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The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 7. Meeting New Friends


"I want to see Taylor dance with Cheetah."

Everybody had crammed into Shannara's bedroom, everyone that is except for Uncle Owen. Taylor didn't want to go into the bedroom, but
when he suggested staying in the living room to watch tv with the uncle, big sister yanked him up by the arm. As soon as the door is closed some
hasty introductions are made. Taylor already knows everyone except for the tall dark haired boy in the loincloth and the kid in the monkey suit.
The Tarzan is named Dillinger. Taylor was impressed how Dillinger was perfectly suited for being a Tarzan, with well defined muscles and an
actual six-pack showing on his taut abs. Shannara proudly stated Dillinger did wrestling and baseball and that he could do 50 pushups. The
one in the monkey suit is named Pat, and that is all that was said about Pat. Being dressed in a furry suit with a full over the head mask on,
Taylor has no idea if Pat the monkey is male or female.

During the initial exchange of pleasantries, Taylor held onto the front of the tutu with one hand. He didn't have to shake hands, as kids this
age don't bother with that. He did feel a sense of dread, that meeting new people like this in the closed quarters of his cousin's bedroom
left a lot to be desired when his particular costume was a constant source of potential disaster.

When Shannara put some hippie hoppity be-bop pop rock on a small pair of speakers, the potential of danger rose significantly. Shannara
and Tarzan grabbed hands, and in front of everyone they danced to a One Direction song. Taylor backed up into a corner as the others lounged
on the bed or sat on the floor, just enough out of the way to not trip the dancers.

Shannara is a tomboyish type of girl, and her Jane costume didn't make her very feminine. Shannara looks like she could take on Tarzan in
a wrestling match and not be embarrassed. Despite that, everyone thought the dance was a fun sight and many clapped along with the beat.
Half-way through the song Shannara pointed toward the mysterious monkey, and she said, "I want to see Taylor dance with Cheetah."

Everyone laughs when Pat acts like a monkey, half squatting down as the arms go flailing up in the air. Taylor doesn't want to dance, and he
protested. But No never means no when it comes to what a boy wants vs what the girls want. Kiara and Tanya want to see the boy dance.

Shannara sits down on the floor, her back against the wall. She motions for the super macho Dillinger to sit down beside her. They would have
looked like the perfect couple if Shannara was more pretty. Dillinger sure did his part to look perfect, and Taylor was envious of those
athletic legs and broad shoulders. Dillinger would be first one picked for a pickup basketball game or touch football, where Taylor ran the risk
of being the last one chosen.

Cheetah wraps its hairy arms around Taylor's waist, and the monkey and the man (who is dressed like a girl) sway and wiggle their bodies to
the song. Pat grabs Taylor's hands and raises them up higher. Taylor knows this is a disastrous moment, knowing exactly what such a position
will do to the lower part of the costume. Taylor dares to look over where Shannara and Dillinger sit, and sure enough, the expressions on their
faces flip instantly. Sure enough, enough of Taylor's body can be seen from the upward angle. Taylor moves so his backside only faces his
cousin and Dillinger.

"Your cousin ain't wearing no panties," Dillinger says loud enough for everyone to hear. "Nice butt. Who's idea was this?"

Shanarra and the teen girls laugh hysterically. But none of them spills the secret. And somehow Dillinger only got a glimpse of ass, and he
seemed to appreciate the view.

The music system started playing a Harry Styles solo song. The song is "Sign of the Times", and it starts off slow with a solemn piano score.
Once again, Shannara makes dancing partner suggestions.

"Hey Dillinger. Get up there and dance with my cousin."

The monkey quickly hopped onto the bed. Dillinger got up and he steps in front of Taylor. With it being a slow song, the bigger boy wraps
his strong arms around Taylor's waist. Taylor looks down, but this only gives him a view of those amazing abs and the top of the loincloth.
Taylor realizes this bigger boy thinks he is a girl. They did not announce that Taylor is a boy during the introductions, and with the face,
the length of obviously natural blond hair, and the costume makes it plain to see that Taylor is no plain-Jane but a hot to trot girl in a dress.

"Welcome to the final show...hope you're wearing your best clothes."

Taylor can't help but feel out of place while wearing such clothes, and they are certainly not the best choice for the situation. Everyone
in the room, except for Tarzan and Cheetah, know he is a boy. Everyone, including Tarzan, knows Taylor has no undies on under that dress.
Only the monkey is currently left out of the loop on seeing the undies are missing.

"How old are you, Taylor?" Dillinger asks, as the music drones on and Harry Style's high pitched haunting voice says "You look pretty good
down here...but you ain't really good."

Wow...Taylor can tell this guy is getting into him, getting very friendly, and he doesn't know how to feel about that. Taylor can feel the blush
return to his cheeks.

"I'm just twelve. Um...how old are you?"

"I'm fourteen," the hunky barely dressed Dillinger says. "Shannara never mentioned you. I'm glad you showed up. That's a really cute costume,
and you fit it perfectly."

[Trundle]

Oh no, "Tarzan" thinks Taylor is a girl!

This is surely going to end badly for the poor boy, I wonder what will give away that he's actually a boy?

[TeenFan]

The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 8. A Night to Remember


What the HELL is a boy to do when he is dressed up in a princess costume and the guy he's dancing with is beginning to come on to him like a
randy Prince Charming? That is the question at the moment. Dillinger has seen Taylor's bare ass, and the good looking fourteen year old guy is
letting those raging teenage hormones take control.

"Who'd a thunk it Shannara's cousin would be as pretty as you."

The loincloth clad lad is laying on the charm, and all Taylor can do is smile as his cheeks grow warm. It's a slight case of mistaken identity, but it
is nice to be called good looking. In the song, Harry Styles sings "We got to get away...We got to, we got to run". Taylor agrees, knowing he needs
to get out of this, somehow, someway, just get away before Dillinger finds out Taylor the Princess with a pussy is actually a pauper with a penis.

As the song ends, Kiara and Tanya clap their hands. Shannara joins in, and Pat in the Cheetah costume rolls around on the bed. Dillinger
continues the Prince Charming act, as he disengages his hands from Taylor's to bow toward the princess. Taylor responds by doing a clumsy curtsy.
The boy in the tutu dress bends his knees, and dipping down he looks up at the athletic form of Tarzan the Ape man. Coming back up, Dillinger
steps close again. Putting his arm across Taylor's shoulders, the cute dancing duo turn to face their adoring audience.

Taylor even smiled, seeing how everyone else is enjoying the moment, but that smile faded the instant he hears Tanya say, "Give her a kiss."

Shocked and stunned, Taylor glares at Tanya, but the words also made him freeze up. Last chance to try to get away slipping away, Dillinger
pulls Taylor close...say something...the taller dark haired Tarzan smiles as he leans down...do something...shit, he's going for a full on frontal
kiss and Taylor has never kissed a guy before. Never even kissed a girl before! Push him away...too late...Dillinger presses his lips onto those
of the adorable young princess. Tanya howls like a banshee. Kiara laughs like a hyena. Pat the monkey goes "Hoo Hoo Hooo". Shannara sits on
the floor, eyes bugged out as her Halloween date locks lips with Cousin Taylor.

Time stands still. The kiss must have only lasted for a couple seconds, but the moment swept away every other person from the room, swept
every other thought from the mind. Taylor nearly blacks out. "Is this what a swoon is?" Taylor wonders, and "Why is that happening?"

The lip lock ends and Tayor again must face the small number of relatives and some of their friends. His face is burning with shame and the heart
beats like a drum. There is no doubt about it, whether it be by girl or by boy...nobody forgets their first kiss.

Not being able to stop being the wicked bitch that she is, Tanya shouts "Ha ha Dillinger. Guess what...you just kissed a boy." Reaching over,
Tanya grabs Taylor. Then pulling back she wraps her arms around the boy's arms, then yanking backward she drags Taylor onto the edge of the
bed. Getting pulled down like that places Taylor's upper body into a backward leaning seated position. The pink frilly tutu skirt flips up in front.

Everything he's got gets put out on display as the princess is exposed for what she really is.

[Trundle]

What a cliffhanger!

I feel sorry for both Taylor and Dillinger here. I wonder how Dillinger reacts? I'm guessing he's upset. I hope we don't see violence but I can't see it ending well for poor Taylor.

Fantastic chapter. Really love these characters.

[TeenFan]

The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 9. What Could Have Been


While doing laundry duty, while forcibly engaged in Naked Time, Taylor had been thinking about one of the previous times when he lost
control of his clothing choices. The incident was several months earlier, back on Halloween, and it was one of the most intense and often
returned to memories.

As Taylor pulls hot dry clothes out of the clothes dryer, putting them into a basket to carry them to the living room, he stops to hold up
one of the items. It's one of his briefs underwear, a too tight fitting and nearly worn out Jockey style briefs bought at Walmart. If only he
had been wearing one of these under that tutu, then certain things might never have happened, both that night and later on. If Taylor had
been afforded the luxury of wearing underpants such as this, then his personal history may have turned out differently.

* * * * *

Taylor didn't have to be able to see past the ten inches of frilly, multi-layered, pinkish material known as a tutu to know his penis and ball sack
was visible to everyone who is right in front of him. Any uprising of the skirt on the princess dress would be hazardous to his dignity, and that
dignity was being shattered into a million pieces. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his upper body and arms pulled back by that traitorous bitch
known as Tanya, the upturned tutu was no longer in a position to hide anything of importance.

Locked into the unenviable position, Taylor could only look up helplessly as he watched the expressions change on Dillinger's face. The facial
changes went by rapidly from a goofy grin to open mouthed shock with subtle changes in between that would require a slow motion video
sequence.

Out of the periphery of his vision, Taylor could see the brown haired monkey suited person leaning out from the bed on his left. Pat the Cheetah
leaned outward so the monkey could look back toward the bed (and see between Taylor's legs) and see what all the fuss was about. Upon seeing what there was to be seen, the kid in the monkey suit fell off the bed to land with a thump on the carpet.

So what was it that got everyone so worked up? Taylor the twelve year old had no panties to match the pretty pink princess dress, and now
two members of the group know Taylor was not only going commando under the costume, but that Taylor is a boy.

Everyone in the room can see the deception divulged, except for Tanya who remains behind Taylor so she can keep his arms from being able
to move, keeping Taylor from getting up or rolling over.

"That blond haired kid is a boy?" The voice coming from the chimpanzee mask is muffled. Then yanking off the mask, the monkey is revealed
to be another teenage girl to add to the mix.

"Taylor is my brother. We made him wear one of my old costumes. Tanya is the one to get credit for making the choice. It was genius I must
say." Kiara explains the WHO the princess is, but not the WHY said princess has no panties on. No further explanation about the missing
panties was forthcoming, and nobody asked that particular question.

Taylor could see the question was on Dillinger's mind, and the dumbfounded fourteen year old must have had quite a number of questions on
the tip of his tongue...but the only thing that Dillinger could get out is "Ahhhh Ummm..what?

Letting go of one of Taylor's arms, Tanya leans over to grab the top of the tutu skirt sticking upward. Tanya pulls back on it, pulls back and
pushes downward. The tutu gets smushed flat against Taylor's tummy.

The penis is flopped over on the right thigh, half hard and inching higher as the sudden exposure causes a surge of energy to circulate throughout Taylor's body, much of it ending up in the crotch. The ball sack tightened up, the skin smoothing out, each testicle an ovular mound the size
of a pecan. As murmurs and exclamations filled the airspace, Taylor's penis shot up to a size that Pat the monkey would recognize as a familiar
shape, maybe minus some of the curvature that a typical banana has.

"OH My GOD", the voice of Shannara resonates clearly, and Taylor remembers that his cousin, who is one year older than him, can be added to
the list of THOSE WHO HAVE SEEN TAYLOR'S COCK AND BALLS.

Then Dillinger finally had something more relevant to say considering the bizarre circumstances. "Fuck a Duck! Now that is one biggie clity."

[TeenFan]

The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 10. BOY 101


The girls in the room had been laughing, but when Dillinger said "Fuck a Duck. Now that is one biggie clity" they howled like those possessed
by the giggle monster. Taylor focused on the part he found funny, when the Tarzan costumed guy said something that rhymed with duck and
caused one insane mental image to pop into his head. That happened to Taylor a lot, somebody saying something and immediately he could
picture that or something like it. What popped into Taylor's warped imagination is the image of Tarzan getting a little too friendly with the
animals. Jane isn't around, and Cheetah ran up a tree...so Tarzan gets his jollies by grabbing and making love to a large aquatic bird....
Fuck a Duck!

"Taylor's got a big clity. Ha ha, that is crazy," Tanya shouts.

"That is one big love button for a girl. Isn't that sweet," Kiara can barely hold herself up after all that laughing. "But I'm not sure Dillinger paid attention in anatomy class. Maybe we need to do a review for him."

Taylor catches on that his sister and Tanya are focused on the second part of Dillinger's statement. What is confusing is Taylor has no idea what
anyone is talking about. He is tempted to ask what a clity is but thinks it's best to say nothing.

"Tanya, would you like to explain to our dumb friends what sex Taylor is. Go on, please give us a demonstration."

Tanya wasted no time in agreeing to Kiara's suggestion. She keeps her weight on Taylor's body, pulling him all the way down onto his backside,
then she moves her own body forward until her face is only mere inches from the exposed body parts.

"Now gather around children. I'll explain it all for you."

Taylor wants to roll over. He wants to roll off the bed, but Tanya is half lying down on top of his body. He can't lift up a girl who is several
years older than he is. He can't see it, but he sure feels it when something grabs his dick, lifts it up. The penis was getting hard already, and
the extra sensation of fingers got him harder in seconds.

"Now Taylor is a boy, though he sort of looks like a girl. You see here...this is his penis. It's not fully grown. You can tell because he don't
have any hair anywhere down here. He's still a boy. Though it seems he grows nicely."

There is mostly silence elsewhere in the room. Everyone is intently watching the lesson. Kiara, Shannara, and Pat have all crowded close
to watch as Tanya's hand slowly slides up and down the prone boy's shaft. Taylor can see most of their faces, looking from one to the other,
and even glanced at Dillinger a time or two as the demonstration drags on. Dillinger, being the only other boy in the room, looks a little
uneasy at what is going on. Maybe he doesn't want Taylor to be handled in this fashion. Maybe he is grossed out by it all, but Dillinger kept
watching instead of looking away.

"Now this sack here has the two testicles. They'll get bigger and make a bunch of sperm cells. As soon as he starts jacking off when he
becomes a teenager you can watch those spermies shooting out. Isn't that right Dillinger? You make big shots with that thing you got?
I know you got something nice tucked down in that loincloth. Would you like to show us?"

Not surprisingly, Dillinger appears nervous, and his face actually got a little pale. Not surprisingly, Dillinger decided that even though the small
loincloth only concealed a small percentage of his body from public view, he was in no hurry to become another part of the lesson in Boy
anatomy class.

"Leave Dillinger alone," Shannara defends her friend. "He's my next door neighbor. It's up to him to take that loincloth off."

Now if only Shannara was as concerned with Cousin Taylor's need for privacy and modesty. She could have spoken up sooner. After all this is
her bedroom in her house. Tanya speeded up the hand jerking and Taylor moans and groans beneath her. Then suddenly she stopped, and she
tightens her grip. Pulling down on her hand, the skin slides down to reveal the purplish head.

Pat the monkey girl moves in, and she wants to use her damn dirty ape paws to go to work on Taylor. Finally Shannara says "That's enough. Let
him get up. Give him some air."

To her credit, Tanya released the hold after that, and laughing she gets off the bed. Taylor immediately pushes the tutu down over his crotch
as if he could undo what the others had seen.

Kiara, Tanya, and Pat continue to laugh, but they also leave the room, the lure of snacks and drinks downstairs getting hold of them. Taylor
continues to lie on the bed as Shannara comes over to sit next to him. A moment later...Dillinger sits down on the other side of Taylor's body,
and to his credit the older boy shows some concern.

"I wish they hadn't done that to you. That wasn't nice at all," Shannara says, as she grabs hold of Taylor's hand. Taylor starts to cry, and crying
is more humiliating than nudity, as he uses his other hand to try to cover the eyes with. The tutu pops back up to expose everything again.

"I'm sorry they did that. Dirty rotten scoundrels," Dillinger sounded sincere and Taylor was able to take some comfort in knowing his cousin
and her next door neighbor can be nice.

"Dude, I really thought you were a girl. But...but for a boy you...you really did look like a princess to me."

"Is he a good kisser," Shannara asks a question that most likely is embarrassing to both boys.

Dillinger giggles, and so does Taylor. The horrible experience beginning to fade. He lifts his head to see the tutu skirt in the sticking up position
and that means he's been on display again, but this time it wasn't so bad. In fact, it was somewhat stimulating. Taylor would probably not
volunteer to show his dick to a girl, but if it had to be done then showing it to his nice cousin is the best way to go. Even the older and bigger
Dillinger wasn't so intimidating anymore.

Taylor gets up on his elbow. "Help me up. I want to get some of that spicy cider. But first...do you have some panties I can borrow...and one
more thing. What the hell is a clity?"

[Trundle]

It can be a little difficult to find updates at the minute with all these moron spammers but thankfully there was another amazing update to this story to enjoy today!

Tanya gave a very informative biology lesson to the room there and Taylor was a very good test subject

Aw nice to see Taylor get some pity from Dillinger and Shannara, although I still loved Taylor managing to accidentally expose himself again when he cried and his tutu dress flapped up.

I wonder if he'll get to wear panties? Is this the end of his humiliation at halloween? Will we go back to present day now? i can't wait to find out.

[TeenFan]

The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 11. New Opportunities


Taylor is feeling a little better, as the Naked Time is nearing the end. Having to fold clothes while wearing no clothes, and not liking it one
bit, is a reminder even wearing a girl's Halloween costume is better than not having a costume to wear. That Halloween event showed
that Taylor could get away with being disguised as a girl to go out amongst the other Trick-or-Treaters. It took some deceptive practices and
outright sabotage for the deception to be discovered by the unknowing and unsuspecting.

The bright side of the whole mess was in learning his Cousin Shannara could be trusted, and that her neighbor, Dillinger, can be a cool guy.

Taylor picked up one of the final items, one that didn't need pre-folding, the slightly damaged boxers that pushed his mom into a frenzy
when she saw them. There was a wee bit of a tear on the left leg seam. A minor unraveling of the seam that holds the seat of the butt part
together is also in evidence, showing evidence in how strong Shannara is when she gets worked up into a frenzy in a wrestling match. That
girl is one tough son of a bitch as a fighter, but super nice and well-mannered otherwise. It was while wrestling Shannara at the park the
damage to the boxers occurred.

Taylor was constantly on the defensive in the match against Shannara. Taylor is the same height as his slightly older cousin, but she outweighs
him by twenty pounds. Dillinger was there as well, but Taylor declined trying to take on the boy who is two years older. Dillinger refereed the
match, meaning he spent the whole time laughing at how easily Taylor could be held down or placed into a bad position. That boy must be
a good wrestler as he is on a wrestling team, but Taylor has yet to witness an actual match at an event. The damage to the boxers happened
when Taylor was lying face down on the ground, and Shannara decided to lift him up by the back of his pants. At first Taylor was lifted up
by both the shorts he has on and the boxers. However, the shorts had already been yanked half way down his ass, so the lifting upward
resulted in Shannara grabbing more boxer waistband than shorts waistband. Each of them could clearly hear the ripping sound.

Mom finding his boxers partially ruined is part of why she put her son into one hour of Naked Time.

Taylor's mom didn't care much for Shannara, thinking the girl was not the best influence on her child. Shannara is an outdoors type of person,
a risk taker when it came to physical things. Taylor griped to his cousin about how mom is overly protective, having been turned down in requests to become a Boy Scout and joining the Bird Watcher's Society. Taylor really doesn't give a shit about birds other than drawing them. He wanted
an excuse to spend more time out of the house.

Taylor takes his folded clothes to his designated small dresser in the one bedroom of the apartment. It's a total wack job to have to keep one's
clothes in the room occupied by two women. Taylor has to either sneak in real early to grab his school clothes in the dark, or he has to wait
until both mom and the sister have left the room. It makes it difficult to leave the house on time to get to school. Kiara is at the student
desk stuck into a corner, was typing away on the computer. Sister was either working on something for school or up to some girl crap on social
media. As Taylor puts his clothes into the dresser, his sister turned around to speak to him.

"I don't know why you try to hide yourself from Tanya. She's seen what you got before."

"My body, my choice," Taylor says, stealing a line that is so much a favorite among women.

Mrs. Clark comes into the room, and she is happy to see the daughter is doing her homework and her son is finished with the housework.
"Only five more minutes to go till you can put something on, Taylor."

"Mom...ah, tomorrow is Saturday and can I run over to Shannara's house. When I was at the park today she asked if I could come over. No
specific time...just to come over sometime."

Mom scowls at the mentioning of Shannara. Taylor is sure his mom is going to say no, but then the complexion on her face smoothed and brightened.

"I was thinking of going to a job fair tomorrow. With your sister getting to working age...I was wanting to take her along with me. Get her
started in thinking about what it takes to get a job these days.

"Oh mom...do I really have to go with you?" Kiara made no attempt to disguise her displeasure.

"Yes you do. You need to do something better than be a working girl...I mean a girl needs to work to earn a living and not depend on a man.
So yes, Taylor can run off to see that crazy cousin of his. He's lucky. He's only twelve and doesn't have to face any adversity or hardship. Just
be home by the time it gets dark. No kid of mine is going to get picked up on the street after dark. That happened to me too many...well
just be home on time dear."

Taylor has to stand there, twiddling his thumbs and scratching his ass as mom looks at her watch to count down the final minute of Naked
Time. Other than the unexpected demands for that impromptu video shoot where he had to do the "Weenie Wave" for Tanya and her peculiar
fetishes, the hour of having to be naked in the house didn't go that badly except for that time mom got a good long look at him with a boner
in the kitchen. Overall, it's just another day at the wild and crazy Clark apartment. Taylor can't wait until tomorrow when he can take the
bike over to Shannara's house.

[Themarble]

Loving this story, hopefully we get to see a bit more of naked time with Taylor, but I think that can happen in the future! I wonder what Taylor wears to bed?

[TeenFan]

The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 12. Color Guard


When Taylor woke up the next morning he was glad his mom and sister were too busy to bother him much. They had to be at the jobs fair
by 11 am, and so they were rushing around like chickens trying to get their looks looking good and their best clothes looking neat and professional.
Taylor could take his time making his own breakfast, watching some tv, and basically doing his best to stay out of the way.

Taylor was glad he had reached the age where he could stay home alone for a day. It was so nice to be considered old enough to take care of
himself for a change. Taylor smiled and waved goodbye when Kiara opened the front door. As mom reached the door she turned around to
deliver some final instructions.

"You be on your best behavior when you go over to my brother's house. I know he does a piss poor job of watching you kids. He's lazy and he
drinks too much on the weekends. The only reason I don't have a babysitter for you is I don't have the money. Don't make me regret leaving
you on your own. Be at your uncle's house or be in this house. No running around on the streets by yourself...or with that no good cousin."

Well, so much for being trusted. Whatever the reason may be, Taylor was glad to have the chance to be the man and do his own thing for a
few hours. He will watch some more tv and then ride his bike over to see Shannara.

Sometimes Taylor and his cousin get taken to the movie theater by Uncle Owen. It can get cold in a theater, especially for a slender twelve
year old, so Taylor made sure to dress warmly enough for going to the mall or a movie with jeans and a pullover sweater. Arriving at Shannara's
house at 1:15 in the afternoon, the weather was cooperating perfectly. Even though it was early March, the temperature is above 80 degrees,
the sun is shining bright, and the ride over was uneventful which isn't always the case. There are gangs of mean kids that roam the neighborhood
like packs of dogs.

One well known prank the neighborhood gangs do is declare certain colors to be BANNED. Blue is a common color for them to choose. The
Rocky Trail Steet gang will stop any kid who happens to be by him/herself. The unlawful color will be declared, often with a color patch
taped to a sheet of paper with the rules written down to make it look more legal like. If the unlucky kid is wearing the banned color, then
that garment has to be removed and confiscated. You can see why blue is a natural choice for such a trick. Any kid wearing blue jeans must
hand over their jeans. Any kid with a blue shirt on loses it. And any kid who also happened to be wearing blue boxers or heaven forbid blue
briefs could end up naked on the street!

Getting stopped by the Rocky Trail Street gang "Color Guard" happened to Taylor back in September, shortly after school began. He was walking
home from school, when a group of three girls and two guys surrounded him on the sidewalk. Taylor had no way to run off, no way to call
for help either. Nobody pays attention when young kids scream or shout for help.

A girl held the clipboard with the official rules of behavior in the Rocky Trail gang territory. The two bigger boys were the enforcers of the rules.
The banned color that day was red. Taylor had on a red and white striped shirt and matching red shorts.

"You know now the color red is banned on this street. You have to give us that shirt and those shorts too," the girl with the clipboard said.

With so many kids surrounding him, Taylor had no way out. He reluctantly took of the shirt. The kids made fun of his pale skin and long hair,
called him girly guy and one called him "Twinkle Tits", whatever the hell that was supposed to mean. Then Taylor had to take off his shorts.
They were baggy shorts, and he could get them off over his shoes. The five kids laughed at the mostly naked long-haired way too white boy.
And of course they made fun of his tighty-whitie briefs, which happened to be of the well known Fruit of the Loom brand.

"Look at Taylor in his tighty whities" the kids had teased him. Then one of the girls grabs the back waistband. Maybe it was only unlucky
happenstance, or maybe the girl recognized the brand and knew enough about the label. The girl pulled the waistband out, then flipped the
band over to reveal the Fruit of the Loom label. On this label there are a variety of fruits in the small graphic design, each fruit very colorful.
The grapes are very blue, and the apple is a bright RED.

"Look what we have here guys. Taylor has the color red on his underwear."

Taylor tried to make a run for it, but he was grabbed and relinquished of that final piece of clothing. After that Taylor was free to run off.
He ran with hands over the crotch as the gang called out comments about how skinny he was, how his ass was as pale as the moon.

Needless to say, Taylor's mom was not pleased when she answered the pounding at the front door to find her son naked standing outside.
It was the day Naked Time was first used. Kiara was so shocked and amazed when she came home to find her brother standing in the corner,
facing outward from the corner with his arms splayed out wide on the walls like he was Spider Man, but stuck in the corner and unable to move.

Taylor lazily rode his bike to his cousin's house. He took the longer way, avoiding Rocky Trail Street. It had been a while since the gang had
stripped someone, but Taylor wasn't taking any chances.