Remi by Igor a.k.a My "best" Holidays by Oh_Non_91

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This is a story that was initially started by the user Oh_Non_91 on one of the old ywa sites before it closed and later continued on the Booksiesilk site as the user Igor before that site also shut down sadly.

Ordinarily I'd ask the author's permission before posting the story here, but I have no idea if he's still active on any other site or how to get in touch with him

The story is too good not to share though, so here it is:

(It was originally written in french and translated either automatically or by other users on the respective sites)

Chapter 1: The Pool

Remi was impatient. Tomorrow he would go on holiday to the south of France and he could see Juliette again. Juliette was the daughter of his parents' best friends and they often went on vacation together. She was 16 years old, tall, dark, dark-eyed, mischievous. He was under her spell. He had often dreamed of going further with her, but he was very shy, a little timid, while she was livelier, and more mature. When they were together, she treated him a bit like a child while she acted as an adult. But this year would be the right one. He was in second form at Middle School now, he had grown at least 10 cm this year, had gained some muscle, and had almost no acne pimples. He felt he was a man, and Juliette would be impressed.

The next day he took the train to Paris for Marseilles. His parents would join him next week. He would just be staying with Juliette and her parents. The best holidays possible ...

On his arrival, Juliette and her parents came to fetch him, but they were accompanied by another boy - Eric.

Eric, was the son of Juliet's parents' friends, He was almost the physical opposite of Rémi. As much as Rémi was brown, tall, a little shy and awkward, Eric, was small, with the physique of a child, but very lively and not shy at all. After some time Rémi was reassured, Eric was in 3rd grade at High School, and was just 15 years old. Juliette would certainly not be interested in a little boy, she would prefer a man like Rémi.

Arriving at the Mas, the 3 were immediately at the pool. It was not only Rémi who had grown up, Juliette had developed breasts and Rémi had a hard time taking his eyes off her. Eric, turned out to be a real clown, chaining jumps in the pool, fun games, and even making straightforward jokes on Juliette's breasts. Rémi did not know how to position himself: He found Eric very funny, but also a little annoying. He wanted to appear adult. When Juliette came out of the pool to sunbathe, Rémi settled beside her and they were able to start chatting. She found Eric very funny, but really a kid, and she told Remi that she found him changed, more mature. Remi savoured her sweet words.

Meanwhile Eric was playing alone and began to provoke Rémi: "Rémi stop hanging about there!!! Come play!!!" Rémi would have liked to have played with Eric, but he wanted to stay with Juliette even more. "Rémi I bet you cannot beat me in a race," called Eric. "I want to see that boys!" said Juliette. "Come on, come on, Rémi", said Eric, "the loser must show his butt!" "Not even in a dream!" answers Rémi laughing. "But I'm sure you'll win," Juliette said softly.

It is too much for Rémi, who plunges into the pool and prepares for the race. Eric proposes that they do 4 lengths. Juliette is the referee ... And here we go. Rémi wins fairly easily, after all he is the bigger one. "Not fair", said Eric, "he's bigger!" "It's you who wanted to", answered Juliet, "Go on, show us your butt!" "Double or quits?" implores Eric, "We should do a contest to see the one who remains the longest under water, if I lose I go around the pool without my swimsuit."

Remi is blown away by Eric's proposal, he would never have dared. He does not have time to answer before Juliette says: "Okay, leave or double". Rémi does not dare to protest, and in addition, he sees the opportunity to ridicule Eric a little, to lower him to his rank as a little boy. The two boys dive under the water, and clearly Eric is doing the maximum to win, but Rémi holds good and finally Eric is forced to come up to breathe. Remi joins him almost immediately, but barely breathless. He comes out of the water, and goes to see Juliette, who is delighted. She whispers in his ear: "Bravo, Rémi, you are the boss. Eric will certainly be less proud now!". Remi was blushing slightly, his cheeks reddening. "Come on, Eric, a little turn in the nude", Juliette yells, being careful that their parents didn't hear her. Eric comes out of the pool, sheepishly, and moves to the other side of the pool, removes his swimsuit. He puts a hand in front of his genital to hide them, and starts to walk around the pool. He has white buttocks, smooth and without a hair like a baby. He uses only a single hand to hide his sexual organ, which certainly means there is not much of them. He is really young, as Rémi says.

"No hiding things, take your hand away," said Remi. "No, no it was not mentioned in the rules", answers Eric. "He's right, he can keep his hand," for this time, "Juliette said as a justice of the peace. Once the round is over, everyone is a little red and excited. Eric for showing himself like that, Juliette very pleased with the show, and Rémi, who says he never could have done that, and doesn't understand why he feels excited. To bring down the fever, nothing like a good taste. Their next words are spoken quietly (the parents are not far away). "You'll owe me a revenge" said Eric. "Don't suggest it, I'm always the strongest," Rémi says. "Be careful, next time you will not have the right to hide behind your hand," warns Juliette.

And the 3 young people laugh frankly at this idea. "Everything is getting better." says Rémi to himself, "Eric is finally funny, and is still a child, and Juliette has never been so close to me".

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Chapter 2: Billiards

"The children?" Juliet's parents came to the kitchen, "you seem to be having a good time. We have a concern: Tata madeleine, fell, nothing serious, but she is in the hospital and at her age, we must go see her and probably take care a little of her, her house and her 3 cats. We will have go after lunch and we will be away a few days. Don't worry, you won’t be alone long, because I've asked Melissa to come and look after you tomorrow."

Rémi tried to put everything in order in his head: Fantastic, he was going to be alone with Juliette, unexpectedly. Well he would still have to get rid of Eric, but this should be possible. He did not care who Melissa was, we would find that out later.

After eating and after the usual recommendations, Juliet's parents are gone. The young ones looked at each other and Juliette said what did we do?
"I saw a billiard table in the attic," Remi said.
"Why not." answered Eric, "at the summer camp, there was one, my friends taught me".

They arrived in the attic, in front of the billiard table. Rémi understands that Eric, cannot be an expert, as he does not even really put the balls in place. But Eric is afraid of nothing, he offers Remi a revenge.

Remi tells him he has no chance, his best friend has a pool table, and he knows how to play.
Juliette slips a little "Go let him have a chance to have a revenge" with a sly look, it seems she wants to humiliate a Eric little more.

Eric says "The winner must go around the table naked".
"It would be more fun to make a strip billiard game," offers Juliette.

Again, it's happening between Juliette and Eric, it seems that the voice of Rémi does not count.

"Perfect, with each ball returned, the opponent removes a garment. You each start by wearing only seven items of clothing, and the loser must make a turn of the table while naked with his arms in the air," instructed Juliette.

Rémi cannot believe his ears, he goes to open his mouth, but Juliette winks at him. "That's should sort Eric's out." "Ok" stutters Rémi.

Everyone checks the clothes they are permitted to wear - 2 shoes, 2 socks, shorts, t-shirt, underpants, nothing else. The game begins, Eric breaks and does not pocket a ball. From the first round, Rémi gets 2 balls.
Rapidly the game confirms the advantage of Rémi, in the 3rd turn, Eric returns the white ball. "Penalty," Juliette shouts. "We'll give you a pledge: Go around the 4-legged table". The penalty is not terrible, so Eric runs with good grace.

A few rounds later, Rémi is in socks, while Eric has only his t-shirt and his underpants. Remi wonders: "there are still a lot of balls on the table, at this rate will I soon be naked? "

Eric who is not at all comfortable says nothing. "What if Eric has to stay naked for 1 hour per lost ball in addition?" suggests Juliette.
"No, no, no, it was not planned!" Eric complains, but he is not ready to fight.
"Come on," says Juliette, "it's the game, and we'll already have seen it all!"
"Ok, but not the right to take a picture of me!" says Eric.
Rémi does not understand why Eric accepts, but he proposes:
"Yes, but wait, it's already over 23h. It would be better if I was able to ask you to be naked several times - it would be more fun!
"No, but you're sick, I'm not going to do this in front of your parents!"
"Not promising that when they will not be there, so each ball remaining, you will owe us an hour naked." says Juliet, without leaving room for debate.

Then she adds: "Eric, it's going to be a week of madness, we're going to have some good fun getting you naked when we want! And don't tell me it does not excite you, you have an erection like a madman!

It's true that Eric's pants are tightly stretched. In short, the game is revived, it is not about who will win but how many times Eric will have to get naked!
Rémi does not understand everything, how Eric can perhaps be excited about the idea of being naked? How could Juliet have put them in this situation without her having taken the slightest risk? But hey, it's hot, it's going to be a week of torrid holidays with his Juliette and a naked little boy"

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Chapter 3: The Turning Point (Translated by PJM)

Another turn, and Eric takes off his T-shirt. Rémi still has his shorts, his underpants and his T-shirt. Juliette and Remi are jubilant, that Remi is not really focused, and he goes... The black ball! The last to go in the turn. The person who pockets the black ball too soon loses the game.
Dead silence. Speechless, all three look on. Rémi has lost, it is not, I repeat, it is not possible. Juliet remains quiet and seems to think. Then Eric explodes with joy! “Naked, naked, naked...”
Rémi tries to negotiate, “No wait, you said nothing about the black ball, it's just a penalty like for the white!" But he knows that he has lost, and he can’t deny it.
And Eric adds, “And there are 5 balls on the table! ", he jumps and shakes his package with his hand intending to provoke Rémi.
“No, this is not possible, it's a nightmare,” said Remi to himself, feeling stunned.
Juliet comes to his rescue, “We can still do double or quits!”
“What is there that we can offer him to do that is worse?” asks Eric, “He’s too strong in the pool, I would need to have a chance by winning.”
“I understand, OK, why not, we play the round again, but he begins it as he is, and you start completely dressed,” offers Juliette.
“Okay, but just to make it fairer, Eric should at least remove his shorts and just wear his T-shirt and underpants,” Rémi says.
“All right”, Juliette responds to Rémi, but he is too stunned to react.
“And for the double if he loses?” enquires Eric.
“UH... Instead of being just naked, he should be naked and do what we ask him, as a good servant!” responds Juliette.

“He must act as my slave? Please, that would work,” Eric says enthusiastically.
“No, no, it can’t happen,” stuttered Rémi, “I don't want to be his slave, I don’t trust him.”
“Then in the nude, big boy!” says Eric jovially.
Juliette adopts her role as adjudicator, “Wait, I will propose something. Rémi do you trust me? Yes? then, you'll be Eric’s servant, but if this goes too far, I have the right to say no, okay?”
Remi stutters again, “Uh, Yes, but no, but...”
Juliette commands however, “Remi, you know the rules you can make your pledge immediately or attempt to do double or quits, it's your choice, but I'm sure you can succeed.”
And there and then Juliette gave him a kiss on the forehead. Rémi was knocked out by this and agreed to go for the double or quits.

Eric does not even bother to dress. He puts the clothes already removed in piles. Rémi has no more desire to play, but he has no choice now, he takes off his shorts. He trembles a bit in his briefs and a t-shirt. He feels trapped while hyper-excited Juliette encourages him.

Rémi breaks and get 1 ball. The others do not seem easy to return. Eric takes a sock from his pile and throws it to Juliet jokingly. Then comes an easy ball for Eric, which means that Remi must take his shirt off. He doesn't understand why this matters much as he spent the day in a swimsuit with them. Rémi tries to focus, but it's not easy. He misses the shot. Eric takes his turn but purposely does not play an easy ball. He misses, but places his ball at the edge of the hole. There are now two balls which are very easy to get in the pocket, and Rémi is wearing only a pair of briefs!
“Congratulations, you're a sport”, said Juliette
“I’m really enjoying it!” Eric says laughing.

Rémi knows now that the game is lost. But he can't seem to realize it. He does not understand why he accepted a double or quits with such unfavourable odds, but no longer has the strength to protest, he feels empty inside. He gets back two more balls before Eric takes the turn and finishes the game.

In total, there are 11 balls on the table! Eleven hours at Eric’s disposal!

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Chapter 4: The first hour

Author Chapter Note
Translate by PJM


“Get naked now,” Eric commanded.

Defeated, Rémi offered no resistance, trying just not to cry. He hides his young male sexual organs behind both of his hands, (at least it requires 2 hands). This remark cheers him and warms his heart a little.

“Go on, raise your hands and do another round of billiards,” said Juliet.

Rémi took a deep breath and did as he was told. He didn’t want to flinch in front of Juliet.

“Wow, Wow, Wow”, Eric whistles, and Juliet was dying of laughter.

She welcomes the end of the round by squeezing Rémi’s arms. “It’s going better, it’s not insurmountable,” she said. Eric was behind him and touches Rémi’s buttocks!”

“This is hairy stuff, yuck,” Eric complained.

“I like it though,” said Juliet also putting also one hand on poor Rémi’s buttocks.

In shock, Rémi squeezes his buttocks and suddenly thrusts his hips towards Juliet. “Oh please, don’t let me get an erection,” thought Rémi, but of course such thoughts only served to amplify his burgeoning arousal. Juliet seems to notice what had happened and gives him a wink. However, as Rémi is somewhat entwined against Juliette no one else can sees his member semi-erect. Juliette meanwhile continues to wander her hand over the youth’s buttocks which does nothing to calm Rémi’s erection.

How should he react? It is Juliet who takes the initiative and tells Eric, “You should make him run around now, I believe it would be even more fun.

Eric nods and asks Rémi to make runs round the table. Rémi is red with shame, blushing furiously, but nevertheless he runs around the table 3 times in front of them, male member and arms raised. He does not understand why, but he is now very excited, like Eric earlier. He looks at Eric and notices that he also has bulging tight briefs.

“Beautiful cock,” Eric said, it’s very nice, and I would like to have one like that. It will need to be measured...”

“Great idea, but yours is not too bad,” said Juliet who moved behind Eric. She put her hands on Eric’s brief underpants. Eric allowed Juliette to caress his buttocks without resistance, to the surprise of Rémi.

“Lay down on the billiard table and we will measure you,” said Juliette.

Rémi executed the order without question, feeling so ashamed and at the same time so excited. He had the impression of being pulled two ways at the same time.



Juliette returns with a dressmaker's tape. She takes her time, looking at Rémi’s straining penis, but after a few moments, grabs hold of the organ, and starts to measure it. “14.8 cm - not bad! " she announced.

Rémi’s manhood is still being held by Juliette and he wants to push his hips forward seeking release from pent up tension.

“Wow beautiful tail!” says Eric

While Rémi looks at the ceiling, he senses that Eric now has hold of his engorged penis. He feels madly ashamed to be touched by a boy, and yet crazy with excitement as he feels himself being taken in hand. He chooses to close his eyes and play dead.

“It excites you getting hit by a guy?” asks Eric sly

“N..no, stop it, please,” stuttered Rémi.

“Looks as though he likes it,” adds Juliet. Then she gently took hold of his scrotum. “You're right, there is too much hair here ....” she announces.

“There is too much hair everywhere, and I want make him into my little soft child. Do you think that we can shave him?” said Juliette.

” No, mercy ... please stop, you are going too far. Let me go!” rebels Rémi, but without moving an inch.

Juliet comes close to his face, she caresses his cheek gently.

“You told me that you trusted me to decide and I agree with Eric. I you want you to be like a little child without all that hair.”

“Please do not do this ....” pleads Rémi

“Stop naughty little boy, or we will give you a spanking that you will remember,” Eric said in a loud voice.

“Let's go to the bathroom,” Juliette concluded.

Each of them takes hold of Rémi, who lets himself be taken to the bathroom. Why doesn’t he defend himself? He cannot understand it, it is as if he was in a drugged state.

They set him upright, standing in the bath, then with the scissors Juliette cut the bulk of his body hair. Finally, Juliet grabs a large tube of cream that smells bad and squirts if all over the youngster’s body from the neck down. He makes no move to stop them, and they don’t even need to ask him to spread his legs. When Juliet him takes hold of his scrotum to smear cream on his balls he thought he was going to explode.

Rémi’s penis is all wet with his own pre-cum as a lubricant. Suddenly he feels the hand of Eric creeping into the crack of his buttocks. Instinctively, he moves his buttocks and receives a slap.

“Be wise and lean forward, I do not want any hair between your baby buttocks,” says Juliette.

Humiliated once more, he resigns himself. He feels the cream filling the divide between his buttocks, he feels total shame, but this does nothing to reduce the excitement he feels which is making him so aroused.

Following a rinse, Eric and Juliet each grab a towel and began to dry Rémi. He wants to take the towel himself, but Juliette said to him, “No, you are the little boy, you have just let us do it”.

They were gentle, and did not mock him, but he is no longer the same man. By looking in the mirror, naked or even almost more naked than naked, he does not see a man. He sees a mixture of little pink boy - even a touch femininity.

They took him in the boys' room, allowed him to lie down on the bed, and then four hands smooth him with a moisturizer. It is soft and he could almost fall asleep. That was his last thought.






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Chapter 5: Baby

Author Chapter Note
Translate by PJM


The sun is already high in the sky, Eric is no longer in the room and, Rémi sees there are no clothes anywhere in the room. He looks down at himself, he is naked, but not only that all his body hair has gone. Strangely he feels that this smoothness is in fact very erotic and, he wants to caress himself. However, he hears noise in the kitchen. He urgently needs to find some clothes, he goes to the bathroom, finds a towel and puts it around his waist.


“Remi?” it’s Juliette who calling him.
“Yes, I’m coming down,” he says.
He takes his courage in both hands and walks over the threshold of the kitchen, where Juliette and Eric smile at him, and invite him to sit down. He daren’t say anything.
"It was great last night," Juliette said, as if she were proud of him. “Yeah, I’ve given you a bowl of milk, do you want orange juice?”
Without daring to talk too much, Rémi has his breakfast.


As he finishes Eric says, “I would like to take advantage of my second hour. Rémi, for one hour you will become a little baby! You will have to talk like a baby! And you will have to crawl about on all fours!”
“Yes, I love the idea!” adds Juliette, “But wait, I have a great idea.”
Before Rémi could do anything else, Juliette left the kitchen. Rémi tries to enjoy what is happening and addresses Eric, “Eric, please”
Ignoring Rémi ‘s plea, Eric says “No, you have to say ‘Ahh’ or ‘Ooh’ like a baby, otherwise you will be given penalties.”
Rémi would like to add something, but Juliette comes back with two rolls of toilet paper and nursing pins. She makes Remi get up on the kitchen table, and removes the towel covering his loins.


“Hold on! I need to have a pee before you turn me into a baby!” cries Rémi.
“ You didn’t say ‘Ahh’ or ‘Ooh’, so you will have another hour as a penalty. You will be a baby for 2 hours, you are a bad boy,” orders Juliette
While Eric watches, Juliette raises Rémi’s legs, and slips the towel underneath as if she is going to put him in a nappy.

Eric then asks, “why the toilet paper then?”
Juliette explains, “You'll see in a few minutes, he said he needed to go to the toilet did he not? And where do babies pee? In their nappies...”


Then she unrolls the rolls of toilet paper and fills the towel. The nappy is enormous and swollen.
“Now go play my baby!” she says, and begins kissing him on the navel, “but be careful, you have to do everything like a baby.”
They both take hold of Rémi and place him on the floor. Rémi understood what she had said and did his utmost to restrain himself. It’s been a very long time since he last relieved himself, and now the more he struggles to try to stop himself peeing, the more the other two laugh.



Juliette proposes that they go in the garden to limit the possible damage if the nappy leaks.
Rémi knows that the battle is lost but cannot resign himself to it. Finally, after more than an hour, he produces an enormous stream of urine. This causes a large puddle to form under him. He would like to disappear, rather than confront their gaze.

“But it looks like the big baby has done his pee.” Exclaims the jubilant Eric, “We need to change his nappy now quickly!”
“Not so fast,” Juliette answers him, “he isn’t crying, and fortunately we don’t change nappies every time a baby has a pee, otherwise we would be doing that all day ...”
The message was clear, Remi needs to summon up his courage and cry. He makes baby crying noises, but Juliette says, “No, no baby, no comedy, we don’t change your nappy just for a pee. If I were to change your nappy every time you had a pee, then right afterwards you make a poop. So, first you make your poop, and after that I will change your nappy.”


Rémi could not get over it, Juliette was going to impose this humiliation on him. Eric was surprised she was making him do this. Remi continues to sit on his buttocks in a towel filled with toilet paper all soaked in piss. At the end of 5 minutes, he realized that he would not escape anything this morning ... And he decided to push. To his great surprise, he emptied his rectum almost immediately into his nappy, the noise and quickly the smell left no doubt.


“Ah! You see I was right, you made a beautiful poo! Let's change you ...” says Juliette.
Eric and Juliette, each pulling him by one hand, took him to the bathroom.

As a professional babysitter, Juliette showed Eric how to clean the baby's buttocks. She threw the paper in the toilet, and put the towel in the dirty laundry. On his back, legs apart and folded up onto his belly, Rémi felt very exposed.
"You see that we did well to remove the hair yesterday, it's easier to clean," she said, passing a wipe against his anus much more than necessary. “Eric, hold the baby for me, you must never leave it alone when you change it.”


"Okay," Eric said with a big smile. “So, baby, were you happy to be fondled by Juliette, you think I did not see that she liked you?
Rémi was going to open his mouth when Eric picked it up, “That’s ‘Ahh’ or ‘Ooh’ otherwise it is one hour more.”
Juliette returned with a thermometer and a tube of cream. Rémi opened his eyes wide and really wanted to run away.
“Wise, Baby, I just want to check that you are okay. This won’t hurt”.
“Juliette, can I do it please?” Eric asks excitedly.
“No, do not do anything, but if you want I can teach you”, she responded.
“Oh. Yes, please,” he said.
“You see, it must be done after the poop and its very important to check that the buttocks clean, even in the wrinkles of the anus”. (Remi could not believe that he was serving as a demonstration model for a course on his most intimate anatomy). “You put a little cream on your finger, you put it gently around his anus, and then you push the tip of your finger in to put cream on the inside”.
“Looks like he likes it, he’s got a hard-on”.
“Oh no!” thought Rémi, he was so obsessed with what Juliette was doing, that he had not even noticed that he was becoming sexually aroused, and that his penis had now engorged and was fully erect.
"It happens from time to time to boys when you give them the thermometer, but I have never seen a boy react so quickly, and so strongly. He must be very sensitive! Well, then, you take the base of the thermometer, you put a little cream and you slip it ... like that, about 4 to 5 cm deep. If the baby tightens up a little as you see there, it must be that the thermometer isn’t quite in the right place. In that case, you move it a little like this ...” Julia was telling Eric.
“It's funny, his penis looks like it moves at the same time as the thermometer.” Eric commented much to Rémi’s chagrin.
"Oh yes, I never noticed," she said, increasing her back and forth movement of the instrument.
Rémi wanted only one thing – for it to stop. His head wanted it to stop, but at the same time his body, which seemed to be in a trance, was saying the opposite, wanting it to go on.
She stopped the movements which allowed Remi a breather, and after a minute pulled out the thermometer.
“37 ° is perfect, our big baby is fine. However, his bottom is a little red!” says Juliette.
"Can I try now?" asked Eric
“Yeah, but do it very gently,” she responded.
Feeling Eric's finger probing his bottom was worse, partly because he was a boy, but also physically, as he was much less gentle than Juliet had been. When he withdrew, Remi had a great feeling of emptiness, as if he wanted him to do it again. But no, he did not want that, he never wanted anyone to touch his anus again. However, then came the thermometer which Eric inserted.
“Look, it looks like he wants to suck it, it comes back by itself, it's funny, I love it!”
Eric turned and turned the thermometer, Remi’s breath was coming in short gasps, he so much wanted to leave, even though Eric’s actions were still giving him a strong erection.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

“Melissa!” cried Juliette. “Eric will you put the thermometer away and open the door.” Addressing poor Rémi, she says, “your clothes are in my room. I'll take care of sorting out the bathroom”.

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Author Chapter Note
Translate by PJM, thanks again.

Chapter 6: The arrival of Melissa

Melissa was a small, sporty, red-haired young woman, approaching 18 years of age, but sadly her face was spotty with acne.

Juliette leapt into her arms to say hello and then introduced her to the boys:
“Melissa was my baby sitter when I was little, it was she who taught me everything”. The remark made Rémi blush suddenly. When I grow up I would like to do the same as she did and study nursing,” said Juliette.


“I'd be happy to help you and you can count on me if needed. Are you Eric I guess? So, you're Rémi. Well, let's make it simple, I'm very cool, as long as you obey me and respect me. If you're nice, we're going to spend a heavenly vacation, if you don't listen to me, your holiday will be a holiday from hell. And don't forget, I have 15 years of judo behind me. Well, enough talk, have you eaten yet?

During the meal, Rémi felt much relieved because he thought the holiday had finally returned to normal.

“It seems that you have a large swimming pool here? Have you all got swimsuits?” asked Melissa.

As long as Melissa was here, Rémi thought he was no longer at risk of having to strip naked again. However, he suddenly panicked, as he remembered that by stripping to his swimsuit, it would be clear that he was smooth like a baby, with a completely hairless body. Melissa was certainly going to ask him questions, what could he say?


He quietly called Juliette to talk. She thinks for a moment and then says,
“You don't have to tell her the real reason why you have no hair, you can tell Melissa that you and your parents are naturist and it's fashionable among naturists,” she suggested
“You're crazy, I won't tell her that, I'm not a naturist,” he countered.
“That's what I think, sorry, if I have another idea or anything else, I'll tell you,” said Juliette. “Come on, we're going down!”

Eric and Melissa are already at the edge of the pool. Melissa is actually very muscular, Eric was made to feel puny beside her despite them being about the same height.
When Melissa sees Rémi, she stares at him, and asks, “You're actually hairless like this, or are shaved?”
He stammered, “Err, Err, I'm waxed”.
“ Oh, that’s good, but why?” Melissa queried.
“Because I’m into naturism, and at home we like really naked bodies”.
“You're doing naturism? I always thought the teens were shy with their bodies. Bravo, you show a wonderful maturity for someone your age. Do you do it though, just because you need to please your parents?”
“Uh, uh, no not at all, it's a personal choice, my parents are not naturist, but they respect my choices” said Rémi a little haltingly.


Rémi could see that he has to stop this conversation fast, as he could see where his untruths might be leading, but it was already too late.
“And why are you wearing a swimsuit here then?” said Melissa in a puzzled voice.
“Uh, Uh, for... so as not to embarrass you” he said lamely.
“Don’t worry on that score, seeing the bare bottoms of teenagers doesn't bother me. If you are a naturist, we respect you, and we accept you as such” she said.
Rémi responded, “Yes, but there is Juliette to consider too... We know each other well.”
“I appreciate that,” and she turned to Juliette, “Do mind if Rémi makes himself more comfortable by taking off his trunks?

“Not at all”, said Juliette, to Rémi’s chagrin, “but what about Eric?”


“Eric – what do you think?” said Melissa.
“No, this doesn't bother me, he can do what he wants, he's my friend and I respect his wishes”.
“This isn't what I meant,” said Juliette, a little scathingly, “will you do the same as Rémi, because he is your friend, and be in the nude?”
“Uh, no, sorry, I'm pretty shy with my body,” said Eric, very defensively.
Melissa interjected “It might make you feel good. But hey we’ll talk about it later, so now Remi, let it all hang out, take off your trunks”.

“What have I started”, Rémi wondered. What affront had he made to the gods so that they put him in this situation. He nevertheless produced a big smile and slipped down his trunks, but ruined the effect by putting both hands in front, covering his manhood!
“Bravo, but it looks like he’s a little embarrassed,” commented Melissa.
“Well usually it is done with friends on discrete beaches, but this is the first time in front of non-nudist females,” he attempted to explain.
“I feel that there will be a lot of first times during these holidays for you Rémi”, says Melissa with a wink. “But I’m so happy that you have dared to do it. You're a brave young man. I would have liked to have known you, and liked you when I was the age of Juliette, she a lucky girl”.
This remark made both Juliette and Rémi blush. Remi was self-conscious, but he felt good about himself thanks to Melissa, and he felt his ordeal was at least valued. Everyone was quickly in water and Rémi felt less discomfort from his nudity and he even found it enjoyable.


Then Eric suggested a game of chase, he called tiggy. When someone was touched by the person who was it, he had to put a hand where he had been touched, shout “tiggy”, and the caught person was then it and had to chase another person. Of course, Remi was the star of the game. Juliet touched him in the buttocks, and he found it was not easy to swim while keeping a hand on his buttocks. Then he touched Melissa on the foot, and she then touched Eric’s head with surprising ease. Eric wanted to have some fun and, so he touched Rémi on his private parts.


Melissa is cross with Eric, “Say you little maniac, if you find your willy too small to show, at least try to leave someone with quite a big one alone, otherwise your buttocks are quickly going to blush red”.


It was clear that Melissa had Rémi’s interests at heart, and perhaps had it in for Eric. Eric did not answer and tried to keep a low profile. However, he gave Rémi a very black look, implying that he had better look out.


After that, the atmosphere settles a little and Eric remains playing in the pool, but Juliette and Melissa go to sunbathe, quickly joined by Rémi. Melissa is lying on her stomach and has unhooked the strap of her bikini.
“You’d like to put some cream on my back, my little cabbage?” she asked Rémi.


No, she shouldn't ask him this, he was naked, and this idea might get him aroused, she mused.


“Yes, of course, but I am not sure I’d do it right. Wouldn't you rather get Juliette to do you?” Rémi queried.


“Oh, you boys, good for nothing. No, you need to learn. If you lie down, I'll show you how to apply it by putting some cream on you. It is an art to spread the cream properly on someone’s back,” said Melissa
Once more Remi, obeyed, this was becoming a habit.
Melissa said, “Juliette you can watch too. If you sit at the top of the thighs almost on the hips, it's the most comfortable position. She sat on the naked youth’s thighs. “Rémi,” she said, “I'm not too heavy, am I?”


“Yes, Yes, it's perfect” he stammered. He could feel the Melissa panties against his buttocks. He could feel his penis hardening with an incipient erection. As Melissa described what she was going to do, his erection was starting to climb even more.
“Then you take two big balls of cream and you start at the top of the shoulders firmly massaging, and making small circles, going down along the spinal column, then you gently move out towards the sides,” she said.
It was indeed divine, more a massage than a simple rubbing in of cream quickly done as his mother would have done.

He began to wonder if Melissa had put on her bikini top, but dared not turn around to see. This thought brought his erection even higher and stiffer. She continued the massage for long descending slowly down his spine and then going up from time to time, before arriving at his buttocks. “These need protecting too,” she says laughing. “I had a friend who was a nudist, he put the cream just on the sides, and had a nasty sunburn on the rest of his bottom, it was hilarious!”
She began to knead the cheeks of Rémi’s buttocks, regularly continuing into his cleft. While that bothered Rémi, it didn't do anything to lessen the hardening of his erection.
“Melissa,” says Juliette, “since you had a boyfriend who was a naturist, did he ever have erections, and do you think you might have given Rémi one?”


“Very good question, sweetheart, especially since at Rémi’s age, boys can't control these things. It wouldn’t surprise me if after this massage Rémi is very hard. Is that so Rémi?
Rémi was greatly embarrassed and stammered, “Uh, sorry, Melissa, I didn't want to, I...”
“But don't apologize, it's quite healthy. My friend said that erections are part of nature, so should not be hidden. They are natural, Rémi is naturist so everything is normal. On the other hand, it is very strictly forbidden to masturbate or even touch. Well, the massage is over, so Rémi it’s your turn to put cream on my back.” She stood up and then returned to lay down on her towel.


Rémi did not know how to refuse. If he stood up his arousal would be obvious, and then how would he position himself on Melissa’s buttocks with his big penis in its fully inflated state quite visible.
He made an effort to remember what the boyfriend of Melissa had said about erections being natural, but this did little to distract him and reduce his erection.

He knelt down and bent over Melissa, realizing his fully erect penis was close to Melissa’s panties, and there was no way she could ignore it. Not only that, but Juliette was by his side and she was making sure she did not lose an instant of the show.


He mumbled the words “Go - take two cream balls and begin”.
He began, she loved it. But he realized the more he had to bend the more it increased the pressure of his phallus against the nylon material of her panties.Then whenever he moved up and down her spine, this moved his organ against her, exciting his fully exposed glans even more. He tried hard to think of some way out of his predicament, something that would stop his cock throbbing so strongly. Before he could figure out anything like that, he felt his loins heave, and knew orgasm was imminent. His sexual organ throbbed, and he just had time to say 'no, no, not that, sorry' as he saw his hot sperm shoot from the tip of his penis, covering not only her panties but also Melissa’s back.

“Oh you idiot!” said Melissa, who aimed a great slap at Remi.

Remi, red with shame, fled to the house. Juliette was in shock, but she knew that her underwear was also very wet. Eric came back from the pool and was quick to understand what was going on and burst out laughing.
“Just you wait”, an angry Melissa said to Eric, then she took her towel and went to take a shower in the house.

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Chapter 7: An almost calm night.


Once calmed by a hot shower, Melissa went to Remi who had locked himself in his room and was crying.
“Can we talk, Rémi?”
“Yes, if you want, I'm really sorry for what happened,” he said.
He let her into the bedroom and she saw he was now decently dressed wearing a pair of shorts.
“Well, I'm sorry for slapping you, it was for nothing really,” apologized Melissa.
“... Err... Why you say that?”
“You know me, I'm going to be a nurse, and I think you're suffering with a little problem: I think you're ejaculating too early, it’s called premature ejaculation.”
“No, no, no, I'm not like that,” countered Rémi.
“ But I think you have a problem, whatever was it that made you ejaculate like that, without having been stimulated at all, that's typical of premature ejaculation”.

Remi was dismayed, he couldn't tell Melissa, that since yesterday, he had been constantly stimulated, and furthermore that he was not normally a naturist. He couldn’t explain anything without getting them all into trouble or admitting he had been lying. He had the strong impression that once again, he was trapped in a very awkward situation.
“I don't think it’s a problem, Melissa, this never happened to me before”.
“And you masturbate often? You can talk to me in confidence, because as you know I'm almost a nurse”.

Oh no, the topic was making him blush and as so often with teenage boys, the mere thought of the subject was arousing him, and his penis was pulsing and hardening. He was glad he had the covering of his shorts.
He summoned up the courage to give a truthful answer. “Every day, and now and then several times in a day”.
He was relieved to hear her say “That's normal at your age. Do you have nocturnal emissions?”
He had not heard this expression before and said, “I don't understand what you mean.”
“It's when you ejaculate during your sleep,” she explained. He understood now and remembered how, before he regularly masturbated, he’s had vivid dreams and woken to find his pyjamas sticky with ejaculated semen. Regular masturbation had made these night time ejaculations a thing of the past.
“ I know what you mean but I don’t have that problem nowadays.”
“Well, I can offer you a way check if you're a premature ejaculator if you agree,” said Melissa
He was ready to agree to anything if it would get him out of a difficult situation, and said, “yes, if you want”.
She told him that for the next two nights, they would check to see if he was having nocturnal emissions. If that was the case she would offer exercises to prevent the problem of early ejaculation.
“Ok, thanks,” he said.
Rémi finally saw this might well be a solution if he could prove to Melissa he was not a premature ejaculator.
“To make it work, we will have to sexually stimulate you during the evening without making you have an ejaculation, then we’ll tie your hands behind you during the night while you sleep. In the morning we'll see the result”.
“Uh, but I sleep in the same room as Eric...,” said Rémi worriedly.
“Ah... I see... You didn't want to tell him you're ejaculating early, is that it?”
“Yes, actually”.
“So let's say that you've been punished for what you did, and that tonight after eating you get a spanking and that for punishment you have to stay naked and tied until the morning. I wouldn’t hit you very hard, but I would need to do something to stimulate you.”
“Oh, yes thank you Melissa,” he said a little doubtfully.

The evening passed without further incident. Eric didn’t mention what had happened earlier, and Juliette whispered in Rémi’s ear " I loved watching you and seeing what you did, and it turned me on a lot, I think we are going to have more fun and games together now I know what you can do!”

Then after a good film, they all made visits to the bathroom and got ready for bed and. Melissa announced to them all, “Remi is aware, that what he did cannot remain unpunished. He will therefore receive a spanking before bed, and must sleep tied up. I want you to stay and watch the spanking, as well, I hope this will show you it doesn’t pay to make fun of me.”

Rémi had not quite understood that his spanking would be in front of Eric and Juliette. But of course, he did not dare to protest. Melissa sat down on Rémi’s bed, while Eric and Juliette sat facing them on Eric’s bed. Melissa motioned to Rémi to take his pyjamas off completely and kneel on the bed.
"I always take a great pleasure in giving a spanking, beware," said Melissa stroking the cheeks of the buttocks, "and they are also smooth and round like a girl’s buttocks."
The touch of her hand on his bottom and the words she uttered were making him blush furiously and not only that, he realised he was getting an erection.
Melissa gave his bottom a real flurry of slaps, it was certainly not the soft spanking he thought she was promising him. At the end of thirty slaps on each buttock, Melissa paused. The buttocks were now as red as Rémi’s face. He was doing his best to hold back tears.

"That’s enough for now,” she said, “but be careful to respect me in future!”
She turned to Melissa who had been watching entranced by the proceedings.“You can soothe his bottom if you like with some of this cold cream,” Melissa needed no second invitation and took the jar of cream and began to smooth a handful on Rémi’s red buttocks. Defeated, Rémi just let her carry on as if he were a puppet.
She moved her hands gently over his bottom smoothing in the cream, then slowly to the base of the buttocks, slid her hand over his testicles and back again. "It’s a good job Melissa didn’t slap these" she said, gently patting his scrotum which was drawn up firmly, strained by the erection, which was refusing to go down.
Rémi was in a trance. Now his most private parts had been caressed by this young girl, he felt himself ready to explode, her hips began to make small movements to accompany the rubbing in of the cream.
Melissa could see he was at the point of orgasm and she pulled Juliette away and took hold of a very large white rope. "Now, it just remains to teach you how to control yourself in front of ladies.” She instructed him to get off his bed and stand facing Juliette and Eric. She told him to put his hands behind his back, which he did.
Red faced, Rémi straightened up, his erection well forward, his almost purple glans covered with precum. As he stood facing Juliette and Eric they watched him without a saying a word, but looking on with great interest. They understood the goal of Melissa, understanding that she had arranged to excite Rémi to the maximum and forbid him to break free.
With an impressive dexterity, Melissa tied his arms behind his back. The rope formed a sort of brace which over his shoulders and down to the wrists. His arms were tied up like a sausage. The boy’s shoulders were drawn back, causing his hips to push forward exposing more of his proud male package. His hands remained free, and sat at the level of his buttocks. Juliette applauded when Melissa asked Rémi to return to his bed. "Go to sleep now," said Melissa to signify the end of the show.
When Eric got up, he could not conceal his erection and a small damp patch could be seen on the front of his underpants, where his penis was making them tent. Melissa saw him and said jokingly: "I see that you've really liked the show, maybe you will feature in the next one."
Eric quickly got in his bed without asking what she had in mind.

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Chapter 8: A Restless Night

The house was quiet for a while, and then Eric broke the silence, and whispered to Rémi:

“Are you asleep?”
“No, how can I sleep with such a great erection!!”
Eric said, “I’m the same, I’ve got one to die for.”
Poor Rémi countered, “but at least you have your hands ...”
“Yes, but I want it to be you that relieves me,” said Eric much to Rémi’s surprise.
Rémi said, “Its fine for you to say that, but there’s no way I can do it while I’m tied up like this!!”

Immediately Eric moved over to Rémi’s bed and lay down behind him. He had already slipped off the underpants he’d been wearing when he got into bed.
Rémi protested, “No, no, I think you are sick Eric ...”
He responded, “Shut up, you are my servant.”
“Yes, ... But not ... but,” was all Rémi could say though he wanted to say that he might be a servant but what Eric wanted was going too far.
“Shh.Listen It's simple, I'm sure you're not going to agree to give me a blow job, are you?”
“Actually, are you stupid or what?
“Shut up, servant, I want you to bring me off”
“And how do you expect me to do that when I have my hands tied behind my back,” objected Rémi.
“Exactly, there is no need for you to look, I’m just behind you, just take hold of it with your hands.”

Rémi felt Eric’s hot erect penis against his buttocks. Rémi, a little fearfully, moved his hands around the very warm flesh which was pressing against him. Immediately, Eric began making almost imperceptible movements, thrusting very gently his organ up and down in Rémi’s hands. Rémi could feel Eric's young manhood sliding between his fingers, and he tried to imagine what it must look like in its erect state. He could tell it was thinner than his own, even if it might be just as long as his own phallus.

While Eric quietly masturbates himself behind Rémi, but using Rémi’s fingers, Rémi realizes that it doesn’t bother him as much as he had expected. His initial humiliation is turning to enjoyment and a desire to find out more about this younger boy’s genitals which he had always assumed to be rather undeveloped when Eric had covered them with one hand earlier. Rémi grasped the base of Eric's cock and then explored his balls, rolling them in his scrotum, mentally trying to compare them with his own. Eric groans with pleasure and strengthens his movements. Rémi could tell that he had found the right position to please Eric, and he is becoming aroused himself, as it excites him too. Gradually, he becomes more confident, and he allows Eric's organ to approach the cleft between his buttocks. Eric presses his stiff flesh along the cleft of Rémi without ever going too far. Meanwhile Rémi imagined that Eric was excited like a madman behind him. Eric tries to go further, but Remi's hands hold him back, and Eric wisely doesn’t press further. However, Eric’s excitement is mounting, and he suddenly rears up, grabs Rémi’s chest and squeezes it hard. In a last movement of his thrusting hips, he produces a flood of cum that floods hands and the line of Rémi’s buttocks and Rémi’s bed.

Rémi panicked. “Good grief! What have you done, I’m screwed now.” Eric asked what he meant, and Rémi explained that Melissa would look at the sheets in the morning and think it was he who had ejaculated and messed them up. She would accuse him of suffering from premature ejaculation.

Eric still didn’t understand what Rémi meant, so Rémi, after making Eric promise to say nothing to Juliette, explained his discussion with Melissa which had resulted in him being tied with his hands behind his back overnight to see if he ejaculated when his hands were nowhere near his genitals.

Eric said, “So what do you think will happen when she sees your sheets in the morning?” Rémi said, “I’ve no idea, but do you think you can do something to help?” In response Eric said, “You’re kidding, it’s all too funny for words. I promise I won’t say anything, but I want to see what happens.”
Rémi pleaded, “No, no, please don’t.” Eric responded unkindly, “Well I won’t do anything to make it worse, but you are the one who messed things up and at least allow me to enjoy you.”

“What do you mean?” Rémi said. Eric didn’t give a verbal answer instead, Eric took hold of Remi’s erection, which surprised Rémi and he turned over onto his stomach to prevent it.
“What are you doing?”, said Rémi. Eric said, “You might as well be hung for a sheep as well as a lamb, you are damned anyway, so you might as well let me release your pent up tension like you just did mine.”

Remi hesitates, but Eric is right, damned for damn ... and he turns on his back. Leaving free access to his still aroused sexual organs. Eric then places a sheet on Rémi's head so he cannot see what Eric is doing - it will be easier, he thinks.
Eric begins by taking it gently, looking at Rémi’s genitals, evaluating the size, the thickness of Rémi’s erect organ, and admiring the youngster’s proud attributes.
After a little while Eric tells him, “I love him, he is tall, massive with a lovely cap; mine is ridiculous next to yours”.
Rémi replies, “Surely not. You know mine's grown a lot this year, in a year yours will certainly have changed too”.
Eric does not answer, but hopes that what his friend says it true. He starts slowly going back and forth on Rémi’s shaft with both of his hands, fingering the smooth cap, then one of his hands goes down and caresses Rémi’s scrotum, feeling the soft smoothness of it and gently rolling the well-made twin orbs within the soft pouch.

“It's good, don’t stop,” Rémi says. “You are supposed to be my servant,” echoes Eric laughing. To have better access to Rémi's balls, he raises his legs, and then slides a finger under the scrotum while continuing his sweet masturbation. It's like an electric shock for Rémi who squeezes his buttocks. Immediately, masturbation stops.
“Continue”, chokes Rémi. “Let yourself go”, Eric answers, and when he feels that Remi relaxes his buttocks, he resumes slow masturbation.
At the same rate he now massages the area under Rémi's scrotum with one hand while using the other to stroke his penis at the same time. Rémi 's body makes signs for Eric to accelerate, but Eric resists. Instead, he lifts Rémi 's legs completely and folds them on his belly. Remi feel that his anus is now very exposed, but he lets himself go, trying to relax as much as possible despite the mounting excitement he feels in his loins.

Rémi suddenly realised that perhaps Eric intends more than masturbation given his exposed position and he shouts “No”, to Eric. “Don’t worry,” Eric whispers, “You won’t lose your virginity tonight.” In fact, Eric releases Rémi’s erection, and takes hold of his own stiff organ. Eric then holds both of their penises together. He begins to masturbate both together. Rémi feels the younger boy’s penis pressed against his own, and Eric’s scrotum pressed against his scrotum, their balls moving together in unison. While it is awkward it’s also intense and Eric is aware that Rémi is moving towards a climax. Eric quickens the rhythm and almost at once both boys’ organs begin spurting jets of steaming sticky milky white male juice on Rémi’s chest.

There is silence for several seconds until Rémi just says “Thank you”. Eric began to remove the sheet which had been covering them and immediately put on his underpants, before Rémi
had a chance to see Eric’s ‘little Willy’.

Rémi muttered to himself that one day here would certainly see Eric’s little zizzi, as he turned over and fell asleep.

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Chapter 9: Roxanne


The next day Eric and Juliette are already at breakfast when Melissa gently wakes Rémi. "Oh, my God" she exclaims when she lifts the sheets - it is not a small trace of semen that she discovers, but a real pool of cum. He's got all over his chest and it goes into his buttocks. "Wake up Rémi," she says.

He quickly emerges from slumber and he sees Melissa's desperate gaze and understands exactly why she looks so stunned.
“Do not say anything.It is more important than I thought. You must not be ashamed, but we will have to help you. Do you agree?”

Rémi had no choice, so he nodded his head. Even though Melissa was not much older than himself she had the air of someone in authority.
“Will you do everything I tell you? Even if it is not easy?” Melissa said.
Again, he was obliged to acquiesce.
He was still attached to the ropes which had bound him the night before and he would have liked to be untied, but instead, she said to him "Wait for me for a minute." When she came back, she had a small basin and a wipe. She started patiently to clean up the mess.

“Well my boy, at least you have plenty of semen. Maybe I was a little forceful in what I said last night, and you are much more sensitive than I thought,” said Melissa.
She smiled as she caught sight of the boy’s manhood which had regained its vigour. “Your penis is very beautiful and in time to come, you will be able to use it to make many girls very happy...” As she was saying this she was began to wipe the cleft between his buttocks. This startled him, and he jumped involuntarily. She looked curiously at him, but continued her cleaning, passing the wipe over his anus. She became aware that his male organ was jerking excitedly despite his best efforts to remain calm.

“... or boys, because you are very responsive.” she said with a little laugh.
He dared not answer anything, but there was nothing to say. She untied him and gave him a nice slap on the buttocks.
“Go to join the others in the kitchen... and do not forget your pyjamas, you can be a naturist at the pool and I agree with that, but not at home unless you are being punished. Okay?”
“Ok,” he says and then puts on his pyjamas.

They were finishing their breakfast when Melissa came down, and said, “I have to go to the city to do some errands. I'll be back around 2:00, I expect you to be responsible and not do anything stupid”.

Eric waited to hear the car leaving the garage to say, “For your third hour of servitude, I would like you as a girl!” “What’s this about a third hour?” asked Juliette. “Last night, when we were in bed he made me do him a favour,” explained Rémi. “That was without me, it's not fair, tell me at least what the favour was.” Juliette pleaded.

Eric told the her about the hand job that Rémi had given him while he was in Rémi's bed lying behind his back, but he omits to tell her that he was voluntarily masturbating Rémi. Juliette accepted this answer and said, “Well, how are we going to turn him into a girl?”
“Well there's going to be some work to do. Everyone to the bathroom,” said Eric. Rémi followed the younger boy without resistance. Juliet made him sit on a chair and settled in front. Juliette was taking control of the operation. “Eric, it would be funnier if we make it a surprise for you. Are you agreed?”
“Ok, I'll get something to dress him up in,” Eric said. Juliette warned him, “Perfect, but be careful not to delve into my stuff.”

Juliette started with the manicure, but when she was going to put nail varnish on him, Remi worried that he did not want Melissa to see him like that. Juliette said, “No problem, we will do it like I do for myself. Look it’s almost transparent, they are just a little pink and shiny, but I don’t think Melissa will notice that”.
Remi thinks that Juliette has very beautiful nails and never thought they were made up, they are just beautiful. Then she took a pair of scissors, tweezers, and before he said anything, she reassured him again, “I'm just going to take off a little of your eyebrows, but, I promise, I'm not going to do anything that shows too much.”
Next, she dealt with his eyelashes by wiping a mascara brush and then passing it lightly across his eyelashes. Then she cut just a small amount of his hair. “There is no point in putting on makeup, if you go to the pool, it will be horrible. I'm just going to put a transparent lipstick on you,” said the sixteen-year-old Juliette.
It had been more than an hour, and Eric had come to the door several times to see if she had finished. Remi had not noticed the time passing, as he was enjoying being alone with Juliette who was taking care of him. He was quite happy, and when she showed him his face in a mirror, it was him, he still looked like a boy, but now you could clearly saw an androgynous side. How on earth, with so little alteration had she managed that?

Rémi said, “and if Melissa notices, what do I say?” “You just have to tell her that I won a game and that it was your pledge,” Juliette responded, “Now ... Go naked.”

The advantage of the naturist afternoon was that Rémi was now less shy to appear naked in front of Juliette. She opened the door and asked Éric what he had found to dress Rémi in. Éric gave her a beautiful red lace set, composed of a bra and a small thong slightly opaque in front, but very low and transparent behind.
“Where did you find this?” demanded Juliette. “Do not worry that's my business,” Eric responded. “And the rest?” she enquired. “No rest, I want it just like this,” he said.
“Okay”, Juliette told him, “we'll be there in five minutes, wait for us in the living room”.
Juliette adjusted the bra on Rémi's chest, noticing that his nipples became hard in contact with the fabric, but still did not fill the cups of the bra. He donned the thong, which fitted in the cleft of his buttocks at the rear. The touch of the lace on his bottom gave him a very pleasant feeling, and he found he could barely put his testicles in the front of the thong, as being made for a female, there was very little room to accommodate his scrotum. Not only that but the head of his penis protruded above the top of the thong.
“You look very beautiful” commented Juliette, “now go and show Éric.”
Rémi started walking down the hallway when Juliet stopped him. “Not like that, you must walk in a feminine way and play his little game”.
Rémi a little awkwardly, attempted to sway a little more and appeared in the living room. “Wow, Juliette, you're wonderful, you have made him into a very pretty doll!” exclaimed Eric.
Rémi was surprised and embarrassed to hear this feminine description and to see that Eric was so pleased with his appearance. “Go on, walk about for me,” instructed Eric.
He tried to do his best. Then Eric approached him, kissed his hand, then took Rémi’s hand and led him in an imaginary dance. He put his hand on his buttocks, sent him spinning as in a waltz, and then to finish squeezed him gently as for a slow waltz. Each time, instinctively, Rémi took the role of the woman in the dance. Juliet from the side-lines gazed at the scene with tenderness.
“Whatever is your name my beauty?” Eric said. “I do not know, uh ... Roxane?” stuttered Rémi. “But it's very pretty, Roxane, I like you”, Eric said, giving Rémi a little kiss on the cheek.
Rémi felt happy, Juliette had been sweet and close all morning. He thought Eric was going to make fun of him and, on the contrary, he was very gallant. And perhaps because of everything he had been through since the beginning of the holidays, he felt well dressed as a girl.

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Will there be more to cum in this story?
The girls seeing Eric naked would be nice. There can be comparisons of many types between the two boys.