The Stripping of Honeypot

The Stripping of Honeypot 5

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THE STRIPPING OF HONEYPOT

By Willie B Florida
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PART FIVE

Hani surprises Tina by being amenable to going to the first appointment. Tina puts out what she considers to be one of Hani's nicer new girly outfits, a green sundress with large yellow sunflowers and a matching pair of green shorts to wear underneath. Hani puts on the dress with no fuss.

"Ready to go!" Hani declares

"That's great," Tina replies, relieved that things are going well so far.

After dropping Hani off, Tina meets Deb and I at a coffee shop around the corner to wait out the appointment. Before sitting down Tina goes up to the counter and orders a double latté.

"How'd it go?" I ask.

"So far, fantastic, what can I say?" Tina answers. "Within minutes of our arrival Charles and Faye had Hani happy to wave good-bye to me."

"They look so bookish," I observe. "But they must have a way with kids."

"Faye said they were playing dress-up today. You can come along when I go pick Hani up--I mean, if you want to."

"Sure," Deb answers. "How long's the appointment?"

"Fifty minutes."

"Are they really sexualizers," I muse.

"What do you mean?" Tina asks.

I hesitate for a moment and then plunge in. "I've never actually met any before this, but I thought sexualizers taught kids how to have sex."

"I guess," Tina shrugs.

"But, adults can't have sex with kids unless they're both stripped. Even with parental consent. I mean, technically that's true between kids, too. Everyone's supposed to be stripped, but a lot of people look the other way if both kids are near the same age. But, professionally?"

My wife nods. "Maybe they don't do that part?" she questions. "I wonder, do sexualizers have actual sex with minors?"

"All your friends who are pressuring you to have a party for Hani," I say to Tina. "Have any of them had their kids see a sexualizer first?"

"Oh, sure," Tina replies. "That's how I got the recommendation for Faye and Charles, remember?"

"So did these kids have sex with them?"

"I don't really know," Tina answers. I am surprised by how placid she is about her uncertainty.

We drink our beverages, chat a bit, and head over to the office.

A curtain behind the two arm chairs had been pulled open to reveal a large window. Hani can be seen waltzing around a small room on the other side, wearing a short light blue smock and hugging a teddy bear.

"It's one-way glass," Charles explains. We nod, all five of us adults watching Hani play.

"So," Faye asks Tina, "do you notice what clothes Hani does and doesn't like to wear?"

"It's all girl clothes now," Tina replies.

"Anything in particular?"

"I got a bunch of sundresses--the green one with the shorts is my favorite--a long gown, a romper kind of outfit."

"The green one with the sunflowers?" Faye asks.

"Yeah, today's outfit, the one with the sunflowers."

"Hmmm. Hani wasn't wearing shorts."

"What?"

"Not to worry," Faye soothes. "Let's try a little experiment."

Charles opens the door to the playroom. Hani looks over. "Your mother's here," Charles says.

Hani puts the teddy bear down carefully and comes to the door. "Time to go home?"

At Tina's nod Hani pulls the light blue smock off and hands it to Faye. "Thank you for letting me play with your clothes today." Hani stand there completely naked--smooth childish body, penis jutting out.

"Where are the clothes you came with?" Tina asks.

"Oh!" Hani exclaims. "I left them in the room." The child runs back into the playroom and comes back with the sundress wadded up in one hand.

"Weren't there shorts, too?" Tina presses.

"Nah, they're at home. I didn't wear them."

I note that Faye has a slight smile on her face. "Tell you what, Hani. What if I let you borrow one of the outfits you played with today?"

Hani's face brightens. "Sure! I mean, thank you. That is very nice of you."

Tina beams at this display of polite behavior.

"I have five of the outfits you tried on today set out on the couch over here," Faye explains. We all turn around and sure enough, there are five sets of clothes: a long tinseled and sequined gown, a short smock very like the light blue one Hani was wearing a few minutes ago, a matching shorts and t-shirt set, a skirt and blouse, and spandex bikini bottoms with a tie top.

Hani scans the array for less than a minute before pointing to the smock. "Can I take that one?"

"You may," Faye answers, "and I'll see you next week!"

As we are leaving Faye speaks quietly to Tina. "I have some observations about clothes, but next week we'll be certain. Until then, just go with the flow--whatever Hani wants to wear."

Tina nods. It isn't until we are in the parking lot that we realize Hani is still naked. Tina pulls the borrowed smock over the kid's head. "No more underwear!" Hani screams to the world at large and runs to the car.

Tina shakes her head and bids us good-bye.

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"So what did Faye tell you about clothes?" Deb asks.

Hani is running around in our backyard and we are sitting on the patio enjoying another enviably beautiful Florida afternoon. For a week now Hani has refused to wear anything other than smocks or sundresses. No shorts and no underwear!

"She says it's not about girl versus boy clothes," Tina says. I can see she is still debating the truth of this. "I mean, I guess she has a point. Hani won't wear anything scratchy or gripping. It doesn't matter how girly or fem the outfit is. If it's got a waistband, like the skirt or shorts--or now even underwear--won't wear it. Sequins and tinsel, forget it. Even clothing with a rough seam or buttons sewn on with that little nubbin of thread on the back--all of it is out."

"That was very observant of her," Deb notes.

"Yeah, I guess that was what the dress-up session was for," Tina agrees. "She says Hani is a super-sensate."

Hani comes running over to us. "Do we have a jasmine flower plant?"

"Um, I don't think so," I reply.

"Charles and Faye grow them at their office. They smell sooooooooo good," Hani mimes swooning with pleasure and then runs off to continue playing.

"Charles explained that kids like Hani are so over-sensitized to the world that it can incapacitate them, unless . . . "

"So, are they working to reduce the sensitivity a bit," I interrupt. "It sounds like it could be a handicap!"

"That's one approach," Tina explains, "but, they say a super sensate can either end up miserable or the sensitivity can be redirected so they have a super pleasurable life."

"Wow . . . " Deb murmurs.

"Exactly," Tina exclaims. I look confused.

"They're working to get Hani involved in touch, taste, smell, sound--I guess visual must be in there somewhere. I'll have to ask."

"Jasmine," Deb says.

Tina nods. "Sandalwood, vanilla, cinnamon, mint . . . I think we're going to have to plant a sensory garden. No, seriously," she glowers at me. "You think it's a joke? This kid is so tuned in to things that . . . anyway, Charles and Faye say to go ahead with the plan to strip Hani. They say it is only a matter of time before even the slightest shred of clothing will be too irritating."

"So the whole girl thing--it's all just because boy clothes are too uncomfortable?" I ask.

"Faye says that's definitely part of it," Tina answers, "she wants me--all of us--to just relax about the gender thing. I've got to say it's a challenge with my friends. Some of them are really giving me a hard time. ‘Hani’s trans,' 'gotta stick up for your kid,' 'therapists are biased,' 'go to another state and get her a sex change,' geez . . . "

"I think Faye and Charles are giving good advice," Deb chimes in. "I guess that's why they look like librarians," she adds, giving me a wink.

"I'm sorry," I put in.

"No, really," Deb responds, "because they're sensible."

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NEXT INSTALLMENT: Part Five Begins . . .

Sensible they may be, but Charles and Faye have some far out ideas about Hani's coming out--I mean, strip--party!

"My class is really excited about it," Hani exclaims, bouncing up and down exuberantly on one leg.

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