We were shocked. They actually pushed us out the front door and made us leave the school, wearing nothing except our shoes. I couldn’t believe it! First that awful paddling, then forced hand-holding and hugs with the girl I most hated in the world, and now having to run home naked, and with her! I…
I had to spend the next three nights alone. Yvonne told me that she had to work over the weekend, but that if I wanted, she could come over Sunday afternoon. Seeing her Thursday and Friday at school, but not being able to talk to her and knowing that I wouldn’t see her until Sunday,…
Counselor Lynn B. Hartman – Department of Student Health Services – Davenport State University Counseling notes: Wednesday, November 03. 9:00 – 10:30: Christina J. Melendez, enrolled full-time student – Residency: Campus dorm resident, no roommate – Age/gender: 19 years old, female – Ethnicity: White/Hispanic – Family information: single daughter of a two-parent household – Economic…
Originally Posted on Deviantart on April 25, 2015 Author’s Note : My first story! Based on a comic by Anew ENF Artist Her hand trembled as she reached for the doorknob of her room. She could feel her heart race as she pushed it open. “Nobody’s home,” she reminded herself. Her leg shook a little…
A simple doorway shouldn’t have this effect on me. My heart is slamming against my ribs. I can feel my hands shake. My cheeks are glowing and sweat is pouring down my forehead. All because that simple little figure on the locker room door doesn’t have a dress. At the same time, my fingers grip…
Originally Posted to Deviantart on September 30, 2018. Author’s Note: This story is a sort of spin off from Hina Chapter 8. To make a long story short, Hina meets another woman during her naked misadventure. And what happened to Hina stirred this woman’s imagination. This is her story… All she could do was pace…
In the two weeks since Lisa had stopped attending lectures, she and Shelly had become very close. They talked for hours on end about everything, and Lisa would forget her nudity for long stretches. If Shelly resented anything about her role as Lisa’s caretaker, she didn’t show it. One afternoon, as Shelly was telling her…
Content Type:
Embarassment/Humiliation, Only One Naked, Streaking/Exhibitionism
2,859 words (~16 minutes reading time)
Sitting in the back of the lecture hall, Lisa pulled at her top and fanned herself. It was suddenly very hot, and she felt cramped, suffocated. She’d been feeling vaguely uneasy all day, and now her discomfort had become acute. It was as if a giant hand was squeezing her, pushing out the air in…
Content Type:
Only One Naked, Permanude/Prolonged Nudity, Streaking/Exhibitionism
11,363 words (~63 minutes reading time)
I stood in the water watching Craig walk back to where his friends were waiting. What am I going to do? I wondered. I mean, I have no way to get home at the moment, and I’ve been running around all day butt naked! Nobody even said anything to me! Waves continued to push…
Content Type:
Only One Naked, Streaking/Exhibitionism
2,424 words (~13 minutes reading time)
This is a story in the universe of DonJuan’s 2014 “Family Dentist“, zakalwe’s 2015 sequel “Family Optometrist“, and my own 2019 sequel “Date with the Receptionist“; it is a sequel to the last. This is a universe that is somewhat underrepresented given its potential IMO, and might be worth its own contest one day. This…
Chapter 2 – The convenience store I was standing in the backyard pool of someone I didn’t know and I was caught by the neighbourhood security. Merica and the other girls had abandoned me after persuading me to go skinny-dipping here. With the water reaching just below my shoulders, my breasts were buoyant in the…
Chapter 51: Outdoor Advertising At the official party after the glorious ride, Kaitlyn and I set up our massage stuff for brief public freebies by way of advertising, selecting only fully nude WNBR riders, giving them a mixed oil-and-sunscreen magical healing massage, replacing each from the thickening ring surrounding us until we ran out of…
PART 8: Bicyclists Chapter 50: Second Annual “Hi, Miki,” I said, standing on her front porch, the dawn rays backlighting me. “Where’s your bike?” “Morning, Davie. It’s just around the side of the house,” she replied, pointing. “Okay, I’ll handle it. You’re in the back with the girls.” “Segregation now?” she replied jocularly. I just…
