chuckled at the time when the boy had stolen a quick worried glance in his direction due to the approaching irate Carla. A reassuring nod from Joel kept the boy on task. He (Joel) continued on with his search for the lad after Alissa had requested it. Alissa knew all the rest.

“Our truce is still on, right?” Joel asked.

“For now, yes.” Alissa answered a bit deviously. She opened her eyes long enough to give Joel a wink.

“By the way, you owe Carla and Gail new bikinis.” Alissa mentioned this while assuming she probably owed the boy a new pair of trunks.

Joel didn’t answer right away. After a few seconds, he reached into his pocket and pulled out Carla’s bikini. He told Alissa that he’d made the kid give it to him while waiting on Alissa and her two friends to arrive at the sand pile.

“What about Gail?” Alissa asked taking the bikini out of Joel’s hand.

He explained that when he received the message about being able to disintegrate bikinis that at the appropriate time the victim would be taken care of. In other words, he told Alissa, it meant they didn’t have to replace the destroyed garments because the company would. The message said that that way the naked person would just have to suffer the embarrassment of being so suddenly and strangely nudified in public but not suffer the permanent loss of their swimwear which may have sentimental value as well as monetary value. Alissa didn’t completely understand, but felt better that neither Gail nor the boy would have to buy a new swimsuit.

Joel mentioned needing to get back and check in with his parents. “Happy de-trunking.” he whispered to her as he left. She responded with a “Happy de-bikining.”

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