Chapter 331: Thanks For Giving

He has something to say. That is clear to see.

“Hello, son. You can call me Harvey as that is my name after all,” he said dryly. “My son and daughter said I would have no problem finding the boy in charge. The one that made them strip in front of a room full of naked boys and girls of all ages. They told us all about it as they showed us their new clothes. Now we don’t have much, but my wife and I work hard for what we have. We never took charity from anyone before, and we aren’t starting now.”

Before mom could jump in, I walked to the man, shook his hand, and said, “Harvey, you raised to amazing children, but you are wrong about something.”

That got right under his skin.

“Nothing we gave to the young children today was charity. Their parents, grandparents, siblings, or caregiver worked here today in some form or the other,” I told him. “Your son and daughter worked for everything they took home today. We had close to two hundred children here today, helping put together meals for people and their families in need. Do you have any idea how hard it is to strip a kid that is embarrassed about not bathing in days, decide if the kid needs to have the nurse check them over, make sure those that need it shower? What about having to find those same naked kids properly fitting underwear and clothes that will allow the kids to grow a bit? Why did they end up naked in the room with all the others that helped in the warehouse today? Because most of them needed it for one reason or the other. Kids are curious about how both sexes look naked. When they started this morning, I knew most were as horny as a puppy with two peckers. By the time they left, they were all comfortable being naked with each other, one-on-one or in a bigger group.”

He thought that over for a minute before saying, “That does explain a lot there, David. Our house has two bedrooms, one bathroom, a den, and a small kitchen. My children’s bedroom is only big enough for a full-sized bed and dresser. They have slept in the same bed since each of them left the crib. When my daughter came home from kindergarten her first day, the two of them got modest. They won’t even be in their underwear in front of each other. Today they were there changing right there in the den. My son didn’t even blink when my daughter removed her bra and panties to put on frilly ones to show off a dress. They weren’t more than a foot apart the whole time. When my son stripped off his drawers, she ended up looking right at his cock. Before he could pick his underwear up off the floor, his sister was as naked as him. Their nude bodies were touching, in ways, brother and sister shouldn’t, as they fought to be the first in the bathroom, so that they didn’t have the spigot end of the big tub, the same as they did when bathing together when little. They left the door open, so we could look in and hear everything they said. Their ma will be relieved to know that their new clothes weren’t from them making sex movies or things like that.”

“I find I must apologize for doubting you and my children,” Harvey told me. “They never had any pajamas, but both just wore underpants and long t-shirts to bed because it is too darn hot for pajamas. Their ma had to check on them twice to be sure they weren’t doing something wrong, and each time she found them sleeping side-by-side without the divider that my daughter had me make her first day of kindergarten. I’ve heard all sorts of stories about you, David, and I can’t say I could believe any of them because they didn’t sound right. I’m glad to find out those stories are true. Expect my two back here bright and early tomorrow.”

Seeing that I wasn’t going to have to show this man that I know Kung Fu, mom said, “Harvey, I expect to see you here early Thursday to pick up your Thanksgiving Dinner and join us for breakfast. Unless you wish to chat with him further, David needs to get something to eat and then see if he is lucky with his clothing system a second time. We have an even larger group of adults and children about to arrive to start a second shift. Someone contacted every grocery store and their warehouses to get every fresh turkey they had for sale. Six trucks arrived an hour ago filled with fresh turkeys and eleven with hams. I’ve had to reach out to one of David’s friends to find more of the trays we are using to pack the food up to deliver. I expected to have a few hundred turkeys and hams left over once we finished packing the meals and serving everyone who comes by to join us to eat on Thanksgiving.”

When I went to split up the kids between trays and the warehouse, I found a lot to pick from to help in the warehouse. They ranged from nearly homeless to upper-middle-class. The place in my head told me specifically who to pick because they got horny when seeing a girl’s cleavage or a guy making a bulge in his pants. Each one of them got off in under a minute, if they didn’t go off in their pants before they could get somewhere to deal with matters. Not only were all of them virgins who hadn’t seen the opposite sex naked before, they very rarely saw anyone of the same sex naked. Them being critically shy would keep them from doing more than a quick peek.

My implant pinged me that a big lawsuit forced the company who owned the place mom rented to have at least one unisex locker and shower area to accommodate transgender people. After some back and forth, the lawyers agreed that it was acceptable to have male, female, and unisex changing rooms, so long as they were all connected to the same bathrooms and showers. The company who owns the building then brought up liability and safety concerns of having males and females being forced to shower with the opposite sex, given that the local health required everyone to shower and dress in company-provided uniforms before touching any food products. Attorneys for their warehouse’s insurance company challenged the court’s ruling saying that the verdict breaks a wide range of laws and sacrifices the rights and protections of all employees in the name of fairness toward a few. How did the court propose to prevent rapes and sexual assaults? How about unwanted pregnancy and STDs between consenting adults?

The two transgender people, who were employees that left because they had to use the bathrooms of their physical gender, not chosen gender, had sued for tens of millions of dollars, which the judge awarded. The appeal didn’t reverse the verdict. Instead, it took the judgment away from the two plaintiffs to pay an outside construction company to modify the existing facilities to be one unisex changing and showering area. It also mandated the construction of no less than twelve single-person, ADA compliant, bathroom, and shower combo areas. Unexpectedly, to both parties, the court also ordered that they fund the construction of a separate set of twelve unisex showering areas for everyone under eighteen.

We headed to the large adult unisex shower and changing rooms.

Inside I said, “No one told you what you are doing today, so since they said I am in charge, I must do it. We can’t pay money to anyone under fifteen because of child labor laws. My mom originally planned on feeding everyone as much as they could eat and take home an entire Thanksgiving dinner to their families. That changed when various groups found out what she was doing to help the community. Some in this room today haven’t ever had a single hand-me-down or thrift store item in your life. All your clothing, you get new. That isn’t true for most of the kids here today. Some companies arrived early today to provide two weeks’ worth of clothing to each kid, including all of you, regardless of your family’s financial situation. They are giving new underwear, pants, shirts, skirts, dresses, shoes, socks, jackets, warm pajamas, and everything else each child will need for the winter and spring. Now there is a catch. What is the point of giving new, clean clothes to anyone who hasn’t, or can’t, bathe regularly? How about ones where they need to see a doctor about some condition they didn’t know they had? Earlier I made the kids working in the warehouse guinea pigs for an experiment that worked out so much better than I expected. I put a boy and girl into each of the areas where a child came in to strip before getting new clothes. Unlike yourselves, they had younger siblings they cared for, so they were already skilled in undressing kids.”

A girl next to me said, meekly, “I can’t do that. I can’t even see a boy or girl naked without it causing something that embarrasses me.”

“Let me see a show of hands,” I announced. “Raise your hand if seeing a bare tit, pussy, or a dick, that isn’t yours, doesn’t make you instantly horny, and the least bit of stimulation make you cum? How about when someone brushes their hand up against your body in those places.”

Four girls and two guys appeared confident when they raised their hands. Deciding that a demonstration would be better than words, I pulled off the boy’s shirts before removing the shirts and bras from two of the four girls. As soon as the girl’s nipples touched the boy’s chest, both came. It was so intense that they had grabbed each other, to keep from falling, and still held the other to them as their orgasms ended.

I went to the other two girls, moved them over next to each pair, and said, “If you think you can do it without getting horny, then strip them. Show us that you can have a bare dick and pussy in front of your face and not be affected.”

Both looked down and shook their heads.

I went to each pair, pulled them apart, and had them strip off the other’s clothes before standing side by side with their arms around each other. The two boy’s cum-covered boners were bobbing away, and the two girls had pussy juices matting down their pussy hairs and running down inside the thighs, their nipples rock hard.

“If you haven’t already soaked your underwear, you will soon, so there are two, well possibly three, ways this will go. You can go ahead and strip yourself, or I can strip you,” I said. “Every one of you needs to shower before you go get on your new underwear, find clothes that fit with room to grow, and then put on your work clothes.”

The girl next to me, who I had seen locking eyes with a boy, asked, “You said there was possibly a third way. What is it?”

She and the boy had started puberty, but only her half-lemon sized tits and a few thin pubic hairs are all they had to show for it.

I pulled her and the boy over in front of each other and said, “I think you can figure it out.”

To everyone else, I said, “One main rule. Regardless of if you are in the area stripping the other kids or in here, no exploring anyone’s bodies except your own. Look, we all get horny and need relief. When you can’t take it anymore, close your stripping station, pull your pants and underwear down, and take care of it. Your partner can watch or get themself off as well, but the closest you will get to help each other is having the outside of your leg and butt touching theirs, like the two pairs that are already naked.”

The girl who asked the questions was now trying to get brave enough to pull off the guy’s shirt and let him take off hers.

“Here, let me show you how to undress a boy,” I told the girl as I pulled over a guy in high school.

I used her hands to get the edge of his shirt, pull it up over his head, and then start working on his pants. Instead of doing things in two steps, I hooked her thumbs and fingers inside his pants and underwear. I cautioned her to stand a bit off to the side, but she was now in a hurry. When the guy’s boner sprang up after she got the waistband of his underpants over it, she got her first facial and head of a spurting dick in her mouth.

She didn’t like the cumshot to the face, but she isn’t spitting out his dick even though he is finished getting off a few seconds ago.

“I said you couldn’t help anyone else get off. Stop sucking on the dick already,” told her as I pulled her back to let his dick pop free.

Once she finished getting him stripped, I sent him into the shower. She used her fingers to get his cum off her face and licking them clean.

I did the same for the boy the girl locked eyes on earlier. She got to watch him fire his rapid-repeater when he got a whiff of teenaged girl pussy juice as I helped him strip one of the high school girls. He had the older girl’s foot on his leg to remove her socks and shoes. It pulled that girls pussy open wide enough that he got to see her pussy open and close when she came each time his hand slid her sock off her foot.

As soon as the older girl, the one he just stripped, left to shower, it was only the three of us.

She was almost tearing the boy’s clothes off as she stripped him. Her eyes kept looking at his boner as she undressed him. When he was naked, I checked that no one was looking and then pulled him toward her a step. When his dick touched her cheek, she moved her head over to get it in her mouth. It wasn’t in there long, but it came out cleaner than it went in.

It is probably a bit over the line, but the place in my head would force me to have them do it anyway. Why does it do this?

I didn’t miss it as he let his fingers slide over her small tits as he pulled off her shirt. I loved the look on his face when he pulled her pants and panties down to get the first look at her pussy. I saw him lean in to take a sniff but gave me a curious look before moving to get her shoes and socks off to get her completely naked. As I did with her, I pushed her toward him a bit.

“See that pink nub pushing out at the top? Suck it in between your lips,” I told him.

He did, and she came hard. I didn’t need to encourage him to do it again as he took off her other shoe and sock. I watched his hand slide up between her thighs as they looked into each other’s eyes. She moved her foot back on his knee and adjusted to let her wet pussy open up a bit. His heat-seeking finger headed for the source of her juices. Not even her getting off, again, stopped the girl from jumping back when she felt the pain of his finger on her cherry. She cooled off instantly as she moved away. They both watched his flagpole fall over.

“Congratulations, you two are paired up for the rest of the day, but on the girl’s side,” I told them, and then sent the boy into the showers.

I asked the girl, “Do you think you can keep from sucking his dick anytime he needs to cum today? You seem to like how a dick and cum taste.”

She started to cry and rushed into my arms.

After finally calming down, and after the boy came to check on her twice, she finally calmed down enough to tell me, “Please, please, please, don’t tell anyone or they won’t let me do it anymore, because I love sucking them and drinking their cum. Today is the first time I got to see one. I never knew what it was that pushed through the hole into my mouth. I’m always blindfolded and inside this box, where they can’t see me rub my pussy. The bigger boy’s one is the first big one I’ve had in my mouth. It tasted ok, but I loved how much came out. I know I’m not supposed to do that with anyone, and they don’t force me, just as if I want to get in the box. The very first time, this boy blindfolded me and had me get in the box. We were playing this game to figure out what the other pushed through the hole into our mouth. I was winning when something came through the hole into my mouth I hadn’t tasted before. I sucked and licked on it to see if I could find out what it was and then got a mouth full of the best juice I ever tasted, but it went away after a few sips. Until today I never knew that is what kept coming through the hole that I couldn’t guess correctly. It is always small ones like the boy you told me I get to work with today. Can I try to suck yours to see how it tastes?”

“No, for two reasons,” I said, standing her up. “First is that it would take a long time. Second is because you are too young for me to let do it, even if no one would ever know.”