Experiences With CPCCP
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By Implausible Situation
Copyright 2015 by Implausible Situation, all rights reserved.
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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Prologue
No one could argue that life in the USA hadn't changed rapidly in the past few decades. What had once been firmly a patriarchal society had seen that status quo upended and turned on itself. While Women's Rights and Feminism brought strides toward equality, men seemed to think they could still get away with being lazy and focusing only on carnal pursuits. However, in their laziness the men neglected to note that they were relinquishing power that their sex had held since the days of cavemen. But society evolved, and in the 21st century intellect is the key to power, not physical brute strength. And as study after study proved, Women have more evolved brains than men. Women are able to think rationally about situations and problems, while men are constantly distracted by their testosterone. Each year people learned more and more that having Women in roles of leadership was beneficial to everyone, as businesses and organizations led by Women were the most successful. In 2016 the first female president was elected, and her eight-year term in office brought about several changes for the good of American society. Laws were passed banning lower pay for any employed Woman, and a new government agency was instituted to ensure that all companies abided by the rules. Because of the pay rule, it was deemed to be illegal to have sports segregated by sex, and all professional sports became coed. Some of the more physical sports like American Football adopted a "touch only" rule to account for the less muscular Female body. The Great Recession turned into a surplus over the President's first two years in office, as she ended wars in multiple countries with her unparalleled negotiation skills. It seemed like every year more Women were being elected to government offices, from the most local to the most national level.
But with the success of Women in business and government, a problem that had been plaguing the country for years seemed to be reaching mass proportion. As Women gained more independence, they felt more freedom to seek their passions, it became less stigmatized for Women to explore their sexuality the way that men had been doing for decades. While these freedoms became accepted as the social norm, the rate of teen pregnancy continued to steadily rise. Programs were put in place to provide free contraception and free birth control, but no matter what was done the rate continued to rise. In the year 2021 households with a single mother became more common than married man/Woman households. Schools became so overcrowded that new schools had to be built on an almost constant basis. Building materials became so scarce that the government approved several changes to cut down on costs. Instead of having separate locker rooms for boys and girls, new schools had a single mixed-gender locker room. Additionally, schools in warmer climates used outdoor lockers and showers instead of an indoor locker room. Also, school bathrooms became coed, and stalls were completely removed. In an attempt to prevent inappropriate activity, monitors were placed in the bathrooms, and doors were removed. Schools in warm climates went from having just outdoor hallways to having most classes held in outdoor class areas. Even with the cutbacks the President knew that something had to be done to stem the increasing pregnancy rate to avoid an economic collapse.
The President looked to her advisors but no one had an answer. It seemed like everything they tried to do failed or made things worse. Finally in 2022, at a fundraiser in Southern California the President met an ambitious School Superintendent by the name of Gwen Robertson. While the rest of the country faced ever-increasing teen pregnancy, Ms. Robertson's school district had dropped to zero teen pregnancy. The President immediately scheduled a meeting with Ms. Robertson, and learned about her revolutionary policies that had allowed this change to take place.
After lengthy discussion, the President named Ms. Robertson the National Secretary of Education. Congress approved and the President signed a bill that put now Secretary Robertson's policy known as CPCCP into effect nationwide. The program's five cornerstones quickly stopped teenage pregnancy, and also helped guide unruly children and teens back into a healthy direction so they could have a good future and be a productive member of society as adults. It was so successful that it was voted as an amendment into the US Constitution, making it fully permanent.
Because there was no more fear of pregnancy, girls and to a lesser extent boys were allowed to explore their sexuality at a younger age- under parental supervision of course. Movies, television, and music involving sexually suggestive youths was no longer controversial since there was no longer any risk of exploitation.
It is here in the year 2029 where our stories take place. At the suggestion of the Department of Education, an extracurricular creative writing program has been set up where students can submit original writings detailing their personal experiences in the CPCCP program.
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Chapter One
The month of May was again beating out the previous year as the hottest on record. Sharon Nistico took off her black-framed glasses and held them in her hand while she used her wrist to wipe the sweat from her brow. She set her glasses down on her desk, closed her eyes, and massaged the bridge of her nose between her index finger and thumb. She blinked a couple times and then put her glasses back on. As the classroom in front of her came back into focus, Sharon saw the same rows of desks in classroom she had taught in every day for the past 3 years. Superficially, each day of class was pretty much the same- math never changes after all. However, deep down Sharon looked forward to seeing the young students come into class each day. She was proud to do whatever small part in guiding the 9th graders she taught in their first steps toward adulthood. Sharon made it a point to always be available to the kids if they needed someone to talk to. She knew growing up was not easy; even with the new program in place adolescence is still adolescence.
Though she had never told anyone out loud, Sharon had an ulterior motive in always making herself so available. While she did genuinely want to help, Sharon also found many of the young students physically attractive. It was hard for her not to, with the updated dress code that had been instituted since the introduction of CPCCP. While the boys weren't considered to be nude, their uniforms left their most attractive parts fully on display. Boys wore shirts that were required to stop above the bellybutton. Every boy also wore sneakers and socks, but the socks were more like stockings that ended at the hips of each leg. Between the shirt and socks each boy wore a clear plastic chastity tube, keeping each boy's penis fully exposed and permanently confined in a flaccid state. Sometimes Sharon let her eyes linger on one of the boy students' penis if she knew he was wrapped up working on an exam.
The girls were just as attractive to look at, though, she thought. While girls were allowed to wear more varied garments, and were not supposed to expose themselves unless they were being punished, they often would wear low cut shirts and short skirts to class that would reveal their panties toward the front of the classroom when they sat at their desks.
Sharon didn't reveal her secret feelings because she didn't want it to be seen as a conflict of interest. While she knew of stories of things happening between students and teachers, she valued her job and she wanted to stay professional.
That's why when she heard about the CPCCP creative writing sponsored by the Department of Education, Sharon was one of the first to volunteer as an instructor. She read the description of the position on the DOE website what felt like 15 times. She was really looking forward to reading the students' most personal experiences with the program. Sharon hoped that there would be some students from middle school too- the class was open to students starting at grade 6.
The clock was just three minutes till 3:00 when the classroom door opened. A short Chinese girl entered the room hesitantly, and stopped by the entryway. The girl had black hair that ended just above her shoulders. She wore a striped sweater over her A-cup breasts, and loose fitting pants. The student looked visibly nervous, so Sharon waved her over to the front desk.
The girl slowly walked over to Sharon's desk. "Um, is this the right classroom for the creative writing class?" the student asked, looking at the floor.
"That's right sweetie," Sharon said gently. "I'm Ms. Nistico. And you are-?"
The girl looked up and made eye contact with Sharon for the first time.
"Amy-" she said quietly, then she seemed to gain some composure, cleared her throat, and spoke again, "Amy Chang."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Amy. We're going to get started in just a few minutes, so why don't you go have a seat at any of the desks available."
Sharon watched as Amy took a seat at one of the desks in the front row.
A few minutes passed, and then when the clock hit 3:00 more students started filtering in.
The next student who entered was an average height girl with light brown skin. Her straight black hair bounced on her shoulders as she walked over and took a seat.
After her, a thin Asian boy entered. He had short black hair and skin that looked as smooth as butter. His blue t-shirt and blue socks framed a clear chastity tube that confined his boy penis in a downward position.
Sharon looked and next saw a tall girl enter with flowing platinum blonde hair. Her low cut white blouse with black polka dots housed large C-cup breasts that looked like they were just about to pop out. The blouse went down to just above her belly button, exposing her midriff. Her blue jean skirt went just low enough to cover the bottom of her butt. She walked over and took a seat at one of the desks.
After the blonde girl, followed an average looking white boy with short brown hair, a short redhead boy with freckles, and a young girl wearing a white dress who had a just barely not flat chest.
They all took their seats quietly, and Sharon continued to look on as several more students entered and took their seats. Finally when the influx ended and Sharon looked around the room happy to see that almost every desk had a seat taken. She was also happy to see that it looked like she had some younger visitors in addition to the students from the high school.
Sharon addressed the class.
"Good afternoon everyone, thank you for coming. I know how much courage it must take to sign up for something like this. I want to applaud each one of you for taking on this challenge."
The boy with the red hair and freckles raised his hand.
"Yes," Sharon nodded to the boy.
The boy looked around and then lowered his hand and spoke up, "Um... what challenge?"
Sharon was slightly started at his confusion.
"This meeting is for those who signed up to do a creative writing on their personal experiences with CPCCP. Did you sign up on the blue sign up sheet on the bulletin board in the cafeteria—" Sharon paused and nodded at the boy.
"—Randy," the boy responded. "Yeah, I did... uh... but I thought it was for math tutoring."
"I believe the sign up for math tutoring was on the yellow sign up sheet," Sharon responded. "Randy, if you need math tutoring please come see me after the end of this meeting and I'll add you to my tutoring schedule. Until then you'll just have to stay where you are while we continue."
Sharon then expanded her gaze to address the entirety of the classroom.
"As the rest of you should know, you've signed up for a national creative writing program that involves each of you sharing your personal experiences with the CPCCP program. There's no length or format requirement, but it should speak to how the program has guided you and helped you grow. You have two weeks to complete the first draft, so please try your best. At your next meeting we will share our writings and we will proofread and do revisions. The next meeting will be in this classroom at 3:00pm on Tuesday May 29th. Good luck to all of you, and I look forward to seeing you on the 29th."
With that, Sharon dismissed the students. She indulged herself to ogle each boy and girl's butt as the students made their way out of the classroom. Randy did indeed come up to the front desk and Sharon got him signed up for the math tutoring program. She encouraged him to stay on writing class, and hoped that he would. Sharon really wanted to share in the kids' personal experiences now, but she knew that she needed to give the students time to write.
Sharon looked at her watch, and decided it was time to head home too. She smiled; hoping dreams of the students would meet her when she went to bed.