First rejuve/Page2

Come the next day, Violet was awake pretty early in the morning, watching the morning news in her little pj's as she nibbled on an anzac buscuit and drank some milk. Both of these she had got on her own, which in her mind was a big achievement. Her husband, Tony, strangely was still asleep. Violet has slipped out of their bed without disturbing him, her tiny frame in comparison to his not even being noticed in it's absence. Walking around the kitchen in a pair of bunny slippers she had been unsteady at first and had needed to use the small 'steps' that Tony had put down so she could reach the table, fridge and shelf.

When Tony came out an hour after she had, at 7am she waved the remains of her cookie at him and downed the last of her juice. "How can you still be a morning person at a quater of the age!" Tony glared at the 6yo. Violet giggled and kicked her legs against the base of the couch before jumping up and running over to hug Tony's legs. "I need to watch the morning news!" she said, "Cause I don't get to watch the midday one if your sending me to this Catherine's place!" she let go again. At this point Tony noticed the girl had nothing on the bottom half. "Accident at night!" Violet nodded, "The Dry-nights are in the hamper. I cant reach to put them in the wash!" she replied, identifying the pullups commonly used to handle children in the bed-wetting stage.

Slipping off her bunny slippers as she attempted to run back to their bedroom, Violet nearly fell over but managed to catch herself and stay upright by sheer force of will. "This Catherine's place!" she called out to Tony as she proceeded to strip down and change. "Grades one through ten you said?" Tony nodded before remembering she couldn't see him from the other room, then got up and followed. It disturbed him looking at Violet naked but it intrigued him too. Somehow despite the fact that her entire body shape had shrunk, her breasts disappeared, and her body robbed of most of it's fat it somehow Still looked like the woman he'd married. Just, dinkier! Smaller!

"It's a private school!" he responded to her question as she pulled on a brown pleated skirt and a white t-shirt. "My father sent me there during my high-school years and its close by. The classes there are smaller than they would be at a public school and you'll have more freedom to study what you want, but you're still going to be in the primary school section for rehabilitation purposes!" Violet nodded, trying to pull on a parker and suddenly found she couldn't move one of her arms. Tony snickered. "You're arm is going through the wrong hole in the shirt!" he explained. She did a double take and pulled everything off before trying again. This time she got it right and was able to move and put the parker on.

It wasn't long before Violet was having her shoelaces tied, something that she still couldn't figure out and had to get help with. In her mind she said the words, but when she tried to do it right now it always knotted. Then she was given a gently pat on the bottom by Tony and shoved out the door.

A company driver waited for her outside, reading a paper. "Did you hear!" he said to the 6yo coming down the path, "The Drakonian Delegation has finally approved a joint mining colony on Sactona." "Where's that?" Violet replied, "Somewhere around Bag end?" The driver laughed. The Drakonian's had been very helpful since first contact 50 years ago but their technology was hard for humans to use and only some people knew their language. The specialists in Entimology had been the ones to translate the Drakonian's notes about their uses for the device medically into panglish. And then her and Tony had spent nearly ten years figuring out why it wouldn't work the same way for humans.

"Let the reptiles sort out their own messes!" Violet responded, climbing into the car with some assistance and strapping in. "At the age I am now I'm not going to get to talk with one for a decade at least anyhow!" she scowled. Tony had said repeatedly that she was still a part of the Rejuve Project but she questioned how long it would be before she could work in a lab, rather than just be a test subject.

The drive to the school was a quiet one. Violet was too lost in thought to even notice the route that was being taken and when the Driver announced they'd arrived and helped her out of the car she just shrugged it off. St Catherine's school was a large Church school, Possibly smaller than she thought because of her size, but still huge! The school complex was almost as big as the Nirvada space labs and took up a good few city blocks with multiple gates leading into the different sections. Violet walked alone into the school and to the class, with the driver of the car waving a hanky and pretending to be all sentimental about 'his child'. She poked her tongue at him before making her way to the upper grades.

At six years she should have only been first grade. But the level of writing, reading and the rest was comparable at least to a third grader. Her intellect on the other hand was comparable to a uni student so she wasn't exactly eager to see the primary school buildings to her left. Waltzing past the lower grades she went to her allotted classroom, up in grade six with the 10 and 11 year olds.

She looked up nervously as she walked amongst the much older students, most of them were talking about silly things such as tv soaps, sports and virtual reality games. The six year old rolled her eyes and bobbed through the group of youths towards the classroom. If she could she would sneak in before everyone else, not wanting to risk so silly a thing as having to introduce herself to the class.

Since the school was private, waiting was not a requirement. Older children, least physically older she reminded herself, started filing in and instantly noticed the little girl sitting at one of the tables. Taking her chair she had pulled out a rather large cushion that propped her up so she wasn't so low in the seat. "Hello?" A boy said with curiosity, bending over and trying to look Violet in the face. The Rejuve ignored him, taking out her pencils and workbook and supplies. "Are you waiting for someone? This is a grade 6 class you know, not a grade 2" Violet gave the boy a derisive look. "I'm only waiting for the teacher!" she said. "I'm new, Violet Asahura! I'll be starting school with you today." she said without looking at the boy, despite his trying to look at her face.

Around her she heard the snickering of several other students. "I really doubt that!" a girl said, "Unless your some kind of child prodigy you're definitely in the wrong classroom kid!" Violet looked up at the boy and went to say something sarcastic, but looking around the room there was nothing to prove or indicate her age or intelligence so instead she got out her data pad and woke it up. A list of her schoolbooks and projects appeared on the screen.

Three pairs of mouths dropped open, alongside books in which she was supposed to practice her lettering and regain her fine motor skills were books on calculus, physics and human biology well above what even the 10yo's in the room were expected to learn. "Okay." the boy muttered, he positioned himself to sit on the desk opposite where she say. "I'll take that as a yes on the prodigy!" There was a clapping sound at the door as a tall man walked into the room. "Thats enough you lot, take your seats!" He noticed Violet, she grimaced. How on Earth had Tony explained the situation to the teacher. "Everyone, seats now! Violet? I assume you're Violet. You really do look like a six year old!" "Looks like?" the other children pondered in whispers.

"Everyone, this is Violet Asuhara! I have been informed that due to some, experimental medical prodedure Violet supposedly has the mind of an adult in a child's body. She has come back to school in an attempt to regain lost skills!" The bubble of noise in the room grew exponentially but was silenced instantly when the teacher went and picked up a large pointer from the front of the interactive display board. "If you want to ask her about it do so at break, for now I want everyone to fetch out their Drakonian letting handbooks and show me your lettering!" Violet's eyes popped wide open.

"Wait, what?" she asked, "Since when have they been teaching Drakonian in school?" The teacher frowned at Violet's interruption. "Since like forever!" the boy next to her had snided, Violet was starting to think this was the wrong classroom. "Can somebody answer her question?" he looked around as three or four hands went up and picked on a bleach haired Asian girl. "Sir, after diplomatic permission was granted and Drakonian's started coming here in 2190. In 2227 the School Education Council set that we should make an effort to learn their language even if we can't speak it. That was 22 years ago. Violet blinks her eyes. 22 years ago she would have been, 19. "Ah." Violet said. "That means the implemented it almost the year before I left school!" She ignored the sound of people scoffing and got out her data-pad so she could begin her writing practice. She found it hard. The cubiform Drakonian text reminded her of the ancient hebrew writing she had seen some of the history eggheads trying to read. Small figures made using straight lines half of the characters looked like lopsided stars or little dancing figures. Their figure of a female Draconian was easy enough to understand, looking similar to the old fashioned Yen sign and the word indicating a male being the right way up. She vaguely remembered that the females had always been the dominant gender in their society.

"This boy needs a spanking!" she wrote loyally. The teacher, wondering around the room to check the work, looked down at Violet's work. "Why are you holding the stylus like that? You're writing is all sloppy." Violet put the stylus down and massaged her writing hand. "My hand has forgotten how to do all this, its aching and doesn't like it much!" she said sourly, trying not to sound like a brat but failing. The teacher frowned. "Well you're just going to have to practice more! Keep those lines straight. No wobbling about!" He showed her the example text.

Violet frowned and continued to write, practicing and struggling to grasp a new language. After writing they went on to maths, covering the basics of finding areas in three dimensional space and calculating gravitational trajectories. While not her area of expertise Violet breezed through the questions in a moment, having no problem with the schoolyard maths. Everything was just a matter of plugging the values into a formula. When the teacher noticed she'd moved on from that and was testing herself on the more advanced calculations she had to show him that the earlier work was already finished and beamed, first at him then at the ten year-olds in the room around her. Nobody was smiling back. By recess time, even though she was feeling tired she was the first person out of the room, running out at good speed and taking her bag down to the lawn where she could sit in the sun, eat the breakfast that the driver had bought for her and relax.

Perhaps it was another aspect of being a child again but she didn't notice when three boys and two girls ganged up around her until one of them cast a shadow across her. When he did it startled her and she sat up abruptly looking at the youths. It felt strange looking up at people she knew were younger than her.

"What ARE you?" The tallest of the boys asked, arms crossed. "Advanced maths?" "Cant write cause your hand get sore?" "Doesn't know the first thing about Drakonia! See these!" she indicated the buckles holding her long blue hair back, "Dragonian Clothings studs! And these," her bracelets, intertwined vines made out of copper with small twelve petalled flowers on them. "Latest Fashion! Everyone in the real world knows all about Drakonia! We have a dozen of them in the school!" Violet rolled her eyes at the girl, "Look! Before i came here I was a scientist, 41 years old! I'm not here to jolly well have fun and I certainly as hell don't care what you think of me!"

"Bullsh-...Twaddle!" The girl responded. "There's no such thing as technology that makes people younger!" Putting her ham and salad roll down Violet scrambled to her feet. She would have jumped to her feet except she thought they might betray her. "Well there IS now! The spacefares brought it back, the Drakonian's you love so much have been helping us adapt it for humans! If you knew as much about these Drakonian's that you like so much You'd know that the Chronton Radiation they use to transfer their tanswarp vessels into Hyber-space can Awlso make people yunger!" Staring up at the blue haired wretch Violet could feel her temper getting out of hand. From the moment she had arrived at this stupid, kindergarten, all any of the other students had done was poke fun at her.

And now they were laughing! She looked around in fury and confusion!

"Listen to her!" The blond girl giggled. "All high and mighty Six year old Can't even Pronounce her words right!" The boys started chuckling too. Violet shook her head and growled, her purple hair whipping as she tried to tell herself to act like an adult, but something in her was snapping! Lashing out she kicked the closest of the boys square between the legs then pounced on the poncy blue-haired fashion victim.

Adrian, the shorter of the brown haired boys, went down like a sack of potatoes with the impact but Rio, the taller, immediately saw what was happening and tried to drag the violent six year old away from his girlfriend before anyone got hurt. Violet was struggling and kicking like a possessed mule when finally one of the teachers stalked over!

Tall and brawny this musclebound woman was almost as tall as a Drakonian, at least 6 foot and had more muscles on her arms and legs than a body builder. Shapely, with at least a D or E breasts, despite her long skirt, low cut blouse and long blue hair she still had the air of a bruiser and the youths who had seen her coming instinctively stepped out of the way. A second later Rio and Violet had been physically hoisted into the air to face her.

Violet gulped.

"Um, hello!" she waved politely. "What, the frick is going on? Why is a junior student fighting with an upper student!" "Miss Prügel ! Miss! Violet keeps saying she isn't six, and acting mean. She kicked Adrian in the happy sacks sir!" The blue haired girl commented. Miss Prügel lowered the two youths to the ground. "I see! So You're Violet! Both of you to my office now, you too Rio!" Violet was from marched with the two boys and the girl she had been attempting to mame in front of the teacher. "Who is she?" Violet whispered to the boy, "Physical Education?" "She's the deputy Head!" Rio replied back! "Hush!"

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Entering the office all three youths were sat on a rather comfortable bench outside the Deputy Head's door and she went inside, organising some paperwork. After a moment of Violet had no idea what the three juniors were allowed into the room and sat on three straight back metal chairs. The giant of a teacher stared at them.

Violet felt very small all of a sudden. "Now, Miss Asuhara." The Deputy Head took a breath, "I know it's been some time since you've been in a school environment and, while I applaud your gusto for taking on someone bigger than you I would have thought somebody in her mid-forties would have more well." She fumbled for a word, twirling her hand in the air, "Tact! Then this?" she indicated the children on either side of Violet. Violet looked at them to see their mouths hanging open!

"Yes, you three. I want you to be aware that we're trying not to make a big deal out of this but the child you were just having a tussle with is what the scientists are calling a 'Rejuve'!" she made quotation marks with her fingers. "Now, i want a very brief answer from the four of you about just why you were fighting?" The Deputy Head swivelled on her swivel-chair.

"Violet, by the way, did your hus..." she hesitated, "I mean 'Father' tell you about how we handle discipline here?" Violet had to think for a moment. She knew that as a private school it's edict was that it 'Served the Parents need' and took a grim view on bad or disrespectful behaviour. Violet had only wished she could afford a posh school like this when she was young the first time around.

"I see you don't. Well the general rule of thumb is this, unlike public school which expect the parents to handle discipline we have authority in this school to punish and discipline student's ourselves. It happened after the Government legalized use of spankings again back in the 2100's and while a lot of the public schools are still required to pass the responsibility to their parents we use a variety of techniques to punish bad behaviour!"

"I, but I. I was being picked on!" Miss Prügel held up a hand to silence Violet. "Boys, tell her how we usually handle fighting!"

It was Adrian who spoke up. "Usually they start with a spanking." He admitted glumly, "Most punishments are things like cleaning the rooms, raking sand-pits and manual labour. But fighting, bullying and anything perverse usually gets you spanked, and they go up from there to switching!"

"Exactly! So, honestly Miss Asuhara, you picked the worst possible thing to do wrong on your first day of school. There aren't many things that earn corporal punishment, so tell me why you shouldn't receive it?" Violet went to open her mouth when Rio interrupted. "Honestly miss, it's not really her fault. We didn't believe she was as old as she claimed she was. I still don't really believe it! But we were picking on her and she just tried to defend herself.

Violet blinked and looked up at the ten year old sitting next to her. Was he trying to become a gallant knight or something? "Miss Asuhara?" Violet nodded before turning back. "I, miss. I am sorry." without realising it she was starting to put on the cute act. "I just kinda lost it. I know what I did was bad. Please don't punish us too harshly!"

Miss Prügel stared at the girl as though she'd just grown horns. "Did you just try to puppydog eye me?" Violet did a double take, "Um. I dunno. How does the puppydog look, look?" The Deputy Head laughed, Violet suddenly found herself mesmerized by the woman's bouncing breasts. Even as an adult she had never been able to get a figure like that. "Enough! Rio, fetch the Rod from behind you! This isn't your first time getting in a fight so you know you deserve it!

Meekly, the tall ten year old obeyed. the headmistress waved a hand to Adrian - "Since you already got punishment from Violet your duty is to clean every interactive display in your classroom before you go home!" "All the Desks?" "All of them! Now go!" Adrian hobbled out of the room, still sore. Violet was trying not to laugh and sat in her seat, hoping her punishment was as light.

Without saying a word Miss Prügel bent the erroneous knight over the end of her desk, and pressed the latch on the side of his long pants to make then unbuckle and fall to the ground. Rio's underwear were the old 'Kelvin Kline' brand-name. Expensive silk under-shorts that swished against his skin!

A second later the long thin birch rod the Deputy Head used for punishments was swishing against the boy's buttocks as well. One, Two, Three, Four, Five! It didn't take very long but she could tell from the look on the boy's face that it was definitely painful! Once it was over Eliza ordered the boy to sit, "Pants stay down!" Violet peeked, and wondered if the spanking had turned the ten year old on somehow.

A second later the blue haired girl was out of her chair, skirt being hoisted up to reveal her bottom. "Jenna!" she addressed the blue haired girl, "I am aware you seam to have a thing for Rio, but I suggest you not let him lead you astray like this!" 'Aaah' Violet thought as she saw the girl blush and twiddle her Drakonian bracelet around on her arm. Putting down the Rod the deputy head picked up a large round wooden paddle and began delivering a good 15 swats to the girl's unprotected bottom. "Incidentally, G-Strings are NOT suitable underwear for a ten year old!" She added another three. "On the way out enquire with the secretary for something to replace them with!"

Weeping a little and moving sorely Jenna left the room. Finally attention turned to Violet and the six year old looked at the deputy head pale faced. "Um... I'm not getting that am I?" Miss Prügel looked at the paddle with an amused look before handing the paddle to Violet. She looked at it nervously.

"Come here!" the woman moved her chair out away from the desk and sat down. Violet obeyed. She was SO going to have a go at Tony when she got home! Sending her to a place like this, he probably KNEW that they used spanking here! When she had been older he had enjoyed spanking her then.

'Oh no!' she suddenly realised. 'I am going to be so in for it myself! He PLANNED this the BASTARD!'

Violet shivered as the headmistress started by taking down her skirt, actually letting it fall to the floor then started pulling down Violet's underwear as well. The little girl balked, dropping the paddle as she fought to pull them up! Against the beastly woman's size and strength she didn't have a chance, the giantess had them down in a second. Standing beside her legs she cowered complaing, "But, Rio is still here!"

He looked on with amusement!" "Violet Asuhara!" The principal commanded, "You are currently six years old. Thats the age of our grade one and two's! You have Nothing he will be interested in and - according to regulations - you will be spanked bare!"

Violet struggled and started crying as the Deputy head pulled her up and across the lap! Compared to Miss Prügel Violet looked like an over-sized doll! The hand came down on Violet's exposed nates like two sub-atomic particles coliding and the pain that rush through her skin felt like the nuclear blast that would have followed.

Struggling she cried as the deputy head dropped twelve hard smacks across her rear, falling still after half-way through. As an afterthought Eliza added five more, "For making a fuss!" she instructed, before setting the girls upright and assisting her with her attire. "You can pull your pants up too!" she ordered Rio, the boy standing and doing so.

"Make sure she gets back to the classroom in one piece, bell is going to ring soon if my clock is right!"

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The rest of the day passed slowly. By lunchtime not only did Violet have her sore bum, but she was as exhausted as hell. Second period had been PE, where she found out that the Deputy Head had once been a PE teacher herself and that she couldn't kick a ball to save her life! Rio and Jenna were actually nice though after their spankings. Sitting with Violet at lunch and telling her about 'The kids of today' she actually found the afternoon slightly enjoyable.

At the final bell Violet exited the school gates and saw the company vehicle, then she remembered her slight. Everyone turned to see a six year old yelling at the top of her lungs.

"When I get home, Tony is SO going to get it!"