It's Not Fair

It's Not Fair - Jamie's Letter

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This story is set in the Puericil Universe.

This is a letter to the INF column of the Boy Stuff. Read previous letters in the series for more context.

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Jamie (15)
Dear It’s not Fair,

My name is Jamie and I need your help urgently! I am on Puericil as long as I remember. I guess it was since my mother gave me those red pills when I was a little child. But being a Puericil-boy isn’t really that bad and has never been much of a problem for me. There are two other boys in my class who are also on Puericil, Micky and Jim. They are my best friends. Sure, sometimes our classmates tease us, especially since they “hit pubarti” or how the adults call it. They make fun of us because we still play with Lego and like to watch funny cartoons on TV. But what’s wrong about that? I guess they’re only jealous because we have better grades than them! So I don’t care about it. Also, our class teacher, Mrs. Abbott, always takes care of us Puericil boys. If those bad boys are too mean to us, we just tell it Mrs. Abbott and she’s then asking them to apologize to us, otherwise she would “have a conversation with their parents”. That’s only fair, isn’t it?

Also, I am happy that I don’t have siblings, I mean female ones! You know, my friend Micky has a younger sister who is only 12. He told me that she’s in charge of him when his mother isn’t around and that she even spanks his hiney when he doesn’t behave. I couldn’t believe that, until I once actually saw her doing it to him when I slept over at his house. Really, she was spanking his naked tushie with a ping-pong paddle! Making him cry like a baby! Of course, my mommy sometimes spanks me too but that happens really seldom because I’m a good boy. And she is my MOMMY, not my younger sister!

I’m telling you all this because I always thought that I had quite a comfortable life as a Puericil boy. Until now!
It’s because recently, my mother told me that I have to attend a youth health trade fair which will take place in our town next week. She said that I am going to be a “live model” for the Puericil company on their booth. But I don’t want to!

Here’s what happened before: Two weeks ago, Micky, Jim and I were instructed to visit the school nurse’s office. That was really weird as we usually only visit the nurse for our annual medical check-ups or when we feel sick. But none of us felt sick so I was wondering why she wanted to see us.

I was even more surprised when it wasn’t our school nurse, Miss Hamilton, who awaited us. No, it was a strange woman in a white gown who introduced herself as “Doctor Rogers”. She said she was a pidiatrist and that she needed to “assess” the school’s Puericil boys. This meant we had to strip naked and one by one each of us had to endure a very unpleasant examination. During this, we even had to lay down on a gurney and put our legs onto stirrups so she could fumble our private parts and put her finger into our hineys which I found highly embarrassing! Why was that necessary? She was also carrying a clipboard on which she took notes all the time.

This went on for about an hour until she told us to “Stand straight and wait. There’s someone who wants to see you now.”
Jim was asking her if we could at least get our clothes back. He was very politely, but the Doctor just barked: “No! You stay as you are! And no covering. Keep your hands at your sides!” Really, none of us had a clue what this was all about, though we didn’t dare to ask her. You know there’s this rule that says “Always obey and never question an authority” which a well-behaved boy better follows.

A few moments later, Doctor Rogers came back with another woman. But this woman wasn’t a doctor. She wasn’t wearing a gown or something like that. No, she looked like a… I don’t know.. a “business-lady”? Anyway, I’m sure that this business lady was the one who is selecting boys for the youth health fair because she too inspected us and was firing questions about or Puericil therapy and our family life. Whenever she wanted to know something about our health or our “physique” she asked Doctor Rogers who supported her with the needed information on her clipboard.

My turn was last. I felt so unpleasant when she was looking me up and down with a stern look and telling me to turn around. I don’t even remember all the questions she asked me nor my answers, but I still remember the strong odor of her perfume. I also remember how she took my peenie and my ballsies in her hand and moved them around with her cold fingers which made me shiver! Eventually, she nodded to the doctor and simply said: “He will do.” That was all. No explanation, no more words. Nothing. I then was told to get dressed without any kind of explanation.

Next day, my mom got a phone call from someone who told her that “they” had chosen me as a live-model for the upcoming youth trade health fair. And my mom actually agreed! She was really enthusiastic about it and told me to that I should be “proud”. When I asked her what I had to do there she said something like “You and some other boys have the privilege to support the Puericil company and the products they’re selling. It’s quite an easy job and it will only be for three days. You even get a day off from school to be there! Sounds like fun, doesn’t it?”

At first, I loved that idea. A day off from school. How cool is that! I was really looking forward to this event, but yesterday, Micky told me what those “Puericil fairs” really are about! He showed me a letter in your “Boy’s stuff”-magazine written by this boy called Peter. In this, he was describing all the terrible things he has to endure like being kept naked and being presented to strangers! And then there’s these awful trainings he was talking about. Girls diapering him and putting a thermometer into his tushie. He even gets spanked by girls… and they’re doing it just for practice! That’s so sick! I couldn’t believe what I read in this letter. It sounded so crazy! So wrong! But then Micky told me about an another Puericil boy he knows who himself had been a live model in the past and who confirmed that everything was exactly true! The boy said it was the most embarrassing and humiliating experience of his life.

I don’t want this happen to ME! I don’t want to be presented naked to strange women and girls. Also, I’m so afraid of those Puericil hostesses because this boy told Micky how strict they are. I guess they are like this scary lady who inspected us at school.

Of course, I told my mom about it and begged her not to send me to this fair but she said “Nah, it won’t be that bad, Jamie. Naked or not, I’m sure you will like it there as you can show all the visitors what a well-behaved boy you are. Maybe you even find some new friends.” How can she say that! Believe me, I was protesting like crazy and even started to cry. But that’s when my mom became really angry and threatened me “Stop that childish behavior young man or it’s gonna be ME who’s going to spank you right now. You WILL take part at this fair, and if I have to drag you to it! End of discussion!”

There’s also another thing that worries me. Just after my fateful encounter with this strange business lady I saw her talking to my class teacher, Mrs. Abbott. I secretly watched them from a distance and was somehow hoping that my beloved teacher would confront the woman during their conversation. I mean, our school and her students are none of this woman’s business! But instead, it seemed as if they both knew and liked (!) each other because Mrs. Abbott was laughing and finally even hugging her! That means they're in cahoots together, doesn’t it?! I’m so desperate now. It’s like the whole world has conspired against me!

So, can you please, PLEASE talk to my mommy?! You must know that I’m a very shy and sensitive boy who’s also very small for his age. Just picturing being naked in front of strange women or even GIRLS is horrific! There could even be girls from my school or even from my class who see me! That would be SO EMBARRASSING!

Please tell my mom to change her mind!!!

Yours,
Jamie

The magazine published response:

Dear Jamie,

Thank you for writing to us! There is indeed nothing wrong about being on Puericil, and it’s no reason for other boys to tease you. We are happy Mrs. Abbott looks after you when other boys are being mean to you guys.

What happens to your friend Micky is quite normal. It’s not that different from having your mommy spank you when you are naughty, you know? If you had a sister, she would probably be much more mature than you, because boys mature more slowly than girls. Even if your sister were younger, she would probably be in charge of you, look after you and, yes, even spank your hiney when you are a bad boy. Just like Micky’s sister does, and just like your mommy does. It’s normal, so you shouldn’t tease Micky about it. Even though you don’t have a younger sister, you might someday get in trouble at Micky’s home and get spanked by her sister, along with your friend. Getting spankings hurts and it’s not pleasant, but it happens!

But fortunately you are a good boy, and as long as you behave you don’t have to worry about that.

Jamie, if your mommy tells you that you are going to be a “live model” for the Puericil company on their booth, then that’s what’s going to happen. It doesn’t matter if you want to or not, in the end your mommy is the one in charge, not you. I realize that something new like that sounds scary, but you have to consider that it’s an opportunity for you, to see new things and meet new people. You’ll be helping people, too!

Think about it, what are you so worried about? You know your mommy would not sign you up for anything that would really hurt you! It doesn’t matter that much if you have to be naked, does it? You are a little boy! And you know that little boys shouldn’t be so modest. So don’t be shy. Besides, you’ll be with other boys, so it won’t be so embarrassing. You have just been naked in front of the nurse and doctor, didn’t you? And it did not really hurt, so what’s different about this? Like with all new experiences, there will probably be parts that you like more and parts that you like less, but you should go with an open mind and be a good boy and do your best. In the end, even if you don’t like it at all, it will be over very soon.

Cheer up and mind what your mommy and the other grownups say! If your attitude is good it surely won’t be as bad as you think. Let us know what happens, OK?

A big hug!

(The End)