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At the Mall
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Julia led her little charge into the mall qith quick steps and not much patience - talking to the pair as they went. "We made good time!" Julia told her charges, "We have an appointment to 'size' Julia at the fitters in a little while. While we're there we'll fit you two Mitchell!" Mitchell gulped. "After the fittings to determine exactly what size Kimberly is - we'll buy your new uniform, and then select a range of switches, the new sized paddle for you being a six year old." Julia looks down at her little charge. "We also have an appointment later today to use one of the booths. Maybe can test out the new implements there while they're recording - I'm sure the courts wont mind us testing them now, even if your birthday isnt for a couple of weeks!"

Julia lets go of her daughters hand and Leeds the way, with Mitchell bringing up the rear of their little group and the trio progress upstairs to the second level. Level one of the shopping centre is all the grocery stores and farmers market. Level two is the Penitatas section, containing the wide range of discipline oriented stores as well as a wide range of spanking stored targeted at domestic discipline. The top floor is the food court and while there are a large number of novelty stores interspersed around the building it will be down to Kimberly's behaviour as to whether she gets to look in any of them.

If she was REALLY (highly unlikely) there was ice-cream, the non-penni toy store, holo-vid stores and even a small cinema in the west wing as possible entertainment but it was unlikely she'd get to see half of this stuff on this trip. Kimberly swallowed hard upon hearing the days plans. "Oh yes that would be good Mommy," she agrees about the machine. When Julia lets her hand go the little girl is both excited and worried. Excited because it meant Julia trusted her enough to keep up It worried Kimberly because this also gave her more of a chance to screw up. Kimberly glances at Mitchel for a moment and then walks quickly after her mother.

It's hard to do, Julia's legs are much longer but she's had practise. The eal difficulty is firstly not running... that would definitely earn her a few swats at least. Second the press of people would make it hard to find either of her guardians hard if she lost them. "What is she talking about sizing? for a stool?" Kimbers thinks, "But I gots one... maybe for a worseer one?" she cringes at the bad grammar; glad her Mommy can't hear it. "Or maybe the p-paddles." her hand nervously goes up and brushes her hair to cover the left side of her face. "Oh my bummy's going to be super sore by the time we go home." she thinks.

Up on the second floor, Kimberly is led by her mum to a large 'stall' in the middle of a courtyard. Inside - to her shock and horror, are three tall men wearing business suits, with tape measures hanging around their necks and about five butt naked pennies all in her age group. There are small stools to sit on, hard wood, and the Penitants clothing is hung up on racks on the side of the stall - nothing but a simple counter on three sides to provide any kind of cover. Two of the Penni's are being measured - one girl her height and one boy the width of his rump.

ALL the pennies are nervous as hell. Julia and Mitchel drag the young penny to the counter and one of the 'Fitters' approaches. "Oh, Hello there dears!" He grins, "Very pleased to meet you, i trust you have an appointment here?" Julia pushed her little penni forwards - "Yes, under Andeler. Our little Penni is six now!" "Aaaah!" the fitter bends down over the counter and addresses Kimberly.

"so your here for the usual - clothing size, grading for which switches, paddles etc should be used on and grading for a new chair!" The man grins at her - "Pleased to see you little one - step this way, leave your clothing at the counter!" Kimberly stares in dumbstruck. "B-but your a guy!" She squeaks in horror. Her hands fly up to her mouth as ehr eyes widen as she realizes what she says. She nervously looks up at Julia and then Mitchel and making a face adds, "And I'm a naughty Penni." Blushing bright red she takes off her shoes and then socks and then her skirt, just leaving ehr blouse on. "C-can't I leave my blouse on? Please?" She'd been bare enough times form the waist down for it to be standard. But completely and totally baby-bare in front of everybody? She looks hopefully up at the tailor.

The tailor beams down at the young girl "Oh of course - as long as I can get to all your areas!" Kimberly's mother coughs and gives the man a nasty look. He hesitates - looks at the mother who shakes her head, and then he shakes his head too. Still shaking his head he turns back to Kimberly "I'm sorry my dear - I forget - embarrassment is part of the fitting process!" He ruffles Kimberly's hair and pulls the rest of her clothing off - then leeds her to the first item.

"FEET!" He says, getting you to stand on a very old fashioned sizing device, there he adjust the slider to find your foot size and shape, - the stuff you stand in feeling like a kind of jel that determines your exact tred. Next he grabs a tape-measure and begins measuring, "Now don't mind my cold hands here dear," his cold hands pressing against Kimberly's back - one end at the base of the neck, the other at the base of her rump (between her legs). Kimberly blushes bright red as she suddenly finds herself baby bare. Covering up her chest, as if there was anything to hide there, she tenses slightly as she's lifted up.

As her toes make contact with the jel her face makes an "Eeww" expression. At the mention of cold hands she tenses slightly and then meeps as in deed the cold hands come into contact with her warm skin. She wants to ask him if he keeps them in the freezer between customers but doesn't. That would be really rude. As he asks her to stand still Kimberly tries her best not to wiggle and to ignore what he's doing, it's hard and she's sure she's wiggling a little more then is really acceptable but his hand ARE cold!

In total the 'Tailor' measures Kimberly six ways. Base of the neck to the base of the bum. Outside leg (weist to knee) Inside leg (groin to ankle). Having done that he then takes three measures across, one across Kimberly's back (underarm to underarm); one around her waist and one across her rump at the widest point. As he does so he manipulates her arms and legs without asking, just moving the little girl as he pleases and notes down all the information on a pad. "Excuse me!" he finally speaks up, and indicates you can step off moving to the next station. Strangely the gel between your toes does not stick to your feet.

At the second station the second attendant gets you to sit on what looks like a complicated stool. On the legs are slides that adjust the height and on the side is a knob that adjusts the height of the little pyramids on the sitting part of the corner stool. "This!" the man explains "Is the basic sensitivity test" he indicates the girl should sit and raises the stool to a height where her feet are off the ground. "I'm going to adjust the sharpness of the stool!" he indicates. "Say as it starts to hurt to much!"

He adjusts it up till you indicate - then having done that he pulls a strap over, straps you to the chair and leaves you there. "I'll relieve you in a little while and we'll see how you're going!" - as this tailor guy moves on to another child (they have five in the store at the moment) Julie and Mitchel come over with smug expressions and ask what Kimberly things so far. Kimberly tries to wiggle but with the strap holding her firmly down she can't do much except make teh enhancers poke ehr more. She winced. While the results of that morning's spanking had mostly faded she could tell that sitting on this stool wasn't going to be pleasant for much longer. Looking up at the approach of her Mommy and Uncle she again crosses her arms over her chest, tucking her hands under her arms. "I... I'll try to not earn any corner time Mommy." Kimberly answers the question, "T-thank you for getting me a new stool."

She tries to shift as the enhancers start to do their work. "I won't like sitting on it at all!" She says. She looks around, trying to watch the other penny's to keep herself distracted but nothing can distract her form the thoughts of what this stool would do on a thoroughly paddle bum. Thinking that she adds to Mitch. "I'm sorry if I got you into trouble Uncle Mitchel."

She tries not to sniffle as time goes by but ehr eyes begin to fill with tears. The nasty little points hurt. "At least," she comments to herself more then her mother, "The Corrections Board didn't give me a prescription stool!" Their neighbour had one, it was like a tiny forest of needles. 3mm base tetrahedral and 11mm high.

"Oh my dear!" Julie pats the girl on the head "This isn't your new stool - this is what they use to determine what stool you need" "That's right!" Mitchel puts in, "Every few years you'll be sized for a new stool - Depending on how you handle this, the fitters will tell me what grade you need!" Julia gives Mitchel a dark look and finally snaps. "Okay young man - your overstepping the boundaries a lot today!" Mitchel lets out a little wimper at being told off and both Mitchel and Kimberly watch as Julia talks to the men doing the 'Fitting'. The men retrieve a switch from one of the cabinets - a large thick one with lots of flexibility from their counter and hands it to Julia with a wink.

As Kimberly sits on her stool, Julia approaches her older 'Son' - Kimberly's uncle and backs him up against one of the counters. Using only a little bit of force she spins the completus around, bends him over the counter and drops his pants - with a look of determination and nastiness on her face.

"she is supposed to be sitting on the stool un-spanked first!" Julia tells him "First un-spanked, then again spanked to get a proper measure. You've messed that up - and acted out of your bounds!" Mitchel whimpers and speaks up. "But she did ask for it!" Julia ignored him - clear in Kimberly's view, Julia holds her oldest charge down and begins switching his rump.

Kimberly is released long before his switching stops and she is given a chance to watch as her uncle get some nice red welts on his rump. The third fitter comes forward while Kimberly is watching - "it'll be time to fit you for your new implements soon - we don't have that many so you might have to wait a bit!" Kimbers eyes widen upon hearing the explanation of how this was going to happen. The impending soreness of her bottom suddenly vanishes as her Mommy snaps. The little girl's eyes open up impossibly wide as she sees Julia go after Mitchel.

She watches with worry and sadness as her uncle started to be switched. Fear that her Julia might vent a little of that on Kimberly. Sadness because she knows it was her fault. When the third fitter comes by to tell her about the fitting the implements and that it could take awhile she wonders what to do. "Thank you!" She calls afte the fitter as he walks away. She's relieved to get off that stool but knows she'll likely soon be on it... with a SPANKED bottom.

Kimberly glances towards her Mommy who is still thrashing Mitch with a vengeance. Gulping a little she decides to just keep out of the way so edges towards the counter, near where they came in. It didn't afford much in the way of privacy but Kimberly was definitely NOT going to go and get her clothes without being told. She hated not having anything on top and there was a nice sheltered little corner she could settle into just over... "NO MOMMY PLEASE! I DON'T WANNA!" Kimberly's stops her edging towards what she thinks would be a good spot to keep out of the way at the protesting voice. Looking around she spots a twelve year old girl being led the ear.

"Its too late Chelsea, all I've heard all day is talk-talk-talk so now I'm gonna her you squeal!" She marches her little girl up to a tall blue machine that looked like an old fashion scale. The only real difference was it had three bolsters and several arms holding several implements.

Kimberly glanced over her shoulder again and say that Julia was still going strong so turned her attention back to the older girl who was now standing on the machine crying as her Mommy tugged down her peach colored shorts and matching panties. As the mother feeds credits into the machine the bolsters moved so that they would be behind Chelsea knees, small of the back and her abdomen. She watched the girl who had to be twelve being bent sharply over and firmly held in place by the padded bolsters.

"And just because you made a fuss Ill choose something special." "Kimberly is distracted form this fascinating display by a voice behind her. "That's a spank your weigh machine." Yanking herself around Kimberly's finds herself almost nose tip to nose tip with another penny, this one a boy. A bare naked boy." Blushing hard she gives a yelp and jumps backwards, right into a stool which she promptly falls over. There she lays undignified, legs akimbo and everything out for view. The blush consumes her whole body as she tires to scramble up, only to promptly fall over the still toppled stool, getting her legs caught. With a wind milling motion she falls forward onto her forearms, her cute little bottom stuck high up in the air as the stool legs pin her own legs. completely mortified now she just stays there wondering when doom was going to come down on her own bottom and wishing she could die of the embarrassment.

After a little while with Mitchel silently whimpering, Julia decided that her young charge had had enough. His rump had, in the intervening time, become a crisscross of red welts numbering about twenty or so, including one likely very painful one that went right down between his butt cheeks and would make even standing up slightly painful. Once that was done she allowed him to stand - seeing his pouting and rather sorry face and gave him a good long hug. The nekid boy behind the counter was greatly amused to see this 6yo girl falling over herself - he Helps her up and rightens the little wooden stool she'd tripped over.

"You can sit down on that if you like!" he puts in, "But you'll be doing enough sitting soon!" The boy turns around and shows Kimberly his rump, its nice and red has three or four different sized marks on it, three different kinds of switch marks and a cane mark. "All things considered!" he told her "The people here are very professional - mum couldn't wait around so the fitter did this - just enough strokes to test how it effects the skin. If it makes your rump too red too quickly its considered dangerous to use on proper spankings!"

Having finished with Mitchel for now, Julia left him standing in a corner with his hands on his head and approached the two talking children, flexing the switch in her hands. The boy gulps, but she puts the 'adult grade' switch down, takes a seat on the flat stool Kimberly had tripped over and gives the children a smile and a stare.

"What's your name boy?" The boy hesitates, "Jacob, maam!" Julia nodded. A strange look was coming over Julia's eye, and when she turned to address her daughter there was a sweet smile on her face.

"I'm supposed to try out the different grades the fitters recommend right now for paddle, switch and cane to make sure they are nasty enough but not too nasty. As you've already had a spanking today, and Mitchel is in time out for acting like he's an adult already, I don't want to spank you too harshly!"

She thinks for a bit - "If you want I can let this penni give you your licks?" She says deviously, "I'll make it your choice who gives them." "T-tahnks, they look like they doo good work and I think I'll stand for now." Kimberly says while making sure her hair covers the left side of her face. She hated when people saw her birthmark. "I-I'm Kimberly by the way." She holds out ehr hand. The boy gives it a shake and then looks at the back before letting it go.

"Hard Timer, same as me," he shows the back of his hand. "I'm Jacob, I'm seven, been here before?" "Kimberly," Kimbers says, "N-no, this is our first trip to this mall. And I'm just starting school this year." She shifts nervously, "So what you do?"

Jacob grins, "Oh me? Drunk driving, improper use of government property and endangering public safety." He rattles this off and then makes a face, "I took my police cruiser for a spin one night during the winter. I was really bored and really drunk and don't remember much." He grimaces even more, "Frankly I think I got off too lightly. Not to mention a perfectly good career shot all to shi-ipwreck." Kimberly giggles at the suddenly correction of the last word, she could imagine what he had wanted to say. "I know what being drunk is like but... I hurt women though. I got convicted of rape. Y-repression of course."

Jacob nods, "You don't seem to be new to being a Penni." "6th cycle of 12, what about you?" Jacob is about to answer but then stiffens slightly at something behind Kimberly. The 6yo turns and spots her mum coming towards them with a massive switch. Kimberly swallows nervously and glances in her Uncles direction, wincing as she spots how red and welted his hiney is.

"Poor Uncle Mitchel!" Kimberly thinks. She's relieved when Julia puts the switch down but her relief suddenly vanishes as she sees her Mommy's smile, that was Julia's "I got something in mind for my Penni" look, which usually meant a really sore bum for her little charge

Her Mommy's question makes Kimberly start to chew her lip. Testing out the implement sounded painful but it wasn't a surprise now. She knew her Mommy's licks would hurt more then Jacobs but there was something else, like a trick. Kimberly didn't know what it was and she was more concerned about pleasing her mother then her bottom (at the moment anyway).

Clasping her hands in front of her she looks between Julia and Jacob who's regarding her with interest. Every once of her being clearly says she's becoming even more nervous and worried. She'd like to have a Penni kid spank her since it wouldn't hurt so much but he was a boy! Like a little light coming on realization struck Kimberly then. Julia would spank her either way but Kimberly thought that Julia wanted Jacob to spank Kimberly. The nervousness leaving her Kimberly takes in a deep breath and says very politely, "thank you for letting me choose Mommy. Would you please let Jacob give me my licks? I know his Mommy isn't here at the moment so I don't know when she'd be back though." Julia was still smiling, but her eyes looked a little sad somehow and she slapped her leg. "Alright then - Tailor!" Julia jumped to her feet and the third tailor returned, carrying on a tray three different sized paddles, two switches and two canes.

"Yes Maam!" The tailor say, being rather polite, "According to the chair test, these are the best levels for a penni her size. She is rather underweight and may not be ready for grade 6 switches. For now we'll test the grade 5 and grade 6 paddles, grade four and five switches and only the Level 2 Nursery cane - as there isn't much padding on her bones!"

Julia nod, thinking over things - "Well - that will reduce the shopping list a little" She replies - and leeds the two children over to a suitable section of the counter.

"Lean against it, Kimbers, You're too big for him to put across your knee properly!" Julia turns to the naked boy and lets him select the implement.

"10 of each paddle!" The fitter supplies, "I know - you did it to me!" Julia frowns at Jacob but lets the comment slide. He starts in the right place with the smallest paddle and nervously delivers the first spank to Kimberly's unprotected behind. "Harder!" Jacob looks to Julia then back at the penni rump in front of him and tries again. "HARDER!" Julia puts in, the boy makes a face and this time the smack has some decent weight behind it.

"Good!" Julia finally responds, "Kimberly - do this like you do with your Uncle Mitch!" Bent over the counter Kimberly makes sure she has a good grip on the other side. "I'm not gonna like this," she thinks as she hears Jacob make a smart remark.

When Julia shouts, "HARDER!" it makes Kimberly almost let go but she can understand why her Mommy had said it. Jacob was trying to go easy and that wouldn't do.
 * SMACK* went eh paddle with enough weight to satisfy Julia. "Upon hearing her Mommy's instructions she calls out, "One!" *SMACK*" T-two... owie!" *SPLAT* "IIIEEEYAAA! Kimberly protests and digs her fingers into the other side fo the counter "THREE!" she squeals just before number four is delivered. "OWIE THAT HURT!" she shouts, Jacob's aim had been a bit high.

"Do that again, and a little lower," Julia tells the young man. Jacob looks unhappy but knows better then to argue. The paddle comes down in a better spot. "FIVE! T-thanks Mum!" Kimberly gets out before *SPLAT* Six arrives. "SIX!" she calls out even as tears stream freely down her face, "SE-SEVEN!" apparently Jacob has found his rhythm. "Slow a little," Julia coached him, "or you'll wear yourself out." She then adds, 'Then I'd have to take over." "Yes maam!" Jacob replied with a huge grin and reaching out pats Kimbers hot and now rather pink bottom. "Thanks for letting me do this, its fun to be on the giving end." Kimberly squirms as she pats her sore rear.
 * SPANK* *WHAP* *SPLAT* go the last three with Kimberly calling them out. Openly grinning now Jacob buts the lightest paddle down and starts reaching for the next size.

"T-thanks for helping Jacob." Kimberly says through her tears. Sniffling she asks, "Wha-what's the next one Mommy?" She then mutters, "I hope he doesn't choose the nursery cane... that would be even worse."