#school boy

The walk to the shoe store felt like a marathon to Aiden. It was warm outside so the AC units of the mall were blowing at full force. A cold wind blew around Aiden’s bare knees, making him shiver. This small event made him feel extremely little and vulnerable. Unconsiously the poor boy stuck close to his dad. James looked at his new son and smiled, he was already starting to behave like a proper boy. The only thing that remembered him of his old life was the scruffy haircut and the worn sneakers. But that was going to change soon too.

The two reached an old looking store in the back of the mall. The windows were dusty and Aiden could see a few pairs of black and brown dress shoes on display. He feared for his elaborate sneaker collection to be thrown away after this day. Upon entering James was politely greeted by an old man who seemed to be the owner. He was wearing brown suit with matching shoes. His whole appearance looked really old fashioned. ‘I am here for my son. He needs new shoes for the upcoming school year. You know what kind I approve of.’ James said. ‘Of course sir.’ The man replied. He immediately grabbed Aiden’s hand and guided him to a chair. He then proceeded to hold all kinds of measuring devices against the boy’s feet. Over the course of a few minutes his face became more worried. After a while he walked over to James. ‘I’m afraid your son has flat feet, most likely due to those horrible shoes he’s wearing.’  The two men looked towards Aiden. ‘Do what you have to do’ James replied. The man scurried off to the back of the shop only to return a minute later with a box in his hands. He kneeled at Aiden’s feet and opened the box. Inside, Aiden could se the clunkiest, unfashionable pair of black leather shoes. In a reflex Aiden lifted up his feet. ‘There is no way I’m going to wear those awful shoes!’ He exclaimed. The old man had a surprised look on his face and anger filled James’. He walked over to Aiden and grabbed his arm. ‘I will not allow such protest and behaviour from you boy!’ The angry tone at which he said it terrified Aiden. James pulled the boy up and sat down on the chair himself. He then proceeded to pull Aiden over his lap. The boy couldn’t imagine what was going to happen next. James’ face red with anger he lifted his hand only to slap to down on Aiden’s butt. There was a loud smack and Aiden screamed in pain. ‘You are to behave yourself boy! And listed to your superiors!’ James shouted. *Smack, Smack, Smack* Aiden tried to hold back his tears but was unable to. ‘I was going to punish you at home but I think this will work better’ James smacked a few more times. The worst thing for Aiden was that the chair was visible from the entrance of the shop. He heard the laughs of a little boy and could feel the stares and fingers pointing at him. ‘Look mommy! He wears the same uniform as I do to school! He looks a lot older though.’ 

The spanking went on for a little while until Aiden was crying so loudly James thought it was enough. He picked up the defeated boy and placed him back in th chair. The old man just smiled, he had seen a lot of boys being spanked in his store, although never one this old. He grabbed the shoes from the box and placed them around Aiden’s feet. ‘There you go that should resolve the problem. Wear these every day for a few months and then you can switch to a normal pair.’ Aiden’s eyes widened and James just nodded. James proceeded to pay for the shoes while Aiden stood up. Under his skinny legs his feet now looked extremely big. Apart from the ever present feeling of boyishness he now felt a little dorky too. The boy tried to take a few steps but nearly tripped over his own feet. Looking really clumsy Aiden made his way over to James. He overheard the two mean talking about other pairs of shoes. Black and brown dress shoes, white sporting shoes, sandals… ‘Sandals!?’ Aiden thought. That would make him look even younger than this! For a second Aiden wanted to protest the feeling of this sore bottom made him shut his mouth again. He really did not want another spanking for that was the most humiliating moment in his life so far. 

They left the shop. James forcefull grabbed Aiden’s hand and guided him to the barber shop on the other side. Walking awkwardly Aiden followed. A neatly styled man greeted the two. ‘This boy needs a proper haircut.’ James said. ‘Shorts I see, so he’s around 14?’ The man asked. James smiled. ‘No he’s 18, but the boy is new here and needs to be taught some discipline.’ Aiden’s face turned red in embarassment. The barber smiled and guided him towards a chair. ‘What will it be for this boy?’ The employee asked. Aiden felt a little insulted that the barber did not ask him, but rather James what his own haircut should be. ‘Short on the sides and a parting on the top. My school only allows conservative and formal haircuts. Use Brylcreem to finish it off.’ James said. ‘Certainly sir’ The employee said. He quickly got to work. After a while a woman and her son entered the store. The boy was seated in the chair next to Aiden and clearly looked a few years younger. He was in the same school uniform as Aiden, but with trousers instead of shorts. Aiden’s face turned red again as he realised that this younger boy was allowed to wear trousers while he was stuck in these boyish shorts. The younger boy looked at Aiden’s bare legs sticking out from under the cover. He snickered. ‘Little shortie pants’ He whispered. Aiden wanted to talk back but he could already feel James’ hand slapping his bottom so he remained silent. After a while the barber was done. He removed the cover and grabbed a big jar. He opened it and scooped up a handful of white cream. He carefully applied it to Aiden’s hair while styling it. He applied a parting at the left side and made sure no hairs were sticking out. When he was done he held a mirror in front of Aiden. The boy was nearly unable to recognize himself. In just one day he had gone from a free boy of 18 to a 14-year old proper uniformed boy. His hair had changed drastically and looked really old fashioned. He had once seen a very old move where boys his age had haircuts like these. He now exactly looked like those ancient school boys. 

James was satisfied and paid the barber. The two then left the shop. Aiden looked back one more time to see the other boy. He had gotten a slightly more modern haircut and now looked older than Aiden. The boy stuck out his tongue as he looked at Aiden’s bare legs. Completely humiliated, Aiden left the mall with James by his side. When the two arrived home they were greeted by Aiden’s mom. She gave Jason a quick kiss and proceeded to check out Aiden. She smiled and told him he looked really smart in his new outfit. ‘We should have done this way earlier’ 

During the next three days life seemed to be a lot more normal. Aiden was allowed, still in his uniform all day with the clunky shoes, to watch TV and play outside during the day. He mostly kept to himself because he did not want others to see him dressed like this. In the mornings James taught him how to neatly com and duringb and style his hair with cream. At lunch and dinner he taught Aiden how to sit and eat properly. Calling James ‘father’ and ‘sir’ was becoming more normal, as was calling his mom ‘mother’. Aiden was starting to learn how to please James to prevent punishment. 
James had already bought a few extra pairs of white briefs and had thrown out all of Aiden’s old boxers. When his mom was washing his uniform, Aiden was told to wait in the living room, only wearing his briefs. This was one of the most humiliating things yet, having to sit on the floor in just his underwear. Whenever James sat down on the couch next to him, wearing his fancy suit, Aiden really felt like a little kid. James seemed to notice this and was pleased to see that Aiden was starting to behave himself. 
On the fourth day, just after breakfast, James entered the kitchen with a big box in his hands. He commanded Aiden to stand up and come with him to his bedroom. Unconscious of what was going to happen, fear struck Aiden. 

In Aiden’s bedroom James opened the closet. He had placed the bix box on the bed. Next to the closet was a big trash bag. ‘Pick up the bag, son.’ He told Aiden. ‘Today is the day you’re saying goodbye to that horrendous and improper life of yours. Put every piece of clothing you own in the bag.’ Aiden’s eyes widened. Was James really going to make him empty his closet? This was the only suit he had and he hated it! Hestantly, Aiden picked up the bag. He looked at the stacks of t-shirts and jeans. Some of them he was very fond of. Aiden missed the look and feeling of a pair of long jeans around his legs. The grey formal shorts were still strange to him and he hated the slight itch of the wool knee socks. ‘Come on boy, what are you waiting for? I told you to put EVERYTHING in the bag.’ James said. With a sad face Aiden started to grab the shirts and threw them in the bag. The closet was emptied quickly. James opened the drawer with his underwear and socks. One side was filled with different kinds of socks in different colours and the other side was a sea of white since James had already replaced all of them with briefs. Not wanting to anger James Aiden proceeded to take all of his socks and throw them away. Aiden looked at James thinking he was finished but James guided him to his shoes. A few pairs of old sneakers, most ripped around the seams and incredibly dirty, next to a few pairs of sporting shoes and flip flops disappeared into the bag. It was completely full now and quite heavy. James took the bag from Aiden’s hands and placed it next to the door outside of the room. He then opened the big box on the bed. ‘This is your new wardrobe, son. It contains everything your going to need until you finish school in a few years. All the pieces are well tailored so you should be grateful for this. Now I want you to take every piece and give it a place in your closet.’ James said. 
Aiden took a look into the box. There wasn’t much colour in there. Only black, grey and white. A few hints of blue told his those were the school colours. Accepting his fate Aiden started to pick up the items and place them in the closet. A few pairs of white formal shirts. Most of them short sleeved and 2 long sleeved once. a few white under shirts and tank tops. Only grey and black formal shorts. None of them had pockets and all had an elastic backside and a white lining. They looked shorter than the pair he was currently wearing. Aiden had hope that he was allowed at least one pair of long trousers but to his disappointment there were none. James seemed to be able to read his mind. ‘I wil consider giving you a pair of big boy pants when you prove that you can behave yourself.’ Aiden proceed to grab a few pairs of grey knee socks white a blue stripe on them. There were black ones too and one pair of white ones. A black and blue pullover. Two sweater vests and 2 blazers in the school colours. A very short pair of sporting shorts and white long sporting socks. A black and blue striped tie and a matching bowtie. 2 pairs of black suspenders and a black leather belt. Another pair of those clunky shoes and 2 pairs of black normal dress shoes. Aiden was horrified to find a pair of leather sandals in there too, but the worst thing was the school cap he lastly picked up. ‘Good job son. And now that you have your cap why don’t you try on your school uniform?’ James grabbed the cap and placed it on Aiden’s head. This was such a powerful move since it seemed to make Aiden even smaller. Aiden was then told to put on a pair of new shorts. He put hem on and they were definitely way shorter than his old pair. They stopped well above his knees precisely where his fingers ended when standing. With more bare leg Aiden felt more exposed. James  grabbed the old pair and put it in the trash bag. Aiden proceeded to put on the school socks, a white short sleeved shirt and the school tie. James helped him put on a pair of suspenders to keep his shorts from dropping. Sock garters were placed under the fold to keep his socks up. James straightened the tie and gave Aiden his blazer. He put it on and noticed it was slightly too big. The sleeves were quite long and with this on, it almost looked as if Aiden wasn’t wearing pants at all. This just added to the school boy look making him look more juvenile. Looking at his son James was very content. In just 4 days he had transformed this 18-year old brat into a proper and neat boy, from his shoes and clothing to his haircut and behaviour. Aiden did not look happy at all. Wearing this full uniform, his feet covered in clumsy and dorky shoes, his hair styled to perfection and all of his old clothing thrown away, this was the point he realized that his transformation was complete. There was no going back now and he could not do anything about his position. He was to obey his father who was also the headmaster of his new school. With just 2 weeks left until the first day, Aiden believed that would mark the end of all freedom and fun in his life…

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