Mr. Porn Writer

Schoolboy Sissy Slut

Hi, I'm Mr Pornwriter, a thirty-year-old new author from England. This is my first story, which was originally written and posted as I finished each part, over a period of about six weeks. If you are a minor or are offended by graphic sexual content, then do not read any further.

Contents

1/ A New Beginning
2/ Pretty Little Thing
3/ One Of The Girls
4/ Hot Date At School
5/ A Shoulder To Cry On
6/ Fancy Dress
7/ Double Trouble
8/ Mum’s The Word
9/ Home Cumming Queen
10/ Park Life
11/ Will She Or Won’t He

 

Chapter 1 A New Beginning

David Merton walked downstairs and into the kitchen of his new house. He and his father had just moved in that weekend so there was still a lot of boxes lying around the place. He felt a bit awkward in his new uniform, not least because it was his first day at his new . He loosened his tie a little and poured himself some cereal.

There had been a lot of changes in this thirteen-year-olds life recently. His father and mother had just divorced, she taking custody of his fifteen-year-old sister Kathy, and he and his father starting a new life 200 miles away. Although Andrew and Elizabeth’s split had been friendly, David who was already shy himself, became even more introverted after the break. He hadn’t had many friends at his old and he wasn’t relishing the thought of trying to make new friends now.

Looking at his watch, David decided he better finish getting ready for . He grabbed a hairbrush and looked at himself in the full- length mirror in the hall. David was fairly small for his age. His face was described as “pretty” by his Mother and Aunts. This combined with his unusually long eyelashes and light brown wavy hair, which curled slightly at the ends, gave the boy a rather feminine appearance. Not being particularly athletic, his body could be described as lean and somewhat wimpy. The uniform consisting of white shirt, red tie, black trousers and blazer, didn’t do much to diminish his rather girlish looks. David had one more attempt to straighten his difficult hair and then gave up. He must get his hair cut, he thought, as he picked up his bag.

Just then Andrew Merton came downstairs dressed in a suit. It was his first day at his new job, but unlike David, his father was relaxed. The two of them seemed to be total opposites of each other. Andrew was very self-assured and popular with other people. He was well built, often working out and playing lots of sport. It was amazing that they were actually Father and son.

“Well David, are you ready for your first day?” asked Mr Merton, smiling and full of confidence.

“Ermm… well I suppose so Dad” David looked down at his feet, shy even when talking to his Father.

Andrew Merton looked at his own watch and picked up his briefcase.

“Ok…let’s go”

They left the house and David watched his Father drive off down the road before turning into the alleyway which led him towards the half a mile away.

On arriving at Fairmount Secondary David quickly by-passed the playground and announced his arrival to the secretary. He was then directed to his form classroom at the other end of the , which he found after a little searching. The bell had just rung for registration when David entered the classroom, and he stood just inside the doorway self-conscious of the rest of the class as they poured into the room.

They gave David some curious looks as they filed past him and sat at their desks. They’d been told of the new boy who was to join their class, and a few of them whispered comments that were followed by laughter amongst some of the boys and girls. David looked down at his feet embarrassed until finally the form teacher, Mr Owen, entered the room.

David had met Mr Owen two weeks before when he was enrolled in the school, and had liked him immediately. He seemed a kind elderly man, who made David feel welcome and at ease, which was the exact opposite of how he felt now, standing in front of the whole class.

“Ah… it’s David isn’t it.” Mr Owen smiled sympathetically as he realised how shy the young boy was. “Welcome to Fairmount, I’m sure you’re going to settle in just nicely”

The teacher put his arm on David’s shoulder and turned him towards the waiting pupils.

“Hush now everyone… I’d like you all to meet your new classmate, David…ermm” Mr Owen consulted his register which he was holding, “David Merton, who is new to the area. I’m sure you’ll make David very welcome.”

The elderly teacher gently ushered his new pupil to an empty desk near the front of the class and the form master began to call out the names of the students.

When David’s name was called, all he could manage in reply was a rather -pitched squeaky “Here sir”.

This resulted in spontaneous laughter around the classroom and caused David’s face to turn a bright red.

This was not the best of starts… and it wasn’t going to get any better.


During the rest of the morning, David attended various lessons until eventually the lunchtime bell rang. He’d only spoken to the teachers; none of his classmates had spoken to him, and he’d been too shy to start a conversation with them. After eating lunch on his own in the canteen, David ventured out into the playground and stood against a wall, trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. Boys played football, using coats and blazers for the goals. Girls played skipping games or stood around chatting and laughing.

Across the other side of the playground David noticed an extremely pretty girl standing with a group of other girls. She was slightly taller than David, with long blonde hair and blue eyes and he guessed that she was about a year older. Her short skirt showed off her tanned long legs, and her regulation blazer couldn’t hide the fact that her breasts had started to develop more quickly than some of her school friends.

David had only just started to acquire feelings about girls. In the last few months he’d taken more and more notice of the female species. He’d even spied on his sister Kathy getting changed once or twice before the family was split up.

Kathy at age fifteen, was at the stage of turning from a girl into a woman. Her breasts were almost the size of his Mother’s and as he noticed when looking through the bathroom keyhole, Kathy’s hair around her vagina was growing pretty thickly. It was much more impressive than his own small amount of pubic hair which was barely visible.

David knew it was wrong to look at his sister and especially wrong to let his willie get hard, but he couldn’t help it.

As he gazed across the playground at the best looking girl in school he’d seen, he realised that she looked a lot like his sister. He felt his little 4” penis grow inside his trousers, not sure whether it was the sight of this lovely young girl or the memory of seeing his sister naked that had made him hard.

“Hey new-boy!”

David quickly turned and saw a group of boys standing in front of him. They looked older, maybe a year or two above him in school.

“What’s your name?” asked one boy who appeared to be the leader of the group. His manner was calm, self-assured, and slightly menacing.

“Da – David… David Merton” he replied, trying not to sound scared but failing miserably.

“Well Da-David Merton”, the older boy mimicked David’s stammer. “I’m Tony Gates and I’d just like to welcome you to Fairmount Secondary.”

Tony who stood at least a foot taller than David’s 4’ 6”, had short black hair and dark forbidding eyes. He was flanked by two other boys. One was black and even taller than Tony, and the other was ginger-haired with freckles and a nasty sneer.

David stayed silent, hoping that the boys would soon leave him alone, but it didn’t seem all that likely at that moment.

“As with all new boys, we are having a party after school so we can get to know you properly.” Tony looked down at the bulge in David’s trousers which had reduced in size rapidly after the boys had arrived, and gave a little smile.

“So make sure you meet us after school behind the gym”

The three older lads started to walk away when the tall black boy turned round and hissed, “Don’t even think about not turning up!”

David spent the rest of the day worrying about would happen after school. He debated whether he should meet them as they demanded. He was sure they didn’t have jelly and ice cream planned for their “party”, but at the same time he didn’t fancy making that big black boy angry. After all, even if he ran home straight after school, he’d still have to confront them all the next day. Maybe if he did what they wanted, they’d leave him alone after that.

As the bell went for the end of lessons and most of the pupils of Fairmount Secondary made their way out of the school gates, David walked hesitantly round the side of the main building to where the gymnasium was at the very end of the school. He stood for five minutes without seeing anyone and was just about to turn round and leave when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Glad you could make it, Merton!” The ginger-haired boy gave a little smirk and grabbed hold of David’s arm, pulling him inside the gym’s side back doors, from where he’d emerged.

Inside the gymnasium the other two boys were busy arranging a bench and some ropes. Their leader Tony, was again the first to speak.

“Aah… our guest of honour has arrived!” “There’s no need to be afraid, David. This is just a little initiation ceremony that we’ve organised for you. Ashley and Darren and me just want to observe the traditions of the school, don’t we lads?”

The three boys chuckled as Ashley, the tall black boy, went behind David and pulled at his blazer.

“What are you doing?” David shrieked as he was to let Ashley remove his blazer who then threw it on the floor.

“Has anybody told you, you sound like a girl!” spat Darren as he grabbed David’s tie and pulled at the knot.

Tony looked intensely at David “Or that you look like one”

David blushed as Tony continued to stare at him while the others removed his shirt. When he was naked from the waist up Ashley held his arms as Tony undid the button of David’s trousers and undid the fly. With Darren’s help they pulled down David’s new school trousers and removed them along with his shoes and socks. The frightened thirteen-year-old was now left wearing only a pair of light blue underpants.

“Now let’s see if you’ve got a cock or a pussy” said Tony as took hold of either side of his briefs.

“Noooo… please don’t!” David was actually crying as Tony slowly eased down the last item of clothing protecting David Merton’s modesty.

This didn’t put off Tony in the slightest. The fifteen year old had wanted to do this as soon as he’d seen this sissy looking new boy in the playground that lunchtime. Something about him had made his cock twitch. He had that look about him.

Tony was now kneeling in front of David staring at his little boy cock. Ashley continued to hold David’s hands behind his back while pressing his groin into the captive’s back. David could feel Ashley’s prick pushing into him, growing as the black boy peered over his shoulder to get a view of David’s little willie. Darren too was getting visibly excited, not pretending to hide the erection growing in his pants, and he even began to openly feel himself through his trousers.

Tony rubbed both hands up the inside of David’s smooth legs beginning at his calves, past his thighs and finally gently cupping David’s ball sack with one hand, taking his limp penis in the fingers of his other. He didn’t want to, but David started to get excited. This was the anybody but him had touched him there. He felt his little cock start to grow in Tony’s hand and soon it was rock hard, standing at its full four inch length.

“Are you enjoying this?” Tony asked, gently squeezing the boy’s cock, feeling its warmth in his hand.

“No, please let me go?” begged David, though he’d stopped crying now.

“That’s not what your dick thinks. Your dick likes being squeezed.”

Then suddenly Tony let go of David’s penis.

“But you’re not here to have fun…We are!”

With that, the older boys pushed David face down onto the gym bench squashing his hard penis against his stomach. Darren and Ashley then tied down his hands and feet, leaving the young boy helpless. As he looked up, David saw all three boys undo their trousers and pull out what looked to him like three enormous cocks. They all knelt down in front of David’s head and began pulling on their dicks which were glistening with pre-cum.

“Right, here’s what you’re gonna do”, said Tony as he shuffled closer to David’s face so his hard cock was only inches from his face.

“You are going to suck my dick until I tell you to stop,” explained Tony.

“No way… “ David started to cry again, “You can’t make me!”

With this, Darren sprung to his feet and sprinted over to the equipment room at the side of the gymnasium and came back with a table tennis bat.

“Maybe this will change yer mind!” said Darren as he brought down the bat on David’s tender bottom.

“Thwaaaack!”

“Aaargh!” David screamed as his delicate arse cheeks stung with pain.

“Thwaaaack!” Darren struck again this time selecting just the right cheek for the treatment.

“Arrrgh! Noooo, please don’t hurt me!” screamed David, struggling hopelessly with his bonds as the others looked on, enjoying his torment.

“Thwaaaack!” Darren gave the left cheek a solid beating this time. The whole of David’s rear was turning a bright red.

“Are you ready to do what we ask now?” demanded Ashley, pulling at his big, black slab of meat. It must have been twice the length and thickness of his own cock, thought David.

“Well?” asked Tony, “We can go on hitting your arse all night if you want us to.”

David let out a sob and realised he didn’t really have a choice. His bum stung like crazy, There was no way that he could take much more of Darren’s bat.

“Owww… alright, I’ll do what you want. Just don’t hit me anymore. Please!” he pleaded.

Tony again thrust his cock at David’s face and this time David opened his mouth and put his mouth around the circumcised head of Tony’s six inches.

David had never sucked a boys cock before or even seen it done, but he seemed to take to it naturally. At first he started to gag, at the thought of actually putting a boys prick inside his mouth, but then as Tony slid his length in and out of his mouth, David became accustomed to the taste of his meat.

After a while, Darren asked Tony if he could try the young boy’s mouth. Tony reluctantly removed his dick and was quickly replaced by Darren’s. His penis was slightly shorter but also a little bit thicker. This stretched David’s mouth and he wasn’t helped by the fact that Darren was much rougher than Tony. He grabbed the back of David’s head and literally fucked the young boy’s mouth. After only a few minutes of this Darren started to groan.

“Oh God, yeah… I’m gonna cuuuuuum!”

Darren’s prick exploded inside David’s mouth. He had no choice but to swallow as Darren held David’s head firmly pressed against him. His cock was ejaculating burning hot jism straight down the young schoolboy’s throat. After what seemed like gallons of spunk had emptied from Darrens member, he withdrew, totally spent.

David gasped for breath, dripping sperm from his mouth as he gulped in some air.

“Oh wow, what a great little cock sucker we’ve found!” exclaimed Darren as he sat on the floor recovering from a great orgasm.

“Yeah well now he’s gonna get a cock to eat!” cried Ashley as he positioned his big cock in front of David.

“Oh, no!” screamed David, “It’s too big!”

Ashley wasn’t interested in the little cocksucker’s protests. He slapped his 7 ½” weapon against David’s cheek and lips until he opened up his mouth to try to take the big black meat which had to be 3 inches wide.

“Mmmmmf!” David’s muffled cry didn’t stop Ashley push his solid black prick into his mouth.

“Suck it, you little shit!” demanded Ashley, as he thrust his hips in a fucking motion.

David did his best to please the black athlete. He didn’t want to make him angry. He’d had enough beating for one day. It wasn’t easy though as Ashley’s fat cock filled the whole of his mouth and it was threatening to enter David’s throat and end up in his stomach!

At least that’s what it felt like, thought David.

After about 10 minutes of David’s sucking, Ashley eventually let a torrent of thick cum emerge from his black slab. Again, David struggled to swallow as much as he could, just so he didn’t drown in the stuff.

He was greatly relieved when Tony who’d been wanking furiously while watching the show, began groaning that he was about to cum too. David wasn’t sure the back of his throat could take any more pounding so he was grateful that he wouldn’t have to. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was when Tony blasted off all over his face. Big globs of white spunk hit him in the eyes and all over his face and hair.

“Oooh, that felt good” cried Tony wiping his juicy cock all over David’s messy face. David felt glad that his ordeal was over. Surely they would let him go now that they had all cum. Darren and Ashley began to release David’s bonds, starting with his feet.

“Hold it!” commanded Tony, “I haven’t quite finished with him yet”

Tony put his dick, which was only semi-hard now after he’d just ejaculated, back to David’s lips.

“Open up David” instructed Tony firmly, “You are now our property. We can do to you just what we like.”

David opened his mouth one more time and accepted Tony’s half-limp cock.

“Now drink!”

Before David could remove his mouth, a hot gushing stream of piss poured out of Tony Gate’s prick, like a reservoir opening up the sluice gates.

“Right on!” exclaimed Ashley as he watched his friend perform this perverted act before him.

“Wow, nice one Tony” joined in Darren.

David swallowed as much piss as he could to stop himself from gagging, the rest seeped back out the sides of his mouth and down his chin.

“Remember, “ said Tony, “you’re our schoolboy sissy slut.”

He finished urinating and withdrew his cock from David’s well-abused mouth and the others finished untying the rope from around David’s legs and hands.

Laughing, the boys started to walk towards the gymnasium doors. Tony turned and looked at the cum and pissed soaked youngster.

“Oh, and don’t forget to clear this mess up before you go” he ordered.

“See you tomorrow!” they all shouted just before they slammed the door on the way out.


David groaned and pulled himself up off the bench. Slowly he pulled on his clothes and then put the gymnasium back to the way it was. He found an old rag to clean up the mess of spunk and piss that had spilled on the floor.

The worn out new boy of Fairmount Secondary School ran home and got under the shower to try to wash the memory of that afternoon’s events from his mind.

As he lay in bed later that night he realised that this was just the beginning.

Oh God, thought David Merton. What have I got myself into?

 


Chapter 2 Pretty Little Thing


The next day started about as well as the previous one had ended for David. He’d slept through his alarm and had to get washed and dressed in a panic.

After gathering his schoolbooks together and cramming them in his bag, he scrambled downstairs. Andrew Merton had already left for work leaving the breakfast things for his son to wash up. This was one of many chores that his father insisted he did.

I’ll have to do it later, thought David as he ran out the door.


The morning’s classes went slowly for David. He was still feeling rather ostracised by his fellow students and the only point was when between lessons, he noticed the gorgeous blonde girl he’d seen the day before, walking down the corridor towards him with some of her girlfriends.

As she grew nearer David became short of breath and stopped himself in his tracks.

She was even more beautiful up close, thought David, now estimating that she was probably fourteen and a year above him.

Her long sun-tanned legs contrasted with her white knee length socks and her black pleated skirt was shorter than a lot of the other girls, ending midway down her thighs. She’d tied her long blonde hair in a ponytail, which bobbed gently as she moved her head, laughing with her classmates.

David was totally in awe of this girl. He couldn’t help staring at her tennis ball sized breasts that were covered by a lacy bra that he could just make out through the material of her white school blouse.

The group of girls walked past the dumbstruck schoolboy, not one of them making eye contact with him. Even when the girl closest to David knocked his arm as she went past, sending books and papers crashing to the floor, they all continued on their way, chatting as their heels trampled over text books and David’s time-table which he’d been trying to fathom a little earlier. He scrambled around gathering his belongings whilst trying to avoid other pupils feet crushing his hands.

When he’d collected all his things, David examined his timetable again. His next lesson was… P.E.

What? Oh please no, thought David.

He pulled open his school bag and frantically felt around inside. In his hurry not to be late for school he’d forgotten to pack his P.E. kit.

I suppose the school will have some spare shorts and T-shirts he reasoned.

He felt a bit better about the situation and hurried over to the changing rooms.

David was one of the last boys to enter the small changing rooms and the others were had already started getting changed into their gear. There didn’t seem to be a teacher around so David sat down in a corner and waited.

After a couple of minutes, the door opened and three people who David was keen to avoid, walked in slamming the door shut behind them.

Tony, Ashley and Darren marched into the centre of the room and shouted for everyone to be quiet.

“Right you lot” said Tony “There’s the good news and the bad news.”

The other two smiled at each other.

“The bad news is that Mr Edwards has been called away on urgent business, and so won’t be taking your P.E. lesson today.”

There was a short mumbling and a couple of hoorays from some of the less athletic boys in the group who never looked forward to this physical education class.

“But the good news… is that we’ve been asked to supervise you as we’ve got a free lesson right now.”

David’s heart stopped as he heard the news and couldn’t believe his incredible bad luck.

“O.k, finish getting changed, then wait by the sports field. You lot are going on a little run.” Tony announced, followed by groans from around the room.

Just then, Darren noticed David cowering in the corner, and his eyes lit up.

“Well if it isn’t our little pansy new boy!” Darren exclaimed.

The other boys laughed and sniggered at the fifth-formers comment. David wanted a hole to swallow him up, but there was no escape. The other two fifteen-year-olds turned and broke out in cheesy grins as they spotted last night’s victim.

“Why aren’t you getting changed?” demanded Tony, his face changing into that of the menacing tormentor he’d experienced in the gymnasium less than twenty-four hours before.

“I… I’ve left my kit at home. I’m sorry. I thought I could borrow some things from the school if there’s any spare…” David’s words trailed off as Tony shook his head.

Darren whispered something in Tony’s ear, which put a wicked smile on Tony’s face.

“Yeah, great idea. Go and sort it out” ordered Tony and Darren made a quick exit out the door.

By the time Darren returned everyone except David and Tony had left the changing rooms. Ashley had gone off to keep an eye on the rest of the thirteen-year-olds outside.

Darren was carrying what looked like a bundle of clothes, which he deposited in a heap in front of David. But to his , instead of shorts and T-shirt, Darren had brought him a black lacy bra, a red pleated gymslip (the type that had built in knickers), some white knee-length girls socks, and a girls gym top with a narrow collar. To complete the ensemble, Darren had managed to find a pair of pink trainers that he’d guessed was about David’s size.

“It’s amazing what you can find in the girl’s lost property locker!” Darren exclaimed excitedly, as his friend congratulated him on his selection.

“Now get that lot on NOW!” instructed Tony to the terrified David.

“Nooo… please, you can’t…” pleaded the youngster.

The slap round his face from Darren was not expected by David, and his face stung like mad and tears welled up in his eyes.

“Any more lip from you and we’ll kick the living shit out of you “ spat Darren. “Now get into your P.E. kit that we’ve found for you, you ungrateful tosser.”

David, realising he had no choice but to do what they said, stripped off his clothes down to his underpants and picked up the gym skirt.

“AND those” said Tony, pointing to his briefs.

The underpants came off as the two older boys looked on. David, now naked, began the transformation into a little schoolgirl, first stepping into the red gym-slip which hugged his bottom tightly and also his little cock. Next he fumbled around with the bra for a few seconds, finally being shown how to put it on by Tony. After that, he pulled the top on over his head and sat down to put on his socks and girly pink trainers.

Tony and Darren stood back to admire their handy work when Darren put his hand inside his blazer pocket.

“And to finish it off… a little bit of glamour.”

He produced a pair of gold clip-on earrings, which he and Tony fitted to David’s ears.

Then finally, Darren produced a stick of bright red lipstick. He handed it to Tony while he roughly held David’s head still. Tony carefully applied the lipstick to David’s full lips, his face only inches from his victim’s while he finished off their masterpiece.

“There, aren’t you a pretty little thing!” beamed Tony, and he pressed his lips against David’s and held the kiss for several seconds while Darren stopped the disgusted schoolboy from moving his face away.

“Mmmmwah” Tony smacked his lips as he finally broke contact.

“Ok, let’s go” he said, wiping the excess lipstick off his lips with the back of his hand, and pushing David towards the door.

Just before leaving the room, he saw his own reflection in a full- length mirror. He did actually look a lot like a girl; he was appalled to admit to himself.

His two guards escorting him, in case he decided to make a run for it, David walked out into the summer sunshine. As soon as they turned the corner of the building they were confronted by the rest of the P.E. class who had been doing some warming up exercises under Ashley’s instruction.

They all burst out in uncontrollable laughter at the sight of this thirteen–year-old boy absurdly dressed in girls gym attire and sporting a pair of dangley earrings and bright red lipstick. Several boys pointed at David as they doubled up at this hysterically spectacle.

David started crying again, but his classmates laughed all the more, seeing how humiliated David was. Some of the boys felt a stirring in their loins but would never admit it to their friends.

Still laughing, the class was sent on a cross-country run that consisted of running around the perimeter of the school grounds and big sports field, which incorporated several football and hockey pitches.

David was to join them, followed by several boys who made comments as they went along. David felt the rush of air between his legs and the weird unaccustomed sensation of running in a skirt. Also the tight black bra he wore, which was incidentally easily visible through his girl’s gym top, was a constant reminder of his feminine appearance. Every time he breathed in, he felt the straps as his chest struggled to expand.

As he turned a corner of the field David’s multiplied as he approached a hockey pitch where the same year girls were having their P.E. lesson, practising hockey. One of the girls noticed David running towards them. She excitedly called out to the others and pretty soon all the third year girls had stopped their games and were laughing and cheering.

To make matters worse, one of the boys who’d been following David, gave him a big push just as they were going through a particularly muddy part of the field. David went sprawling forwards and fell face down into the sticky mud. All the girls laughed even more while David slowly picked himself up and pulled the muddy gym top away from his chest. His legs, skirt and whole of his front were covered in mud.

The bizarre contrast of the dirt and lipstick on David’s face looked a picture. Deciding that he wouldn’t finish the run he gingerly made his way back towards the changing room where Tony, Darren and Ashley were laughing their heads off. They took him into the shower stall, which was adjoining, and told him to sit in the middle of the showers.

David still wearing all his clothes, collapsed on the tiled floor sobbing his heart out.

How could they be so cruel? What had he ever done to them?

About ten minutes later Tony put his head round the shower entrance displaying a wicked grin.

“Hey sissy slut, we’ve organised a way to clean you up that the whole class is gonna help with.” Announced Tony.

All David’s classmates, who were now naked, filed into the shower stall and surrounded the poor unfortunate sissy boy. The boys in the inner circle took hold of their little dicks and pointed them at David who remained sat on the floor in a state of shock. One by one, the boys began urinating all over David. As one boy ran dry, another from the outside took his place and began adding his liquid waste to the others.

After a few minutes the shower stall was awash with yellow boy pee. The sharp pungent smell was overpowering. David’s whole face and body was saturated. He was crying constantly and trying to avoid the streams of piss that were intentionally aimed at his mouth by some of the boys.

After about quarter of an hour, all the boys had emptied their bladders all they could and had then showered themselves in clean water and left to get changed.

As the bell for lunchtime rang, only Tony, Ashley and Darren remained, with of course their piss soaked, humiliated, schoolboy sissy slut. The three fifteen-year-olds had stripped naked and were standing over David, sporting huge hard-ons.

“Ok little cock-sucker. Get your lips round this pronto!” demanded Tony, pulling David on to his knees and waving his hard cock in front of his face.

The poor little Merton boy was too exhausted; his senses too debilitated to argue. Through his tears, he took hold of Tony’s impressive member and surrounded the head with his lips. The now familiar taste of other boy’s cocks was mixed with the ocean of piss that he’d been to swallow shortly before.

Ashley and Darren wanted to get in on the action. They both took one of David’s hands and moulded it round their horny pricks. Surrounding his hands with theirs, they began to wank their pricks in time with each other. Darren couldn’t believe how turned on he was by the sight of the totally abused younger boy, still wearing those clip-on earrings, wanking him and his mate while blowing another of his friends. Ashley too was extremely horny. So fucking horny in fact that he thought it was time their mommy’s boy was fucked up his tight little shit hole.

The big muscular black boy pushed David onto his hands and knees, lifted up the piss soaked hem of his victim’s skirt and using his brute strength, ripped the crotch’s seam apart exposing David’s hairless, virginal butt-hole. The others, meanwhile were kneeling in front of David, pushing his shoulders down with one hand and feeding their cocks simultaneously to their fuck toy’s mouth.

David was in a daze as he was to lick and suck two dicks at once, while his soon to be de-flowered arse pointed up at an ideal angle for his black buggerer to take his cherry.

Ashley started by using lots of his own juice from his cock to lubricate the puckered hole. He pushed one finger, then two into the young boy’s anus, twisting them around as he did so. David felt his bottom being invaded for the and tried to resist but he was unable to move, being held down all three of them. Ashley now positioned his meaty black cock at the entrance of David’s bum-hole and pushed hard. His well juiced up dick entered the helpless David’s arse and stretched his ring causing a great deal of pain. Ashley ignored his half-muffled cries to stop and pushed deeper into his passage.

After a few minutes, Ashley was fucking David at a steady rhythm. Although he was still hurting, David’s physical pain had lessened slightly. What he didn’t know how he’d cope with though, was the shame and that he’d been made to feel, not just by the three who were raping him now, but by his whole class!

Just then Ashley pushed as far as he could up David’s arse-hole and groaned as he came buckets into the wimpy young boy. Tony swapped places with Ashley and slid straight into the cross-dressed boy’s slimy fuck-hole. With his mate Ashley’s cum inside, Tony was able to get into his stride very quickly. He reached under the now yellow stained gym top and felt for David’s left nipple through his bra cup. Finding the little bump, Tony squeezed on it hard as he continued to bum-fuck the unwilling cum-holder.

David was now emitting a strange kind of whining sound, when he got the chance to make any noise that is.

Darren was now very close to cumming and he started groaning in pleasure. This spurred Tony on and he too felt his balls, which were slapping against David’s cheeks, tighten as his spunk rose into his dick. With a joint orgasmic noise, Tony and Darren erupted together, Tony depositing another load of jism into David’s bowels and Darren covering the unfortunate David’s -stricken, contorted face.

The three rapists showered, dressed and left the changing room in great spirits, having just had the best sexual experience of their short but sick, perverted lives.

David Merton lay in a pool of stinking urine, trying to come to terms with what had happened. In a matter of days his whole life had been turned upside down.

Slowly he managed to stand up, strip off the stinking girls clothes, and turn on the shower. He scrubbed his body from head to foot several times to try to rid himself of the piss odour that seemed to be ingrained in his skin. He finally dried himself off and dressed once again as a boy. He walked towards the door of the changing room and looked once again into the mirror. In the steamed up glass someone had written:

S C H O O L B O Y S I S S Y S L U T

David took a deep breath, opened the door and staggered outside. Surely things couldn’t get any worse… or could they?

 


Chapter 3 One Of The Girls


During the rest of the afternoon, David endured the giggles and cruel comments of his fellow pupils in all the classes he attended. News of the earlier events spread round the school like wildfire. It seemed like there was no escape from the deep embarrassment that he was feeling now.

Fortunately the last lesson of the day was a free period. David, rather than be ridiculed further by his classmates, sought sanctuary in the school library where he thought he might be left alone for a while. Tucked away in a far corner behind a tall bookcase, he sat down on the carpeted floor with his back against the wall, and started looking over his homework. The library was practically deserted as most of the other children were still having lessons.

David tried hard to concentrate on some algebra, figuring that the deeper her immersed himself in something else, the less he would have to re-live his horrific experiences. He was chewing on the end of a pencil, his face buried in his book, trying to make sense of an equation when he suddenly sensed someone standing over him.

Fearing the worst, young Merton panicked and dropped his textbook on the floor in front of him. As he reached down to pick it up, his eyes caught sight of a shiny pair of black leather girls shoes. Moving his gaze slowly upwards, he saw that the girl’s feet were encased in a pair of thin knee-length, white, cotton socks. Her smooth legs were perfectly shaped, and went on forever. As he straightened up to take a proper look at the girl standing in front of him, David froze.
Smiling sweetly and looking even more beautiful than ever, stood the girl of David’s dreams.

“Hello, you’re the new boy aren’t you?” enquired the blonde gently, her hands clasped in front of her.
“Yes…I’m David Merton.” he replied cautiously. His throat was bone dry and it hurt when he swallowed.

“Ermm…what’s yours?” David tightened, expecting to be told to mind his own business. Surely this amazing looking girl wouldn’t want to talk to him.

“My name’s Lisa Sheridan” She answered, turning to the large bookcase to observe the books. Lisa’s eyes scanned up and down, as if trying to find a particular title.
“Aha!” she said, pointing to a large reference book sitting on the top shelf out of reach.

David sat mesmerised as the girl he’d instantly fallen in love with the moment he’d first seen her in the playground, now looked around for something to stand on so she could reach the book.

“Typical” she said in a mock temper voice, “There’s never a chair to stand on when you need one.”
The young stood on her tiptoes but she wasn’t quite tall enough, and gave up.
David so wanted to help Lisa get her book, but it would be ridiculous for him to offer to get it for her. She was a good six inches taller than David. He felt so helpless.

“I wish I could help,” he said lamely. This opportunity to get to know Lisa was looking more and more unlikely. She would probably give up and walk off any moment.

“Well there is one way… no it’s too silly. I couldn’t ask you” Lisa put her hands on her hips accentuating her nicely developing breasts, which strained against her crisp white blouse.

“Yes you could! Please I want to help!” David stood up, unable to disguise the eagerness in his voice.

“Well… if you wouldn’t mind getting down on your hands and knees in front of the bookshelf, I could quickly stand on your back and get it” explained Lisa. It didn’t seem very practical to David, but he wasn’t about to argue with this fourteen-year-old goddess. He got down on the carpeted floor opposite to where the book resided and tried to get himself into a stable position.

Lisa stood alongside the bookcase facing him. She kicked off her shoes and held on to the shelving with her right hand and then lifted her left leg and rested it on David’s back. This resulted in Lisa’s already short skirt, rising up her thighs as she bounced on the ball of her right foot, trying to get some momentum.

David’s jaw dropped as he caught sight of Lisa’s mound, encased in a tight pair of white cotton panties only inches from his face. The crack of her vagina was clearly visible at this close proximity and despite his earlier trauma, The slightly younger felt his boy penis begin to stiffen inside his trousers.

After a few revealing moments, Lisa lifted herself up on David’s back. His arms and knees buckled from the strain but he was determined not to show his weakness to this angel. Fifteen seconds later David was not so sure. What was taking so long? Why didn’t Lisa just lift the book of the shelf and get down.

David’s face grew red as he desperately tried not to buckle, but after another ten seconds of Lisa not making any effort to step down, his arms finally gave way and he slid forwards, sending Lisa crashing down on top of him.

“Aaaargh!” cried the weak sissy as Lisa’s fall was broken by David’s torso. The young stunner tumbled on her back, her legs flailing in the air exposing her panty covered pussy for a second time. Just briefly, David saw an extremely angry expression appear on the face of the blonde stunner, but it was soon replaced with a concerned look as Lisa regained her composure. “Oh David… are you alright?” Lisa scrambled on her hands and knees to where David lay sprawled out on the floor like a squashed hedgehog. She put one hand to his cheek and the other on his side, her touch electrifying.

David was paralysed. Not from the pain of his injuries, but because he’d fallen hopelessly in love with this incredible girl. This was confirmed when without warning, Lisa leaned over and gently planted a seductive kiss on David’s full lips.
“Oh you poor baby, are you alright?” “Uh, I’m fine” replied David, who then tried to get up, and promptly grabbed his ribs cage in pain.
“Well it doesn’t look like it to me. I think you’d better come round to my house so I can see to your wounds”
It seemed a rather melodramatic to David, but at the same time he couldn’t believe his luck. The girl he had fantasised about was inviting him to go round to her house. His earlier problems were swept away as Lisa helped him to his feet. Putting her arm around his waist she supported David as he carefully picked up his school bag and they left for her house.

“Don’t worry, I only live round the corner from the school,” explained Lisa as they left the school grounds. David wasn’t worried at all. He was enjoying immensely the attention he was getting and also Lisa’s young firm breast which pressed against his side as she continued to help him walk down the street. In fact David was now in hardly any pain at all but he was going to milk this opportunity as much as he could.

After only a couple of minutes they were entering Lisa’s house which she accessed with her front door key. “There’s no-one at home by the way. Both my parents work. They won’t be home ’til late.”
She led David straight up the stairs and into her large bedroom at the end of the hall. She sat David down on her bed and told him she’d be back in a couple of minutes.
David looked around the room. A large wardrobe took up most of one wall and a long dressing table filled with an assortment of girls make up, perfumes and hair brushes, supported a big mirror which had one of those lights above it. He could just make out Lisa’s voice from downstairs, who sounded like she was on the phone to someone. A few minutes later though, she walked back into the bedroom with a bowl of warm water and a flannel. “Well David, I think I’d better take a look at your ribs in case they’re badly bruised or something.”
“Umm ok Lisa, if you think that’s best,” said the boy. Lisa helped him off with his blazer and tie, and then began unbuttoning his shirt while David just sat there. When he was naked from the waist up, Lisa gently
pushed him back on the bed until he was lying down just where the gorgeous blonde slept.

She then took the damp flannel and rubbed it over the boy’s smooth chest making circular motions with the cloth. “There,” she smiled. “Is that better?” she asked. David was in seventh heaven. It certainly was better. A thousand times better, thought David as he began to feel at ease in Lisa’s company. “I thing you’d better take your trousers off too, so I can see to your leg. You hurt that too didn’t you?”
“Well yes, but…”
“No buts, come on chop, chop” she said in a matronly manner, pulling of David’s shoes and socks.
“But I’ve only got pants on underneath!” he said, suddenly alarmed at the prospect of stripping in front of Lisa. “Sooo, It doesn’t matter. Besides you’ve seen my panties already!” David was acutely embarrassed. He hadn’t meant to stare at Lisa’s crotch, but it was impossible to ignore the sight that had greeted him in the library. Lisa gave David a hurt look, which made him feel worse, so he undid the button, unzipped the fly and eased his trousers down. Lifting his bottom of the bed made it easier for Lisa to yank them all the way down until she could slip them completely off.

David was now dressed just in a pair of cut underpants. Lisa picked up the flannel again and began bathing his thighs in the warm water. She then switched to his skinny stomach, moving the wet flannel down until her forearm rested on top of his rapidly hardening cock. Looking straight into his eyes, Lisa then picked up the sponge, soaked it in the bowl by her side and purposely held it over David’s briefs.
David was surprised when his nurse began to squeeze the contents of the flannel over his underwear. They quickly became soaked and transparent and clearly showed the shape of David’s prick and balls through the material.

“Oh dear!” cried Lisa, putting he other hand up to her face in mock . “It looks like we’d better take these off before they get any wetter.” Lisa was now talking in a baby voice and David could see that her breathing had become quicker in the last few moments. He too was flustered off course. He would never have imagined that he’d be in this situation with this beautiful girl. At the same time he couldn’t help feeling rather nervous as he was virtually naked and she was still fully clothed in her school uniform.

Lisa wasted no time in removing the water sodden underpants and was soon staring down at David’s little willie which was standing erect at it’s full meagre three and a half inches. The young lolita delved into a bedside table draw and pulled out some strips of long pink ribbon and started to tie David’s hands to the bedstead behind his head.
“But..”
“Shhhhhhhh, just relax.” Lisa cut short David’s protests and completed his incarceration by tying his ankles and attaching the ends to the legs of the bed.

“Lisa, I don’t think this is a good idea” said the captive, starting to get a little concerned about his predicament. Lisa just smiled and brushed her hand through David’s wavy locks. “Now, now my little baby” she said, tracing her index finger over David’s wimpy chest and down to his stomach.

Just then the doorbell rang and Lisa broke out in a grin. “Don’t go away!” she merrily joked as she went downstairs to answer it.

Moment’s later Lisa re-entered the room, followed by two other girls who David recognised from their encounter in the corridor earlier that day. Cheryl was about the same height as Lisa, and almost, but not quite, as attractive. She had shoulder length hair and was wearing a a short straight skirt and a tight fitting top which ended just before her belly button. The other girl, Tracy had short cropped hair and was shorter and slightly plump. Her large breasts were covered by a loose fitting t-shirt and the tight jeans she wore hugged her rather large bottom.
“Wow!” Cheryl exclaimed as she looked over at the naked thirteen-year-old, whose erection had shrivelled up to virtually nothing. “So this is the little sissy who was dressed in girl’s gym kit” Lisa merely nodded and went and sat over at her dressing table. She now seemed content to take a back seat in the proceedings now that her two friends had arrived.

Tracy leant over and examined David’s tiny penis, lifting it up disdainfully with two fingers.
“Well, the boys were right about the size of his cock. It’s tiny!” Tracy remarked. Cheryl laughed at her friends comment while she studied David’s face. “And he could easily pass for a girl, with a little bit of a make-over from us.”

David was mortified. What had he got himself into now, he thought. He turned his head towards Lisa who just smiled sweetly back, her fingers fiddling with her blonde hair.

“Ok, let’s do it.” Cheryl said, and they started browsing through Lisa’s wardrobe and chest of drawers.
They came back to the bed with an assortment of clothing and chatted amongst themselves as to what they thought he should be dressed in.

“Well he’s got such a nice pair of legs, I think he’d look great in a short mini skirt” advised Cheryl.
Tracy held up a tiny blue skirt that Lisa recognised as being one she’d grown out of quite a while ago.

“Perfect” she applauded Tracy’s choice.

“And this blouse would go well with it I think.” Cheryl held up a red satin blouse which had a frilly collar and cuffs.

David anxiously strained his neck to look up from the bed at the clothes he was soon going to be to wear. They were treating him like their life size doll.
It was the case of an ‘Action Man’ who was going to have to wear the clothes of a ‘Barbie’, thought Lisa. Except David wasn’t really comparable to an ‘Action Man’. He would have been thrown out of the army recruiting office!

Now that the outfit had been selected, it was now the job of choosing some underwear. Unfortunately, because of David’s small frame, Lisa’s bra and panties were a little too big for him.

“Never mind,” said Cheryl. “We can sort that out later.” She and Tracy then undid David’s bonds and pulled him to his feet. After a bit of struggling from the hopelessly weaker boy, the two girls dressed him in the skirt and blouse leaving him naked underneath. Lisa searched in the bottom of her wardrobe and found a very old pair of white shoes that had about a one inch heel.

“We can get away without shaving his legs for now,” said Tracy rubbing her hand up David’s shin. “They’re pretty smooth as it is.” David flinched at the contact from the butch schoolgirl, which just made her giggle.

Next they dragged David over to the dressing table as Lisa vacated her seat. They sat him down facing the mirror and began work on his face and hair. While Cheryl and Tracy applied blusher and eyeliner to the unfortunate David, he noticed in the mirror that Lisa was stripping out of her school uniform.

Despite his situation, David couldn’t help get excited as he watched Lisa remove her blouse to reveal her young tities which filled her lacy bra very nicely. And when she let her skirt fall to the floor exposing her tight panties that covered her prominent mound, David felt his little penis start to grow in the unconfined space under his skirt.

Lisa, noticing the attention she was getting from her young adorer, purposely turned round and bent right over from the waist to look in a bottom drawer for something to wear. Her tight athletic buns stretched the fabric of the material and her pussy lips were clearly visible.

Oh why did this wonderful girl treat him so horribly, thought David. He still was infatuated with the blonde teaser, despite the fact that she had led him into this trap.

The view of Lisa changing was blocked by Tracy and Cheryl as they finished preparing their model’s makeup and hair. David looked in the mirror and was amazed to find the face of a young teenage girl reflecting back at him. The girls had done a convincing job. The make up round his eyes emphasised his long eyelashes and the subtle shade of pink lipstick rounded off the understated look of someone who took care not to overdo their makeup.

Lisa who’d now put on a tight t-shirt and skirt, was impressed with her friends handiwork and told them so.
“Oh, that’s wonderful!” And to David, “You make such a pretty girl, David.” David was not at all happy the situation but he couldn’t help be pleased that Lisa thought he looked good. But why couldn’t she like him as a boy, not a girl!

The other two, pleased with their work, pulled David to his feet and slipped on the shoes that Lisa had found. David felt weird as he struggled to stand up in the heels. They walked him up and down the bedroom getting the boy used to wearing heels for the . After a few minutes he was able to walk up and down un-aided by his captors albeit rather awkwardly.

“Right,” said Lisa looking at her watch. “We’ve just got time for a quick trip to the shopping centre before they close” she announced.

David couldn’t believe his ears. Surely they wouldn’t take him out in public looking like this!

“No, oh please don’t!” he pleaded, looking at all the girls in turn, trying to detect an indication that they were winding him up. Unfortunately this was not the case and the girls were soon bundling him out of the house and into the street.

As they walked along, David contemplated running off but he wouldn’t get very far in these heels, he thought. And he didn’t relish the thought of running away in bare feet. So he reluctantly went along with the girls who looped their arms around his and chatted amongst themselves.

As they continued walking down a side street towards the indoor shopping centre, several couples and families walked past the girls and David. Nobody seemed to notice that he was not what he appeared to be. In fact a couple of teenage boys walking along the other side of the street made wolf-whistles at the group before turning into a sports shop.

Finally they reached the big shopping centre and went inside. It was busier in here with lots of people doing some evening shopping on their way home from work. The girls directed David to a department store and they got on an escalator to an upper floor.

They found themselves in the lingerie section of the shop and it now became apparent what the purpose of this detour was. Whilst Lisa and Tracy stayed with David, Cheryl went round selecting items for their shopper. She came back with an armful of things and they walked towards the changing rooms at the back of the store.

The changing rooms consisted of a row of saloon-style doors which left a gap at the bottom to make it obvious as to whether it was vacant or not. Two of the five rooms were empty. There wasn’t very much room inside so it was decided that Cheryl should escort David and help him get changed, while Lisa and Tracy would wait outside.

“O.K. strip off. But leave your shoes on.” instructed Cheryl as she sorted through the underwear in her hand. David reluctantly did what he was told and stood naked but for his high heels in the confined space.

The girl with him crouched down and slipped a pair of panties through David’s stiletto-clad feet. Cheryl’s face was directly opposite his little penis, and she couldn’t help but plant a kiss on the boy’s flacid cock. In other circumstances this would have excited David immensely, but at the moment, he was too scared and embarrased. Cheryl pulled the pink satin panties up to his waist and then put on and fastened the matching bra.

To his Cheryl then opened the door of the changing room and pushed David outside. Along with Lisa and Tracy were several men whose wives and girlfriends were trying on things in the other booths. David felt acutely ashamed as the men stared at what appeared to be a flat chested thirteen-year-old dressed only in a pink satin bra and panties and white high heels. It was only natural for them to feel their adult dicks begin to harden in their trousers.

Lisa, sensing what the group of men were probably thinking, asked a man in his forties standing next to her, what he thought of the set of underwear.

“Errr, very nice” he said, finding it incredible that the girl was parading around half-naked in front of them. The shopper, whose wife was busy trying on a dozen outfits inside a booth, slipped a hand inside his trousers pocket and squeezed his throbbing hard-on. How he would love to fuck this lovely little girl, he thought. If only he knew.

David was relieved when Cheryl pulled him back into the changing room, until she fitted some suspenders round the wimpy boys waist, and then pulled off his shoes. David felt a strange feeling in his legs as his dresser slipped a white stocking over his foot and then unravelled it ’til to the top of his thigh. She repeated this with his other leg and then fastened the suspenders to the stockings. David was then told to put his shoes back on which he did with a resigned look on his face.

He was pushed out into the store once again, and heard gasps from several of the men who were still outside. Lisa and Tracy were impressed too and decided that they would purchase the underwear right away. While the girls queued up at the cash desk nearby, David stood nervously in front of a big mirror. He suddenly felt a hand grab over his bottom and squeeze it tightly.

“You’re quite a little teaser, aren’t you.” It was the man who Lisa had spoken to earlier. Before he could protest David was pushed back into the booth followed quickly by the turned-on older man. His hands moved all over David’s body whilst he leant over and pressed his mouth to the petrified boy’s. The man whose breath smelled faintly of alcohol, forced his tongue into David’s mouth as the youngster struggled hopelessly against his stronger attacker.

As the forty two year old slipped his hand up the inside of David’s thighs, the cross-dressed boy tried to stop it from reaching his crotch. Unfortunately he didn’t succeed and the man dug his hand into David’s panties and got a handful of the little boy’s cock and balls.

“Whaaaat!” exclaimed the confused father of two, as he realised that all was not what it seemed.
“Why you little perverted sissy! I ought to kick the crap out of you!” said the man who was visibly shaken by his discovery. He still had a hard-on though and needed to get his release, even if it was with a boy dressed as a girl.

Making a quick decision heavily influenced by his aching cock, he forced David to his knees and unzipped his fly. Pulling out an enormous cock, he forced it between David’s pretty pink lips.

“This’ll teach you. Suck my dick you sick fuck!” The man thrust his mighty weapon in and out of David’s mouth. It didn’t take long for the man to come inside the young boy’s pretty mouth and soon David was swallowing the man’s seed. After spunking in the boy’s mouth, the man quickly put his slimy dick back in his trousers and made a quick exit in search of his wife who was now looking round the shopping centre for him.

David huddled in the corner of the booth and started crying. He was discovered a couple of minutes later by the girls who’d finished paying for the goods. Tracy, not realising what the poor boy had just endured, told him to stop being such a wimp and get dressed. They all left the store several minutes later and made their way back to Lisa’s house.

As it was getting late and Lisa’s parents would soon be home, they decided that they’d better call a halt to the proceedings for now. David was allowed to get changed back into his own clothes, and the girls removed the make up from his face.

“See you tomorrow!” they all cried as David left the house and made his way home.

Andrew Merton was sitting in the living room watching T.V. when David entered his house.

“You’ve missed dinner David. Where have you been?” he asked angrily as David dropped his school bag in the hallway. “Umm.. sorry Dad. I, err went to the shopping centre after school.” “Well you can do the washing-up which incidentally you forgot to do this morning, and then get on with your homework.”

David went into the kitchen and began washing up his father’s breakfast and dinner things. As he scrubbed the muck off a saucepan, David sobbed quietly. Andrew walked into the kitchen and noticed that David was very upset.

“Look, I don’t mean to be so hard on you, but you’ve got to get a grip on things” lectured his Dad. “
Your thirteen now, not a little kid, so start acting responsibly. And stop moping around all the time. Christ when I was your age, I was having a great time. Playing sport with my mates, taking out girls.”

Andrew shook his head and walked out the room. David felt the disappointment in his Father’s voice and he felt ashamed. He pulled a cup from the sink and began to clean the inside with a cloth. And the tears welled up in his eyes once again.

 


Chapter 4 Hot date At School


“Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring” The bell sounded to signal the start of morning break.
David had got through his morning’s lessons without bumping into either Lisa and her friends, or Tony & co. He was very relieved not have seen any of them, but at the same time he couldn’t help thinking about Lisa. She shouldn’t have done what she did, but it wasn’t her fault that he got accosted in the changing room at the store. And God, she was beautiful.

As he made his way out of the classroom after letting all the other pupils leave first, David popped his head round the door to make sure the coast was clear. This is ridiculous, he thought, as he cautiously made his way down the corridor. I can’t spend the rest of my school days constantly on the look out for danger.

Just then a door off the corridor opened and a hand grabbed David’s collar and yanked him inside. Before he knew it, the door had closed again and he found himself in a small windowless supplies room. The arm that grabbed him belonged to none other than Tony Gates, his original tormentor. Of course Darren and Ashley were there too, leaning against a pile of exercise books, smoking cigarettes.

“Hi, Davey boy, glad you could join us.” grinned Ashley as he stubbed out his butt end on the tiled floor. “Whaa- what do you want?” David managed to say, not really sure if he wanted to know the answer.
“We’ve got some more clothes for you to model for us.” Answered Tony with a twinkle in his eye.
All three older boys approached David and the nightmare began again.

A short while later the door of the storeroom opened. First out was Tony, followed by David, Ashley and Darren. David was dressed in a long pleated woollen skirt which came down to just below his knees. Underneath which, his underpants had been replaced by a pair of thick winter panties and his ankle socks by a pair of tights made from the same material. His top half began with the same bra he’d been forced to wear round the playing field (it still was damp and reeked of piss); then an off-white cheesecloth blouse covered by a very chunky jumper. The gold earrings had also been restored, as well as a thick application of the bright red lipstick.

As David was escorted down the corridor by the evil boys, he winced at the simple pair of girls flat shoes that were too tight for him. He was feeling very uncomfortable indeed. It was a hot muggy day in the height of summer, not the sort of weather for this get-up at all.

“Where are we going?” asked David nervously, wiping a film of sweat from his brow.

“Why we’re going to class of course”, replied Tony smiling brightly.

“Bu – but my classroom’s the other way.” He tried to pull away but the boys grabbed his arms and virtually dragged him along in what was the wrong direction.

“Not your lesson stupid! You’re coming to our next class, double Geography” Ashley explained matter of factly.

They entered an empty classroom at the end of the block. “Oh good, nobody’s arrived yet. We can sit where we like” remarked Darren.

They went to the very back of the room and sat David down at a desk by the window. Tony was next to him and the other two sat just in front. Ashley fiddled with the blind until he found the right cord to raise it up, exposing them to the bright sunshine.

Soon the bell rang for the end of break and the rest of the class drifted in from outside. The other boys and girls noticed the new addition to their fifth year Geography class, and burst out laughing as they found their desks. Eventually Mrs Wilkins, the teacher for the class, entered the room.

Mrs Wilkins was a small, short-sighted woman in her late fifties. It was generally acknowledged amongst the teachers and pupils of Fairmount that this old widow was ‘a few sandwiches short of a picnic’. Nearly forty years of teaching had gradually reduced the poor woman’s mental capabilities to the extent that she often would stop in the middle of the sentence, and promptly forget what she was talking about. The school would have retired the poor dear along time ago, but there was a shortage of teachers in the county.

The old lady put down a big pile of books on her desk and collapsed on her chair.
“Good Mor – ning child – ren!” she sang loudly to the class.

“Good Mor – ning Miss – is Wil – kins!”, the whole class sang back. It was a ritual that they didn’t mind, as she was one of the few teachers who never gave them a hard time about anything. If you didn’t hand your homework in on time, Mrs Wilkins was liable to forget that she had set any, and if she did remember, all you had to say was that you’d given it to her the day before!

“Now my petals, I’ve got a lot of marking to do, so would you mind awfully reading the chapter twelve, ‘Long-shore Drift’ quietly to yourselves.” Mrs Wilkins took the first exercise book off the big stack and began her marking.
Some of the more academic minded students opened their text books while most of the class turned round and started chatting to their friends.

While the rest of the class, sat in the sweltering classroom in their rolled up shirtsleeves, blazers round the back of their chairs, David had to endure the sun’s heat magnified by the window, still fully dressed in all the itchy woollen clothes. His clammy legs stuck to his tights and skirt, and he felt the trickle of sweat run down his sides.

In desperation he tugged at the window latch. At least he could open the window and let a bit of air in, he thought. Unfortunately as this classroom was on the ground floor and there had been a lot of vandalism lately, the windows had been clamped shut by the caretaker.

Tony chuckled at David’s vain attempt to get some air and pulled a can of lemonade from his blazer pocket. “Ahh what’s the mater David, feeling a bit hot under the collar are we? Let me help you cool down a bit then.” With that, Tony shook the can of fizzy drink wildly and then held right in front of his sissy slave’s face. On opening the can, the lemonade sprayed all over David’s face and hair, covering him with the sticky liquid.
While those in the class who’d seen what happened laughed out loud, Tony pulled up the bottom of David’s thick jumper and wiped his face with the coarse woollen cloth. Some of the lemonade had dripped down David’s neck and seeped under the collar of his cheesecloth blouse.

After thirty more minutes of sitting in his scratchy sticky garments, the cross-dresser felt extremely uncomfortable. To make matters worse, he started to need the toilet. Hoping he could hold on to the end of the lesson, David squeezed his legs together under his skirt. He didn’t like the way his girl’s panties itched round his testicles and penis, but it was either that or wet himself.

Ten minutes later and the urge to pee had grown stronger rather than subsiding. He squirmed around on his seat while rivers of perspiration poured down from his thick wavy hair. His lips tasted of a mixture of lipstick and salty sweat, and his face was hot and flushed.

“Tony,” he finally whispered when he could stand it no longer. “I need to go to the toilet. Please let me out. I’m desperate!” he pleaded.

Tony had already noticed the tell-tale signs of somebody bursting for a pee, and was enjoying the suffering David was going through. “No, I don’t think so” he calmly replied. “You can wait until the end of the lesson.”

David moaned and stuck his hand over the front of his skirt and pressed his hand down over his urine filled willie. There was no way he’d last to the end of the lesson. Lunchtime wasn’t for another half an hour! He had to get out of there, and quick!

“Miss, Miss!” he shrieked, waving his spare hand in the air. Mrs Wilkins looked up from her desk and squinted as she tried to focus at the girl at the back of the class.

“Yes, what is it girl.” The classroom erupted in laughter at the half-blind teacher’s mention of ‘girl’.

David ignored the vicious looks he was getting from the three boys around him and stood up.
“Please Miss. I need the bathroom!”

“Well go on then”, answered Mrs Wilkins, who was used to her pupils leaving the class when they wanted without getting permission.

Tony leaned back in his chair to block David from getting past him, so he had no choice but to climb on his chair and then on his desk. It was a peculiar sight as the teenage boy clad in his long skirt and tights, scrambled onto his desk and then jumped down on the other side.

Mrs Wilkins gave him a strange look as he rushed past her and out the door of the classroom.
“And wipe that lipstick off while you’re there!” she called out as David left the room.
“I don’t know… girls of today!” she muttered under her breath as she went back to her marking.

David sprinted down the corridor, his full skirt billowing as he ran. His bladder had leaked a small amount of urine when he made his escape over the desk and it was now running down his tights and into his shoes. Eventually he arrived at the toilets and rushed inside.

He hurried to the long urinal, pulled down his wet tights and knickers half way down and took out his little boy cock. Holding the skirt up with his other hand he let out a long sigh as he sent a stream of piss into the trough at his feet. He was even hotter now than before, what with having just sprinted in all his hot itchy clothes. But at least he managed to save most of his pee for the toilet.

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing!” came a loud voice behind him
He quickly swung his head round to see the Deputy Headmaster, standing hands on hips, with an incredulous look on his face.

“Are the girl’s toilets not working or something. I wasn’t told…” The Deputy Head stopped in mid-sentence as he caught sight of a boy’s lipstick covered face anxiously looking back at him. He walked up to David who was still urinating strongly, and looked him up and down paying a lot attention to his little willie emptying it’s bladder.

Robert Bates was a thin man in his early forties about 6’1” tall. He was well aware that the kids called him ‘Deputy Head MASTERBATES” behind his back, but that didn’t concern him at all. He was feared by everybody, including the other teachers, and that was fine by him.

The teacher stood beside David and unzipped his fly, pulling out a long thick penis. He gave it a few pulls and soon he too was relieving himself in the urinal. “What’s your name boy?”

“Err… David Merton sir. I can explain everything!” he eagerly told the Deputy.”

“Well you can tell me up in my office. Follow me.” The teacher finished pissing and tucked his cock back in his trousers. David hastily pulled up his underwear and followed the teacher to the administration building.

David Merton’s suffering was now surely over.

 


Chapter 5 A Shoulder To Cry On


At last, thought David as he followed Mr Bates into his large office. I’ll be able to someone in authority what’s going on and all this will stop. If only I had the courage to see him when this first started, he scolded himself.

Feeling much happier, David sat down in front of the Deputy Head’s large oak desk. Instead of sitting the other side, Robert pulled another chair up to David’s and sat beside him.

“Alright now David. Do you want to tell me what’s been going on?” The teacher adopted an uncharacteristic softer tone which made David relax even more. He began to tell Robert all that had happened over the past couple of days, starting with the attack in the gym after school. He continued with events of the terrible P.E. lesson, but he left out some of the more sordid details. Some things just didn’t bare thinking about. David also omitted the episode after school with Lisa, Tracy and Cheryl, as he didn’t want to get Lisa into trouble.

As he told his story, he couldn’t help sobbing as he remembered the hurt and embarrassment that he’d gone through recently. Robert Bates put his arm round the young boy’s shoulder to comfort him as he blurted out what’d been going on. While Mr Bates cradled the crying boy, David suddenly felt the teacher’s other hand on his knee. As he continued talking and sobbing, the hand slid under his long skirt and rubbed along his thigh.

“Wha – what are you doing?” David lifted his head and looked at the Deputy Head. Robert Bates stood up and folded his arms, now looking hard faced at the schoolboy.
“I’ve listened to what you’ve said… And I don’t think I’ve ever heard a bigger pack of lies in my life!”

David’s jaw dropped and protested his innocence. “But sir, it’s true. You’ve got to believe me!” he said, totally exasperated.

“Well, I don’t. And I rather think your parents won’t believe you either, once they get to here about it.”

“No! Please… you can’t tell my dad!” David thought of his father and how he’d probably react. He’d never be able to look him in the eye again.

“Why shouldn’t I. I think he has a right to know”

“Pleeease sir”, he whined. “You can punish me all you want but please don’t tell my father”

Robert looked as if he was considering something. David looked on as the Deputy Head finally came to a decision.

“Alright, lean over the desk”, he instructed pointing to the side which wasn’t covered in papers. The tearful schoolboy did as he was told.

Mr Bates lifted up the young pup’s skirt and tucked it into the waistband. He eased David’s woollen tights down to his thighs and then did the same with his girl’s knickers. This boy’s ripe little arse is going to get a good , he thought, licking his lips in anticipation.

There was a short pause and David wondered if the teacher had changed his mind about punishing him, then…

“Smaaaack” The first blow struck. “This is…”
“Smaaaack”
“for…”
“Smaaaack” He was getting faster. “being…”
“Smaaaack”
“Smaaaack” David cried out in agony. “a…”
“Smaaaack”
“Smaaaack”
“little…”
“Smaaaack”
“Aaaaaaaagh” His arse was on fire “Smaaaack”
“Smaaaack”
“Sissy…”
“Smaaaack”
Aaaaaaaaagh” Please, no more!
“Smaaaack”
“Smaaaack”
“SLUT!”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaagh” David screamed at the top of his lungs.

The Deputy Head was breathing heavily after exerting himself so much. A vein stood out on the side of his neck and his face was nearly the same colour as the boy he’d just punished.

After a minute, Robert re-gained his composure and retrieved a tub of soothing ointment from his desk drawer. On examining the boy’s cheeks, he convinced himself that he hadn’t done any damage. David’s cheeks had turned a bright red but the skin hadn’t been broken.

Robert scooped out a large dollop of the cream with his fingers and applied equal amounts to each cheek.

David took a deep intake of breath as he felt the cool cream being rubbed gently into his burning globes. It started to feel much better and he managed to stop sobbing. He managed to take a good beating from a teacher. That was something even his father would be proud of him for.

Just then Robert took his hand away and dipped his fingers once more into the cream. But this time, the application area was David’s tight little anus. He felt a finger work it’s way into his back passage. The lubrication made it easier for Robert to add another finger to the one already invading the boy’s butt.

Now Robert wasn’t being so gentle. He pushed both fingers up to their third knuckles, slid them out and then did it several more times. David lay over the desk gripping both sides tightly with his hands until he was able to relax briefly when Robert withdrew his fingers.

The Deputy Headmaster of Fairmount Secondary School undid his trousers and pulled them down to his ankles along with his underpants. Robert’s 10″ cock proudly jutted out in front of him as he pawed some more cream, this time rubbing it over his impressive weapon.

Leaning over the frightened child he pressed his circumcised crown against the boy’s most sacred hole. With one mighty push the big slab of meat forced its way up the schoolboy’s arse.

“Aaaargh!!!!” The boys in the shower had hurt David when they buggered him, but this was something else.

Not wanting to be distracted by his screaming, Robert pulled the front of David’s jumper up and stuffed a good portion of it into the kid’s mouth.

“Chew on that” he sniggered, and thrust deeper into the young ’s shit hole.

David had no choice but to suffer the harsh, itchy sweater irritating the inside of his mouth, while his trusted teacher arse-fucked the unwilling slut.

“Ooh yeah! You little sissy boys like it up your shit holes don’t you” breathed the adult molester.

“I bet you’d like to suck my dick wouldn’t you!”

“Oh yeah, you love it up your boy cunt”

“Wearing all your sissy clothes to school, you deserve to be fucked in your tight fucking shit hole!”

The table began shaking, as Robert’s strokes became shorter and faster. David grimaced and screamed internally as his tight arse hole took a pounding from the teacher.

“Oh I’m gonna come in your arse now boy! I’m gonna fill you up with my man’s cum.”

“Here it comes up your boy cunt!”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!!!” What seemed like a gallon of the teacher’s seed shot into the thirteen-year-olds pummelled hole. Robert, totally exhausted flopped on top of the little schoolboy crushing his tiny frame beneath him.

When he’d recovered he lifted himself up and slid his tool out of the boy’s butt. Then he reached over and pulled the jumper out of his victim’s mouth. A heat rash had appeared round David’s lips and he tried to spit out the little jumper hairs in between sobbing his heart out.

Robert not quite finished with poor David, inserted two fingers back into his hole and scooped out a large amount of his spunk. That would have been bad enough, but with his other hand the perverted teacher felt for his own ring hole. After a little exertion on his part, Robert managed to force a turd far enough down his passage for his fingers to be able to break a little off the end.

Wiping the man’s cum on the shit filled fingers of his other hand, Robert approached the unsuspecting David. He forced open his mouth and rubbed the revolting mixture of shit and sperm all over David’s teeth and gums.

“Get used to it David, you’re going to eat a lot more before I’ve finished with you” the teacher promised him.

David coughed and spluttered. His face looked a right mess. Smeared red lipstick mingled with dark brown shit and the dirty white cum which had, moments earlier, been deposited in his own arse.

He was told to clean up in the bathroom and then find his school uniform.

“And you better not be late for your next lesson, my boy!” warned Robert.

The nightmare continued.

 


Chapter 6 Fancy Dress


David Merton lay on his bed staring at the crumpled piece of paper. He’d read it a dozen times since it was handed to him during the last lesson at school. It simply read:


BE AT 22 CRESWELL GARDENS TONIGHT 9:30 PM DON’T BE LATE OR YOU’LL BE VERY SORRY

MR BATES


The young schoolboy gave a long sigh and closed his eyes. Why is everyone being so horrible, he thought to himself. What have I done to make people treat me so bad?

He turned on his side and sobbed softly into his pillow. The clock on his bedside table said 7:58 pm. Allowing for the time it would take to walk there, he had an hour to decide whether he would go or not. He didn’t want to of course. What David really wanted to do was crawl into a ball and go to sleep for fifty years. Maybe by then, this whole episode in his life would be confined to a distant memory, locked away in the recess of his mind.

“David? DAVID!”

David’s eyes snapped open. His father was calling him from what sounded like the bathroom.
He scrambled onto his feet and opened the door of his bedroom.

“Yes dad?” he timidly asked. He could see Andrew Morton in the bathroom at the end of the landing. The door was half open.

“Look I’m going out”, said Andrew who was letting the water out of the sink after he’d just been shaving. “Make sure you finish your homework, and don’t stay up late”, his father told him.

David walked along the landing until he was just outside the bathroom. If only he could tell his father what had been going on. Surely he’d understand.

“Dad?” This was the time. He had to tell him. His dad would listen to him. His dad would believe him.

David’s father finished drying off his face with a small hand towel and fully opened the bathroom door. “What?”

David looked at his father. The tall, fit, athletic man stood there completely naked. His chest and legs were covered in a thick matt of dark hair. David couldn’t help focusing on the large impressive penis, which dangled loosely between the man’s legs. He stood there unembarrassed by his own nudity.

“Well?” asked Andrew, getting impatient with his son.

“Umm…” The sight of his father’s naked body threw David’s thoughts off balance. He’d seen it many times before, of course. But that was before all the bad things started happening to him.

“For Christ’s sake, David!” his father cursed as he brushed past the frozen youngster and walked into his own bedroom. “I wish you’d stop living in a daydream all the time. You’re impossible!”

David gave up and went back to his room. He flopped down on his bed once again and smashed his fist into the pillow.

Oh why couldn’t he just tell his father what had been done to him? Because he’d think you’d brought it on yourself, a voice in his head answered.

He read the note again.

A few minutes later David heard his dad shut the door of the house and drive off down the street. Now he had no choice. If he didn’t go, his life wouldn’t be worth living once he got to school the next day. He reluctantly made his decision.

Twenty-two Cresswell Gardens was a large detached house in one of the better parts of town. David walked slowly up the gravel driveway and stood at the front door. He could hear music coming from inside.

He paused, not wanting to press the doorbell. There was still time. He could turn round and go home. He’d be safe until tomorrow.

Just then the door was opened by a short attractive woman in her late thirties. She was dressed in what looked like a medieval serving wench’s dress, which showed off a great deal of the woman’s substantial bosom.

For a second David was confused, wondering if he had got the right house. But then he saw Mr Bates behind her. He too was dressed unusually, in an American motorcycle cops’ uniform complete with boots and sun glasses. It reminded David of that old TV programme CHIPS.

“Ah, our star guest has arrived, I’m glad to see” beamed the off-duty deputy headmaster with much enthusiasm. “Gloria, this is David, the boy I’ve told you so much about. David, this is Gloria, my darling wife.” Gloria Bates smiled and took David’s hand.

“Oh you poor baby, you’re shaking” she said as she led him inside the tastefully decorated house.
“Don’t be nervous” she told David, leading him straight towards the stairs. “You’re going to be wonderful”

The thirteen-year-old boy quickly caught a glimpse of other strangely dressed people through the doorway of the lounge, before he was ushered upstairs and into a bedroom.

Gloria Bates shut the door behind them and took a long look at David.

“Yes, perfect” she said brushing the hair from David’s face.

David stood nervously, wondering what was going to happen next.

“Now, David. I’ve got your costume all ready on the bed. We’ll get you into that, then I can do your face and hair.”

Costume? Of course, a fancy dress party! David breathed a sigh of relief. It all made sense. Well at least he’d be safe from Mr Bates’ attentions at a party, he decided. And the fact that his wife was here too made David feel a lot happier.

The good feeling lasted about five seconds until Gloria held up a short, pink, baby-doll nightie. It was almost fully transparent and was finished with a white lacy collar and cuffs.

“I can’t wear that. You c-can see right through it!” exclaimed David backing towards the door.

“Don’t be silly,” grinned the schoolmaster’s wife. “You’ll have underwear on underneath. She motioned to a pair of pink ,silk cami- knickers a bra, and a matching frilly suspender belt which were laid out on the bed. Next to which, was a pair of white silk stockings to complete the outfit.

David felt dizzy. No, please tell me this isn’t happening, he thought to himself. It was time to put his foot down.

“Mrs Bates. I’m sorry but I won’t put on those things on. You can’t make me and I won’t!”

Gloria’s smiling face turned and she walked towards David until she was standing inches away from his face.

“I don’t think I heard you right”, she hissed at the frightened schoolboy. David felt the venom in Mrs Bates voice as she stared coldly into the young boy’s eyes.

“You WILL get undressed, and you WILL put these things on NOW!” Before David could react, Gloria swung her arm around and smacked the back of his thigh.
“SMAAACK!”

“Owwww” David squealed and felt where the blow had landed, sending a hot stinging sensation through his body.

“Be warned, young fella. I can hit just as hard as my husband when I want to. Now are you going to get into your costume?”

David felt utterly dejected as the domineering woman glared at him, ready to issue another blow. He nodded his head slightly and began to remove his clothes.

Fifteen minutes later, Robert Bates entered the room carrying a large tumbler of scotch.
“Is our little star ready yet?” he asked his wife who was standing behind David at the dressing table.

“Nearly darling”, his wife replied cheerfully. “Just adding the final touches.” She put down a hairbrush and turned the swivel chair which David sat on, round to show her husband.

“Stand up, David. Let’s see what you look like” instructed Gloria.

The transformed young reluctantly stood up from the chair. The semi-transparent nighty ended just below his crotch and clearly showed the underwear he wore beneath. David’s face was heavily made up and Gloria had pencilled in lots of freckles on his face.

What really impressed Robert though was the blonde wig, which Gloria had fitted over David’s head. Two platted pigtails hung either side of his face enhancing the appearance.

“Bravo, bravo!” he complemented his wife as she fitted a pink bonnet over the wig and tied the ribbon under David’s chin.

The last accessory was a large dummy, which Gloria forced between the humiliated David’s lips.

“Not too much?” she asked her husband.

“No, no. I like it” he replied getting closer to the boy.

“Drink this down, David. It will help you to relax” he said, holding the glass up to David’s mouth after removing the dummy with his other hand.

David smelt the strong whisky as the glass was put to his lips. He hardly ever drank alcohol, except at Christmas when he’d have half a glass of wine with his turkey.

As he opened his mouth slightly he felt his chin being pushed upward, forcing him to gulp down the contents of the glass. The three fingers of scotch slid down the schoolboys throat making him choke as he struggled to swallow the burning liquid. He coughed and spluttered as he finished off the drink, spilling the last few drops down his chin.

Immediately David felt woozy and fell back down on the chair. The room began to spin so he shut his eyes to try and cope with the situation.

The husband and wife gave David a few minutes to recover, then stood him up.

“Feeling any better?” Gloria asked softly.

David shook his head, though the room had stopped spinning, thankfully.

“Yeah, he’s alright” decided Robert Bates, who wanted to get the show on the road.

“Time to join our guests then” said Gloria brightly, taking the dummy from her husband and popping it back into David’s mouth.

They led him downstairs and into the lounge, just off the hallway. David tried to focus as he entered the room filled with about fifteen people in various costumes of fancy dress.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Robert said loudly over the music. “I’d like to introduce you to our baby girl. She’s been asleep upstairs, but she woke up and wanted to come down and see what all the noise was about.”

The room filled with laughter at the schoolteacher’s comments.

“I’m sure you’ll all get a chance to play with her”, Robert added, mischievously.

David was finding it hard to take everything in. He gazed at the various costumed adults who moved out the way as he was taken to a child’s playpen, which had been placed in a corner of the room.

“Right, sit in there and enjoy the party” instructed Robert who sat him down on the carpet and closed the little gate.

David sat down pulling at the hem of his nighty, failing miserably to cover his pink frilly cami-knickers. He looked up through the wooden railings at the guests as they milled around, laughing and talking while consuming lots to drink. Elvis Presley laughed loudly at something a Roman Centurion said, while Wonder-woman put her arm around Henry The Eighth’s waist as they chatted to a gorilla. The combination of the whiskey he’d drank and the bizarre spectacle around him, made David feel like he was in a .

As the evening wore on, the guests became more raucous. David spied Gloria rubbing her hand along the crotch of Batman, while the caped- crusader licked her ear and squeezed her large breasts through her costume. Robert too, was busy, his hand under the tunic of the centurion who was definitely enjoying the attentions of the American cop. All round the room other couples, of various gender combinations, were fondling and kissing each other. A soldier decked out in a khaki uniform licked the exposed prick of a bald-headed monk, who in turn, nibbled hungrily at Wonder-woman’s breast which he’d pulled free of her costume.

Pretty soon the whole party had turned into an orgy. David, who was by now starting to sober up, considered sneaking out while all the guests were busy devouring each other. But before he could act on his thoughts the gorilla approached him in his playpen.

“Hello, little girlie”, the gorilla slurred his words though his mask. “Don’t be afraid of Gus The Gorilla. I’ve got something to show you.”

With that the big ape pulled down the bottom half of his costume to reveal a large thick cock that a primate wouldn’t have been ashamed of. He thrust the large weapon through the railings of the playpen in front of David’s cute made-up face.

“Now, take that dummy out of your mouth. I’ve got something better for you to suck on.” Said the drunken animal, pulling David’s head towards his member.
David dropped the dummy from his mouth in shock as he was forced towards the semi-hard prick. Before he knew it he had opened his mouth and let the aggressive ape dick slide over his tongue.

“Oh, yeah. Suck my cock, little baby girlie!” he enthused, making small bucking motions through the playpen’s opening.

David felt the mans penis grow to large proportions inside his mouth and he had no alternative but to suck the engorged meat as it slammed into the back of his throat.

While this was going on, a lot of the other partygoers had noticed the cute baby girl giving the gorilla head and they crowded round, cheering the proceedings. Somebody called out to Gloria to fetch the paddling pool.

Gloria broke off from sucking Batman’s and left the room briefly, soon to return carrying a children’s inflatable paddling pool which she placed next to the playpen.

Meanwhile a horny Red- had climbed into the playpen and was kneeling behind poor David. He was on his hands and knees still sucking the ape’s hot prick when the Cherokee (who was actually from Scotland), made his move on the sexily dressed baby girl.

The rubbed his hand along the seam of David’s knickers squeezing the young boy’s virtually hairless balls and little cock through the silky underwear. David tried to pull away but he was trapped between the and the ape, who was smashing his face against the playpen as he fucked the little sissy’s mouth.

The attacker behind him, was desperate to get at the boy’s sweet arsehole. He yanked the pink cami-knickers down to reveal the thirteen-year-olds bottom framed either side by the suspenders holding up his white sparkly stockings.

“Oh, fucking hell, what a sight!” the in full head-dress exclaimed as he ducked his face into the boy’s behind.

David squirmed as he felt a tongue lick all over his backside, finally delving between his buttocks. The Scottish who was a solicitor by day, inhaled the musky perfume of the sexy boy’s behind and let his tongue tickle the puckered little hole. Stiffening his tongue he pushed it inside the boy, sending a jolt through the schoolboy’s body.

Just then Gus the Gorilla made a sound and froze his body while a flood of his sperm hit the back of David’s throat. The pink ribbon round David’s chin strained as the boy tried to swallow the sickly seaman before he gagged on it.

Seeing this was a good time to intervene, Robert Bates shouted loudly over the noise.
“Ok everyone, it’s time our baby girl had a turn in her paddling pool”

Carried by several of the guests, David was pulled out of the playpen and sat in the blue paddling pool, which was barely two feet wide and six inches deep.

“Now there’s one thing missing here” said Robert, jerking his own penis unashamedly. “And that’s water for baby to play in!”

With that he pointed his cock and let flow a stream of hot piss, which landed on David’s chest. He began to cry maniacally as about eight other men surrounded the pool and started to urinate along with Robert. There was a sense of deja-vu as the boy suffered the indignity of being pissed on by a group of people, just as had happened to him in the school showers.

This time though, the men were joined by several women including Wonder-Woman and Gloria Bates. They bent their legs and directed a huge torrent of golden nectar, which soaked the unfortunate sissy baby girl.

Then without warning, a man dressed as The Lone Ranger, complete with white Stetson and black facemask, lifted up David’s legs and pushed them behind his head. This resulted in David’s head resting on the bottom of the pool, which was half full with liquid waste. David gasped; trying to keep his head above the level of urine as it splashed over his chin.

As the crowd cheered on, the cowboy pulled off the cami-knickers, which then gave him full access to the boy’s cute bottom. Robert and Gloria Bates held David’s legs in place behind him, while the cowboy lowered his white trousers and holster to expose a thick ten inch .

He lowered his body over the pissed-on , and pushed his hard slab of meat against the boy’s fuck hole. David was helpless to do anything as he felt the masked pervert push against his ring. After a few seconds David let out a yell and felt his bottom open up to the invading manhood.

The crowd cheered as The Lone Ranger pushed his prick further into the young boy and built up a steady rhythm. He lowered his head over the screaming schoolboy and bit down on his lipstick covered bottom lip, drawing a small amount of blood.

This sent the rest of the room wild. Any thoughts of holding back were quickly cast aside as a wave of perverted euphoria swept over all of the guests.

David, still trying to keep his head above the piss-line, didn’t expect Wonder-Woman’s naked arse lower over his face. She rubbed her shaved pussy lips over the teenage boy, pushing his nose into the wet juicy opening of her cunt. Then she sat down fully on the thirteen- year-old which sent David under the level of piss.

For ten seconds, David was totally immersed in the putrid pool of men and women’s strong piss. He frantically struggled to free himself desperate for air, but he only managed to rise up to the surface when Wonder-Woman relented and let him up.

The schoolboy was opened-mouthed trying to take in as much oxygen as possible when the woman lowered her bottom once more. This time she positioned herself so that her pink arsehole was level with David’s mouth. He looked up, wide-eyed and saw the sick woman’s puckered anus begin to expand as a foul smelling turd appeared at the opening.

David didn’t have the breath to scream as he watched, in slow motion, the chocolate flake extrude out of the woman’s shitter and towards his mouth. The dark brown log continued for about four inches until the hole closed and sliced it off at the top. It dropped straight down into the poor abused boy’s mouth.

“Wow! Fucking perfect aim!” exclaimed Robert who’d had a perfect view of the action.

“Mwaaaaarghph!” was the only stifled noise that David could make in the circumstances. He fought to shake his head to try to remove the shit, but the Centurion held his head steady.

Meanwhile, the Lone Ranger continued to fuck this junior TV, getting turned on more and more by the outrageous goings on. This was all very new to him, and he found that he enjoyed it immensely.

“Swallow it,” urged Gloria, who was being fucked from behind while she looked on, still holding onto David’s leg.

“Yeah, eat your baby food, you fucking sissy!” added the Red who was having his arse licked out by Henry the Eighth.

Robert had an idea and took his American-style truncheon from the holster by his side. He placed the end against the tip of the turd, which was sticking out of David’s mouth, and pushed down. It forced the shit into the sissy boy’s throat and David was forced to bite into the fresh crap.

The schoolboy ate up all of the disgusting meal, looked on by his abusers. David knew that he’d be physically sick in a few minutes if he wasn’t careful, so he tried not to consider the fact that he’d just eaten a woman’s fresh faeces straight from her shit dispenser.

The crowd looked on at the boy, heavily made-up, sporting a yellow piss-stained wig under a pretty pink bonnet. His stocking covered legs were pulled up over his head, in-between which, The Lone Ranger thrust his ten inch man-meat into the sissy slut’s pubescent arse.

The cowboy was getting very hot in his outfit, and so pulled off his Stetson hat. As he fucked the sissy boy harder and harder, the sweat poured under his mask and obscured his vision. A helpful woman, who’d been egging him on, pulled the black mask up off the lone Ranger and let it snap back over his forehead.

David looked into the face of his rapist and screamed.

“Daaaaaaaad!!”

The room went silent.

Andrew Merton stopped in mid stroke, his prick halfway inside his own son’s passage.

“David?” he asked, incredulously, trying to see through the make-up and shit-stained mouth of the young boy he was buggering.

“Yes it’s meeeeee!” David cried in a high-pitch barely audible voice.

“Oh fuck” said Andrew quietly. Then loudly, “Oh fucking hell, I’m fucking my own boy!” He pushed his big prick in right up to his balls.

“I’m screwing my own sissy boy’s little arse!” he shouted as he withdrew his weapon most of the way.

“Aaaaaargh!!!” David screamed and screamed. This is impossible, he thought! This has to be a nightmare! The one person who should have been protecting him from these evil people is as bad as they are. No, worse! My daddy’s raping my bottom!

“Jesus Christ, yes!” cried Robert Bates as it sunk in around the room, just what was actually happening. What a turn on! He jerked quickly on his own aching member and came violently, spraying his hot cum over the astonished boy’s face. Several other guys followed suit, covering the thirteen-year-olds shit-stained face with their own portion of spunk.

Andrew was turned on more than he’d ever been in his life. He fucked his son harder and harder, deeper and deeper, until he felt his own reservoir of sperm rise from his balls.

“Oh yeah! I’m fucking cumming! I’m shooting up my sissy boy’s shit shoot! Can you feel daddy’s spunk!” he screamed as he thrust his hard meat up his son’s fuck-hole all the way and exploded into his bowels. “Aaaaaaaaargh!!” Andrew Merton came harder than he’d ever had before. As he did so, he lowered his face to his son’s and forced his tongue into his offspring’s lipstick, spunk and excrement covered mouth.

David lay there crying as the rest of the room applauded his father’s extraordinary performance.

 


Chapter 7 Double Trouble


The train gave a jolt and woke a blurry-eyed David Merton from his fitful sleep. He rubbed his eyes and squinted at the bright sunlight beaming through the dirty window as the train made its rhythmic journey along the tracks.

The young teenager’s thoughts flashed back to the night before. He couldn’t remember much of the events at Mr Bates’ house, which was probably a good thing. But one image that David couldn’t forget, was the look on his father’s face as it changed from confusion and disbelief, to that of a demonic lust, as he ejaculated into his son’s behind. David put his hands to his head and tried to erase the vision from his mind.

Early that morning, David had found himself naked and smelling of soap, in his own bed at home. His father walked into his bedroom at 8:00 am and told him matter of factly that he’d arranged for him to stay with his mother for a couple of days. There was no mention of the previous night’s depraved events. David nodded his head and packed a small suitcase with a few clothes. After which his father drove him in silence to the station.

And so, the thirteen-year-old schoolboy was sat on a train heading for England’s south coast. This was the he’d visited his mother after the divorce. The big house that the family had lived in was sold and both parents moved out of the area. His mother, Louise, and his fifteen-year-old sister Kathy, to a small seaside town on the south coast whilst he and his dad stayed inland 200 miles where Andrew Merton had started a new job.

After two and a half-hours, David finally reached his destination. The blue sky and warm sunshine made him feel a lot happier as he left the train and found a taxi rank outside the station. He gave the driver his mother’s address and looked out the window at all the holidaymakers who were making the most of a lovely English summer. Well I could have been stuck in school today, he mused. Life seemed so much better than he’d thought only a short time before.

After a ten minute drive the taxi pulled into a quiet cul-de-sac on the outskirts of the town. As the driver retrieved his suitcase from the boot, David looked up to see a few seagulls squawking as they glided through the air. The sea can’t be that far away, he thought, as he smiled and paid his fare.

The doorbell was answered almost immediately by the attractive thirty-four year old who was David’s mother. Sarah Collins, she’d reverted back to her maiden name after the divorce, was at 5’7″ over a foot taller than her son. Her classical beauty and terrific figure always filled David with awe whenever he saw her and this was no exception.

“David darling!” she cried, and opened her arms to greet her son. David hugged his mother, taking in the smell of her perfume as she pressed her large bosom against the young boy’s chest. She was dressed in a thin cotton T-shirt and shorts which showed off her tanned shapely legs to perfection.

Eventually Sarah let go of her son David and looked at her watch. “Oh Damn, I’m sorry baby but I’m running late. This was all a bit of a surprise you know, coming over today. Not that I’m not pleased to see you of course!” She smiled at her son and gave him a quick sloppy kiss on the lips before rushing out the door. “I’ll see you tonight. Kathy’s inside somewhere. Ask her to make you some lunch.” she called as she hurried down the driveway and jumped into her car.
David was left standing in the doorway as his mum drove off down the street. He hadn’t even said hello.

Dropping his suitcase in the hall, David walked around the ground floor of the house finding it empty. His mother and sister had been living there for several months and so it was in less of a mess than his own home was. The two women had decorated the house in a very relaxed style, which gave it a homely feel. David began to wish that he stayed with his mother after the divorce, but at the time he felt closer to his Dad. Perhaps he didn’t want his father to be on his own.

After climbing the stairs, David stepped quietly along the landing, feeling almost like a burglar. He heard a noise coming from beyond the door at the end of the landing, and put his ear up against the door.

“You know I want to see you today Gary, but its not much fun when we have to drag your brother around with us all the time”

There was a pause whilst Kathy Collins listened to Gary on the other end of the line.
“Oh and how am I going to do that. You know I hardly know anyone around here that well.” Her voice was getting more exasperated and she huffed as Gary continued to talk to her. “Well I do to.”
Pause
“Ok, I’ll try.”
Pause
“Yeah, I’ll call you back in half an hour.” Pause
“Bye.”

David listened as Kathy slammed the phone down. “Shit!”

A few moments later Kathy swung open her bedroom door to find her younger brother standing in the doorway. “Jesus Christ!”
Kathy who was dressed only in a light blue bra and panties, was startled by the sight of her brother and then angry that he’d been standing there listening to her conversation. The dazzling fifteen year old pulled her brother into the room and then wrestled him to the floor. She forced him onto his back, straddling his chest and pinning down the top of his arms with her knees. David lay there trapped by his own sister, looking up at her young mound only inches from his face. He smelt the slight aroma of her snatch as she towered over him, her impressive breasts, which she’d inherited from her mother, obscuring David’s view of his sister’s face

David couldn’t help feeling rather aroused by the proximity of his face to his sister’s cunt. The boy’s little four inch dick started to swell in his pants and he was sorely tempted to plant a kiss on Kathy’s tight panty crotch. He was brought back to his senses by his sister’s voice.

“Well little brother, mum’s not going to be too pleased with you when I tell her you’ve been listening at my door!”

“Kathy, I’m sorry” David squealed, “Please don’t tell mum, I really don’t want to get into trouble right now.” The trapped schoolboy felt the tears well up in his eyes as he thought about his mother. He didn’t want her to be cross with him, especially now. He’d began to think that living with his mum instead of his dad was definitely the better option, and he didn’t want to screw up his chances by making her cross with him the first day he arrived.

“You should have thought of that before you did it then,” said Kathy, who was a little surprised at how scared her brother was by her threat to tell on him. She’d always been able to dominate David, both physically and mentally, whilst still maintaining an almost angelic appearance to her mother and father who were proud of their pretty daughter who excelled in most things. Some things didn’t change, she thought. Her baby brother was still a little sissy.

“I was just on my way to the toilet when I caught you. Maybe this will teach you a lesson.”
With that Kathy shut her eyes and concentrated. A moment later David saw a wet patch growing on his sister’s silky panties, until a stream of yellow urine poured out of the girls knickers and onto the boy’s face.

“Drink it David! Drink it, or I’ll pull down my panties and shit on you as well!”

David thought back to the night before and quickly opened his mouth. Although he was by now quite accustomed to the taste of urine, he still gagged at the acidic river of human waste which his sister aimed down his throat. When the flow stopped Kathy put her hands underneath her brother’s head and lifted him towards her soaked panties.

“Now, be a good baby brother and suck the rest of my pee-pee from my panties” she instructed in a baby-like voice of her own.

Kathy’s pussy was by now totally visible through her transparent wet knickers. David put his mouth against his wicked sister’s cunt and began to suck through the fabric, his mouth pressing against her hot lips. The teenage girl felt her juices begin to flow as she rubbed her mound up and down against her brother’s lips.

Turning her head round she noticed the small lump in her brother’s jeans. She reached round with one hand and unzipped the 501’s, to reveal David’s little four-inch cock pressing up against his underpants.

“Well what do we have here?” she asked peeling down the front of the bright red underpants. She uncovered the small hairless cock and gave out a little chuckle as she held it between a finger and thumb. “It’s not exactly a is it?” she laughed at her brother who’s face was still trapped between her legs. “Christ, if it was any smaller I’d have a baby sister instead of a brother. You’re built like a little girl!” Kathy laughed loudly at her own joke, and then the idea hit her.

She released David from her clutches and laid down on her side beside her brother who was trying to restore the feeling into his aching arms.

“You might be able to redeem yourself, little brother, and if you do what I say, I might not tell Mum what a naughty boy you’ve been.”

David looked suspiciously at his sister, wiping the remnants of her urine from his face with the sleeve of his T-shirt.

“Wh-what have I got to do?” he asked cautiously, reaching down to pull up his pants and cover his shrinking member. His sister laughed at his boy cock when it was hard, so he didn’t need her to ridicule it even further in its softened state.

“Not much really. Gary, the boy I was talking to on the phone, is staying here on holiday with his family. Problem is, everywhere he goes, he has to take his younger brother Scott with him.”

“And you want me to make friends with Scott. How old is he?” David asked, feeling a little more relaxed.

“Oh, Scott’s fourteen I think. Gary’s much older though, he’s seventeen and oh so dishy!” A glazed look came over his sister’s eyes as she thought about the young stud who she’d met in town a few days earlier.

David felt a tinge of jealousy at his sister’s words and quickly continued the conversation.
“Well I don’t mind us all going around together, if that’s what you want.” He needed to keep his sister happy if he wanted a chance to ask his Mum if he could move in with them.

“Good! Erm… only there’s just one thing” Kathy twirled her finger over her brother’s chest and down over the top of his jeans. “Gary says Scott really wants a girlfriend. Seeing Gary with me makes it worse of course. And it’s making him really miserable.”

David was beginning to realise where the conversation was going.

“So Gary says if I can’t find someone to double-date with Scott, then he won’t be able to see me. His Mum and Dad have insisted on it, can you believe it?”

“No! No, no, no, no, no, no!”

Kathy gave a wry smile
“We’ll see about that.”


Thirty minutes later, Kathy burst into the spare room where David was using as a bedroom.
“It’s on! We’re meeting Gary and Scott outside their hotel in forty minutes.”
She looked at her brother and grinned excitedly.

“Look Kathy, I really don’t think I can go through with this!” David pleaded. He was sitting on his bed, dressed in a red and white polka- dot bikini, his hair in curlers.

“Nonsense! once I’ve finished doing your hair and make-up you’ll look just like a girl”

“And what about this?” David pointed to the small but visible lump in the front of his bikini briefs.

“You’ll be wearing shorts most of the time, but if you’re really worried we’ll do something about it.” A mischievous grin came over Kathy’s face and she ducked out the room.

A couple of minutes late, Kathy returned with spool of black masking tape, which they’d used for securing boxes during the move. She pulled David to his feet and peeled down the bikini bottoms.

David blushed as his sister instructed him to open his legs and tuck his tiny dick and balls between his legs. Kathy then unravelled some of the tape and cut the end off with some scissors. Then she fixed it to the base of David’s boy cock and taped it underneath, holding her brother’s meagre manhood out of sight.

“There!” Kathy exclaimed, pulling up the bikini. “You can’t see anything at all now”

David flopped down resignedly on the bed and wondered how he’d got himself into this situation yet again.


Twenty minutes later the two girls, who could have been sisters, walked out of the house and towards the main part of town. They both wore shorts, which showed the cheeks of their bottoms from behind, and bikini tops, one nicely filled with flesh and the other contrastingly flat. On their feet, the pair wore flat shoes and no socks.

Kathy had styled David’s hair similarly to her own, putting more feminine waves into the already wavy hair. His make-up was very subtly done, just a small amount of eyeliner to emphasise David’s long thick lashes, and a light application of pale pink lipstick.

As they made their way to the boys’ hotel near the sea front, the two youngsters attracted a lot of attention from passers by. It wasn’t unusual to see girls skimpily dressed at a seaside resort, but even so, these two were a knockout! Men and boys struggled to decide which of the two they’d rather fuck given the choice. The older of the two was very appealing but there was something about the younger girl which made her very sexy to the onlookers.

“See, I told you”, Kathy whispered to her brother. “No-one can tell you’re a boy. This is going to be fine!”

David wished he shared his sister’s confidence, as he felt a hundred eyes gawking at his scantily dressed body.

“Now, we’re going to have to give you a name”, said Kathy thinking of a suitable choice. “I know, how about Della?”

“Great” replied David without much enthusiasm. He was getting nervous about meeting Gary and especially Scott.

“Well I like it, and besides it’s similar to your own name, so it’ll be easier to remember” said Kathy, pleased with her own logical thinking.

As they neared the entrance of the hotel Kathy turned to her brother. “You know Scott’s really looking forward to meeting you. He’s quite sweet you know, almost as dishy as his brother!”

David wondered why his sister thought it important to him that Scott was good looking. It wasn’t as if this was a date! The sooner it was over, the better!

The two girls walked into the grounds of the hotel. Kathy had been there before, so she knew her way around and led her brother/sister round to the pool area where she’d arranged to meet the boys.

David followed his sister as they walked along the edge of the hotel pool. More looks and the occasional wolf-whistle were attributed to the pair as they sought out Gary and Scott. Suddenly Kathy stopped and waved. They weaved their way between the sunbeds scattered around the pool until they stopped next to four in a row.

A handsome boy, wearing a pair of swimming shorts, got up and smiled pleasantly.
“Hi, Kathy. Glad you could make it” The dark haired seventeen year old sported a good tan on his well toned body.

“Me too. This is Della, my sister.” Kathy grinned and put her arm round David’s shoulders pulling him from behind her where he was trying to hide.

An older couple who were obviously Gary’s parents put down the books they’d been reading and smiled at the two girls.

“Hello again Mr and Mrs Cairns” beamed Kathy demurely.

David tried to smile too as the introductions were made. He was wondering where Scott was. Maybe he’s changed his mind, David thought, crossing his fingers in hope.

“Ah, and here’s Scott” said Mrs Cairns, pointing to a boy just climbing out of the swimming pool. Scott Cairns was a slightly smaller version of his brother. They fourteen year old wasn’t quite so developed as Gary, but even so, David could tell that he was pretty fit. Scott ran over to the group and grabbed a towel.

“Hello again Scott”, said Kathy, “This is my sister Della.”

Scott looked at David appreciatively and produced a nervous smile. “Hi Della”

“Hello Scott”, David replied feeling his throat dry up.

Gary and Scott slipped on some beach shoes, and the foursome left for the beach. Kathy and Gary had planned this over the telephone.

As they made their way to the sandy beach, only a few minutes walk away, Gary took hold of Kathy’s hand. Walking behind, David was acutely embarrassed when Scott copied his brother and slipped his fingers through his.

“You’re really pretty, you know” Scott nervously told David. The cross-dressed boy turned bright red, and mumbled a thank you at his date’s compliment. Oh my God, how am I going to get through today, he thought.

The two couples walked along the promenade hand in hand until they spotted a quiet stretch of beach. They walked down the stone steps and selected a spot on the beach fairly close to the sea. Gary and Scott laid out some large beach towels and they all sat down.

David’s heart began to beat fast when he saw Kathy strip off her shorts to reveal her bikini bottoms underneath. Scott looked at him expecting him to do the same, but David just sat on the towel with his knees against his chest. Kathy noticed this and scolded her brother.

“Come on Della, take your shorts off” she said, and then quietly to Gary, “She’s a little shy you know.”

Gary nodded and smiled.
“Hey Della, come on you’ve got a great body like your sister. Take off your shorts and we can all sunbathe for a while.”

David reluctantly removed the shorts and lay down next to Scott, who smiled affectionately. Both boys got out a tube of sun-cream and started to apply it to their bodies. “Here I’ll do that” said Kathy, taking the lotion from Gary. “Ok, but only if I can do you afterwards.” They both laughed at the double-entendre.

Scott looked over to David who new what was going to happen next. He felt obliged to copy his sister and took the sun cream from Scott’s hand. Scott grinned and lay back on the towel. Squirting a little onto Scott’s chest, David started to rub the thick cream into his hard body. He moved his hand over Scott’s nipples and down to his stomach. David looked over to Kathy and Gary who were busy kissing each other as Kathy continued to rub her hands over Gary’s body.

Suddenly David felt Scott grab his hands and pull it under the waistband of his shorts. His hand came into contact with Scott’s growing penis which David could tell, was much larger than his own.

“Scott!” David hissed as he withdrew his hand quickly from Scott’s hard prick.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it!” whispered David’s date. “You’re so sexy, you’re making me hard!”

David quickly turned onto his front. “Put some cream on me” he said, trying to distract attention from Scott’s dick.
Scott gave a dirty laugh at David’s badly worded request and David cringed as he realised what he’d just said.

“Certainly miss.” Scott pushing a large blob of suntan lotion on David’s back just below his bikini strap. David couldn’t help relaxing and closing his eyes as Scott rubbed his hands sensuously over his back. Then he moved down David’s sides and slipped under the cups of his bikini top, his greasy fingers circling David’s nipples.
After a couple of minutes Scott returned one hand to David’s back and this time moved his fingers down along his spinal column until he slipped his fingertips just below the bikini’s waistband.

David began to panic and lifted his head up. “Scott, I’ve got to tell you something,” he whispered to the highly turned-on fourteen-year-old.

“What is it gorgeous?”

David hesitated and looked over at Kathy who looked back out of the corner of her eye as Gary lay on top of her grinding his body against hers.

“Scott, I’m having my period. Please don’t touch me down there” David finally whispered.

Scott was visibly disappointed at first but then he leaned over to David’s face.
“Ok Della, I understand. But it doesn’t mean we can’t do other things does it.”
Before David could reply Scott kissed him passionately on the lips, forcing his tongue into the other boy’s mouth.

David could see Kathy and Gary watching their younger brothers and “sisters” making out on the beach beside them. He broke away the kiss and went back to sunbathing while Scott decided to finish where he left off.

The handsome boy again slipped his hand under the waistband of David’s bikini and felt the tight cheeks of the girl he was besotted with. Then he re-applied some cream and pushed his fingers down the crack of David’s arse cheeks. Scott’s index finger found his girlfriend’s tight anus and rubbed the entrance with his greasy finger.

David inadvertently felt his little cock start to grow as the unsuspecting Scott continued in some bottom play with the girl of his dreams. His brother had told him that girls sometimes liked to have their bottoms fingered and even have boys shove their dicks up there on some occasions.

Scott wished they weren’t on the beach now, but somewhere more private so that he could fuck this little beauty up her arsehole. Scott was a virgin and it didn’t seem quite right that his first fuck could be up a girls bottom, but his hard prick was telling him that it would like to be stuck in any hole. He needed some relief.

As the young boy worked his finger into David’s bottom, David felt the masking tape that was keeping his privates private begin to come loose as his little dick strained against its confinement. As Scott leaned over, nuzzling David’s ear, the bikini-clad schoolboy felt his little penis spring out from under his legs and begin pushing into the sand. David was now unable to turn over without giving away his secret.

“Oh Della, I wish I could fuck you up there. Oh God, I’m so hot for you.” Scott whispered in David’s ear.

David was panicking. He had to do something soon or he’d be found out and then he’d have to suffer the wrath of his sister and Gary and Scott.
“Scott, I’m getting hot. Why don’t we go for a swim.” David suggested turning on to his side away from Scott.

Before Scott could say Ok, David sprung up and sprinted into the sea, not stopping until the water was up to his waist and covering his hard-on. Fortunately the cold water of the English Channel also had the desired effect of shrinking David’s penis back to its normal tiny size.

A few moments later Scott joined David and they swam for a while in the chilly sea. Eventually Scott trapped David in his legs and drew the sissy schoolboy to him. He put his arms around David’s shoulders and kissed him lightly at first and then strongly on his lips and neck.

“Della, I really like you” said Scott gazing intently into his beautiful girl’s eyes.
David gulped and dropped his head “I like you too Scott” he managed to mumble, not wanting to hurt the boy’s feelings. It felt rather peculiar to be the subject of another boy’s infatuation.

They held each other for a few minutes and then swam back to shore. Kathy and Gary were starting to get dressed and pack up the things. Scott held David’s hand as they ran out of the sea and grabbed the towels.

“Come on you love-birds. We’ve got to get back to the hotel. Gary’s parents are expecting us.” Said Kathy who was obviously enjoying the humiliated look on her brother’s face as Scott continued to plant kisses on him as he dried him off. They finished dressing and walked back to the hotel again, Scott putting his arm round David’s shoulder in a protective manner.

When they reached the hotel, Gary went to reception and came back with a big grin on his face.

“Guess what! Mum and Dad have gone off shopping with another couple. The note says they’ll be gone for another two hours.”

“I think its time we saw your boys room then”, giggled Kathy ignoring the angry look given by her brother.

David had no choice but to follow the others into the lift that would take them up to the boys’ hotel room. As they stood in the small lift, David suddenly felt a hand reach under the bottom of his shorts and squeeze his bum cheek. He looked round at Scott, about to say something, when he realised Scott was standing there with his arms folded, reading a poster stuck on the side of the lift. He glanced round behind him and saw a smiling Gary.

Oh no, thought David, now they’re both after me!

They got out on the sixth floor and walked along the corridor ’til they reached the boys’ room, which the two brothers shared. The room was quite small consisting of two beds separated by a bedside table and an adjoining bathroom. David immediately slipped inside and bolted the door firmly behind him.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, David decided that he could still pass as a girl despite the fact that he’d been swimming in the sea. He took down his shorts and bikini bottoms and tried to tape his balls and penis back between his legs again, but the masking tape was now not sticky enough to do its job. So much for jumping in the sea, thought David. He would just have to make sure that he kept his shorts on and Scott’s hands out of them, he decided.

When he finally emerged from the bathroom David saw Kathy and Gary naked on top of one of the beds. His sweet older sister was stroking Gary’s large erection while he fingered her pussy, which was covered by a lightly haired bush. Gary looked up from the bed and grinned at David’s stunned expression as he viewed the naked couple. David’s penis started to grow again inside his shorts despite his best efforts to stay limp. He hurried outside to the balcony where Scott was sitting, drinking a Coke.

“Do you want some Della?” he offered David as he sat down beside him on a plastic chair.
David accepted and took a gulp from the cold can that Scott had just retrieved from the room’s fridge. They sat there for a few minutes, while Scott asked David all sorts of questions about things which David fielded as best he could. Then Scott leaned over towards his date and kissed the girl he’d fallen for.

Scott’s hands roamed over David’s body, undoing his bikini top and letting it drop to the floor. He bent down and took one of David’s nipples into his mouth and gently sucked and nibbled on it until it stood up.
“Let’s lay down inside” said Scott breathing heavily.

He pulled David inside with him and onto the vacant bed. David couldn’t help but stare at Gary fucking his sister in the missionary position, her legs clasped around the boy’s buttocks as he pounded into her.

“Oh yes Gary. Fuck me hard!” screamed Kathy, “Oh God, you’re so good, yes that’s it! Fuck meeeeee!”

Scott too was mesmerised by the older pair’s performance and it was making him extra horny too. He slipped off his shorts and David got to see Scott’s not unimpressive equipment for the . His cock was already hard of course, and he took David’s hand and placed it round his throbbing prick. David reluctantly began stroking Scott’s penis while the fourteen year old leaned back and groaned in pleasure.

Scott knew that the sight of his brother fucking a girl on the next bed and the attentions of his own new-found girlfriend would mean that he’d come pretty soon. He wanted to have more than a wank though before he shot his load. Scott pulled David’s head down to his dick until the other boy’s lips were touching the swollen crown of his cock.

“Please Della, suck me!” begged Scott as he felt David’s head try to pull away.
David looked up at the pleading eyes of his date. He was in an emotional turmoil. David felt sorry for the unknowing Scott but at the same time he was repulsed by the thought of sucking another boy’s penis.

Fighting back the tears, David lowered his head over the young boy’s cock and enveloped the boy’s six inch member with his lips.

Kathy had been watching what was going on and the sight of her young brother dressed as a girl, sucking another boy’s cock, took her over the edge.
“Ooooooh Aaaaaaagh Yesssssssssss!!!” she screamed, as she came violently.

This set Scott off. He could hold out no longer and held David’s head over his cock as he began to spasm. David felt the sweet creamy juice ejaculate from Scott’s prick and shoot into the back of his throat.

“Way to go bro-err sister!” shouted Kathy quickly correcting her mistake before anyone noticed.

“Wow look at your little sister swallow that spunk!” cried Gary who was still humping Kathy.

“Why don’t you come in her mouth as well?” suggested Kathy, who was really getting off on the situation.

Gary looked at the fifteen-year-old tart he was screwing, in disbelief.
“You mean you’d let me cum in your little sister’s mouth?”

“Yeah, sure I want you to. Besides you can’t cum in me. I’m not on the pill.”
Gary looked over at his brother. “Scott?” he asked simply.

Scott wasn’t all that happy about the idea, but he knew better than to argue with his elder brother. He nodded his head in ascent.

Gary immediately pulled out of Kathy’s pussy and pulled David over to his bed. Laying him down so his head was just below his sister’s twat, the oldest one of the group straddled poor David who had a close up view of Gary’s impressive manhood glistening with the juices of his sister’s cunt.

“Ok little girl, suck this lollipop!” said Gary as he fed his eight inches into the tearful sissy boy.

David sucked his sister’s distinctive tasting cum juice that she’d just secreted. Kathy was getting very excited once more and lowered herself down a bit further so that her cute bottom was resting on the top of her brother’s head. Gary took the hint and shoved his dick back into the older sister’s messy cunt and thrust a couple of times before again withdrawing. With a fresh coating of love juice on his dick, Gary once again slapped his meat into the crying Della/David.

“Oh yeah, suck my dick Della! Suck your sister’s cum off my hot dick!”
Meanwhile Kathy had another idea that would humiliate her sissy little brother even more. She turned over on to her hands and knees and pulled her buttocks wide apart exposing her pink arsehole to Gary.

“Stick it in my arse baby!” she cried, willing her boyfriend to violate her most sacred hole. Gary didn’t need a second invitation and removed his prick a second time from David’s mouth. He lined it up against the moist tight opening and pushed until the head of his prick breached the elasticated ring around Kathy’s hole.

Slowly Gary pushed his weapon up the young girl’s passage until he felt something blocking his way. “Don’t stop honey, that’s just some of my shit. Oh yeah, that feels so dirty”
Gary had never encountered such a perverted couple of sisters before, but he wasn’t complaining. He pushed his prick all the way into Kathy’s bottom, breaking up her turds with his battering ram.

“Now feed it to Della!” cried Kathy, who was busy fingering her cunt while Gary had been fucking her arse.

Gary slid his cock out of the girl’s arse-hole and had to cringe at the sight of his prick covered in dark chunks of girl shit. Nevertheless he did find the thought of feeding his crap-caked member to Kathy’s sister’s mouth a tremendous turn-on. The seventeen-year- old stud holding David’s horrified head still with one hand, pushed his shitty prick against David’s lips.

The TV teenager screamed and cried as Gary forced the chocolate covered shit-stick into David’s mouth until it hit the back of his throat. Gary felt a large amount of spunk rising from his sac and pushed even further so that the tip of his cock was pressing against David’s adam’s apple and his balls were slapping against the young child’s chin.

With that Gary let out a loud scream and pumped out his thick creamy baby making fluid directly down David’s throat turning the spurting waste-covered dick into a shit and cum éclair.

David struggled to swallow all of the sperm and excrement and ended up bringing some of it up and letting it spill out of his mouth and all over the rest of his face.

Scott sat on his bed not knowing what to think about the sweet thirteen-year-old girl who he’d taken to the beach and held hands with, as the same little girl tried to recover from her ordeal.

Della just wasn’t the girl he thought she was.

How right Scott was.

 


Chapter 8 Mum’s The Word


David Merton shut his eyes and let his head sink through the bubbles that floated on top of the bath water. Emersing himself in the warm water below, the boy allowed himself to escape from the cruel world in which he’d been decreed as a plaything of his tormentors. For a few seconds while he held his breath, the schoolboy felt safe from the outside world.

After his sister’s boyfriend had finished ejaculating down his throat and rolled off the abused youngster, David had freaked. He’d scrambled off the bed and ran out of the hotel room before anyone could stop him. Not bothering with the lift, David dashed down the many flights of stairs and emerged in the hotel lobby.

The cross-dressed teenager, his mouth and face stained with sperm and faeces, ignored the strange looks he received and continued out of the hotel. David kept running despite feeling that his lungs were close to bursting. He had to get away.

Finally he made it back to his Mother’s house, relieved that he’d remembered the way. Suddenly though, panic swept through the young boy’s mind when he realised that he didn’t have a door key. His Mother’s car wasn’t parked outside which was a good thing really. He didn’t want her to see him in the state he was. But on the other hand, he was locked out!

David walked round the side of the house and climbed over the fence. To his great relief, the sliding patio door had been left unlocked and David rushed upstairs to the bathroom where he stripped and ran the bath. While the bath water ran he washed his face and cleaned his teeth several times to try rid himself of the foul stench and taste of his sister’s excrement.

Underwater, David tried to block out the evil events which had marred his first day at the coast. After holding his breath for as long as he could, he raised himself up and broke through the surface of the water. He gasped for air and felt his ears pop as the bubble bath sizzled around him.

Just then the bathroom door swung open and Sarah Collins rushed inside.

“Ah! Oh Jesus, you scared the shit out of me!” exclaimed David’s Mother, putting her hand to her chest. “Look, I need to pee and the downstairs toilet is out of action. You don’t mind do you?” asked Sarah with an anxious look on her face.

“No, Of course not mum” David replied, covering his groin area with his hand.

His Mother was dressed in the same shorts and T-shirt as when he’d seen her earlier. David didn’t know where to look when his Mother unzipped her shorts and pulled them down to her knees, followed by a pair of skimpy cotton panties. He couldn’t help noticing the dark patch of pubic hair covering his Mother’s snatch as she sat down on the toilet opposite the bathtub.

“Aaaaaah, that’s better” sighed Sarah, letting a stream of urine splash noisily into the bowl below. Her son turned and looked down, embarrassed by her lack of modesty.

“So, what have you been up to?” asked Sarah as she continued to urinate.

“Umm, not much” was all David could reply.

“Where’s Kathy?” Sarah’s peeing was becoming more intermittent as her bladder emptied.

“She – erm… went out, I think” offered David, hoping his Mother wouldn’t keep up her questioning.

Sarah tore off some toilet paper and put her hand between her legs. David’s eyes were drawn to the sight of his Mother wiping her pussy just a few feet away.

“And what are they doing here?” Sarah pointed at the pile of clothes on the floor. Before David could say or do anything, Sarah leant over and picked up the bikini top, holding it in her hand while giving her son a questioning look.

“I – err…” David was speechless. He couldn’t tell his Mother that Kathy had forced him to wear the girl’s clothes. His sister would punish him severely if he landed her in it. He tried to think up an excuse but in the end all he could do was lower his head and start to cry.

Sarah stood and pulled up her knickers and shorts. She knelt down next to the bath and put her arm around her naked son.

“Aww baby, don’t cry. So you like to wear women’s clothes. It’s ok. I understand”

“But –“ David tried to protest but his Mother continued.

“Shhh, it’s alright baby. Mummy doesn’t mind.” She pulled David closer to her, pressing his wet head against her breast.

Despite Sarah’s wrong deduction, David allowed himself to be comforted by his Mother. He felt her large warm bosom heave against his face. At least she’s nice to me, he thought.

After a couple of minutes Sarah released her son and stood up. “Now I’m all wet” she said smiling and promptly reached down and pulled her T-shirt over her head. Sarah’s large breasts jiggled in her white lacy bra, her nipples visible to David through the thin material which also looked to be damp.

“Come on. I think you’d better get out of that bath before you shrivel up like a prune” instructed Sarah, reaching for a towel from the rail hanging over the radiator.

David reluctantly stood up, trying to keep a hand over his genitals as he did so, which wasn’t easy. Sarah reached over and pulled out the plug while her son climbed out of the bath.

She held the towel in her hands and began to dry David’s head and shoulders. Next the attractive thirty–four-year-old rubbed the fluffy towel over his shoulders and back, brushing his arms out of the way when she moved round to his front.

“Oh, don’t be shy David. I am your Mother, after all!” She gave out a little chuckle. “I haven’t done this since you were little, have I?”

David blushed as his Mother knelt down and dried around his little cock and balls, and then reached underneath and rubbed along the crack of his bottom. After making sure that her son was dry all over, Sarah Collins took the boy’s hand and led him naked onto the landing and along to her bedroom. David allowed himself to be laid face down on the bed where he snuggled up, sinking his head into the soft pillows. He had to admit that it felt nice having his Mother make a fuss over him.

Sarah stroked her son’s damp hair and let a hand gently trail down his back and into the cleft of his buttocks. David couldn’t help feeling slightly aroused as his mum massaged his bum cheeks, letting her index finger brush along past his anus. It felt nice and cosy, lying on his Mother’s bed being pampered by the scantily clad Mother of two.

“David, just lie there and relax” Sarah whispered to her little boy as she stood up and left the room. David felt totally at ease and felt himself drifting off to sleep. The frantic events of the last few days were catching up with the young schoolboy and a few minutes later he was fast asleep.

David felt himself dreaming. The week’s events flashed past him in broken fragments. He saw Tony Gate’s face greedily staring at him as the handsome older boy pulled down his underpants in the gym. Then his thoughts fast-forwarded to when he was running around the school playing field, dressed in a gymslip. The taunting faces of his classmates and the girls playing hockey entered his mind to torment him yet again. The gorgeous Lisa Sheridan smiled demurely as she bent over and showed her firm, tight buttocks encased in a pair of skimpy satin panties. This image was soon replaced by that of an ecstatic Mr Bates, the deputy headmaster, pushing his manhood up David’s passage, thrusting deeply into the boys bowels. Only it wasn’t Mr Bates. The face changed to that of his father, just before he pumped his man seed into his own son’s arse.

It was uncanny. It was almost as if he could feel Andrew Merton’s large prick pressing against his tight ring. He could feel the stabbing pain that accompanied the rape of his precious opening.

The pain increased and David felt himself awaken, expecting the nightmare to end. His eyes opened but the pain was still there. He tried to move his arms but they were held in place either side of him.

As David twisted his head to his side, reality caught up with him. There behind him was his Mother. She was totally naked except for a large strap-on attached round her waist, which she was pushing playfully against his arse.

Then David noticed that whereas his Mother had removed all her clothes, she had dressed him in an assortment of women’s underwear. He was wearing some sheer black stockings and suspender belt, over which he adorned a pair of black silky French knickers. Only the cami-knickers were the open crotch type that allowed his Mother access to his baby-white arse. The lingerie was complemented with a matching silky bra that was fitted so tight it dug into David’s sides.

Sarah Collins saw that her son was awake and leaned over so that her face was practically next to his. David struggled to free himself but the silk scarves attached to his arms and legs were securely fastened. He wasn’t going anywhere.

“Oh baby, you’re awake. Did you have a nice sleep?”

“Wha- what are you doing mummy? Let me out of here!” demanded David, finding the bizarre circumstances difficult to take in.

“Well honey, I always thought you acted more like a girl than a boy” explained his Mother. “And now the fact that you are a sissy boy is out in the open, it’s only right for me to treat you like any little- cocked, sissy-slut ought to be treated” she reasoned.

“But I’m not a sissy!” wailed David, his eyes filling with tears.

“Of course you are, David.” Sarah reached under David’s legs and squeezed his small dick through the silky panties. “Let’s face it. You’re never going to impress any girls with this baby sized cock of yours, are you?”

David’s face went bright red at his Mother’s last statement. “Oh, how could you mummy!” he squealed, feeling totally humiliated.

“How on earth you managed to inherit such a small dick, I’ll never know” continued Sarah. “I mean, it’s not as if your father has a small prick. Far from it, he’s got a wonderfully big cock!”

David knew only too well about the size of his father’s penis, being the recipient of Andrew Merton’s man-meat only the night before.

“And you’re such a little wimp. I bet everyone at school laughs at you. It wouldn’t surprise me if all the boys have you sucking their cocks already!” Sarah looked at her sissy son who burst into floods of tears at his Mother’s correct assumption.

“Yeah, I thought so. You’re a little sissy cocksucker!” Sarah took hold of her large artificial penis and pushed it hard against her son’s butt-hole. With a firm push and a scream from David, the elasticated ring gave way and allowed the flesh-coloured latex to enter his sacred hole.

“Do your school friends know you like to dress as a girl? Do they know you’re a fucking ?” Sarah’s rhetorical questions were met by screams from David as she built up a steady fucking rhythm with the strap-on .

When the cries from her son got too loud, Sarah reached down and produced a pair of white cotton panties. With one quick movement she shoved them in David’s mouth, muffling the boy’s protests.

“I thought I might need these to shut you up.” Sarah’s large breasts bounced on David’s back as she leant over him, fucking him doggy fashion. “They’re a pair of Kathy’s I found in the laundry basket. She made a right mess. There’s a long shitty stain in them.”

“Can you taste your sister’s shit, David?” Sarah was by now in a wild frenzied state. The sexed-up Mother was humping her little boy’s crossed–dressed arse for all it was worth.

David gagged on the foul tasting material of his sister’s soiled panties while his own Mother fucked his boy cunt, screaming obscenities at him.

“I bet you’d love to fuck your sister wouldn’t you? You’re such a twisted little sissy slut, I bet you’d love it. You’d probably even like to fuck your own Mother. Am I right? Yeah, you want to stick your tiny pencil dick inside my hot cunt don’t you? Well you’re not going to. The only thing you’re any good for is being fucked!”

The screwing David was receiving, was getting harder and faster as Sarah neared her orgasm. She grabbed hold of David’s bra strap and held it like reins at a rodeo, fucking her little son’s arse right up to the hilt of the ten-inch .

“Aaaagh, Yes, I’m coming! Mummy’s coming up her little sissy son’s slutty arse!” She reached over and pulled David’s shoulders towards her, forcing the huge penis into the deepest bowels of her son’s behind. David grimaced with the pain and bit down on his sister’s shit covered panties in his mouth.

Sarah Collins collapsed on her son, squashing him beneath her. She stayed like that for five minutes as the waves of her multiple orgasm gently ebbed away.

David could only sob quietly to himself, waiting for his Mother to withdraw the plastic penis from his anus. This she did eventually, not bothering to remove the panties stuffed in David’s mouth. Sarah silently got up and walked into the bathroom to shower.

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Later that evening, David found himself in bed in the spare room, still dressed in the black silky underwear. He lay there wondering what to do. It was clear that he couldn’t stay here as he’d originally planned. That was for sure!

He thought about his Dad. Although his father had raped him, he wasn’t aware that it was his son’s behind he was fucking. Well at least not at first. And his father had been very quiet the next morning. Perhaps he was regretting his actions. After all, he’d never done anything like that before.

Yes, I’m sure Dad’s sorry for what happened, thought David. I bet if I went home right now we could forget about the whole episode and life would get back to normal.

These thoughts filled David with optimism. He couldn’t wait to get home and make it up with his Dad. Reaching for his wristwatch on the bedside table, he saw the time was 1:30 a.m. Had he really been asleep for that long? He had to sneak out of the house before his mother and sister awoke the next morning. He remembered that the first train didn’t leave until 7:00 a.m. so David set his alarm for six o’ clock and fell back on the bed.

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David was already awake before the “beeb – beeb” of his watch told him it was time to make a sharp exit. After looking around the room, he cursed to himself that he couldn’t find his underwear anywhere, but at least his jeans, T-shirt and trainers were still where he’d left them. Not wanting to hang about longer than he had to, David slipped the jeans and shirt over the women’s lingerie and slipped his trainers on, over the stockings. It felt rather strange, but David was more intent on leaving the house without waking up the two women.

After creeping downstairs, David found his suitcase where he’d left it in the hall. He picked it up and slipped quietly out of the house. The sun was just starting to rise as David walked quickly in the direction of the train station. Not too quickly though, because his bottom was still quite sore. After half an hour he finally made it to the station and boarded his train twenty minutes later.

By ten o’ clock David was walking up the path to his front door. On entering the house he found the breakfast things scattered over the sink.

Of course it’s Friday, thought David. Dad’ll be at work. Oh well, it’ll give me a chance to clear the house up. That will put him in a good mood when he gets home.

And so, the young schoolboy went straight to work on the washing up and vacuumed the lounge and dining rooms. He got the bathroom cleaner from the cupboard under the sink and went upstairs. After cleaning the bath and toilet, David removed the rubber gloves he’d been wearing and wiped his brow. All the chores had worked up a sweat on the youngster and he decided to change.

He walked towards his bedroom, pulling off his T-shirt on the way. Of course, David realised, noticing the bra he was wearing. I totally forgot about all this underwear. No wonder I’m so hot, he said to himself, laughing out loud at his own stupidity. As he neared his bedroom, David unzipped his jeans and slipped them off. Holding them and his T-shirt in one hand he opened the door to his bedroom.

“Oh no!” he cried, at the sight before him. “I don’t believe it!”

 


Chapter 9 Home Cumming Queen


The cream coloured walls of David’s bedroom, the colour of which the previous occupants had left throughout the house, were now a soft, delicate, shade of pink. Flowery curtains adorned the windows and a matching duvet cover topped the single bed.

The stunned teenager entered his room, covering his mouth with his hand. Looking around David noticed that his old dark wooden wardrobe, that he’d helped his dad transport from their old house, had been replaced by a new white fitted wardrobe which extended across the whole width of the room. On the central door panel was fitted a full length mirror which David found himself peering into.

In the shock of discovering his own bedroom transformed into that of a girls, David had forgotten that he was walking around dressed in stockings, suspenders, bra and French knickers. He could only stare at his own reflection in the mirror, his mouth open and his world turned upside down.

Then David noticed the dressing table in the corner, made in the same style as the fitted wardrobe and obviously part of a range of bedroom furniture. On it was an assortment of make-up, aerosol cans of hairspray and styling mousse, and draped over the edges of a three- sided mirror was a selection of chains and necklaces.

The gob-smacked schoolboy suddenly darted back over to the wardrobe. Sliding open one of the doors, it revealed a number of skirts, tops and dresses, all neatly arranged on hangers. On the floor were half a dozen pairs of shoes, ranging from flat plain slip-ons to three-inch high stilettos. All the clothes were clearly brand new; labels still attached to most of them.

David sat down on what used to be his plain, dark blue covered bed, and started to cry. He fell on to his side and curled up in a ball, sobbing loudly at the injustice of it all.

“So you’re back already then.”

David lifted his head and saw his father in the doorway, grinning broadly.

“And trying on some of your new clothes I see. Hang on, I don’t recognise those” Andrew Merton stepped into the room and placed his hands on his hips, now sporting a slightly puzzled look.

“So where did they come from?” he said reaching down and feeling along the back of his son’s stocking-clad leg, then up over exposed white flesh to the smooth silky knickers covering his behind.

David opened his mouth but found it difficult to speak. He eventually managed to mumble a simple explanation. “Mum made me wear them.”

“Ha! So your mother and I finally found something we can agree on at last”, exclaimed Andrew, slapping his thigh with glee. “Speaking of whom, why aren’t you still with her? You weren’t due to return ’till tomorrow at the earliest.”

David looked up at his father, not sure whether to say what he’d been thinking about all the way back on the train.

“I came home to be with you Dad. I thought… I thought we could start over.” Tears streamed from the young boy’s eyes yet again.

“Well I don’t know why you’re so upset. That’s just what I had in mind myself. Why do you think I’ve been to so much trouble fixing up your room?” The handsome father lifted his arms and gestured around the room.

“But Dad, why are you doing this? I don’t want to be a girl!” wailed David almost hysterically.

Andrew’s face became deadly . “Well that’s tough shit, because a girl is exactly what you’re going to be! You act like a girl. You look like a girl. And you sure take dick like a girl! Right in that cute little boy-cunt of yours.”

With that Andrew thrust his hand inside the open crotch of David’s knickers and roughly jiggled his index finger against his son’s bum hole.

“I’ve also been hearing some interesting stories about your first week in school from Robert Bates. He tells me what a right little schoolboy sissy slut you’ve been!”

Andrew was holding David down on the bed with one hand while pushing in a finger from the other, up to its third knuckle.

“It seems mine wasn’t the first cock to screw your behind, was it eh? You’ve got to be careful you know. A girl can get herself a reputation very quickly if she fucks with half the school in her first week.” Andrew chuckled as he straddled the back of David’s legs, trapping him underneath.

The fit thirty-six year old dad unzipped his flies and pulled his trousers down to his muscular thighs. His already hard cock sprang out as he released it from the confines of his briefs, which he pulled down next to his trousers.

“Your mummy picked out some lovely underwear for you, you know. Make sure you write her a thank you note later.” Andrew started to rub the underside of his glistening big prick up and down the crack of David’s white cheeks.

“Now Daddy’s gonna fuck his little girl in her arse.” With that he positioned his slimy hard rod over the little red puckered hole and pushed his weapon deep into his son’s bottom.

“Aaargh! Daddy, no!” pleaded the boy, just as Andrew slammed right in so his big hairy balls slapped against David’s stockinged thighs.

“Daddy please, you’re hurting! Owwww!”

“Stop your whining sissy. You’ve got to learn to take it like a girl!”

The man continued humping his son in a mad frenzy, ploughing harder and deeper into the rape victim’s hot arse. Finally Andrew could feel his juices moving up from his iron balls.

“Oh God, yeah. Daddy’s gonna cum! I hope you’ve been taking the pill young lady or Daddy’s going to make a baby right here in your arse!”

David could only cry and wail as his father ejaculated his load deep into his intestines.
“Aaaaaaagh! Here’s my seed up your sissy cunt. Oh yeah, I love your tight pussy.”

Andrew slumped over David for several minutes regaining his breath. Then the big athlete withdrew his spunked-up dick and climbed off the bed.

“I’m going to take a shower. You can take one after and then fix us some dinner.”

He left David lying on the bed, his father’s sperm dribbling from his sore bottom.


When David emerged from the bathroom having taken a long shower, he crept back to his bedroom clutching a big bathrobe around his body. He wasn’t surprised to find that his father had confiscated his last remaining boy’s clothes whilst he’d been in the bathroom, but that did mean that he would have to find something else to wear.

Rummaging through his chest of drawers he found the top one full of thin ankle socks and miscellaneous pairs of tights and stockings. Pushing that drawer closed he opened the second. This contained a selection of cotton, silk, and satin, bras and panties in various colours. David slammed that drawer shut too and yanked open the bottom compartment. There he found an assortment of long lace negligees and short baby doll nighties.

Great, thought David. Not one vaguely masculine item of clothing. He let out a long sigh and shut his eyes. This morning he was looking forward to coming home and sorting things out with his dad. But instead of light at the end of the tunnel, he discovered a train coming right at him from the other direction!

With a dejected air, the disgruntled boy went to his new wardrobe and selected at random a fairly short light-blue straight skirt and a cream blouse off the hangers. Realising he could hardly walk around without underwear, he went back to the drawers and grabbed some white cotton panties. He dressed, leaving off socks and shoes and quietly made his way downstairs and into the kitchen to start dinner.

Twenty minutes later, young Merton tentatively walked into the lounge/dining room carrying a tray of food. Andrew Merton looked up from his newspaper and nodded to his son. The tall imposing figure stood up and circled round his offspring while David set the plates of food down on the table.

They sat at opposite ends of the dining table in silence while they ate. Whenever David looked up he saw his father examining him with a considered expression. Finally after they’d both put down their knives and forks David spoke up.

“Err, dad, we’ve nearly run out of food. I had to use some leftovers that were in the fridge to make up this meal.”

Andrew paused, then his face lit up. “Fine, well you can go to the supermarket tomorrow morning and stock up then.”

David’s face turned white when he realised the implications of his dad’s instructions. In turn it seemed that his discomfort only seemed to delight Mr Merton.

The poor schoolboy screwed his face up and pleaded to his father. “Daddy, please don’t make me dress like a girl. You don’t know how embarrassing it is for me!”

Andrew looked up to the ceiling and sighed.

“We’ve been through this already once today and I’m not prepared to discuss it any further. And while we are on the subject of dressing, I think you should be taking a lot more care over your appearance, young lady. You didn’t even bother to brush your hair after your showered, let alone style it!” He pushed away his plate and threw down his napkin.

“I realise that this is rather new to you but you must make the effort. What you need is some guidance; a helping hand with things. I’ll give the matter some thought.”

With that, David’s father went back to his armchair and picked up his newspaper, leaving David to clear away the dishes.

David spent the rest of the evening in his room, sulking on his bed. Around eleven o’ clock, he felt himself nodding off. The cool night air meant that sleeping in the nude was out of the question, much as he would have preferred that to putting on another of his father’s new purchases. Reluctantly then, the thirteen-year-old removed his skirt and blouse and slipped a beige satin nightdress over his head. Pulling the duvet over him, David drifted off to a restless sleep.


“David… David!”

David snapped open his eyes and was greeted by the sight of his Father, dressed in tracksuit bottoms and a T-shirt.

“Come on, it’s almost eleven-thirty. You’ve had enough beauty sleep for now.” Andrew grinned broadly at his own joke, while he shoved a squash racket into his sports bag.

“I’m off to the sports club. I want you up, dressed, and back from the supermarket by the time I get back. I’ll probably be home about half-one. I’ve left a shopping list and some money on the kitchen table”, he added as he left.

David pulled himself out of bed, having to swing his legs round together to accommodate the tight fitting nightwear. After washing he began to think of what he would wear.

Suddenly he got an idea. Darting into his father’s bedroom, he went through his drawers and wardrobe, picking out a few items of clothing. Because his dad was much bigger than he was, David had to be rather selective in what he found to wear. Eventually though David kited himself out and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

The pair of jogging pants gathered in folds at the ankles but at least the T-shirt didn’t look to bad considering, though he had to tuck it in because otherwise it would have reached halfway to his knees. The only problem was going to be shoes. David couldn’t wear any of his fathers. They were far too big. He went back to his own room and searched in his wardrobe. Slipping on a pair of pink trainers, David scooted downstairs, careful to avoid tripping on his extended trouser legs.

At least they’ll help to hide these sissy trainers, he thought as he ran out the door.

An hour and a half later, David returned carrying four bags of shopping, two in each hand. He had to stop every now and then to pull up the jogging pants, which constantly slipped over his hips.

Sure, he got some looks from other shoppers out in force on their Saturday shop, but at least he wasn’t dressed as a girl. David felt quite pleased with himself as he opened the door to his house. He dumped the bags on the kitchen table and began depositing the perishables in the fridge.

“Smack!”

The slap on the back of his legs took David by surprise. He dropped a carton of milk, which exploded on the kitchen floor dispersing its contents all over his shins and groin area.

Turning round sharply, David was confronted by his furious father.

“You nasty cunt! I knew you couldn’t be trusted. After all I’ve done for you. I bought you all those nice things and you disobey my wishes. Well you’re in for it now miss. Oh yes, I’m going to teach you some manners!”

Andrew Merton grabbed his son by the scruff of his neck and dragged him screaming and crying with fear, into the lounge. It was only when his father sat down in a chair and forced David over his knee, twisting his arm behind him and trapping his legs between his, that the boy noticed the figure sitting opposite.

David couldn’t believe his eyes. Seated on the sofa, looking more beautiful than ever was Lisa Sheridan!

“Lisa!” he exclaimed, trying more than ever to wriggle free from his father’s lap.

“Hello David”, she said smiling sweetly. The blonde fourteen-year-old was dressed in a short summer dress that showed off her uniform tan and great body to perfection.

“Lisa’s kindly offered to help with your appearance” Andrew told his son. “But first you are going to pay for your disobedience.”

Despite David’s protests, Andrew Merton pulled down the jogging pants to reveal a pert white bottom covered by a pair of high cut silk panties.

“No, dad pleeease!” David begged as his father peeled down the underwear to leave the boy’s naked bottom stuck up in the air.

“Smack!” The first blow from Andrew’s hand hit David’s right cheek.

“Smack!” The second landed on the left.

“Owww, Daddy please don’t”

“Smack!… Smack!… Smack!” The blows got faster and faster and felt worse and worse to the young teenager. He was trying not to cry in front of Lisa but the pain got to be too much and he began wailing with tears.

After several minutes of constant , David’s bottom glowed pink. He looked at Lisa sitting only a few feet away with her legs pressed close together, sipping a drink and focusing intently on his beating. Beneath him he could feel his father’s stiffening penis pressing against his stomach. The only consolation that David could find in the situation was that at least with Lisa there his father wouldn’t be able to rape him again.

Andrew finally stopped beating his son and released him, letting him fall to the ground clutching his buttocks.

“Sorry you had to witness that Lisa, but I’m sure you understand that there has to be in a household.”

“Of course Mr Merton. I understand.” The young lolita replied demurely.

Andrew adjusted his cock through his tracksuit bottoms and gave a little smile to Lisa.

“Perhaps you’d like to take our little sissy upstairs now, and begin her training?”

“Sure.” Lisa stood up and held out her hand to David who was pulling up his panties.

“You won’t be needing those” instructed his father, pointing at the jogging pants. “Take them off, and that T-shirt.”

David didn’t fancy any more smacks on his behind and quickly removed the clothing. He reluctantly took Lisa’s hand and she led him out of the room.

Following Lisa up the stairs, David couldn’t help staring at the lovely teenager’s thighs and he was tempted to bend down to get a view up her short dress. He didn’t dare risk it though, and soon they were walking along the landing towards David’s room.

“How did you know which room was mine?” asked David, as they entered his bedroom. He was a little more confident now that he was out of earshot of his father.

Lisa just gave a little smile and gently pushed David onto his bed. Reaching round, the sexy schoolgirl unzipped the back of her dress and let the straps fall off her shoulders.

“Did you miss me, David?” she asked softly, letting the dress fall to the floor.

David felt his little dick stir in his girl’s panties, while the girl he adored stood there in just a skimpy pair of white silk bra and panties. He couldn’t speak. He was mesmerised by the prettiest girl at Fairmount Secondary School.

“Because I’ve missed you, David” she continued. Then Lisa reached behind and undid the clasp of her bra. Slipping off the garment, she revealed an exquisite pair of tennis ball sized white breasts that contrasted strongly with her brown tanned body. Small erect nipples stood out from her light pink aureoles. She was absolutely gorgeous, thought David. If he wasn’t in love with the girl before, then he truly was now.

“I want you to wear my bra for me” Lisa handed David her silk bra, squeezing his hand as she did so.

Although David didn’t relish putting on more girl’s clothes, he wasn’t about to break the spell of the moment by arguing. After a bit of fiddling he managed to put on the bra and do it up. Next Lisa put her thumbs in the waistband of her very high-cut panties. She paused for a moment.

“If I take these off will you promise to put them on as well?”

This was a rather harder decision for David to make. He was sure that Lisa would insist on him taking his other panties off first, and that would mean she would get to see his penis.

Yeah, but it wouldn’t be for the first time, a voice in his head reminded him.

That was enough for David to make up his mind and he nodded his head in agreement.

“You first” said Lisa, gesturing with her head at the panties protecting David’s modesty.

David swallowed and lifted his bottom of the bed enough so he could slip the panties down to his ankles. Lisa looked on as he removed them completely and placed his hands over his crotch. His little three and a half-inch penis stood upright against his belly and he couldn’t resist giving it a furtive squeeze.

The blonde fourteen-year-old pulled he panties down to reveal a sparsely haired delightful pussy. Again a white triangle surrounded her pussy area which only made it look better in David’s eyes. Surely there couldn’t be many people in the school who had seen this delicious sight, and she had chosen to show it to him.

Stepping out of the underwear, Lisa bent down and picked them up. Then she pushed David back on the bed and straddled him. David lay there his hands on his sides, no longer worried about showing off his bald cock and balls. He couldn’t believe it. The best looking girl in the school was naked, kneeling over him, her young mound hovering only inches above his hard dick.

“Mmmm…I’ve just decided David. I don’t want you wear my panties just yet. I want you to suck on them instead.” Lisa turned the white silky panties inside-out and leant over David, pressing the material to his mouth.

David could feel that they were already soaking wet before he opened his lips. Sucking on the smooth material he tasted his first girl’s cunt juice. The sensation was incredible. There seemed to be a suprisingly thick coating of juice on the crotch of Lisa’s knickers. She must go through lots of pairs of underwear, David thought as he greedily lapped at the material.

“How would you like to suck on the thing?” offered Lisa seductively.

“Oh Lisa, yes please!” replied David feeling his breathing getting shorter and his dick getting harder.

Lisa moved her body up past David’s chest sporting her silk bra, until her juvenile cunt was directly above his face. At the same time she trapped David’s arms under her knees so he couldn’t move. He would have liked to have been able to stroke his little cock, but that could wait, he thought.

The young temptress lowered her cunt lips down to David’s face and ground her pussy into the boy. David ran his tongue along the almost bald crack and dipped it inside her hole. Suddenly he felt a large amount of thick sticky liquid slide into his mouth and down his throat. David moved his face away from Lisa’s pink cunt and took a good look into her hole.

“Lisa, err what’s that white stuff in there?” David asked anxiously.

“Why David, that’s your daddy’s sperm, silly!” she giggled. “Your daddy’s so handsome. And wow! What a dick! Still I don’t have to tell you about how his dick feels, do I David!” Lisa burst into fits of laughter.

Lisa’s cruel words began to sink in. His father must have had sex with her just before he came home. His own dad had fucked the girl he was in love with, and now he was eating his daddy’s cum from her pussy.

Revulsion swept through David’s mind and he struggled to push Lisa off him. This didn’t phase Lisa and she just pressed down more firmly, pinning the young schoolboy on the bed.

“Get off me! Get off! How could you!”

“Easy tiger. I haven’t finished with you yet” said Lisa shuffling even further forward.

Just then, the blonde tormentor paused and held her body stiff. “Phtttttthhhhhhhhp!!” She’d farted right over David’s nose. The smell was totally overpowering. David coughed and spluttered and tried to hold his breath.

Lisa was screaming with laughter. “Oh, didn’t you like that precious? Maybe you’d prefer a drink!”

The next thing David knew, a hot stream of girl piss jetted over his face. He had to open his mouth because he was running short of breath. It was just when he was taking in large gulps of air that a second dose of liquid waste shot from Lisa’s cunt directly down his throat.

“Aaaaghpht!” David tried to spit was left in his mouth back out.

“Uh oh! I can feel something coming, and it’s not a fart this time!”

“Aagh! Lisa, no! Please doooooon’t!”

It was too late for Lisa to take heed of David’s protests even if she wanted to. She felt her bowels push a turd down her tunnel and her sphincter muscle relaxed as it pushed the long brown sausage out into the open. She brought a hand to her cunt and frantically rubbed her clitoris overwhelmed with a sick perverted lust as the hot shit landed on David’s horrified face. Not content with just letting it lay there, Lisa lowered herself mashing the foul smelling faeces between her arse cheeks and David’s face. She looked down and saw the sissy boy’s face smeared with shit and just as a powerful orgasm built up to a crescendo and hit her like a tidal wave.

“Oh my God! Oooooowwwwwwww!” She was sobbing with ecstasy just as Andrew Merton entered the bedroom, disturbed by the noise.

“Fucking hell!” he cried, taking in the sight of his cross-dressed thirteen-year-old sissy son being smothered in shit by a one year older blonde bombshell. He quickly ripped off his clothes and joined the pair on the bed.

“Oh Andrew, Fuck me please! I need a real man’s prick in my cunt right now!” Lisa begged.

He already had that in mind and he got behind Lisa, straddling his son in the process. With one motion he pushed his long hard dick into the little girls tight cunt. Fortunately David hadn’t eaten quite all of his dad’s cream from Lisa’s pussy and it was still well lubricated from when he fucked her earlier.

Andrew thanked his lucky stars that Robert Bates had found out about Lisa’s activities with David from some of the other girls in school, and that he had bumped into her at the sports club where he’d been playing squash with her father. After he’d persuaded Mr Sheridan to let him take Lisa home to see her school friend David, it had been easy to seduce the young vixen and fill her with his burning seed.

And now he was pummelling into her cute little cunt while his son’s face lay just below, caked in excrement. Exquisite!

“Dad stop it! Get off! How could you daddy?” the young humiliated pansy boy sobbed.

“It’s ok David, I’m saving my spunk for your face”, replied his father, grinning from ear to ear.

“Well David, now you’re a schoolboy shitty slut!” said Lisa, and she and Andrew Merton collapsed on the bed laughing, trapping the unfortunate David beneath them as they continued to fuck each other’s brains out.

 


Chapter 10 Park Life


Sunday’s early morning sunshine filtered through the half-closed curtains of David’s bedroom window. The bright rays stirred him from his sleep, delivering him back to the harsh reality of being David Merton. He curled up under the duvet in the pink satin nightdress, which his father picked out for him to wear the night before. He had to confess that the soft, cool material felt good against his skin, but he’d never admit it to his daddy.

Just then the door sprung open. Andrew Merton, wearing dressing gown, slippers and his usual confident grin, pushed the door back on its hinges.

“Wake up now sleepy-head. You’ve got a visitor!”

He stepped aside and in walked Lisa Sheridan, looking as beautiful as ever in a short summer dress. David turned to face them just in time to catch his father playfully slap the fourteen-year-old’s behind before he withdrew, closing the door behind him.

“Wha- what are you doing here?” said David, rubbing his eyes as he sat up in bed. Realising what he was wearing, he quickly pulled the duvet up around his neck, but not before Lisa gave a rueful smile at the boy’s obvious embarrassment.

“I’m here to help you, remember silly.” Lisa sat down on the edge of David’s bed and crossed her legs in a manner more suited to a fashion model than a schoolgirl in her early teens.

“Your dad asked me to help you with your clothes and make-up, and as we didn’t erm… get much done yesterday, I thought I’d come over bright and early this morning.”

David’s mind flashed back to the reason why they ‘didn’t get much done’ the day before. His father had continued having sex with Lisa for fifteen minutes, while he lay trapped beneath their bodies, crying from and pain. Finally Andrew pulled out of Lisa’s young pussy and with a noisy grunt, exploded thick wads of man sperm over his son’s face. After that the pair slid off the bed and staggered giggling, to the bathroom.

“Hey! Don’t you fall asleep again!”

David snapped back to the present and to the sight of pretty Lisa Sheridan leaning over him. Despite the way she’d treated him David couldn’t help still feeling totally besotted with the girl. It was if she’d cast a magic spell on him, absolving her from all her wrong doings. Close up he could smell the scent of her perfume, which together with his strong feelings, made his head swoon, intoxicated by the young teenager.

“We’ve got lots to do this morning, so I want you up and into the bath.”

“Bath?”

“Yes, a bath. I started running it before I came in. I filled it with lots of nice smelling oils and moisturisers so you’ll smell nice and your skin will feel soft.”

Standing up, Lisa held out her hand which David tentatively took, allowing himself to be pulled out from under his covers. Shuffling his feet awkwardly in his sleek satin nightie, David reluctantly allowed Lisa to lead him along the landing and into the bathroom. She turned off the taps and tested the water, nodding her approval at its temperature. The surface of the bath water was covered by a mass of bubbles giving off a strong powerful scent.

“Mmmm that’s fine. In you get then.”

David waited, expecting Lisa to leave the room but she just stood there arms folded, clearly not intent on moving anywhere.

“I CAN take a bath on my own you know” he said sarcastically, immediately regretting that he’d spoken that way to Lisa.

Smack!

The sound echoed round the bathroom as Lisa’s hand caught David’s bottom, only slightly protected by the thin material of the night- dress.

“Owww!”

“Your daddy’s given me strict instructions on how to treat any disobedience from you, so I’d suggest that you do what I say without giving me any reason to hit you again. Is that understood, young lady?”

“I’m not a young lady!” David squealed, rubbing his behind.

Smack!

This time the slap was directed across David’s face, sending him flying backwards to the floor. He let out a short scream shortly followed by him bursting into tears.

Lisa’s voice returned to her usual soft tones. “That’s right you’re not a young lady yet, which is why your daddy asked me to help you, so let’s stop all this childish behaviour and get in the bath.”

David looked up at Lisa, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

Sensing his indecision, Lisa reinforced her earlier words. “Andrew also told me that if you didn’t do what I say, he’d drag you to the shopping centre and spank your bare bottom in public. How would you like that, hmmm?”

David, realising he was beaten in more than one sense, rose to his feet and crossed his arms pulling the night-dress over his head. He quickly scrambled into the bath not wanting to expose himself longer than necessary to Lisa’s examination.

“Good. Now I want you to clean yourself thoroughly all over, and I will shampoo and condition your hair.”

When the cleansing was over, David stepped out of the bath and wrapped himself in a large towel, rubbing his body dry without showing off his genitals to the observing Lisa.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it? Now let’s get you sitting down in front a mirror so we can have a look at your hair.”

They went back to David’s bedroom and he sat at his dressing table facing the mirror. Lisa fussed around for a while, brushing his hair this way and that, until she finally decided on a style. Squirting some mousse from a can, she applied it to David’s hair and switched on a hair dryer.

He never usually dried his hair with a hair dryer because his naturally wavy locks curled even more that way. This was precisely the effect Lisa was trying to achieve, and pretty soon David’s freshly washed hair grew in volume and looked like he’d just stepped out of a hair salon.

The young boy looked at himself in the mirror and cursed himself for not getting his hair cut short. At least then, Lisa wouldn’t have been able to style it in such a feminine way.

“Ta Daaa! What do you think?”

David sat there sulking.

“Well I like it! It makes you look just like one of the girls. Next comes make-up!”

Lisa then proceeded to apply some light make-up to David’s face, telling him what she was doing while she did so. David wanted to ignore what Lisa was saying but every now and then she would test him on what she’d been explaining and so he was forced to take notice.

When she’d finished, Lisa stood back to admire her work. “Wow, what a stunner! You’re sure gonna break a lot of boy’s hearts!” She giggled, smoothing out one of David’s eyebrows with her finger.

David glared at Lisa but kept his mouth shut, fearing more painful retribution.

Lisa then began picking out underwear from David’s drawers, selecting some lacy briefs and matching bra, together with some cream coloured self hold-up stockings.

“Right, put these on.” She commanded matter of factly.

David nervously let the bath towel he’d been covering himself with, drop to the floor and slipped the panties on. Next he took the bra and slipped it round his waist the wrong way round so that he could do up the catch before twisting it round and looping the straps over his shoulders. Lisa applauded and handed one of the stockings to the boy.

“No, not like that. Gather the stocking up in your hand first and slip it over your foot, then pull it up over your leg… That’s it, you’re getting the idea.”

When David had completed putting on his underwear Lisa stood him up and knelt down in front of him.

“Perfect.” She traced a finger over the very small bulge caused by David’s cock and balls under the panties. “Isn’t it great that your pee-wee’s so small. You can hardly see it at all you know.”

David flinched with embarrassment and wished he hadn’t been dealt such a small portion in the penis department. He couldn’t work out why he wasn’t handsomely endowed like his father.

Lisa was already standing at the large wardrobe looking through the selection of clothes that Andrew Merton had recently purchased.

“Ha, I can see your dad bought these. There seems to be a lot of short skirts and dresses here.” She turned around and walked back to David carrying a summer dress not dissimilar from the one she was wearing.

“I guess it’s because he likes looking at your nice legs.” She trailed a finger over the back of David’s stocking. “I have to admit, you do have a smashing pair of legs.” Her hand rested on the boy’s thigh, just above his stocking top, then she quickly took her hand away.

“This will look good on you.” She said unhooking the dress from its hanger and passing it to David who slipped it on, doing up the zip at the back.

“And to finish, we need some shoes. Ah, these will be fine.”

David put on the short-heeled shoes and stood in front of the full- length mirror. He hardly recognised himself and although he wasn’t happy with the situation, he couldn’t help admiring his own reflection.

“You look lovely! Your daddy’s going to be very proud.” Lisa smiled, pleased with her efforts.

She took David’s hand and led him downstairs and into the lounge where Andrew Merton sat reading the Sunday paper.

“Well, what do you think?” Lisa enquired, grinning at Andrew.

“What do I think? It’s fantastic!” Andrew enthused, walking around his transformed son. “You’ve done a terrific job Lisa. I hope David’s said a big thank you to you.”

David stood, eyes downcast, as his father took in the sight of his new pretty daughter.

“I don’t think he’s got used to the idea yet, Andrew.”

“Say thank you to Lisa for making you so beautiful” Andrew told the boy.

“Thank you Lisa” David mumbled quietly.

“And now I think you two should go out and get some fresh air. It’s a lovely day outside” instructed Andrew.

“What? Oh, no. Please don’t make me!” begged David, but his father was adamant.

“Don’t be silly girl. You’ve got to get used to being seen. You can’t live your life indoors you know. Go with Lisa to the park.”

Lisa once again took hold of David’s hand and pulled him towards the kitchen and the great outdoors.

A few moments later, Lisa and David were leaving the house and walking in the bright sunshine.

“Oh, isn’t this exciting?” Lisa said, looping her arm through David’s. “I’m so jealous, you know. You’re so pretty, you’re bound to have all the boys chasing after you. I’m not going to get a look in!”

David shuddered at the thought of lots of boys vying for his attention. He also thought about their reactions when they found out he was packing a pee-shooter in his panties, albeit a small one!

“Lisa, I’m scared. I don’t want to be a girl.” He was ready for Lisa to swipe at him but instead she stopped, took hold of his bare shoulders, and turned him round to face her.

“David, you’ve got nothing to be scared about, I promise” she told him in a reassuring tone. “You’ve been blessed with the looks of a beautiful young lady. Thousands of girls would kill to look as good as you.”

“But you don’t understand! I just want to be an ordinary boy; to play football and muck about with other boys… and to go out with girls” he added tentatively, gazing into Lisa’s eyes, trying to convey his thoughts for the girl.

“Right ok then. Let’s talk this through sensibly.” Lisa took hold of David’s arm once more and they continued walking. “How did everyone treat you when you started at Fairmount last week? They all thought you were a pansy didn’t they. How many friends have you made since you moved here? Huh?”

“None.” David dropped his gaze to the floor.

“Exactly! And I bet I can play football better than you can!”

David wanted to protest, but when he thought about it he never was very much good at sport, not like his father.

“And as for going out with girls… well.” Lisa stifled a giggle. “I’ve seen you naked remember. You’re not exactly a big boy, are you?”

David felt his cheeks burning in embarrassment.

“Girls like to be able to feel what a guy’s got between his legs. And I’m sorry, but you just don’t measure up!” Lisa smirking, let her head fall backwards and looked up at the cloudless sky. “Mind you, I’m sure there are some lesbians around in school. I’ve got my suspicions about a few girls. Maybe we can fix you up with one of them!”

David grimaced and let out a long sigh. Things didn’t get easier.

They carried on towards the park, winning admiring glances from men and boys as they walked along. When they finally made it through the main gate David felt slightly relieved that they’d left the main road. The park was fairly quiet late morning on a Sunday. A lot of families were sitting down to a traditional Sunday roast. Apart from Lisa and David there were just a few people walking their dogs and a group of boys playing football in the distance.

The two apparent young ladies, both looking extremely desirable in their summer dresses, continued strolling along the path at the edge of the park, partly shaded from the sun by some trees. Lisa was excitedly telling David about the things they would do, together with her other friends, Cheryl and Tracy.

“You remember them don’t you?”

David thought back to the events in the department store. “How could I forget” he answered dejectedly.

They carried on walking until they reached a bench, where they sat down. The boys playing football were about a hundred yards away now. There were eight of them playing four-a-side using T-shirts for goalposts. One team had stripped to their waists to distinguish themselves from the opposition, which drew a comment from Lisa.

“Wow! Would you take a look at the six-packs on those guys!” She marvelled, flicking her blonde fringe away from her eyes.

David flinched at the suggestion that he’d want to look at half naked boys, but he glanced in their direction nonetheless.

The cross-dressed teenager let out an audible gasp and quickly stood up.
“I think we’d better get going Lisa” he urged, fidgeting nervously whilst turning his back to the footballers.

“Don’t be silly, we’ve just got here! Wait a minute, I think I recognise some of those boys. They’re in the year above me at Fairmount.”

“Lisa, pleeease can we go. I really don’t want to be here right now.” David practically begged his escort.

Lisa wasn’t listening though.
“Hey, they’re coming over. This will be good experience for you.” She looked up at David. “Sit down will you, and just act naturally.”

David sat back down next to Lisa, but kept his head facing towards his lap.

The boys jogged over to the bench, passing the football to each other as they did so. Lisa smiled sweetly, not adverse to a bit of flirting with some older, good-looking boys.

“Hi” said one of the boys, who’s lightly muscled chest glistened with sweat. He was tall, dark and handsome. Three tens on Lisa’s scorecard.

“Hi, don’t I know you?” Lisa asked.

“I’m Tony. Tony Gates. You’re in the fourth year aren’t you, I’ve seen you around.”

David fought to stop his body from shaking as he waited for the inevitable.

“That’s right. And this is err… Debbie. She’s in the year below me.” Lisa glanced at David and discreetly nudged him in the ribs. He slowly lifted his head and took a quick look at the boys before ducking his chin back down to his chest.

Tony’s and David’s eyes met for a split second and a gradual smile formed on the older boy’s face. With a glint in his eye he turned from side to side exchanging knowing looks with two boys standing either side of him. Ashley and Darren, who were also naked from the waist up, recognised their former victim as well and broke out in cheesy grins of their own.

“Well it’s nice to meet you Debbie, you look vaguely familiar”, teased Tony.

Lisa quickly changed the subject in her own flirtatious style. “You boys look awfully hot. Is it very warm, playing football out there?”

“Nah, we’re just hot and bothered ’cause you two fine women are here”, answered Ashley, wiping his glistening black chest with his T- shirt.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Do you want us to go?” Lisa said in her mock innocent voice that David instantly recognised from their meeting in the library.

“No, but you could help us cool down a little”, offered Darren suggestively.

The other boys who were feeling a little left out of the conversation let out a little chuckle and murmured a few lewd comments of their own.

“Well, what do you suggest we do?” asked Lisa, enjoying the rapt attention she and David were receiving from the group of boys.

Ashley stepped forward and unbuttoned his jeans, letting his big black cock flop out of his briefs. “You could start by getting your laughing gear round this”, he said, waving his impressive weapon in front of him.

Lisa’s eyes lit up while David went into a state of panic.

“Quick, let’s get out of here!” He hissed to the girl beside him, but Lisa was already wrapping both hands around Ashley’s dark meat, relishing the meal before her.

“Ooooh, you are a big boy, aren’t you?” She licked her lipstick- covered lips and extended her tongue, running it along the underside of Ashley’s thick shaft.

Tony moved in front of David and started to undo his jeans.

“Ok guys, form an orderly queue. Four to each girl!” There was a rush of bodies as the other boys scrambled to line up behind Tony and Ashley. David couldn’t help noticing that there were five boys in line with him, while only three stood opposite Lisa. The numbers were soon evened out though by Tony, who motioned for the lad at the end to join the queue behind Ashley.

Tony pushed his jeans down over his thighs and presented his growing member to David. Although not quite as big as Ashley’s, it was still at least twice the size of David’s own tiny dick, which was now laying shrivelled up in his lace panties.

The good-looking fifteen-year-old gently stroked his cock and bent over to whisper in David’s ear.

“Hello David. You do look very attractive today, I must say. Now are you going to suck our cocks like a good little tart? Or shall I lift up your dress and expose that minuscule pencil dick of yours to all the guys.”

David swallowed and realised his dilemma. Yet again he was being forced to take part in these perverse acts, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Tony, sensing victory, thrust his meaty prick up to David’s lips and rubbed the head against the boy’s made-up lips. With an air of resignation David opened his mouth and allowed Tony to push his fleshy organ into his pretty mouth.

Meanwhile Lisa was busy taking as much of Ashley’s large dick down her throat, but she did manage to glance over as David accepted Tony’s handsome appendage between his lips.

Wow, she thought, if only Tony knew. But of course, Tony was only too aware of the gender of Lisa’s friend.

While Ashley and Tony pumped their dicks inside Lisa and David’s mouths, the other lads dropped their own trousers and stroked themselves in readiness. Not content with waiting, Darren, who’d been next in line behind Tony, moved up next to his friend.

“Mind if I join you?” he asked his mate.

“Not at all. I’m sure erm… Debbie here can handle two cocks at once, can’t you slut?”

“Nooommmargh!”

Darren shuffled forward and directed his thick dick to the side of David’s mouth. Tony obliged by removing most of his cock, so Darren was able to push the tip of his head between David’s lips, next to Tony’s. David struggled to open his mouth wide enough to take both pricks at once, but somehow he managed it, though his jaws were beginning to ache.

Now the other boys wanted to get in on the act and they all swarmed round the two girls sitting on the edge of the bench. Two well hung lads took David’s hands and wrapped his fingers round their dicks so he was now sucking on two penises and jacking off another two. The other boys beside Lisa duplicated the actions and soon she was taking care of four boys at once.

This is wonderful, thought Tony. Not only are me and Darren being sucked off by the cutest cross-dressed ever, but also a couple of my buddies are getting wanked by him without knowing she’s a he.

After a few minutes some of the boys let out moans to announce their imminent ejaculations. First one boy, who Lisa had been expertly jerking off, splashed a small amount of watery grey liquid over the side of her face and hair. This prompted the lad on the other side to cum as well, shooting thick dollops of his seed over Lisa’s face and neck.

Then, as if meticulously rehearsed, Tony, Darren and the two boys either side of David groaned that they were on the edge.

Oh shit, thought David, this is going to be messy!

“Aaaargh… yeeeah!” groaned a boy to David’s left and arched his back.

“Ooooh… fuck I’m coming!” yelled his friend on the other side.

“Argh… drink this you fucking slut!” screamed Darren.

Tony grabbed hold of the back of David’s head to hold it in place.

“Aaaaaagh… Oh yeeeeaah! Feeding time!” he screamed.

Suddenly there was a crossfire of thick wads of sperm, streaming like hot tracer-fire towards David’s face. From all angles he was covered in the thick, sticky contents of the teenagers’ balls and still it kept on coming. Finally all four boys had emptied their loads and they stepped back to admire David’s cum-stained face, hair and body.

Ashley and another boy were still to cum though, but Lisa didn’t have long to wait. After a few moments they both jetted more jism into the blonde’s grateful mouth. She swallowed some but kept the rest contained in her bulging cheeks. Reaching over to David, Lisa pulled the dazed schoolboy to her and kissed him deeply on the lips.

David hadn’t realised that Lisa was bringing him a present so was unprepared for the course of hot spunk that she delivered to his mouth as he opened his lips to accept her tongue.

“Fucking hell. They’re only bloody lezzies!” exclaimed one of the boys, who was still taken in by David’s feminine appearance, as were the other four unsuspecting youths.

“Mmmmmmm… did you enjoy that Debbie?” asked Lisa, eyes glazed over from lust.

David forced himself to swallow his mouthful of cum, and fell back on the seat.

“I’d really like to go home now Lisa” he said with the firmest of conviction.

“Looks like the party’s over boys. I think Debbie needs some rest” Lisa giggled, pulling herself and David to their feet.

“Owww, I thought we’d get to screw you” complained one of the boys, who had his eye in the gorgeous Debbie.

“Maybe some other time guys. We’ve got to get back. Besides… it’s Debbie’s ‘time of the month’, isn’t it honey?”

David nodded his head and stumbled back down the path with Lisa, wiping his sticky face with his forearm.

The boys cheered them on their way, shouting out what they’d like to do to them both next time around. David listened to several boys promise to give him ‘a good shagging’ next time they met, and clenched his buttocks.

When they were near the entrance of the park Lisa turned and grinned at David.

“You were great David, or should I say Debbie. I hope your dad likes your new name.”

It used to be Della, David thought to himself, but thought better of mentioning that fact to Lisa.

“And what happens next time when they want… when they want to stick their things in me!” wailed David, not caring now if he upset Lisa.

“Oh stop being such a whining sissy!” retorted Lisa. “You can always say you want to keep your cherry intact…”

This made David feel slightly better.

“…and then let them fuck you in the arse instead!” Lisa burst out laughing, while David burst into tears. He didn’t think it was at all.

 


Chapter 11 Will She or Won’t He


“Ahem, and what have you been up to?” enquired Andrew as David walked into the house still in a dishevelled state from his earlier ordeal.

Lisa and he had parted company near to her house. She’d pecked him on the cheek and told him she’d see him in school the next day.

“Lisa and I met up with some boys in the park. She looks just the same”, he added, trying to make his father angry with Lisa for acting like a slut.

Instead Andrew Merton let out a throaty laugh and collapsed in a chair.

“Ha, she’s something else isn’t she!”

David, annoyed that his ploy didn’t work, stormed upstairs and into the bathroom. He slipped out of his dress and peeled off his stockings, bra and panties. He quickly jumped under the shower and immersed himself under the jets of luke-warm water.

Standing naked in the shower cubicle he was still a boy. But this was the only time, he realised. On every other occasion he’d have to dress as a girl. He didn’t even own any boy’s clothes anymore! David tried to think of a way out of the on-going nightmare he was starring in. If only there was someone he could talk to, someone he could trust.

He finished his shower and dried himself off, closely examining his little hairless boy prick as he did so. Why couldn’t he have a big penis like Ashley Darren and Tony, or even a normal size cock? The young pulled on his insignificant lump of gristle but it wasn’t interested in getting hard. Sighing, David went to his room and buried his head in his pillows.

Later on that evening, Andrew Merton quizzed him thoroughly on the events in the park while David did their ironing in his night-dress and dressing gown. His father laughed in places and enthusiastically agreed with Lisa’s choice of name for him. After he’d involuntarily recounted the day’s ordeal in great detail, Andrew rushed off to make a telephone call in private, leaving David to finish ironing his new school skirt.


Monday mornings always felt bad, but for David this was especially so. He was now expected to go to school dressed as a girl.

When the alarm clock sounded at 7:30 a.m. he pulled himself out of bed and dragged himself to the bathroom and under the shower. After that he sat down at his dressing table and tried to remember how Lisa had styled his hair the day before. David knew he had to look good. His father had warned him the night before that he better make a good job of his appearance, or he’d be sorry. Especially after Lisa had spent all that time teaching him the art of hair styling and make-up.

After a couple of attempts, David got his hair and make-up to look pretty much the way it did when Lisa helped him. Next he put on some white cotton panties and bra and some long white socks which ended just above his knee. Then came the short blue pleated skirt and white blouse. Lifting up the collar he did up the stripy school tie and put on the blazer, complete with the school emblem round which was some writing in Latin which hadn’t been explained to him.

After slipping on some simple black slip-on shoes, David stared at himself in full-length mirror on his wardrobe door. He was ready for school but he was also resolute that this would be his last time in girl’s clothes.

Andrew Merton was already eating breakfast when David walked into the kitchen. He greeted his son/daughter with a soft wolf-whistle.

“You look wonderful Debbie, truly wonderful” his father complimented.

David said nothing but sat down at the table and poured a little cereal into a bowl.

Andrew couldn’t keep his eyes off his offspring. He wanted to lean her over the table and fuck her sweet arse there and then, but he managed to control his urge. Instead he took in all the details: the rings, a necklace and matching earrings, and the carefully manicured and painted fingernails that delicately wrapped round her spoon as she daintily ate her breakfast.

A father couldn’t have been more proud than he was, of his beautiful little girl.

At half-past eight, Andrew told his angel that it was time for her to go to school.

David picked up his pink school bag and walked towards the door.

“Just a minute” Andrew called out, and stood up next to his new daughter.

Andrew Merton bent down and softly kissed his little girl on the lips, and then wished her good luck on her first day at school.


Debbie Merton closed her front door behind her and tentatively began the walk to school, just like David Merton had the week before. She timed it so she arrived shortly before the bell went for registration. The last thing she wanted was to have to parade around the playground.

Instead, the new pretty schoolgirl made her way to the form room avoiding eye contact with anyone she met on her way. It was a relief to find the form room empty and she sat down at her desk.

Soon the bell rang and the rest of the class came barging in to the room. On seeing the new girl they all fell silent and walked quietly to their places and sat down. There was only the faintest of smiles on Debbie’s fellow student’s faces as the elderly Mr Owen walked into the room and sat down at his desk.

“Good morning everyone” he said as he opened the registration book.

“Good morning Mr Owen” the class all promptly answered, except Debbie who sat there clasping her hands with painted finger nails in front of her.


Mr Owen then proceeded to take the register.

“Simon Forester?” called the teacher

“Here Sir” called back one of the boys from the back of the class as his hand shot up in the air.

“Brian Jackson?”

“Here sir” Brian called out and he half raised his hand as the form teacher looked up and ticked against his name.

“Haley Langham?”

As a girl two rows in front answered her name, Debbie realised that her, or rather David’s name would be called out next.

This is where this absurd twisted nightmare will end, thought Debbie. When David’s name… HIS name was called, the truth would surely come out and all this would be over. She would call out when her old name was called, and Mr Owen would look up and have a mild stroke. After which, he would demand to know just what the hell was going on, and Debbie could blurt out the whole story and wait while the police and social services turned up.

“Debbie Merton?”

Silence… Debbie was in severe shock! She felt her heart beating wildly under her blouse and foam filled bra.

“Debbie Merton?” Mr Owen asked again, this time more loudly.

Debbie felt an elbow dig sharply in her side. She looked round and saw another girl looking impatiently at her. They were all looking at her!

Mr Owen slowly brought his face up from out of the registration folder and pulled his reading glasses down over his nose. He fixed his eyes on Debbie. Her mind was in a state of confusion and bewilderment.


“Debbie!” Mr Owen’s voice was cold, not like the kindly Mr Owen who welcomed David Merton to the school exactly a week ago.

“I shan’t ask you again. Now answer your name!” he demanded

“I… ” Debbie’s words were stuck in her throat. Was Mr Owen senile? Did he not realise that the girl he was addressing as Debbie Merton was a boy called David Merton just days ago!

Tears welled up in the eyes of the pretty young schoolgirl. She reached for a handkerchief and gently dabbed her eye, careful not to smudge her subtle eyeliner and mascara that she’d applied that morning carefully.

The whole of the class looked daggers at her; their indignant faces astonished that Debbie didn’t speak. What was the matter with the girl? Why didn’t she answer her name?

Finally, Debbie could take it no more. This shy little flower couldn’t stand all the attention she was getting. She just wanted to be liked by people. She wanted to have lots of friends who she could chat to and laugh with, instead of being ostracised and laughed at. She took a deep breath, her small bosom pressing firmly against her crisp, white school blouse.

“Sorry Sir… I’m here” she softly spoke.

There was almost an audible sigh around the classroom as the tension broke amongst her classmates. Mr Owen’s face became its softer kinder self, and Debbie thought she saw a hint of a wry smile as her form teacher put a tick against her name and buried his face once more in the big book.

“Colin Peters?” Mr Owen continued with his class’s registration.


When the bell went for the school assembly, the students stood up and drifted towards the door and off down the corridor to the main hall. Debbie was the last to stand and make her way to the doorway.

“Oh Debbie” Mr Owen said, suddenly looking up from his desk.

Debbie turned round to face her teacher who stood himself and walked towards her.

“Tell your father that I’ll expect him for drinks around seven-thirty this evening”

Debbie was in a daze, but managed to nod and say ok.

She started to turn away when she felt the elderly teacher’s arm slip round her waist and his other hand reach under the back of her skirt. Mr Owen pressed his fingers against the tight cotton panties and felt along the crack of her arse and up until she felt his hand inside her waistband fondling the bare cheeks of her bottom. Mr Owen’s index finger rubbed at the thirteen-year-olds tight anus and pushed until he felt the tip of his finger slide snugly into the little slut’s hot arse.

“And ask Andrew to make sure his schoolboy sissy slut of a daughter is wearing something nice and frilly when he brings her over tonight.”

Mr Owen slowly removed his finger from Debbie’s bum-hole and popped it in his mouth, savouring the taste of her anal passage.

“Right, off you go.” Mr Owen playfully slapped her behind as she left the room.

Debbie entered the big hall where the whole school was gathering for the usual Monday morning assembly before lessons. As she gazed around, trying to recognise someone from her class so she’d know where to sit, a hand grabbed hers and pulled her sideways.

“Oh wow! You look fantastic!” exclaimed Lisa as she pulled Debbie down to sit next to her, Cheryl and Tracy.

“We’re all going to have so much fun, it’ll be great”, continued Lisa. “I’m so excited, you’re going to fit right in.”

“All the boy’s are talking about you. What did you and Lisa get up to in the park yesterday?” giggled Tracy.

“One of the fifth year boy’s having a party on Friday night, and you’re invited.” Cheryl told her.

Suddenly the hall hushed as the Headmaster entered from a side door and made his way up to the stage. Mr Sterling was a man in his late fifties. He didn’t tolerate any lapse in and every pupil at Fairmount Secondary School made sure they kept out of his way.

Of course, thought David. Why didn’t I think of him before? If there’s one person who won’t stand for this crazy nonsense, it’s the Headmaster! Once I explain what’s been going on, he’ll have to do something about it!

David had felt his resolve soften back there in his form room. He’d almost accepted the feminine role he’d been forced to play the past week. But now he felt stronger, more determined than ever to put things right, to punish those who’d abused and tormented him.

The Head reached the podium and laid open some notes he’d been carrying.

The need for David to get the whole torrid events of the past week out into the open was driving the young boy crazy. The one person who would listen and understand was standing on the stage right now!

“Pupils of Fairmount Secondary School. Today I’d like to talk to you about this year’s appeal in aid of the starving children of Africa…”

“Wait!” David heard himself shout out loud, and suddenly he was on his feet.

The Headmaster stopped what he was saying and the whole of the school looked round to see who’d dared to interrupt the assembly. David felt Lisa tugging on his arm to try to get him to sit down but he pulled his arm away and started to move towards the front of the hall.

“What on earth…” the Headmaster started to say.

“Please Sir, I’ve got to talk to you right now. It’s really important!” David was weaving his way through the seated girls and boys, until he reached the main aisle leading to the stage.

David noticed the Deputy Head, Mr Bates, trying to head him off and Mr Owen was doing his best to reach him as well. The persecuted schoolboy broke into a run, determined to get to the stage before one of his abusers could prevent him from reaching the Headmaster.

With a burst of sprinting David got to the stairs at the bottom of the stage and climbed them two at a time, his short skirt flailing around his legs. He finally reached the top and stood facing the Headmaster.

“Please Sir, My name’s David Merton but I’ve been made to dress like a girl.”

He pointed to the bottom of the stairs to where the Deputy Headmaster was just making his ascent.

“And Mr Bates and my father raped me!” he shouted.

Loud gasps echoed around the hall as they heard the schoolgirl’s accusations.

“Enough!” shouted the Headmaster. The hall immediately fell silent.

Robert Bates and some of the other teachers had joined them on the stage.

The Headmaster looked sternly at David.

“I will NOT allow pupils of this school to come screaming and shouting, interrupting MY assembly with absurd remarks about members of my staff.” The head’s voice thundered around the hall, making some of the younger children visibly shake with fear, and some of the older pupils too.

“But…”

“SILENCE!”

The Headmaster turned to his Deputy and lowered his voice.

“Mr Bates, take hold of this young girl. I think she needs teaching a lesson.”

“Certainly, Mr Sterling.” Before David could react, Robert Bates grabbed hold of him and forced him to his knees. He pushed down on his shoulders so that he was left kneeling facing the stage curtain with his bottom facing upwards towards the stunned audience.

The Headmaster turned back to his pupils.

“To show everyone that this sort of behaviour will NOT be tolerated, and to teach this young lady a lesson she won’t forget…”

David tried to scream but Mr Bates smothered his mouth with his hand.

“…the WHOLE school will help this troublemaker see the error of her ways!”

Mr Sterling looked over to one of the teachers near the front of the stage.

“Mrs Jenkins. Have the first year pupils line up and lead them up here”, he told her.

The female teacher stood up and gave instructions to the youngest boys and girls of the school. The students, aged about eleven, were marched up the stairs and onto the stage.

Mr Sterling walked over to where David was being held and lifted his skirt tucking the hem into his waistband. Then he took hold of David’s white panties and slid them down his thighs until they rested around his knees.

David couldn’t believe what was happening. The Headmaster had now exposed his naked behind to the whole school!

The Head turned back to the children.

“Each pupil will come up here and spank Miss Merton firmly on her behind. If any one of you don’t administer a hard enough blow, then you will be told to strike her again.”

David squirmed violently, but was unable to move.

There are over eight hundred pupils at Fairmount, he thought to himself. Oh Shit!

“Right, off you go” he instructed the eleven-year-olds. The pupil in line to take the first blow was a little boy. He nervously walked up behind David and glanced up at the Headmaster.

“Would you like me to show you how it’s done?” he gently asked the youngster.

“Yes please sir”

Mr Sterling motioned him out of the way and positioned himself just behind and to the side of David’s bottom.

Smaaaaack!

The whole hall flinched as the Head delivered the first blow to David’s buttocks, not least David himself who let out a short shriek.

The Head then stood aside and the little boy tried to emulate the teacher’s actions.

Smack!

He didn’t have the power of Mr Sterling, but he gave it everything he had.

“Ok, sit down” the Head told the eleven-year-old.

Next on the ‘hit list’ was a young female classmate. She wasted no time and immediately struck David’s left buttock with her tiny hand.

Smack!

“Owww!” Mr Bates had loosened his grip over David’s mouth as he figured that the Head would want everyone to hear the yelps.

And so it continued…

By the time the whole of the first year had their turn David was openly sobbing. After the second year students finished with him, the cross-dressed teenager was wailing with tears. Then came his own year, the third year. They seemed to relish the opportunity to spank a naughty schoolgirl, especially the girls. They made sure their blows really counted and soon David was screaming for them to stop.

Mr Sterling squatted down next to David and whispered in his ear.

“What’s the matter David? Aren’t you enjoying yourself? I am. I haven’t had so much fun since they let me out of the zoo last week.”

David’s mind went into overdrive as he tried to figure out what the Headmaster was telling him.

Mr Sterling bent closer to David and whispered into his ear.

“Don’t be afraid of Gus The Gorilla”

The scream could be heard from outside the school grounds.

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