The Locker Room Physicals

The Locker Room Physicals 2

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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, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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One by one, each girl was examined. All stood nervously in line. Dreading the ordeal, as the line got shorter.

It was finally Shirley’s turn. Like the girls before her. She took off her bra, panties. Shirley hoped that she could keep her nylons on. Since after all, they were nude. And could be seen through.

“ Take your hose off to! “ The nurse said.

“ But? “ Shirley said. But was cut off before she got another word out.

“ No buts about it! We want you as naked as you was, when you came in to the world. “ The nurse explained.

Shirley then sat on a stool. And with all the other girls watching. She rolls her nylons down and off her pale white legs and feet.

Her height and weight were checked. At 4’8 and 97 pounds. There was no reason for fat shaming with her. She then provided her urine sample. And her vitals were checked. Everything was checking out just fine. That was until the nurse got to the pelvic exam. With fresh gloves and her fingers lubed. The nurse inserted her fingers deep inside Shirley’s vagina. And it didn’t take long for her to discover that her Hyman had been broken. Her tone quickly changed.

“ So how long have you been sexually active? “ The nurse asked.

“ Three or four years. “ Shirley mumbled.

“ That would have made you 13 or 14. Which was it? “

“ I don’t remember. “

“ A good girl would remember, when she first had sex. “ The nurse said in a condescending way.

“ How many different partners have you had? “ The nurse asked her directly.

Shirley brakes out in a cold sweat.

“ She’s asking you an important question! “ Mrs. Brown leans over her and says.
Shirley’s mind was racing. She didn’t want to answer this.

“ Six or seven. “ She whispered.

“ Six or seven? “ The nurse yelled out, so all the girls could hear.
A gasp was heard from them all. Followed by a few chuckles of laughter.

“ To be honest it’s eight. “ Shirley says with tears running down her face. Another shocking gasp, was heard from the crowd.
Mrs. Brown was writing out a note to put in her file.

“ You know we’re going to be discussing this, with your parents? “

Shirley leaps from the exam table. And on her hands and knees, she sobbed like a baby and begged.

“ Please!...Please don’t tell them!...Daddy will kill me! “

Shirley was growing up in a very abusive house hold. If her father knew that she was having premarital sex. He would absolutely come unglued.

“ Now...Now...It can’t be that bad? “
Mrs. Brown said.

Shirley looked up at her crying. She couldn’t even speak, she was so scared.
Mrs. Brown helped her back up on to the table. And was given the same humiliating anal exam. It felt like an eternity to her. Feeling the cold lube, as the nurses fingers entered her tight bum. Deeper and deeper She probed, before quickly pulling out.

“ You can get dressed now. “ The nurse said. As she peeled off and tossed the latex gloves, in to the trash.

Shirley gathered her underwear, and returned to her locker. Her friend Monica, hugged and tries to console the terrorized teenager.
Shirley got dressed and tried to come to grips with the situation. After drying her eyes she went to the sink to wash her face. And fix her makeup.

At the end of the day. Many of the girls were praised while given a certificate of purity. The ones that had their virginity still intact. And surprisingly they did make up the majority.

The rest of them, would be required to take a class. And be shown films about STD’s, birth control. Along with the consequences of having unsafe and premarital sex.

But there was still a couple of girls and guys, that hadn’t been examined yet. And no way was the county health department. Going to let them slip through the cracks, and not get there physical exams.

The next morning.

Misty arrived at school, with a big smug smile on her face. Feeling good that she missed the humiliating physical exams. Little did she know, that there will be a makeup day. As she sat in her first class. Mrs. Thomas was calling role. When she got to Misty she stopped.

“ Misty Jones “ The teacher announced.

“ Present “ Misty replied.

“ You know you missed your physical?” Mrs. Thomas says looking at her. And everyone else turned to stare at her. There was an uncomfortable silence. Misty felt like they all were undressing her, with there eyes.

“ I know...I’ll get my Mom to make an appointment with my doctor. “
Misty said nervously.

“ Well do as you wish...But just so you know, there will be a makeup day.”

Hearing that didn’t make Misty feel better. And later Shirley and all the other girls shunned her, in there P.E. class. The same thing happened at lunch. Misty was starting to think she was wrong for skipping out on her physical. It would have been much better, if she would have just sucked it up. And dealt with it, like the other girls. Misty made it through the rest of the day okay. But Thursday would be a different story.

Thursday afternoon.

It was the second day of physicals, for the boys. And rumors had it, that it was just as invasive and humiliating. As the girls exam was. It was the last period of the day, when Misty’s name was announced over the intercom. She was told to report to the office.

As she walked toward the office. She got this sick feeling in her stomach. She just felt, that it had to do with missing the physical.
Inside the lobby of the office. Kim Beasley was waiting. And to Misty’s surprise, there was another girl. That also missed her physical.

Her name was Traci Payne. One of the hottest girls in the whole school. Traci was a cheer leader, and also was the home coming queen. She for sure was not the kind to be shy. And always seemed confident, with her body.
She had the gorgeous good looks of a Barbie doll. Long beautiful blonde hair, blue eyes and flawless skin. Her body was slim, trim and fit.
She sat in a chair, with her legs crossed. She was dressed attractively as all ways. Today in a pink Izod top. Guess designer jeans, and a pair of hot pink pumps.

In the chair next to her sat Jesse Todd. For some reason, he too was dodging the physical. Though like Traci, he had no reason not to. He was quite the alpha male. Tall with handsome good looks. And was popular with the guys and girls. Everyone liked Jesse.
As he sat there. Traci was paying close attention to him. As he Was nicely dressed in jeans and a preppy button up Polo shirt. The two of them talked quietly among themselves, as Misty walked in.
Which her being last, She got all the attention as she walked in. Especially from Mrs. Beasley, who was anxious to again, make an example of her.

Misty was always the one, that was in and out of trouble and mischief. And as she walked in to the office. Mrs. Beasley was ready to pounce.

“ It’s about time!...We’ve been waiting on you...You know? “

Misty felt all of them staring at her. Mrs. Beasley for sure was sizing her up. Slowly looking her over, from head to toe.

“ Nice boots. “ She said focusing on her black high heeled boots. That her jeans were tucked neatly in to.

“ You’ll be taking those off first thing you know? “
A cold chill went through Misty, as she felt they all three were undressing her with there eyes.

Mrs. Beasley stepped closer to Misty. She reached for and opened the denim jacket, that she was wearing. Paying particular attention, to the short crop top. That she wore under it. Which was short enough to expose her navel.

“ That shirt does not meet the school dress code. “ She said, giving Misty a look of disapproval.

“ So What? “ Misty said, with an attitude and while shrugging her shoulders.

“ It doesn’t meet our dress code, you’ll have to take it off. “

Misty again gives her a dumbfounded look.

“ Take it off now! “ Mrs. Beasley said more strongly.

“ Here???...In front of him? “ She asked with a jaw dropping look, while pointing to Jesse.
Traci looked up at Misty, with a smug smile on her face. Jesse to was watching with interest.

“ Yes take it off!...And I’m going to make sure your mother sees what you’ve been wearing to school. “

She again, looks down at Misty’s boots.

“ On second thought. Go ahead and have a seat, and take your boots and socks off!...I don’t think those meet the dress code either. “

“ What’s wrong with my boots? “
Misty was appalled at her demands.

“ What about those high heels?...Traci is wearing? “
Misty pointed at them, as Traci dangled one of them, from her toe. Before sliding her hosed foot back in to it.

“ It’s because she’s the homecoming queen, and she’s got privileges, that you won’t never have. “

Misty couldn’t believe, what she was hearing. She stood around, trying to stall.

“ If I have to tell you again, everything will come off here! “

Finally after hearing that, Misty starts to act. By placing her purse on the receptionist desk. She then offed her blue denim jacket.
She started to raise the shirt, but decided against it, trying to keep a little dignity as long as possible. She sat next to Traci. Who was watching with amusement. As Misty with a look of reluctance. Slowly crossed her leg, and unzipped her right boot, and pulled it off.
Mrs. Beasley was right there to take it from her. The left one then followed.

“ Socks to...Take them off! “

“ What about hers? “ Misty said, pointing out Tracis nylons. With knowing her jeans would have to come off, before her hose. Misty assumes she was wearing pantyhose or stockings. Which she had seen her before changing in or out of, in the locker room.

“ You need to quit worrying about Traci. And be more concerned with yourself! “ Mrs. Beasley said, while Misty peeled off her socks.
They to were taken from her.

With her soft and delicate bare feet she stood up, on the cold tiled floor. She turned her back to her classmates.

“ No...No!...You face them! “ Mrs. Beasley said to her. She sighs and slowly, takes off the top. As the shirt comes off. She feels Mrs. Beasley, as she reached for the clasp of her bra.
She quickly works to unhook it.

“ Your taking my bra to? “ She said in disbelief. While looking down to see her big breasts fall free. As the bra is taken.
Traci and Jesse, couldn’t help but stare. As Misty crossed her arms. To hide her big tits.
At 17 she was all ready a 40 DD. And was quite larger than manny of the other girls. A lot of the boys had nick named her double barrel, because of her large breasts.

“ Okay Y’all. Time is wasting...Lets go! “
Mrs. Beasley leads them outside. A cold wind blows. It chills Misty to the bone. So cold her bare feet ached. And her sensitive, thick puffy nipples. Quickly became erect.

Jesse anxiously follows behind the girls. Not for one second, did he think about his own humiliation. That would soon come.
After watching Misty part with her boots and top. He assumed that he would get to see Traci do the same. Watching her from behind, he focused on her hot pink pumps, as they clicked along with every step she took.

From the windows, others watched, with excitement. Seeing the bare foot top less red head, along with the other two. As they were led along by Mrs. Beasley.

Both girls assumed, their physicals would be given, in the girls locker room.
But as they were led passed the girls gym. There stress level rose so fast. That it was off the chart.

The only rooms, that were left. We’re the band room, the weight room. And the boys gym.

Even Traci, who was always calm and cool. Started to brake a sweat. Misty try’s even harder, to cover her breasts. Her heart racing as she watched Mrs. Beasley pull at the gym door, opening it. And holding it for them.

At the time, there was no such thing as a coed PE. The boys had their gym. And the girls had theirs. And it was completely taboo, for a girl to be in the boys gym. Or a boy to be in the girls gym.

This was a first, and it would not soon be forgotten.

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