Part 4 of horny kids and their plans to get into people's pants
(can be read as a sequel to " Daniel's guide on how to safely fuck your baby boy (and other kidfucking tips)" but it's not required to read that story first to read this one!) Series Jace opens the door for a man, leading to him and his son coming into Jace's life in a way he would never have expected. (only AntagonizedPenguin will understand that tag).Original Male Character/Original Male Character.Also sometimes they were nice and gave me massages or lightly use their fingers on non ticklish areas which felt good.For GayWhiteBoy, Folken Fandoms: Original Work
Probably because I got to play with my big sister. That was pretty mean of them to do.Īlthough they were mean sometimes with tickling and stuff, I still liked to play. Even tho it was a game, I was little, and I would always get scared and sometimes cry because I thought I might die. Sometimes they would act all scared when they found a problem and say if they didn't fix it right now I would die. From then on I refused to take any medicine unless I saw what it was first. They didn't let me play for awhile after that, but eventually forgot about it and let me play. I told on them and they got yelled at and my sister got spanked. Once when I was blindfolded they tricked me and made me eat a spoonfull of dish soap. They would feed me spoonfulls of chocolate syrup or relish or soda as medicine to take by mouth.
When it was all rubbed in, they put more on and did it again. I was laughing and kicking and struggling like crazy when they rubbed the cream in. One time that sucked was when they had to fix both my armpits and feet at the same time with ice cubes and then hand cream. I hated getting medicine on some areas because it tickled so bad. We used hand cream, or shaving gel, or shampoo, or other liquids to rub on the area. We used all kinds of things for medicine. After they were done with the operation they would put medicine on it or ice it or cover it with masking tape to heal. We had a fake plastic tool set with hammer, saw, screwdrivers, and stuff they would use. This was usually a lot of tickling, and poking it with toothpicks or forks, and using different toys on it they pretended were doctor tools. After they found a problem they would pretend to fix it or operate on it. It was almost always on a sensitive area for me like the bottoms of my feet, my armpits, or belly button. Sometimes they would pretend to find a problem and have to fix it. A few times they had to stop the swelling of an area, so they used ice cubes or ice packs. They would give me shots, which were pokes with a toothpick. I hated that the most, they would have me screaming and laughing so hard I could barley breath. In fact, they usually always tickled me some. But sometimes they would be mean and tickle me or pinch and poke me. Sometimes it felt good, like a massage or back scratch.
To circle a problem area or make a bunch of dots or color it red for rashes and diseases. They would use magic markers to draw on me. They would then start examining me with fake doctor tools and their hands. I didn't mind cause they were both girls too. It wasn't sexual tho we were just curious I guess. A few times they took off my shirt or pants and underwear and examined me there. Sometimes I was on my back and sometimes on my stomach. I was always real stretched out and couldn't move. So they would tie my hands and feet together and then to the top and bottom of the bed with scarfs or belts. I didn't really like this rule at first, but if I wanted to play I had to follow it. My sister made the rule that the patient had to be tied up. We would use her bed as the examination table. I was usually the patient and they were the doctors, but sometimes I was allowed to be doctor. When I was real young, like 8 I think, I would play doctor with my sister and her friend, who were 2 years older.