New Babysitter 50 to 57

By Gerste

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"New Baby Sitter," part L, by Gerste

While still deep in thought, Josh broke away long enough to brave a question to Jill. As he mustered his most civil tone, he said, "Jill." There was an awkward pause as Jill looked over at the unassuming lad. With some trepidation, he continued, "D...d...do you think those officers would stand for you forcing their sons to be under our same rules? You saw how they were about to arrest you. How much greater must be their protection of their own families?" As Jill was about to answer Josh, her cellphone rang. She answered it, and the following conversation occurred over the phone:

"Jill here...Oh hi, Mrs. Dundringse. What do you have for me?"

Jill nodded, and looked at Josh with a wry smile on her face, then pushed the speaker button, making it audible to him. Josh could hear Mrs. Dundringse say, "...yes, we have informed the families of that contigent of officers that Judge Jazikowsky has ordered their sons be under the same provisions which Josh is under, effective immediately. Their parents were only too happy to comply. In fact, these boys MAY be joining you soon. They make up 38 boys, from the ages of 8 to 14, who are now under those rules. The exceptions are two fat boys, whom no one wants to see naked. They are required to trim down within the month, or face prison. Once they obtain normal weight, or under, they will be under the same provisions as the other 38 mentioned. Their BMI must be normal or better within 30 calendar days."

Jill looked triumphantly at the deflated boy Josh, who once again underestimated Jill's influence and people's tendency to favor these rules.

Jill: "Very good, Mrs. Dundringse, let me know when you discover the culprit responsible for ratting on me to the feds."

Mrs. Dundringse: "As a matter of fact, we HAVE located her already. Her name is Vallery Mellancorpt. She's the daughter of Mrs. Weisensteing's next door neighbor, Hellen Mellancorpt, and has just been contacted about meddling in your affairs. We are prepared to charge her with defamation of character and filing a false police report, to the end that her male siblings and male cousins in the age range of 8 to 14 would now fall under Josh's rules. This'll teach her to defame your noble reputation." Josh felt like he was going to be sick. His thoughts went something like this: Doesn't one need character to begin with, in order for there to be a defemation thereof?

Jill again looked over at Josh with an evil grin. Josh's cheeks were streaked with tears as he looked back at her in utter defeat and repressed anger. Of course, the girls who were fondling his public "privates" at that moment, just smirked and sneered at him. Josh wanted to point out that the informant's male siblings and cousins were not to blame, and should not be saddled with the so-called "slander" and "false report" charge, but he noted that there was a double irony in saying even that much, since "blame" was not the right word to describe the informant's actions. Mrs. Dundringse continued, in Josh's hearing: "Apparently, the girl, Vallery, had a crush on the two boys, and was devastated to hear they had been kidnapped...errr..I mean, taken away. She asked if she could come over and see and feel their naked bodies for herself."

Jill: "Of course she can. Everyone can. I'm sure their parents won't mind. And even if they did mind, fuck them. This girl's right to fondle them overrides parental authority and consent, anyways. It's like the right to breath air. It's a fundamental right above law and family. What parent can order their child not to breathe?"

Mrs. Dundringse: "True. Well, that's all I have for now. I'll tell her to come on over there. She's just next door."

Jill: "Good. I have to leave with a group here to pick up supper. Thanks, Mrs. Dundringse."

Mrs. Dundringse: "You're welcome, of course. That's why your aunt hired me. And Jill, from now on, call me by my first name: Heather."

Jill: "Very well, Heather, thank you."

After the line went dead, Jill looked over at Josh again and said, gloating, "I believe THAT answers your question."

But Josh was preoccupied at that moment with what her lawyer had said. Josh began to mull over her lawyer's phrase, "That's why your aunt hired me." That phrase was key to knowing what lay behind Jill's patronage. Was Jill's aunt her benefactor in all this; and she, her beneficiary? Josh held that thought, as he stifled the tears and sniffled. What also stuck out to Josh was Jill's total disregard for the kidnapped boys' parents—her words, "Fuck them," stuck out prominently in his mind. Just then, there was another knock on the door. "What now?" asked an impatient Jill, to no one, as she rolled her eyes and made for the front door. When she opened it, she discovered a whole news camera crew standing just outside threshold. Once Josh overheard that they were there to film the kidnapped boys, Mason and Jesse Eniarwers, he had renewed hope that the boys would be rescued and released to their parents. Jill invited the camera crew of 9 men and 4 women to come in, and they proceeded to set up their equipment in the living room, around the two boys. When they weren't setting up the cameras, they were busily molesting the naked boys around them for themselves. When the twin captives saw all this, their eyes were transfixed on the crew, who were scurrying about them, or stopping to molest the twins periodically. The camera men and women practically had to wrench the twins' penises and testicles out of the busy hands of their then current female molesters in order to do so. The twins began to cry even more than before. Josh naturally assumed that they were crying because they were going to be filmed in "all their glory" in their obscenely naked condition, and he was partly right. Remembering Jill's recent words about the twins' parents, "Fuck them," Josh asked Jill, "What do you suppose their parents will think when they see them on TV like this? Will you still say, 'fuck them'?" Jill answered, "Like what? You mean, with their balls and dicks and assholes and whole bodies on display for all mankind to watch?" Josh said, a little more impatiently this time, "Yeah, pretty much." She answered with an ironic laugh, "Why don't you asked them yourself? That's them over there." Josh looked where she was pointing, to see man and a woman setting up the camera directly in front of the twin boys' hind regions. The latter woman called to her twin sons, "Don't worry, my two sons, everyone will know you very well after we're done filming every inch of your bodies for the seven O'clock news: your assholes, dicks, balls, nice pecs and legs—EVERYthing." The twins cried even more after hearing these words, coming from their own mother, who was BEING a mother in more of a matriarchal than maternal sense.

End of part 50

"New Babysitter," part LI, by Gerste

The parents of twin captives Mason and Jesse—namely, Nancy and Brad Eniarwers—, along with the rest of the news crew, proceeded to film and photograph the twin brothers' entire bodies, while the former "interviewed them." The boys mostly cried as the news "interviewers" asked them questions. Several zoom-ins focused on the two boys' genitals and anuses, with no apparent pattern or "news-worthy" merit or content. Millions of people would be seeing every inch of the two boys' bodies later that evening. For "good measure," the news crew also filmed the other five boys for the world to see, making them bend to show their anuses, or pose with their faces and genitals prominently displayed in many close-up or "casual" poses. All this was included in the hour and 46 minute extended footage they showed on national TV and online later that evening. Copies would be distributed to viewers free of charge upon request, of which there were many such.

As Nancy and Brad Eniarwers, the twin boys' parents, were leaving with their fellow crew members, they gave the their sons' genitals a squeeze, "finger poked" them in the in the anus, kissed them, and informed them they were now under the same nudity rules as Josh. The twins wept as their parents left, not so much because of their parents' immediate absence, but because of their future presence, in their lives.

Watching all this, Josh did not know what he hated most: their kidnapping or their parents' cavalier attitude towards it. Jill saw Josh's morose expression and whispered in his ear in a spooky tone, "It seems you now know how Mason and Jesse's parents would react, you fucking cocky little shit." She then shifted to humor as she said, while touching his penis for reference, "and I do mean COCK-ee." Josh's dour expression more clearly stated what his mouth was not allowed to. He decided to switch gears, as he then addressed an issue that was eating away at his insides: "Jill, I want to know why you have so much power. You're only a student in school like the rest of us. I heard what your lawyer said when you had your cellphone on speaker: She said, 'That's why your aunt hired me.' Is this aunt of yours the one who gave you all this power?" Teddy looked at Josh strangely, and said, "Are you suggesting my sister's part of some conspiracy?" Jill answered them both: "No, not a conspiracy. A conspiracy implies we are acting in secret. We are doing all this in the open. We 'plotted' together to make all boys nude for our viewing pleasure, and that of millions, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Josh: "You and your aunt?"

Jill: "Me and others. She's rich and resourceful, and the brains behind the operation. But there's a hierarchy."

Josh: "A what?"

Jill: "Never mind. You'll meet my aunt one of these days soon. But for now, get your asses ready to march to the 'Prime Chicken,' where our food awaits us."

Josh: "Us? You mean, we boys get to eat, this time?"

Jill: "No, I meant us girls. Now, let's go, everybody."

With that, the five boys and 15 girl "escort," 16 counting Jill, left on foot out the front door for the restaurant, leaving the rest of the girls to "attend" (or continually molest, is more like it) the twin captives Jesse and Mason.

The boys' ambulatory trip to the restaurant was a repeat of last week's mass molestation: but this time five boys were the subject of molestation at the hands of hundreds of neighbors along the streets leading to the restaurant. As before, several girls canvassed the neighborhood, from door to door, to announce to everyone there that five nude boys were walking the sidewalk and to solicit their participation, while the other girls held the boys' arms as they walked. Just like the week before, whole households poured out into the streets to see and feel the five boys' whole bodies for themselves. None of the over 267 people (by the female notetaker's count) failed to feel out every body part of the five attractive, very naked boys at the center of attention. Many took very explicit, detailed pictures with their digital cameras or sophisticated cellphones. Jill made the "photographers" promise to share the photos with everyone they knew. Girls, boys, women and men all participated in the humiliation of the poor lads. When they finally arrived at the restaurant, several of the boys were relieved momentarily, until they found that everyone there was to molest them as well. In addition, the restaurant owner had everyone in the restaurant "feeling around inside" the anus of Joey to "see if they could extract the money." Finally, after everyone else had tried, a couple of toddlers tried. The second one succeeded, after the restaurant owner made her try awhile. All five boys were outraged, but Joey more than all: he was complaining about everyone expanding his sore anus and sticking their fingers in. Josh tried to settle his nerves:

Josh: "Joey, don't do anything desperate."

Joey: "Fuck you, Josh. I'm reporting them."

Kelvin: "Don't! The whole police force is foul. They'll not help you and will charge you with some made-up shit. Believe me. It happened to us last week."

But Joey did not believe them. Instead, he spotted a cellphone on a table. Taking advantage of his momentary reprieve from the molestation, he lunged for the phone, knocking it to the ground with his head (as his hands were still bound). He then laid down with his head beside the cellphone and attempted to open it with his mouth. In an attempt to save all five boys from facing another "false police report" accusation, Josh kicked the phone out of Joey's reach. In the attempt, Josh accidentally kicked it into the air and out of sight. "Phew!" said Josh, "That was close." Josh was confident and happy that he had prevented another arrest, when he heard a voice from behind him say, "Does this belong to any of you boys?" Josh turned to see a police officer standing behind him holding the cellular projectile in his hand. Josh's stomach went cold, and he felt faint. The persistent officer repeated the question: "Let me ask it again: did any of you boys throw this cellphone at me and hit me in the head?" Jill walked up on them and said, "I saw the whole thing, Sir: Josh here kicked the cellphone, which didn't even belong to him, at your head." The police officer said, "That's theft and assault on an officer with intent to create bodily harm, and damage to property." Joey spoke up, despite Josh's attempts to hush him, "I was trying to report a crime of moletstation." The officer said, "Well, that's making a false police report. You five boys must all like jail, don't you?"

End of part 51

"New Babysitter," part LII, by Gerste

For the third week in a row, Josh was once again being booked by the downtown police department on trumped up charges. The claptrap of "accusations" included: making a "false" police report, assault and battery on a police officer (which enhances any other current charge), a double jeopardy embezzlement and larceny charge (regarding the cellphone "theft"), and damage to property (even though it was found that the cellphone sustained no such damage). While the five boys were standing naked in the police precinct intake room, Joey murmured, "Now isn't that just fucking rich! We didn't do a damn thing, and here they enhance our charges. What is embezzlement, anyways? Don't you, like, have to be a bank teller for that, or something?" Josh's offered, "It seems to me, Joey, that you weren't the one who needed an enema. Jill and everyone here are full of shit." Just then, the door opened and some intake officers pulled the five peripatetic boys along by their penises, into a room with offices and desks. Again, the male and female officers each had a turn examining the boys' whole bodies. This time, they didn't even bother to "dignify" the rank proceedings under the guise of routine police search and seizure techniques, but simply said, "We're molesting you, and later others will rape you." They laughed at the boys' self-evident duress throughout. Every officer satiated his/her curiosity as to the bodies of the five attractive bambinos. They were especially smitten with Joey's boyish good looks and athletic build. He lacked cellulite and any gluteal fold under the buttocks, as did the other four. Their fleece of beautiful, smooth skin was one continuum of dermis outlining smooth, angular muscle definition. Josh's effeminate demeanor and dainty frame gave away his flamboyantly homosexual orientation. The police psychologist mocked, "He's so gay, we'd have to give him depressants to keep his serotonin levels in check. He's the quintessence of felicity." Overhearing, Teddy said to Josh, "I think he just called you a fag." Josh deftly replied, "Either that, or the happiest kid in the room." Teddy looked at him in confusion.

When every employee at the police station, including the janitors, had molested all five boys, the medical doctor on staff had the five boys lean up against the bars of each cell, of both the female and male inmates, until every last prisoner had "felt up" all of the boys' body parts for themselves (with particular attention paid to their anuses and genitals). The police officers then took detailed pictures of the five boys, in various obscene positions exposing everything, including, and especially, face and "private areas," in order to post them all over the station and all over town (laminated, of course, to endure the elements; there were already many such posters throughout the town). One of the officers said to Josh, while molesting him, "I hear you think we're all part of a conspiracy." Josh responded with Jill's line from earlier, "No, conspiracy implies you're acting in secret. But you're doing all this openly." The police men looked at each other and laughed. One of them said to Josh, "Well, then, we don't have to hide from you the fact that you're going to get raped, all five of you. We could call it something else but, fuck it, a rose by any other name..." Josh completed his sentence, speaking in a pathetic voice (eyes downcast), "...will smell as sweet." The latter officer rejoined, laughing, "Well, maybe NOT, in this case."

The attending officers then led the five boys into a cell housing five men. They were five different men from the week prior. They comprised three caucasians, one African American, and one Latin American. The boys' faces blanched as they saw the five men unbuckle their pants. Kyle once again lost control of his bladder and involuntarily urinated all over the floor from sheer terror, as did Kelvin this time. Three of the men—two of the white prisoners and the latino prisoner—all had their pants down already, facing the five boys. The boys were relieved to see, at least, that these rapists were not particularly endowed this time. It seems the selection board didn't use last week's penile length criterion, perhaps due to haste, thought Josh. Kelvin whispered to Josh, "Well, I'm glad to see they're less hung. I think whoever chose them for us might have wanted to avoid tearing us this time. But I learned my lesson about prejudice and racism. If last week was any indicator, this black guy shouldn't be big either. It's stupid to say that all black guys have big schlongs." Josh looked at him and laughed in a muted, understated tone, only slightly heartened by the crude lesson in political correctness at that moment. Next, the African American dropped his pants. This time Kelvin stood there stunned and silent, while the other four boys, most notably Josh, collectively said, "SSShhhhiiiiiiiiiii...............

End of part 52

"New Babysitter," part LIII, by Gerste

Meanwhile, our homegrown dominatrixes back at the Weisensteing residence were inventing novel ways to "entertain" Mason and Jesse's genitals and anuses. They went to the kitchen and found a hand of bananas and carried them back to where the twins were still hogtied in the center of the living room. One of the gags came loose from Mason's mouth, and he petitioned, in desperation, "Jesse and I haven't eaten all day, since those bitches kidnapped us. Can we please have some bananas?" A girl responded, as if it was the most absurd question in the world, "Don't be silly. We're going to stick them into your asses." She said this as if the natural function of a banana was not one of consumption, but insertion. (Mason wanted to tell her into which orifice she could insert her idea, but saying so proved positively impossible under the circumstances.) After she had said this, the two twin boys felt the crescent-shaped fruit invade their anuses as the girls impaled them with it. The boys screamed in writhing pain as they felt the pointy tip of the bottom part of the banana dig into the side of their rectums. The slight sickle-like shape of the bananas were warping the linear shape of the rectum in the two boys, which forced the girls to withdraw them. The girls then tried to shove the bananas in after peeling then, but the bananas were too soft to forcibly penetrate the anal portal. They then took two spoons per boy and forced the boys' anuses apart wide enough to "squish" the bananas through the forced opening. They managed to insert two bananas per boy this way, before the twins were feeling strong spasms. After several painful contractions, their intestines discharged the mushy paste. One girl had the foresight to retrieve cellophane ahead of time to catch the mess before it soiled the carpet. A girl said to the boys, "Do you want to eat the bananas now?" The boys shook their heads steadfastly.

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Vallery Mellancorpt approached the front door of the Weisensteing residence and knocked on it. She stood there fully clothed with her two starkly naked brothers, Jade (10) and Caleb (11). Their hands were bound in back to prevent them from touching or covering themselves. They were fine specimens of boyhood beauty. With lean bodies and cute features, auburn hair, and lanky, muscular physiques, they were a couple of cupids. Their penises and testacles were prominently displayed, as they were quite gifted in that area as well. Like the rest (virtually), they were circumcised. They each sported a nice abdominal "six-pack."

Some of the girls at the Weisensteing residence answered the door. Vallery introduced herself and explained who she was, and how she had been the informant Jill invited over. She explained that her brothers' nude state was the surrogate punishment for her indiscretion in "falsely" reporting Jill. She added that she only wished to atone for her actions by allowing her brothers and males cousins to assume her punishment in her stead, and she made it sound as if it was an act of heroism and self-sacrifice on her part. "Sounds great to me," said Lisa, Jill's friend who was left in charge, "Come on in." Once in, the visitors and "hostesses" exchanged pleasantries, and the latter began to immediately molest her two brothers, meanwhile saying, "They're freaking hot"; "They're fucking cute," "...friggin' gorgeous, ...adorable," etc. Vallery was led into the living room, where the two twins Jesse and Mason were being forced to eat the banana "mush" that had formerly been forced into their rectums in the above. The boys looked as if they going to vomit the putrid banana fecal hodgpodge. Vallery, who was 13, had a crush on the two boys ever since she met them two years ago. She began to cup the boys' gonads in her hands, and run her finger along the elongated shaft of their involuntarily erect penises. As she stroked and rubbed the boys' penises, they began to moan. She was also given to pinching their testes, when Lisa admonished her to be more gentle. "After all," she said, "they ARE community property, you know. They belong to ALL of us." Vallery took the "hint," and was more gentle.

After a few minutes, nauseated from the putrefied concoction, the boys' automatic reflux reaction caused them to regurgitate the contents of their stomachs onto their chests. As the twins retched, the girls were able to make sure most of it did not drip onto the rug. The girls cleaned up the mess, and reddened the boys' otherwise pale hindquarters in "punishment," using the paddle. As the girls gave the boys' buttocks a pink, ruddy shine, they casually remarked how pink was their favorite color. They said this almost indifferently, as if they were merely referring to some piece of candy or a ribbon, and not to the flesh of a human child.

Just then, Jill entered the house through the front door and walked into the living room. Behind her, in tow, were the girls who went with her to the chicken restaurant as the "escorts" of the five boys. A few of them were carrying the chicken Jill ordered. (The restaurant owner gave the girls a ride in his van back to the Weisensteing home.) Vallery stood and said, "Oh, you must be Jill." Jill responded, "And you must be Vallery. I heard so much about you from my lawyer. You're the one who squealed on me, I understand."

Vallery, looking somewhat embarrassed: "Oh, yeah, well, about THAT...My brothers here are paying the price."

Jill: "Good! And I hope you learned a lesson from that!"

Vallery, nervously: "EERrr, mischief can be fun when some boys are punished?"

Jill: "Exactly! So don't let it happen again, unless you want to see more boys nude."

Vallery: "HHhhmm, actually, I do."

Jill: "So do I. Isn't it wonderful that we can do all this with impunity?"

Both girls laughed and embraced. Right after that, Jill entered the kitchen to prepare the chicken on plates and found the cluster of bananas missing (there was one banana left). She demanded to know who was responsible. Some of the girls told her about how they inserted the bananas up the boys' rectums, and then force fed them the putrid potpourri of ejected "banana feces." Jill then went into the living room where Mason and Jesse were still hogtied and being molested by girls. Enraged, she said to the twins, "How could you two eat all of our bananas? You are getting a severe spanking for this, and so are the five other boys, once they get out of jail."

Jill then produced two paddles and gave one to Lisa. Together, they proceed to blistere the boys' buttocks, striking right down to the exposed cleft between the attractive gluteal globes, and thus striking the anuses of the boys. The boys wailed in pain as the two sadists smiled and delivered a total of 35 blows a piece. Afterward, the boys whimpered as the house full of girls paid particular attention to the twins' anuses in their "playtime." The girls also made sure to eat in front of the two famished lads. As Jill said, "They have already had their fill." Jill said this as if they could have had chicken had they not "consumed" the two bananas. But her statement was disengenuous, since she harbored no such intention from the start.

End of part 53

"New Babysitter," part LIV, by Gerste

Meanwhile, back at the jail, our five boys—Kyle, Josh, Teddy, Kelvin and Joey—were being anally violated by the five prisoners in their cell: namely, the three caucasians, one African American (though he was really mulatto), and one hispanic. The African American was stereotypically well-endowed, and almost tore the poor boys. This went on for 83 minutes, as each of the five men had several turns on each boy. Josh was not spared this time, though he was not penetrated all the way by the one prisoner. When the prison guards finally collected the five boys, they took them to a different female juvanile center this time. This one was notoriously worse than the one from the previous week: the girls in this facility to which the boys were now heading were reputed to have committed the worst possible offenses, and the ones on "lockdown" were placed in regular population just so that they could enjoy their "right" to have ready access to the five boys' "community property," or, in other words, the latters' bodies. After all the female guards had explored and molested the five boys' bodies, the latter were deposited into the large foyer adjoining the girls' cells on several tiers. The boys could hear several cat calls and sexually suggestive, lewd remarks coming from the girls' cells while these boys stood there naked in the middle of the foyer. A master switch unlocked the cells of the female inmates, aged 11 through 18. They all exited their cells. Some on upper levels had to descend by the stair wells from the upper tiers onto the ground level of the capacious foyer, where the boys were standing naked. Other girls exited their cells at ground level itself. The girls' somatypes ranged from petite to hefty, to humongous. These were girls to whom no one had said "No" very often; until, SAYing no, someone locked them away from refined society. Seeing these robust, lusty girls, the boys' stomachs knotted up, and Kyle and Josh literally began to tremble. Some of them did not even look like girls. Just then, an overhead speaker blared, "These boys are community property. Their bodies are your bodies. Just as with your bodies, they are not to be physically harmed in such a way as to require medical attention. And do not murder them." The five boys looked at each other, wondering what kind of place this was, if one needed to be told not to murder someone. The announcement continued, "You cannot have sexual intercourse with them, or expose yourselve to them, as modesty is one of our most cherised and time-honored rules here. Otherwise, have fun, girls. Any violation of these rules will result in prosecution. The boys are court-ordered to obey you, or face prison themselves."

The girls then took turns fondling, exploring, fingering, stroking, feeling, etc., every part of the boys' bodies, especially their genitals and anuses. When every one of the 585 girls there had done so, they each decided to play a game with the five boys. A charismatic girl by the name of Erin Lowerencie—a tall and sturdy 16 year of some standing with the girls—emerged as the ring-leader. She said to the girls all about her, "Ladies, let's see how many fingers we can get up their asses. The one who can get the most in there wins. I don't know about you bitches, but I want to make their asses one fucking gaping hole." The boys looked at each other. This time the older boys, Kelvin and Teddy, felt themselves shudder uncontrollably. Joey was still too stunned to say much of anything. Up until that point, he had a bad case of the WTF's.

Three hours later, every girl in the place had tried to get all five fingers in to the tight little anuses of the five boys, right down the knuckle, but only the smaller ones succeeded. Most were able to insert four. The boys were screaming in pain as each girl tried. Their screams had an intoxicating effect on the girls' unquenchable cruelty. Many girls went back to their private cells and masturbated to it. Others had to witness it, and stealthily began to stick their hands down their own pants and began to rub themselves where no one could see them. The loud speaker told girls to get their hands out of their pants, so they stopped. But many of the girls felt a moist, tingly sensation in their groins.

During the meals, in which the boys did not partake, the girls also found other things to impale the five boys, such as whole, uncut carrot sticks, celery stalks, bananas and large sausages. They also maturbated the boys continuously. Of course, the nurse had given the boys Viagra earlier, so that they had involuntary erections throughout the molestations. The girls taunted the boys with remarks like, "Since you have a stiffy, you must be enjoying this," and "Gee, you seem to be out of spunk..." One girl with an Australian accent managed to slip "wanker" into the catalog of epithets reserved for the five boys, although the boys were more properly the "wankEEs." It was not long before the boys' perpetual "hand-jobs" were simply excruciatingly painful. Again, the boys were abused this way throughout the night, and were given no food, though they begged for it. By Saturday morning of the next day, around 9:41 A.M., Erin had the "idea" to have the boys "fuck or fight" for their food. She said, "I heard about how they made you boys fight the girls for your keep at the other center. Let's see you boys do that here. We'll match you up with our five best against your five best."

The boys looked at each other and then Kelvin said to her, "We only HAVE five." Erin laughed and said, "The first challengers are Jordan Majoress, weighing 304 pounds, against Teddy; Brooke Nowelliss, weighing 276 pounds against Kelvin; Maureen Fabbionte weighing 167 pounds against Joey; Tiffany Showwels at 133 pounds against Kyle, and Vivian Huerle at 104 pounds against Josh."

Teddy said, "Here we fucking go again. Mismatched as usual. Those cunts greatly outweigh their male opponents."

Ignoring Teddy's protest, Erin then said, "The rules are these, boys: The winning boy eats, and the losing boys fuck each other like so: ..."

And demonstrating, she pulled Kyle, Josh and Kelvin forward by tugging on their penises, one at a time, and had them face the other two boys. Then she had Josh bent over while both Kyle and Kelvin inserted their penises into him. Josh scream as the pain of being so outstretched made him feel as though he would break open. The girls laughed. Luckily for Josh, Kelvin and little Kyle both had relatively slender penises, and it was difficult to insert them in all the way two at a time. Erin said, "So you see, even a flaming fag such as Josh here can be made not to enjoy gay sex. Any questions?"

The demonstration seemed abundantly sufficient enough to inform and terrify the two wide-eyed boys watching this, so the five of them remained silent. Then the boys' "matches" (for want of a remotely accurate word) stepped up to meet their male opponents. The massive frame of Teddy's opponent elicited a gasp from the awe-struck teen boy, and he absently remarked, "No offense, but she one big ass motherfucking skanky-ass fucking hoe of a..." Before he could complete his "unoffensive" statement, his female opponent, offended, laid him out flat. It was the first "sleep" Teddy had gotten in the last 24 hours.

End of part 54

"New Babysitter," part LV, by Gerste

Teddy was out like a light. The announcer on the overhead loud speaker said, as casually as if it was asking shoppers to not squeeze the Charmin, "Please do not damage or murder the boys. Thank you." Josh noticed that that was the second time the announcer on the loud speaker warned them not to murder them. The announcer came back on the loud speaker and announced that a nurse was on the way with ammonia to revive Teddy. (Ammonia has a pungent odor which, placed under the nose, will immediately awaken a sleeping body.) The girls grew impatient of waiting and so retrieved some cold water from a bathroom and threw it on Teddy's face, immediately bringing him to. When he opened his eyes, everything was blurry. Immediately he thought of the urban myth which said that masturbation, which he was experiencing a lot of lately, would lead to blindness. Little did he know the real reason for his blurry vision: his opponent, Jordan Majoress, had struck him in the occipital bone, which is the optical bone. The blow affected his vision for the moment. Erin yelled at Teddy: "Serves you right, you fucking moron; talking to a killer that way. You'll be lucky if that psycho bitch doesn't cut your balls off and use them as earrings."

As Teddy's blurry vision was clearing up, a pretty girl, who was fondling his penis and scrotum, came into focus. She said, "Oh, you poor thing. Allow me to help you out." At first, he started to stand, thinking she was going to help him; but he fell back down as the girl was pulling down on his scrotum. Teddy could not figure out how molesting him was "helping him out," but he didn't question her on it. She continued: "Let me introduce myself, you fucking sexy beast. I'm Vicky Eigenshlofft. I'm 14." She shook Teddy's penis as if it were a hand.

Teddy: "Thanks. You're an angel in this den of devils."

Vicky: "Oh, not at all. You know, you're lucky your opponent didn't kill you. She's in for murdering a man she says cheated her."

Teddy: "Jesus!"

Vicky: "Yeah, her whole family is like that! They were so mad at the man, they came to his funeral and started to pummel him in his coffin, saying, 'You're not getting off that easy.'"

Kelvin, overhearing: "Good thing he was dead, or that would really have hurt."

Everyone looked at Kelvin. He looked back and said, "What! I mean, they could have killed him."

Vicky, to Teddy: "Is your cutee brother serious?"

Teddy: "HHhhmmm, ...Yes."

Vicky, laughing: "Well, it's funnier that he's serious!"

Vicky inspected Teddy's face for about a half a minute, as he looked back at her warily. She then said, "Will you be my boyfriend? My last boyfirend died."

Teddy, in a consoling tone: "HHhhmmm, sure, I guess. Sorry to hear about your late boy friend. How'd he die?"

Vicky's expression took an angry turn as she blurted, "The fucker had the balls to actually look at another girl, so I tortured his ass to death! The fucking bastard!"

Teddy looked nervous and said: "I assume that's why you're in here?"

Vicky, calmer: "No, they never caught me. I'm in here for killing my two-timing 10 year old little brother, who did the same thing. But you five boys can be my NEW crushes," she crushing Kyle's penis as she said this. The boys looked worried suddenly.

Josh: "UUhh, I'm gay!"

Kelvin: "Me too!"

Kyle: "I'm gay, too!"

Joey: "So am I!"

Teddy, looking back at her, frightened: "And I'm seriously considering becoming gay, at this moment!"

Kelvin, to Teddy: "No you're not. You're the most homophobic motherfucker on the planet."

Teddy, even more nervous: "Shut up, Kelvin."

Kelvin: "Just sayin', ..."

Teddy: "Shut up!"

Vicky looked at Teddy and said, "No, you're my new boyfriend, so you'd better not be looking at any other girls, or else!" She began to kiss him on the lips as she fondled his penis and anus. She was slightly bigger than him by about 23 pounds.

Erin impatiently said, "Boys, if you're ready, we can begin the fights."

As Teddy stood, he noticed that his hands were unbound so that he could fight. The other boys also had their bindings removed. Teddy felt the swelling from the contusion on the back of his head with his right hand and said, "I thought this was wrestling."

Erin responded: "It's freestyle wrestling. Anything goes. Nevertheless, we are told not to punch you. But you know how unruly we are." She winked as she said that.

A girl with an English accent said, "No more punching, girls. This isn't boxing. We're not a lot of bloody pugilists here."

Erin then gave the signal to begin, and all five boys found themselves pinned to the ground within moments.

Erin: "Now for the penalty phase. Joey, you will be butt-fucked by Kyle and Josh here." Joey blurted, "But I'm not even gay! I don't go in for that queer bullshit!"

Vicky grabbed Joey's penis and scrotum and said, "I thought you said you were gay?"

Joey said, nervously: "What I meant to say was, eeerrr, I AM gay, and, boys, let's do this queer bullshit!"

Vicky, undimpressed and undisuaded: "Yeah, right. Good save, Joesy boy. You're also my new boyfriend, you little hunk." As she said this, she gave his buttocks a little squeeze, causing him to jump, and then she fingered his anus.

Unwavering and single-minded, an intransigent Erin said to Joey and Vicky, "If you two are quite finished, I believe we had better get on with the fight." Then speaking to Joey directly, Erin said, "Assume the position." After Vicky and another girl stopped fondling him (for the moment), Joey slowly bent over, and Kyle and Josh penetrated him until each boy had a painful "dry-cum."

Erin then had Josh and Kyle, being the smallest two, do the same thing to the other two boys. She said they would "switch up" in the next round.

Erin then announced the next challengers: "15 year old Gabriella Jostelline, at 274 pounds, challenges Teddy; 17 year old Danielle Aushpichpe, at 243 pounds, challenges Kelvin; 16 year old Lauren Angelissica, at 155 pounds, challenges Joey; Jaseline Michaelischen, at 117 pounds, challenges Kyle; and Gabby Trounourer, at 129 pounds, challenges Josh."

Teddy noted that the disparity in weight differences were not declining very rapidly, and remarked as much. Erin again ignored him and gave the signal to begin. Teddy once again found himself pinned to the mat, as did the four other boys. Teddy lay beneath the massive frame of his female opponent, feeling like he was being crushed. His hand was inadvertantly wedged between his opponent's clothed breast and his naked chest. Noticing this, his opponent, Gabriella Jostelline, then picked Teddy off his feet, throttled him mercilessly, and said, in a voice deeper than his own, "How dare you touch me there! How dare you take advantage of a women's feminine, delicate frame, you fucking little shit!"

The angry mob of girls were crying for blood, as each one wanted to beat Teddy within an inch of his life. Vicky cried out, "What! Did that cheating two-timer touch another woman? Let's rip his balls off."

The angry swarm of girls placed Teddy on a table, spread his legs apart, and were about to castrate him with an improvised "knife" one of the girls had spirited in, when a voice on the loud speaker said, "Do not castrate, or murder, the community property. You will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law if you do!" Josh acknowledged that it was, in fact, the third time they warned the girls against murdering them. This was at once a comforting and yet disconcerting idea to Josh, both for obvious reasons. Vicky, who held the knife, looked up at the loud speaker and said, as if she were speaking to some ethereal deity, "Oh, come on! He deserves it!" The voice again bellowed, "No, you shall not murder them." Just then, the far door, which opened to the outer corridor, opened, and the five boys were summoned to leave by the beckoning guards. With sad expressions, the girls let them leave. As they were leaving, Vicky called, "I love you, Teddy. I'll be looking forward to our next meeting." The terrified boys left for the door quickly. As the five boys were walking in the outer hallway with the guards, Teddy said, "Thank you for rescuing us back there!" One of the guards answered, "Rescue you? No, we weren't rescuing you. We came to discharge you. Your parents are here to pick you up." To be sure, the guards really were planning to intervene anyways, but they just wanted to toy with Teddy's emotions. In any case, the five boys were just happy to be leaving before Monday morning.

As Josh, Kyle, Kelvin, Joey and Teddy entered the discharge unit of the female juvenile center, they saw Mr. and Mrs. Anstroums (Joey's parents) and Mrs. and Mr. Weisensteing (Josh's parents) standing in the lobby. With them were Josh' two sisters—Christy (8) and Alexa (15)—and Joey's three sisters: Mercedes (13) Natalie (11) and Abigail (10). Seeing the latter, Joey said, "What are THEY doing here?" As he said this, his three sisters proceeded to sodomize him with their fingers, and to feel his genitals. Mrs. Anstroums responded, "It looks like they're greeting their brother. Is that any way to respond, dear? Do we have to greet you with the built, instead?" She fondled him herself as she said this. Joey then bowed his head in reluctant resignation. A few tears streaked his face. Josh's own sisters and parents were doing the same to him. Josh noticed that Jill and her family were nowhere to be seen. Three of the five girls present went over to Teddy, Kyle and Kelvin and began to molest them, as their sisters were not currently present to "greet" them. Josh was going to ask where they were, when the man at the front desk informed the two pairs of parents of the charges against the five boys: "Josh, Teddy, Kyle, Kelvin and Joey are hereby charged with five felonies each, and must appear for arraignment and, actually, sentencing at the downtown courthouse at 4:00 P.M. this tuesday." The parents agreed, and the boys were discharged. While still standing there naked in the front lobby, being molested, Josh thought back to the time, two weeks earlier, when he was sentenced for allegedly "filing a false police report," and his male cousins were saddled with the "penalty" of being under his same nudity conditions. He recalled how his male cousins vowed revenge on him as they exited the courtroom, and he wondered what new boys were going to be "punished" for this latest false accusation, as that seemed to be the pattern. He didn't need any more enemies.

The five boys and two sets of parents exited the front lobby of the female juvenile center and began walking outside to their cars in the parking lot. Joey's parents had a minivan and agreed to drop off the three Wounderad brothers. (They had already bound Teddy hands again, since he was having a difficult time resisting the urge to scratch his itching testacles.) While he and his family was still walking to the family car in the parking lot, Josh asked his mother, "Where's Jill? Where are Teddy, Kyle and Kelvin's family?" Mrs. Weisensteing said, while reaching over to molest her son as they walked to the car, "She went home. We won't need Jill to babysit the rest of the weekend. She'll babysit next weekend." Josh was relieved to hear that and said, "Good! And good riddence to her, for the time being. But why did she leave early? Not that I'm not happy about that, but..." Mrs. Weisensteing looked at her son disapprovingly and said, "Why, Josh, that's not a very nice thing to say." As Josh's family approached the family car in the parking lot, she continued, "As to why she's not babysitting the rest of the weekend, we're having company, which is also why we came and got you before Monday morning. Be thankful for that." Josh answered back, "I am. This is not so bad, I guess, except for being naked in front of everybody. But at least I'm not at the female juvenile center."

Mrs. Weisensteing: "Then count your blessings, son."

Josh: "OK, I will, such as they are. By the way, who's coming over?"

Mrs. Weisensteing: "Your cousins."

Josh: "WHAT?!?!!!"

End of part 55

"New Babysitter," part LVI, by Gerste

Josh felt like he had jumped out of the proverbial frying pan and into the fire. Here he was, putting behind him his harrowing experience at the female juvenile center, only to return home to the very cousins who vowed revenge on him for being under his same conditions. As his family pulled out of the parking lot of the female juvenile center, he sat in the back seat of the car and, wedged between two finger happy sisters, thought about how unfair it all seemed. Why should his cousins get revenge for something he didn't even do or want in the first place? He was innocent of any crime for which he had been accused, and did not invite his cousins to the courthouse in the first place. Why should they blame him for something that was beyond his control?

A pinch on his left gonad brought Josh out of his thoughts, as his "little" sister Christy, who was actually bigger than him, had been over-zealous in fondling him. He said, "Stop that! That hurts." Josh's mother, sitting in the front seat, immediately turned and slapped him, saying, "Josh, don't be mean to your sisters." Alexa herself was fingering Josh's anus, causing him to sit awkwardly on his seat. Josh protested, "But mom, she pinched my nut! It really fuc....I mean, really hurt." Mrs. Weisengtheing said to Christy, "Don't pinch too hard, dear. We want him to have those nuts for the future, so we can continue to handle them and he can have children. But by all means, don't stop playing with them. They're yours. We just want you to have respect for your toys." Christy answered, in a faint tone, "Yes, mom."

Alexa: "Can we give Josh a bath when we get home? We haven't washed him since Thursday night, and we usually give him his nightly bath." Mrs. Weisengsteing answered, "Certainly, dear. We have to get him ready for receiving guests, anyways. Josh's cousins will be over in the afternoon."

Then Alexa and Christy both said, "Yay!!!" Josh said, "Mom, my cousins are mad about being under my same conditions. They blame me. They said they'd get back at me. I'm afraid they'll do something to me this weekend."

Mrs. Weisensteing: "Well, I can't really blame them for being upset with you. It IS, after all, your fault. But we were eventually going to impose those conditions on them anyways. Your situation was just an excuse."

Josh couldn't believe his ears. Was she really admitting that she had been party to some plot? Josh suspected as much, but to hear her actually admit it was disheartening on some level. At least a cover-up gave him some semblance of serenity in the matter: he could always deceive himself into thinking it wasn't so. But to be faced with the bold-face truth was more than he could endure at the moment. Josh didn't say anything else the rest of the way home. When they arrived at the Weisensteing residence, Josh was still reeling fron the blow. He said nothing as his sister led him into the house and then into the bathroom by tugging on his penis. On the way to the bathroom, Josh was glad to see that the house was once more empty, but it wouldn't be for long.

Once in the bathroom, the girls turned on the bath water, and asked Josh if he needed to void. He said yes, and Alexa held his penis while he urinated into the toilet bowl. After he was done, he stood there waiting for the tub to fill while the girls played with his penis. Once the bath tub was full, they ordered Josh to get in. He did, and they proceeded to wash every inch of his body, paying particular attention to his anus and genitals. As usual, they made him bend over while they scrubbed the ring of his anus with his tooth brush. They opened the hole, and vigorously scrubbed the anal "ridge" with the bristles. Whenever Josh tensed up during the latter exercise, they swatted what little buttocks he had. No sooner had they just finished, than Josh heard a knock at the front door. Josh's thought raced to memories of his cousins' threats and fears of being beat up. The girls said, "Josh, go answer it." Josh felt as though he would come unhinged any moment now. Shaking like a leaf, he walked through the living room to the front door, naked, of course (he was not allowed so much as a towel to cover with), and, in one fell swoop, thrust open the door as he fell back about five feet, poised for flight. It was indeed his aunt and uncle, but no sign, as yet, of his cousins.

Josh was embarrassed anew, as he thought that his aunt and uncle were seeing his nude state for the first time (he didn't know that they had seen him online and on TV). He said, while avoiding direct eye contact, "Oh, hi, Aunt Evelyne and Uncle Jerry." His aunt and uncle embraced him and molested his genitals and anus with their hands, as if it was all just a part of greeting. Just then, three of Josh's cousins, George (10), Irvin (11) and Madelyne (13), appeared at the door. The boys were fully nude, and the girl clothed. The girl had an air of triumph about her as she peridocally reached over and fingered her brothers' genitals and backside. The boys were nicely proportioned, lean, with appropriate muscle definition. They were blond and very attractive. They had long eyes lashes and fine anglo-saxon features. George had long hair, which hit him about the shoulders. Irvin's long hair, on the other hand, came down to about the shoulder blades. They had a tanline that stopped where the boys' mid-thigh swimsuits used to be, at a time, erstwhile, when they were allowed to wear them. Both boys were beginning to show signs of tanning on their buttocks, pelvic region, and genitals. They were circumcised, with four inch penises when flaccid, which hung limp for the moment. They were hairless, except for small, fine, downy blond hairs variously visible (up very close) throughout their bodies. Josh was instantly aroused by their boyish good looks and sleak corpora. Their hands were bound behind their backs, for the manifest reason that they might have the unmitigated gall to touch themselves. Despite their good looks, the two boys met Josh's gaze with a menacing scowl. Josh knew what that meant.

Cousin Madelyne immediately "greeted" Josh with a hand to his penis and scrotum, and another on his buttocks, inserting her fingers in his anus. Again, Josh leapt as he felt this latest intrusion, but relaxed as per instruction, not constitution. During all this, no one apparently bothered to shut the front door, which clued Josh in on the probability that more were right behind. Sure enough, more figures of aunts and uncles and cousins came filing in, repeating the same scenario of dominant female cousins and naked, attractive male cousins, their anger toward Josh indelibly etched on their faces. In all, 22 male cousins (all naked), and 19 female cousins (all clothed), had arrived for the occasions. Josh's male cousins were very attractive, slender and well proportioned, one and all. All of them were circumcized. All Josh's aunts and uncles were just doting on the "cute little dicks and ball sacks" on display, and fawning all over the male buttucks and anuses as well. The boys ranged in age from 9 to 14. Additionally, 5 male cousins who were 8 year old showed up nude later that evening, as they were also placed under "Josh's nudity rules." Eventually, Josh and his male cousins were sent downstairs, into the walk-in basement, which had a vacant extra large bedroom. The grown-ups curiously untied the boys' hands and left them alone with Josh, warning them sternly against fighting. Josh thought it looked like a setup. They never normally untied their hands and they must have known his very naked cousins were angry with him. But surely they did not wish him to come to harm! And where were the omnipresent girls in all this right about now? Josh had a sinking feeling that this had been pre-arranged.

The boys gathered around Josh in a circle and began to push Josh back and forth. One cousin, Aaron, said, "Do you know what the fuck we've been through, on account of your sorry ass? We have had hundreds of naked pictures taken of our whole bodies and sent to thousands of pedophile scumbags, and millions of others. We've been fingered fucked and fucking molested by every kid, and just as many men and women, all over the district; been butt-fucked by pedo-assholes; are at every slut's beck and call, but can't get any from them...we also have to show our altogether to all...You fucking know how all that feels?"

Josh managed to say, "Yes," in the midst of all their pushing. They stopped pushing him. Josh tried to make his case as he said, "Yes, yes I do."

Aaron: "Then why'd you get us in trouble for something YOU fucking did, eh?"

Before Josh could answer, another, Michael, piped up, "Let's fuck him in the ass, to make him feel what we felt all these weeks."

Aaron: "No, haven't you seen the videos and heard the rumors? He's a fucking fairy. It wouldn't be punishment to him, because this god damn fag's liable to enjoy the hell out of it." (He didn't realize how sore Josh's anus was from all the probing.)

George: "Not if we double up on him, and stick two dicks at a time into his asshole. THEN the fucking queer won't enjoy it."

The cirquit of boys went wild with affirmations and cat calls. Pandemonium broke out. Michael quieted the rabble with a few exaggerated hand gestures, and said: "Quiet! We don't want all the grown-ups to come down!"

Josh said, "Oh, I doubt they will. They set us all up for this."

Goerge: "What the fuck is that supposed to mean, queer-bait?"

Josh: "It MEEAANS, we are all being used, and they are plying us against each other, like gladiators in an arena."

Aaron: "Don't give us that. You're just trying to save your ass, literally, from being double-fucked by all of us, two at a time!"

Josh: "No, it's true. And I can prove it. You know that Jill chick who babysits me? Well, her aunt was planning for all us boys to be nude and under my conditiona all along. I'm right, you'll see! I had nothing to do with the reason all of you are under these conditions. I didn't even commit a crime when they passed my sentence onto you. It's all a scam. We're being used."

The boys thought a minute, and seemed calmer and less inclined to doubly rape Josh in vengeance. Finally, George, out of all the 22 boys, spoke again, "Well, I can't blame Josh for all that. I think he's right: we ARE being used. I feel better embracing Josh as our friend again. This calls for a celebration."

"YEEEAAAHHH!!!" they said. "How do we celebrate?" asked Irvin. Aaron responded, "I got an idea, let's butt-fuck Josh!"

Josh: "What!?!?"

Michael: "Yeah, if we double up on him, two dicks at a time, it'll be twice as fun!!!!"

The boys, in unison: "YYYEEEAAAHHH!!!!"

End of part 56

"New Babysitter," part LVII, by Gerste

Before Josh could even protest, they had him on all fours, as the boys anally raped him two at a time. The permutations of paired up boys would have proved too many, so they paired up the more endowed boys with the less endowed. The gang rape lasted almost five hours. The older boys, at around 13 and 14, of course ejaculated into Josh's rectum, and also into his mouth, sometimes two at a time, while two others anally raped him. They pried his mouth open to do this, since he had a tendency to clamp down due to the pain in his anus at those points. Most of the boys didn't have any or much pubic hair, which, besides a few boys with armpit hair, was the only adolescent hair growth among the 22 boys. They had no facial, chest, back or leg hair growth that accompanied later puberty (there was one exception, who had some leg hair growth). They were all youngish looking and very attractive. Josh was often torn between enjoying their beauty and feeling over-abused. Once they had all finished (having "spent" their fluids), one of the boys, answering to the name of Cayden (14), said, "I bet that queen enjoyed us fucking him, even though we made it hurt. I'm glad I'm not gay." The other boys replayed the same sentiments: "Yeah, good thing we're not queer like him!"

Cayden then put his arm around Josh and said, "Hey, we're just fucking with you!" He laughed, and then continued, "Sorry, that just came out wrong...CAME?" He laughed again. At this point, Josh was losing patience with him. Cayden saw this, and continued: "We're embracing you as one of our own, is all."

Josh, to Cayden: "And yet, you're not gay?"

Cayden: "No, we were doing the fucking, remember. You're the 'woman' here."

Josh: "So, if your dog rapes your ass, does that make you an animal? There are more closet cases here than there are pubic hairs."

George: "What's your problem, Josh? We were celebrating our renewed friendship with you. Your asshole is the nearest thing we're getting to pussy right now. So what's your beef?"

Josh: "My 'beef,' as you call it, is that I got butt-fucked regardless. The reward was like the punishment, and the 'friendship' was like I was an enemy. It was the same result."

Irvin: "Quit your bitching. We have to bind together, because we have a common enemy, like you said."

Josh: "Yeah, Jill and her aunt. She's the one who's behind all this."

Cayden chuckled. Josh took the bait and said, "What's so funny now?" Cayden answered, "You said 'behind.'"

Josh: "Oh for Christ's sake!"

Just then, some of Josh's female cousins "happened" into the room. Among them, a cousin by the name of Bridgette (15) said, while then and there molesting her 12 year old brother's penis, "You boys are wanted upstairs, pronto. We girls need toys to play with, and so do your aunts and uncles."

The boys looked at each other, and went upstairs, into the living room. The room was filled with Josh's cousins, aunts and uncles, all of whom made sure to fondle each boy's penis, testacles and anuses throughout their stay. They took pictures of the boys in various positions and poses exposing their anuses, penises and scrotum, and every each of their bodies. After which, they bound their hands, so that the boys were not able to cover or touch themselves, and were always on full and ready display for all to see and touch. The boys' hands were untied for supper, so that they could eat; but afterwards re-tied like before.

Shortly after supper, Jill arrived with her mother, three brothers (Teddy, Kelvin and Kyle) and a strange, tall, imposing elderly woman Josh didn't recognize. Irvin nudged Josh, who, like him, was "busy" being molested by a girl, and said, "Is that Jill's aunt standing next to her?" Josh responded to Irvin, "I don't know. I never saw her before in my life." Irvin said: "Well, why don't you ask; if you're not a pussy, that is." "I'm no pussy," said Josh, pusillanimously.

Irvin: "Then go ask her."

Josh: "YOU ask her!"

At that, Jill made an announcement: "This is my aunt, Nicole Heilsdrenz. She's here to see and feel the boys' body parts."

Josh thought she was going to say, "She's here to visit," or something, but this was a little too "forward" for his liking. He could brook formalities, but unbrildled ribaldry was more than he could stomach at about that point. His heart sank, as his male cousins looked over at him for confidence and re-affirmation. He didn't look back at them, as he had none to offer. With a hideous grin, Jill's maleficent aunt spoke up: "You're all cordially invited to my house tomorrow, so that I can feel up and videotape all the boys in this room. Their beautiful asses are mine, literally." The elderly women's physiognomy was so quotesqu, Josh felt sick at the very thought of being sexually abused by such a big, unsightly hag. Jill's aunt then went from boy to boy and painstakingly explored their bodies. Each boy felt repulsed as her shrivled, prune-like skin felt their every inch, especielly their genitals and anuses. Those who had pubic hair, she pulled them out by the hand fulls, evoking a painful moan or scream from the poor lad. She then ordered that any hair left on their genitals and pubic region be shaved. Immediately, several volunteers did so. As she came to Josh, she felt his penis and scrotum, and anus, as she did the other boys, bending him over for viewing. Josh wanted to protest, but was too frightened, sensing that this big woman was equally powerful. After she finished molesting all the boys in the room, none of whom were able to achieve erection in her presence, she made an announcement: "Girls, let's play a little game with our boytoys here." The blood drained from the boys' faces, as they turned ashen white.

End of part 57

(The End)