The Right Teacher Chapter 4
by Conor

copyright 2006 by Conor, all rights reserved.

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depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are
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Chapter 4

On Friday evening Miss Greer gathered the EFD promotional
materials and went to pick up the kids at their homes. First
she picked up Brenda, and then Cameron.

A naked Cameron answered the door when Miss Greer and Brenda
knocked. Miss Greer was immediately impressed with how well-
scrubbed the twelve year old looked. His blond hair was very
carefully combed. Even his fingernails were cleaned.

At the mall Miss Greer and the children stored their coats
in a locker. Cameron also stored his shoes and socks.

Miss Greer said, "This is it, the start of the EFD Campaign.
Are you excited?"

"I sure am. EFD is so cool!" Brenda said. 

"Yeah, I'm excited too," Cameron said. 

Miss Greer handed the children their signs. Brenda put a
sign around her neck that said, "EFD ROCKS. Ask me WHY?"

Cameron put two signs around his neck, one for the front,
one for the back. The one on the back was the same as
Brenda's. The one that hung in front said, "I am FIXED. Ask
me HOW?" Cameron was not crazy about the sign, but didn't
say anything.

"And remember, Cameron," Miss Greer said, "let people who
come over see your Medical Alert Handcuff Bracelet. If asked
whether you like being castrated answer, 'Yes, very much.'
And most important, Cammie, I want to see that great smile
on your face. No frowny faces tonight, OK."

"Yes, Miss," the boy replied.

As soon as they got out into the mall they immediately
attracted attention and not just because of Cameron's
nudity. First a few shoppers came over and shyly asked
questions, which were adeptly answered. Then the crowd
slowly increased.

Some of the questions Cameron received and his brief answers
included:

"Was it your idea to be in EFD?" "No, but I like it now."

"Are you castrated?" "Yes."

"How long will you be in EFD?" "I'm not sure, maybe until my
fifteenth birthday."

"Do you like being castrated?" "It's alright. At least I
don't have to worry about my thingey sticking up all the
time."

"Would you recommend this to other boys?" "Yes, it would be
awesome if all the guys were in this."

Brenda received these questions:

"Do you like Cameron better now that he is castrated?" "Yes.
Before he got the treatment he was so moody and arrogant.
Now with the medication he is much calmer and nicer." 

"Do you think that most boys would benefit from this
program?" "Yes, I would recommend it for all middle school
boys."

Miss Greer fielded these questions:

"Will EFD make spankings unnecessary?" "No, boys need to be
spanked hard and often." 

"Doesn't it embarrass the boys to be nude?" "Certainly, but
little boys shouldn't be so modest."

A few shoppers seemed uneasy about the program, especially
the mandatory nudity requirement. However, Miss Greer
quickly reassured them that the nude boys were already fixed
and therefore not a threat to anyone. Miss Greer pointed at
the smiling and very handsome Cameron as an example of what
the program had already achieved.

Most shoppers, however, quickly voiced support. Several said
that they were fed up with early puberty and what it was
doing to young males in society. They all hoped that
chemical castration could give these boys a few more years
to learn how to behave.

Miss Greer pulled out some new signs for Cameron. Now the
one in back showed a circle with the word ERECTIONS and a
red line drawn through it. The one in front read, "I am
happy and CASTRATED." Cameron was not happy about wearing
the second sign, but again he said nothing and did as he was
told.

When they got to the mall stage area Cameron was surprised
when his group climbed up onto the stage. 

"It is SHOWTIME, Cameron. I have gotten permission to spank
you up on the stage," Miss Greer said. For the next twenty
minutes Miss Greer and Brenda took turns taking Cameron over
their knees and spanking him. He tried to be brave but was
soon bawling. It was especially humiliating for the boy to
be publicly spanked by Brenda, who was in his class." 

After the show, which was watched by a crowd in the
hundreds, Miss Greer's group fielded many questions and
handed out hundreds of brochures.

Miss Greer was especially impressed by the number of parents
who pulled down their sons' pants and spanked them after the
show. Some even did it up on the stage.

"We are getting through to them," Miss Greer whispered.
"Actions speak louder than words."

At the end of the evening Miss Greer and Brenda seemed well
satisfied by the results of their work. Even Cameron was
excited by all that had happened. They decided to return the
following Friday.

On Wednesday at 6:30 p.m. Miss Greer picked up the kids
again at their homes and took them right to the Aqua Swim
Center. At the ticket desk Miss Greer paid the fees for
herself and Brenda and then asked the young woman at the
desk if Cameron would be required to pay. The boy slipped
off his coat and held out his Medical Alert Bracelet for the
woman to read.

"I guess the boy can go right in without paying. He
obviously doesn't need to use the changing room. Just be
sure that the lad goes to the showers near the salt water
pool and thoroughly washes himself with soap," the woman
said. 

"That will not be a problem. Thank you for your help," Miss
Greer said. The teacher immediately relieved Cameron of his
coat, shoes and socks. The boy was now naked except for a
small towel.

"Miss Greer, why can't I shower in the changing room like
the other kids?" Cameron whined.

"Hush, Cameron. I will not waste $6. Go right through that
door to the pool and do what the lady said. Cameron nodded
and nervously went in. 

Miss Greer and Brenda joined the boy some minutes later.
They were both dressed in very attractive black swim suits.
They found Cameron standing naked and blushing by the
showers. Kids were laughing and pointing at him, and he
looked unsure about what to do next.

Just then an announcement was heard over the loudspeaker
system. "Aqua Swim Center is pleased to have a boy this
evening from the new Erectile Function Disorder Program at
Wall Middle School. Ordinarily, boys 4-14 are asked to wear
swim suits. However, this castrato boy is nude for medical
reasons."

Now hundreds of adults and kids were staring at Cameron and
many were getting out their digital still cameras and
camcorders. 

Miss Greer immediately went over to Cameron and said
sternly, "Get a move on Cameron. Use that soap dispenser and
thoroughly wash yourself now."

"But I can't take a shower naked in front of hundreds of
people. I'd have to touch, you know, my privates," the boy
said shyly.

Miss Greer grabbed the boy and began to soap him. She did
his hair, face, chest and back, and then rinsed him off.
Then she washed his feet and lower legs. When she began to
soap and scrub Cameron's penis and testicles she could hear
camera clicks. 

"Now, Cameron," the teacher said, "bend over and then spread
your legs very wide so that I can wash your anus."
Reluctantly, the boy obeyed. 

Many digital cameras and camcorders recorded the public
exposure of Cameron's pink little anus. Miss Greer left the
boy in this humiliating position a full ten seconds before
she proceeded to wash between his legs. And, yes, she pushed
her soapy fingers deep inside the boy despite his protests.

"See, Cameron, that wasn't so bad. Such a fuss you made over
taking a little shower," Miss Greer said.

Then Miss Greer shouted, "Now for disobeying me you have
earned yourself a spanking."

Miss Greer sat on a bench and took the boy across her lap.
For the next five minutes she spanked his little fanny until
it was bright red and the boy was bawling. When she finished
loud applause could be heard throughout the complex.  

Miss Greer pulled a sign out of her bag and hung it around
Cameron's neck as he stood sobbing. The sign read: "I am
CASTRATED. Ask me WHY?"

Many people came up to compliment Miss Greer for her
disciplinary methods and to inquire about the boy's
castration. She smiled and answered all the questions. As
soon as the boy stopped sobbing Miss Greer was pleased to
hear the boy try to answer questions as well. He even made a
real effort to smile as he had done earlier in the mall.

Then a woman and her daughter came up to Cameron. The
fourteen year old girl said, "You're the castrato?" 

"Yes, I am," Cameron answered.

The girl turned to her mother and asked, "His balls must be
fake. Am I right, mom?"

"Yes, dear, they are artificial. The boy is a eunuch. You
can smack them and the boy won't even flinch," the woman
said. The girl proceeded to hit poor Cameron's testicles
over and over again. She continued even after he started
screaming and bending over in pain.

Finally, Miss Greer intervened and stopped the abuse.
When the mother and daughter stepped back Cameron cried out,
"Sue those bitches. They hurt me BAD."

"Now Cameron, that mother and daughter made an honest
mistake in thinking you were surgically castrated instead of
just chemically castrated. You should forgive them. What is
much worse is the terrible sexist language you just used." 

Miss Greer proceeded to give the boy ten sharp slaps to his
little fanny until he was crying once more. Then Miss Greer
dragged him over to the mother and daughter and Cameron was
made to say, "I'm sorry I called you a bad name."

"Well, I guess you have been punished enough by getting
castrated, little boy," the woman said smugly. 

In the minutes that followed Miss Greer was very pleased to
see a dozen parents take their boys across their knees and
spank them. At first the parents shyly spanked over cloth,
but soon the swim trunks came off. After the spankings the
boys did not get back their swim trunks and remained naked.

By 7:30 p.m. pool management gave up and this announcement
was heard: "Due to popular demand boys fourteen and under
will be allowed to swim nude this evening if they have
permission from their parents or guardians. However, the
boys must still follow the rules and not behave in a
provocative manner."

Applause was heard throughout the complex. During the next
few minutes almost one hundred boys were ordered by their
parents to surrender their swim trunks. 

Many people came over and congratulated Miss Greer for what
she had started. One woman said, "It's about time. My
parents came from Scandinavia. I have visited there often
and the boys go nude on the beaches and at swimming pools.
No one ever complains. I hope they make it mandatory for
boys to swim without suits here."

Miss Greer was extremely pleased with how things were going,
and decided to take a well deserved break.  

The very athletic Miss Greer began to do laps in the lap
pool. After ten laps, however, she heard a commotion at the
next pool and quickly went over there. 

Miss Greer found that many of the newly stripped boys,
especially those twelve to fourteen years old, were sporting
erections. Pool lifeguards were ordering them out of the
pool, taking their names, and banning them from coming back
to Aqua.

Miss Greer asked about the ban and the head lifeguard, a
teenager named Mary, explained that the boy's erections were
offensive. They had been warned, she said, and would now be
banned until they got their problem fixed.

A nude fourteen year old with a six inch erect penis pushed
forward. He was accompanied by his smiling mom. The boy
began to argue with the lifeguard. The boy said, "I'm on the
high school swim team which practices and has meets here. If
you ban me I'll have to quit the team."

"My answer to you is the same as for the others," Mary said.
"We don't tolerate erections here at Aqua. If you want to
come back then sign up for EFD, get castrated, and then you
can come back."

"Ah, Ah, I don't know about that," the very nervous fourteen
year old said as he looked down at his large hardon. 

However, the swim team member's mother did not share his
doubts. "Son, she has a good point. Tomorrow I am taking you
in for the EFD injection. You are much too young for sex and
masturbation and other nasty things. At your age you should
concentrate on your swimming, your schoolwork, and on
helping your mother."

"Awww, Ma," the boy whined as she led him naked to the
change rooms.

At 9 p.m. Miss Greer thanked Brenda and Cameron for their
help and let the girl and boy go swimming. The boy at first
went into the large pool. However, kids kept coming over and
fondling him under the water so he decided to get out and go
into the salt water pool instead. That pool had mostly adult
bathers.

Meanwhile, Miss Greer continued to take names and hand out
EFD brochures. By 9:30 she was tired and told both Brenda
and Cameron that it was time to leave. 

Cameron came over to his teacher and Brenda, and said, "I am
ready."

"Did you read the sign, Cameron?" his teacher asked.

The boy looked at the sign which read, "Salt Bath Swimmers
Must Thoroughly Shower After Leaving Bath."

"Oh no!" Cameron exclaimed. 

Miss Greer said, "Brenda, would you thoroughly wash Cameron
over there in the shower?"

"I will be glad to," the girl replied. During the next five
minutes the girl thoroughly washed and showered the blushing
boy. She paid particular attention to washing his privates
as hundreds of bathers looked on. Cameras were everywhere
recording the event.

As soon as the teacher and Brenda got changed into their
regular clothes they took Cameron out to the car. 

Miss Greer made a cell phone call to the emergency number
for Doctor Mills' office. The teacher left a message that
there would be a huge surge in demand for Triptorelin
injections and more of the medication should be ordered from
Sioux City as soon as possible.

Within two weeks the number of Wall boys in the EFD program
grew from two to an incredible one hundred forty-four. Three
quarters of the Wall Middle School boys, including all
twelve of Miss Greer's male students, were now nude and
receiving injections. 

Miss Greer was pleased to see that many of the newly nude
boys had beautiful red bottoms from recent spankings at home
or at school. The teacher made sure that her twelve boys
received regular whippings in class, not only from her, but
from their fifteen girl classmates.

The Aqua Swim Center changed their rules and banned suits
for boys aged fourteen and under. They also required that
boys be under the supervision of a female relative while in
the pool, and be showered by that relative. A nurse was now
on duty at the pool to provide low-cost Triptorelin
injections when necessary. 

At first boy attendance was down at Aqua. However, by the
second week almost every family started dragging their
reluctant male offspring to the pool. Aqua continued to
encourage photography and attendance tripled.  

A week later Brenda Smith hurried after school to get to her
appointment with Sheila Hastings, owner of the Hastings
Photography Studio. Miss Hastings greeted the twelve year
old girl with a smile and escorted her in.

"You have a very nice house and studio, Miss Hastings."

Brenda continued, "I am a great admirer of your work. I have
copies of all of your Wall Middle School boy photos."

Sheila smiled and said, "Yes, I enjoyed taking those. It was
fun tricking the boys into posing nude. The mothers all
loved the photos and ordered extra copies and CD's. 

Sheila continued, "Now, of course, with the new EFD program,
boy nudity is starting to become hugely popular, at least in
South Dakota. I understand that you, Brenda, are doing much
more than collecting photos."

Brenda began to explain to the photographer how she was
helping to promote EFD. She said that she also monitored the
EFD boys and regularly spanked, masturbated, and bathed
them. She proudly said that Cameron in particular was under
her complete control and would do whatever she asked. 

"That is very interesting, Brenda. If I may ask what are you
planning to do when you grow up?"

Suddenly turning shy, Brenda said, "I probably shouldn't say
this, Miss Hastings, but I really want to be a dominatrix
when I grow up."

Sheila laughed loudly, and said, "No need to apologize
Brenda. I think you would be very good at it. I have a
friend in Sioux City who is a professional dominatrix. If
you would like to email her for advice I can arrange it."

Brenda's eyes lit up, and she said, "Wow, that would be
awesome, Miss Hastings."

"Please call me Sheila."

A few minutes later Emily Greer arrived with a reluctant
Cameron in tow. As they were escorted inside Miss Greer
said, "The boy's mother was unable to come but this is her
signed release approving the EFD photos. Notice that she is
not setting any limitations or restrictions." Sheila smiled
and nodded.

Nervously, Cameron removed his coat, shoes and socks while
his teacher and the photographer talked. 

Sheila turned to the now naked boy and said, "I remember
you, Cameron. Last time you were here you were very, very
shy and I had to tell you a few fibs to get you to
cooperate. I am very glad to see that you have lost that
excessive modesty and you are now willing to show off all of
your beautiful body."

"Yeah," the boy said. He managed a weak smile.

"Cameron, I want to see that big happy smile of yours
today," the photographer said. The boy flashed his toothy
grin.

"That's perfect, Cammie. You keep this up and I might even
be able to get you on the O'Donnell show as the poster boy
for the EFD Campaign." 

Turning back to business, Sheila said, "First, I would like
a couple of shots of you, Cameron, with your teacher, Miss
Greer. In the first, Emily, would you hold this fake
hypodermic needle up to Cameron's cute little bottom and
pretend to give him a chemical castration shot?"

Cameron smiled beautifully for the camera and the
photographer was very pleased with the photo. "Your smile is
great, Cameron. We want the whole world to know that you are
very happy about being castrated!" She took several more
photos.

Next, Miss Hastings took shots of Miss Greer holding Cameron
on her knee and tickling him. The boy's bright happy eyes
and laughter showed up beautifully on camera. 

Next came the spanking shots and since the paddling and
strapping were real the boy had no trouble contorting his
face in pain. The tears were real, not fake.

Miss Hastings said, "The Principal asked that I take some
photos just of the boy's genitalia. So Cameron, please put
your little package up on this blue sheet on the table."

The photographer began to take close-ups of the boy's penis
and nutsack from different angles. A tape measure on the
sheet showed that the boy's penis was two and seven-eighths
inches long.

"Last time the boy was here his penis was exactly four
inches erect," Miss Hastings said. "I do believe that his
balls have shrunk as well. We will show before and after
photos in the EFD promotional materials."

Brenda said, "I'm sorry for interrupting, Miss Hastings, but
I have a suggestion. Now that Cammie is castrated I know
some people think he must be, you know, doing it other ways
with boys and men. I know that Cammie doesn't do anything
that naughty, but maybe we need some close-ups of his hole
to show them that he is still, ah, inexperienced!"

Miss Greer said, "That is an excellent idea, Brenda." 

Miss Hastings also nodded her approval and said, "You are
right, Brenda. The EFD campaign will attract much more
attention if we can show that Cameron is not a catamite, but
rather an innocent young boy who has been saved from the
disease of early puberty. Conclusive photographic proof that
the boy is an intact virgin will do that."

What followed was very embarrassing for the boy. The lady
photographer took close-up shots of the boy's anus from
various angles. The tape measure was used to show just how
tight his hole was. The last anal photos were taken with the
boy on his back, legs up and widely spread, with his face
visible. 

Miss Hastings smiled and said, "Excellent. These anal photos
will prove beyond a doubt that this boy's lovely little
rosebud has never been invaded by anything bigger than a
finger."

The photographer now turned to Brenda and said, "Now I want
to take photos showing some of your activities when you
monitor Cameron and the other EFD boys."

With Miss Greer's smiling approval the photographer escorted
the boy and girl into her master bathroom and began to take
a series of very intimate shots of Brenda as she masturbated
and bathed the boy. In one photo Brenda held up Cameron's
little penis as he urinated into the toilet. Fearing the
consequences if he didn't cooperate, the boy continued to
smile on cue. He even managed to smile when Brenda conducted
a rectal exam on him and took his temperature. 

The boy screamed and cried when Brenda started to beat his
little butt with her hand, a paddle, and the strap. Miss
Hastings was very pleased with the spank photos.

When the photographer finally finished she thanked Miss
Greer and Brenda for their assistance. 

Then Miss Hastings turned to Cameron and said, "You seemed
very natural and at ease working with Brenda for those
intimate shots. I wouldn't be surprised if Brenda married
you someday. She would be a good wife for you just like Miss
Greer is the right teacher for you." Both Miss Greer and
Brenda smiled and nodded.

The boy began to make a face but stopped himself quickly.
Shyly, he said, "But I can't marry. I'm castrated."

Cameron's teacher, his photographer and his 'girl friend'
laughed at the trembling and red-faced boy.