Sexual Research Commission/Sorensen/2

Chapter 2

Payton Sorensen woke up on Saturday morning, immediately reminded by her nudity the horrifying predicament she wished had only been a dream. She wasn’t even allowed to wear pajamas. The girl pulled the sheets over her head, refusing to wake up.

“Wake up sleepy head,” her mother’s cheery voice woke her up once again. “It’s nearly 10, you’re usually out playing with the neighborhood boys by now.”

“I don’t want to go out today!”

“Such a young energetic girl shouldn’t be cooped up inside all day,” Sabrina insisted. “Get out and go play with your friends.” She knew exactly why her middle daughter didn’t want to get out of bed. Indeed, she felt her pussy get a little wet thinking about why might happen to her now that she was open and readily available for sex.

“Come on. Up!” She yanked back the covers and tapped Payton’s naked bottom. Reluctantly the girl pushed herself up and climbed out of bed.

“Do I really have to go outside?” Payton asked, fearing she already knew the answer.

“Yes and don’t make me tell you again,” Sabrina told her daughter. Payton was already putting on her shoes and socks, though—the only two articles of clothing she had left to wear.

“We should think of something neat to do with your closet now that you don’t need it for clothes,” Sabrina noted, looking in the direction of the walk-in closet.

“I don’t wanna go,” the girl started to cry.

Sabrina knelt down by the side of the bed to speak to her daughter,”You will go out and you will do whatever your friends or anyone else wants. The program rules state anyone can fuck you and if you refuse, you and even me and daddy will be arrested until you turn 25.” Payton continued to cry.

“I don’t think you want us all to go to jail, do you?” Sabrina consoled her daughter.

“No…” Payton wiped a tear from her face.

“Good girl. Now get going. It’s a gorgeous day outside.” Sabrina ushered Payton out of the house. The large door closed behind her with a thud. The girl stood on the porch, hands over her crotch as she tried in vain to cover her nakedness. She tended up as a car passed, but the occupants didn’t seem to notice her. She took a step, trying her hardest not to cry. Hearing the sound of a garage door opening, she looked up at her friend’s house from across the street.

“Hey, Payton!” Her legs shook when her friend TJ noticed her. She couldn’t bring herself to move—or even respond. From across the street, it took him a second to realize that his friend was naked. Since she didn’t say anything in response, he began to cross the street. He had heard about the program, but never imagined his best friend Payton would be an unwilling participant.

“My parents put me in that stupid P-FANS program,” Payton complained still nearly in tears when her friend walked closer. It didn’t bother her that much that he could see her naked, he was her best after all. Just a year prior they had decided to “show” each other their parts. Since then, they would occasionally hike to a pond that wasn’t far from their neighborhood to go swimming. They never wore any swimwear and just swam together naked.

“That’s okay,” TJ encouraged. “We can still play like always.”

“I guess,” Payton sighed.

“We could just play at my house today,” TJ offered. “Then you wouldn’t have to be outside and be seen a bunch of strangers.” Payton was grateful for the suggestion and followed her friend back across the street. Before they could get inside to safety, however, a group of older boys rode up on their bikes and spotted the pair of kids.

“Yo, look, she’s in that P-FAPS thing,” one of them said.

“It’s P-FANS, idiot,” another corrected.

“Whatever, it means she has to have sex with random strangers. That’s all that matters.”

“Seriosuly dude? She’s like 6.”

“I’m 8!” Payton defended herself.”

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