School Carnival 1

By Kate

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James sat at his desk, as class was ready to finish. He was sitting there anxiously as he knew what was happening after class, there was a PTA meeting about the upcoming school carnival. His mother had decided she was going to ‘volunteer’ him for the role of the carnival jester, which involved dressing up in a silly jester outfit and promoting the various games. He was very annoyed about it all and was hoping he could talk her out of it. Everyone always laughed at whoever it was, and he was especially nervous given the shape of his body, he was generally quite small and skinny, except around the legs where he was much larger. This was probably due to the amount of bike riding he had to do, but it was sure to make him look weird in a spandex outfit. He had a hard enough time fitting in, without them having something else to make fun of him for. Just as he was thinking that, a few boys behind him decided to start throwing small pins at him. “Fuck” he cried out loud. Ms. Reynard looked at him and said “James, that is completely inappropriate language, how dare you talk that way in my classroom.”

“I’m sorry miss, but they were throwing things at me”

“Is this true boys?” She asked the boys behind him.

“No miss it isn’t, he is making it up.”

A girl nearby stood up and said “Miss I could see everything and James is lying, nobody threw anything at him” and her friends all agreed with her.

“Well, James you have not only sworn but lied, I will be sure to let your mother know of this. But look at the time it seems class it at an end, go and fetch your things everyone.”

Upset by this all, James silently went back to his locker, got his bag out, and then went out to meet his mother Janet out front, who told him to wait in the car whilst she went to the meeting.

At the PTA meeting, the principal announced that there was some very unfortunate news. There had been a storm over the weekend and it had gotten in the store room out the back. He said “This isn’t good, a lot of important text books were damaged, as well as several things for the fundraising carnival next week.”

Everyone in the room was devastated, and it was asked if it was worth postponing it. He shook his head and said “I do not think so, although it makes things difficult, in all honesty the school now needs to raise even more money. I mean we have already paid for permits and hire equipment, if we cancel now who knows how much it will cost. I think we shall have to put our heads together and see what we can do. So the main things that have been damaged is the carnival banner, the giant canopy, and the jesters outfit. What can we suggest about that?”

One parent said that it would not be hard for them to re-make the banner, and another said that he was pretty certain he could borrow a canopy from work.

“Now that leaves the jesters outfit, they are pretty hard to replace I guess we should also discuss who will be doing it also.”

Ms. Peterson put up her hand and said “I was thinking James would be a good fit for it. He can be quite clumsy at times and it would be good for him to get out there. As for the costume, he may not like the idea but what if all he wears it a few bells and a grin on his face? It would certainly grab attention.”

A few people laughed at this, and someone asked if it was legal. The principal smiled and said “It is provided it is done for educational benefit, and with consent. Since he is underage the consent is with the parents.”

“Absolutely” Ms. Peterson said “In fact, since we have to raise as much money as possible, how about we charge people to spank him? I’m sure I can find some reason to justify him being spanked.”

The principal laughed even more “That is an excellent idea, perhaps I will give him a detention for something on the day?”

“Perfect.”

“So are we all agreed?” The principal asked, and everyone nodded in agreement.

“Oh, one tiny thing, if I could? I’ve already told James he will be doing this, but I was thinking perhaps we should make the costume change a surprise?” And everyone laughed and agreed.

The day for the carnival finally came. James was annoyed that morning as he knew he had to be the jester, to make matters worse his mother insisted that he needed to be completely clean and so she would supervise his shower. He objected but she wouldn’t listen and simply stripped him out of his pyjamas and threw him into a cold shower. After that he got dressed and she told him to hurry and get into the car. On the way there not much talking happened, he was fairly sulky that everyone was going to make fun of him. He asked her where the costume was and when he should get changed, to which his mother had to stop herself from bursting into laughter and said you can get changed there.

When they got there, everyone was busy setting up stalls, there was quite a few people around many of whom he knew. His mother took him straight to the information stand and asked for her son’s costume. The woman at the stand gave her a pair of blue slippers and a silly hat with bells into them. James was confused and his mother explained to him, “we think this year we will do things differently, and everyone has decided that instead of wearing a lycra outfit you will be promoting the carnival naked.” He looked absolutely horrified and started pleading, his mother told him he was being selfish and this is for charity. He stood there, frozen, and his mother started to remove his clothing for him. As he stood there now naked, starting to cry, his mother ordered him to put on the shoes and the hat, or else he would be getting a paddling. He instantly did without arguing for fear of making matters worse. He was told that he was to help promote the carnival by walking around and making people feel welcome. As he went around, numerous people came up to laugh, there was one father who went up and pinched his bottom. He flinched and said not to do that but his mother came up and told him off for objecting. “Everyone can touch you James that is the point. I’m sorry sirs, please, feel free to touch him however you want” And she made James turn around and bend over, with his bare arse on full display. The man smiled and gave him a proper grab. Then, shoving his finger right up his arsehole said “sorry for being such a *pain in the arse*” bursting into laughter.

This was a common occurrence, with fathers all insisting on making terrible pun jokes around his body. But it was not only parents who made jokes at his expense, unknown to him, several others were planning to make this day much more embarrassing…

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