Alex Gets Examined

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"Alex Ruttingham?" the secretary called out, her eyes scanning the waiting room. "You're up, sweetie," a tall woman with a stylish, short red haircut whispered to the boy beside her. He looked at her with imploring eyes: Mom, come with me. But she shook her head, gently reinforcing what had already been decided. "Remember what we talked about, honey. This is something all boys go through, without their moms. All your friends will do it, too." "But do I have to be first?" His Mom brushed the honey-colored hair from her son's face. "You'll be fine. Trust your mother, she...

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A New Peter

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A New Peter 1 Mrs. Veckly could hardly sleep that night. After her discussion with Mrs. Bradford, her accountant, the day before, she finally felt she was going to get some control over her twelve-year-old son, Peter. Peter was going to find his new place in the family as well. In their casual conversation, Mrs. Veckly had mentioned that she was having some trouble getting Peter to behave. Mrs. Bradford seemed unusually interested in this and offered some advice. According to Mrs. Bradford, Peter needed to be raised the same way she had raised her son. That meant that Peter...

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After School Helper

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PART ONE I had always been interested in the sciences during my schooling and at times I nurtured visions of myself as a great physicist, in the mould of Isaac Newton, Maxwell or Faraday. Of course I was interested in Biology but it seemed to be a branch of Science of more interest to the girls. I was somewhat surprised therefore, when one afternoon, just as I was pushing my bike to the school gates, Miss Griffith the Biology teacher stopped her mini and asked me if I would like to help her with some work she was doing. She...

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A Good Little Boy for Mrs. Marwood

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  It was a regular Tuesday morning and Timmy Lovell awoke to the sound of Harriet readying things in the bathroom while humming to herself.  He felt a shiver travelling down through his spine at the thought of the morning proceedings he would have to endure, and yet his penis was rapidly engorging, pressing firmly against the soft fabric of the cloth nappy she made him wear at night. Although Timmy was almost thirteen now, his foster mother still kept him on a strict hygienic regimen with very little consideration for the poor boy's modesty.  This had been the way...

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Adventures in Medical Fem-Dom

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The following story represents my experiences last winter with the women of the medical professions. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent, but the substance of this account is true (or is it?). Due to a couple of ruptured disks in my back, I spent most of last winter in extreme pain and was dosed up on every pain killer available plus muscle relaxants due to spasms in my back. Over the course of 6 months I was poked, prodded, and generally handled by a series of Nurses, Female Doctors, x-ray Techs, MRI Techs, Physical Therapists, etc....

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