Date: Tue, 8 May 2007 06:36:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Steam Train <steam_t2007@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Control Testimonials Part 5

The Control Testimonials
By Steam Train    (steam_t2007@yahoo.com)


Part: 5


APPENDIX THREE: FEEDBACK REPORTS (Continued)

Below is a selection of comments from various persons
about their involvement in `Taking Back Control'.


NAME: Mike Brinkmann

AGE: 14

LOCATION: Georgetown, Sperring County

OCCUPATION: 8th grade student

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: I
think it is great. I particularly like the way the
teachers at our school and the county juvenile
officials who supported them, used Taking Back Control
to bring some of the bullies in our school back under
total control.

The officials always had recourse to the NEWDD
juvenile justice system but because this left students
with a record they tended to use NEWDD punishment only
for very severe offences. Our County therefore
developed a special programme of its own that focused
on humiliation as the prime aspect of punishment.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING
BACK CONTROL: I am slim and tall for my age and have
light brown hair and dark blue eyes. I was your
everyday usual kid that loved sport more than school
and was just starting to get interested in girls. I
guess the girls saw me as an attractive sort of guy
and often in the last year had tried to hit on to me
but I had no experience with girls. Though I was 5
foot nine tall and had a half way decent sized penis,
2-3/4 inches soft and 4-1/2 inches hard, I had yet to grow
any pubic hair. That fact alone had held me back from
exploring sexually with any of the girls who were
interested in me

Although reasonable at the academic subjects, I was
best known at school for my athletic ability. Even
before `Taking Back Control' came into force our
Junior High had insisted that we all shower after all
physical activities. In the 7th grade and the 8th my
Gym teacher Mr. Emanuel had made us line up naked for
showering.

Before TBC I was always near the head of the line as
he used to make us line up from tallest to shortest,
but for reasons known only to Mr. Emanuel when TBC
came into force he made us line up from the boys with
the most developed and hairy genitals to those with
the smallest, hairless genitals.

Now I wasn't the last in the line because as I said I
had decent sized genitals but even guys like John
Klein who was much shorter in height and way smaller
in the genitals than me was allowed to line up ahead
of me because he was showing the early stages of pubic
hair.

The two guys who benefited the most from this change
of Mr. Emanuel and ended up at the front of the line
were Greg Deller and Mark Shepherd. They were the
class bullies. Both had developed a lot earlier than
any other boys in our class, having had noticeable
patches of pubic hair even when we started showering
at the beginning of 7th grade when they were only12
years old. Both boys were by the time of TBC really
proud of the fact that they had long thick penises
with a thick covering of body hair. They also liked to
tease any other boys who hadn't entered puberty yet,
which included me and also any boys who had, but still
had small dicks and or balls.

I had seen a couple of my peers along with myself that
had gotten it hard this year from Greg and Mark and
their gang for having small dicks or bald ones.

I often lay in bed at night wishing Greg and Mark
would get what was owing to them, but in my wildest
dreams I didn't imagine their humiliation would ever
be as great as TBC bough about.

The incident that bought things to a head was when
Greg and Mark picked on John Klein, after one of our
gym classes. As I said earlier John's genitals were
showing the early stages of puberty with just a small
thin scattering of short light brown pubes which did
nothing to hide his manhood. Despite this his genitals
didn't quite add up to what the rest of the guys in
the class had, even the boy with the smallest bald
genitals, Chris Tyler, was larger in the genital
department than John.

Anyway Greg and Mark with the help of some of their
gang thought it would be funny to take his clothes
while he was in the shower and give them to some girls
from our grade they had arranged to be out side the
locker room in the hall. When he got out and realized
his clothes were missing, he went in a panic.

"Where the fuck are my clothes"?! he demanded.

Every one laughed including I confess myself. I guess
I was secretly relieved it was not me they were
picking on this time. Usually Greg and Marks bullying
was more private, this was much more public and this
scheme had the potential to be much more humiliating
than normal as well.

"Try out in the hall" Greg said and joined the
laughter.

John gave everyone a "Fuck you guys" and walked over
to the door while covering himself and stuck his head
out.

Outside were two girls from our class, Monica Wren and
Kimberley O'Brien holding his clothes, just out of
reaching distance.

"Hey Monica, Kimberley, please give me my clothes"
John begged sheepishly.

 "No way" the tall, well developed Monica replied.
"You have to show us what you got down there first."

"No fucking way" John replied.

"Wrong answer if you want your clothes back" the much
shorter, almost flat chested Kimberley replied.

I guess it was becoming pretty clear to John that he
wasn't getting his clothes back without letting them
see, but still he hesitated, as you would!

The girls I think could sense that he was about to
give in so they said, "Look we heard rumors that you
got a really good looking package and we wanted to see
it for ourselves" Kimberley responded.

John thought it over for a second and said "Ok, but
you can't tell anybody!"

"Oh we won't" the two girls responded both at the same
time.

John turned around to see all of us watching him. His
face turned bright red and he turned back around back
to the girls. He cracked the door a little more open
to fit his body out just enough for them to see. I
could see that the two girls were staring at his
covered up groin.

"Come on, move your hands we want to see what you got"
Monica said.

John reluctantly removed his hands and the two girls
stared even more intently at his exposed naked groin.

They stood there smiling for some time before Kimberly
said, "Wow, that's cute"

"Really?" John said.

"Ya, it's almost the size of my 10 year old brothers"
said Kimberly.

At that the girls broke out in laughter along with
Greg and Marks gang.

John covered himself up immediately and blushed so red
I thought he would explode.

"You're 14 right? How come you got a dick so little?"
Kimberly asked.

At that everyone including me joined the laughter as
John stood there humiliated and blushing profusely.

`You should talk Kimberley, take a look at your own
flat tits" John fired back causing Kimberley to blush.
That comment had obviously hit it's intended mark.

"Yeah well they are bigger than they look and between
my legs where you'll never see I've got a lot more
hair than your pathetic little scattering' Kimberley
fired back.

"Please give me my clothes, please!" John said to the
girls in a whimper.

"Fine" replied Monica, "but the next time you show
your puny dick to a bunch of girls make sure you have
grown it a bit."

The two girls then tossed his clothes to him and were
off on their way before they were caught. John grabbed
his clothes and ran back into the locker room as Greg,
Mark and their gang doubled over with laughter.

I felt bad afterwards for laughing at John and even
apologised. He accepted as he knew I had suffered many
times at their hands.

I don't know how to this day, but word of Greg and
Marks prank reached the ears of the teaching staff and
the next day Greg, Mark, Monica and Kimberley and
their parents along with John Klein and his parents
were called into a meeting with our Principal Mr.
Oldham.

John told me afterwards that Mr. Oldham had wanted to
make an example of the four of them by having them
made NEWDD's but on the pleading of their parents, an
agreement was reached that instead of the four of them
being taken to court and stripped naked, they would
with their parents approval undertake a series of
injections organized through the county juvenile
authorities and administered through the school nurse
that would quite them down.

At first John and the rest of us guys who were
constantly being bullied thought Greg and Mark and the
two girls had gotten off very lightly and by their
cocky behaviour over the next few days they obviously
thought the same.

It was about two weeks after the meeting with the
Principal and five days since the third and final
injection had been administered that things began to
happen.

On that day as everyone lined up to prepare for their
showers, Greg and Mark took their usual positions at
the head of the line, but when Mr. Emanuel did his
inspection he moved both Greg and Mark back from the
head of the line to fourth and fifth spot.

As Greg and Mark looked down at their own groins all
of us in the line moved to try and get a look
ourselves. Sure enough there were some noticeable
changes in both boys' bodies. Gone was the peach fuzz
happy trail that up until yesterday had run from their
thick pubic bushes up to their navels and their thick
manly bushes looked a little thinner perhaps as well.

Obviously embarrassed Greg said, "What the fuck are
you lot staring at?" as he tried to reestablish his
dominance.

`You and Shepherd here, what do you think!" Andrew
Gauldry who was standing immediately in front of them
in the line now replied. Andrew was in that position
because like Greg and Mark he didn't just have a
little bush of pubic hair like most of the 8th grade
boys in the locker room, he had a good thick growth
that was now slightly thicker than Greg and Marks
reduced bush. The size of Andrew's penis was also now
thicker and longer than the size of Greg and Marks now
slightly shrunken appendages.
We all couldn't believe it, I mean, this was awesome,
Greg and Mark were somehow regressing backwards in
development.

"You know, Greg," Andrew said, "you talk awfully big
for a guy who's dick isn't even as big as mine!"

Greg glanced down at his groin then blushed. The bully
was now finding out what it was like on the other side
of the fence!

We all suddenly realised that despite the fact that
Greg and Mark were both still bigger than most of us,
Andrew and a few other guys were now clearly more
developed sexually. Andrew had more body hair, his
cock and balls were bigger, and he had a more defined,
mature build. Greg and Mark might still have been
taller, but there was now a softness to their bodies,
almost as if a layer of baby fat were developing.
Standing there in the line it occurred to me for the
first time that Greg and Mark were both losing his
status as a grown up mature teenagers in the eyes of
their peers.

Though their parents knew, deliberately no one had
explained to the four recipients or to John about the
true consequences of the injections. The injected
substance, Maxregressa-Medroxyprogesterone-Acetate was
I later learnt, the drug they developed to enable
slave owners to medically castrate their slaves. MMA
was not permanent and a slave could easily be returned
to normal sexual functioning if they so choose, by
simply suspending the monthly booster injection. The
same now applied to Greg, Mark, Monica and Kimberly.

The next day I noticed that Marks voice in particular
was starting to sound a little funny, like he was
catching a cold or something. Whenever he raised his
voice, it cracked. That day as Greg and Mark lined up
for the showers they were moved way back down the
line, an act which bought raucous laughter from all us
kids in the line.

Greg and Mark just stood there taking the humiliation,
their heads bowed down, shoulders slumped as we all
stared at their shrunken genitals. They now had
hairless little penises, no bigger than my little
finger; with matching little balls no bigger than
marbles and chubby little boy tummies with no trace of
their former developed abs remaining. What a
difference a day had made now, all of the sudden, they
were just skinny little prepubescent boys.

"Wow," I said as they moved in behind me in the line,
"I can't believe how little you two got in a day.
You're just little boys now!"

"Shut up!" yelled Greg, his voice cracking.  He tried
to clear his throat. "I'm not a little boy!" he said
as his voice cracked again. This time it remained at
the higher register. "What wrong with my voice?" he
whined in a little boy's voice.

Even Mark laughed at his new sounding little boy
voice.

"Nothing's wrong, little boy," I said, wearing a
devious grin and thoroughly enjoying myself. "I guess
your voice has changed, that's all. But, hey! Look at
the bright side baldy, at least now you have the voice
to match that little hairless dick of yours!"

Revenge is so sweet!!!!!!!!!

By the time three more days had passed Greg and Mark
had been relegated to the very end of the line. Except
for the hair on their heads all their body hair had
vanished and their genitals had shrunk to the size of
a 7 year olds, they had penises that were now only
about 1 inch flaccid and 2 inches erect with tight
firm little scrotums. Greg's genitals to his shame
were slightly smaller than Marks. Both their voices
had re cracked and gone back up to high pitched little
boy's whines.

They were now the laughing stock of not just our class
but the whole school and like most bullies when picked
on they could not take it. Tears flowed and their gang
members saw them for the cowards they truly were and
left them alone to stew over their little boy bodies
by themselves.

Monica and Kimberly had fared no better!

Word soon spread from the girl's locker room that
Monica like Greg and Mark had matured quickly and
looked much older than other girls her age with firm
plump breasts which had prominent, dark pink nipples
and a thick triangular patch of pubic hair covering
her feminine charms between her legs.

Kimberly was considerably shorter than Monica and word
had it from the female locker room that John Klein was
right when he commented about Kimberley's flat chest
because she only had small AA-cup tits to start with
and was almost bare of hair down below as well,
despite what she had bragged. Other girls told John
and me that around her vertical slit there was only a
fine sparse fringe of short curly pubic hairs.

By the time Greg and Mark had been reduced to little
boys both Monica and Kimberley had suffered a similar
fate. Monica had the more to loose but in the end once
the injections had taken their toll both girls had
regressed to little girl bodies that were practically
shapeless. On their little girl chests all that
remained were two tiny little bumps from which small
undeveloped brown nipples sat flat and between their
legs no sign of any hair remained and their now
totally exposed immature female slit was hardly
noticeable.

I believe that in the female locker rooms both girls
were the centres of attention just like Greg and Mark
had become in the boys locker room.

The crowning glory of their demise was when the four
miscreant juveniles were paraded stark naked in front
of a whole school taking back control assembly so that
we all got to see all four of them in their sexually
regressed states before they were publicly paddled.

Mr. Oldham himself swung the paddle firmly on stage
and everyone in the audience winced as they mentally
felt the gratifying impact conveyed from the bottoms
of the four naked juvenile bullies.

I saw the plump flesh of all four bottoms flatten at
every swat, white turning to red as the blood rushed
to the tortured nerve ends. The four self styled
sophisticated teenage bullies were soon yelling out
load and hard, as the tears then snot flowed
disregarding the fact that their humiliating display
was being watched by the whole school. Monica and
Kimberly wriggled their upraised bottoms each time Mr.
Oldham landed a blow, without a care for the view they
presented between their legs to their fellow students
and teachers.

Mr. Oldham beat the two boys and two girls equally
thoroughly until every inch of white skin on their
buttocks was turned to red or crimson. When at last
the two boys and the two girls were allowed to stand
up, all that the four of them could manage to do was
humiliate themselves even further by jumping around
the stage clutching their buttocks and howling loudly,
the two boys sporting humiliating two inch baby
erections that bobbed up and down as they danced
around.

Boy could `Taking Back Control' ever get any better? I
don't think so!


NAME: Robert Grosvenor

AGE: 11

LOCATION: Bolton, Hershey County

OCCUPATION: 6th grade student

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL:
Awesome, the best thing since sliced bread and the
reintroduction of slavery.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING
BACK CONTROL: My brother Patrick was two and a half
years older than me. He was 14 years old and a big 8th
grade student! Amongst other things he was always
tormenting me about my lack of development and pubic
hair. Unfortunately for Patrick he made this remark
once too often and the last time in ear shot of my
dad.

Dad said Patrick was getting too big for his boots and
needed to be taken down a peg or too. Taking Back
Control had just come into force and dad had been
briefed at community meetings all about it, just as we
had been at school.

Dad on hearing Patricks comments about me came into
the rumpus room and told my big brother that he was
taking back control and ordered Patrick to undress.

`What? Naked?" Patrick blurted out.

"You heard me; I'm taking you back under control,
start stripping, right now!"

Meekly my brother began to hesitantly remove his
shirt. Dad seeing that Patrick was now complying,
although reluctantly, smiled to me, obviously happy
with my big brothers submission to his control.

"Dad this is so embarrassing," lamented my brother as
he began removing his shoes and socks.

"Too bad," was dad's short reply.

As he started unbuckling his belt and unsnapping his
jeans, Patrick looked over at me and gave me a death
stare, but he continued to undress and was soon down
to his undies. He begged dad to let him keep them on
but dad was sick of his winging and excuses and
exasperated, he grabbed the elastic waist of my
brothers undies, ordered him to stop holding on to
them, and then swiftly pulled the last vestige of my
big brothers modesty completely off.

Patrick reacted immediately by blushing profusely and
covering his genitals, however dad grabbed his hands
and pulled them away. It was actually the first time I
had seen Patrick naked since we were both little boys.

Patrick's penis was slender and circumcised like mine
and surprisingly as Patrick was 14 years old not all
that much longer than mine. His scrotum was a darker
colour than his body, a tightly wrinkled mass that
bulged more than mine but like mine didn't hang down
loose like some of the older NEWDD's I had seen. For
all of his 14 years of age, Patrick only had a light
dusting of downy brown pubic hairs above his genitals,
his pubes were about an inch long and thinly covered a
small triangular area above his genitals roughly 2 by
2 inches.

With Patrick now naked, dad ordered him to lay down
and stretch out on the floor with his legs and arms
spread out wide.

Dad explained to Patrick that as he had teased me
about my lack of pubic hair he was going to lose all
his hair that was growing below the neck. This meant
under his arms and round his penis. Dad also explained
that I was going to be allowed to do this.

Patrick really pleaded with dad to be allowed to keep
his body hair, claiming all the boys at school would
laugh at him when they changed but Dad explained that
his shaving was part of the punishment. He had laughed
at my lack of development and now he would be laughed
at for his lack of hair.

Dad left the room for a few minutes and Patrick stood
there head bowed looking defeated. I kept waiting for
him to have a go at me whilst dad was out of ear shot
but it didn't happen. Instead I saw a tear run down my
big brothers face.

Patrick was crying, my big brother was actually crying
right here in front of me. How humiliating that must
have been for him.

When dad returned with the clippers and his shaving
gear, he instructed me how to use the clippers. I
started with them in Patrick's armpits, after just a
few strokes one was done and the other was done
equally as fast. Then I went to work on my brother's
patch of pubic hair that was growing above his penis.
The truth was Patrick wasn't very hairy for his age
but it had been his pride and joy and a sign of his
maturity, now with a few swift and sure strokes with
the clippers from me it was soon all gone.

Although there wasn't really anything left Dad got me
to go over all the areas I had done with his razor. I
looked at my hairless smooth skined big little brother
with new eyes after that and thought if people saw him
bald like this, they would think he was 11 years old
like me rather than a 14 year old.

Taking Back Control is sure great!


NAME: Brianna Lynch

AGE: 39

LOCATION: Tumma Valley, Clark County

OCCUPATION: Mother

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: I find
it a bit strange that the recent spate of Moralist
Governments has insisted that all free citizens are
decently dressed at all times, but have introduced
nude laws relating to misbehaving juvenile free
citizens, like `NEWDD' and now `Taking Back Control'.
Not that I'm complaining mind you, Taking Back Control
and NEWDD are wonderful initiatives for the parent
who's at the end of their tether with their children's
behaviour.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING
BACK CONTROL: I have a large family of 6 children and
they are all very close in age, ranging from the
eldest who is 15 to the youngest who is 10.

I was at the end of my tether with the attitude and
behaviour of my children when I heard about `Taking
Back Control". It took all my willpower to wait till
it came into legal force; I really wanted to act
immediately. The household riot that erupted each
morning before getting the kids off to school and the
mayhem that ensued every afternoon after school had
left me at the point of nervous exhaustion. My husband
was often away with his job meaning I was the one left
with the sole responsibility for the children a lot of
the time.

Help was now at hand with `Taking Back Control'. I had
discussed it with my husband. He didn't really
approve, but he agreed as he was not there to offer an
alternative strategy.

On the day Taking Back Control came into force my
youngest 10 year old Beth was the first to arrive home
from elementary school. I told her to sit quietly in
the family room and as Luke, Kate and Rob arrived home
from middle school and Sascha and Jon from high school
they joined Beth.

When they were all home I went in to join them, they
were as usual all squabbling and whining.

"Quite!" I commanded, startled at my authoritative
attitude they obeyed out of shock.

"Today, Taking Back Control starts in our fine nation"
I informed them, "and in this house!"

"Mother, you can't!" my 14 year old daughter Sascha
exclaimed. All the children had been briefed at school
about how things were about to change, but they
obviously hadn't expected them to change within our
household!

"I can and your father and I have decided it will" l
explained to my children. "In future you will make
yourself totally naked as soon as you enter our
house".

For a moment there was stunned silence as the
consequences of my edict set in.

"Mum!" my 15 year old son Jon then cried out, "You
can't keep us naked in the house all the time!"

"There is no way I'm going to be nude in front of
everyone, I'm not a little girl anymore, I don't want
to be treated like one" 12 year old Kate declared.

"Oh, we don't have to go naked if we have friends
over, do we?" 13 year old Rob asked.

"You will all follow your normal routines in the house
naked, which includes when you have friends over" I
declared, "And if you try to defy me, I'll call in the
help of the community Guardians."

I knew how eagerly that group of semi-official
vigilantes whose job it was correct juvenile behaviour
would be to assist me in stripping my children.

"Right children, it's time for you to strip" I
ordered!

"Oh can't we at least go boys in one room and girls in
the   other," begged Sascha.

"Don't be silly, dear" I told my eldest daughter, "you
are going to be naked and showing yourself off to all
your brothers and your sister every day from now on
and to friends and even complete strangers who visit
so get on with it and get used to it!"

Despite some last minute pleas and protests my
children knew they had no real choice, they had spied
the Community Guardians waiting on our front porch,
and soon six piles of clothing were heaped around the
room.

"Now line up in order of age facing me" I ordered. My
embarrassed children sorted themselves out and I
looked along the line of naked bodies for the first
time in many years. I had not seen my four eldest
children Jon, Sascha, Rob and Kate naked for some
years and the younger two, Luke and Beth for over a
year.

Jon, aged 15, stands about five foot six or so. He has
curly mid brown hair and is sort of stocky, but not
fat. He had a nice hairless chest, with only a few
hairs growing in his arm pits. He had some muscles
already and a fairly large, thick penis surrounded by
a good covering of thick pubic hair and balls that
hang down low.

Sascha, aged 14, was very mature looking. Her light
brown hair was very fine and I thought she had a
perfect figure, though it was still changing and
growing. Her breasts were firm and pointed, her waist
trim and her stomach gently rounded, while her hips
broadened perfectly. Between her legs was a thick
triangle of silky brown pubic hair.

Rob, aged 13, had a neatly combed head of mid brown
hair and a good looking face. Like his older brother
he was a well-made boy, but for his surprisingly short
penis which I could hardly see standing out from its
small thick bed of pubic hair even though it was fully
erect.

Kate, aged 12, was tall and slender with light brown
hair. She had the small conical beginnings of breasts
from which her erect nipples protruded, but between
her legs no hint of pubic hair was yet to be seen. She
may not have been a little girl anymore but she still
had a long way to go before she could claim to be all
grown up

Luke, aged 11, was a curly dark brown haired boy. He
had blue eyes and was a strong looking, well built boy
like his older brothers. Unlike his brother Rob, his
circumcised penis was well developed for his age and
it was already bigger than Rob's, but unlike both his
older brothers, Luke had no sign of any body hair.

Beth, aged 10, was the youngest of my children. She
was blue-eyed and had the faintest trace still of
freckles on her face. She had two long thick plaits of
light brown hair hanging down her back. Her chest was
highlighted by two little bumps from which small
nipples stood out. She was utterly hairless, between
her legs, giving an unobstructed view of her smooth
undeveloped slit which ran down the middle of the lily
white skin of her pubic triangle.

All in all they were an attractive, good looking bunch
if I have to say so myself, as I looked at them all
naked together for the first time. The looks on their
faces instantly told me that from now on I was
certainly back in control and would not have any where
near the troubles I had been having, especially when
my husband was away.


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