INF Walter

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Boy Stuff Magazine
It’s Not Fair Column
by Zyngaru
email:[email protected]

Addressed to Boy Stuff Magazine
It’s Not Fair Column

My name is Walter O’Rielly and I’m 12 years old.

I’m writing to you because I got two sets of problems. There’s stuff happening to me that no one will explain to me. And there’s stuff happening to me that just ain’t fair. So I’m wring this letter in hopes that maybe that doctor woman that writes answers for you, can answer my questions about what’s happening to me and the It’s Not Fair people can answer the complaints I have about how my life ain’t fair no more.

So, here’s a little about me. I’m 4'10" tall right now and weigh 70 pounds. I have very short dirty blond hair and hazel green eyes. I’m very skinny, my ribs show. Now, all of this is how I am right now. Not before we moved to Florida. Then I was 5' tall and weighed 85 pounds and I was allowed to let my hair grow long. Oh, and my ribs didn’t show either. Well some of them did, because I was still skinny, just not this skinny. So I just don’t understand how I can shrink?

Okay here goes. We recently moved to Florida and things were going great. I mean there’s so much more sun in Florida than my former home in Michigan. I can swim year round here in Florida. No way to swim in Michigan during the winter. It would turn your pecker into a popsicle.

It was two months ago that things in my life changed from great to a nightmare and I don’t understand what is happening to me. I found a copy of your magazine and skipped through it until I found letters sent in to your column. I read some of them, and found some other boys seem to be having similar but not exactly the same problems I’m having, so I decided I’m going to ask you about it. Now what I’m going to tell you is very embarrassing, so please be discreet with my information. Most of all don’t tell my mom.

Okay. Before we moved to Florida I was starting puberty. It was obvious. My feet and hands got bigger. I was knocking things over and tripping on cracks in the sidewalk. So my body was for sure changing due to puberty. My peter and marbles had started growing too. My pecker went from one inch long to two and a half inches long. My marbles dropped down from my body and hung just under my peter. They were more the size of a whole walnut instead of a marble. I know all of this because after studying puberty in health class at school I started keeping measurements. I was on my way to becoming a man. I was getting boners all the time and I even could jerk off to a dry orgasm. I was doing it every day to see when I could get a wet one.

Shortly after we got here, I started shrinking. Like I said, I’m not 5' tall anymore. I shrank 2 inches. I also lost weight. I’m down to 70 pounds and I eat everything in sight, but I still lost 15 pounds. My feet are even smaller. Mom had to buy me smaller shoes. My pecker shrank back to one inch. My balls are back to marbles again. And worst of all I can’t get a orgasm at all. I can’t even make my peter bone up.

I asked my mom and she said it’s just part of growing up. I asked friends and they had no idea what is happening to me. I even asked my health teacher at my new school and all he said was boys mature at different rates. He explained I probably wasn’t ready for puberty yet so my body slowed it all down. Heck it didn’t just slow it down, it’s went in reverse and it has me scared. I’ve looked through my health book and I don’t see anything about boys going backwards in puberty. Please Doctor Woman. I need some answers. Why am I getting younger instead of older?

I don’t know if this has anything to do with anything or not. But shortly after getting here and before all this started happening, mom started putting a vitamin in my cereal every morning. She started with three drops but now I’m down to getting one drop every day. I asked her what it was but all she would say it’s a vitamin she found here in Florida that is supposed to help boys stay good boys. Once when mom wasn’t looking, I sneaked a peek at the vitamin bottle. It says on the label it is Vitamin P. Dosage 1 to 3 drops daily. Then in small type at the bottom it says, ‘Made by Puericil Inc.’ I tried looking it up in the vitamin charts but I can’t find it anywhere.

So, Doctor Woman will you explain to me what this vitamin is and what’s happening to me and when puberty will start back up again? Please. Please. Please. You’ll make me a very happy boy if you can help me.

Okay. That’s the stuff that has me very worried. Now the stuff that just ain’t fair. Mom’s changing my life completely and I don’t think it’s fair at all what she’s making me do. So I’m going to tell you about her and what she making me do, so you can tell me how to change her back, because I don’t like any of these changes.

This change is bazaar. Mom is making me go naked most of the time. The only time I can wear clothes is when I go to school or to the store or something like that. But at home and even at friend’s houses I have to be naked. I even have to be naked outside around my house. I’m 12 years old. That’s way too old to be naked in front of people.

Now what’s really weird about all this. When I was little, I wanted to run around naked and mom told me I couldn’t because it was nasty for boys to be showing off their willies. Now she demands that I’m naked and show off my pecker to everyone. It ain’t fair! A boy as old as me, should be allowed to wear clothes. I’m right, Ain’t I? Please say I’m right. That I should wear clothes because I’m to old to be naked. That way I can show her your answer and she will let me wear clothes again.

Okay, this is humiliating. Mom demands that I call her mommy. I haven’t called her mommy since I was seven years old. Do you know how humiliating it is, to be in a store where schoolmates are around and I have to say, mommy?” Mommy this and mommy that. Only one friend has to call his mom, mommy and I’ll get to him later, but all my other friends say mom. It ain’t fair I have to call her mommy. It’s so babyish.

Now about my friend. His name is Jason and he lives down the street from me. He’s 12 also and he’s in most of my classes at school. Including gym class. Whatever is happening to me, I guess has already happened to him, because he’s as small as me and no signs of puberty at all. Oh and he can’t get a boner either. We are the last two boys picked when the other boys pick teams for sports stuff. That’s bad enough, but this is what ain’t fair. When I go over his house, his two sisters are allowed to play with our peckers. Last Saturday mom (mommy) and I went for a visit and we watched ‘Home Alone 2 and 3'. During the first movie Cassie who is 11 played with my peter and Kerrie who is 13 played with Jason’s peter. They switched around for the second movie. Our mom’s, (Mommies), were right there watching it all happen. We both stayed soft the entire time and they played with them all through both movies. Now, when I was little, mom, I mean mommy, slapped my hand every time I touched my weenier. She even got mad at me and spanked me when she caught me playing with it through my pants pockets. Now she’s letting girls play with my dickie all they want. That just ain’t fair at all. No one should be allowed to play with my private parts without my permission. Especially girls shouldn’t be allowed to play with it. It ain’t fair. Don’t you agree, that girls should keep their hands off boys peckers?

Am I weird or something? What’s wrong with me? I’m changing back into a little boy but no one seems to care about it. Heck mom is even giving me baths again. I’ve been bathing myself since I was eight years old. Mom even said she is going to find a girl to babysit me and she would be allowed to give me baths. I know Kerrie babysits Jason so she might be babysitting me soon. That most definitely ain’t fair. I’m 12 years old. I don’t need a babysitter. And for sure, I don’t need a girl babysitter giving me baths. Life ain’t fair and I need your help to convince my mom (mommy) to change everything back the way it used to be.

I’m really, really, really confused.

My life is so different now that we moved to Florida and I don’t understand any of it.

Please help me understand,

Walter.

The response to the letter:

Hello Walter,

We are not printing your letter in the magazine because some of the language you used is unsuitable for it, and also because the purpose of the It's Not Fair column is to complain and let off steam about things that seem unfair to you, not to ask for medical information. If you are worried about your development, it's your mommy you should be talking to, and if she says it's fine you should trust her, because she has more experience than you and wants the best for you. I encourage to talk to her again and explain your worries.

Regarding the changes in the rules, it sounds to me like your mommy has realized that childhood is a precious thing that you should experience and enjoy as much as you can. This may seem difficult to understand for you. After all, boys want to grow and be men. That's only natural. But once you are actually a man you'll realize that there were very good things about being a boy. The ability to enjoy yourself without cares or worries. In some ways, you have little freedom, having to follow the rules your mommy sets for you, but in other ways, the lack of adult responsibility is a great freedom. Enjoy it while you are still a kid.

If you look at very little boys, I meam, even younger than you, they do not care they are naked. Neither should you. There's nothing dirty or rude about your body. It's just natural. And it's also normal that girls will be curious about it. So, if your mommy says you are to be naked at home and at your friends home, then you are going to be naked, and that's all there is to it. Everyone will see every part of you, so what's the use of worrying? Just enjoy being a little boy for a bit longer. Let yourself relax and enjoy your mommy taking care of you and bathing you. And if the girls are curious about your peenie and want to play with it, let them. After all, what do you have to hide? It's not as if they haven't seen you naked before, is it?

Eventually you'll become a grown up, but that time hasn't come yet. Don't worry so much about modesty, because that's something that grownups and girls need, not little boys.

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