Experiences
With CPCCP
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By
Implausible Situation
Copyright
2015 by
Implausible Situation, all rights reserved.
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This
work is intended for
ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving
minors. If
you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such
material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this
story.
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Prologue
No
one could argue that life in the USA hadn't changed rapidly in the past
few
decades. What had
once been firmly
a patriarchal society had seen that status quo upended and turned on
itself. While
Women's Rights and
Feminism brought strides toward equality, men seemed to think they
could still
get away with being lazy and focusing only on carnal pursuits. However, in their laziness
the men
neglected to note that they were relinquishing power that their sex had
held
since the days of cavemen. But
society evolved, and in the 21st century
intellect is the key to
power, not physical brute strength.
And as study after study proved, Women have more evolved
brains than
men. Women are able
to think
rationally about situations and problems, while men are constantly
distracted
by their testosterone. Each
year
people learned more and more that having Women in roles of leadership
was
beneficial to everyone, as businesses and organizations led by Women
were the
most successful. In
2016 the first
female president was elected, and her eight-year term in office brought
about
several changes for the good of American society.
Laws were passed banning lower pay for any employed Woman,
and a new government agency was instituted to ensure that all companies
abided
by the rules. Because
of the pay
rule, it was deemed to be illegal to have sports segregated by sex, and
all
professional sports became coed.
Some of the more physical sports like American Football
adopted a "touch
only" rule to account for the less muscular Female body. The Great Recession turned
into a
surplus over the President's first two years in office, as she ended
wars in
multiple countries with her unparalleled negotiation skills. It seemed like every year
more Women
were being elected to government offices, from the most local to the
most
national level.
But
with the success of Women in business and government, a problem that
had been
plaguing the country for years seemed to be reaching mass proportion. As Women gained more
independence, they
felt more freedom to seek their passions, it became less stigmatized
for Women
to explore their sexuality the way that men had been doing for decades. While these freedoms
became accepted as
the social norm, the rate of teen pregnancy continued to steadily rise. Programs were put in place
to provide
free contraception and free birth control, but no matter what was done
the rate
continued to rise. In
the year
2021 households with a single mother became more common than married
man/Woman
households. Schools
became so
overcrowded that new schools had to be built on an almost constant
basis. Building
materials became so scarce
that the government approved several changes to cut down on costs. Instead of having separate
locker rooms
for boys and girls, new schools had a single mixed-gender locker room. Additionally, schools in
warmer
climates used outdoor lockers and showers instead of an indoor locker
room. Also, school
bathrooms
became coed, and stalls were completely removed.
In an attempt to prevent inappropriate activity, monitors
were placed in the bathrooms, and doors were removed.
Schools in warm climates went from having just outdoor
hallways to having most classes held in outdoor class areas. Even with the cutbacks the
President
knew that something had to be done to stem the increasing pregnancy
rate to
avoid an economic collapse.
The
President looked to her advisors but no one had an answer. It seemed like everything
they tried to
do failed or made things worse.
Finally in 2022, at a fundraiser in Southern California
the President
met an ambitious School Superintendent by the name of Gwen Robertson. While the rest of the
country faced
ever-increasing teen pregnancy, Ms. Robertson's school district had
dropped to
zero teen pregnancy. The
President
immediately scheduled a meeting with Ms. Robertson, and learned about
her
revolutionary policies that had allowed this change to take place.
After
lengthy discussion, the President named Ms. Robertson the National
Secretary of
Education. Congress
approved and
the President signed a bill that put now Secretary Robertson's policy
known as
CPCCP into effect nationwide. The
program's five cornerstones quickly stopped teenage pregnancy, and also
helped
guide unruly children and teens back into a healthy direction so they
could have
a good future and be a productive member of society as adults. It was so
successful that it was
voted as an amendment into the US Constitution, making it fully
permanent.
Because
there was no more fear of pregnancy, girls and to a lesser extent boys
were
allowed to explore their sexuality at a younger age- under parental
supervision
of course. Movies,
television, and
music involving sexually suggestive youths was no longer controversial
since
there was no longer any risk of exploitation.
It
is here in the year 2029 where our stories take place. At the suggestion of the
Department of
Education, an extracurricular creative writing program has been set up
where
students can submit original writings detailing their personal
experiences in
the CPCCP program.
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Chapter
One
The
month of May was again beating out the
previous year as the hottest on record.
Sharon Nistico took off her black-framed glasses and held
them in her
hand while she used her wrist to wipe the sweat from her brow. She set her glasses down
on her desk,
closed her eyes, and massaged the bridge of her nose between her index
finger
and thumb. She
blinked a couple
times and then put her glasses back on.
As the classroom in front of her came back into focus,
Sharon saw the
same rows of desks in classroom she had taught in every day for the
past 3
years. Superficially,
each day of
class was pretty much the same- math never changes after all. However, deep down Sharon
looked
forward to seeing the young students come into class each day. She was proud to do
whatever small part
in guiding the 9th graders she taught in their
first steps toward
adulthood. Sharon
made it a point
to always be available to the kids if they needed someone to talk to. She knew growing up was
not easy; even
with the new program in place adolescence is still adolescence.
Though
she had never told anyone out loud,
Sharon had an ulterior motive in always making herself so available. While she did genuinely
want to help,
Sharon also found many of the young students physically attractive. It was hard for her not
to, with the
updated dress code that had been instituted since the introduction of
CPCCP. While the
boys weren't
considered to be nude, their uniforms left their most attractive parts
fully on
display. Boys wore
shirts that
were required to stop above the bellybutton.
Every boy also wore sneakers and socks, but the socks were
more like stockings that ended at the hips of each leg.
Between the shirt and socks each boy
wore a clear plastic chastity tube, keeping each boy's penis fully
exposed and
permanently confined in a flaccid state.
Sometimes Sharon let her eyes linger on one of the boy
students' penis
if she knew he was wrapped up working on an exam.
The
girls were just as attractive to look at,
though, she thought. While
girls
were allowed to wear more varied garments, and were not supposed to
expose
themselves unless they were being punished, they often would wear low
cut
shirts and short skirts to class that would reveal their panties toward
the
front of the classroom when they sat at their desks.
Sharon
didn't reveal her secret feelings
because she didn't want it to be seen as a conflict of interest. While she knew of stories
of things
happening between students and teachers, she valued her job and she
wanted to
stay professional.
That's
why when she heard about the CPCCP
creative writing sponsored by the Department of Education, Sharon was
one of
the first to volunteer as an instructor.
She read the description of the position on the DOE
website what felt
like 15 times. She
was really looking
forward to reading the students' most personal experiences with the
program. Sharon
hoped that there
would be some students from middle school too- the class was open to
students
starting at grade 6.
The
clock was just three minutes till 3:00
when the classroom door opened. A
short Chinese girl entered the room hesitantly, and stopped by the
entryway. The girl
had black hair
that ended just above her shoulders.
She wore a striped sweater over her A-cup breasts, and
loose fitting
pants. The student
looked visibly
nervous, so Sharon waved her over to the front desk.
The
girl slowly walked over to Sharon's
desk. "Um, is this
the right
classroom for the creative writing class?" the student asked, looking
at the
floor.
"That's
right sweetie," Sharon said
gently. "I'm Ms.
Nistico. And you
are-?"
The
girl looked up and made eye contact with
Sharon for the first time.
"Amy-"
she said quietly, then she seemed to
gain some composure, cleared her throat, and spoke again, "Amy Chang."
"It's
a pleasure to meet you Amy. We're
going to get started in just a
few minutes, so why don't you go have a seat at any of the desks
available."
Sharon
watched as Amy took a seat at one of
the desks in the front row.
A
few minutes passed, and then when the clock
hit 3:00 more students started filtering in.
The
next student who entered was an average
height girl with light brown skin.
Her straight black hair bounced on her shoulders as she
walked over and
took a seat.
After
her, a thin Asian boy entered. He
had short black hair and skin that
looked as smooth as butter. His
blue t-shirt and blue socks framed a clear chastity tube that confined
his boy
penis in a downward position.
Sharon
looked and next saw a tall girl enter
with flowing platinum blonde hair.
Her low cut white blouse with black polka dots housed
large C-cup
breasts that looked like they were just about to pop out. The blouse went down to
just above her
belly button, exposing her midriff.
Her blue jean skirt went just low enough to cover the
bottom of her
butt. She walked
over and took a
seat at one of the desks.
After
the blonde girl, followed an average
looking white boy with short brown hair, a short redhead boy with
freckles, and
a young girl wearing a white dress who had a just barely not flat chest.
They
all took their seats quietly, and Sharon
continued to look on as several more students entered and took their
seats. Finally when
the influx
ended and Sharon looked around the room happy to see that almost every
desk had
a seat taken. She
was also happy
to see that it looked like she had some younger visitors in addition to
the
students from the high school.
Sharon
addressed the class.
"Good
afternoon everyone, thank you for
coming. I know how
much courage it
must take to sign up for something like this.
I want to applaud each one of you for taking on this
challenge."
The
boy with the red hair and freckles raised
his hand.
"Yes,"
Sharon nodded to the boy.
The
boy looked around and then lowered his
hand and spoke up, "Um... what challenge?"
Sharon
was slightly started at his confusion.
"This
meeting is for those who signed up to
do a creative writing on their personal experiences with CPCCP. Did you sign up on the
blue sign up
sheet on the bulletin board in the cafeteria—" Sharon paused and nodded
at the boy.
"—Randy,"
the boy responded. "Yeah,
I did... uh... but I thought it was
for math tutoring."
"I
believe the sign up for math tutoring was
on the yellow sign up sheet," Sharon responded. "Randy, if you need math tutoring please come see me after
the end of this meeting and I'll add you to my tutoring schedule. Until then you'll just
have to stay
where you are while we continue."
Sharon
then expanded her gaze to address the
entirety of the classroom.
"As
the rest of you should know, you've
signed up for a national creative writing
program that involves each of you sharing your personal experiences
with the
CPCCP program. There's
no length
or format requirement, but it should speak to how the program has
guided you
and helped you grow. You
have two
weeks to complete the first draft, so please try your best. At your next meeting we
will share our
writings and we will proofread and do revisions.
The next meeting will be in this classroom at 3:00pm on
Tuesday May 29th.
Good
luck to all of you, and I look forward to seeing you on the 29th."
With
that, Sharon dismissed the
students. She
indulged herself to
ogle each boy and girl's butt as the students made their way out of the
classroom. Randy
did indeed come
up to the front desk and Sharon got him signed up for the math tutoring
program. She
encouraged him to
stay on writing class, and hoped that he would.
Sharon really wanted to share in the kids' personal
experiences now, but she knew that she needed to give the students time
to write.
Sharon looked at her watch, and decided it was time to head home too. She smiled; hoping dreams of the students would meet her when she went to bed.