The Control Testimonials Part 5
by Steam Train

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Part: 5


APPENDIX THREE: FEEDBACK REPORTS (Continued)

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


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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 ¾ inches soft and 4 ½ 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 now 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 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' was 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.


End Part 5