It's Not Fair 17

It's Not Fair 17

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This story is set in the Puericil Universe.

See chapter 1 for an explanation about this series. This is another selection of letters from the "It’s Not Fair!" letter column, in "Boy Stuff" magazine. In them, boys complain about how little privacy they are allowed, and about the double standard that makes it OK for people to see them naked but protects girls’ modesty. The intention of this article is illustrating the attitude changes that the Conservative Resurgence has brought about: children, particularly male children, are firmly controlled by adult authority figures, who often make a point of emphasizing that control, in order to keep boys in their place and out of trouble.

Please feel free to contribute any similar letters if you wish to, and I’ll be happy to write the magazine’s response and the psychologist's comments. Thanks to the contributors for this issue!

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Letter published in the It’s Not Fair section of the magazine called Boy Stuff:
(this letter has been written by Namb. The magazine response and psychologist's comments are Cassie's)

Gale (15 years old):

Dear It's Not Fair,

I’m a 15-year-old boy. My mom started me on Puericil when I was 12 years old. Back then I had two friends named Jake and Steven. We used to do everything together, but as we grew up … well, that’s the problem. They grew up and I didn’t. They got taller, but I didn’t. Their penises got bigger but mine didn’t. They grew hair down there, but I didn’t. Their voices changed, but mine didn’t. We all worked out together, but whereas they got big, strong muscles I didn’t. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not a 97-pound weakling. I may be small, but my body is tight. I have the figure of a 12-year-old athletic girl.

However, after a couple of years Jake and Steven didn’t want to hang out with me. They said I was too “little boy” for them and was cramping their style with girls they met. They were right. When we played sports, it wasn’t only my size that kept me from doing as well as they did, it was something else. I lost my edge. Instead of diving for the ball to make a catch, I’d actually flinch away if it came at me too fast. Even the little kids made fun of me. Eventually I had to give up playing ball altogether.

This leads me to my current situation. I have no friends and I don’t have many activities to do. My mom noticed this and she decided that since I couldn’t get along with boys anymore, maybe I should try to get along with girls. She made arrangements with my Aunt Kay and my Cousin Amy for a couple of hours of “Girl Time” every week.

Girl Time means I go over my aunt’s house where my cousin dresses me like a girl and makes me play with her dolls and play other girl games. My mother and my aunt bought me a whole wardrobe of girl’s clothes and Amy has a fun time dressing me up. Amy even gave me a girl’s name like I was one of her dolls. She calls me Abigail and I have to answer to it.
It’s not fair! Amy is only 9 years old. She’s 6 years younger than me, yet she treats me like a younger sister. Most of the time, Girl Time is OK. I don’t like Girl Time when Amy gives me a bath or dresses me in frilly underwear and gets to see my “boy parts.”

I hate it when Amy orders me around, but if I don’t listen to her, I don’t get to play. Mom and my aunt threatened to let Amy spank me if I didn’t obey her, but it has never come to that. Not that I’m afraid of Amy, I just have this urge to do what she tells me to do even though I don’t like it. I wouldn’t let a boy order me around like that. I think it has something to do with her being a “real girl.”

Next week is Amy’s birthday. She’s going to have some of her friends over for a party. I don’t know what to do. I actually like the idea of getting into a pretty dress and having my hair done and my aunt even says she’ll do my makeup. I’ll put up with a bath and getting dressed by Amy if it that’s what it takes to look pretty for the party. However, I’m afraid to meet new girls. What will they think of me? How should I act towards them?

The magazine’s response:

Dear Gale,

We are sorry about your drifting away from your old friends. That happens sometimes. However, you can make new friends. Even if it doesn’t seem like it, there are more boys your age who take Puericil. Maybe your mom will want to get in touch with other families in your area with boys on Puericil and set play dates for you.

There’s nothing wrong with not being good at sport or not having a girlfriend yet. You’ll have time for girlfriends in the future. Childhood is a fun part of life: Do not be in a hurry to grow up!

Remember that your mom only wants the best for you. She loves you and has more experience, so you should trust her judgment. She probably doesn’t want you to get in all the trouble other boys your age get into.

It’s cool that your “Girl Time” allows you to get along with girls, and that you get to spend time with your cousin. It seems you enjoy playing with her, so you shouldn’t really worry that Amy gets to see your “boy parts” when she dresses you or gives you a bath. It’s just part of the game, and you are probably not the first young boy she sees naked anyway.

Do not be afraid to meet new girls. If Amy is nice then her friends will probably be nice too. Having more people to play with you is better. Just act like you do when it’s just Amy.
I’m sure the girls will like you.

Cheer up, Gale!

Additional (not published) comments from the author of the magazine’s response, a female psychologist who specializes in boys’ emotional development:

This is an older letter. Gale, or perhaps I should call him Abigail, was put on Puericil before it became so prevalent. Boys like him had it rough, since most or all of his peers were not on the drug. That glaring difference adds even more much-needed humbling to the male ego, but it’s unfair to deprive other boys of the advantages of Puericil. Nowadays most boys take Puericil, but the job is not finished: We should strive for a 100% rate of teenage boys on Puericil.

It is very suitable for the psychological development of a teenage boy to be reduced to the status of plaything for a 9-year-old girl. He can’t very well get any misogynistic thoughts, like most males his age used to have in the past, when he is being undressed, bathed and dressed in frilly panties by a much younger girl. And yet it seems he has come to like it. Just imagine what conflicted thoughts must go through his head when he is naked in front of little Amy and she is sliding some sissy panties up his legs, while his hairless penis waves right in front of her face.

I feel Amy is very fortunate to have a playmate like his older cousin. Apart from having fun treating him like a live doll, it teaches her about feminine leadership and superiority.

When talking with Gale’s mom to get permission to publish his letter, I suggested that Amy should start a photo collection of Gale wearing his girlish clothes and makeup. I’m happy to report that my suggestion was followed, and his mom emailed me some of those pictures. Gale/Abigail looks really cute with his hair done like a girl, his makeup and wearing only frilly pink panties.

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Letter published in the It’s Not Fair section of the magazine called Boy Stuff:
(this letter has been written by Steve, based on an idea by Mark. The magazine response and psychologist's comments are Cassie's)

Terry (17 years old):

I think the whole world is going crazy. It seems that everyone is intent on making sure that we boys have hardly any privacy at all!

I am a junior in high school, and we just went back to school after 10 days off for spring break. We were told that there was going to be some construction to the P.E. locker rooms during spring break to comply with some new law called the conservative resurgence. We didn't think much about it during the break, but we sure as heck noticed a difference when we got back.

The girl and boy locker rooms have always been next to each other in a corridor behind the gymnasium, and the entrances were clearly marked. When we got back from spring break, however, the door to the girls locker room had disappeared, and there was nothing but a solid wall there. On what used to be the entry door to the boys locker room, however, was a new sign that said simply "To Locker Rooms." Again, no big deal, right? We thought they had just put in a new corridor with the entry to the boys locker room on one side and the entry to the girls locker room on the other side. Boy, were we wrong. This door led right into what had always been the boys locker room. There used to be a privacy wall just inside the door, but that wall was now gone, so anyone could see into the room whenever the door was pulled open. Anyone walking down the corridor could see perfectly in between the rows of lockers where we boys change. Continuing down to the end of the corridor, there were now a door on the left that led to the boys toilets, and a new entry to the boys showers, which was now wide open. Our showers are in a long row on the left wall, with hooks for towels on the right wall. It is just one wide open space, with no walls or partitions between the showers, but we boys never cared before. Now, however, we cared very much, because what was at the back wall of the showers? The entry to the girls locker room, with a big sign saying "Girls Locker Room. Girls Only" Are you kidding me? Of course, when that door was pulled open, there was a wide privacy wall, so no matter where we boys stood in the showers, we could not see anything. That's right. Now, every girl going to P.E. gets to walk right through our locker room, and can see us changing into our gym clothes before P.E., but the worst thing is the end of P.E. We are required to shower after P.E. before putting our school clothes back on, and the coaches supervise to make sure we do so, so the girls going back to their locker room after P.E. walk right past all of us naked boys in the shower, and of course they can see everything. It's ridiculous! They can see our fannies, they can see our peenies, and of course, if our peenies happen to be stiff, they can see that too.

We just have to take the grins, giggles, and cute comments like "Hi, Terry, so nice to see you… all of you!" Ha Ha Ha.

Also, we have physical punishment in our high school, only for boys of course, so if any of us has gotten swats from the paddle and have a red fanny, the girls of course notice that too, and there's always cute comments about the bad boy with the red fanny. The girls have told us that they also think it's funny that we have no privacy or separation in the showers, because in the girls showers, which are right behind the wall with our shower nozzles, there are walls between each shower and a shower curtain they can close. Why is it that girls are entitled to all of that privacy, and we boys are entitled to no privacy at all? It's Not Fair!

The magazine’s response:

Dear Terry,

You are certainly right that people nowadays are becoming less worried about boys’ privacy or modesty. Actually, many people have come to believe, based on recent psychological research, that in fact excessive modesty in a boy is not healthy, hence the popular phrase boys hate: “little boys should not be so modest!”

We believe that the new arrangements in your high schools have to do with that. We are very sorry about it; it must be really embarrassing to have the girls march through your locker room and see everything!

Still, those things happen. We suppose parents and school authorities have made the decision, so there is nothing you can do about it. It’s best to get used to it and try not to let it embarrass you too much. If you make a fuss you’ll only get in trouble and have the girls see you with a red bottom more often.

It’s no use getting worked up over something that is not yours to control, and at least you can take comfort from the fact that there are many other boys in similar situations, as you can see in these letters. If you don’t react to teasing, the girls will tire of that and get used to it too!

Additional (not published) comments from the author of the magazine’s response, a female psychologist who specializes in boys’ emotional development:

I have to congratulate the school authorities for coming up with this clever arrangement. It’s easy to imagine the boys’ dismay and indignation, and their helplessness to do anything about it. Most of them are probably on Puericil, with little will to resist authority figures, and the rest are probably quite docile too, since any sign of rebellion is easily treated nowadays.

Notice how emphatic Terry is about how, no matter where the boys stand in the showers, they can not see anything. Boys being boys, it is a certainty that they have tried their best, looking from all possible angles. Very naughty of them! Still, one can hardly begrudge them, considering how awfully embarrassed they must be to have the girls walk next to them, shouting teasing remarks at the naked boys. They can’t escape from it, since after going out of their way like this to fight boyish “false modesty” I’m convinced that the teachers make sure no boy skips his shower, and that they are on display when the girls go through the locker room.

That experience, repeated so often, is an excellent way of putting boys in their place!

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