The Oak Queen

By Aldric

This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

The Oak Queen

Payton woke from a full sleep, surprised and shocked to see five girls standing in the bedroom he shared with his brother. He glanced at the clock, and saw it was 5 am. He knew four of the girls. Andrea Townsend and Crystal Emerson were both his age, fourteen. Linda Townsend and Faith Gerswin were his brother’s age, thirteen. The fifth girl he’d never seen before. Her age could have been anywhere between 13 and 17.

“What the hell are you doing here,” he asked.

“Shh, you don’t want to wake your brother,” the girl he didn’t know said.

She held a fresh-cut, thin branch that had two Oak leaves on it. Andrea, Crystal, Linda, and Faith were dressed in what they slept in. Payton was surprised to see that Crystal had just a thin shirt and panties on, giving him some idea of her breasts. The other girls were in pajamas.

The strange girl reached out and touched his forehead with the stick. “You will now do exactly as we say.”

“Tell him what you want, Andrea,” the girl with the stick said.

“Get up and take off your pajamas.” Andrea’s voice was even. Not demanding, not excited, and not embarrassed to be in a boy’s bedroom in her pajamas.

Payton was unable to resist her first command. He slid the blanket and sheet back and got up. “I don’t wear pajamas,” he said.

Andrea’s eyes went down to his middle. “Then remove your boxers and don’t try and cover up.” Again, her voice was even, as if she were just saying hello.

Payton did not want to strip naked in front of the five girls, but he couldn’t resist. He pushed his boxers down and stepped out of them, and then stood there, fearful, embarrassed, but with his hands to his sides as the girls all stared at his body. His dick was quickly filling with blood, and he longed to hide it from them, but his arms just wouldn’t move.

The strange girl again touched Evan’s forehead with the stick. “Now, undress your brother. Don’t worry, he won’t wake up.”

Unable to resist in any way, Payton pulled his brother’s sheets down. He knew that Evan slept in pajama bottoms and nothing else. He lifted his brother slightly in order to pull the pajamas from under his butt, and then pulled them down and over his ankles. Evan didn’t open his eyes or react in any way.

“Now, lay back down in your bed. Keep your arms to your sides,” Stick girl stated.

He complied, and Andrea and Crystal moved to the side of his bed and took in the sight of a naked boy they both kind of liked. Linda and Faith were on the side of Evan’s bed, looking at him.

“Go ahead and make Evan hard,” stick girl said to Linda and Faith. To the other two girls, she added, “You two can masturbate Payton.”

In any other circumstances, this might have been a pleasant dream. But unable to move or resist, Payton had to lie there as the girls took turns touching his dick. Stick girl told him to explain how to rub and stroke it in order to make him cum. Once he did, they quickly understood, and in seconds he was rocking side-to-side on his bed until a very satisfying orgasm occurred. Several bursts of cum shot out, landing mostly on his lower belly.

“Get the toothbrush out and play with it while I help the other two girls.” Stick girl moved across the room to Evan’s bed and began telling Linda and Faith how to manipulate his penis.

Toothbrush? Thought Payton. He wondered if they were going to brush his teeth. But no, an instant later he felt a fast vibration along the side of his dick. It moved upward, and when it reached the swollen pink head, it drove him crazy. Other than rocking slightly, he couldn’t move.

The feeling wasn’t painful, but the rapid vibrating bristles on his sensitive glans was more than he could stand. He cried out, only his shout only occurred in his head. He made no noise in the room. And then the toothbrush crossed over his piss hole. For a moment, it reached a millimeter or two inside, and it was the most erotic thing he’d ever felt.

He was so wrapped up in what was being done to him that he missed his brother’s orgasm. He knew about it from the cheers and statements he heard from Linda and Faith.

Even though he had just had an orgasm, the vibrations from the battery-powered toothbrush were too much. With another silent scream, his balls again pumped all they had through his dick. This time it was shorter, but still satisfying.

“We need to get going,” the girl with the stick said to him. “Stay naked the rest of the night. Don’t cover up, and don’t pull your sheet and blanket over you. Stay exposed, just like you are.”

With last looks at the two naked boys, the four girls followed the stick girl out of the bedroom. The door closed behind them. Payton felt like he was in control. He felt that he could ignore the order. But the fact that the stick girl might know scared him.

Payton fell back asleep. When he woke up, the room was lit from sunlight behind the bedroom shades. He’d had the strangest dream. He looked across the room. Evan was still asleep, his sheet and blanket covering his ankles and nothing else. His brother had a boner. In his dream, he’d stripped Evan. Girls had seen them both. His belly was covered in dry cum.

It was a dream. It had to be. No way would he have ever let girls he knew from school see him naked. Nor could he have stripped his brother without waking him.

He got up and went across the hall to take a shower, leaving his boxers on the floor. When he returned, Evan was just getting up, sitting in bed rubbing his eyes.

“I had the weirdest dream,” Evan said as Payton got a pair of clean boxers out and dropped the towel.

“Yeah, what kind of dream?” he asked.

“A uh, a really weird one. You stripped me. I couldn’t move or speak. And you were naked too. Girls were in our room, and they saw both of us.” Evan paused, staring at Payton. “It was a dream, wasn’t it?”

“How many girls have ever come into the house and seen us naked?” Payton asked.

“Well, if it was a dream, then none,” his brother responded. “But why are my pajamas on the floor?

“Obviously, you took them off as part of the dream.” Payton pulled on his clean boxers and finished dressing. He didn’t want to discuss last night with his brother, at least not until he figured out what really happened. “Get up, Mom will have breakfast ready soon. You need to take a shower.”

While the boys were getting up and dressed, their dad was going through his morning routine, which started by looking at the doorbell camera footage. Normally, nothing got recorded. Sometimes a bird would set it off. But now there were two recordings. Both of them very short.

He started the first video. On it, four girls opened the door and stepped inside the house. They were all dressed in bed clothes. Immediately after going inside, the video ended. He ran the second one, which showed them leaving. The time stamps showed that they were inside the house for just slightly more than a second. That was all but impossible. He got up and went to the front door. It was locked, and the dead bolt closed. The deadbolt could only be unlocked from the outside with a key. He went back and restarted the first video. It showed the first girl reaching for the doorknob, and then they entered. Her hand never touched the deadbolt.

He ran the second video. They left the house, but never turned to close the door. Confused, he saved the video’s and went to help his wife with breakfast. As they worked, he told her what he’d seen.

She went to review the two documents. She was back in a few minutes. “That just isn’t possible. Four girls couldn’t have even gotten turned around in the brief pause between the two images. And nothing showed them unlocking the deadbolt. When they left, the front door was still open. If it was open for more than a minute, the alarm would have sounded.”

As the boys came in for breakfast, they gave up trying to make sense out of the videos. They would double check the locks tonight, and change the alarm on the front door to sound if it was opened for more than five seconds when the security system was set.

Later that day, the doorbell rang. Evan was close to it, so he answered it. Nobody was in sight, but a small box was on the porch. There hadn’t been time for whoever delivered it to have gone, yet the front yard was empty. He picked up the box. It was addressed only as “To Payton”. He took it up to their room, where his brother was playing a game and showed it to him.

Payton paused his game and opened the box. Inside was a paper and a thumb drive. The paper was folded, and on one flap, “Watch the video before reading this” was written.

Payton saved and ended his game and inserted the thumb drive. He clicked on the only file.

It was the bedroom, and the lights were on. Four girls stood between the two beds. Both he and Evan were asleep, but moments later, he saw his image begin to stir.

“What the hell are Andrea, Crystal, Linda, and Faith doing in our bedroom?” Evan asked.

It was too late to tell Evan to leave, Payton let the video run. He knew what was going to happen next. He looked at all four corners of the screen, but the girl with the stick was not shown. Just the four other girls.

“What the fuck!” Evan swore as he watched his brother get out of bed and strip off his boxers. He swore again as he watched his brother uncover him and pull his pajamas off. “You asshole. You stripped me naked in my sleep with two girls my age looking at me.”

“You told me this morning that you were awake,” Payton stated. “It gets worse. Wait until the end, and then I’ll explain. I was being controlled somehow.”

Evan’s confusion grew as he watched the girls have fun playing with his dick, just like in his dream. Then he looked to the other side of the video where his brother was. He watched his brother squirm and yell as the toothbrush buzzed away. But not a single sound was heard except the girls giggling and the slight sound from the battery-powered toothbrush.

“There was a fifth girl there,” Payton said as they watched. “An odd-looking girl. She had a short branch with two leaves on it. I think they were Oak leaves. When she touched me, I was totally under her command. But she isn’t on the video.”

They watched as the girls left. Payton got back into his bed, leaving Evan naked and uncovered. Both of them fell asleep. There was a pause, and when the video resumed, the bedroom was lit by the sun. Payton woke first, and stared at his brother. Then he left the room.

“I went to take a shower to wash the cum off my belly,” Payton explained.

The video continued as Evan slept on, his own belly covered with cum. The video ended as Payton returned.

Payton unfolded the note and read it out loud.

“You will meet with the four girls at a place of their choosing. Try to meet them individually, although it is likely the Townsend sisters will see you at the same time. Both you and Evan will strip naked. You will both masturbate. The girls may ask you to do it again, and if so, you will. The girls will remember that night in your room as a dream. You’ll have to make up a reason for why you’re doing this. Although you and Evan are still under my control, either or both of you can decide to refuse to do this. If so, then every girl and maybe all the boys in your school will see the video you just watched. Or worse punishments if you push me too far.

The thumb drive that you have is tied to the one I have. You cannot delete it until you’ve met my terms. That action will delete my version too. You’ll just have to trust me.”

“We aren’t going to do that, right?” Evan challenged.

“Think back. On the video, I noticed that your eyes were open. You were aware that I was stripping you, yet you did nothing. You didn’t speak, or move your hands. And the reason why you didn’t was because you couldn’t. How many girls and boys in school do you want seeing your boner?”

Evan didn’t respond. But he also didn’t challenge what his brother had stated.

“We have to think up a bet that we lose and have to do this. It has to be convincing. I’m betting the girls dreamed they saw us naked. Once they start discussing it, they are not going to believe they all had the exact same dream. We can use that to make the bet. They aren’t going to refuse to see us naked.”

Evan didn’t say anything for a few minutes while he thought about it. Then he had a question.

“What if the girls say that we, or you, have to do more than just jack off?”

“I don’t know. I know as much as you. All we can hope is that they do not go too far. If the girls make it too horrible, we can always rethink not doing it and seeing if everybody in school really does see the video. But right now, I don’t want to take a chance that they might. That girl, the one with the stick, had some kind of magical power. Who knows what else she could make us do.”

It was Sunday, and Andrea and Linda went to the same church as them. Hating what they had to do, the boys got dressed and joined their parents in the kitchen for breakfast.

They were not able to get the girls separated from their parents, which bothered the boys. Normally, the girls were more than happy to spend any time with them that they could. They were leaving, when Mrs. Townsend realized she had left her purse in the pew.

That gave them the chance, and they took advantage of it.

“We lost a horrible bet, and we need to meet with you two in private. Hopefully today. Trust me, you’ll enjoy it.”

“What is the bet?” Andrea asked.

“Who is it with?” her sister added.

“We’ll tell you as soon as we can meet. Somewhere very private. Me and Evan have to, uh, expose ourselves to you.”

The two girls looked at each other. “Just us? Why not include Crystal Emerson and Faith Gerswin?” Andrea asked.

Payton almost spoiled it by saying the wrong thing. He caught himself just in time. “The bet is so horrible we don’t want to have to do it with anyone. But we have to do it, or something worse will happen. Please, just you two.”

“How about the old Fergus barn,” Evan suggested. “It isn’t far from our houses, and nobody goes there. Say 2 o’clock?”

The girls looked at each other again. This time, the younger one answered.

“Look, we both had the same dream last night. It was really weird. And it involved you two. We’re kind of suspicious that this is some kind of trick to get back at us for what happened in the dream. I know that doesn’t make sense, but the dream seemed so real. So, we kind of have to know more. Who did you lose the bet to, and what exactly is going to happen if we meet you in private?”

Payton thought fast. It had to be convincing, or he’d risk having every girl in school see the video with him and Evan naked. “It isn’t a bet,” he began. “It is an order from Tom Munson.”

Everyone knew that Tom was the meanest and biggest bully in the school. “We broke something of his, and he is making us do this. We’re going to strip naked for you. We have to jack, uh, masturbate, and you can make us do it as much as you want. I’m guessing that he’ll come to verify that you saw us.”

The sisters looked at each other again. “Do we, uh, have to do anything special? Like get undressed or something like that?” Andrea asked.

“God, I’d love it if you did, but no, you don’t have to do anything except see us. Wear whatever you want. We are not going to do anything to either of you. And we’re begging you to not tell anyone that we stripped for your pleasure.”

Mrs. Townsend had returned with her purse and was calling to the girls. Time was up.

“We’ll be there,” Andrea said as they turned towards their parents. “Two o’clock. Don’t be late.”

“Looks like a couple of somebodies have a girlfriend,” their dad quipped as they rejoined their parents. Neither of them said anything in response. Once back at home, they took off their church clothes and changed into more comfortable clothing.

“Hopefully we can get with Crystal and Faith today too and get it over with. We’ve got an hour, let’s go try.”

Her house was just three doors down. She was smiling until she saw who was at her door.

“What do you want?” she asked.

Somewhat taken back by her tone, Payton asked her if she could come out.

She leaned out the door and looked in both directions before answering. “No. I’m not going anywhere with you two. This is about last night, isn’t it. I thought it was a dream, but here you both are, hoping to do to me what I did to you.”

Evan recovered first. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. To the best of my knowledge, you did nothing to me or my brother. Unless you’re the one who told Tom Munson what we said about him.”

“That creep? I wouldn’t speak to him in a million years.” Crystal looked confused. “What did you say about him, and why does it involve me?”

“Again, it isn’t something we want our parents or anyone else to hear,” Payton whispered.

“Nobody is home but me.” She hesitated a few seconds before stepping back. “I guess you can come in. But one false move and I’ll call the cops.”

“Look, we aren’t here to harm you in any way. I don’t know what you think we did last night. We both had strange dreams too. But Monson is super pissed at us, and he told us we had to each find two girls our age and strip naked for them. And tell them they can make us jack off, or other stuff. That is why we are here. Not to harm you. To protect ourselves from Tom Monson.”

“I, uh, I’ve already seen both of you naked,” she said, looking and sounding totally surprised.

“I’m pretty sure we would have remembered that,” Evan said. “We’ll leave if you want us too, but there are other punishments for each day it takes us to get this done. If you order us to strip, we will.”

She blushed and bit her lip. She stared at them for a few seconds before speaking. “Okay, strip.”

It had been so much easier last night when he had no control over his body. But now, he had to expose himself to a girl his age.

Crystal watched them slowly strip. Maybe last night was really just a dream. But this wasn’t, and the boys were so scared and embarrassed that they were having a hard time stripping. But eventually, they stood before her totally naked. Each of them had an erection, and Evan was trying to hide his behind his hands.

“Don’t cover up,” she said to the younger one. “Let me see it.”

Evan’s face turned an even deeper shade of red, but he managed to force himself to uncover. With them standing side-by-side, she was able to compare the two boys. She knew that Evan had turned thirteen several weeks ago, but still, there was a lot of difference between them. Payton was fourteen, and had been for several months. His dick was at least an inch longer, and bigger around. And his balls hung lower and the sack had some hair on it. Evan only had a few short hairs collecting around the base of his dick.

She was starting to enjoy this. “Play with them. Masturbate.”

There was some hesitation, but in less than a minute both of them were using their right hand to stroke and squeeze the shaft. Evan finished first. He used his left hand to catch most of his discharge.

Payton was nearly two minutes behind his brother, but when he began firing, he shot almost double what Evan had. And his was thicker and a slightly different color.

“Go wash your hands, and clean the stuff you shot onto the floor,” she ordered. As they worked, she remembered her dream. As soon as they were done cleaning, they looked like they were in a hurry to get going. But she wanted to see something she couldn’t forget.

“You said you had to do anything I wanted,” she said, pausing.

“Uh, yeah, except we don’t hurt each other or do anything that would get us arrested. Stuff like that.” Payton was wondering what she was going to order them to do.

“You said you had to each pick two girls your age,” Crystal began. “Who else are you going to choose?”

“We have a meeting planned with Linda and Andrea Townsend in a few minutes,” Evan explained. “That will complete Payton’s requirement to have two girls his age. I’ll still have to do another. I haven’t figured out who to call on yet.”

Two girls who had been in the dream with her. Too much for it to be a coincidence. Something very strange was going on.

“Maybe Faith Gerswin?” she suggested. “She is thirteen, same as you. “You said you had to do anything I said, right?” When they both nodded, she continued. “Invite me to come with you when you meet the Townsend girls. I want to watch what they make you do. And we’ll stop at Faith’s house and see if she wants to come too.”

Payton tried to think of a way out of it, but nothing came to mind. He was forced to invite her along. She watched as they dressed, and then went to get her shoes. While they waited for her, he heard a noise and turned to the steps. A dark leave tumbled to the floor. He was pretty sure it was an oak leaf. He looked up, and saw a second leaf. It still had some green, but was mostly brown. As he watched, it also detached and fluttered downward. It was completely brown by the time it reached the floor.

The three of them headed for Faith’s house. She was as surprised as Crystal had been, but they didn’t have to twist her arm to get her to join them. The four of them headed for the old barn.

As soon as they entered, they saw Andrea and Linda waiting for them near a tall support post holding up the center of a loft. Payton looked around, and saw two oak leaves high up on the post.

The barn was well lit, as parts of the walls had rotted away, allowing sunlight inside. There were empty beer cans strewn around, and cigarette butts littered the floor.

“Crystal, Faith. We didn’t expect you to be with the boys,” Andrea stated. She pointed to a far corner. “Let’s talk for a minute.”

As the three girls walked to the corner, Linda ordered the boys to strip. “Everything off, even your shoes and socks. You both had better be naked before my sister returns.”

Having been seen naked by them once before didn’t matter, stripping naked in front of a girl of thirteen was unnatural and embarrassing. But they did manage to meet her requirement to be nude before her sister and Crystal returned.

“The bet, as I understand it, was that you need to follow any orders Linda or I give you,” Andrea began. “We’re extending that to include Crystal and Faith.”

She was about to continue, but Payton interrupted her. “Not if it involves something that we’d get in trouble for or hurt us.”

“Of course, we understand that part and why it is important. Ask us to tie your hands behind your backs.”

Both boys were shocked, and terrified of what could happen. They looked at each other.

“Are you refusing my order?” Andrea asked.

“No, but, uh, what are you going to do?” Payton asked, the fear sounding in his voice.

“You have two choices. Obey an order we are allowed to demand, or we will gather up your clothing and leave you here naked. And if we leave, Tom Monson’s bet won’t be completed.”

“I, uh, I guess…” Payton was almost stuttering. His brother took over.

“Tie our hands behind our backs,” he said softly.

With a chuckle, Linda ran over to a corner and grabbed two short cords she and Andrea had brought with them. It only took a minute to secure the boy’s hands behind their backs.

“Answer all questions honestly, starting with this. You are here because Tom Monson is pissed at you. Do I have that correct?”

“Yeah,” Payton muttered. This was not going the way he expected it to.

“Why is he pissed at you?”

“He, uh, he told us not to tell anyone about that,” Payton said, hoping the girls would get on with the embarrassing stuff and stop asking questions about a bully who wasn’t the reason they were here.

“Okay, that makes sense, I guess. Maybe we should just ask him. Tom, would you come in here please?” Andrea turned her head to one of the doors at the other end of the barn and shouted it out. A moment later, Tom entered, followed by two other bullies. Kent Klien and Jason Smith were both thirteen. While not as muscular as Tom, they were not weaklings.

The younger boys stayed in the background, but Tom walked right up to where Payton and Evan stood naked in the circle of girls. He smiled.

“This is unique. Using my name to explain why you both wanted to show off your bodies to a few girls. I normally would be impressed, but I don’t like risking getting into trouble for things I didn’t do or approve doing. So, you are lying to Andrea. She can fix that however she wants. But just to see that she was telling the truth, I’ve been right outside since before you two arrived. And because you used my name without my permission, I’ve invited a bunch of other girls here to see you. They will be here soon. I’m going to leave before they get here, but my associates here, Kent and Jason, will stay until the end. When the girls are done with you, you will both have a decision to make. You can get your clothes back after each of you blows each of them. Or, they will untie the ropes from your hands and you can go home naked. Only they will follow to make sure you walk, not run, and that at no point you cover up. If they tell me that you failed that test, I’ll be looking forward to punishing you my own way.”

As he listened, Payton noticed someone coming in from the same place where Tom, Kent, and Jason had entered. It was the girl with the stick. She waved it, and the two leaves flew off and headed towards them. Two more leaves took their place immediately. They also broke off and were immediately replaced by two more. By the time Tom finished his speech, a dozen leaves were in the air.

Payton noticed that Evan seemed to be tracking the leaves, but nobody else noticed them, not even when they flew over the group. The first touched Tom Monson. His expression changed immediately.

“Just kidding, of course I ordered you two to do this. The other girls are really on the way, and before you leave, you and your brother will have to decide how to handle Kent and Jason.”

Another pair of leaves touched those two as Tom finished talking. The stick girl was now in front of everyone, but Payton was sure that only he and Evan could see her.

“Strip, all three of you,” Andrea ordered. She ordered Crystal and Linda to get the ropes from off our wrists. Faith was sent to get a third rope. In minutes, the situation had changed completely.

Payton knew how hard it was to strip in front of girls. It was bad enough until almost the end. It is removing that last item of clothing that is truly the worst. He knew the only way the three boys got all the way to naked in the time it took was due only to the magic stick.

Tom and his two backup bullies were now totally naked with the girls gathered around them. Payton and Evan saw no reason not to get dressed since their clothes were left unguarded right in front of them.

They wanted to see what happened, but were scared that the girls might notice them standing there dressed and change that. Payton looked around, but the girl with the magic stick was nowhere to be seen.

Before they could make their way out of the barn, another twenty to twenty-five girls between the ages of twelve and fifteen came running in. None looked at Payton and his brother; they all rushed to where the three naked boys stood looking horrified and scared.

Payton and Evan were curious. Not enough to return to the barn, instead they hid in the tall grass along the trail. From inside, they heard the girls laughing and even Tom Monson was begging them to stop. Then they heard several loud slaps, followed by yells of pain from Tom, Kent, and Jason.

A few minutes later, the three boys were brought out of the barn, arms held to the sides by girls. All three were still totally naked and erect. As they ran past where Payton and Evan were hiding, other girls spread out and found them.

“Get up, strip, totally naked,” one shouted.

When they didn’t make a move to get undressed, eight girls grabbed them and in moments, they were once again naked. Then they were held as girls took turns spanking each of their bare backsides with their hands. Once each of them had a warm and slightly pink shine, they were pulled along the path leading back to town.

As they passed the oak trees that lined the edge of Oakview, they saw scores, perhaps hundreds of oak leaves blowing into town ahead of them. As they entered the town, they saw girls dragging naked boys from nearly every house. More and more naked boys joined them as they were pulled through the city’s streets, until they made it to the park in the center of Oakview.

As far as they could tell, every boy between the ages of thirteen to fifteen were in the park, and all were naked. Several other naked boys, some as young as eleven or as old as 17 were also present. All had pink rear ends, showing that all had been spanked. They were surrounded by nearly every girl in town, again, mostly young to middle teens, but including younger and older girls too, just in smaller numbers. Some of the girls might have been as young as 10, and more than a few high school seniors were present.

Girls swarmed around them. Looking, touching, and spanking boys. Tears were flowing, even some from boys aged fourteen. Payton and Evan among them. It was horrible. Girls from every grade, seeing them naked. Feeling their balls and boners. And smacking their bare back sides. It went on and on, until all the boys present had bright red rear ends.

And just like that, the oak leaves stopped blowing off the trees. Those on the ground quickly turned brown. As the girls began to leave, they took any clothing they found with them, leaving over a hundred and fifty naked boys in the center of town.

“Don’t cover up or your spankings will continue,” boys were warned repeatedly. “Stay naked until the weekend is over. If you behave, you’ll get your clothes back when you get to school tomorrow.”

It was then that the boys noticed that mothers and older and younger sisters and brothers were sitting on benches around the park. Several hands went over boners, but as soon as it happened, more oak leaves blew off and hit those boys, who were soon again surrounded by girls and spanked until their hands went anywhere except over their groins.

Payton and Evan saw their mom and their grandmother sitting together, smiling. Feeling horrible, they headed away, only to be called back.

“We’ve got to go find our clothes,” Evan said, pointing back to where they’d hidden near the old barn.

“Don’t bother,” their grandmother said. “They won’t be there. They’ll return tomorrow. If you behave, you’ll be able to wear clothes again once you get to school. If not, you’ll spend Monday naked too. It’s Oak Madness. It occurs every two or three generations, and has for as long as Oakview has been here. Just don’t cover up, and don’t even think about dressing until a girl has told you to get dressed.”

“Come on boys, it is time for lunch,” their mom said. “Everyone in town either has or will see you naked. All the boys older than twelve and younger than sixteen go through this ritual when it happens. Sometimes, the Oak Queen gets confused on the age, and many boys outside that age were brought in. Too bad for them.”

“Oak Madness?” Evan questioned. “Never heard of that.”

“The last one was when I was fifteen,” his grandmother chuckled. “I still remember it like it was yesterday. Like I said, it happens every other or third generation. Though I did hear that once it was two generations in a row.” She turned to follow her daughter, Evan and Payton’s mother.

With girls still all around, there was no hope their boners would go away. It took a lot of will power, backed up by the thought of spending Monday in school naked, to keep from covering.

The rest of the day, naked boys were seen everywhere – in stores, playgrounds, restaurants, and yards. A few had freshly reddened butts, showing that they had covered up.

For some, the worse news was realizing that two thirteen-year-old boys had not had an oak leave touch them, and they were not stripped by the girls. They laughed as their naked peers were seen by everyone in town.

One of them, Owen Mitchel, laughed a bit too much at Payton, who did his best to pull Owen’s pants down. Not only did girls not support him, but for his attempt, he was told he was to remain naked until he arrived at school on Tuesday!

Monday morning, all the boys (except for the two that the oak leaves had missed) arrived at the front door to their school totally naked. For all but about thirty of them, rows of clean clothing were hanging on racks with their names on them. Those boys dressed quickly, leaving the boys who had misbehaved or covered up too often to enter the school still totally naked. Payton was part of that group.

Two different TV stations sent a camera crew out, and he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. A very pretty woman reporter stuck a microphone in Payton’s face and asked what he thought of Oak Madness. He gave her an answer that not only couldn’t be shown on the air, but caused him to endure a very public spanking that did end up on the local TV news that night. And, a second day at school totally naked.

“It is always that way,” his grandmother told him. “The first person touched by the Oak Queen is always the last to be allowed to dress again. If you can manage to get through tomorrow without covering up or getting into trouble, it will end when you get to school on Wednesday. If not …” She left the thought to his imagination.

Tuesday, Payton and about 30 other boys arrived naked at the door to the school. This time, everyone except Payton found clothing to wear. Payton again had to enter the school, naked except for shoes. Being the only naked boy was by far the worse day in his life. He was the center of attention for all the girls, and even many of the boys. Many kids, including nearly all the girls, captured his nudity on cell phones. He was teased without mercy. Failure came close.

When he arrived naked at school Wednesday morning, he was relived to find that it was over. His clothes were there by the door. For him, and all the other boys who’d arrived at school naked that Monday, it was over but not forgotten. The boys would have to live with the knowledge that nearly every girl in school got to see them naked. Scores of girls had pictures of boys, and trading for the most popular boys took place for the rest of the year. And for the two boys who hadn’t been touched by an oak leaf, their lucky streak ended as they repeatedly had their pants and underpants pulled down by other boys in front of dozens of girls. But everyone knew it was not the same.

Grandmothers told their grandsons it would not occur again for at least another 33 years as it is the life cycle from an acorn to a full-grown oak tree. And, nearly always it goes for two or three life cycles before the Oak Queen returns. Not that that provided any sense of fairness or joy for the boys who’d been unlucky enough to have it occur this year.