Unwanted Second Chances {for Deneuku}

[CleverFox]

Having spent the last couple of days locked in an isolation cell Rafe was more than a little bit agitated when he was finally taken to the chamber where the first part of his sentence would be carried out. Despite that he was charged with a very violent crime he was a surprisingly calm individual, or at least that was how he appeared on the outside. On the inside he was seething because of this since as far as he was concerned what he had done had been way less than his so called victims, his own biological parents no less, had deserved. Of course no one had agreed with him on that one but he hadn’t really expected that they would and quite honestly he didn’t care about the opinions of others one way or the other so it wasn’t a big deal to him.


When the guards came to get him Rafe didn’t bother to struggle against them as they walked over and pulled him to his feet, mainly because he knew that it was useless since even though he was in his early twenties, at least for the moment, he was small in stature and skinny so he was far from physically imposing. This hadn’t mattered in the attacks that had landed him in this position because he had been underestimated and had caught them by surprise however that was something that he knew for a fact would not be repeated in this instance. Plus there was the fact that he didn’t have any personal vendetta against these people so there was no motivating factor there for him.


How much time passed from when he was taken from his cell to when he was lead out to meet the person who was going to be responsible for his rehabilitation he had no way to know. Now trapped in the body of a five year old he gazed around through piercing gray eyes, several locks of his reddish brown hair having fallen to obscure the right eye. He vaguely remembered the explanation that he’d received for this process during his sentencing hearing but since he hadn’t been paying the best attention in the world he only really had a vague idea of what the heck was going on at this point.

[Deneuku]

Meanwhile, a woman, perhaps in her early to mid forties, walked into the center with a twelve year old girl in tow. The woman's name was Lorrie Underwood, and the girl, her daughter, was called Amy. Lorrie registered as a penny parent years ago; normally a single mother would have a difficult time becoming certified, but Sernisdal, being over 90% water, has a low population, and therefore an even lower number of adults fit for that designation, so the government could hardly afford to be choosy.

Today they were informed that they would be given their first Penitata to watch over - a Hard Timer who had been convicted of aggravated assault and was in for a very long sentence. Amy was excited about the prospect of having a little brother, especially when Lorrie informed her that part of her duty as a big sister would be to assist with discipline.

The two entered the room and caught sight of their new charge. Lorrie smiled and folded her hands in front of her. "Hello there. I'm your new mother," she explained, "and this is your new big sister, Amy." Amy giggled a bit and waved.

[CleverFox]

Rafe's gray eyes fell on the pair as they entered the room and he didn't look thrilled to meet them, a frown appearing on his face as the woman introduced herself as his new mother. "You don't want that," he said in a quiet and yet at the same time forceful tone of voice, just the barest hint of a childish lisp having appearing in his voice due to the rejuvination process. "Tried to kill the last one..." he added for good measure but of course he was far from threatening being as he was so small at this point. Not that he was really trying to be intimidating, he just thought she should know that.

His two counts of aggravated assault had actually not been what he was aiming for but a neighbor had intervened before he got the chance to finish what he started and there was no way that he was going to make things worse for himself by admitting what his true intentions had been. So he just went with what the courts decided but he wasn't really anxious to go along with this whole thing so he wasn't going to think of the woman as his mother. "I'm Rafe, for the record," he added as a sort of after thought, still frowning at both the woman and the girl.

[Deneuku]

Lorrie and Amy just laughed; they'd already been briefed all about the case and his attitude, and they knew they had a long way to go with him. Still, a stretch as a Penitata will straighten just about anyone out. "You are not intimidating, little boy," the mother replied. "And I would suggest being a little more respectful than that, both to me and to her."

Amy added in her two cents at this point. "Oh, I tried to kill somebody! I'm big and scary! Oooh!" she mocked, eliciting another laugh and a light pat on the shoulder from her mother to get her to stop.

[CleverFox]

Rafe narrowed his eyes slightly as the woman spoke to him and he snarled, "I wasn't trying to be intimidating." His angry eyes then shifted to the girl as she decided to mock him, not the least bit happy about that and he offered up a rather rude hand gesture in response to her words. "Shut up, no one asked for your two cents," he snapped at her, barely refraining from offering up a few colorful words to go along with what he actually had said. He was smart enough to know that was probably a bad idea but he seemed to have lost a fair deal of his self restraint in this process as well as size and age. The boy crossed his arms over his chest at this point and just proceeded to glare at both of them, making it perfectly clear just how irritated he was.

[Deneuku]

Amy gasped and pointed. "Did you see what he just did?"

Lorrie nodded. "Yes, I did. I think he needs to be taught a little respect, don't you agree?" Without waiting for a response, the woman took hold of her new son, sat down in a chair, and began pulling him over her knee while the bemused sister gets her mother's hairbrush out of her purse...

[CleverFox]

"Hey!" Rafe yelped as he suddenly found himself grabbed and pulled along with the woman as she moved to sit down in one of the chairs. "Le'go!" he snapped as he struggled with her but he found that he couldn't manage to free himself and after a couple of moments of vain struggling on his part Rafe gave it up as a lost cause. "This isn't funny!" the little penny snapped in an annoyed tone of voice, not struggling any longer but instead clenching his hands into fists. He was finding this all a little overwhelming and difficult to deal with and his current position was not helping this.

[Deneuku]

Lorrie pulls the boy over her lap and proceeds to pull his pants and underwear down, baring his unblemished bottom to the world. Amy giggles and hands her mother the hairbrush, then takes up position behind him so she can see all the action. Lorrie places a hand on the small of the boy's back to hold him down and pats the flat, hard end of the hairbrush against his bare cheeks. "Any last words?" she asks, wondering if he'll dig himself even deeper if given the chance.

[CleverFox]

Rafe actually yelped rather loudly and indignantly as his pants and underwear were pulled down to his knees, the boy feeling a slight blush coloring his face because this was just an embarrassing position to be in and since he had the mind of an adult despite the fact that he had the body of a child, it was all the worse. He tensed as he felt the flat, hard end of the brush tapping against his backside and when he was asked if he had any last words that just served to further set off his anger. "Go die in a hole," the boy growled in a low tone of voice, hands still clenched into fists at this point though as a sort of after thought he used one of his hands to attempt to protect his bare and vulnerable backside.

[Deneuku]

"Thank you, that just earned you extra," she informed him as she grabbed his hand and pinned it to the small of his back with the same hand used to hold him down. She then took aim, raised her brush high, and brought it down hard against his backside. She gave him a few seconds to "taste" the spank before settling into a rhythm of spanks, alternating cheeks to ensure an all-over redness.