Necrofantasy_New November 22

[Jeepman89]

It's getting more embarrassing for Tim now. I'm sure the 2 kids will get to watch as he gets scrubbed in the tub.

[Themarble]

Oh I can't wait for this bath time story! How will he react to being told he can't cover up? How they will wash his bits and bobs!

[TeenFan]

Necrofantasy
Chapter 10. Rub a Dub Dub, Three Kids in a Tub?


Timothy didn't like to be ordered around, what kid did. Being told to run water for a bath, when it was nowhere near bedtime, felt like an
insult. That his mom remembered he was covered in weird drawings and called Cousin Janie on the phone, insisted on her son getting scrubbed
"Goon and Clean" was humiliating. 'I can take care of myself', Timothy thought as he started to unscrew the turn knobs to get the water going,
then he noticed his bandaged hands. He could barely close his fingers around the knob to get the hot water going, and he realized it would
be impossible to wash himself without the use of his hands.

Tim was just about to try to remove the bandages from his hands when his cousin stepped into the bathroom.

"I'm having a hard time getting my hands unwrapped. These bandages are taped on so tightly." Tim held up his hands to show his predicament.

"Ha...you silly boy. You can't take those off. You have to get washed by somebody else. Your bandages must stay high n dry. Get those panties
off and hand them to me. Take them off and get into the tub, but don't sit down. You will stand up for this one. Now don't argue with me.
This is an order from your mom, and I will get it done to perfection. You hear me mister...off with it."

Feeling the eyes of his cousin burning into him, like she was a soul sucking demon from the underworld, Tim dared not delay anymore. He
hooked his fingers into both sides of the unicorn panties, and he slid them down his legs. Stepping out of them he picks them up, hands the
horrid thing to his cousin. The good news is he no longer was wearing such a foolish and childish garment. Bad news is he was standing naked in
front of his cousin. He'd been in such situations before, but some time had passed and Timothy was older and more developed physically than
on his last birthday half a year ago.

Tim felt like a crippled person, when he has to hold out his right hand, and have his cousin take that hand to steady him. He needed this
slight amount of assistance in getting into the tub when he can't use his hands much, not even to place them on the side of the tub. Tim gets
into the water, and he remains standing. It's an awkward position to remain in. Of course one stands in the tub while taking a shower, but to
stand up in a bath level of water and not sit down in it feels so weird.

"You can use your hand to brace yourself against the wall. Last thing I need is for you to fall over and bust your head."

For a moment Tim thought falling and smacking his head against the tiled wall might be just what the doctor ordered. He'd lose his balance,
fall against the wall getting his head smacked hard. Tim would then stumble and stagger, getting out of the tub just in time before passing
out cold. Tim imagined he would die of brain bleeding before the ambulance got to the house. He could imagine how upset his mom would
be, and somehow this was an amusing thought, picturing how distressed and angry his mom would be, and she would blame Cousin Janie.

Having Cousin Janie be blamed for his death was the only consolation prize, if only he was brave enough to do it, slam his head into a wall.

KNOCK, KNOCK go thumps at the bathroom door. Tim turns his head to see Muffy and Biff stepping into the bathroom. Janie never closed the
door, and now the gruesome twosome had stepped in to check on things. Both kids were grinning something fierce, looking like little devil's in
disguise.

"Can we do the washing?" Muffy asks, and she smiles sweetly at her babysitter.
"Yeah. I want to help too," the brother appears to be just as eager.
"He's bigger than I thought he would be," Muffy says as she gets her first closeup look at the naked boy's exposed parts.

Both kids rush over to the tub, and they look around for washcloths and soap bars. But before either Muffy of Biff could wet a washcloth or
suds up a soap, Janie gives them some unexpected direct orders.

"You guys are not going to get your clean clothes messed up by washing him that way. This is going to be a messy job. If you want to wash
Timothy you have to take those good clothes off. Dress off for you Muffy, and for you Biff take off that shirt and the overalls....come on...
down to your undies if you want to be part of this party."

Biff stripped off immediately, slipping out of his blue overalls, then unbuttoning his red checker long sleeve shirt. Soon he was standing next to
the tub in white briefs.

Muffy looks at her brother, who is down to wearing almost nothing. She looks over at Tim, who can do nothing but stand there with his dick
pointing outward, his bare body beckoning her to touch and humiliate him. The only way she can get her hands on that body is to take her
pretty blue dress off and let Tim see her underwear. It was a tough tradeoff, but the chances of seeing or touching a naked boy don't come
along everyday. Muffy sneers and makes dirty looks, but she takes her dress off. Laying the dress folded neatly on top of the toilet tank Muffy
takes her place next to her brother, and the two siblings wait for final instructions from their babysitter.

Tim looks at Muffy, at her tall slender body. He sees that Muffy has only minuature mounds pushing out a small white bra. Her panties are also
plain white and cotton. They appeared to be of a medium type size, not too large or tiny on Muffy's hips. It was the girl's shapely legs, long
and sexy that got most of his attention. Tim immediately feels the urge to run his fingers up and down the smooth thighs and calves. The
skin is creamy white, the only darkening of skin tone below the knees. Amazingly, Muffy seems to be the only girl Tim has come across who
spends much time wearing old fashioned dresses. Every other kid he know wears mid thigh shorts.

"You can't scrub his penis and balls," the babysitter tells them. "He got a burn ointment put on there by the school nurse. His mom said the
ointment can't be washed off. But everything else, every other inch of his body must be scrubbed clean of any artwork. Just leave those
five and a half inches untouched."

"I got six inches now," Timothy declares in a bold and probably unwise moment. By declaring his growth rate he runs the risk his cousin might
want verification of his specific dimensions.

"How old are you, Timmy?" Muffy inquires, as she leans her head close to the crotch, as she grabs the soap from the dish on the other side of
the tub. "I see you have some hairs, but they got mostly burned away. That sucks, they look real dark. What a shame."

Being specific in his age development, Timothy declares, "I'm thirteen and a half years old. I'm not a little boy. And the hair proves it."

[Jeepman89]

Let the washing begin! I still don't know how old the 2 kids are though.

[TeenFan]

Let the washing begin! I still don't know how old the 2 kids are though.

The finishing sentences of the chapter sets up disclosing the ages of Muffy and Biff in the next chapter. Sometimes I make the audience
wait to find things out at the same speed the main character learns things.

[Jeepman89]

Ok, thanks. That makes sense.

[Trundle]

What I think makes this situation particularly interesting is that Timothy's penis and balls are off limits due to the ointment and the burns. Normally I would imagine they would be the first places the kids would want to scrub and wash.

Maybe it would be more embarrassing for Timothy to get erect without his genitals even being touched? Will he show off his full 6 inches?

[TeenFan]

Necrofantasy
Chapter 11. Moon Rising...Dick Rising


Timid Tim finally had enough. He wasn't about to let those two punk kids, the ones being babysat by his puke inducing cousin, make fun of
his lack of development. He'd grown a lot during his 13th year, and he had also sprouted a dark patch of pubes. He's not exactly a grownup,
but he was not a kid anymore, and Timothy declared his exact age and exact dick size.

Cousin Janie laughed at his impetuousness, the impulsive self-defense of his dignity. The declaration only made Muffy shove her face closer
as she examined his partial boner.

"I'm going to start with the octopus," Muffy says, as she presses the washcloth onto the lowest part of Tim's tummy. The fingers pressed into
the skin as the scrubbing began. The lower part of the washcloth touched the top of the shaft, and as the hand pushes the cloth back and
forth it lightly rubs the base of Tim's dick.

Since Timothy was lying on his backside when the art students painted his body, all the artwork is on the frontside and sides. Biff grabs the bar
of soap and he rubs it directly onto Tim's thigh. The whole thing was horrible, and arousing at the same time, as the two kids soap and scrub the
paint off.

"You think you are a big boy, but I'm taller than you are," Muffy says in a sarcastic tone. "And I'm still twelve. I'll be thirteen in two months.
Those balls hanging there are nothing special. My brother has balls bigger than that. Big balls for an eleven year old."

"Yeah...big balls I got. That's for sure," Biff says and he makes a move like he's going to slam the bar of soap up against Timothy's testicles, but
he stops when Janie shouts at him.

Tim looks at the underwear Biff is wearing. The kid has a bulge pushing outward, but that may be due to how tight fitting the briefs were,
rather than a sign the younger boy has a big set of balls on him.

With his cousin looking on, so amused and smiling, and the babysat duo doing the scrub a dub dub on the boy in the tub, Timothy can do nothing
but wait for it to be over. He closes his eyes, holds out one hand to steady himself against the wall, and he tries to tune out the sensations on
his body. But it doesn't' work too well, as his mind keeps going to where he actually wants the hands of Muffy to end up at...at his dick.
The two kids had been told they can't touch the penis, that it was off limits due to the burn ointment. However, the fingers or the cloth in
Muffy's hands keeps getting oh so near. With his eyes closed he can't tell whose hands are closer to his cock, which hand it is that brushes up
against his balls from between his legs. The feeling of unseen hands is more arousing than actually seeing the hands would have been.

It's not long till Timothy has popped a full erection.

"Look who's getting a hardon."

It was his cousin who said it first, and once the "Adult" in the room had made such an observation, it was open season on picking on the kid
being washed, the one who couldn't keep his dick from rising like a hideous wolf creature during the fullness of the moon. The unwelcome
commentary was to come fast and furious.

"Wow, his face is red. His dick is red."

"How does it bob up and down like that?"

"Is there really a bone in there? Why is it called a boner?"

"I wish we could squeeze it. I squeezed my bro's dick once, when I saw he had a boner in the shower."

"My sister was taking that shower with me. She was tickling me. Not my fault."

That last comment really did the trick. Timothy immediately imagined Muffy and Biff taking a shower together. He could visualize the dick
of the younger brother being grabbed and tickled by the slightly older sister. Erection would be inevitable in such a situation. Timothy could
feel his penis pulsing harder and feeling even more like a hard piece of wood sticking out from his crotch. If only it wasn't for that burn gel
on his penis for protection, how he relished the idea of unknown and unseen hands rising up from the ground to grope him all over.
Ghouls and Goblins who eerily looked just like Muffy and Biff swoop down from trees as he is lying on the ground. Why he is already naked
is of no consequence, just the feeling of fingers poking and prodding as he lies there paralyzed in fear...and soon to be sexual contentment.

As long as he keeps his eyes closed then he can imagine anything and come to enjoy it.

[Jeepman89]

The scrubbing is in full session. Love it!

[Themarble]

How frustrating for poor Tim! All he really needs now is a hand! But will he get one? Or will we see Tim pop off?