my first attempt to a fictional story

[hamkay]

Aaron is a fifteen-year-old teenager attending a wedding. Once the ceremony concluded, he wandered through the raging party; the venue featured a large hall for attendees, an outdoor pool, a forest-like area, and a "kids" palace" filled with various games. In a far corner of the grounds sat a small plastic playhouse designed for young children. Aaron had been invited to the wedding as a cousin of the groom, and the bride happened to be friends with a couple of girls Aaron knew. Just as the sun began to set and Aaron was feeling fatigued, a group of little girls approached him and asked if he wanted to play "tea house". Initially, he declined due to his tiredness, but when the two girls his age whom he fancied passed by, he changed his mind to appear cool and agreed to join the game. The young children pulled him away from the main party and toward the tiny plastic house, which was far too small for him. In fact, it was so cramped that the little girls had to physically push him inside, where he could only sit awkwardly in the confined space while three other girls entered by bending down to fit. They announced they were ready to play tea, with one bringing a toy kettle and another a bottle of soda, and they began to serve the "tea"..

Aaron struggled to shift his weight in the restrictive plastic playhouse, but he did his best to accommodate the game. The young girls were whispering in low, affected voices, maintaining a "fancy" conversation that Aaron found nearly impossible to track from his awkward, hunched position. Eventually, he reached out with a tiny plastic cup in his hand, but the interior was so claustrophobic and difficult to navigate that his foot caught on a molded plastic ridge. He tripped forward, and in the sudden commotion, the girls spilled the soda directly onto him. Because they were committed to the roleplay of the soda being scalding "hot tea," they immediately jumped into a frantic attempt to "help" him. At first, the sticky liquid only splattered across his jacket—he was dressed for the occasion in a full black and white suit—but soon more of the soda soaked into his dress shirt and pants. Despite it being just droplets, the little girls, still playing their game with intense seriousness, began to pull at Aaron's clothes to "save" him from the imaginary heat.

He tried to swat their hands away and stop them, but once again, the lack of space worked against him, leaving him pinned and unable to defend himself from their helpful onslaught. Every attempt to recoil only pressed his back harder against the molded plastic walls of the playhouse, while his knees remained jammed against his chest.

Aaron could barely move in the suffocating heat of the tiny structure. To make things more difficult, other little girls who had been playing outside noticed the commotion and reached through the small, square windows. Their small hands reached in to "help" hold Aaron still, effectively pinning his arms to his sides while the girls already inside set to work on his sodden clothing. They didn't stop at merely removing his jacket and tie to "save" him from the sticky soda; caught up in the frantic energy of their imaginary emergency, they decided to go "full monty" on him to ensure he was completely "cured" of the spill.

Aaron found himself completely paralyzed by the chaotic flurry of activity. He could not stop them; he could only feel their tiny, determined hands working with frantic speed to undo his shirt buttons. While some focused on his torso, others reached down to unried his belt and pull at his waist. In the scramble, he felt his shoes being tugged off and tossed aside. He quickly realized that the more he struggled to move in the cramped plastic playhouse, the worse the situation became. Within seconds, his tie and jacket were snatched away and thrown through one of the small windows. His shirt was pulled completely open, and his pants were shoved down to his knees. The draft against his ankles made him certain that his socks had also been stripped away by the girls reaching in from the outside.


Despite being pinned, he finally managed to wrench one of his arms free, but the victory was hollow. He only gained that limited mobility because the girls had finished popping the buttons on his cuffs to slide the sleeves off. By this point, his pants had been kicked down to his feet and eventually slid off entirely as he kicked out in a futile attempt to maintain some dignity. The girls, still deep in their imaginary rescue mission, showed no signs of slowing down as they continued to strip him of his formal wedding attire.


By the moment his dress shirt was completely open and pulled out from his waistband, Aaron felt the final, humiliating stage of the "rescue" begin as tiny, insistent hands began pulling his boxers down. He kept fighting, twisting his torso and kicking his legs in the claustrophobic plastic structure, but his movements were severely limited by the molded walls. One by one, his garments were launched like colorful flags of surrender; his shirt flew outside the tiny house from one small window, and seconds later, his boxers flew from another, landing somewhere in the grass.

Now completely naked and exposed within the cramped playhouse, Aaron froze in shock. The frantic energy inside the plastic walls suddenly vanished as the girls, their "mission" accomplished, giggled and scrambled out of the small door. He watched helplessly through the window as they ran across the lawn, grabbing his scattered suit jacket, tie, pants, and underwear before disappearing into the bright lights and music of the main party, leaving him stranded and stripped of his dignity.


I like to write stories about a guy called Aaron, i have more Ill post them if you like.

[mars357]

Not bad for a first attempt! That would deserve a continuation as well what happened to him once he was in this predicament....?

[NudeBaG]

Fantastic to have new writers, and a great first story, as well!
Definitely needs a continuation.
All those little girls stripped him naked but didn’t take the time to look him over?
Mayhaps some older teens put them up to it?

[Vader]

Good start should definitely be more chapters.

[Jeepman89]

Please continue!

[Darky]

Good first story! Keep it up and keep tormenting Aaron

[NickTwisp]

Did the little girls who stripped Aaron actually get a good look at his penis? Now he's naked in the dollhouse with his clothes gone. Are Aaron's parents at the wedding & around anyplace near the dollhouse?

Good story so far!

[Robert Brooks]

Fun story, I really like it so far!

[Jeepman89]

How old are the girls that stripped him?

[steam train]

Excellent start and an interesting plot. Well done!