Valentine's Day

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My first year of Junior High School is the worst year of my life in school so far. And now our Sadie Hawkin’s style Valentine’s Day Dance is sure to be the worst day of the year. I say day because everyone is allowed, actually required, to wear their costume to school as the dance starts soon after school. We are all only 12 to 14 years of age so it is not like we will be up late partying or anything.

Last year was great. I was the king of the sixth grade. I was one of the fastest on the soccer team and I scored most of the goals. I didn’t really care about girls that mush but they seemed to smile at me a lot which made me feel big and tough. The other boys looked up to me or wanted to hang with me. I loved it, life was great. I guess that is why I was put on the student counsel with Aubrey, the cutest girl in my whole grade. Oh yeah at some point this last year, I started finding girls much more interesting. Our first year of junior high school we didn’t elect people to be on the student counsel, the teachers just picked people. At the end of our first year we will elect people for next year. I thought I was lucky but after the theme they have came up with for the Valentine’s Day party my classmates, I mean the boys anyway, are going to kill me. The teachers aren’t calling it a Valentine’s Day party and isn’t technically on Valentine’s Day but it is in February and all the girls are thinking of it as a Valentine’s Day party. It is a Sadie Hawkin’s Dance, which means instead of the boys asking the girls, the girls ask the boys. Only at our school, the girls don’t really ask the boys they get to pick the boys among themselves. You see we are expected by the teachers to come as couples and since it is a school party no one is bringing anyone from other schools. So basically it is up the girls to ‘ask you’ and since the girls have already worked out among themselves who they are bringing you sort of have no choice. It is more like getting picked for teams in sports by a captain, only the captains are all the girls. It seems the girls at school are becoming more the captains of everything, ever since they started phasing in Puericil. My class is the first class where all the boys are required to take it. Many of the older boys take it as well but not all of them.

Well the theme for the dance wasn’t an interesting topic to me and I didn’t really think it was a big deal when they picked a mythological theme. The teacher moderators suggested we use the Roman gods since everyone knows more about the Greeks and it would be more educational. This was decided in early December, I was thinking about Christmas not some far off party.

It was also decided that each grade would be a different mythological Couple. The ninth grade would be Jupiter and Juno, the eight grade would be Venus and Mars, and the seventh grade would Cupid and Psyche. I didn’t even know Cupid was the boy really and Aubrey whispered to me that we might get to carry a bow and arrow that it seemed cool to me. When I protested about possibly wearing a diaper to the party everyone just laughed. The teacher suggested the costume could be more historically correct, so I figured I would get to wear a toga like garment and a bow and arrow when I agreed. It didn’t really matter anyway, I would have been out voted anyway. And I didn’t care when Aubrey volunteered to design the model costumes for our grade.

It wasn’t until January that Aubrey told me I going home on her bus after school. She could be so bossy but since she said my mom had already agreed and she had done all the work on the costumes, I couldn’t help but agree.

Aubrey is about an inch or two taller than me and when I am with her, she is so bossy. I almost feel like saying “yes ma’am” when she tells me to do something. I get nervous at the idea that she might be mad at me. Still she is in my grade and I should get a say as well but it never seem to work out that way.

Aubrey’s mom is real nice when I get there and she gives us both milk and cookies before we get to work.

Aubrey put me to work on my wings. They were originally little girl pixie type wings but Aubrey with her mom’s help have added feathers to them and they look pretty cool. I just added more feathers to finish them off. It is then that Aubrey tells me to take off my shirt so that I can try them on. It seems weird to just take off my shirt and be topless in Aubrey’s family room were we were working. Aubrey has a younger sister, Sophie, who is just sitting in the kitchen doing her homework but she can see me just standing there with no shirt on. I feel extra foolish seeing as how hairless I am. I don’t have any body hair actually but usually when I am dressed people can’t tell I don’t have hair under my arms like grown up men do. Aubrey takes my shirt and holds out the wings like I am little kid. Still I don’t want to mess them up so I thank her. Aubrey has switched the strap on them to some sort of clear plastic that when you look at me quickly or from a distance it looks like I have feather wings. Aubrey mom walks through and says I look cute and she touches my bare chest and back and tells me I have wonderful skin, which makes me blush. Aubrey’s mom puts down a piece of cloth on the table and tells Aubrey to go with her to put on her costume. Aubrey tells Sophie to come help me take off my shoes socks as I might need help with my wings.

I wanted to object and say I could do it myself but I wasn’t so sure I could and then I would look even more foolish. So as silly as it seemed Aubrey’s younger sister came over smiling at me and helped me pull off my shoes and socks. Now I was just wearing my pants and the wings. Sophie teased me and said she could help me take off my pants as well. I blush and decline her offer. It was then that I realized, I would probably have to take my pants off to put on my costume and while I was sure I could pull them off by myself, I didn’t know where I would do it privately. I also wasn’t so sure I could put a toga on myself at least not the first time with the wings. It seemed like you sort of wrapped them around yourself. I was beginning to fear Aubrey or hopefully just Aubrey’s mom might see me in my underwear as I put my costume on. The worst would be if they made me do it here in the living room and so Sophie would see me in them as well.

I was lost in my worry when Aubrey came back dressed in a flowing white rob, her skin was sparkling and her hair was done up with flowers. She looked very pretty. I instantly had a little stiffy in my pants, which was happening more lately. Still, I couldn’t help but stare at her, she was so pretty. I that my stiffy might be showing but I didn’t dare try and adjust in front of Aubrey and her mom.

Aubrey mom prompted me to speak and tell Aubrey that she looked pretty which made me blush as I did so and Aubrey blushed too which made her mom laugh. Then Aubrey told me to take off my pants so she could help me with my sash, it was the small bit of cloth her mom has sat on the table a moment ago. I tried to suggest that I could go in the bathroom and change but Aubrey said I might mess up the wings that haven’t had time to finish drying yet and beside she might have to make alterations in it. Aubrey seemed to be getting mad which made me nervous. That is when Aubrey’s mom spoke up and said that it was OK for me to be naked because I was on Puericil and that I didn’t have anything hide. I felt like crying it was so embarrassing to take my pants off right there in the living room but I didn’t want Aubrey to get any mad and her mom had said it was OK. In the end Aubrey helped me get them off my feet which only made me feel more like a baby. At least I still had on my white briefs, I don’t know why Aubrey mom said I could be naked because I still had my underwear on but her saying that did make be nervous. My white briefy didn’t do much to hide that I was poking out in front. I tried to look away from Aubrey to hide my shame but foolishly as I looked off into the kitchen there was Sophie with a big smile on her face checking me out too. Aubrey mom made some sort of comment about how much I must have liked Aubrey costume because I was hard. This only caused us both to blush more. Aubrey scolded me to pay attention and help her put my costume on. I wanted to be mad myself and yell back at her but what I said was that I was sorry. I didn’t want Aubrey to be mad either. My costume was a long white sash which went over one should, across by chest down to my waist and then around my waist on time, like a very short skirt. It was a little longer on one side than the other but still super short from either side. I don’t know that it covered my whole butt in the back it was so short. It was so skimpy there was no way I wanted to wear this to school or any where else for that matter.

Aubrey didn’t ask me my opinion but asked her mom and even her sister Sophie. I tried to add my objection by saying that people could see my underwear. This was a big mistake because even though everyone agreed that it was a problem, the solution was worse. Aubrey decided she wanted to see the costume without my underwear. This time she didn’t even ask me to take them off but just bent down and starting taking them off me as she announced what she was doing. I just stood there. I wanted to object but I remembered Aubrey’s mom had already given her ruling on that issue and I had already lost. I know they could easily see my pee-pee from the short side but as they made me walk around, I would think that people could see me any which way they wanted. Now that I was totally nude they also knew I didn’t have any hair at all. I had started to get some over the summer before school started but after I started taking Puericil, I had lost all of it. I was bigger now but in this costume it just made it easier for people see me and how hairless I am.

I tried another objection by saying that my costume didn’t really seem like clothes at all but that it was more like decoration on my nude body. Aubrey agreed and then showed me lots of photos she had of cupid and in many of them he was basically nude or just had a piece of cloth that covered him for the moment but that it wasn’t really clothing on him at all. Aubrey mom praised me for being so observant and for her daughter for being so studious with her research.

To make matter worse, Aubrey’s mom took pictures of us and even sent some to my mom on her cell phone and before I knew it both of our mom’s had put them on facebook. I mean you couldn’t see my pee-pee in the photos on line but it was obvious that I didn’t have anything else on and that from many angles you would be able to see much more of me.

The boys in my class were so mad at me, it even got spread around the school that I had objected to us wearing a diaper, which now sounded like a much better idea. The boys and I had tried to come up with lots of objections that I brought to the student counsel. We couldn’t sit with wings on was one but it was decided we would be allowed to stand for the day and it would be good exercise and we would all get extra credit for gym. It seemed many us could use extra credit for gym as we were often late. Many of us had been struggling in our first year to have enough time to change and get to gym. We were all so shy especially about being hairless that the open showers and lock room were embarrassing for us. Standing all day would also not allow us to hind ourselves under tables or desk so that actually didn’t help us be more modest.

Finally some boys started a petition to be allowed to wear a diaper like garment with their costume. The student counsel decided that since each couple was making their own costume for the party that the couple could make minor changes to the costume and in the case of the seventh grade Cupid costume some couples could decide to add a diaper to the costume if the couple agreed, which meant it was up to the girl if she would let the boy have one or not.

One of the senor boys on the counsel, who felt sorry for the younger boys at one meeting, suggested that maybe our parents might have some objection about the costume or that there might be legal issues but apparently the whole agreement to send your child to a school with Puericil included a waiver that allowed for nudity and there was a suggestion that in the years ahead there would be more possibility of boy being nude and perhaps this was a good start toward phasing that into the school.

At first none of the boys thought they would be able to get a girl to agree to add a diaper but they did which actually brought up other issues. The diapers which were added would require the boy to get help to take them off and put them on during the day to use the bathroom. To all of the boys shock, it was decided that any girl in the school could help one of these boys and that now the boy’s bathrooms and lock rooms would no longer be private places and that the doors would be removed over time. But door or no door they were now public places starting with the dance and going forward. Apparently this is one of the new things to be phased in over the next few year but it was decided now was good a time as any.

Aubrey picked me to be her partner at the dance and I wasn’t going to be allowed to wear a diaper, I am both relieved that she picked and also nervous because she is so pretty. I hope she doesn’t get mad with me and I can keep her happy with me. So now all the boys in the school are dreading the party, not just the seventh graders. I beginning to think the party is just the beginning of what looks to be three very long years of Junior high school.

(The End)