Life Changes For Chase 3

By Flint

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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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It was now Saturday morning. My Friday night ordeal was over, as long as I could convince my mother not to call the police. I lay in bed expecting to sleep late, and it was already past 10am. As I lay in bed reflecting on the past evening one of my hands migrated into my sleep boxers. Before I really got anything started, my mother burst into my room and said, “Come with me to the den right now buster, and be ready to do some explaining.”

I was so scared at the anger in her voice that I silently complied and followed her out to the den. I really never went about my home in my sleep boxers except in my room and back and forth to the bathroom next door. Since the sleep boxers did not have a fly, I was OK with them on around mom; I just did not go about the house as such. I never left my room at all when in my briefs only.

I was shocked to see in the den, as I got there, Becky’s mother, and the pile of my clothes, folded and stacked on the coffee table in front of her. I blushed and said, “Mom, I’ll get dressed and come right back.”

“Freeze buster-you can explain yourself just like you are. It appears you took off your clothes for Becky, you can stand in your underwear for her mother.”

“No mom, I didn’t, really, let me explain...” I was interrupted before I could finish.

My mother had gone over to the coffee table, picked up my briefs, opened them up in front of me showed me my name she had weeks before (to my embarrassment) marked on the inside of the waistband. “Becky’s mother found these in her laundry this morning, and you came home without them last night. Just how can you say you were not naked at Becky’s house last night?”

“Well, yes, I was, but it wasn’t like that, I mean, nobody really saw me, uh, not all of me, uh, accept maybe Randy …”

Mother interrupted, “You exposed yourself to a little boy—how dare you.”

“No mother—let me explain, please!”

My mother was red with fury, but said, “Explain and be quick about it.”

I had no choice but just tell the truth from the beginning. I had no time to make anything up—even if Becky got in trouble. So I told my tale to her just as I wrote earlier-except I stopped and didn’t mention the altercation on the way home. Becky’s mom and mine began to soften their hard looks at me as I got near the end, but neither was laughing.

Mom asked Becky’s mom if her boys really went about naked at home, and when it was confirmed seemed to relax a bit. Becky’s mom then related that she had inquired the same with her three kids and all had somewhat related the same, except for Becky, but she knew Becky was lying. In fact Becky was grounded for 8 weeks, and now had to spend the weekends at her grandmother’s house, to keep her away from her friends and computer on the weekends. I knew now that my relationship with Becky was history.

Becky’s mom and mine were sitting slightly apart on the sofa. My mom then said, “That doesn’t explain this though.” At which point she turned me around so that my back was to the two ladies, and then to my surprise yanked my sleep boxers down to my knees-exposing my rear to them. She then traced a red welt across my bottom with her finger.

“Mom!”

“Explain this welt.”

I related just that I had been forced to a spanking by some bullies-not relating that I had accidently ‘flashed’ some younger girls.

Becky’s mom said that as of this morning Becky, Tom and Randy were likewise with welt covered bottoms, for lying the night before.

I had pulled my boxers up from the front to at least cover my privates, my butt still exposed.

Mother said, “Well, I think your husband should see that Chase is also punished. Would he be willing to add to Chase’s welts?”

“I don’t see why not. But excuse me for asking, but Randy has not had a ‘puberty talk’. Since Chase is in 7th, I fear Randy may have seen an older boy and have questions I wasn’t ready for yet.”

Mother almost laughed, drew me closer, sat me on her lap, and told me to lean back. So now I was flat on her lap, right by Becky’s mom, my knees bent and feet not quite to the ground, with hardly any boxers on, just a bit still held onto by me. My mother made me let go of them, pulled them down further and had Becky’s mom pull them on off my feet. I was naked and totaled exposed, soon to be ‘examined’ my mom and Becky’s.

Mother said. “See, Chase is only slightly into puberty. She moved my penis about to show no hair anywhere near it.”

Becky’s mom said, “Well that is good to know. That will satisfy my husband, too.”

Mother said, “Let’s go right now and show him and let him punish Chase with a few hard paddles. I don’t know where you live exactly, we’ll follow.”

At that point we all got up and Becky’s mom headed to her car, and my mom to the carport. I said, “Give me a minute to get dressed.”

Mother simply said, “You can come just as you are as you’ll be naked for your spanking anyway.” Then she tossed me my boxers, and said, “But you can wear these for now while in the car.”

I pulled on my sleep boxers and followed, worried about what was to come.

Riding in the car with my mom while I was clad just in underwear was humiliating. I kept trying to imagine I was in a swim suit on the way to a pool. Still every car we met I feared being viewed.

At Becky’s house I had to walk from the curb to the front door just in those so abbreviated shorts. Each step to the house made me realize I would likely be vacating even those soon, in front of my mother and Becky’s parents.

Soon I was in the den facing Becky’s dad, her mother and mine watching on. He said, “I am to punish you for lying. If you had just been honest think of all the humiliation you could have avoided.”

“I thought I was protecting Becky”

“You just assisted her deception. Now you pay the price. Take off your remaining clothes and grab your ankles.”

I complied.

He said, “Wait. Randy and Tom need to witness”

Tom and Randy were summoned to the den, also nude; and I guess I had never seen them dressed. First their dad had me see their welts. Then he added to mine. I was soon whimpering uncontrollably.

Becky’s dad then said, “Tom, you and Randy show Chase your tree house-fort, while we adults talk a bit. Pronto.”

I could not believe it. We three boys were being ushered to the back yard—naked. I tried to reach for my boxers, but was turned around and directed out of the room without them.

The trees bushes and privacy fence protected us from the view from the neighbors (I suspected), but I was very uncomfortable. Finally after 10 minutes we were called in, Tom and Randy sent upstairs, and I made to face the adults, still naked.

Becky’s dad told me that Becky’s grounding had messed up their Saturday evening plans. She was now not home to babysit the boys. So they had asked my mother, and she agreed, to have me babysit for them this night. I was really too young, but they would not be out long-and by now the boys and I got along with each other. Her dad further said, “Tom is acting out a bit now, and being mean to Randy, so I expect Randy will ask you to bathe with him again. It seems a bit odd, but since you have already, if Randy so asks and I’m sure he will, comply. But so you don’t have a clothing mishap again, when he does, have him go to his room to get ready, and you take off your clothes in here, and maybe put them in that chair so they will be safe.”

I was flabbergasted, but could not complain. Perhaps this would end this nightmare. Mother held out my boxers for me as I stepped in them, as if I was a little boy, and we left. On the way home I asked mom, “Do I have to go back tonight?”

“You betcha-and you better be good. Now, be patient while I run a few errands while we are out.”

(The End)