A Christmas Curiosity Satisfied Chapter 2
By TCP

Copyright 2011 by TCP, all rights reserved

A Christmas and New Year's Eve Story Challenge Entry

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Author's Note:

All of TCP's stories are just that - stories. There is a marked difference between fantasy and reality and it is very easy to fall foul of the real world and what is acceptable in the real world. I do not condone any abusive behaviour in the real world and we must act as responsible citizens to ensure the on-line safety of our future generations. Fantasy is a powerful thing, but let it remain fantasy. Lead yourself not into temptation - and deliver yourself from evil.

If you intend to edit or alter this story, please only do so for your own purposes. Please only re-post or repackage this story if you give me (the author) the credit for the original draft.

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A Christmas Curiosity Satisfied
A tale of a thirteen year old boy's Christmas woes at the hands of his younger sister and girl cousins...

Characters:
The Johnsons:
Sarah Johnson (widower) - 37 years old (mother to Jack and Becky) Jack Johnson - 13 years old (Becky's brother) Becky Johnson - 12 years old (Jack's sister)

The Cousins:
Frankie Taylor (divorced) - 35 years old (Mrs Johnson's sister in law and the twins' mother)

Karen Taylor - 11 years old (Katie’s twin)
Katie Taylor - 11 years old (Karen’s twin)

Chapter 2 - Christmas Day...

Jack was awake first... he retrieved Becky's panties from underneath his pillow, and gave the crotch a final deep sniff. He knew he was now hooked on that smell and it gave him and instant hard-on. Several times in the night he had been tempted to actually lick the crotch of the panties, and get a taste of what a girl was like `down there.' But he couldn't bring himself to do it. That was just too scary and naughty. He was also tempted to masturbate again before he got up, but he was eager to shower and get to his presents.

In the bathroom, Jack returned the panties to the wash-basket and then took a shower. He was a very thorough boy when it came to showering and took a great deal of time and pride in his body cleanliness. Being uncircumcised, Jack knew the importance of cleaning himself properly down there and always made sure his bottom was spotless.

From her room Becky was now awake and heard Jack in the shower. She imagined what he must be doing and what he might look like all naked, standing in front of her. She recalled the mobile phone film that she took the night before and soon got the by now familiar nervous tingle between her legs that only seemed to relax when she pressed her legs together tightly.

Becky felt different, a little more confident in herself suddenly. And she knew most importantly that although it was going to be naughty, she could start her plan at any time...

Christmas morning progressed well with a nice jovial atmosphere prevailing in the lounge after breakfast. Jack was wearing a pair of dark green khaki combat trousers, and a dark green t-shirt with a picture of a military jet on the front. His sister was wearing a grey and red sweater top and a cotton pleated dress which came down to her knees. She didn't know it, but when she spun round through the Christmas excitement, the material lifted up and revealed her pale blue panties.

There was the mutual exchanges of gifts and even Jack was being nice to his sister, giving her three presents in all. He gave her a grey ornamental teddy with `Best Sister In The World' on the tummy, a very large selection box of her favourite chocolates and best of all, the new CD of her favourite boy band.

Becky was a little overcome with how nice Jack was being and she graciously pecked her brother on the cheek.

"Thanks Jack - these presents are really nice of you." Jack stepped back with a sly grin on his face and Becky had nearly decided to forget the whole thing about her brother and her panties. But then Jack broke the spell, in spades...

"I see you got your dumb hockey stick then... and what's this? A training bra!!" Jack teased his sister mercilessly. "Do you really need a bra little sister?" and with those cutting words from her brother, she decided that he really did need teaching a lesson.

`I just have to pick the right moment,' she thought. She didn't want to ruin Christmas Day for their mother and any way, she'd got a lot of new stuff to mess with first.

Soon, it was mid-morning, with dinner cooking and Christmas music playing through the house while Becky and Jack examined their presents over and over again. Soon, Jack retreated to the study to set up the Nintendo Wii system in there.

As expected, Jack and Becky's aunt Frankie arrived around noon with their two girl cousins Karen and Katie, both eleven years old and almost identical twins. The twins were very pretty with streaky blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Karen was more `girly' than her `tomboy' sister Katie. Even so, it was Karen who wore her hair short and straight while Katie had her hair up in `pig-tails.' Karen was wearing a thick red cardigan over a simple white t-shirt and with a denim skirt down to her knees and thick cream stockings. Katie meanwhile was dressed almost boyishly in jeans and woollen jumper over a t-shirt. Apart from the clothes, the hairstyle was the only physical thing that marked them out from each other.

Aunt Frankie was divorced from Sarah's brother and he lived abroad now, never seeing his daughters other than on an occasional video conference. The twins had spoken to their father earlier that morning.

Jack and Becky had differing emotions about the visit of their cousins. For Jack, it meant being in the house with 5 females while he was the only boy. Three girls and one boy - he didn't know how he would he cope with all of their whining, squealing and unbridled girliness.

Though he wouldn't admit it to even himself, Jack was secretly a little excited at the prospect of their visit. He had a bit of a pubescent crush on Katie - she sometimes played computer games with him and also played football for a girls team. His growing curiosity relating to girls distracted him and he briefly fantasised about maybe getting to examine the twins' panties later on during their stay, or maybe, getting more brave, catching them `accidentally' getting changed. His curiosity about girls was indeed growing, as was the expectant tingle in his young cock as he exchanged a smile with Katie.

Becky meanwhile was more openly glad to see the girls. The Taylor's were visiting for the whole of Christmas and through to New Year's Day. Her mind was filled with girlish opportunities to dress up, try out make-up, gossip and watch girly films. She also knew that there was plenty of time to include the twins in the downfall of her brother!

Sarah and Frankie exchanged greetings and wished each other a Happy Christmas. Sarah explained that dinner was cooking and the dining room was all prepared. As the Taylor's filed in with their luggage, Sarah told them to go straight through and make themselves at home. Karen brought in a suitcase which was big enough to contain all of the clothing and paraphernalia for both twins, while Katie visibly struggled with a large brown cardboard box about a metre or so in length.

Becky's mother explained that Frankie would be sleeping in the spare bedroom on the ground floor, while the twins would have air-beds set up in Becky's room. The girls squealed with delight at the thought of sharing a room together with the prospect of late night gossip, games and the internet!

Becky and the twins were climbing the stairs excitedly when Jack heard Karen giggling in the distance;

"Wait `til you see one of the things we got this year Becks..."

"Yeah!! It's so cool Becky - it even pees!!" Katie added giddily.

"Girls," Sarah said. "Just drop your stuff in Becky's room for now, we can sort your bedding out later... Come straight back down and we can exchange presents before dinner."

Jack didn't have a clue what the girls were giggling about as they disappeared into Becky's room in a haze of excitement. He turned to kiss his aunt before going off to the games room to start playing tennis on the Wii console again.

`Girls are so dumb and silly!' he thought.

Up in Becky's room, the three girls continued their excited chatter and giggling. Karen piped up first,

"We've bought over our funniest present, you've just gotta see it! It's so cool!"

"Yeah Becks!' added Katie with a broad knowing grin on her face. "It's a doll, in the shape of a boy..." Becky was confused and stunned not fully understanding what her young cousins were trying to tell her. Katie giggled and continued in a whisper, "It even has a little willy! And the best bit..."

"Hey Katie, this is my news!" Karen interjected and then quieting to a whisper as well. "The best bit is that you can make him pee and do other stuff!!"

"Cool," Becky said, suddenly understanding why the girls were so excited. "But aren't you a little young now for baby dolls?"

"Well," Katie said. "This doll is kind of different... It's not a baby doll like those toys you sometimes see on TV. This one is designed to actually look like a twelve year old boy! Oh, and it's so funny! Wait `til after dinner and we'll set him up and show you!"

"Who needs a real, nasty boy to show us what boys are like..." Katie suggested. "We've got Olly!" Becky's plan was starting to fall into place now with a new potential twist.

Downstairs, Sarah and Frankie were talking about their daughters in the lounge.

"The twins have been asking a lot of questions about how boys look `downstairs' and how they work," Frankie began. "I think they have some lessons coming up next year on the differences between the sexes and how we interact to reproduce. So I thought it would be good for them to learn some things now rather than save it all up to discuss at once and risk them being overwhelmed. They don't have a brother to discuss with and learn things from and I don't think they have ever had the nerve to play `I'll show you mine if you show me yours' with any of the boys at their school or in the neighbourhood."

"So you bought them a toy doll? Sarah replied. "Isn't it a little...childish to play with a toy doll?"

"Ah well, this doll is different. It's not really a toy at all and it is designed to teach them so much. Most anatomically correct dolls are just shaped like toy babies. This one is modelled on a real 12 year old boy, with all of his `equipment' in working order if you know what I mean!" Frankie explained and then shared a giggle with Sarah. Sarah didn't know what to say and blushed at the thought,

"So what does the doll show you? What does it do?"

"Well," Frankie continued, it has a little penis and testicles to explore and you can test out bodily reactions to stimulus. You can tickle the boy and... you can make the boy react in several different ways - just like you would with a real boy of that age..."

"I see," Sarah said, thinking deeply. "Do you think I should get Becky one of these too?"

"Well, they're not cheap and not all that readily available. I had to import `Olly' from the Ukraine and barely managed to get it through customs! I'm sure that the twins will share him with Becky if she still needs to get to grips with what boys look like."

"Hmmm," Sarah said. "I guess it wouldn't do Becky any harm. She's at that curious age too, just like Jack must be, but I can't get them to be friends for long enough to have a proper discussion about the birds and the bees with them both. Jack is such a handful and is so nasty to his sister sometimes. I guess he misses his father. I couldn't see them exploring each other. They just don't get along, so other than giving them a free reign on the internet which brings it's own risks, maybe a `doll' would be the answer..."

Back up in Becky's room, she had switched on her desktop computer and searched through her secret folders.

"Hey you two, have a look at this," Becky said.

"Are we going to be looking for naked boys?" Katie giggled, knowing that Becky had no parental settings on her computer.

"No silly! Well, not just yet anyway!" Becky blushed. "But I took this film last night... You've got to be real quiet and not say anything to anyone... okay?"

Curious, the twins quietened down and nodded their agreement eagerly. They loved secrets.

"Jack's been quite mean to me this year, in fact he's quite mean to girls full stop... I want you to help me get him back..." Becky explained as she set up the image player.

The film footage began, showing the journey from Becky's decorated bedroom, out onto the landing and towards the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, clearly through secret filming, Jack came into view, wearing his pyjamas.

"So what?" Katie asked impatiently. "It's just him in his pyjamas in the bathroom, no big deal... You must see him in his PJs all the time."

"Keep watching..." Becky said. The twin girls fell silent again and watched as Jack slowly opened the lid of the wash-basket, and paused for ten to fifteen seconds - thinking. Becky hadn't noticed it the previous night, but she could see Jack bite his lip as if in confrontation with his thoughts.

The three girls then watched Jack reach inside the basket. Katie giggled when she saw Jack pull out a pair of pink cotton panties and hold them up in front of his face into the light.

"They've got strawberries on! Aren't they your panties Becky?" Karen asked curiously, knowing that her cousin really liked strawberry patterned clothing and gifts.

"No! Jack wears pink underwear!!" Becky teased her cousin. "Silly! Of course they're mine! Keep watching..."

The girls continued to watch the amazingly clear film footage that showed Jack examining the panties with very wide, curious eyes. Becky's heart was pounding with shame and a growing naughty excitement again as butterflies danced inside her stomach.

"My gosh! He's running his fingers along where... you know," Katie said with shock in her voice. Even she was feeling a little embarrassed at what her boy cousin was doing in the film. "What would a boy want to do that with a girl's panties for?"

"He's touching where your cunny goes!" Karen explained. "Oh my god!" she panted.

After another minute or so of watching Jack fingering along the crotch of Becky's panties, on the screen, Jack lifted the panties to his nose and breathed in deeply.

"Oh my God! Did he just sniff your panties?" gasped Katie. The girls giggled in disbelief as they observed the prominent bulge tenting at the front of Jack's pyjamas as the film continued. They watched Jack continue to sniff the panties with that dreamy, lusty look on his face...

The twins moved closer to the screen in excited anticipation of what might come next, given the regular shots of the bulge in Jack's PJs. But just as the boy's hand started to snake into his pyjamas, the film stopped...

"Oh, what happened?" Karen said in disappointment. "Didn't you get his `thing' on film?"

"No... I was quite angry and I had to stop. But it was odd as I felt excited at the time and it made me feel tingly, `down there...' you know?" Becky explained.

"Mmmm, I feel quite funny down there too, and I feel quite giddy after watching that!" Katie agreed.

"And me..." confirmed Karen. "It feels so naughty doesn't it? Watching Jack be so naughty like that! So what does this have to do with us? Your brother likes your panties and probably touches his willy too while he examines them... It's not like we got to see his..."

"Well..." Becky began explaining to her cousins the sort of things that Jack had done to her and her friends during the year. The list of crimes against her and her friends was quite pithy.

"So you see, I want to make him squirm and feel uncomfortable... nothing too heavy today though since it's Christmas. But tomorrow, the fun really begins and I want you to help me. I want him to be sorry for what he's done and to understand that being a boy, is not always the best thing in the world... Your doll and this film here will be our ammunition..."

And the girls hatched a very clever plan to avenge Jack's history of bad behaviour towards Becky and her friends and to satisfy their curiosity about boys at the same time.

Back downstairs, Jack was getting to grips with the tennis game on the Wii in the study. The girls came back down the stairs, giggling and whispering between themselves. Jack looked up and saw his sister and two girl cousins smiling knowingly at him and he felt a little uneasy, outnumbered.

"What you up to Jack?" Katie asked innocently.

"Playing tennis," he explained, blushing a little in the company of his secret crush.

"Can I play you?"

"Maybe later... but you'll get a whooping!"

"How do you know that?" Katie teased, almost knowing exactly what he was going to say next.

"Because, you're a girl!" Jack and Katie shared a scowl that meant that the battle lines had been drawn. There was no way Jack wanted to lose to a girl and unbeknownst to him, after what Katie and seen and heard, there was no way he was going to forget this Christmas.

"Hey kids," Sarah announced from the lounge. "It's time to exchange gifts and then it's dinner time..."

The four children excitedly went through to the lounge to open the rest of the presents that they had for each other. And over Christmas dinner, the three young girls were sharing secret glances and smiles and occasionally catching Jack's eye. He was quite unsettled for somebody that had `nothing to hide' and he put it down to his little secret crush on Katie and the fact that he was the only boy in amongst five females.

"So Jack," Karen began politely as dinner progressed. "Did you get anything nice for Christmas?"

"Well err..." the boy replied clumsily unused to having any meaningful discussion with a girl. "I got a couple of games for the Wii, like ATP Tennis and Call Of Duty Black Ops, I got some speakers for my Ipod, a couple of DVDs and some chocolate."

"Anything else?" Katie chimed in.

"I got some money too to go and buy some new clothes and I want to keep some left over so that I can go Go-Karting with my friends."

"Clothes?" Katie asked curiously. "Socks? Vests? Underpants maybe?"

"W-what?" Jack stammered, remembering his experience with Becky's panties the previous night.

"Oh Jack..." Frankie giggled. "Katie's just teasing you... she likes to know what clothes people buy. She's becoming a young lady now..." Karen, Becky and Katie all giggled again while Jack blushed, unsure what to say.

"Will you be getting some pants then Jack?" Becky continued the teasing.

"Mmmmm, yeah maybe, but if you must know, I am going to be getting jockey-shorts..."

"Oh, why's that?" Karen grinned, relishing how easy it was to make Jack blush.

"Well it's not really any business of yours what kind of pants I buy is it? How would you like it if I started asking questions about your underwear?" Jack said becoming irritated and not a little embarrassed at the intimate talk.

"I'm only asking..." Karen replied meekly, pretending that her feelings were hurt.

"Jack, calm down," Sarah said. "It's no big deal - you're a teenager now and starting to grow..." The girls stifled their giggles while Jack blushed even further.

"Mum! Stop it! You're embarrassing me!"

"Jack, young boys shouldn't be so modest," Sarah replied with a wry smile at her son before turning her attention to Karen and Katie. "Now girls... a lot of boys Jack's age are just starting their puberty and they need looser fitting underwear to enable their body to grow and breath properly..." Jack was mortified at how his mother was describing puberty to the girls at the Christmas Dinner table and describing how it affected boys.

"Do you mean his willy is getting bigger?" Katie giggled brazenly behind her hand.

"Katie! Don't be rude at the dinner table," Frankie chided her daughter while hiding her own amusement at her daughter's direct line of questioning. Becky and Karen both joined in with renewed sniggering.

"Actually Katie," Sarah explained, "Jack's `penis' to use the correct word is developing now yes and that is why his `penis' and testicles need more room to grow. Hence the jockey shorts. Briefs can get a little tight on boys and that is not healthy for their development."

"Mum!" Jack protested slamming down his knife and fork on the table. "Can I be excused now?" Jack was visibly unsettled.

"Not yet dear, we've still got pudding," Sarah replied, and then served out the Christmas pudding. Jack sank back into his chair, becoming increasingly annoyed with the girls. He had been rattled and felt humiliated even though the girls had done nothing but talk to him.

"What colour?" Karen asked, returning the conversation to it's original line of questioning.

"What colour, what?" Jack replied testily.

"What colour jockey-shorts? Green? Blue? Black? Pink maybe?"

Jack didn't say anything else, but scowled at the three girls smirking at him as he tucked into his Christmas pudding.

Once dinner was over, the children were dismissed from the table. Jack got up quickly and made a play to go to the study and pick up with his game of tennis. His mother knew where he was going so she stopped him right away.

"Jack, before you go back to that game, would you please be a darling and go with the girls to Becky's room and help set up the bedding?"

"Aww mum, do I have to?" Jack whined, eager to keep his distance from the girls.

"Yes you do - you're cousins have travelled all the way from Gloucester and we don't get the chance to be together as a family as often as we would like. The sooner it's done, the sooner you can all get back to your fun..."

So Jack and the three girls went up to Becky's room and started putting the bedding together. Becky got the clean quilts and sheets from the airing cupboard, while Jack unpacked the air-bed rolls from the loft. With everything back in Becky's room, the children found that there was no foot pump for the air-beds and they would have to be inflated manually.

Feeling quite full up from dinner, Jack wasn't looking forward to inflating both beds, so he asked Becky to help him out. Cracking on with the `plan,' Karen suggested a race to see who could inflate the bed the fastest.

"Yeah," Katie giggled. "Boy versus girl! C'mon Becky!"

"Wh-what?" Jack protested. "Me and her race? No way, it wouldn't be fair!"

"Are you scared of losing to a girl?" Katie quipped with a challenging look on her face, and putting the bait onto the hook. She knew from playing computer games and football with and against boys that their ego and over-confidence meant that in any battle of the sexes she was involved in that it seemed to mean more to the boy than the girl. However, girls had the advantage of being able to call any male victory as `hollow' as under normal circumstances, the boy would be expected to win. This always added more pressure to the boy, playing directly into the girl's hands.

"No way!" Jack scoffed, trying to stand his ground. "I beat her at stuff all the time. There's no way Becky can beat me. I'll beat her hands down, you'll see!"

"Mmmm, I'm not sure either," Becky agreed with a knowing wink at Katie.

"Awww c'mon Becks," Katie encouraged. "Just because he's a boy, doesn't mean he will win... I can beat boys..."

"I bet you can't beat me!" Jack said quickly. "What do you wanna bet?" Jack challenged, falling into their trap. During the argument about who would win, Karen and Becky mused over who might actually win. Karen was confident that her sister would beat Jack as Katie had been through breathing exercises to help boost stamina for her football training. The girls were quietly confident, while Jack knew he was going to win, purely because he was a boy.

"Okay then..." Katie finally picked up the challenge. "The loser has to go get a glass of pop for the rest of us."

"Easy..." Jack exclaimed. "C'mon then Katie, let's see what you've got in those lungs...' And the race was on.

Jack started confidently and powerfully, huffing and puffing with maximum effort in a bid to beat his girl cousin, win the bet and maintain his boyish pride. Katie meanwhile was making steady, calm progress with regular, constant rhythmic breathing.

Soon it was becoming clear that Katie's slower, calmer method was winning.

"C'mon Katie, you're winning! You're miles ahead of him!' Karen squealed in delight.

"Yeah! You're gonna beat the pants off him!" Becky urged, intending her pun. The threat of being beaten by a younger girl in a contest affected Jack's progress even more and his breathing became more ragged and determined. It was clear that Jack was wasting a lot of breath in his desperation, unable to make a clear seal around the inlet and allowing air to escape. His inefficiency was slowing down his progress.

Soon, with Jack almost out of breath and with his air bed only half-inflated, Katie jumped up victoriously and announced that she had finished.

"Yay!! I win, I win!! I've beaten you Jack!"

"Wow! Go girl!! You beat him! You beat a boy!' Karen squealed gleefully. Jack blushed scarlet as the reality of being beaten in a physical challenge by a girl, his younger cousin sank in. It was a horrible feeling for the boy. He felt ashamed and excited all at the same time and he was confused that his excitement had found it's way to his groin.

"You annihilated him more like!" Becky enthused, excitedly punching the air at the nature of her brother's defeat. "Look, he was barely half way through inflating his when you won, and now look at him! He's out of breath, whereas you are hardly in a sweat! It must be Girl Power..." Jack hated that phrase more than any other.

Becky showed differing emotions to that of her brother. She was grinning down at her beaten brother while her cousins commented on what had just happened. The precious excitement of victory channelled through her body as she relished the first female success against her brother...

"Okay Jack..." Becky sighed. "Now Katie has proven that girls can beat boys, you best go get us our drinks now..." Jack scowled at his sister,

"I'll get your drinks, but this proves nothing. Boys are still better than girls! You wait until we play on the Wii..." and Jack started to leave, unaware that the girls could see the bulge at the front of his combat trousers. Once Jack had left the room, the girls giggled and discussed the bulge.

"Wow," Katie grinned and then hushed to a whisper. "Looks like your brother got excited at getting beaten by a girl as well as looking at your panties!"

"Mmmmm, I don't think he's ever lost to a girl before. And you are two years younger than him! It certainly brought him down a peg or two..." Becky agreed. "Okay, while he's out, you set `Olly' up for when he gets back... time for a bit more fun with my brother..."

Katie excitedly stepped across the bedroom and retrieved the large brown cardboard box...

Downstairs, Jack reluctantly prepared the glasses of pop in the kitchen and placed them on a tray. He distantly heard his mother and Frankie talking in the lounge. His conflicting emotions unleashed feelings he had never previously had and only come close to feeling once before when Sally Greenwood had held him tightly so he couldn't get away and stole that kiss from his lips... He recalled wriggling hard to get away from her, but he just couldn't get free. Then her lips... the tingling and the hardness he felt in his dick... Powerless to stop her.

Jack questioned himself why he had gotten an erection when he was being beaten by his girl cousin.

`I didn't enjoy getting beaten... but why did I get stiff?' He couldn't understand it. What he did understand was that he wanted an opportunity to even the score with the three girls for their fun making of him. He was desperate to prove his superiority over the girls. The battle lines had been drawn again.

The glasses of lemonade chinked together on the tray as Jack carried them upstairs and the girls heard him coming. They fell silent as the boy reached the door. Jack nearly dropped the tray when he got inside the room and Katie closed the door quietly but firmly behind him and relieved him of the tray...

"What the hell is this?" Jack gasped in disbelief at the scene before him, standing with his hands on his hips. All three girls sat round a circular woollen rug on the floor of the bedroom and in the middle of the rug was a doll. The doll was lying down on it's back on a towel and was wearing a dark green t-shirt and khaki green combat trousers. Coincidentally, similar clothes to what Jack was wearing...

The doll appeared to be about a metre in length and looked to be a miniature version of a boy of around 12 years old. It certainly wasn't a baby or a toddler. It was a caricature of a boy and carried more than a passing resemblance to Jack himself...

"Jack, please meet Olly," Katie grinned. "He's our new doll..."

"B-but, that's not a baby doll, it's... it's a proper boy doll!" Jack observed, unsure what was coming next but didn't want to even think about it. "Aren't you girls a little old to be playing with new dolls?"

"Yes Jack... But Olly is very different, he's just like a twelve year old boy," Karen confirmed. She knelt down and stroked the doll's cheek and the doll wriggled a little and let out a giggle. "You see? You can interact with him. He's a very special boy."

"What do you mean?" Jack said, his heart beginning to race. The ramifications were becoming very clear - the boy doll represented a 12 year old boy and the girls could do anything they wanted to the caricature and the doll was powerless to stop them. Images of Sally Greenwood pushing him into that corner to kiss him filled his mind... and he tingled. Yes, this was a very different doll. A baby doll is naturally as powerless as a baby, but this was a miniature boy...

Becky watched her brother's reactions very closely and revelled in his growing discomfort and humiliation in the presence of the three girls. They hadn't even laid a finger on him and she still was a long way from playing her `ace' card... It was a smug feeling of satisfaction that Becky felt as Katie continued the demonstration.

"Let me take off his t-shirt, he looks a little hot..." Katie said enthusiastically and she knelt in closer and started to pull off Olly's t-shirt. After removing the garment from the doll, the three girls and a reluctant boy gathered round and took in the detail on the doll's torso.

"Wow! He's got nipples!" Becky commented. "And a cute little belly button too." She playfully circled the doll's belly button and Olly wriggled again at the brief touch.

"Yes," Karen continued intelligently. "Olly is a special doll designed for girls who do not have a brother or any other boy around to look after or who are just curious about boys and their bodies in general..."

"W-what do you mean? C-curious?" Jack stammered and blushed. He didn't like the way this was turning out. He just knew deep down which direction this was heading and realised that he was going to be made to feel quite embarrassed. He wanted to run and hide away somewhere but at the same time felt compelled to watch as his young crotch reacted to the possibilities of the girls' demonstration of their doll.

"Watch this..." Katie grinned. The pretty young girl started to tickle the boy doll under his arms and down the sides of his body. Karen started tickling the doll on his bare feet too. The boy doll started wriggling on the towel and was audibly giggling.

"You're tickling me..." the doll actually spoke between his giggles. It was a plain English accent, but it made the doll even more lifelike. The twins carried on their tickling assault on the boy doll. Jack found himself becoming a little breathless and aroused as the twins tickled the doll mercilessly like he had done to Becky the day before. Olly was powerless and completely at the girls' mercy.

Becky too realised the significance of the demonstration too as her preteen loins awoke while watching the tickling seduction. The imagery of the boy being helpless and tickled by the girls was in stark contrast to her own experiences with her brother where she had been the tickle victim so many times before. She found herself enjoying the boy doll's obvious helplessness and became quite aroused at the thought of getting an opportunity to torment a real boy in that way.

Jack was mortified at the tickle torture occurring before him.

`Girls shouldn't be doing this to a boy, even if it is a doll. He's so helpless... He can`t get away. Are they going to stop?' Jack thought. `And what next? This will give the girls silly ideas...' He shuddered to think about what ideas were passing through the minds of the three girls.

"Alright let him go...," Jack finally said as if defending his best friend. "C'mon girls, let him go... you've tickled him enough. Let's go and play something else..." Becky and the other girls knew that Jack was embarrassed at what he was seeing, but this was what they expected and planned. They escalated their tickling, but now Becky joined in and started rubbing over Olly's nipples.

"Stop it," the boy doll giggled. "Please stop tickling me!" but the girls continued. All of a sudden, Olly wriggled more than he had done before on the towel and his voice started to sound even more erratic. "Oh no.... please stop... please stop tickling me... Aggghh..."

Then the wriggling stopped and the three girls and Jack watched as a dark patch formed in the khaki combat trousers at Olly's crotch...

For a moment there was silence in the room as Jack, Becky, Karen and Katie's eyes watched the wet spot grow bigger and bigger in the doll's trousers.

"Yay!" Katie giggled. "We made him pee!" The other two girls giggled and grinned at each other smugly. Meanwhile Jack was inwardly furious at what he had just seen. He felt shocked, embarrassed and turned on at the same time.

"We made him pee in his pants!!" Karen taunted in a sing-song voice and the girls all shared a `high five. Then they looked at Jack. "Hey Jack what's up? Don't you like him?"

"That is so wrong what you just did to him... it... He was helpless and you just carried on tickling him. You've made him wet his pants and humiliated him..." Jack continued to blush. He felt embarrassed on behalf of the boy doll and he couldn't explain it. It was only a doll.

"Awww, spoil sport," teased Katie, intrigued by the word `humiliated.' "I bet you would love to get your hands on a girl version of Olly - if they ever make one..." That made Jack feel worse, knowing that there were more of these dolls out there, but only for girls to play with. He hated the thought. For some reason he hated the thought that there wasn't even a girl equivalent for boys to play with. It was so unfair.

"So what else does it do?" Becky asked quietly, pushing her legs together and sipping her drink.

"Well the best bit is yet to come..." Katie went on, enjoying the air of self importance at the show being put on and pleased that it was having the desired effect on Jack. She knew that Jack was a secret admirer of hers, being able to tell from the way he looked at her and acted when they were together. She was flattered that an older boy found her attractive and she found him quite sweet to look at too. However, from what Becky had said, he needed teaching a lesson on respecting girls and that being a boy was not the `box-seat' he thought it was... "This was the first time we made him pee in his pants. We wanted to see everything earlier so we had him fully nude back at our house when we tested him out..."

"What do you mean... fully nude?" Jack muttered and blushed, unable to accept the inevitable notion of what was coming next... Katie giggled knowingly,

"Well, let's have a look shall we? This is my favourite bit..." She knelt in towards `Olly' and pulled at the elastic waistband of his khaki trousers, slowly tugging them down his thighs and off... There, before the three girls and Jack was a miniature naked 12 year old boy - complete with a flaccid penis and testicles...

Jack was mortified as Becky gasped and covered her growing, blushing smile. He was outraged that the girls were all seeing the private parts of a boy, even if they were synthetic and attached to a doll. They were a very good detailed depiction of a boy's hairless, uncircumcised genitals too. Katie went on,

"He comes with twenty five different outfits... Mmmm, isn't his little willy neat? I measured it this morning and it's an inch and a half long. His little balls are made of a synthetic polymer and they are quite firm in his nut-sack. Mum says you can get circumcised dolls too, and black ones... but I think Olly is really sweet. I just love playing with his willy."

Jack watched in renewed horror as Katie began to delicately fondle along the doll's penis. She was touching his private parts... Karen then joined her sister to reach in, and began to stroke Olly's finely detailed, wrinkly scrotum. Immediately, the doll started wriggling again on the towel and his eyes widened.

"Mmmm, that tickles..." Olly giggled. "You're playing with my private parts... I have a willy, which is really called a penis, and I have two little nuts underneath... those are my testicles and they are enclosed in my scrotum..." the doll said. "I like it when girls play with me..."

"Here Becky, you have a go..." Katie said looking at Jack, and Becky moved in close to the doll's genitals enjoying the sight of the naked miniature doll. It was easy for her to imagine herself looking at a real naked boy and doing this to him.

"Oh... It's quite soft, but firm at the same time," Becky commented as she tickled up and down the little shaft with her fingers. Almost instinctively, but more from the playground chatter with other girls at school, Becky circled Olly's penis with her thumb and forefinger and gripped a little tighter. "Wow! What's happening?" Becky asked as she felt the little penis judder.

"Oh he's just getting a boner!" Karen giggled. "He said he liked it when girls play with him... I guess all boys like being played with by girls - right Jack?" Jack ignored the question as impossible to answer and watched closely at what was happening. He was feeling totally embarrassed on behalf of his gender as the doll seemingly gave up all of the `secret' information that he didn't think was right for girls to know. But still he felt compelled to watch as the doll lay there wriggling, unable to stop the girls from playing with him, dominating him, humiliating him - abusing him.

Now Jack felt helpless again too and his own penis responded to the ongoing seduction - and he wasn't the one being touched. While being turned on at the powerful imagery being played out with the doll, deep down, he realised that he was jealous of the doll. Maybe he wanted to be played with by the girls - but he would never admit it. He had too much pride in his boyhood and wanted to keep it a secret.

"Mmmm, it tingles..." the boy doll suddenly gasped again and Becky felt the little synthetic penis start to grow in her hand. It stiffened straight up to a length of some 2 ½ inches and Becky let go, unable to contain her giggles other than through tensing the muscles between her legs and sipping her lemonade. This had been a real revelation to Becky and was fuelling her curiosity for more.

"If Olly is meant to depict a 12 year old boy," Becky began, regaining her composure. "Why doesn't he have hair down around his willy? I've already got some hair down there..." She knew the answer, but just wanted to make her brother squirm a little, pressing home their advantage over the boy. Karen, the little `know-all' announced proudly,

"Mum says that girls mature quicker than boys and it is reasonable to expect that a boy like Olly would not have started to grow his pubic hair yet. Olly's instructions also say that too. I guess that's something else that makes us girls better than boys..." The three girls giggled and looked over at Jack to gauge his reaction.

"Awww it's not funny," Jack protested. "This shouldn't be allowed. Girls shouldn't be allowed to do this sort of stuff to a boy who can't respond properly or defend himself, doll or no doll." The girls just smirked at him,

"Feel free to leave if you don't like it and go back to your Wii, while we make Olly wee!" Katie teased. But Jack was curious to see what the girls were doing and through his shame, he continued to watch.

Olly's penis began to shrink again after Becky had let go. The girls giggled as they watched the boy doll's cock shrink back to it's normal size and floppy state. Karen then seized the initiative and tickled the tip of Olly's penis. It quickly grew and the doll let out a playful giggle as it wriggled on the towel again.

Soon, Karen had the boy doll's penis back up to full mast and followed Becky's lead, stroking firmly up and down the little shaft.

"Mum told me that this is called mas... mastur..."

"It's masturbation Karen..." Katie said smugly. "But the I've heard the boys at school call it `wanking...'" The other two girls giggled at the use of the naughty word and at what it meant. "Wank him Karen! Make him pee again! Make his willy pee!"

Jack could not believe it as he watched the girls sexually abuse the doll on the floor in front of them. He was horrified to discover that he was fully aroused himself now and was experiencing his own full-mast erection as his heart pounded in his chest through the feelings of embarrassment. At this point, he felt ashamed to be a boy as the girls slowly masturbated the doll in front of them.

Soon, Olly was panting and wriggling just like he was before he wet his pants.

"Mmmmm, it tickles and tingles. Mmmmmm, I'm gonna... Mmmmm, Uhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum..." the boy doll muttered before it thrust it's hairless crotch forward. Karen let go of the penis and the three girls and Jack sat back and watched as the little sex organ pulsed and waggled a little bit, before a shot of liquid spurted from the tip, followed by another spurt, then another...

The girls giggled at how far the liquid shot across Becky's room.

"Shit!" Becky grinned. "I've got to get me one of these and show the other girls..."

"It's only water," Katie informed her audience, "but the instructions says that boys shoot sperm, which is a thicker, creamy coloured liquid when they cum..."

"Is that true Jack?" Karen asked the clearly blushing boy. "Jack?"

"Jack?" Becky asked more firmly. He looked at his sister, back down at the receding penis of the boy doll and then back at his sister's grinning face.

"What?" Jack replied a little out of breath and not too far off tears.

"Do boys shoot sperm when they cum?"

"I'm not telling..." and Jack swiftly left the room to go and play something else as the girls giggled.

With Jack now away and unlikely to bother the girls for the rest of the day, Becky and the twins topped up the water in the boy doll and tried a few different tactics to make him pass water one way or another. Katie used a feather to tickle Olly's nipples to see what reaction that brought and was surprised to see the doll wriggle and sprout an erection without any contact to his private parts.

Becky filmed the repeated sexual abuse of the boy doll on her mobile phone but soon, the initial novelty wore off (for now) and the girls packed Olly away with a fresh outfit on. Becky booted up her computer and downloaded the Mpegs of Olly into the same folder as the film she had of Jack and her panties. While the machine was booting up, the girls talked openly amongst themselves.

"How cool was that?" Becky enthused. "It was so easy to make Jack feel uncomfortable - the plan is working and I haven't even played the Ace yet..." The twins giggled and agreed.

"I saw how upset and embarrassed he was getting," Karen replied.

"And I saw that he had a bulge in his trousers when he left! That's twice now that he's become excited when you wouldn't expect a boy to enjoy it - first when he lost the race and now this show!" Katie added.

"How does it make you feel though? Having a boy doll that is so realistic that you can do all of that to him and that shows you what boys have between their legs and how they work?" Becky asked.

"Well, I think it's right that girls get to find out all this stuff," Karen stated firmly. "I mean, Mum tells us to be careful around boys, particularly older ones who `just want to get into your pants' and that we need to find out about them before they get to find out all about us. That way we can make an educated decision about what we might want to or not do with a boy and we get to second guess what they are feeling and are up to."

"Mmmm, it's a bit late in this case with Jack though Becky," Katie added. "He's already sniffing at your panties behind your back!" Becky blushed at the thought as Karen continued,

"I guess Jack is right in a way though, we are humiliating the doll. I mean, Olly can only sit there and let us do what we want to do with him and the outcome is always going to be the same - he pees or shoots one way or another and he can't do anything about it."

"But isn't that how it's always been with dolls?" Becky asked. "I mean, dolls have always been inanimate..."

"Yes I guess, but Olly really is different in this sense," Katie explained. "With the Barbie and Ken dolls you could make into any scenario you wanted and live life. Olly is basically just a learning doll. You can do all sorts of stuff to him, and practice - whatever, but at the end of the day, he's just a miniature twelve year old boy with working parts! It's like having your own boy under your control."

"Yeah," Karen agreed. "It made me feel quite powerful to see him naked and make him do all that stuff. And it made me feel kind of `superior' to Jack knowing that there isn't a girl doll for boys to play with like we do. Watching him squirm was the best bit, though I do love playing with Olly's private parts!"

"Yes, I know how you feel... it made me all hot and tingly between my legs too and I've got a bit of a wet spot forming," Becky said quietly sharing her secret. The twins nodded and confirmed that they felt the same,

"It feels naughty and horny!" Katie whispered and blushed. Between them, all three girls knew that what they really wanted to do now was play with a real live naked boy. The doll had exacerbated their curiosity.

As Becky brought up the internet on her computer, she asked the twins what they should search for first.

"Humiliation first," Katie blurted. "I want to know a bit more about that."

"Then `wanking,'" Karen grinned.

"And naked boys too!" Katie blurted.

All three girls giggled as Becky typed in their searches and found a number of soft-porn sites. They chuckled between themselves as they watched some of the moving images of males being ordered around and dominated by females.

In one video, a naked teenage boy of around sixeen was being spanked over a school teacher's knee while a girl in school uniform stood by and watched. When the spanking was over, the boy was ordered to stand up in front of the girl, and she grabbed hold of his penis and led him around the room and sat him down in a seat before the film ended.

Katie, Karen and Becky enjoyed seeing that video,

"How cool if I could lead Jack round like that!" Katie blurted, bringing her hand up from between her legs.

"I'd sure like to spank him right now!" Becky added, losing her inhibitions and fondling herself gently between the legs as she replayed the video.

For the next search, Becky brought up a host of websites with free videos that showed boys masturbating. The first video they viewed was in German and the girls were not able to understand what was being said. However, they were able to see in clear detail as a boy of about fifteen demonstrated how he masturbated right from when he pulled his underpants down to reveal his flaccid penis. It looked as though it was filmed on a web-cam.

The girls giggled when he finally ejaculated and they were interested to see how much liquid came out and get a glimpse of the thick, creamy liquid that he ejaculated.

"One last search before we go down for our buffet supper," Becky announced. Their last video was selected randomly from a list of about 150 and was titled `Girls Humiliate A Boy.' It was a Japanese cartoon film.

A young boy of around 14 years old was tied to four poster bed in what was obviously a girl's bedroom. The bedroom was pink and was littered with girly artefacts. It was apparent that the boy was being held prisoner in a girl's bedroom. The boy was wearing pyjama bottoms only and wriggling about and pulling at the bonds that tied him to the bed.

Then, two young girls entered the shot wearing Japanese style school uniforms and appeared to be slightly younger than the boy - they had very little noticeable breast development through their shirts. The girls started tickling the boy and it was clear that the boy was begging to be set free to hide his shame.

Suddenly, one of the girls pulled down the pyjama bottoms of the boy on the bed, exposing his already erect penis. With the boy still struggling to get free, the girls in the cartoon started to fondle his genitals and started giggling, taunting him in Japanese.

One of the girls then climbed up on top of the boy and sat astride his stomach, tickling him under his arms, while the other girl slowly masturbated his penis...

Becky, Karen and Katie watched in awe as the girl sitting astride the naked boy's stomach moved up to a position where her crotch was at the nose of their victim and she started rubbing herself up and down over his nose and mouth.

"Fuckin' `ell!" Katie gasped. "I'd never have thought of that unless I'd seen it here!"

"Maybe that's why Jack is sniffing your panties!" Karen giggled. "Perhaps they all want to do that - or this?"

The video showed a close up of the boy having his face being rubbed into the crotch of the girl sitting on him and her panties becoming damp as the domination continued. The shot alternated between the boy's face, the face-sitting girl's face getting very excited and images of the boy's penis being masturbated.

Though the cartoon was Japanese, Becky, Karen and Katie could tell that the girl riding the boy's face was having a climax through her panties. Soon after, the girl climbed off the boy's face and joined in with the other girl `tormenting' his genitals. It concluded quickly after with the boy ejaculating high into the air and the sound of girls giggling. Then the film faded to a close.

"Wow!" Becky said, saving the film to her online archive. "That was hot! Having a doll and making fun of my brother to make him feel bad is one thing..."

"It would be brilliant to be able to do all that with a real live boy..." Katie squealed.

"C'mon," Becky grinned, shutting down the computer. "We can watch some more later. Let's go downstairs before we're missed. It's time for tea."

"Is the plan to do more things with Jack?" asked Katie.

"We'll see, it's certainly made me want to see and play with a real naked boy," Becky said as they all got up and made their way downstairs. "Oh, one last thing girls - keep an eye on your panties tonight!!"

Downstairs during the buffet supper, Jack could hardly face looking at the girls. Frankie and Sarah asked if the three girls and Jack had been having a nice time all afternoon and the girls were all excited as they recounted the story of Olly and how they had been playing with him.

Jack felt very uncomfortable and not a little bit humiliated again as the girls delighted in recounting the tale about how they had tickled Olly and made him wet his pants. And worse, they explained in detail how the girls had masturbated him and how they enjoyed getting to know a bit more about boys.

"And what about you Jack? Did you play with the doll too?" Sarah asked her son. Jack just blushed and scowled, hoping the earth would open up and swallow him down.

"No... he just watched," Katie smiled knowingly.

"And he stormed out of the room when we made Olly squirt again!" Becky added. "It was so funny!"

"Yeah, I think he's a bit jealous that girls have a doll like that to play with, while there is nothing similar for boys," Karen stated matter of factly.

"Hmmmm," Sarah thought. "I can understand why boys might be a little uncomfortable watching girls learning about a boy's secret things..." The girls smiled victoriously at Jack while he continued to blush and scowl back at them. "And it's a shame for Jack and other boys that there isn't a similar `girl' doll for boys to learn with. Never mind, I guess that's just life. No harm done."

Jack felt so humiliated as all of the females discussed him and the private parts of boys in detail again during the buffet supper. He was embarrassed and wanted to get the girls back for how he felt. For one last time that day, he made his excuses and went to play his tennis game in the study.

After their buffet supper, Becky, Katie and Karen took turns in the shower before returning to Becky's room to look through more female domination websites and to make further plans for Jack. Tomorrow was going to be a big day...

Later that night, Jack found it very difficult to get to sleep with images of a naked Olly and three giggling girls playing on his active mind. And as his feelings confused him even more, he recalled that kiss with Sally Greenwood...

He was ten years old and he was having a great time at his best friend's Christmas party. The children had all been happily playing Christmas games like `pass the parcel' and `charades.' After a while, his best friend suggested a game called `spin the bottle.' The object of the game was for a girl, then a boy to be selected to kiss under the mistletoe. When the bottle was spun, whoever the tip of the bottle pointed at when it stopped spinning would be the `kisser...'

Jack wanted so badly for the bottle never to land on him. He would be just too embarrassed to kiss a girl in front of all the other children. The game had been progressing for some time and Jack had not been selected. He was really riding his luck.

"Wow, it's me again," boasted Sally Greenwood, a tall girl for her age with long legs, long brown hair and a smile filled with dental braces. She was a confident and pretty girl, though due to her height, she was quite intimidating to a lot of the boys in their school year. One of her nicknames was `Big Bird' after the Sesame Street character.

The bottle spun again to select a boy to be kissed under the mistletoe...

`Shit,' Jack thought as he saw the bottle rest with the tip pointing at him. He looked up pleadingly at Sally, hoping that she would be disappointed at the prospect of kissing him and request another spin. But instead, her smile broadened as she looked down at him. Jack blushed and closed his eyes in fear of embarrassment, feeling everyone's eyes on him.

"Aren't you going to kiss me Jack? You're the only boy who hasn't been kissed yet..." Sally teased, holding up the mistletoe menacingly. And with the giggling laughter of the other children ringing in his ears, he ran out of the room towards the kitchen. Not to be left hanging, Sally chased after him. "Hey! Come back! You owe me a kiss Jack Johnson!"

As Jack backed himself into a corner, Sally approached him. She had a look that dared him to run away again... she didn't want to miss out on kissing Jack Johnson.

"Come here and kiss me... or you know I will come there and kiss you..." Sally ordered quite menacingly as Jack looked up at her. "You're not scared of me are you?" she teased. Jack blushed again and looked away as he backed further into the corner. His heart was pounding and he felt all hot with butterflies dancing in his stomach. "Jack Johnson's scared of a girl!" the girl taunted with a whisper as she finally cornered him with no space to pass by and make an escape.

Jack had never felt so helpless at the moment when Sally took hold of him firmly at the waist and leaned in to kiss him. As his blushes continued and the butterflies continued their assault on his stomach, the kiss began to make him tingle in his private parts and feel different...

The girl was holding Jack tightly so that he couldn't get away, even as he tried to wriggle free as she stole that first kiss from his lips... She tasted of bananas... and then her tongue brushed over his lips and into his mouth. Jack wriggled even harder to try and get away as she continued her probing kiss, but he couldn't get free. Her hands moved from his waist to his bottom as she held him tightly into her crotch. Jack felt it was horrible, tingly and nice all at the same time.

Sally squeezed at his bottom while he squirmed to break loose from her.

"You don't have to fight me Jack," Sally giggled, briefly breaking from the kiss. "I can tell you like this... and you'll lose."

"Please... let me go," Jack begged, unable to look Sally in the eyes. He recalled wriggling hard to get away, but he just couldn't get free. She was stronger than him. Then he felt her lips on his again... then the tingling and the hardening he felt in his dick... Powerless to stop her.

And then Jack was asleep...

To Be Continued...