By WhoDaMan
who.da.man.2000@gmail.com
Copyright 2025 by WhoDaMan, all rights reserved
[1,569 words]
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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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The Spill
By WhoDaMan
Chapter 2
The Plan and Execution
A
little later, Amanda was in her room when she heard the downstairs
front door open and close. “Hi Mrs. Clark.” And then quickly a tap at
her door and Sandra welcoming herself in. They looked at each other
like their heads were going to pop. At almost exactly the same time,
they both blurted out “I have an idea!” They both had thought about
spilling a beaker on a boy and force him to remove his pants and
underwear. Sandra added “We need to swap the beaker with water right?
We don't want to burn his penis!” They both giggled. “Wow, that could
have been bad if we didn't. Good catch!” Amanda praised.
Their
plan was to swap the beaker with water. Also, so the real acid did not
get used thinking it was water, before class, one of them would need to
sneak in, pour the acid back in the big glass jar of acid, rinse the
beaker and add water to it. This way it would have their names on
it. Amanda and Sandra practiced the spill in the backyard. It was
determined that Amanda would do the spill. She really wanted to see
Mark naked. He was in great shape and some of her ideas would be easier
to execute if it was a boy she was familiar with. Amanda practiced more
after Sandra left. She tests different scenarios, deciding on one where
she drops or knocks a piece of paper off the table to Mark's left. As
he is distracted picking it up, she will then quickly “spill” the
beaker, essentially pouring the water on his crotch and then dropping
the beaker so it bounces off of him as if she was trying to catch it.
Before class, Sandra sneaks into the lab. She places her cell phone
with the camera on and streaming it to her home computer, which is
recording everything. This way, if it is discovered, there is no
evidence on it. Next, she swaps out the acid in Amanda and Mark's
beaker for water. She hurries out before their teacher comes I to prep
for class.
The students begin to arrive. Once the bell
rings, the teacher gets their attention just as she did the previous
day. She reviews the same safety information as the day before,
stressing safety. “Take your time, do it right, no mistakes!” With that
she told the students to send one of the lab partners to get their
beaker. The students did as instructed. Mark brought their beaker back
to his and Amanda's lab table. He placed it near the back of the desk
away from the work area directly in front of them.
Amanda,
realizing this would be a problem, murmured, “lets take a look at
this”. She pulled the beaker back to the edge of the table. She
inserted a PH test strip (which had already been used in another
beaker), as listed in their instructions. She estimated the PH based on
the depth of the color. She set the paper down over in front of Mark.
She took a deep breath, time to put her plan into motion.
She pushed further and let the paper fall of the lab table. Mark tried
to catch it but it slipped out of his hand and fell to the floor. He
reached down and picked it up. At the same time, Amanda grabbed the
beaker and poured or tossed the water at Mark's pocket and crotch and
then up wars to get some on his shirt. In one motion, she let the
beaker go and it bounced off Mark and broke on the floor. The
shattering glass got quite a few peoples attention, including Mark's.
Mark jumped and screamed. His first sound was not a word but his
next word was “Help!”.
“Help, Acid!” he yelled. He started
almost running to the wash basin. The teacher turned and looked right
at him then down at the spill on his clothes. She could see it on his
shirt and his pants. This was bad! As Mark ran to the basin, the
teacher grabbed his shirt and ripped it open, tearing off the buttons.
Mark instinctively let her pull his shirt off and then reached for the
pull chain. “Jesse, Alan, shoes!” The teacher ordered. The boys started
taking his shoes and socks off as the teacher started on his button on
his jeans. The teacher knew it was a good thing the pants contained
cotton as it reacted with the acid slowing the acid down from getting
to Mark's skin.
Mark was already unzipping his pants. As he
got them unzipped, he pushed down, not realizing he got his underwear
as well. He pushed down to the floor and lifted one leg at a time to
get them off his legs. He turned away from the class at this point to
hide his privates but they had almost all seen everything. The teacher
took the pull ring from Mark and ordered the students to move to the
other side of the room to give Mark some space and remove some of the
prying eyes. Of course, a this point, everyone was staring at his ass
which was on full display.
“Fuck!” Mark screamed He was not
known for cussing a lot but this was an extreme situation. No one would
blame him. The teacher made him stand there for ever while water poured
over him. She kept checking his crotch and asking him if he feels
anything burning. He said he did not feel any burning or pain. “And can
you please stop staring at my dick!” he blurted out, a little loud.
Since the stress in the room had faded over the ten minutes the teacher
had Mark stand there, that comment caused a few giggles. A few girls
got their phones out to take photos. The teacher ordered one of the
boys to confiscate all the phones. She had the boy put them in her
lower desk drawer.
It was probably inevitable, but Mark
started getting an erection. Whether from the stress of the situation
or being naked in front of everyone, including the girls, it still got
hard. He was probably a little better than average in the size
department, which the teacher noticed. At first, her eyes got bigger,
but the she relaxed a little. Finally, she stopped the water. Mark
shivered a little. He clamped his hands over his cock and testicles.
“Now What?” Mark said loudly and indignantly. “Well, we need to get you
dried off, you need to see the school nurse, and we need to find you
some clothes” the teacher answered. Amanda spoke up, “I feel so bad!
Its all my fault!” She started crying fake tears, a trick she learned
early on in her child hood to get her way. The teacher consoled her,
“It was an accident. Good thing we prepared for this even if it was a
low risk. Mark's quick action seems to have prevented any burns to his
skin.”
“I need someone to take him to the nurses office.
Quickly. We don't want to embarrass him any more than he already is.”
“I think I should take him, he was my lab partner. I can walk in front
of him helping hide him from view.” Sandra spoke up, “I can go too, and
his sister Carla. We can walk beside him or behind him to help him hide
in the middle.” The teacher paused, if only for a second thinking 'was
this all an elaborate scheme. In the interest of expediency, she told
the girls to hurry. Mark ran for the door, his hands clenched tightly
to his crotch. The girls rushed out after him.
The noise
level coming from the room increased quickly as the students tarted
talking about what happened and what they saw. “Lets Go!” Mark ordered,
interested at getting to their destination as quick as possible. A
couple of teachers head his outburst and stepped out of their room to
see a naked boy almost running being chased by 3 girls.
Finally one of the girls got in front of Mark. It was his sister. She
needed to act like she had no interest in looking at her naked twin
brother. Truth be told, she had already seen him naked. She had many
occasions peeking into his room on his self pleasuring activities. She
could easily watch from outside his bedroom. With his light on, he
couldn't see anyone unless they stood close enough to let the light
from the room illuminate them. She had also set up her phone to record
him a few times in his room and in the shower. She had been pleasuring
herself and even shared the video with her best friend.
Amanda and Sandra got on each side of Mark, falling behind at times to
stare at his butt and then next to him in hopes of glimpsing more of
the prize. They soon came to the office. They entered through the door,
lifted the hinged counter top and headed straight to the nurses office,
all in full view of the staff and girl volunteers in the office. Amanda
looked back. Seeing the dropped jaws ans smiles, she grinned back. They
didn't knock but entered the nurses office immediately.
To be continued...