Babysitting for Dummies

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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Babysitting for Dummies
By WhoDaMan

Synopsis

Amanda gets to start babysitting when she turns 12, next week! She can't wait and starts getting advice from her neighbor. He brother, through some bad choices, gets caught and made to get naked and embarrassed. The girls will use him to creat an instruction book for babystitters. After a series of events, the weekend evolves into sex education classes as well with some really embarrasing moments for a couple of boys as their sisters an more classmates participate. When the girls break a few rules and are later caught, a little bit of payback ensues for the boys.

Note - here is the text of a screen capture I have from a web forum where girls and women are discussing babysitting boys...

[-) MarybethCooperstone: When I was too young to baby sit on my own, I would help a neighbor take care of her four boys. That included assisting with bath time. She would normally bathe two at a time; I would take care of the other two and sometimes help at the tub, picking toys off the floor, playing with them, and getting things for the mom. Later, when I was old enough to be a real baby sitter I would still help the mom give baths. I would dry off the boys, lay out their pj's and get them dressed in them after the bath, etc. But the mother was always there while the boys were in the tub.
As a mom myself I would not let a baby sitter, except an adult, take responsibility for kids in the tub. However, it can really be helpful for a baby sitter or even a younger child to help and let me focus on the kids taking a bath.

[-] ChandrikaMoon: I bathed kids as necessary when I babysat, but I was also a lifeguard as well, so maybe that helped the parents be more comfortable. I don't remember that well, but I don't think it was very often, maybe only if the kids were muddy or we did messy baking or something. For night time jobs, the parents usually had the kids cleaned up and ready for bed.

[-) emily073116: V Do any of the boys, particularly older ones, object to having a girl around when they are naked?

[-) MarybethCooperstone: Very few. Of the boys I helped bathe (as a helper to a mother who was there) only one (who was 13) thought that girls shouldn't see naked boys. After his mother assured him that it was OK, he had no objection.

[-] MandiSue: We had my sister in law as a regular sitter twice a week with our kids for a while. She'd bathe them, but I think her being family is what made that not seem strange. She's 22, and my kids are 8, 6, and 3. The older two didn't really need much help (just be available to make sure the soap is fully out of their hair before they get out, make sure they're not using 1/2 a bottle of shampoo at at a time, etc.), and they all take showers, so it was not really a drowning risk, just a slip-and-fall issue.

Babysitting for Dummies
By WhoDaMan

Chapter 1 – Amanda Gets Started, Michael Gets Caught

“Mom, remember last year when I asked if I could babysit for the Martin's and you said no, that I couldn't babysit until I was 12?”

“Why, as a matter of fact I do Amanda. So I guess, since your going to be 12 next week, you want to see about getting started?”

“Oh, yes mom. My friends say it's the best way to earn money and you learn a lot about taking care of kids.”

“Well, I just happen to be talking to Margret Thompson, and she said her regular babysitter moved and I mentioned to her that you were going to be available to start babysitting next week. I was saving it as a surprise for your birthday.”

“Oh, mom, that would be so great. Thank you so much! Stacy said she would go over all the particulars with me if I wanted. She just right next door, so we can work together pretty much any time she can. She said she can even get her mom to bring a CPR practice baby home from the hospital for us to use. Since it's a 3 day weekend, we have extra time to get things done.”

“I hope Stacy has enough experience. She's only 14.” Amanda's mom added.

“Mom, she's been babysitting since she was 11. 9 if you count her 2 brothers.”

“She babysat her 2 brothers? But their both older than her. Ralph is 2 years older and Billie is 3! Crazy! Well, it sounds like the 2 of you have it all figured out. Maybe you should take some notes to have for your first few jobs?”

“I already have a notebook. I have tabs in it: Feeding, diapering, bathing, napping, and discipline. I have paper in each section. Stacy said I can even take pictures to add to the notes.”

Cheryl called her friend Margret Margret was happy hearing that Amanda was available.

“Well, I guess that's a yes for Mrs. Thompson. She asked if you could sit the Saturday after next. I'll let her know you want the job. You do want the job, right?”

“Oh, yes mom, yes, yes, yes!”

That night at supper, Cheryl Miller, Amanda's mom, had made dinner, for everyone. Her and her 2 children sat down for dinner.

“Now Michael, this weekend I want your room cleaned, your laundry in the basement, and you better do all your homework before you go out to hang out with your friends. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, mom. What's the big deal anyway. I always get my homework done, and the rest gets done. It's not like I run out of cloths. You don't see me running around naked do you?”

“Don't smart talk me. You know I keep having to ask you to do those simple chores over and over. I get tired of it. Maybe one day your clothes will dissapear all by themselves. Then what would you do?”

“Ha ha, funny.” replied Michael.

“That would be funny” said Amanda as she chuckled at the idea of her brother running around naked. She had never seen a naked boy her age or older before, just babies. “I could invite all my friends over and make a party out of it! Or better yet, I could practice diapering you! Ha HA, that would be great!”

“Shut up you little twerp before I ...”

“Before you what?” asked mom with a sound of authority in her voice.

“Nothing, I just don't like her making fun of me like that. She wouldn't like it if I said that stuff about her.”

“Well, she doesn't have a problem doing her chores. In fact, she helps me do the laundry, even your sticky smelly stuff.”

“Mom!!” Michael didn't like his mom referring to his clothes like that, especially things like underwear.

“Well, you have no secrets from the 2 of us. We can figure out what's going on when we load the washer, if you know what I mean.”

Amanda laughed “Oh yeah, my friends and I have a good laugh about it”.

After dinner, Amanda called next door to talk to Stacy. Stacy told her to come on over now and they could talk. It was still 2 hours until Amanda's bedtime. She did. She grabbed her notebook and her camera-phone and headed out.

“So, let's talk about your possible 1st job” asked Stacy.

“Well, Mrs. Thompson asked my mom if I could babysit a week from Saturday.”

“Margret Thompson? But her son is 10 years old. He's almost your age. You sure?”

“Yep. She said her regular babysitter had to move and mom told her I was available after my birthday on Wednesday. So it looks like I get to start next Wednesday. I need to learn a lot from you before then!”

“Calm down. It's not that difficult. It's just like taking care of a baby, only he's older. We'll go over the baby stuff now and then maybe you can come over after school tomorrow. My bedtime is later since it's Friday.”

“Cool. I bet my mom will be OK with it. I'll ask her as soon as I get home. So lets start with the babies. I want to know about feeding.”

Stacy went over feeding a baby, sippy cups, how to use spoons, never use a fork with a baby. They talked about burping the baby using a towel, cleaning up, make sure they don't choke. “Tomorrow, we'll go over diapering, and we'll practice with the CPR baby. We can try out everything you've covered so far. Maybe you can re-read your notes tomorrow before we start.”

“Great Stacy, this is awesome. I am going to be a great babysitter, I know it.”

“OK, well I got to get ready for bed. See you tomorrow.”

Amanda strolled down the stairs. Amanda turned to Stacy's mom. “Good bye Mrs. Jones!”

“By sweetie” Mrs. Jones replied.

As Amanda made her way out the front door, and turned towards her house, she could see a shadow moving around her brother's room. She hadn't noticed it when she was up in Stacy's room which is directly across from Michael's room. She waited to see what was happening It looked like he was watching Stacy's house and doing something. She couldn't tell what. After a short while, she went next door to her house and went inside. She went up to her room to get ready for bed. She put her ear to her brother's door, but she couldn't hear anything. She brushed her teeth, changed into her nighty, and went down to say good night to mom.

“Good night mom.”

“How did it go at Stacy's? Did you get a lot of good notes?”

Amanda ran and got her notebook. She showed her mom. “We talked about feeding, burping, diapers. Tomorrow were going to cover more and practice. Oh yeah, mom, can I go over to Stacy's tomorrow after school?”

“Sure you can honey, but don't forget, if you don't get your homework done, you have to do it in the morning before you go anywhere. What's your brother up to?”

Amanda replied “I don't know. It's awful quiet in his room and when I was outside, I thought I saw him by the window.”

“I'll bet I know what he's doing!” and with that Amanda's mom ran up the stairs and without hesitation, opened Michael's door. Michael was standing just inside the window in the dark. Cheryl Miller flipped on the lights. Michael moved his hands to cover up. He had no pants or underwear on. Just then, Amanda stepped into the room to.

“Get out here now!” he yelled at his sister, who grabbed onto her mom, slid herself partially behind her but kept watching.

“Don't yell at her! She wasn't standing in the window watching our neighbor get ready for bed and masturbating!” Close that window and get ready for bed. We will talk about this tomorrow.”

“I wasn't... I didn't... Mom!” was all he could come up with.

“Now!” his mom demanded.

“But, can y'all leave first.” Michael pleaded.

“NOW!” Cheryl said as she moved over to the bed and grabbed his belt. Michael turned around and reached up to close the window, giving his mom and his sister a clear view of his butt. He then reached down and pulled up his underwear and pants.

“No, I said get ready for bed. You don't wear those to bed. Take them off now!” his mom demanded Michael could tell he needed to comply. She was holding his belt and already had it folder over. He turned away and removed his pants and underwear. He covered himself and turned back around. He just stood there.

“Come on! Get your pajamas. Don't make me wait or I might just swing this belt.”

“Michael walked past his sister. He hugged the dresser as close as he could. Amanda had a profile view of him now. He was still partially erect and growing. He stepped back and opened the drawer quickly, grabbed his pajamas and closed it just as fast. He slid up against the dresser again to try to hide his penis. He looked at Amanda who had her hand over her mouth and was staring and giggling. He started to say something but his mom interrupted.

“Huh uh! Don't talk to her. You brought this on your self. Now put them on and hurry up.”

Michael had a choice, he needed to step back slightly. He could partially show his stuff to his mom or to his little sister. He turned towards his mom, reached down, and pulled on his pajamas one leg at a time. Now Amanda was staring right at his butt. She was laughing and enjoying the whole thing. Michael pulled them up, then looked up at his mom. Cheryl was angry before but having him get embarrassed for having to show her his penis was priceless. She let out a smirk.

“Get to bed. We will deal with this later.”

“But mom, it's only...”

“Don't argue with me unless you want me to use this belt!” Before she could finish he was in the bed. His mom walked towards Amanda, turned her, and ushered her out of the room. She turned the light back off. She started going over what she needed to do to handle this properly in her head. Poor Stacy. She doesn't even know he was watching her. Tomorrow she is going to teach Michael a lesson he won't soon forget.



To be continued...

Babysitting for Dummies
By WhoDaMan

Chapter 2 – Michael's Embarrassment, The Plan is Put into Motion

Cheryl Miller sat in her bed wondering what to do. Was this her fault for divorcing Michael's dad? Did she not supervise him enough? Does he need more discipline? Should she have a sex talk with him? Maybe she would go forward with her threat, take away his clothes! She could make him help the girls out. Then maybe she could give them all the sex talk. It sounded like a good plan. Was this legal? She would think more on it in the morning. She drifted off to sleep.

Ms Miller had dreams all night of punishing her son naked. The belt, corner time, mow the yard in the nude. In all of her dream scenarios Michael was naked. She had seen his partially erect penis. It was adorable, definitely nothing to be ashamed of, even for a 14 year old. She woke up. She heard a door slam. Not too loudly but as if someone was making a statement. She got up, walked in the hall. There stood Amanda wondering what happened as well. Michael had slammed the bathroom door and had now turned on the shower.

“I think your brother is still upset that we saw his boy parts last night.” They shared a laugh. “Help me real quick.” Ms Miller walked in Michael's room. She went straight for his closet. “Get all the clothes out of his dresser. Put them in your closet for now, we'll find a place for them later.”

Amanda was giddy, she was beside herself. Was this happening? Was her mom taking away Michael's clothes? She opened the top drawer and grabbed everything with 2 arms. She pulled them out, revealing the magazine. She saw the woman on the front spanking a naked man. Her eyes bulged out “Mom! Look!”

Her mother hurried over, grabbed the magazine, flipped through a few pages then took it to her room. She put it in her closet on the shelf. She returned. Amanda had already taken 1 load of clothes and was emptying the 2nd drawer. Cheryl went back to the closet and took a large group of shirts on hangers. She took them to the coat closet and hung them up. She did the same with the rest of the clothes in the closet. Amanda finished clearing out the dresser.

“Take his hamper and put it in the garage.”

“Shouldn't I put it in the basement?” asked Amanda.

“No, he'll look for it there. We need to control what he has access to while I deal with his behavior. When he comes back, go get his clothes from the bathroom floor and put them with the hamper, OK? Call Stacy and tell her to go to her bedroom window, that it's a surprise. Don't tell her anything else.”

Amanda did as she was told. After calling Stacey, she put her camera-phone in her pocket, this might come in handy. She thought maybe she could snap a picture without mom noticing. They both sat on the bed waiting for Michael. He came back wrapped in a towel. He was shocked to see both of them there. Amanda got up and ran past him on her way to the bathroom.

“Mom, why are you guys in my room?”

“Well, Michael, it was clear last night by your behavior and the way you talked to us that you need to have more discipline in your life. You need to learn how to treat and respect women and you definitely need to learn to respect other peoples privacy.”

“But...”

She stopped him putting her hand up with 1 finger pointing up. “You should not have been peeping on Stacy. It was very wrong and you know it. So as your punishment for invading her privacy, you will have no clothes for an indefinite period of time.”

“You can't be serious!” Michael started crying. This was his worst nightmare. He had fantasied about it but never really wanted something like this to happen. “What do you mean indefinite?” he sniveled out.

“I mean I don't know how long yet. We'll see how well you behave and do what I say.”

“Mom! This isn't fair” he whined out between tears and sniffling.

“Oh, its fair! I could just call the police. Then you get to go to jail, you become a registered sex offender. Not pretty.” She was enjoying this. She knew he only committed a misdemeanor but she was laying it on thick. “Now give me the towel and I want you to stand there with your hands behind your head, fingers locked and legs shoulder width apart.

Michael started taking the towel off and crying even harder. He tossed it to his mom. He slowly raised his hands over his head and locked his fingers. Just then Amanda came hurrying into the room. She froze for a second and just stared at his penis. She moved one hand to cover her mouth. She wanted to say something, but no sound came out. Michael squeezed his eyes shut. Maybe if he didn't look it wouldn't seem real. No one noticed as Amanda slipped her phone out of her pocket, put it on silent, and started snapping pictures. Her mom was locked in on Michael just as she was.

She looked up for a second. Just then her mom motioned at the window. Amanda slid her phone behind her back and quietly went to the window and opened the curtain. Stacy was staring right at the naked Michael with his erection growing. Stacy did manage to say out loud “OH My God!” She was surprised but it wasn't as big a deal to her. She had babysat her brothers when they misbehaved and her mom had put her in charge of her brothers. Her mother had made them strip, whipped their bare butts, and told them to stay that way the rest of the night. Since then, she put Stacy in charge a lot.

Michael heard Stacy's comment and opened his eyes. He was shocked. His pretty neighbor, the object of his fantasies, who was also in his classes at school was staring at his boner. He started to move...

“Stop. Don't you move mister!” Michael froze. He was crying again and closed his eyes.

“Open your eyes, now!” She wanted to embarrass him completely. “You stared at Stacy while she changed clothes, she can stare at you and you will watch her and the rest of us as we stare at you. It's only 'fair'! And you do keep talking about 'fair'.”

“Stacy, last night we caught Michael standing in his dark room watching you change your clothes and he was masturbating!”

“Mom!” Michael wailed. Amanda was snapping more photos.

“Oh My God! You Pervert! I can't believe you did that! And to think, I liked you. What the hell was I thinking?” was Stacey's reply.

'Wait, what?' Michael thought to himself. He had a huge crush on Stacey. He never imagined that she liked him too. 'Did I just blow it?' he thought to himself.

“Come on over Stacy. We're going to have some breakfast and have a talk.” Ms Miller told her.

“On My Way!” Stacy said gleefully.

Amanda put away her phone.

To be Continued......

Babysitting for Dummies
By WhoDaMan

Chapter 3 – Michael's Punishment

Cheryl ordered Michael, “Downstairs, NOW!” as she got up off the bed and started for the door. Michael didn't move, he was still in shock over the situation and crying,

“Mom, you can't do this to me, it's not fair!”

Amanda snapped a few photos, even a few closeups of his boner.

“I'm not doing this to you, you did it to yourself young man. There are consequences for your actions and your going to get a full dose of that! Now get moving or I start swinging!” She was still holding his belt. She took a swing and landed it right across his butt, not hard but enough to startle him. He dropped his arms down and turned to leave the room.

“Huh uhh, put your hands back behind your head!”

Michael complied. He started walking with his boner bouncing, leading the way. Amanda hadn't taken her eyes off of it up to now, but she followed behind her mother as they all three walked out of the bedroom, down the hall and down the stairs. As they got to the bottom of the stairs, there was a knock at the door and someone was trying the knob. It was locked. Amanda ran and unlocked the door. Stacy entered, out of breath from running from next door. She immediately got wide eyed as she was staring at a naked Michael being led to the kitchen.

As they entered the kitchen, Cheryl spoke up “Right there in the corner young man.”

Michael moved to the corner. He was still sniffling but had stopped crying. He faced the corner. “Can I put my arms down, they're starting to hurt.”

“Yes, and you can turn around and face the table. I want your hands at your side, touching you legs or behind your head. If you try to cover up what so ever, you will get a spanking.”

“But...”

“No 'buts'” his mother interrupted, “You did this. Maybe a little embarrassment will prevent it in the future.”

Michael let out a couple of cries, maybe more like whimpers. He turned around for his audience of 3. He still had a raging boner. The 3 women took seats on the other side of the table so they were staring right at him. Amanda snapped a few more photos, trying to be discreet.

“So girls, I have been thinking about what to do with him. Before I tell you both my thoughts, did either of you have any thoughts.”

Stacy spoke up 1st, “So how long has this perv been peeking at me and who else has he told? Did you take any pictures? or video? I want to know how bad this is! I am so mad I could just beat the hell out of you!”

“No, I promise, I didn't take any pictures or anything. And I never saw anything. I mean, I saw you in your underwear but never naked. Not like this at all! It's not fair! I shouldn't be naked.”

Stacey, being the confidant girl she is after having control over her older brothers, got up and walked around the table. “Your lucky this is all that's happened so far. Your in big trouble mister! You'll take what ever punishment we give you and be grateful we don't call my parents over to discuss the situation, and the police. You probably have been peeping all over the neighborhood. Sneaking around. I bet every girl around here has been violated. Maybe we should have them all come over and ask them!”

Cheryl smirked. She was both surprised and humored.

“No, please don't! I promise, I haven't been sneaking around and peeping or any of that! I promise. Please don't make this worse!” Michael was back to crying.

“Oh, shut up you baby...” Stacy admonished him. Cheryl Miller interrupted her, “OK Stacy, take a seat. Calm down. We need to talk this through and have clear heads so we keep this 'Fair'” she said with a little sarcasm and maybe a giggle in her voice. Stacy moved back and took a seat.

Michael at this point started to lose his erection. He was still crying gently and staring at the floor. He didn't like making eye contact with the ladies only to see them staring mostly at his penis.

“So I had a few ideas” Ms Miller said. “First, Michael is spending the rest of the day naked. You girls are welcome to do your training over here. Michael is available for any of the demonstrations you need to make Stacy, and I do mean 'Any'. “

“Next, Michael, you will clean your room, take your laundry down to the laundry room in the basement, and help wash the clothes. You will sit at the kitchen table and do your homework. You will only get up to use the bathroom or when we tell you to do something. When you do use the bathroom, you will ask permission 1st, and you will leave the door open. Don't want any more beating off without permission.”

“But Mom” chimed in Amanda, “Jenny was going to come over after lunch. What do I tell her? I want to spend time with her but I don't want to leave and miss anything.”

“It's not your fault or Jenny's that Michael is in this position. We need to remember it's his fault. Jenny can still come over. Michael will have to deal with it. I will call her mother and explain the situation to her. I am sure she won't object to the punishment we are doling out. She thinks the boys around here get away with way too much. She hates the way her daughters are treated.”

“But...” Michael started.

“You just shut up and do as your told! I wasn't talking to you. You only speak when we ask a question or when you need to go to the bathroom. You will do what ever the 3 of us tell you immediately when we tell you and no talking back. Now, as I was saying, after lunch I plan on having the sex talk with Michael and Amanda. Apparently it's way over due. Your welcome to stay Stacy and so is Jenny. I may even invite a few other people, I don't know.”

Michael began whimpering louder. He acted embarrassed, but his penis was starting to go back to erect, giving the impression that he was excited by the whole thing.

“I think the little perv likes the idea” said Stacy as she pointed at the impending boner. The 3 females laughed. “Perv!” she added looking him in the eye and then back down at his rapidly rising penis.

“OK, so how bout I start some breakfast. You girls get started with your babysitting training. Michael, you just stay right there!” With that, Cheryl started getting stuff out to cook breakfast. Amanda went and got her notebook and camera.

“I'll be right back” said Stacy.

“Where are you going?” asked Ms Miller, even though she was pretty sure she knew.

“To get the CPR baby to use for practice” replied Stacy.

“Why don't you use Michael. I'm sure using a live model will be better than a lifeless doll.”

“But Ms Miller, we were going to take photos and stuff to put in the notebook” Stacey said, not getting the full impact of what Ms Miller was trying to do.

“OK, so remember, I said it is not our fault Michael is in this pre-'dick'-ament. It's his. So just do what ever you were going to do and don't worry about it. If he ends up starring in a few shots for Amanda's notebook, so be it.”

Michael's whimpering became more noticeable again. Stacey came back and sat down. Amanda came back this time, and in addition to her camera-phone, she had her notebook. She immediately refreshed her memory with Michael's penis, staring right at it. “Amazing morning!” she said, not realizing she said it out loud.

“Where's the doll?” She asked Stacey.

“Oh, your mom said we can use Michael, and we can still document it with pictures!”

“Awesome!” Amanda said exuberantly She picked up her camera-phone, pointed it at Michael and took a photo. “Full Frontal!” Amanda said with glee. Michael looked at his mom expecting her to say something. She just stood there watching all of it with a smug look on her face. This was going well so far, she thought.

Ms Miller started cooking breakfast as the girls got started. Amanda grabbed her phone and was about to text the photo to Jenny.

“Honey, don't send any pictures out on your phone right now. We don't want to get into any trouble and that might not be legal. I will call her mom as soon as I get done with breakfast, and we'll talk about pictures over breakfast.”

“OK” Amanda said, a little disappointed. She did send Jenny a text saying she couldn't wait for her to come over. She had a BIG surprise for her. She got a reply back almost immediately. Jenny wanted to know what the surprise was. 'your not going to believe it, but I can't say any more right now.'

To be continued......

Babysitting for Dummies
By WhoDaMan

Chapter 4 – A New Form of Burping for Michael

Stacey started her lesson. “So we went over feeding and burping. You remember what we talked about?”

Amanda replied back “Yes, always feed with a spoon, never use a fork for safety. When your done, wait a short while. When you notice the baby getting fidgety, put a towel over your shoulder and gently but firmly pat them on the back to release any air in their stomach.”

“Very good. Go get a Towel.” Michael got noticeably nervous. Amanda ran to the bathroom in anticipation of what was coming next. She returned quickly and sat down. She put the towel over her shoulder.

Stacey took the control, “Michael, baby, come over here and let Amanda burp you.”

Michael just looked at his mother with a look of disbelief on his face.

“Do it! I told you to do whatever you were told immediately. Don't make me grab the belt!”

Michael whimpered again. He walked over to Amanda and stood in front of her. His penis was about 6 inches from her eyes. She just stared, transfixed on his member. Stacey grabbed the camera phone and snapped a few pictures.

“Just sit in her lap, lean over and put your head on her shoulder.” Stacey grabbed Michael by the hand. He started to pull back. He saw his mother step to the table and reach for the belt. He relaxed.

Stacey led him around to Amanda's right side and guided him to sit on her lap. He was taller than her so this was going to be a little awkward. Stacey nudged Michael so that he sat down. Stacey lifted his hand over Amanda's shoulder and behind her neck. She snapped a few more photos.

At this point Amanda was staring straight down at a 5 or 6 inch boner in her lap, staring right back at her. Stacey reached over and pushed on Michael's outside shoulder to turn his upper body so it was facing hers. “Hold that pose!” Stacy said, and got the camera phone. She took another photo. Michael snapped his head around in her direction but before he could say anything, his mother spoke up.

“Good, get plenty of photos for your notebook. We want it well documented” Said Cheryl.

Stacey took a close up of his penis. Michael gave her a mean scowl. Stacey just pushed his head back over Amanda's shoulder. Amanda started tapping on his back.

“A little firmer” Stacey instructed her. “Maybe cup your hand a little.”

Amanda did as Stacey told her. After about a minute, Stacey said “That's good. He probably won't burp for us right now. Sometimes even the real babies don't burp”

“Oh, he's a real baby” Ms Miller interjected. All 3 females laughed. Stacey snapped a few more photos.

Amanda relaxed and dropped her hand. It touched Michael's penis. She jerked her hand away as if it scared her. Michael jumped and his penis twitched. He felt a shot of sexual excitement and shock at being touched.

“Hey stop that!” he yelled.

“You keep quiet mister! No one told you to speak.” Cheryl walked over to the table between the 2 girls. “It's bound to happen sooner or later. Stand up Michael”. She took Amanda's hand and placed it on Michael's penis. Amanda turned a shade of pink with embarrassment. Michael turned a shade of red. His penis was throbbing from the excitement of it all. He felt like he was going to shoot right then!

Stacey was sitting mouth open shocked that her neighbor was holding Michael's penis. She snapped a few photos herself. Amanda just sat frozen. Her mom grabbed her wrist and slid Amanda's hand up and down the shaft a few times. Michael's eyes got big. He was about to cum! All eyes were on his penis now. He couldn't breath. Neither could Amanda. Her mother released her grip on Amanda's hand. Amanda continued to stroke. Stacey continued to capture everything, this time on video.

“Careful, you might get a surprise!” Cheryl told her.

“What do you mean? Amanda asked, innocently.

Just then Michael yelled “Oh, shit!” as he felt the contraction in his balls and he started to fire off a rope of semen into the air.

“Just keep stroking honey and watch. Maybe a little faster!” She looked over at Stacey who was still recording it all on video. Cheryl let out a little laugh.

Michael had his eyes closed. He was leaning back a little, resting an arm on the table. Amanda continued to stroke and was looking from Michael's penis to her mom and back. Cheryl just kept shaking her head yes, indicating for Amanda to continue. Suddenly Michael stopped breathing and soon he erupted in a huge orgasm.

Stacey was getting all of it on video. “Holy Shit!” She said, repeating what Michael had said.

“I don't like all this cussing” Cheryl said. She reached for the towel on Amanda's shoulder and started trying to wipe up the cum as it was landing on Amanda's shirt, her arm, her hand, the floor. Stacey just kept recording.

After 4 or 5 shots of cum, Michael was done. As Amanda kept stroking, it started to get too sensitive and he was pulling his hips back.

“You can stop now honey.” She looked at her daughter and cracked up. Amanda was shell shocked. She sat there with Micheal's cock in her hand and her mouth open in disbelief at what had just happened She had some cum on her cheek and it trailed into the corner of her mouth. She must have caught a shot in the face thought her mom.

“You OK honey?” She asked her daughter as she reached to wipe the cum off Amanda's face. Amanda closed her mouth an instinctively swallowed. The taste in her mouth surprised her, but she liked it. She used her hand to scoop the cum off her face and put it in her mouth.

“Hmmm” she moaned. Everyone just froze and looked in surprise as this 12 year old girl was tasting her brother's cum and liked it. He mom wiped her face anyway.

“Well, I'll bet that was a first for you girls.”

Amanda replied immediately “Wow, that was wild! I couldn't... I don't...” She couldn't express what she was feeling right then.

Stacey spoke up “Well, being in charge of 3 older boys you see some things.” She looked directly at Michael's penis. “I got a great video of all of it though.”

“Well, let's get this cleaned up so we can have some breakfast. Michael, get a couple of hand towels from the bathroom and clean up your mess.”

“My mess? How do you ...”

“From now on, you don't speak unless given permission and get the towels now!” Cheryl snapped at him and smacked the side of his butt cheek with her hand.

Michael jumped up and hurried to get the towels. He returned and started wiping up the floor. “Clean your sister first you idiot!”

Michael looked at his mother then at Amanda. Amanda answered back “I can do it.”

“Nonsense. Let your brother do it, it's his mess.”

“With that Cheryl grabbed Michael's arm and aimed the towel at the stream of cum that ran from Amanda's arm then across her breast. Michael tried to resist and pull back. He didn't mind touching his sister's breast but he thought this was a trap to get him into further trouble.

“Stop fighting me Michael!” Cheryl warned. She wiped repeatedly over Amanda's breast. All the wetness being spread only served to highlight her erect nipples. Cheryl continued for half a minute, then moved to Amanda's legs. She pushed Amanda's knees apart and pushed Michael to stand between them. Everyone could see her wet spot, including Amanda. She was shocked and embarrassed.

She tried to close her legs but Michael was in the way. Cheryl guided her son's hand and the towel over Amanda's leg and across her crotch. Michael got weak in the knees. Cheryl nudged him in the butt with her shoulder which only served to push his penis into her daughter's face, almost touching her.

“Watch it boy! Don't touch me with that thing. It's still dribbling!” Then realizing the situation and the fact that she had enjoyed the taste of his cum, she playfully leaned in a little and licked the juices off his penis. This time Michael's knees buckled. He fainted. Too much excitement.

To be continued......

Babysitting for Dummies
By WhoDaMan

Chapter 5 - More Punishment That Michael Thinks Is Unfair

Michael woke up. He was laying on the floor of the living room. He had on a towel as a diaper. He had a baby bottle next to him. He looked up. 2 girls were standing over him, staring at him. His mom was somewhere else. He now had not only Amanda and Stacey there, but Jenny as well. Jenny must have come over after he passed out. Stacy was facing away from him doing something. She turned around and saw Michael moving. She came over and stood beside the other 2 girls.

“Well! welcome back sleepy head!” Stacey said. “You really gave us a shock. You passed out and almost hit the floor. Your mom caught you.”

“How long was I out? Why am I wearing a diaper?”

“Well” said Stacey “You've been out for about 2 and ½ hours. We went ahead and invited Jenny over early since she will be babysitting soon too. Plus we knew she would enjoy it.”

Jenny spoke up excitedly “Oh it was awesome. Thank you so much for letting us do this Michael. I just can't say...”

“I didn't let anyone do anything! This whole thing is being forced on me and I am not happy about it at all. I don't think this is fair and I don't think any of you would have been treated this way if you got caught with your dirty thoughts and things you do! I am getting treated horribly because I am a boy!”

“Bull shit! You pervert, you were peeking at me changing my clothes and you were masturbating! Your a sicko!” chimed in Stacey.

“Oh really? So you don't masturbate? And what do you think about when you masturbate? Boys?” Michael didn't even leave any room for the idea that the girls didn't masturbate, which they all did, just probably not as often as he did and they didn't get caught. “And earlier this year you took a dare and ran through the boys locker room! What was that about?” Michael retorted.

Stacey didn't know that Michael knew about that. She didn't realize but he was there. All she remembered was seeing some penises. Everything else was a blur. But she certainly wasn't going to admit in front of witnesses that she masturbated.

“Your so full of shit! Face it, you got caught being a perv and your facing the consequences!”

“Well, you should face the same consequences, you saw me naked in the locker room and you masturbate too. So nothing I did was any different from what you did. I'm just getting the worst end of it from you feminist assholes!”

With that, Cheryl, who had been listening hurried into the room. “Enough of that Michael! I will not have you talking to these girls that way. No matter your opinion, you need to treat females with respect. We're going to dole out some of that respect right now. Get over here and lay over the arm of the couch!”

Michael went from angry to scared and had a bewildered look on his face. How did this conversation end up here? He thought he was winning the argument. He started to try to explain.

“Now!” said his mom, as she grabbed his arm. Stacey, take that diaper off of him!”Cheryl was very angry. It didn't matter that Michael was probably right, he was being treated differently because he was a boy. She had been treated badly by Michael's father, who left her for a younger woman. She felt mistreated at work, remembering what her friends kept telling her about the glass ceiling for women. She was about to focus all her feminist anger on her son's butt.

Stacey quickly removed the diaper and moved back out of the way. Michael was naked again but for probably the 1st time he was flaccid. A situation that was about to change being naked in front of 4 females now. He couldn't help but notice that all 3 girls positioned themselves so they could stare at his penis. And they said he was a perv!

Michael leaned over and laid on the arm of the couch. He was crying in anticipation of his spanking. He hadn't been spanked since he was about 7 years old.

“Grab hold of his penis and testicles, I don't want him to move or try to get up!” Cheryl told Stacey. Stacey smiled, knelt down, and grabbed Michael's penis in one hand and testicles in the other. Michael let out a gasp between sobs.

“Move this way so I don't accidentally catch you” Cheryl told Stacey as she put her left hand on his shoulder blades to make sure he didn't try to get up and began swinging the belt with her right hand.

The belt made sharp contact and Michael let out a scream. The belt wrapped over his buttocks and the end snapped a little harder on his side. Cheryl gave a volley of 10 swats before stopping. Michael was crying really hard by this time.

“Whats the matter, the poor baby get his bottom hurt?” Stacey said mockingly as she stepped back. Michael tried to get up to go after her. Her was crying but he was also angry for being treated like this.

“You'll pay for that bitch. I don't care how much trouble I get in, how many spankings, I'm going to get even with every one of you!”

Michael felt a sharp pain as his mother reached out and squeezed his testicles and started a new assault on his ass. “You.. will.. do.. no.. such.. thing....” She said as she beat his ass harder than before. Michael was bawling now but. Cheryl stopped at another 10 swats.

“Stacey, I think you should give him a few swats since he threatened you.”

“I don't think so. I.. no I don't want to.” Stacey said.

“You don't need to worry about his threat. I WILL keep him in line. He is going to learn to respect women or he will have a perpetually red butt!”

“No, I think I'm going to pass.” Stacey also still kind of liked Michael and she didn't want to hurt that chance if it came in the future.

Amanda spoke up “I'll bust his ass! I don't care if he threatens me. I can just come to you and he'll be in bigger trouble!”

Cheryl had calmed down from her earlier anger. Whether it was from getting her frustrations out, having time to calm down, or hearing the way her daughter was talking, she realized she may have over-reacted.

“You need to watch how you say stuff like that” Cheryl told her daughter, “This is not about 'Busting his ass'. It's about teaching him to respect women. I think for now you can take a pass too. We need to get you into the right mind set so you are motivated to do things the right way.”

“Michael you can get up and go stand in the corner over there. Same rules as before, facing us, no covering.”

“Michael got up. He was a little abrupt in his movements and you could see he was angry. He did eventually stop crying but he was rubbing his butt as much as he could. Even rubbing it hurt at this point.”

Jenny, being sweet or maybe with some sexual thoughts in mind, offered “I can get some cold cream for his behind if you want.”

Cheryl looked at Jenny then at her son. She thought the girl was looking for a reason to do some touching. She didn't mind him being a little more humiliated. “OK”.

Jenny ran to the bathroom and returned with the cold cream but she didn't bring anything to apply it with. When asked by Stacey she said “I was going to just use my hand. Isn't that how your posed to do it?” She said coyly. She went over to Michael and knelt in front of him so his penis was right in front of her. She did a lot of staring and occasionally reached back to rubbed some cream on his butt. The cream was helping relieve the pain plus he kept looking down at this girl with his penis in her face staring at his cock. He got a rapid hard on. Jenny loved every second of it.

Cheryl left the room. Stacy walked over to Michael and told him “We did a lot of practicing while you were asleep. We took a lot of pictures. Did you want to see?”

Stacey wanted to see his reaction as he saw the pictures of them handling his penis, wiping him, applying powder, putting on his diaper and much much more. She wasn't just trying to be mean, she was getting a sexual thrill out of it. Michael didn't respond. Stacey brought the laptop over to show him.

To be continued......

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