A Wish Too Far

Chapter 7
The Naked Truth

Chapter Description: Reduced to a naked little kid, Liam has to put on quite an act. But will the cop buy it?

Liam considered his situation carefully. He knew that physically he was about six, and six-year olds most certainly didn’t run around naked in full public view. That would take quite some explaining. But he also knew that he’d been a small six-year old. As a little boy he’d often been set down to play with stupid little kindy kids, little three and four year olds, to his constant anger. Now though his size could be an advantage. A six year old wouldn’t be caught dead outside like this, but even though only a couple years younger, a four-year old was still just little and immature enough to get away with being a cute little jaybird.

“Well hey there little guy, what you doing out here all by yourself?” the policeman asked kindly, kneeling down so as not to seem so scary to the little tyke.

Liam could see that although the man was putting on a smiling face for him, he was also scanning around for delinquent parents. It made Liam realise how much clothing made a difference. If he’d been in a primary school uniform the policeman would have addressed him as a small but thinking young boy. But naked the policeman immediately assumed him to be an unthinking silly little preschooler. It was Liam’s only chance to get out of this, to make the policeman just let him run back into the last yard.

“I was pwayin’!” Liam announced happily, forcing himself to wear an idiotic grin. His first instinct had been to cover himself up, to preserve a shred of his modesty. But he had to fight that instinct, he had to happily jump about with his penis dangling in plain view as if he didn’t care who saw it because he needed this man to believe he had willingly chosen to run around naked on the street, that he had no modesty at all. Because the alternative would mean his delinquent parents had failed to clothe him and that would mean being taken into police custody.

“Oh, you’re playing eh? That sounds like fun! How come you’re not wearing any clothes buddy?” the policeman asked in a cheerful, playful tone, to reassure the boy he wasn’t in any trouble.

“Dey gots awll wet when I pwayed in da puddle so I taked ‘em off and now I’m nakie!” Liam announced loudly, as though he didn’t care who heard him. Inwardly he cringed at the sound of his high-pitched chipmunk voice proclaiming his total lack of body shame. He also worried he was overdoing it. How was a four-year old supposed to sound? He wasn’t really sure. He hoped the officer wouldn’t spot something off with his performance.

“Wow, you’ve been having lots of fun, eh mate?” the officer chuckled.

“Uh-huh!” Liam agreed, smiling so hard it hurt his cheeks.

“So how old are you?” the officer asked next.

“Dis many,” Liam announced holding up a hand with four fingers extended.

“Four years old, eh. Well you’re getting to be quite a big boy aren’t you?”

“Mmmhmm,” Liam agreed with a nod, trying to seem happy with the praise that actually humiliated him.

“Is that your house just back there?” the policeman asked, pointing to the driveway he’d emerged from.

Liam nodded eagerly. His performance was working. In a second the constable would tell him to run back in and warn him not to play out in the street lest he get hurt. Then he’d drive away and everything would be fine again.

“Okay then, take my hand buddy, we need to go have a chat with your mummy.”

Liam stepped back from the hand as though it were a dangerous weapon. He shook his head vigorously. “No, mummy will be mad! Don’t wanna be punished. I’ll put cwothes on, pwomise I will!” Liam argued.

The policeman chuckled lightly. “Don’t be afraid buddy, you haven’t done anything wrong and your mummy won’t punish you I promise. There’s nothing wrong with a little one like you playing nakie. But you can’t be out here on the street with no grown-ups watching. You’re too little to do that on your own buddy. You could get hurt and that would make your mummy very sad. We’re just going to tell mummy to keep a closer eye on you, that’s all.”

The policeman still had his hand extended but Liam continued to back away. This wasn’t how it was supposed to work out, not at all. He’d performed perfectly, he was sure of it. He’d degraded himself, revelled in his nudity and now it was all falling apart anyway. In one swift motion the constable’s arms opened and he swept them around Liam, lifting him off the ground. This was doubly frightening for Liam. It was a very strange experience to be so high off the ground, and at the same time be cradled in the arms of a stranger. The cop’s hand pressed against his bare bottom, his other arm wrapped around his back so that his face was only inches from Liam’s.

“It’s okay buddy, we’re just going for a little walk to see your mummy. My name is Eric, by the way. What’s your name?”

Liam sniffled, his eyes wide and red with budding tears. Even though he retained his adult mind this whole situation was overwhelming his emotions. “I... I’m Liam,” he choked out, seeing no reason to lie about that.

“Well Liam, there’s no need for crocodile tears. I promise you’ll be splashing around nakie in your puddles again in no time. I’ll have a little chat with mummy and I’m sure she’ll understand completely.”

They were headed up the footpath towards the house and Liam knew this would not end well if they got there. So finally he blurted out, “That’s not my house!”

“It isn’t?” the cop questioned, stopping. “Well where do you live?”

Liam decided the only card he had left was the confused preschooler one. He pictured the destination he wanted to get to, the primary school, and he thought about what was nearby. Of course! There was a kindy just next door to it, a Lollipops Playcentre. If he could just get the cop to take him there.

“I dunno, mummy weft me at kindy dis morning but I runned away,” he explained, trying hard to keep up his childish diction.

The cop seemed confused. “You mean, you came all the way over here from your kindy, all naked?”

“Nuh-uh. I pwayed in da puddle after I runned away.”

“What’s the name of your kindy?”

“Wowwypops!” he screeched gleefully.

“Lollipops playcentre? Next to the big kids school?”

“Uh-huh!”

The cop thought this over a moment and then shrugged. “Okay buddy, we better get you back to the kindy, but first we’ll make a quick stop at the station and get you dressed. We can’t have you showing up to kindy in your birthday suit even if you are a cute little jaybird.”

Liam smiled for real as the cop carried him back to the cruiser and opened the back door, settling him in the seat and doing up the seat belt. “Sorry Liam but we don’t have any car seats for the cruisers, so I’ll have to be extra careful getting you to the station. You gotta promise to be a good boy for me and not squirm around too much. Can you do that for me mate?”

The condescending tone and the stupid sing-song voice the cop used were really starting to get to Liam. He half wanted the seat to swallow him up and end the embarrassment now. But he was getting closer to his goal, closer to getting things set back the way they were supposed to be. “Yep!” he chirped.

“Okay, good boy,” Eric praised, shutting the door.

Liam watched the houses pass by as the cruiser made its way to the police station. He was getting closer and closer to being properly clothed again and once that was done he could escape and find Lucy. Sure he had a weak and uncoordinated body but he had an adult mind, one that could reason and scheme. They weren’t expecting that, they didn’t expect a four year old to plot an escape and carry out a plan, and that was how he’d be able to beat them.