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Physical



   By Ed Rider



   "Don't forget your physical tomorrow morning."

   Josie's voice startled Max.  He looked up and saw her at the entrance to
the locker room.  Her stance was aggressive, as if she was barring his way,
and her voice had a scolding tone.

   "As usual, you've waited until the last moment," she said, "like you do
with everything.  The first game is next Friday, and if the physical and
immunization forms aren't back by then, Coach can't let you suit up.  And
you'll have no one to blame but yourself."

   "Thanks for reminding me," he said, "but tomorrow's Saturday, and my
physical isn't until Monday morning.  Listen, Josie, since you're the team
manager and trainer, we'll be seeing each other a lot during the season.  I
hope we can forget about --,"

   "I told you I would never forget," she said in the same calm voice. 
"But I don't want to talk about that now.  I'm just reminding you about
your physical tomorrow morning.  It's changed.  That's why I'm here with a
new form.  Don't forget to take it with you.  And look at the address
change.  You're going to a different medical office."

   She handed him the form and said, "See you," and turned around and
walked away.  He watched her amazing body.  She seemed to be moving it in a
way that said, "Look what you're missing." But he didn't respond for long.
He had finished with Josie last spring, and he had just dumped his second
girlfriend since then.  He started thinking about a few girls he had been
eyeing and which one he should make his move on next.  He forgot about
Josie.



   The medical building he drove up to the next morning looked faded and
falling apart.  There were only six other cars in the lot, and as he walked
past an elevator that was out of order and climbed the stairs, he didn't
see a soul.  When he opened the door and entered the small waiting room, he
saw only a few worn chairs.  There was no one at the receptionist's window,
so he said, "Hello," in a loud voice and then sat down.

   A minute later a nurse opened a door and said, "Mr.  Strong?"

   "Yes," he said.

   "Please follow me," she said.

   "Why are you wearing that?" he said.

   "There is someone who might be contagious in another examining room,"
she said, "so it's just a precaution.  You aren't in any danger."

   He followed her into an examining room.  He noticed some of the walls
were peeling and the cabinets and drawers were old and worn.  There was
almost no furniture in the room, only a scale, an examining table in the
middle, a rolling stool and a few chairs.

   "Let's weigh you and measure your height first," said the nurse.  "You
don't need to take off your shoes.  Just step up here." She wrote the
numbers down on her clipboard and then took the blood pressure device from
the counter.

   "Please sit down here and breathe normally," she said.  After she
recorded his blood pressure, she said.  "I'm going to give you a shot now.
If needles bother you, please turn your head to the left."

   When she had finished with the injection, she said, "OK.  I'm done with
you.  Please take off all your clothes except your underwear and put them
on a chair and then lie down on the examining table.  I'll pull out this
extension, because you're so tall.  Your legs might still extend over it a
little, but that won't be a problem.  Someone will be right in."

   Max took off everything except his boxers and lay down.



   When he woke up, he was drowsy and still lying on the table, and at
first he thought he had just nodded off.  When he shifted, he noticed
something was wrong, and as he realized that he could barely move, he woke
up quickly and looked around.

   He was flat on his back, like before, but he no longer had his underwear
on.  Wide pieces of cloth had been wrapped around his body and the table,
and they were holding him tight.  One was around his chest and shoulders,
another around his stomach and arms and the last around his thighs.  He
could move his lower legs a little, but his arms were pinned to his sides
by the tight wrap.

   "Hey!" he yelled.  He didn't hear anything, but right after he yelled a
second time the door opened, and Josie walked in, followed by Carmela,
Inez, Mary and Kathy.  They were all laughing.

   "What's going on?" he said.  "What are you doing here?" It came to him
that the five coeds were all former girlfriends.  In fact, they were five
out of his last six.

   "We're here for your physical, Max," said Josie.  "Since you're so
important to the Badgers, you're getting two physicals this year.  You were
right that the other one is Monday.  I hope you didn't throw away that
form, but it doesn't matter.  They have forms at the office.  It's the same
one where you were last year.

   "Today's physical will be a little different from the one on Monday, but
we think it's necessary because want to make sure you're ready for a big
season.  You've got to do a lot better this year, because the pro scouts
are watching closely, and if you want to be drafted, you've got to be
really focused on playing well, physically and mentally.  We're going to
help you, starting today."

   "Wait," he said.  "Is this some kind of revenge/payback thing?  Don't
you all have new boyfriends?  Are you still thinking about me?"

   The other girls laughed, but not Josie.  "To be fair," she said, "Inez,
Mary, Kathy and Carmela are dating much nicer guys and wouldn't have
thought of this.  But I'm not, and I told you yesterday that I would never
forget how you played me.  When I explained your physical, they were
hesitant, but I reminded them of what you did to them.  It was easy because
you did exactly the same things to them as you did to me.  In the end, I
persuaded them that this would help me with closure and be fun for all of
us -- all of us, except you, of course."

   "Help!" yelled Max as loud as he could, and he kept yelling until Josie,
Mary and Kathy came over.  Josie and Mary held his head tight, while Kathy
stuck something in his mouth and then fastened it tight with a band around
his head.

   When they had finished, they stepped back and looked at him.  "That's a
ball gag," said Josie.  "Nobody's around to hear you in this abandoned
office building.  I found out it was going to be torn down next week, so I
scouted it out and paid the security guard to let us have this room.  He
doesn't make his next rounds until mid-afternoon, and we'll be finished by
then.

   "But we don't want a lot of noise right now to distract us.  You can
breathe through your nose and through that hole in the center of the ball.
It's time to begin the exam.

   "Do you feel funny inside, Max?  If you do, it's probably because of the
two enemas the nurse gave you after she knocked you out?  Do you remember
that my sister is a nurse in Milwaukee?  You never met her.  Do you
remember the nurse who injected you?  She was wearing a surgical mask, but
maybe you remember her body type or her hair color.  It's funny, but my
sister looks completely different from how you'd describe that nurse.

   "The nurse sedated you and then cleaned out everything inside you so
you'd be shiny and bright for your physical in case we had to examine in
there.  Relax and stop twisting.  We're not going there yet.  First we need
to examine your testicles.

   "You can see what we're doing, but I'll explain in case you don't
understand.  Carmela and Kathy are each fastening a strap around one of
your ankles.  They're long straps, and now they're guiding them up your
body and over your shoulders.  Now they're going behind your head and
pulling on the straps, and your ankles are being lifted up and pulled
toward your head, and you are doubling over.  They're doing it slowly so
you don't pull any muscles, but you've got such good flexibility that you
can twist your body and make impossible shots under the basket, so it's not
hurting you at all.

   "Now, Inez, Mary and I are pulling your body forward, so your butt is
all the way at the end of the examining table.  I'm pushing in the
extension because your feet are way back past your ears, so you don't need
it anymore.  Now Carmela and Kathy are pulling your feet apart and tying
the straps down to the table behind you to hold them that way.  Do you feel
how your butt cheeks opened up when they did that?  I bet you can feel a
breeze down there.  They're laughing because I just put my lips close to it
and blew across it.

   "So I'm looking deep into your asshole, and then right above it, I see
two of your prized possessions.  They are big and round and sticking out.
But we think maybe they need to be taken down a notch or two.  No, we're
not going to punch them or kick them.  That's too fast.  We want to remind
you much longer to think about how you treat women.

   "First, we're going to cool those big things because they seem to be so
large that they are almost bursting out of your sack.  That's why you
jumped just now, because we're soaking them in a bowl full of ice water to
give them some relief.  In a few minutes they will be much smaller and
looser inside the sack.  Do you notice that we've got two video cameras
we're passing around so that we can film everything we're doing from two
angles?  I think we are going to be reviewing this physical a lot in future
years.

   "There, now they're hanging looser and a lot easier to work with.  Just
like they each took an ankle, Carmela and Kathy are now each taking a
testicle, separating them and wrapping a thin leather cord where they
connect to the sack.  The cord is going around twice and then tied into a
knot.  You'll see it when you get your copy of the video, but right now all
you can do is feel it.

   "This next part is the fun part.  With a thick piece of twine, we're
tying something to the cord around each testicle.  It's a metal pail, a
small child's pail, like what you take to the beach.  There, now there's a
pail hanging from each of your balls, and we're ready to start the game.

   "We drew a line on the floor about five feet from the pails, and we're
going to pitch half-dollars into the pails.  The first one who gets to
fifteen wins.  OK, we're starting.  Can you hear the noise of the coins
going into the pails.  We're all throwing at the same time, so some of the
coins are hitting each other and landing on the floor.  We keep track of
our own score.

   "There, it didn't take long to finish throwing 10 coins.  Inez is
leading with eight.  Let me look inside the pails.  One of them has 16
coins and the other has 14.  With the weight of the pails, that means each
of them is about half a pound, and from the way they're pulling your
testicles down from your body, you can probably feel them.  I see you're
shaking.  We'll wait until you calm down a little and get comfortable with
the pain before we finish.

   "OK.  Ready girls?  This time we're going to keep pitching half-dollars
until someone gets to 15 and yells out.  Let's go."

   By the time Mary won the game, Max was twisting wildly back and forth.

   "They're really hanging low now," said Josie.  "We're going to leave
them there to stretch some more.  There's almost a pound pulling on each
ball now, and we can always add more later.  By the time we're done, I
think the pails will be on the floor.

   "All that stretching hasn't made your thing grow at all.  It's almost as
small as when we cooled it down, but we're going to test it to make sure it
still works.  You can watch this test, Max, because unlike your hanging
balls, you can see your penis.  It's up in the air and facing you.  I'm
going to put this large transparent plastic sheath over it now.  You see
the tube running out of the other end.  You can't see it, but the tube is
connected to a small compression machine we have on a stand next to you. 
When I turn it on right now, it's going to suck you in.

   "Did you feel that.  It's on the lowest setting, so it won't hurt you,
but it will keep up a steady sucking action, and you can see through the
tube and watch your progress.  The pain from your hanging balls is working
against the stimulation, so it may be hard to get you excited.  No, I'm
wrong.  You're already responding.

   "When the sucking machine makes you come, you'll get some physical
pleasure, but there might be some mental anguish, too.  Because you don't
want to come, Max.  The reason is that each time you come, I'm tossing five
more half-dollars into each bucket.  It's not a lot more weight, but the
sucking machine isn't going to stop until the physical is over, so the
fewer times you come, the less weight on your balls.

   "And try to hold still, not like what you just did.  When you squirmed
just now, your body movement made the buckets start swinging from side to
side.  I bet that really hurt.  Yes.  I see you've started to cry.  Uh oh,
there goes your body again.  I guess it's hard to control it when you come.
Now watch as the semen is going up that tube and away.  It's ending up in a
container next to the machine.  You're shriveling up again, but the sucking
machine won't stop, so let's see how long before you're hard again.

   "Meanwhile, let's drop the additional coins into the buckets.  Your sack
is really stretching.  I wonder if it will ever go all the way back to
where it was.  Don't worry.  I'm sure it will, but it might take some time.
Oh!  You really jumped there.  I guess the extra coins are having an
effect.

   "And look here, your penis is all up and big again.  You want to hold
off on your orgasm as long as you can, remember?  But this time Inez is
going to try to speed it up.  She's covered her fingers with some lube, and
she's putting one of them inside your anus and feeling around for your
prostate.  When she finds it, she'll massage it a little and--there, she
found it.  That was quick.  You came again and the pails are swinging.  The
pain must be driving you mad at the same time you're coming.

   "Inez is going to add another finger as I put more coins in the buckets.
And now she's sticking three into you along with some more lube.  I see
that's not feeling good, but it can't be as bad as the buckets that started
swinging when you tried to move away from her.  Now there are four, and
she's moving them in and out of your anus and adding more lube with her
other hand.  Now she's got five in you, and she's speeding up.

   "Are you ready for her whole hand?  It's not going in until you come. 
Her hand wants to come inside you at the same time as your semen is coming
outside you.  Now you have another reason for trying to keep from coming. I
see you're trying hard, but that little sucker won't stop, so we'll just
wait.

   "Om my!  That was a painful orgasm.  As you came, she stuck the hand in
up to her wrist and you moved so wildly that the buckets started swinging
in a crazy movement and really pulled your balls in all directions.  OK,
Inez is going to pull out and then push slowly back in a few times, like
that, while I add the coins.

   "Now her slender arm is pushing gently and sliding through all the lube
inside you.  She's stopping just before her elbow to give you a chance to
prepare yourself.  I see your penis is starting to stir a little.  It's
taking longer now than before.  And there she goes, past the elbow,
further, further, all the way to her shoulder.

   "Now she's going to stay that way while I give you a snack.  See this.
It's a funnel, and it fits nice and tight into the hole in your ball gag,
like this.  Don't worry, you can breathe around the hole.  Now I'm lifting
the container from the suction machine into the air so you can see how much
of your creamy semen is in there.  And now you see me pouring it into the
funnel.

   "Soon it will go into your mouth, and you need to be prepared.  You've
got to swallow as fast as possible.  Otherwise, there's no telling what
could happen.  You don't want to drown in come, do you, Max?  Don't worry,
I won't let that happen.

   "You've shut your mouth tight to keep the semen out, so while you do
that, think about how you're going to handle that smelly, disgusting cream.
I'm sticking my finger into the container and scooping a little out.  Now
I'm going to paint your face with it, right above your upper lip.  See how
I'm pushing a little into each nostril, so you can smell it better.  I'll
add a little more to each nostril now until they're both stuffed.

   "There, you had to open your mouth finally to breathe, and a whole bunch
of goo poured into it.  You don't seem to be handling it well.  You're
coughing some out and sneezing it out your nose and choking.  Try to
swallow as fast as you can.  That's it.  Now you're swallowing your snack.
I hope you enjoy it.  There's more to come, so to speak.

   "And look while that happened, you came again and probably didn't even
notice.  While I'm adding the coins, Inez is slowly pulling her arm out of
you, and when she gets all the way back to the wrist, she's going to ball
up her little hand into a fist and pull it out slowly to see how big she
can make the hole between your butt cheeks.  There she goes.  That's some
big hole.  It wasn't hard for Carmela to put two of her fingers into it
easily.

   "Yes, that's right, Max.  Each of us is going to put his hand unto you
just like Inez.  I'm after Carmela.  We're going in the order of hand size.
The last one is Kathy, who has huge hands.  I think Carmela might be able
to get as high inside you as Inez, but I don't think the rest of us will
get that far, even though we'll try.  Carmela already has four fingers
inside you going to town, but I don't see any signs of life in your penis
yet.  But we aren't in a hurry.

   "Look at that.  With all the pain of your ball stretching and Carmela's
five fingers going in and out, your penis still won't give up.  It's going,
going, gone!  Not much came out that time, just a little, but you probably
didn't notice as Carmela's hand went in.  Now she'll begin moving it until
she's got her whole arm buried in you while I add some coins.  It looks
like she's having trouble with her bicep because she works out, but there
it goes.  You fit her like a glove.

   "Now she's pulling out and making a fist to gape you again, and then I'm
next.  Your penis is just starting to stir.  I'm going to take off your gag
for now, and I won't put it back on until you're ready for another snack
from the funnel.  We want to hear you responding to the physical, and I
don't think you've got much voice left because I could hear you screaming
all the way through that last orgasm."

   After Kathy had pulled out her fist and opened up a giant gape and he
had been fed the accumulated semen from his continuous orgasms, Josie
leaved over his face, where the semen he had coughed and sneezed out was
drying in blotches.  "We're almost finished with the physical, Max," she
said.  "You should have seen how big your gape was just now.

   "You know this was all about the anal sex that you forced on us.  Well,
you didn't force us, but you convinced each of us that we were special to
you and we were the one you wanted to spend your life with and how you were
going to sacrifice to make us happy and how anal sex would take our
connection to an intimate level that you never had with the other girls you
dated.  So you didn't force us, you conned us and you lied to us.  None of
us liked anal sex, but we did it for you anyway, just like you're doing it
for us today.

   "But all of this is just a preliminary, because a hand is not a penis,
and even Kathy's hand is not as big as the penis we found for you.  We
heard about him, and maybe you've seen him in the showers if you like to
look at your other guys' equipment.  He thinks nobody on the team does
that, so only his girlfriend knows his secret.  But after today, you can
check out all your teammates and try to figure out which one is about to
make love to you.  We're going to put a blindfold on, so you won't know,
but we'll give you some information that girls know but most boys don't.

   "See, the size when you're hanging loose often doesn't match up with the
size when you're aroused.  Some guys with big, long things grow just a
little when they get excited.  And others who aren't that large and long --
although they're still plenty big -- they blow up like a tire.  They get so
thick and long that they don't even look real.  We wonder if you'll guess
which of the 15 guys on your team is like that.

   "OK, is the blindfold tight?  Good.  Bring him in.  He's not gay, but
he's willing to help us because we've explained how this is going to help
you and the team improve this year.  Do you feel his thing pushing at your
hole?  We're not filming this part, so you won't see him, but he looks
amazing.  We can't believe that thing is going to fit inside you.

   "Wow!  Even though you're out of breath, that was a pretty good scream
as he broke into you.  He's going to be careful as he moves deeper, because
we don't want him to tear anything.  You're squirming, and your balls are
really swinging.  I'm afraid they're going to rip, girls, so hold those
heavy buckets steady for a while.  We'll let them go just before Max's
friend comes so he can experience all the pleasure and pain together.

   "Max, listen to me.  We're going to help you get through this by using
the sucking machine controls.  I see your buddy has bottomed out.  He's all
the way in, and you can feel his balls bouncing on your ass.  It looks like
the machine has you ready to come, but we'll shut it off for a minute as
your teammate slowly pulls out and then moves back in.  There he goes.  I
know how I felt when you were pulling the insides out of my anus, or at
least that's what I thought was happening.  I'm glad you're getting a
chance to feel that, too.

   "Now he's moving a little faster going in, and your penis is drooping,
so we're going to turn the machine back on.  Now he's picking it up again
as he pulls out and goes back in.  He knows to increase the pace very
slowly each time.  Oh, the penis looks like it's ready to go off again. 
Time to shut off the machine.

   "That's a good rhythm your buddy has going now.  You're really
responding with your whole body and your voice.  It's a good thing we're
keeping the buckets steady or your balls would be flying across the room by
now.  I think when we turn on the machine this time, everything will be
ready.

   "There, you're getting hard and he's starting to lose control.  He's
going to hold back until we see you ready to come.  It won't be long now.
Let go of the buckets, girls.  The pain of them swinging doesn't seem to be
affecting your penis at all.  And there you go.  Just a little came out,
but I'm sure you can feel that huge load exploding inside you like it's
from a power hose.  There's so much come that that it's squeezing out
around that giant penis.  OK, try to hold still and relax as he pulls it
out.

   "That's it girls.  Get him out of here and turn on the camera.  It looks
like your asshole is a huge pot overflowing with boiling cream.  Is that
how it feels?  Now it's slowly closing up.  Maybe you can tell us what
you're feeling later when you are able to talk instead of gasping and
crying.

   "OK, Mary, please disconnect Max's penis and pull the tube out of the
suction cup and bring it here.  And then put the ball gag back on.  Not
much came out of you that time, Max, but your ass is full of goo your buddy
deposited, so you'll have plenty to eat.  I'm sticking the suction tube
inside you now.  Your huge gape is gone, but you're still loose enough that
it's going in easy.  I'm going to vacuum everything inside of you into the
collection container.

   "Look.  I'm holding up the tube.  Can you see all the semen streaming
out of your ass.  It's going to fill the container all the way to the top.
You're going to make a big meal out of your teammate's come.  That's
something you and he will always have together -- if you can figure out who
he is.  He made us promise that we wouldn't tell anyone because he doesn't
want people to think he goes both ways.

   "It's starting to slow down.  In a minute, it will be all out, and
you'll get your nice warm meal."

   Even though Max had learned to adjust to the semen pouring into his
mouth from the funnel, there was so much this time that as it kept flowing,
he couldn't swallow fast enough and once again, it went to places that
irritated him enough that he coughed and sneezed a lot of it out over his
face, which was barely visible now under multiple coats of dried come. 
Although he closed his eyes, it seeped into them and made them burn.

   Finally, the funnel was removed, and then the gag.  He was gasping and
crying as he lay there while the girls walked around him and talked and
giggled to each other.  Then everyone left except Josie.

   "We're nearly done with the physical," she said.  "All that's left is
your immunization.  No, it won't be the sedative that the nurse gave you
before.  This one is to make sure you stay fit and focused on having a
great season.  And then this physical will be finished, and we'll take you
home.  Then you're going to make some decisions that could affect the rest
of your life.

   "See what the girls are bringing.  They've got a slimy mix there that's
whiter than semen.  It's Badger white, one of the team colors.  Carmela's
going to take the penis, Inez one testicle, Mary the other one and Kathy
the feathers.  While they're working on you, I'll explain.

   "The white color is mixed with one of those crazy glues that's super
strong and durable and hard to break apart.  We're not going to glue your
penis to your stomach like some women have done to get revenge on their
cheating husbands.  What we want is a different kind of reminder.

   "The girls will be working the glue into your pubic hair around your
penis and balls, staying away from your anus, where it could cause
problems. Then Kathy will cover the glue with white feathers.  After that,
they'll begin covering your balls that are hanging so low from your
stretched sack.  They'll spread the glue all over the testicles and the
sack.  Meanwhile, they'll also cover the penis, from the balls up to two
inches from the end.

   "We added a couple of blue pills to the semen mixture in your last
snack, so let's see if they are working.  There we go.  We don't need the
suction machine now.  All it took was a few strokes, and you're standing at
attention.  We want the glue to cover you while you're fully aroused. 
After a thick layer of the glue and paint mixture covers your package,
Kathy will add the white feathers all over everything, and we'll wait for
it all to dry while caressing the last couple of inches of your penis so it
stays hard.

   "When it's all dry, we will start on the second layer of glue mixed with
paint, followed by more feathers.  And then comes a third layer and more
feathers.  That should do it.  The glue will be attached to your stretched
balls and your aroused penis, and it will hold them in their position even
when your penis is no longer aroused.  They'll all be Badger white.

   "But our colors are red and white, so the final part is adding the red.
We'll carefully turn you over and move the parts of your package so they
don't get hurt, and then we're going to paint your butt red.  We will do
this in the same order we fisted you, starting with Inez and ending with
Kathy.

   "Each of us is going to spank you as hard as we can with both hands on
both butt cheeks, and we won't stop until we can't move our arms anymore.
You'll get red quickly, and eventually you'll get bruised so deeply that
the color will won't fade for a long time.  By the time Kathy's big hands
finish with you, your butt will probably start splitting, and there will be
some bright streaks of blood.  It will hurt for a long time after today,
but we know you can play through pain when you need to.

   "When we're done, we'll drive you home so you can rest up and get ready
for the other physical on Monday morning.

   "Here's what we don't want you do to.  You could go to a doctor or the
hospital emergency room, and they will remove the glue.  They'll admit you
to the hospital and keep you there until you've recovered.  If you want the
glue removed quickly, they'll have to use some chemicals that could damage
the skin if they come in contact with it.  You've got so much glue on you
that it's almost a sure thing that you'll get some chemical burns that
they'll have to treat while you're in the hospital.  You'll probably be
there at least a week.

   "Also, the glue is so entangled in your pubic hair that the hair will
have to all be removed.  As careful as they'll be, it will be painful as
the hair comes out, and you'll have to be treated for that.  Even when
you're hairless and glueless and the doctors discharge you, they won't
clear you for any physical action because of all the trauma to your crotch.

   "It will be weeks before you are allowed to do anything, and since you
won't be able to move much, you will have to start slowly once they let you
exercise.  By the time you get to the level of conditioning you are in now,
the season will nearly be over.  Maybe you'll be ready to play in the last
few games, but it will be limited action.  If the Badgers are invited to
the Big Dance, maybe you'll be ready to go all out, but without their star
in the lineup all season, it's doubtful if their record will be good enough
to make it.

   "You're good enough that when you go to the summer clinics next year,
some pro team will take a chance on you, but it will be a lot different
than the scouts watching you play the entire season and drafting you and
giving you a lot of money to sign."

   "We're not fans of yours, so we don't care about that, but we're Badger
fans, so here's what we'd rather you do.  On Monday morning, when you're at
your second physical, tell the doctors and nurses -- I'm sure everyone in
the office will want to look at you -- that you and some girl friends went
wild over the weekend and in a frenzy of school loyalty did some body
sculpture and painting and turned you into a red and white genital mascot
for the Badgers.

   "Tell them you won't go to the hospital, that you want to keep your
colors and that your friends will help you carefully remove the glue.  Tell
them that the glue isn't going to interfere with your playing ability, that
you can handle the discomfort and you'll prove it to Coach.  Get them to
clear you on everything else and tell them that if they want to write a
note to the coach to make sure you can handle the drills and the running,
you'll accept that.

   "When you leave the doctor's office, before you go to school, go to a
park and practice a little for the afternoon.  Do some running and jumping
and go through some of your moves.  You're going to feel a lot of
discomfort and some pain, but you'll figure out how to deal with it.

   "After school, Coach is going to want to look at you, and he's going to
be angry.  You're smart, Max.  I know you don't like to use your brain, but
you're smarter than you let on.  You need to persuade the coach that you
will play even better all painted and glued than you did before.  He won't
believe you and will run you through some drills and then watch you during
practice.

   "He'll notice that all the glue and pain affects your performance, but
you need to convince him that you can still play well enough to help the
team.  He'll be disgusted with you, but if he sees that his former star can
at least be a role player, he won't kick you off the team.  That's why
you've got to practice in the park after your physical, so you are ready to
show him he still needs you.

   "If you manage that, our plan kicks in.  Every day after school, you and
I are getting together, either at my place or yours.  The safest way to
remove all that stuff stuck to you is plain soap and water, but that's a
slow process.  While I work on you, you're going to be busy.  First, you'll
have something to eat.  Then you are going to work on your classes.  I know
you don't care how well you do, but you're going to show Coach that you are
no longer just getting by.  We won't need your tutor anymore, because you
are going to get straight A's without him.  I know you are intelligent
enough to do that if you are motivated.

   "You'll be motivated, because unless you do what I tell you, I'll send
you home, and you can try to get the glue off some other way, which is
going to mean the hospital and the end of your season.  So you'll study
hard, and I'll drill you to make sure you're ready for every exam.

   "When you've finished your homework and study session, you won't be
done. Because then we're going to watch film.  I'm going to be shooting
practices for Coach, and I'll have copies of them, and I'll also borrow the
videos of our opponents' games that you watch with the team.  Together,
we're going to go a lot more in depth about who you're up against and also
about what you're doing right and wrong and some new things for you to try.
You're going to take notes and look at them every day before practice.

   "You're going to have to give up dating on the weekends, because you'll
be too busy and too tired.  One look at your feathered glued balls and
penis, and your date will be laughing too hard to have sex anyway.  The
only thing she could do is suck on the two inches of your penis sticking
out of the glue, and you couldn't offer her anything except your tongue. 
Maybe some girls would go for that, but I promise you that if they do,
they're going to take some photos on their phone when you're not looking,
and you'll be even more famous than you are for your slam dunks.

   "I don't think you want that, so no sex for now.  I'll leave the sucking
machine in your apartment, and you can use it if you need some relief.

   "All the games are on Thursday and Saturday.  Saturday will be for
resting and studying.  You can stay in your apartment, but if I find you're
going out and doing stupid stuff, you'll have to spend the day here where I
can watch you.  Sunday, you're going to be training.

   "First, we'll go to the weight room, and then the two of us are going to
be on the court, testing out things we've been talking about during our
nightly skull sessions.  You're going to work on individual moves but also
expand your skill set.  By the end of the season, you're going to be able
to play every position on the team, even point guard.  When someone
important is injured, Coach will know he has the option of moving you to
that position.

   "Once I see you're ready, I'm going to invite one other player at a time
to join us on Sunday for two-man drills.  We're going to create some
exciting plays that you and your teammate are going to show Coach on
Monday. By mid-season, he's no longer going to be disgusted with you,
because he'll be amazed at how you're a completely different player this
year, someone he can count on to be reliable and to give him something
extra when the team needs it.  And the scouts are going to be buzzing
around like bees.

   "If you do what I want, you'll be starting your season with a painful
physical, but you'll end it with an MVP award, followed by a pro contract
and a lot of money.  This season will be the one you will remember the as
the best of them all, the greatest time of your life.

   "Unfortunately, you'll think about it a lot in the future, because I
know you well enough to predict what will happen later.  By the time of the
tournament, the glue and paint will all be gone and you'll be back in
action.  Maybe you'll control yourself until the team has gone as deep as
it can or even wins the whole thing.

   "But even if you can do that, you'll soon be chasing one woman after
another.  You'll become one of those NBA players with a slut in every city
you play in, and soon they'll each have a kid for you to support. 
Eventually, all the offcourt play will catch up with you and you'll be too
mentally and physically distracted to play well.  Or maybe you'll just be
unlucky with an injury.

   "Since you'll be spending all your money as fast as it comes in, when
you're washed up as a player, your life will be washed up, too.  Your
support payments will send you into bankruptcy, and then there will be
nothing left.  Maybe you'll finally use your brains and do something, or
you might become a bitter alcoholic.

   "Whatever happens, you'll always remember your fabulous senior season
with the Badgers as you live out the rest of your sad life.  That memory
will be my gift to you.

   "Look at me.  I don't know why I'm crying.  Why should I care about how
you'll wreck your life?  My problem is sometimes I sympathize too much with
people who make their own bad luck.  Anyway, I've talked so long that all
the layers of glue are dried, and we're ready to turn you over and start
painting your butt cheeks red."



   When Kathy was so tired she couldn't lift either arm anymore, Max's
buttocks were different shades of color, not just Badger red.  There were
ugly blotches from deep bruises, open sores where the skin had been flayed
away and patches of blood.  Once he began babbling insanely, they released
his restraints, and he curled up in a fetal position as they continued to
spank him.  He made little high-pitched sounds each time their hands
connected.

   As Kathy moved away from him, the others came forward with disinfectant
and soap and water and towels and carefully cleaned him up as he lay there
watching them.

   "I'll stay with him until he feels strong enough to sit up," said Josie.
"Why don't you all go get something to eat and bring something back for us.
He's pretty weak."

   "I don't think that's a good idea," said Carmela.  "We trust you, but we
know that you despise him so much that he could set you off and you'd do
something you might regret that could send us all to jail."

   "Do you really think I'd do that, Carmela?" said Josie.

   "No, but why take any chances," Carmela said.  "Besides, if the idea is
to get him motivated enough to sit up and get ready for us to take him
home, who is the last person he wants near him?"

   "You're right," said Josie abruptly.  She was trying to hold back her
tears as she looked at him.  He was gazing at her without any expression.
Finally, she couldn't control herself and for a minute her body shook with
her sobs.  Then she managed to take hold of herself and said, "OK, I'll go
with you."

   "I'll stay with him," said Carmela.  "He knows that when he broke up
with me I didn't hate him.  I just thought he was pathetic."

   After the other girls left and the door shut, Carmela sat down on the
doctor's stool and rolled up to where Max was lying on the examining table,
looking up at the ceiling.

   "I have something to tell you that you might want to hear, Max," she
said, "but I'm only going to tell you if you want me to."

   There was silence, and then a small voice said, "What is it?"

   "I'm glad to tell you, Max," said Carmela, "but I'm not going to tell
you until you sit up and speak in your normal voice again.  Your punishment
is over, so you aren't a little boy anymore."

   Max lay silently.

   After a few minute, Carmela said, "One other thing, Max.  What I want to
tell you is going to be a secret between us, and once the girls come back,
it will be too late, so you'll never hear it."

   Groans and shifting sounds broke the silence as Max attempted to move
his body.  Carmela got up and put her hands around him and helped him sit
up.  At first, he was leaning forward so far that it looked like he might
fall off the table, but gradually he lifted his head up a little and looked
at her.  "Is this OK?" he said.

   "Yes," said Carmella.  "I want you to know that this whole thing was
Josie's idea.  She thought of everything.  The rest of us were angry at
you, but not angry enough to think of something like this.  At first, some
of us weren't going to go along, because it was all so weird.

   "The weirdest thing was that speech she made.  We asked her why she had
to say all that stuff because it wouldn't make any difference to you.  And
forcing you to study and improve your basketball skills?  That was too
weird.  We agreed with her that you were going to end up broke and sorry,
but if the coach kicked you off the team, it would have been pretty much
the same result.  Why the strange story line?

   "Then we started getting to know Josie.  She is one amazing woman.  Did
you know that after she became the team manager last year, she made a few
remarks to the coach about some of the things she saw in practice?  Did you
know the coach now thinks of her as his assistant?  She watches all the
film with him, and whatever she suggests, he does, because it always works.
My boyfriend is on the team, and he told me the coach wants her on his
staff after she graduates, and he told her he'd find an alum who will
subsidize her salary until it's as big as his.

   "But she's not going to do that.  She has some wonderful plans for her
life.  She loves to help people, but she's smart about it.  She knows that
it takes creativity to get people to do things for themselves that they
should be doing.  We all agreed that whatever she goes into, she's going to
be a superstar and probably famous.

   "And that's when we all decided to help her.  Because as smart as she
is, we don't know if she knows what we know.  I think you know it now, too.
She is totally and sadly in love with you.  I say sadly, because I think
you'll agree with us that you don't deserve her love.  She set up this
whole thing to help you do what you should have done for yourself.  She
disguised it as revenge to hide her real motive.

   "Josie keeps telling us you're really smart, so despite what she said,
we think she's hoping that sometime during the season, you'll wake up and
grow up.  I don't know, because while we were dating, you never did
anything that made me think of you as smart.

   "What it comes down to is this.  You're going to be spending a lot of
time with Josie the next few months, and none of it will involve sex.  If
you are really smart, you'll fall in love with her and ask her to marry
you. She'll make sure you have an amazing family and an amazing career,
instead of ending up broke and bitter.

   "But I'm warning you that if you find that you don't really love her,
don't try to have your cake and eat it, too.  You can't marry her and still
live the NBA lifestyle.  She'll find out, and she'll leave you, and you'll
end up the same as she described.

   "I can't believe that any smart man who gets to know her wouldn't fall
for Josie.  All of us have only known her a few months, and we're so much
in love with her that I think we'd die for her, and we know she'd do the
same for us.  But if you really have no chemistry, tell her honestly and
beg her to be your trainer and manager.  I think she loves you so much that
she'll do it.  And then I and her other friends will find her someone who
really deserves her.

   "I debated about telling you this next thing, but I'm sure she'll
eventually tell you herself.  You know your teammate who just fucked you?
Well, he was a giant dildo.  We've been saving our boyfriends' rubbers for
more than a month and pouring the come into a big jar.  We heated it up
before we came here and poured it all into a big pouch inside the dildo. 
When your dildo buddy came, we squeeze a bulb to ejaculate all the come out
of the dildo into you.  We wanted to hire a big gay guy to do the real
thing and film it, but Josie wouldn't hear of it.  Remember, if she tells
you, you need to act surprised.

   "I'm not expecting you to respond to what I'm saying to you, Max, but I
want to know if you understood what I just told you.  If you can't speak
except in that whiny little boy voice, just nod your head, and I'll be
satisfied."

   "I understand," he said in a quiet whisper.

   "Thank you, Max," said Carmela.  "We finished just in time, because I
hear voices.  They must have gone to the Denny's on the next block to be
back this fast."

   "You're a miracle worker, Carmela," said Josie as she walked into the
room.  "How did you do it?  If I didn't know better, I would even swear Max
is trying to smile at me.

   She walked up to Max.  "Max, just relax now," she said.  "You're
probably wondering if I've got some more sadistic plans for you.  You're
looking at me in a strange way that I've never seen before.  It's probably
a little bit of fear mixed with a lot of hate.  You're mean and selfish,
but you probably never really hated anyone before.  I have to take credit
for teaching that to you, I guess.

   "But there's no reason to be afraid of me anymore, Max.  I promise you
what I told you before was true.  I'm not going to hurt you anymore.  You
can believe me.  What did you say?  I didn't hear you."

   "I said, I believe you," he said softly.  A minute later, she slowly
turned to look at her friends.  She shrugged her shoulders and turned up
her hands to show she was as puzzled as they were about why he was holding
her tightly and sobbing.  

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