Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED) 02

Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED): Taking it to School

By Cewis Larroll
cewis.larroll@hushmail.com

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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.

The following story is entirely fantasy. The actions described in the story should never be attempted. They are illegal and can be psychologically damaging. The author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life.

The author recognizes the difference between fantasy and reality and would never condone the actions in this story. It is for fantasy only.

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Sunday had been a long day for the Harris children, thirteen year old twins Sara and Chris, eleven year old twins Peter and Brandy, and nine year old Megan. The day had started off fine, but just after breakfast their mother, Diane, had told them that they were all going to be in the new NAKED, or Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline, program for the next week. And she had meant it. They were stripped naked, then spanked, promptly at eleven, when the program officially started. Then they had had to walk around the neighborhood, do yard work, and even shower outside, all without being allowed to wear any clothes other than the sandals that identified them as being in Level Five of the program. They had even been seen during their shower by the entire Smith family, including Brad Smith, a classmate of Peter and Brandy at the middle school.

So even though they had all had to squeeze together in one king sized bed in the guest room that night, they had fallen to sleep quickly. All five of them slept well, being soothed and relaxed by the body heat of all their siblings in the same bed. But Chris, at thirteen, had also been very aroused through the night by the feel of his little sister's body pressed closely to his. So it was not that surprising when Diane entered the room the next morning to wake them up that she saw he had had a wet dream. She smiled as she looked at them before waking them, looking at the stream of cum across Brandy and Megan.

“Ew, gross,” Brandy whined as soon as Diane had called them awake. “Chris's stuff is all over us.”

“Yes, he had a wet dream, where he came in his sleep,” Diane told her. “And since you and Megan were in the line of fire, it got on you. Now get up, breakfast is almost ready. Be in the kitchen in two minutes.”

“Can't we wash this stuff off first?” Megan pleaded, knowing that it would take two minutes to get downstairs to the kitchen without time for a stop in the bathroom.

“No. Get to the kitchen immediately. Maybe I'll let you wash it off before you go to school,” Diane said, reminding all five children at once of the horror of having to go to school completely exposed. That realization had not hit any of them yet that morning, despite how much it had been on their minds the day before.

With that Diane left the room as the kids scrambled to get out of bed and rush downstairs for breakfast. Brandy had cum dripping down her right leg the whole way. Megan, having been farther from Chris, had just a few drops on her stomach, but it felt like it was all over her, from the discomfort it caused.

As the children walked into the kitchen, they felt their uncle Ray's eyes on them. The girls all blushed deeply at his gaze, and were about to put their hands in front of their young slits, when they remembered how much more trouble that would get them into. The two boys were less embarrassed about being naked in front of a man, but the fact that their mother could see their immature dicks was mortifying.

As the kids sat down, Diane set five bowls of oatmeal on the table and told them to eat quickly. The kids wondered at the hurry, since they had an hour before school but they said nothing and started eating.

“Uncle Ray, can I get a ride to school from you?” Sara asked. One of the highlights of every visit from their uncle, all five knew, was riding in his '63 Vette.

“No, we're all walking this morning,” Ray told her.

“Walking? We can't,” Chris and Megan both whined. “Everyone will see us!” Megan finished.

“That's the whole idea,” said Diane. “Now hurry up and finish breakfast.” No one argued anymore, and they finished eating a few minutes later.

“Okay, you can use the downstairs bathroom and then into the living room,” Ray told them. The bathroom downstairs was really only a toilet installed in what had been a mop closet. Diane had wanted a downstairs bathroom, and Ray had put it in. It had no sink or shower. “Line up for spankings,” he said as he and his sister sat down on the couch.

“Again?” all five of the kids whined. “But we haven't done anything this morning.”

“Doesn't matter. This program is to teach you proper respect and discipline, so we will spank you whenever we want to,” Diane said. “Now, get over here.” Sara and Chris obediently bent over the adults knees and soon were crying, with painful red bottoms on display. They were then instructed to thoroughly spank Brandy and Peter while their uncle took Megan over his knee. All five children were soon rubbing painful butts.

“Okay, time to masturbate before school,” Ray announced. The kids had not expected that in the morning. But since they had just been spanked none of them said a word in protest, but got in a line in front of the couch.

“Don't forget to announce your cums,” Diane reminded them as Chris and Peter began rubbing their small penises and the three girls each slipped a finger into their slits.

Diane watched her sons penises grow as they rubbed them, slowly at first, then faster as they got hard. Chris, with his small patch of red pubic hair, grew to his four inch glory as he jacked off. The head of his teen dick was dark red will blood as he rubbed it furiously up and down. Meanwhile Peter was trying to keep pace on his hairless three inch boner.

Ray was also getting an eyeful as he watched Sara stick her finger through her small patch of red pubic hair, and the two younger girls slide their fingers in their slits, on tiny clits their uncle had just rubbed for the first time the day before. All three girls shivered and moaned as their young bodies reacted to the touch. Ray watched as each girl manipulated their respective pussies, going faster as the arousal built.

Within minutes Peter moaned, “I'm cumming,” as his young body heaved with his dry orgasm. While he was still shaking, Megan and Brandy shouted, “I'm cumming,” as their own young bodies were wracked with climax. Chris was next, announcing his orgasm loudly as his young semen shot from the end of his dick. Finally, Sara cried, “I'm cumming,” as her body shook and her finger moved faster over her young pussy.

“Good,” their mother said. “Now come here, you need to get suntan lotion on before we leave.” All five children stepped closer to the adults sitting on the couch.

“Can't we wash off first?” Brandy asked, still very aware of the streaks of cum on her leg.

“No, there isn't time,” Diane tole her as she began rubbing sunblock onto Peter. Her younger son flinched as she moved closer to his groin.

“Can't we put on our own sunblock?” Sara whined as her uncle squirted some into his hand.

“No, we want to make sure you are well covered, and we can't trust you to get it everywhere,” Ray responded. “Now come here.”

After that, the children obediently stood, and turned as directed, while Diane and Ray rubbed sunblock onto their skin. Diane coated her sons, making sure to coat their young penises and bottoms with plenty. And Ray handled his nieces, enjoying the feel of their smooth skin as he covered them with sunblock, taking special care to massage it into their small pussies and over their butts. It did not take long to do all five fair-skinned children.

Diane stood and opened the hall closet. For a moment the children hoped that she was going to allow them some covering for the walk to school, but when she turned, she was holding a wooden paddle.

“Hey, you can't use a paddle on us. We're only in Level Five,” Sara squealed.

“Wrong. I can use whatever I want. I'm your mother. Your teachers aren't allowed to use a paddle. I did that because I think their hands will be good enough. They don't love you like I do, so they might not be as careful. But I can, and will when I want to, use a paddle on any of you. And if you complain about it, I will change my mind and allow your teachers, and anyone else who wants to, use a paddle as well. Now, it's time to get to school. Don't want any of you to be late. And before you even think about covering up, remember that I am carrying this. I will smack anyone who tries to hide anything on the walk to school.”

With that, Diane opened the front door and pushed her children in front of her.

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It was a beautiful, warm April morning, with a nice breeze rustling through the leaves. The weather would be comfortable for naked children all day, even if the situation was anything but.

There had been thirty-seven children signed up for NAKED on the first day. Ten of them were at the high school, fifteen were in middle school, and the last twelve were all in fifth grade at the elementary school, most of them nine years old like Megan, their parents having taken advantage of the early kindergarten option offered for the first time when Megan was four. The high school had set aside a dirt courtyard, usually used for gym activities, for the NAKED participants to use as a bathroom. Since the middle and elementary schools adjoined each other, they had decided that the concrete area in the middle of them, with a slope and a drain for wet weather, would be perfect for kids to use.

The elementary and middle schools, across the street from the high school, were five and a half blocks from Diane Harris's home. It was an easy walk, and she walked the kids to school once or twice a week most of the time. They never complained about it; they actually enjoyed it on nice days. But they had obviously never walked to school naked, accompanied by their mother, holding a painful looking paddle, and their uncle.

The children had all been taken out for a short walk on Sunday, but they had not encountered anyone. And they had been ogled the night before by the Smith family, including the Smith children Brad and Mary. And they knew that they were going to be naked at school, where there were hundreds of kids and adults, anyway. But they had not really prepared themselves for the whole ordeal. How could they? All of their privacy had been stripped away the previous morning.

The Harris kids were not the only ones walking to school. Since it was a nice morning, a lot of parents had decided to walk that day. And many of the older kids were walking themselves. Palms Lake was primarily a bedroom community, and the neighborhood around the Lincoln school complex was very family friendly. Diane's children found themselves on display to about thirty people when they got to the sidewalk. Megan, forgetting herself in her utter embarrassment, put her hands over her groin. Smack! She felt her mother's paddle on her tiny butt, still sore from the spanking a few minutes earlier, and moved her hands.

One of the first families they saw were the Smiths. They met them coming down the walk on their own way to school. Brad ran right up to Brandy and said, “Hi.”

“Hi,” Brandy mumbled, looking at the ground. She had kind of a crush on Brad, with his blond crew cut and cute face. But she would never be able to do anything about it now, after he had seen her naked. Then it got even worse for her, though, as Brad immediately put his hand between her legs and directly on her hairless pussy lips. He had been too shy the night before, but his dad had noticed and talked to him about it.

Brandy gasped at the touch of Brad's hand. A tingle went straight through her young boy as the young boy rubbed her. It tickled, and felt good at the same time. It was also extremely humiliating for the young girl. Still looking at the ground, she saw and felt his fingers working to get inside her labia, and then felt an electric shock as his little finger bumped her tiny clit. Seeing the reaction, and knowing from what his father had told him what it meant, Brad pushed and rubbed on the bump he felt.

Chris, watching his little sister being molested by her classmate, felt even more embarrassment than he had a moment before as his dick began to rise at the visual stimulation. He was petrified that he would be turned on by such a spectacle, especially his sister. But his dick did not know the difference apparently, and went hard as a rock. Gladys Tyler, the twelve year old who lived across the street and had just caught up to them, noticed immediately.

“Hey, Chris, looks like you like NAKED already,” she called out to him.

“Shut up brat,” Chris shouted, before remembering that his mom and uncle were right behind him.

“Chris! Watch your language young man,” Diane said. “Good morning Gladys. Would you like a closer look?”

“No, I have to get to school. But I'll see him there.” Gladys was in the year before Chris and Sara, only in seventh grade, but of course they went to the same school.

“Ungh, I'm cumming,” Brandy suddenly blurted out as her neighbor rubbed his finger up and down in her small pussy. She shook as she orgasmed, and Brad pulled his finger out of her, looked at her juices coating it, and then wiped them on his shorts.

No one else walked with them, although all five Harris children could feel people watching them the entire way to school. Sara wondered if they were going to be the only people in NAKED, since she didn't see anyone else. They weren't, of course, but all the other kids in the program were coming from other directions. The lack of other participants in the program, at least from her perspective, made the young girl feel even more alone and embarrassed.

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It was usually a twelve minute walk to school from the Harris house, but they had gone a little slower that morning. So twenty minutes after they left the house, the children found themselves in front of the school, unprepared to face the horror and humiliation of the day.

“I have to go to the bathroom,” Megan said, her small bladder filled from breakfast. “Me too,” Sara, Peter, and Brandy echoed.

They all started to go toward the bathrooms that were at the front of the schools, in one of the shared buildings, intended for children just arriving at school. “Wait, kids,” Diane said. “You aren't allowed to use those bathrooms this week. The school said they were allowing NAKED kids to use the drain area.”

All five kids gasped, Chris included. He needed to pee horribly, he just had not said so. They had forgotten that part of the program. They all knew where their mother was talking about, and they knew that anyone who was nearby would be able to see them. “We can't. Everybody will be able to see us,” Sara whined. “You can't make us go to the bathroom in public. It's not fair.”

“What isn't fair is the attitude I have had to put up with from all five of you for months. Now quit whining. If you need to go to the bathroom, you can go where the school has assigned.”

Seeing no other choice, and feeling their bladders about to burst, the five naked Harris children continued walking, with their mother and uncle following them, to the designated area. None of them could believe the level of embarrassment they felt. There was no way this part was actually real. But it was even worse when they got there.

A group of already at the “Water Hole,” as the school had now designated it. Around thirty clothed children stood in a circle around the area, looking on as six NAKED participants, faces dark red with humiliation, peed in the center of the courtyard, standing just far enough apart to avoid peeing on each other. Horrified, the five Harris children looked at the three girls, ten, eleven, and thirteen years old, and the two nine year old and one twelve year old boy, as they stood and emptied their bladders in public. In addition to the embarrassment of being naked, and peeing, in public, with a large group watching, the three young girls made it obvious how uncomfortable and strange it was to pee while standing, the pale golden stream coming out between their small pussy lips. So it was going to be part of the program, Megan realized with terror.

As soon as the first six were done, the relief that the ordeal was over for the moment clear on their faces, the five Harris children ran to the Water Hole. Humiliating beyond belief or not, all five of them had to relieve themselves immediately. Chris and Peter stood almost side by side as the pee gushed from the small holes at the end of their penises. The three girls started to squat, having never peed standing up, but quickly realized they would not be able to squat well and avoid peeing on themselves. Standing, they spread their legs and let loose. Despite the embarrassment, all five children felt much better as the urine gushed out of them onto the pavement. The girls looked around for something with which to wipe, but saw nothing and realized they would have to go to class the way they were.

After going to the bathroom, all the kids had to get to class. Since it had taken longer than usual to walk to school, they were running close to time. They saw Diane and Ray leave as they turned, with the clothed children watching while they headed to their own classes.

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As Megan walked to her fifth grade classroom, she saw five other children in the NAKED program, three of them in her class. She felt a little better, but not much. Especially since the three in her class were David, Gabe, and Amos, all boys. Was she going to be the only naked girl in her class? Nancy and Donna were naked, but they were in a different class.

It turned out that Megan was the only naked girl in Mr Thomas's class. Nancy, Donna, and Arthur were in Mr. Edman's class, while Abe, Esther, Teresa, Monica, and Harry were in Miss Winthrop's. All twelve of the humiliated naked children went quickly to their seats, looking for the partial cover the desks would provide. They all knew that they would have to perform, or jack off, for their classes some time during the day, and that recesses would be horrible since they were naked, could be required to masturbate by anyone, and anyone at school could touch them. But they did their best not to think about it yet.

Peter and Brandy had home room together, as did Chris and Sara. No one else was naked in those classes, making the older Harris children even more self-conscious. Worse still, they knew that they would have to masturbate in home room, the one class a day where it was required. In other classes, they knew their teachers could require it, and during lunch their classmates would be allowed to.

“All NAKED participants must now perform for their class,” Mr. Shelton, the principal for both schools, announced over the intercom as soon as the morning bell rang. “This applies to all grades,” he continued.

Megan went beet red. She had hoped to be able to sit quietly, her pussy hidden under the desk, for a long time before having to perform. Reluctantly, she stood and walked toward the front of the room, as the three boys in her class did as well. All four stood there, faces red, hands at their sides, too embarrassed to begin.

“You heard Mr. Shelton. Begin performing,” Mr. Thomas said, as none of them showed an inclination to do so themselves.

The four mortified preteens each reached for their crotch. Megan, still very much a novice, pushed her finger in between her puffy, hairless lips and began rubbing her immature clit while the boys each started rubbing their tiny penises in an attempt to get them erect. Amos, the only one of the boys who was not circumcised, had the easiest time of it, pulling his foreskin back and forth over the sensitive head of his two and half inch cock.

Megan could feel herself getting more aroused as her finger moved over her small clit, moistening her pussy and making t easier to masturbate. It also made it more humiliating, as a slight squishing sound began to come from between her legs as more juice flowed. She glanced to the right and saw Gabe's hairless three inch boner in his hand, temporarily fascinated by the sight.

Gabe and the other two boys were pumping their little dicks as fast as they could, hoping to cum quickly so that they could go back to their semi-private desks. Megan, too, began rubbing her little pussy faster, ignoring the sound of her finger in her young juices. After about four minutes, all four children started shaking as their orgasms approached. Gabe, Amos, and David all cried out, almost simultaneously, “I'm cumming,” as they shook with dry orgasms. Despite the reminder from the boys doing it, Megan forgot to announce her orgasm.

“Very good, boys. Megan, you didn't tell us you were coming. That earns a spanking for not following the rules, something your mother tells me is a common thing with you,” Mr. Thomas said.

“No,” Megan cried. “Don't spank me. I promise I'll remember next time.”

“It's too late. Come here.” Megan walked to the teacher's chair as the boys gleefully walked back to their seats, glad to be able to hide their immature penises from the view of their classmates.

“Over my lap,” Mr. Thomas instructed the girl. She bent forward and then felt her teachers hand on her smooth butt, rubbing the white skin. Then he raised his hand and the spanking began. Megan screamed with each smack, and was crying loudly after the fifth. Mr. Thomas hit harder than Uncle Ray. After fifteen smacks, the teacher let his crying pupil up. She stood and tried to rub her sore behind, but whenever she touched the reddened skin, it hurt. She walked slowly back to her seat, the pain in her ass making it impossible to move faster, as she wanted to feeling all her classmates looking at her nude body.

At the middle school, the two sets of Harris twins had each walked to the front of their rooms, and stood side by side. While they had already been naked around each other since the day before, and had in fact masturbated each other at their mother's instruction, none of them were prepared for the humiliation of standing and jacking off in front of their classes. Their faces beet red with embarrassment, the four children began to masturbate in front of their peers.

In Mr. Bradford's home room, Peter rubbed his small erection furiously, feeling his sister next to him, humiliated that her teacher had come around to watch her finger move in her young pussy. It took five minutes before Peter and Brandy could bring themselves to orgasm, both shouting, “I'm cumming,” at the same time, avoiding further punishment for the time being.

Chris and Sara, meanwhile, stood in front of Mrs. Newton's class. Sara worked her finger in her hair outlined little pussy, while Chris jacked his four inch erection. Mrs. Newton sat behind them, but all of their friends and other classmates watched intently. Sara announced her orgasm first, body shaking with arousal. As she pulled her wet finger from her cunt, Peter cried out, “I'm cumming,” and semen erupted from the end of his penis, splashing the floor around his feet.

After the embarrassment of masturbating in front of the entire class, the four Harrises in middle school felt slightly less mortified walking to their next classes. None of them had another class together that morning, though Peter and Brandy were in the same English class right after lunch, and Chris and Sara were in Algebra together next to last period. Each of them had at least one other NAKED child in each class for the rest of the day. Chris and Sara marveled at the different rates of development among thirteen year olds. They had never really noticed before.

Megan, even after getting back to her seat and finding a position to sit that would avoid putting her most tender parts on the hard seat, was having a miserable time. The entire morning, she and the three NAKED boys were called to the board whenever something needed to be done. None of them got a moments rest. Megan was called to the board four times before lunch, the entire class watching her walk every time, and she knew that even when she was facing the board, everyone could see her bare butt.

The boys had it even worse, if possible. At nine years old, they were all prone to erections whenever and for any reason, or for no reason. Every time one of the boys would be called to the board, he would invariably have a boner, and the entire class would watch it bounce up and down with each step. All three had small penises, about two and half inches erect, and no thicker than a worm. But that didn't stop them from being visible every time the boys stood. And whenever their little dicks were pointing at the ceiling, everyone in the class could see their marble sized balls swinging in between their legs.

When the lunch bell rang at the elementary school, twelve children in fifth grade groaned as everybody around them cheered. The NAKED kids knew that they were not allowed to eat any more slowly than usual, trying to delay going out to the playground where they could be handled by all the other students. And they knew what trouble they would be in if they tried. So all twelve of them reluctantly got up from their seats, bodies on full display, and walked toward the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was full of third, fourth, and fifth graders, the younger kids having had early lunch. All the NAKED kids had known how many people were in the cafeteria for lunch, but it seemed a lot more crowded than usual. There seemed to be no room to move without being bumped into. And since they were also allowed to touch, Megan felt several hands rub her smooth ass or tickle her hairless pussy lips as she made her way to the table. Diane had packed lunch for all her kids, as usual, so at least she did not have to stand in line.

All too soon, though, Megan was through with her lunch. She thought briefly about sitting there for a few more minutes, but then she saw the cafeteria monitor glancing at her and decided she better not. Very self-consciously Megan stood up and headed out the door. A group of about fifteen kids, several of them bullies, were right outside the door, waiting for the NAKED participants. Everett Thompson was the first to get to Megan, and he put his hand right on her pussy.

“Ow. Don't do that,” Megan cried out. Unfortunately, that got the teachers attention, and she was told she had to do what she was told since she was in Level Five. Everett continued his clumsy groping, having never touched a naked girl before. Megan cried and shuddered as she was molested. Fortunately for her, Everett got bored after about a minute, and she was able to move on. The rest of the group just watched her as she walked past.

As Megan reached the edge of the group, though, Harry walked out of the cafeteria behind her, and that gave Nathan Griswold an idea. “Hey Megan, get back here. Harry, come here. I want you two to perform on each other.”

“But I'm only Level Four,” Harry protested.

Miss Anderson, the playground aide, was right next to them, making sure the group watching didn't break any rules. She repsonded, “Level Four qualifies. You have to do it.”

“But I have to pee,” Megan said. While she did have to pee, she was hoping that, as embarrassing as it was for her to announce that surrounded as she was, tat fact would get her out of the situation.

Miss Anderson had other ideas. “There's a patch of dirt right there,” she said, pointing behind a third grader who had shown up just for the chance to see naked kids. “You can go there. So can any other NAKED kids that need to pee.”

“I can't go right here,” Megan, Harry, and Monica and Amos, who had just shown up, all said together.

“Yes you can. I am telling you to. The Water Hole is too far from the playground anyway. If you need to pee, you can go there, facing the group,” Miss Anderson told them, just as Arthur and Abe came out.

Seeing no other choice, and really having to go, the six kids lined up on the dirt, facing their tormentors. The embarrassment made it hard for any of them to actually go. But since they all had full bladders, with a little pushing and dancing, they all started peeing. Twenty-four kids watched fascinated as the urine came out of the holes in the four boys' small dicks, and parted the hairless lips of the two little girls. They were all being very careful not to pee on themselves or any of the other kids.

When they had finished, the other six NAKED kids had shown up, and the performance was repeated. By the time they were done, only a few minutes of lunch were left, and Miss Anderson announced that they were all to masturbate themselves, not wanting to risk immature, clumsy hands touching children of the opposite sex at the moment.

So, having no choice, the six boys began jacking off their small dicks, while the six girls all slid their fingers into their hairless cunts. All six were having an orgasm just as the bell rang. Harry, Monica, Abe, and Esther all forgot to announce they were cumming, but since they were all Level Four, Miss Anderson couldn't do anything about it. She made a note to talk to their parents about putting them in Level Five.

At the middle school, all the NAKED children were miserable. All but one teacher was ordering them to perform at the beginning of class. So the boys would rub their dicks up and down, many of them shooting cum as they came. And the girls would stick their fingers between their lips and furiously rub their clits, hoping to come quickly and get it over with. There were so many spankings for forgetting to announce orgasms that teachers' hands were getting sore, even with most of the teens in Level Six, where the teachers could use paddles.

Somehow the four Harris middle schoolers made it to lunch. Since middle school had a shorter lunch period, they had less to worry about than their youngest sister. But they were humiliated nonetheless, especially as all four of them went to the bathroom in the middle of campus, in front of dozens of intently watching classmates.

They were actually glad to get back to class after lunch. As mortifying as it was to be naked in class, and probably be told to masturbate, at least there were less people around.

(The End)