Bend Over, Ben Dover Chapters 5 to 8
By Ben Dover
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spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This
is fantasy, and the
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“ Now the first thing we have to do, Ben,” said Samantha as
they sat at the breakfast table, “ is find you panties that fit. I don’t mind
your borrowing mine, but if you’re going to be emotionally at ease and in touch
with your inner panty-pussy, you’ll want to be physically comfortable too. “
At first, Ben wasn’t comfortable at all with his sister
referring to him as a panty-pussy, but after she explained the psychological
impact of naming, he got used to it. Sometimes she would call him Ben, but
mostly it was Panty-Pussy, or just PP.
That first morning she took him to the Big Girl dress shops
where she found him bras and panties, thongs and pantyhose. At the drug store
she got him some cheap make-up including fire engine-red lipstick.
She spent an hour
getting him to practice a girlie cheerleader number while shouting a
“ I’m a panty-pussy
and I’m not ashamed
To bend over, for
that’s my name “
Ben got pretty good at it in his pink bra and matching
bikini bottoms, but Samantha saw a big problem in Ben’s being able to identify
with his IPP ( inner pussy-panty ). His body hair. It had to go so as not to
confuse the poor lad in his quest for his IPP. But Samantha waited a while
before informing Ben of this. She wanted to have at least five of her
girlfriends present to witness Ben’s transformation.
By 3 p.m. Ben had a been convinced he needed to gradually go
public about his IPP and so had been practicing being naked or wearing girl underwear
in front of his sister. By then he could also refer to his IPP in its full
name, not just the letters. He had resigned himself to being a Panty-Pussy and
was beginning to feel proud.
The doorbell rang and his sister went to answer. Ben, still
wearing bra and panties, lost his composure and started to run upstairs to the
safety and privacy of his bedroom.
“ STOP right where you are, panty-pussy.” Said his sister in
a stern tone, “ Running away from your issues is just running away from
yourself… and running right into a psychotic episode which will only lead to
medical treatment and chemical castration. “
That stopped Ben in his tracks and he lowered his head and
returned to the living room where several teenage girls were staring wide-eyed
Samantha continued in her role of caring sister, “ Ben, I am
so proud of you. Please tell my friends what you’ve discovered about yourself.”
Ben gulped, sighed and grimaced but spoke these words
softly: “ I am a panty-pussy “
Samantha shushed her girlfriends who were having a hard time
suppressing their laughter. “ And you’re not ashamed to admit it either, are
Ben shook his head slightly and murmured, “ No, I’m proud to
be a ppp,, panty-pussy.” He was blushing three shades of scarlet.
“ Well,” said Samantha with a cock of her head, “ aren’t you
going to show us how proud you are then? You know, the cheer. “
And Ben Dover sighed
and cheerlessly began his cheerleader number:
“ I’m a panty-pussy
and I’m not ashamed
To bend over, for
that’s my name “
His sister had him repeat that four times, each time louder
and with more enthusiasm. Ben’s audience had been tipped off to Samantha’s
plans earlier but were still finding it hard to not piss themselves laughing. But
they managed to keep straight faces and even applauded at the end of Ben’s
performance. They took their cues from Samantha’s lead, so when she thanked
them profusely for helping her brother with this problem, they acted concerned
and understanding and said they’d do anything to help.
“Well, girls,” said Samantha in her most serious voice, “ I
want your opinion on how to proceed but I think we need Ben to explain things
first; especially about his urges and fantasies. Ben? If you don’t mind.”
Ben did, but these girls had seen him humiliated already,
they might as well know the reason. So he explained his feeling about being
sexually humiliated, dominated and degraded especially being forced to be nude
before clothed girls.. and he even admitted getting excited about being spanked
in the nude.
“ Thank you, panty-pussy “ said Samantha. “ You’re taking
that fist vital step toward embracing your IPP. Now girls, do you see a problem
Ben’s presenting .. an obstacle to his inner journey? “ Their only response was
some hemming an hawing and shoulder shrugging.
“ It’s his body hair. He’s nearly 13 and his pubic and
secondary sexual hair is blocking his inner awareness. It must go. I’ve some
shaving gel, a razor and a bottle of Nair in the bathroom; if Patty and Francine
could give me a hand, we’ll get Ben prepped and smooth shaven in no time.”
And they did. Ben stripped out of his bra and panties and
lay on the couch while three girls soaped him up, handled his genitals pulling
the skin taut to best shave, not only his balls, but his cock too. Not just his
pubic area got shaved; his armpits and butt cheeks were too and his arms and
legs were showing a little fuzz. So they were lathered in Nair and kept totally
silky smooth. By the end of his coif, Ben’s body hair was gone and so was any
sense of male dignity. And worse was to come soon enough.
Ben remained naked
all day as the gang of girls gawked and giggled at this unusual sight, a nearly
13-year old boy, utterly naked of clothing and body hair yet old enough to be
sporting an erection. And Ben was kept hard off and on most of the day because
Samantha went into great detail about how Ben was aroused by the scent of his
His sister’s friends
pretended not to believe it at first and so Ben was made to produce the
evidence. Each of the seven girls wanted to see for herself, so Ben had to
excite himself seven times until each time enough pre-cum dripped out. Each
girl dabbed a bit of this boy-nectar of her fingers and then smeared Ben’s
nostrils. She would entice Ben with one hand with his own male scent and, with
her other hand, she would loosely hold his cock shaft so to determine how
aroused he became with each inhalation. Each of the seven trials took about ten
minutes, so Ben was in a state of frustrated arousal, constantly dripping and
getting just so hard, but never actually reaching orgasm for over an hour. His
pubic area was most redolent and sex-slimy and his nose was filled with the
for this exercise was that Ben could only embrace his IPP by unashamedly
‘presenting’ his realized urges before clothed girls. So the cum-sniff /
hard-on test was only one of many exercises he’d have to endure. Being naked
and shaven in front of them was another form of IPP training, of course. But
his audience and duration of nudity would have to increase. That would come
later ( and so would Ben !)
So Exercise 1 was
shaven nudity before clothed girls. Exercise 2 was sniffing his genital
essences to keep himself erect. Exercise 3 would be nude spanking Over The
Knees of clothed girls. That exercise was dragged out over several hours with
each spanker taking several turns and only swatting Ben’s butt just enough to
turn the buttock flesh rosy. Then they would stop and make him stand in the
corner with his hands resting atop his head while the girls gossiped and
chatted about other stuff.
Exercise 4 in Ben’s
training to accept his IPP would take him outdoors and free from girl-control. Indeed
#4 level training demanded that he alone discover ways to come closer to
realizing his secret urges. This was the set up: As Ben was a slight fellow who
was now smooth shaven, if he were to wear a wig and dress in girl’s
clothes, he could easily pass for a flat-chested 15 year-old girl. He’d have to
keep his clothes on, of course, but with make-up and a sexy wardrobe, Ben would
look like cute little girl.
Samantha’s evil grin
widened as she looked at her brother done up like an under-aged hooker, a
prosti-TART. She conferred with her friends and they all agreed Ben should fly
solo and prove to himself how close he was to his IPP. His task: to go to the
mall, find three boys a few years older than he was and ‘chat them up’, to
flirt and see where it goes from there.
Ben did not like
that idea at all and it looked like he’d bolt from the whole IPP training
course when Samantha took a different tack. First she calmed her brother down by
telling him, while this was all for his own good, she’d never make him do
anything until he was ready. She had Ben take off all his clothes and put them
aside for now. But she insisted Ben review exercise #3 with a twist; the girls
would use leather belts on his poor butt until it was beet red and then Ben
would retire to the corner while the girls discussed his finessing into
exercise # 4.
Ben, naked and
shaved smooth, buttocks burning while he faces the wall, overhears their plans
but, as he can’t see what they are doing, does not quite understand. He catches
whispered phrases: “ this should tickle..” “ stimulate more like..” ‘ should we
let go and .. you know, ‘GO’..” laughter all around.. “ I was there but I think
Sam should tell all of us about Ben’s last doctor appointment.. “ giggles and
whispers.. “ say it so Ben can hear.. it will help him reach ( giggle ) his
inner panty-pussy. “
“ Okay, Ben, turn
around.” Samantha sounded sympathetic but losing patience. “ The girls think
you should gradually prepare for Exercise #4 which, admittedly, is a sudden
leap from manhood to panty-pussyhood. So we’re going to examine the root of
your urges first in the privacy of this room. Also we will stay within the
limits of your CFNM needs. Turn back facing the wall, Ben. Girls, as agreed, we
are going to remove all our clothes. But first I am going to blindfold Ben so
he cannot see us.”
This done, Ben was
brought to the centre of the room and made to kneel. “ Before we begin with
Ben’s oral lessons ( giggles ), Patty and I will tell you how years ago we
played naughty nurse and hard doctor with Ben. For five minutes the episode in
Patty's garage was told and Ben, naked and blindfolded and forced to keep his
hands atop his head relived the scene and stirred his manhood. Smiles and
chuckles from the girls as they watched Ben’s cock grow as they heard of how
his temperature had been taken both ways.
Francine leaned over
to Patty and whispered, “ I think a dual consult should have been in order with
two boys taking his temperature at the same time…. I’d love to see that.”
“ You just might,
Fran.” Smirked Patty.
When the oral exam
story had been told and Ben’s cock was sticking straight out and bobbing, Samantha
came to the point. “ You can see how this kind of activity is making Ben blush
but at the same time raising his… hmm hopes, shall we say ( more giggles and
here’s how we will attend to his need stimulated by the scent and
taste of sex, yet only gradually lead him to his IPP where he so obviously
wants to be. That is, (she holds on to and yanks his cock until Ben can’t take
it any longer.. ) a cock-sucking little panty-pussy!” At which point, Ben cums
shooting several bursts into the air. Applause from the girls.
Spent, Ben is made
to bend over between naked girl thighs. The scent of horny female fills his nostrils,
the taste of cunny-honey tingles his tongue, and the touch of luscious labia
and throbbing clit engages all his senses. Seven times Ben would dine on
pungent pussy meat and live any guy’s wet-dream. But this was just the
antipasto to his main course which would come (so to speak ) when he was ready
to resume his IPP exercises.
Ben was more confused than ever. The girls had all left (
after they came, so to speak ) and his sister was taking a long, hot bath (
very hot indeed. Rubber Ducky was getting a workout like never before ) So Ben
was alone with his thoughts. As ordered, he had put away most of his new girlie
clothes and removed his make-up. The only ‘girl’ things he had not put away,
he’d kept on; namely his pink thong and bra over which he wore his shirt and
pants so his IPP uniform did not show.
But his mixed-gender dressing was not the only thing
confusing him and giving him pause. Ben tasted girl meat for the first time and
he was enraptured. But at the same time it reminded him of how he felt and the
joy he experienced when Doctor Tom took his temperature. Both scents and tastes
appealed to him.. to his IPP? He was confused.
The next day when they were alone, Ben and his sister
resumed the IPP therapy. Ben stripped and slowly played with himself while
Samantha watched, gauging his interest and arousal as she described his next
IPP step. She altered and catered her plan according to what seemed to most
both arouse and embarrass her brother. She knew long ago that arousal and
humiliation went hand in hand for Ben.
Ben’s bedroom door and windows were closed, so soon the room
began to get that seminal semen-al smell which soon had its effect on Ben and
he got closer still to his IPP. Samantha held her brother’s other hand while
she explained how the next exercise would work.
“ Ben, I’m going to apply make-up on you and dress you so
you look like a girl in her early teens. But the rest is up to you. For one
thing you are going to have to speak in a falsetto voice and say as little as
possible; giggle a lot. Guys love a fun-loving but dumb girl. Find a group of
guys at the mall ( 3 or 4 at least ) and use all your latent panty-pussy charms
to flirt and get them excited.. but not too excited. You have to figure out the
strategy and tactics of this for yourself, but the goal is sort of like your
last visit to Patty’s garage and oral exam with Doctor Tom.”
At the mere mention of that incident Ben’s cock rose and
cream oozed out. His breathing grew heavy and his face flushed.
“ You might want to try this line,” Samantha said. “ Could
you boys help me out? My sorority rules say I have to learn how to give a
perfect blow job before even applying for initiation. And I’ve never done it
before. My daddy always says ‘practice makes perfect’, so could you boys help
me practice giving blow jobs? Please…?”
By the time Samantha finished her sentence, Ben was reaching
climax.. when his sister mimicked a pouty-lipped ‘ Please....? ‘, Ben shot his
wad his wad into his hand.
“ I guess that will work,” said Samantha as she scooped up
hr brother’s cum and fed it to his nostrils and tongue.. then whispered in her
ear, ‘ Bad boy, Ben. That was quite a mess. I think you need a spanking, don’t
you?” Ben just nodded and went over his sister’s lap for 20 of the finest.
Samantha was pleased; after a half-hour of cosmetic and
dress-up magic, Ben looked like a hot little number. She had him practice his
falsetto and how to walk like a girl. By 3 p.m. he was ready to crawl the mall
and turn falsetto into fellatio. Samantha’s logic went something like this: Ben
became his true self the first time in Patty’s garage. But instead of embracing
it, he had suppressed it. Now he must engage it ( his IPP ) with active-passive
therapy by flagrantly flaunting his panty-pussiness before boys only slightly
older than he.. and must give blow-jobs to several boys at one time to better establish
his previously repressed IPP.
This was a challenge Ben felt up to ( in more ways than one )
and the more he imagined himself doing it, the more confident and hornier he
got. Dressed to the nines with his stiff cock neatly tucked away, Ben made his
way to the shopping mall. The trip there by bus was a good early test of his
gender disguise. He hip swayed and lash fluttered at a few older men and was
surprised at how well they responded. Maybe he could pull this off. As well, he
realized, he was enjoying turning heads and maybe even raising hopes and more
carnal parts of his fellow bus riders.
At the mall it didn’t take long to find a group of high
school boys hanging out at the i-tunes store. Ben set the scene by pretending
to not know anything about the communications gadgetry and, like a helpless
female, asked the five boys there to help her out. Soon the guys were in a
circle around Ben and he flirted shamelessly with quick ‘accidental’ strokes of
his fingernail polished hands against their bulging pant fronts. They got the
message soon enough and suggested they go for a coke and bite to eat at the
food court in the mall. Fluttering his eyelashes, Ben cooed, “ Oh I’d love to
have some cock with you boys but I promise not to bite….. too much ( giggle )” Subtle
he was not. Ben and his horny entourage headed towards the food court but Ben
took them aside by the public bathrooms and told them of ‘her’ dilemma just as
he had rehearsed with Samantha.
The guys didn’t believe it at first and figured ‘she’ must
be a prostitute or a police set-up. But one boy was adventurous and asked, “ Okay
sister.. are you offering to give each of us blow jobs here.. or in your car..
and you don’t look old enough to drive.. so what gives.. and how much? “
Ben figured out what the lad was worried about and he
decided to play up on that. “ How much.. Gee boys, I don’t have much money..
but if you’ll help me out.. help me practice my blow jobs, I’ll give you each
five dollars… sorry, I don’t have any more than that.”
That was enough to convince them and they quickly sneaked
into the men’s bathroom, put Ben into the handicap toilet stall and each took
turns ‘ going ‘. Ben sat on the toilet seat with a boy standing facing her, Each
time was the same: Ben unzipped them, licked the full length of their growing
shafts, pulled their balls free of underwear ( except one guy who had gone
commando ) licked them, got the boys to cream then went to work sucking on
their cock heads and finally bobbed his head up and down until they blew their
loads into Ben’s mouth. He swallowed, of course.
Ben left the mall
feeling much closer to his IPP. The thong he was wearing felt like a swamp and
he could smell the scent of his desires rising through his panties and skirt.
Back home Samantha was torn between elation and envy. Her plan had a flaw. She
wasn’t able to witness Ben’s latest humiliation…. and worse, Ben wasn’t feeling
bad about it. She figured the anonymity of it and the fact that the guys
thought Ben was a girl made her brother feel protected and not embarrassed.
She’d have to fix that. The next time Ben went down on a group of guys, he
would be buck naked, clearly a boy and his IPP exercise would take place before
clothed girls… with cameras.
The next day was a Saturday, so Ben’s parents were home all
day. Samantha had to arrange with her friend Patty to use their family garage
instead for what would be Ben’s ultimate test, Ben would bare all in every
sense of the word!
Samantha explained to her brother that his costume,
disguising his identity and even his gender was a crutch; at once an aid to help
him realize his IPP, but also a barrier to his total acceptance. What Ben
needed to do was publicly and dramatically acknowledge his journey. And he
could do that tonight at a special High School sorority meeting that patty was
calling. Ben already knew that Patty’s older cousin was a junior in the local
high school, so it made sense. Samantha would be there with Ben to embolden him
and make sure he went through with the initiation he would undertake. Patty was
designing the secret pledge ritual this year so no one but she would know what
to expect. But Samantha had been assured it would be perfect for Ben.
“ But I’m not a girl, Sam. How can I pledge a real
sorority?” Ben was having his doubts.
“ You won’t be a real member, silly; just an associate
member.. a pussy-panty partner. But the thing is, once you pledge and we
capture all your initiation tasks on our cell phones and vid-cams, that Maggie
bitch from down under won’t have a thing on you. You’ll have pre-empted her
nasty blackmail scheme and she won’t be able to hold anything over your head
again. Ben, you will be free to be who you are… unafraid and unashamed.”
Ben was still unsure; there was something in his sister’s
logic that just didn’t add up. But he was deathly afraid of what Maggie could
do if she had the upper hand, so he was willing to go along and follow his
Of course Samantha had divulged her plans to Patty who
really did have to make all the arrangement. There were texting invites to send
out, lists to devise and especially photos to print off and have ready to send
via e-mail. This would be incredibly embarrassing. For one thing, the other day
when Ben was stripped and blindfolded, Patty had taken several cell-photos of
his going down on naked Samantha and all her nude girl friends. There was no
evidence of Ben sucking off guys, of course, but this oral sexploit would be
humiliating enough. And there were those screen pictures ‘Maggie’ took of Ben
dancing around in Samantha’s thong.
Samantha had planned to make this a multi-media /
multi-tasking sort of pledge, with blown-up photos of Ben’s humiliation PLUS a
live presentation of just how much a panty-pussy Ben really is. At least a
dozen boys and girls from grades 7 through 11 would be present to witness his
initiation; she thought of it as coming off like this:
Ben would be introduced as a sorority associate applicant
He would be told to strip naked and show off his smooth body
He would stand with legs apart and hands atop his head
Large photos of him in thong and bra would be displayed on a
computer screen along with video of him doing his IPP cheer
Then he would be told to bend over and receive his
initiation spanking with a ping-pong paddle until his buttock cheeks were
He’d be kept in that position ( bent from the waist ) as his
lips and ass crack were lubed up with Vaseline.
Then Ben himself would invite all the boys to double up and
take him in tandem, fucking the mouth and ass hole of the new sorority initiate.
Samantha worked out the initiation details and left the
ritual pomp and proceedings to Patty who now had sole control and possession of
all those embarrassing photos. Patty had insisted Samantha delete everything incriminating
from her lap-top and leave all that work to her. Patty already had the
cell-phone images, she just needed what ‘ Maggie’ had taken. Samantha, Patty
said, could just relax and enjoy the evening and leave everything to her.
Patty’s parents were going out to a party and wouldn’t be
home until after midnight, so Patty had the whole house to herself. Another
kind of party would betaking place there. At nine o’clock guests to the
sorority party started to arrive. By 9:30 there were over 30 kids, mostly girls
but about a dozen boys, enjoying the music snacks and soft drinks. It really
did resemble a high school sorority do.
Patty dimmed the light and turned off the music to get
“ Guys!! Quiet please. On behalf of Omega Mu Gamma I have an
announcement to make. As most of you know, tonight we will be accepting into
our sorority an associate member who, for reasons which will become obvious, is
not normally allowed in a full sorority sister.”
Samantha was smirking from ear to ear and looking at her
brother who was across the room and looking rather sheepish. His sister had
brought him to the brink and soon, she was sure, he would be publicly
humiliated. Her thoughts were interrupted just then when her cell phone buzzed
indicating a text message. She missed part of Patty’s speech as she read the
text which was short but to the point: ‘ Do it or else..” What? She had no idea
what this was all about, so she just ignored it and turned her attention back
“ Our Associate pledge tonight,” Patty was saying “ has been
briefed on what’s expected, so please form a circle so task can be seen by all.
We will begin the ceremony in about ten minutes but first I want to describe
what will happen.
First, our pledge will strip naked
and all clothing will be tossed away.
Second, the pledge will remain
standing with legs apart and hands atop the head.
Third, the pledge will bend over
from the waist and receive initiation smacks from a ping-pong paddle, enough to
redden the buttocks ( about 40 or 50 )
And Fourth, still in the bent over
position, the pledge will invite all the boys to take turns in tandem… that is,
two at a time having sex with the pledge with one cock in the pledge’s mouth
and one cock up the pledge’s ass hole. All boys will get a chance to fill both
holes before the initiation is over. ( Condoms for rear entry are mandatory, but
no condom allowed for oral entry. )
Samantha was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Patty had
arranged things perfectly. But Samantha was wondering when the video and photo
display would happen. Just then she got a tap on the shoulder. It was Ben who
whispered in her ear, “ I think you better check your e-mail on your i-phone,
sis.” And then he faded back into the dark. Samantha knew she had at least five
minutes before the initiation began so she checked the message It was the same
as before but with several attachments. The body of the text read ‘ Do it or
else.” The photo attachments made everything clear. Image after image showed
Samantha naked with some boy’s head in her crotch, eating her out. The
close-ups of Samantha’s face showed she was obviously loving it. A second
e-mail arrived as her was looking at the first. This second one was more
specific: “ If you don’t want these photos plastered all over the Community Center
AND e-mailed to every boy in your class and more, you will do as you are told,”
Samantha was in a daze. In the living room, all the boys and
girls were standing in a circle. The room hushed as Patty called out the name
of OMG’s new pledge, Miss Samantha Dover.