The Control Testimonials Part 5

The Control Testimonials Part 5
by Steam Train

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Part: 5

APPENDIX THREE: FEEDBACK REPORTS (Continued)

Below is a selection of comments from various persons about their involvement in 'Taking Back Control'.

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NAME: Mike Brinkmann

AGE: 14

LOCATION: Georgetown, Sperring County

OCCUPATION: 8th grade student

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: I think it is great. I particularly like the way the teachers at our school and the county juvenile officials who supported them, used Taking Back Control to bring some of the bullies in our school back under total control.

The officials always had recourse to the NEWDD juvenile justice system but because this left students with a record they tended to use NEWDD punishment only for very severe offences. Our County therefore developed a special programme of its own that focused on humiliation as the prime aspect of punishment.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING BACKCONTROL: I am slim and tall for my age and have light brown hair and dark blue eyes. I was your everyday usual kid that loved sport more than school and was just starting to get interested in girls. I guess the girls saw me as an attractive sort of guy and often in the last year had tried to hit on to me but I had no experience with girls. Though I was 5 foot nine tall and had a half way decent sized penis, 2 ¾ inches soft and 4 ½ inches hard, I had yet to grow any pubic hair. That fact alone had held me back from exploring sexually with any of the girls who were interested in me

Although reasonable at the academic subjects, I was best known at school for my athletic ability. Even before 'Taking Back Control' came into force our Junior High had insisted that we all shower after all physical activities. In the 7th grade and the 8th my Gym teacher Mr. Emanuel had made us line up naked for showering.

Before TBC I was always near the head of the line as he used to make us line up from tallest to shortest, but for reasons known only to Mr. Emanuel when TBC came into force he made us line up from the boys with the most developed and hairy genitals to those with the smallest, hairless genitals.

Now I wasn't the last in the line because as I said I had decent sized genitals but even guys like John Klein who was much shorter in height and way smaller in the genitals than me was allowed to line up ahead of me because he was showing the early stages of pubic hair.

The two guys who benefited the most from this change of Mr. Emanuel and ended up at the front of the line were Greg Deller and Mark Shepherd. They were the class bullies. Both had developed a lot earlier than any other boys in our class, having had noticeable patches of pubic hair even when we started showering at the beginning of 7th grade when they were only12 years old. Both boys were by the time of TBC really proud of the fact that they had long thick penises with a thick covering of body hair. They also liked to tease any other boys who hadn't entered puberty yet, which included me and also any boys who had, but still had small dicks and or balls.

I had seen a couple of my peers along with myself that had gotten it hard this year from Greg and Mark and their gang for having small dicks or bald ones.

I often lay in bed at night wishing Greg and Mark would get what was owing to them, but in my wildest dreams I didn't imagine their humiliation would ever be as great as TBC bough about.

The incident that bought things to a head was when Greg and Mark picked on John Klein, after one of our gym classes. As I said earlier John's genitals were showing the early stages of puberty with just a small thin scattering of short light brown pubes which did nothing to hide his manhood. Despite this his genitals didn't quite add up to what the rest of the guys in the class had, even the boy with the smallest bald genitals, Chris Tyler, was larger in the genital department than John.

Anyway Greg and Mark with the help of some of their gang thought it would be funny to take his clothes while he was in the shower and give them to some girls from our grade they had arranged to be out side the locker room in the hall. When he got out and realized his clothes were missing, he went in a panic.

"Where the fuck are my clothes"?! he demanded.

Every one laughed including I confess myself. I guess I was secretly relieved it was not me they were picking on this time. Usually Greg and Marks bullying was more private, this was much more public and this scheme had the potential to be much more humiliating than normal as well.

"Try out in the hall" Greg said and joined the laughter.

John gave everyone a "Fuck you guys" and walked over to the door while covering himself and stuck his head out.

Outside were two girls from our class, Monica Wren and Kimberley O'Brien holding his clothes, just out of reaching distance.

"Hey Monica, Kimberley, please give me my clothes" John begged sheepishly.

"No way" the tall, well developed Monica replied. "You have to show us what you got down there first."

"No fucking way" John replied.

"Wrong answer if you want your clothes back" the much shorter, almost flat chested Kimberley replied.

I guess it was becoming pretty clear to John that he wasn't getting his clothes back without letting them see, but still he hesitated, as you would!

The girls I think could sense that he was about to give in so they said, "Look we heard rumors that you got a really good looking package and we wanted to see it for ourselves" Kimberley responded.

John thought it over for a second and said "Ok, but you can't tell anybody!"

"Oh we won't" the two girls responded both at the same time.

John turned around to see all of us watching him. His face turned bright red and he turned back around back to the girls. He cracked the door a little more open to fit his body out just enough for them to see. I could see that the two girls were staring at his covered up groin.

"Come on, move your hands we want to see what you got" Monica said.

John reluctantly removed his hands and the two girls stared even more intently at his exposed naked groin.

They stood there smiling for some time before Kimberly said, "Wow, that's cute"

"Really?" John said.

"Ya, it's almost the size of my 10 year old brothers" said Kimberly.

At that the girls broke out in laughter along with Greg and Marks gang.

John covered himself up immediately and blushed so red I thought he would explode.

"You're 14 right? How come you got a dick so little?" Kimberly asked.

At that everyone including me joined the laughter as John stood there humiliated and blushing profusely.

'You should talk Kimberley, take a look at your own flat tits" John fired back causing Kimberley to blush. That comment had obviously hit it's intended mark.

"Yeah well they are bigger than they look and between my legs where you'll never see I've got a lot more hair than your pathetic little scattering' Kimberley fired back.

"Please give me my clothes, please!" John said to the girls in a whimper.

"Fine" replied Monica, "but the next time you show your puny dick to a bunch of girls make sure you have grown it a bit."

The two girls then tossed his clothes to him and were off on their way before they were caught. John grabbed his clothes and ran back into the locker room as Greg, Mark and their gang doubled over with laughter.

I felt bad afterwards for laughing at John and even apologised. He accepted as he knew I had suffered many times at their hands.

I don't know how to this day, but word of Greg and Marks prank reached the ears of the teaching staff and the next day Greg, Mark, Monica and Kimberley and their parents along with John Klein and his parents were called into a meeting with our Principal Mr. Oldham.

John told me afterwards that Mr. Oldham had wanted to make an example of the four of them by having them made NEWDD's but on the pleading of their parents, an agreement was reached that instead of the four of them being taken to court and stripped naked, they would with their parents approval undertake a series of injections organized through the county juvenile authorities and administered through the school nurse that would quite them down.

At first John and the rest of us guys who were constantly being bullied thought Greg and Mark and the two girls had gotten off very lightly and by their cocky behaviour over the next few days they obviously thought the same.

It was about two weeks after the meeting with the Principal and five days since the third and final injection had been administered that things began to happen.

On that day as everyone lined up to prepare for their showers, Greg and Mark took their usual positions at the head of the line, but when Mr. Emanuel did his inspection he moved both Greg and Mark back from the head of the line to fourth and fifth spot.

As Greg and Mark looked down at their own groins all of us in the line moved to try and get a look ourselves. Sure enough there were some noticeable changes in both boys' bodies. Gone was the peach fuzz happy trail that up until yesterday had run from their thick pubic bushes up to their navels and their thick manly bushes looked a little thinner perhaps as well.

Obviously embarrassed Greg said, "What the fuck are you lot staring at?" as he tried to reestablish his dominance.

'You and Shepherd here, what do you think!" Andrew Gauldry who was standing immediately in front of them in the line now replied. Andrew was in that position because like Greg and Mark he didn't just have a little bush of pubic hair like most of the 8th grade boys in the locker room, he had a good thick growth that was now slightly thicker than Greg and Marks reduced bush. The size of Andrew's penis was also now thicker and longer than the size of Greg and Marks now slightly shrunken appendages.
We all couldn't believe it, I mean, this was awesome, Greg and Mark were somehow regressing backwards in development.

"You know, Greg," Andrew said, "you talk awfully big for a guy who's dick isn't even as big as mine!"

Greg glanced down at his groin then blushed. The bully was now finding out what it was like on the other side of the fence!

We all suddenly realised that despite the fact that Greg and Mark were both still bigger than most of us, Andrew and a few other guys were now clearly now more developed sexually. Andrew had more body hair, his cock and balls were bigger, and he had a more defined, mature build. Greg and Mark might still have been taller, but there was now a softness to their bodies, almost as if a layer of baby fat were developing. Standing there in the line it occurred to me for the first time that Greg and Mark were both losing his status as a grown up mature teenagers in the eyes of their peers.

Though their parents knew, deliberately no one had explained to the four recipients or to John about the true consequences of the injections. The injected substance, Maxregressa-Medroxyprogesterone-Acetate was I later learnt, the drug they developed to enable slave owners to medically castrate their slaves. MMA was not permanent and a slave could easily be returned to normal sexual functioning if they so choose, by simply suspending the monthly booster injection. The same now applied to Greg, Mark, Monica and Kimberly.

The next day I noticed that Marks voice in particular was starting to sound a little funny, like he was catching a cold or something. Whenever he raised his voice, it cracked. That day as Greg and Mark lined up for the showers they were moved way back down the line, an act which bought raucous laughter from all us kids in the line.

Greg and Mark just stood there taking the humiliation, their heads bowed down, shoulders slumped as we all stared at their shrunken genitals. They now had hairless little penises, no bigger than my finger, with matching little balls no bigger than marbles and chubby little boy tummies with no trace of their former developed abs remaining. What a difference a day had made now, all of the sudden, they were just skinny little prepubescent boys.

"Wow," I said as they moved in behind me in the line, "I can't believe how little you two got in a day. You're just little boys now!"

"Shut up!" yelled Greg, his voice cracking. He tried to clear his throat. "I'm not a little boy!" he said as his voice cracked again. This time it remained at the higher register. "What wrong with my voice?" he whined in a little boy's voice.

Even Mark laughed at his new sounding little boy voice.

"Nothing's wrong, little boy," I said, wearing a devious grin and thoroughly enjoying myself. "I guess your voice has changed, that's all. But, hey! Look at the bright side baldy, at least now you have the voice to match that little hairless dick of yours!"

Revenge is so sweet!!!!!!!!!

By the time three more days had passed Greg and Mark had been relegated to the very end of the line. Except for the hair on their heads all their body hair had vanished and their genitals had shrunk to the size of a 7 year olds, they had penises that were now only about 1 inch flaccid and 2 inches erect with tight firm little scrotums. Greg's genitals to his shame were slightly smaller than Marks. Both their voices had re cracked and gone back up to high pitched little boy's whines.

They were now the laughing stock of not just our class but the whole school and like most bullies when picked on they could not take it. Tears flowed and their gang members saw them for the cowards they truly were and left them alone to stew over their little boy bodies by themselves.

Monica and Kimberly had fared no better!

Word soon spread from the girl's locker room that Monica like Greg and Mark had matured quickly and looked much older than other girls her age with firm plump breasts which had prominent, dark pink nipples and a thick triangular patch of pubic hair covering her feminine charms between her legs.

Kimberly was considerably shorter than Monica and word had it from the female locker room that John Klein was right when he commented about Kimberley's flat chest because she only had small AA-cup tits to start with and was almost bare of hair down below as well, despite what she had bragged. Other girls told John and me that around her vertical slit there was only a fine sparse fringe of short curly pubic hairs.

By the time Greg and Mark had been reduced to little boys both Monica and Kimberley had suffered a similar fate. Monica had the more to loose but in the end once the injections had taken their toll both girls had regressed to little girl bodies that were practically shapeless. On their little girl chests all that remained were two tiny little bumps from which small undeveloped brown nipples sat flat and between their legs no sign of any hair remained and their now totally exposed immature female slit was hardly noticeable.

I believe that in the female locker rooms both girls were the centres of attention just like Greg and Mark had become in the boys locker room.

The crowning glory of their demise was when the four miscreant juveniles were paraded stark naked in front of a whole school taking back control assembly so that we all got to see all four of them in their sexually regressed states before they were publicly paddled.

Mr. Oldham himself swung the paddle firmly on stage and everyone in the audience winced as they mentally felt the gratifying impact conveyed from the bottoms of the four naked juvenile bullies.

I saw the plump flesh of all four bottoms flatten at every swat, white turning to red as the blood rushed to the tortured nerve ends. The four self styled sophisticated teenage bullies were soon yelling out load and hard, as the tears then snot flowed disregarding the fact that their humiliating display was being watched by the whole school. Monica and Kimberly wriggled their upraised bottoms each time Mr. Oldham landed a blow, without a care for the view they presented between their legs to their fellow students and teachers.

Mr. Oldham beat the two boys and two girls equally thoroughly until every inch of white skin on their buttocks was turned to red or crimson. When at last the two boys and the two girls were allowed to stand up, all that the four of them could manage to do was humiliate themselves even further by jumping around the stage clutching their buttocks and howling loudly, the two boys sporting humiliating two inch baby erections that bobbed up and down as they danced around.

Boy could 'Taking Back Control' was ever get any better? I don't think so!

NAME: Robert Grosvenor

AGE: 11

LOCATION: Bolton, Hershey County

OCCUPATION: 6th grade student

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: Awesome, the best thing since sliced bread and the reintroduction of slavery.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING BACK CONTROL: My brother Patrick was two and a half years older than me. He was 14 years old and a big 8th grade student! Amongst other things he was always tormenting me about my lack of development and pubic hair. Unfortunately for Patrick he made this remark once too often and the last time in ear shot of my dad.

Dad said Patrick was getting too big for his boots and needed to be taken down a peg or too. Taking Back Control had just come into force and dad had been briefed at community meetings all about it, just as we had been at school.

Dad on hearing Patricks comments about me came into the rumpus room and told my big brother that he was taking back control and ordered Patrick to undress.

'What? Naked?" Patrick blurted out.

"You heard me; I'm taking you back under control, start stripping, right now!"

Meekly my brother began to hesitantly remove his shirt. Dad seeing that Patrick was now complying, although reluctantly, smiled to me, obviously happy with my big brothers submission to his control.

"Dad this is so embarrassing," lamented my brother as he began removing his shoes and socks.

"Too bad," was dad's short reply.

As he started unbuckling his belt and unsnapping his jeans, Patrick looked over at me and gave me a death stare, but he continued to undress and was soon down to his undies. He begged dad to let him keep them on but dad was sick of his winging and excuses and exasperated, he grabbed the elastic waist of my brothers undies, ordered him to stop holding on to them, and then swiftly pulled the last vestige of my big brothers modesty completely off.

Patrick reacted immediately by blushing profusely and covering his genitals, however dad grabbed his hands and pulled them away. It was actually the first time I had seen Patrick naked since we were both little boys.

Patrick's penis was slender and circumcised like mine and surprisingly as Patrick was 14 years old not all that much longer than mine. His scrotum was a darker colour than his body, a tightly wrinkled mass that bulged more than mine but like mine didn't hang down loose like some of the older NEWDD's I had seen. For all of his 14 years of age, Patrick only had a light dusting of downy brown pubic hairs above his genitals, his pubes were about an inch long and thinly covered a small triangular area above his genitals roughly 2 by 2 inches.

With Patrick now naked, dad ordered him to lay down and stretch out on the floor with his legs and arms spread out wide.

Dad explained to Patrick that as he had teased me about my lack of pubic hair he was going to lose all his hair that was growing below the neck. This meant under his arms and round his penis. Dad also explained that I was going to be allowed to do this.

Patrick really pleaded with dad to be allowed to keep his body hair, claiming all the boys at school would laugh at him when they changed but Dad explained that his shaving was part of the punishment. He had laughed at my lack of development and now he would be laughed at for his lack of hair.

Dad left the room for a few minutes and Patrick stood there head bowed looking defeated. I kept waiting for him to have a go at me whilst dad was out of ear shot but it didn't happen. Instead I saw a tear run down my big brothers face.

Patrick was crying, my big brother was actually crying right here in front of me. How humiliating that must have been for him.

When dad returned with the clippers and his shaving gear, he instructed me how to use the clippers. I started with them in Patrick's armpits, after just a few strokes one was done and the other was done equally as fast. Then I went to work on my brother's patch of pubic hair that was growing above his penis. The truth was Patrick wasn't very hairy for his age but it had been his pride and joy and a sign of his maturity, now with a few swift and sure strokes with the clippers from me it was soon all gone.

Although there wasn't really anything left Dad got me to go over all the areas I had done with his razor. I looked at my hairless smooth skined big little brother with new eyes after that and thought if people saw him bald like this, they would think he was 11 years old like me rather than a 14 year old.

Taking Back Control is sure great!

NAME: Brianna Lynch

AGE: 39

LOCATION: Tumma Valley, Clark County

OCCUPATION: Mother

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: I find it a bit strange that the recent spate of Moralist Governments has insisted that all free citizens are decently dressed at all times, but have introduced nude laws relating to misbehaving juvenile free citizens, like 'NEWDD' and now 'Taking Back Control'. Not that I'm complaining mind you, Taking Back Control and NEWDD are wonderful initiatives for the parent who's at the end of their tether with their children's behaviour.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING BACK CONTROL: I have a large family of 6 children and they are all very close in age, ranging from the eldest who is 15 to the youngest who is 10.

I was at the end of my tether with the attitude and behaviour of my children when I heard about 'Taking Back Control". It took all my willpower to wait till it came into legal force; I really wanted to act immediately. The household riot that erupted each morning before getting the kids off to school and the mayhem that ensued every afternoon after school had left me at the point of nervous exhaustion. My husband was often away with his job meaning I was the one left with the sole responsibility for the children a lot of the time.

Help was now at hand with 'Taking Back Control'. I had discussed it with my husband. He didn't really approve, but he agreed as he was not there to offer an alternative strategy.

On the day Taking Back Control came into force my youngest 10 year old Beth was the first to arrive home from elementary school. I told her to sit quietly in the family room and as Luke, Kate and Rob arrived home from middle school and Sascha and Jon from high school they joined Beth.

When they were all home I went in to join them, they were as usual all squabbling and whining.

"Quite!" I commanded, startled at my authoritative attitude they obeyed out of shock.

"Today, Taking Back Control starts in our fine nation" I informed them, "and in this house!"

"Mother, you can't!" my 14 year old daughter Sascha exclaimed. All the children had been briefed at school about how things were about to change, but they obviously hadn't expected them to change within our household!

"I can and your father and I have decided it will" l explained to my children. "In future you will make yourself totally naked as soon as you enter our house".

For a moment there was stunned silence as the consequences of my edict set in.

"Mum!" my 15 year old son Jon then cried out, "You can't keep us naked in the house all the time!"

"There is no way I'm going to be nude in front of everyone, I'm not a little girl anymore, I don't want to be treated like one" 12 year old Kate declared.

"Oh, we don't have to go naked if we have friends over, do we?" 13 year old Rob asked.

"You will all follow your normal routines in the house naked, which includes when you have friends over" I declared, "And if you try to defy me, I'll call in the help of the community Guardians."

I knew how eagerly that group of semi-official vigilantes whose job it was correct juvenile behaviour would be to assist me in stripping my children.

"Right children, it's time for you to strip" I ordered!

"Oh can't we at least go boys in one room and girls in the other," begged Sascha.

"Don't be silly, dear" I told my eldest daughter, "you are going to be naked and showing yourself off to all your brothers and your sister every day from now on and to friends and even complete strangers who visit so get on with it and get used to it!"

Despite some last minute pleas and protests my children knew they had no real choice, they had spied the Community Guardians waiting on our front porch, and soon six piles of clothing were heaped around the room.

"Now line up in order of age facing me" I ordered. My embarrassed children sorted themselves out and I looked along the line of naked bodies for the first time in many years. I had not seen my four eldest children Jon, Sascha, Rob and Kate naked for some years and the younger two, Luke and Beth for over a year.

Jon, aged 15, stands about five foot six or so. He has curly mid brown hair and is sort of stocky, but not fat. He had a nice hairless chest, with only a few hairs growing in his arm pits. He had some muscles already and a fairly large, thick penis surrounded by a good covering of thick pubic hair and balls that hang down low.

Sascha, aged 14, was very mature looking. Her light brown hair was very fine and I thought she had a perfect figure, though it was still changing and growing. Her breasts were firm and pointed, her waist trim and her stomach gently rounded, while her hips broadened perfectly. Between her legs was a thick triangle of silky brown pubic hair.

Rob, aged 13, had a neatly combed head of mid brown hair and a good looking face. Like his older brother he was a well- made boy, but for his surprisingly short penis which I could hardly see standing out from its small thick bed of pubic hair even though it was fully erect.

Kate, aged 12, was tall and slender with light brown hair. She had the small conical beginnings of breasts from which her erect nipples protruded, but between her legs no hint of pubic hair was yet to be seen. She may not have been a little girl anymore but she still had a long way to go before she could claim to be all grown up

Luke, aged 11, was a curly dark brown haired boy. He had blue eyes and was a strong looking, well built boy like his older brothers. Unlike his brother Rob, his circumcised penis was well developed for his age and it was already bigger than Rob's, but unlike both his older brothers, Luke had no sign of any body hair.

Beth, aged 10, was the youngest of my children. She was blue-eyed and had the faintest trace still of freckles on her face. She had two long thick plaits of light brown hair hanging down her back. Her chest was highlighted by two little bumps from which small nipples stood out. She was utterly hairless, between her legs, giving an unobstructed view of her smooth undeveloped slit which ran down the middle of the lily white skin of her pubic triangle.

All in all they were an attractive, good looking bunch if I have to say so myself, as I looked at them all naked together for the first time. The looks on their faces instantly told me that from now on I was certainly back in control and would not have any where near the troubles I had been having, especially when my husband was away.

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