All characters are 18 years old and more, and this story is purely fictional.
John Denver, a 6'5" athlete, was now naked, on his knees on the floor of his school's gymnasium, in front of his classmates, guys and girls alike.
On all fours, ass high in the air and pointing skyward, he had his head down, intent on this vicious humiliation imposed on him by his physical education teacher.
With a precise gesture, Mr. Reynolds, his teacher, grabbed his hair to straighten his head and instructed him to keep his head up.
With his head raised, John met the amused gazes of his friends, of girls who a few minutes ago had been watching him with intimidation and fear of the school's star athlete, but who were now looking him straight in the eye and smiling, pulling out their phones to immortalize John's complete nudity.
Dryly, Mr. Reynolds began the anatomical demonstration for which he had "randomly" chosen John, 18 and in peak physical condition.
- Spread your buttocks, Mr. Denver.
John spread both buttocks, revealing his most complete intimacy, a perfectly hairless anus. His bulging muscles twitched and shame made John bead with sweat. His body was a complex olive color, perfectly tanned except for the part normally covering his genitals, now uncovered in front of the whole class.
- We'll start the anatomical demonstration with a simple, straightforward prostate test. John, you'll need to test your prostate regularly if you want to avoid health problems. And ladies, you'll be able to perform it on your future spouses to make sure of your partner's state of health.
John was consumed with shame. Prostate? What did that mean? He knew it was something only men had, and which, from what he'd heard, was very unpleasant to test.
- We'll need a volunteer to perform this test.
Jenny Stills, president of the school's feminist club, who had a deep-seated hatred of John as a symbol of the toxic masculinity she wanted to eradicate, raised her hand almost immediately. John was terrified. Humiliated. Jenny, that bitch, would touch him? Impossible.
- Please, Mr. Reynolds, is it possible someone else could do the test? A man?
Mr. Reynolds glared at John.
- Shut up, Mr. Denver. You have only the role of body here, the object of this anatomy lesson, and objects don't talk. Let's proceed. Mrs. Stills, please step forward.
Jenny Stills, triumphant, stepped forward with a pitying chuckle as she looked down at the humiliated John, on all fours on the floor, who lowered his head again. Automatically, Mr. Reynolds grabbed his head and jerked it up.
- Mr. Denver, remaining on all fours, stand with your back to the class, buttocks pointed skyward, so as to present your anus to the entire class.
Resolute, John turned, taking care not to leave the floor, lest he incur Mr. Denver's wrath. His classmates now had a bird's-eye view of the anus of their school's star athlete, blazing naked and kneeling on the floor, dejected and humiliated as ever.
- We'll now proceed with the test," said Mr. Denver, pulling out a long tube of lubricant.
- Jenny, coat your index and middle fingers with lubricant, then insert it into John's anus.