Author's note:
Those who've read my works before might've figured, I stopped working on Fire Knight Katrina a while ago due to multiple issues, partially me wanting to write stories in a different setting. However, I have moved on to other projects and decided to post the first story arc of a recent one here. Those who enjoyed Fire Knight Katrina will most likely find many of its elements appealing, and those who didn't will have nothing to lose as it's a new concept.
Prologue
The concept of alternate realities has populated fiction for many decades, sometimes to the detriment of actual physicists who had their works misconstrued by the general public. But how can you blame the people eager to think that the sci-fi multiverse idea can be real? After all, it was interesting for many to imagine that our universe was a part of a bigger whole and that other versions of them lived somewhere in the endless cosmos. Of course, most knew that while the existence of alternate realities could not be disproven, it also couldn't be proven due to humanity's lack of knowledge, so these ideas remained in the realm of fiction. At least up until the year 2000, when a group of scientists working on a secret project in Nevada discovered an actual alternate reality.
Their experiment was originally meant to discover means of teleportation by severing the inherent connection between space and time. While the research team didn't reach their goals, they got even more than they'd bargained for, and their experimental portal became the most notable scientific advancement of the century. However, nobody was willing to use the invention at first. Not even the best scientists could predict what they would see on the other side. There could've been deadly viruses, horrific monsters, or just a landscape so alien it would scare them for life. However, the first thing the research team saw was none of that. It was a fit, attractive woman, which could've easily been mistaken for the resident of their own world. Of course, outside of the fact that she was completely naked and didn't seem to have any modesty whatsoever.
Shortly after the first contact, the newly discovered civilization became the talk of the entire world. Linguists, sociologists, biologists, chemists, and physicists from around the globe competed for a chance to participate in the exploration while the media reported every new finding. After a year of hard work, humanity learned enough to establish diplomatic connections with the locals. Both sides were humans, a commonality used by their leaders to bridge the initial gap. The other earth was labeled Sanflaria, after the giant transcontinental empire that was the only state in that world. Sanflarians weren't hostile but maintained an entirely different society, which seemed advanced to some and barbaric to others. They only used solar energies, lived in tight-knit communities, and had a complex social hierarchy that was hard to grasp for an outsider.
But the main difference was the fact that all Sanflarian females were obligated to remain naked at all times, regardless of circumstances. While this fact surprised many, it turned out to be for their own safety: the researchers established that the local sun's rays caused an odd reaction that was completely different for the owners of XX and XY chromosomes. Men were mostly fine, although prolonged direct exposure to the rays could cause sunburns, heatstroke, and even vomiting, like from minor radiation poisoning. Women, on the other hand, were completely immune to their star's light as long as they didn't wear clothes. Putting something on caused rashes, fever, and sometimes could even lead to death. This seemed to have been caused by a genetic mutation that all Sanflarian females had contracted through exposure to their sun's light.
As expected, this division was a cornerstone of Sanflarian culture, being an important part of the locals' social, religious, and professional lives. It also created tensions between the two worlds: many earth residents thought that Sanflaria was rooted in sexism and discrimination, while Sanflarians considered the sight of a clothed woman offensive and immoral. However, Sanflaria's advanced science and solar-based technologies forced the earth governments to continue pursuing an alliance, even if it meant making concessions along the way. This led to the historical Interworld Cooperation Pact finally being signed in 2025, which opened many doors for both civilizations
Aside from that, the newly formed ties between the worlds also meant that the earth's male population will see a lot more nude girls in their lives... While some parts of the female one will find themselves in positions where they'll have to get naked themselves.
Chapter 1: Clerk with a Dream
Arnold never had luck with women. He didn't try it much either: the twenty-year-old's shyness and meek demeanor made talking with any girl a challenge, and it only got harder with each rejection he received. At some point, it didn't seem like it was worth trying. After all, even if Arnold got a girl to go on a date, he simply didn't offer enough to keep her interested. Nobody wanted to hit on an office clerk with no higher education who was skin and bones and whose height was average at best. He was kinda cute with his nice-looking face and black hair, but less like a boyfriend and more like a little brother, leaving him with no hope whatsoever. At least before he met Eleonora, a girl literally out of this world.
His fascination with Sanflaria started more than a year ago, ever since he got his job. Working at the Interworld Communication Agency, or ICA for short, Arnold had plenty of opportunities to observe the otherworldly civilization. Especially its female part, which often fueled his fantasies and desires. The clerk enjoyed seeing naked girls, even more than most males did. No girl ever stripped for him, but many photos and videos of them doing it online were enough to stir his interest. Especially when they did it in public. Arnold couldn't help but admire them for their courage and generocity. That's why even a mere sight of a confident, nude female filled him with a peculiar mixture of happiness and anxiety.
Naturally, when Arnold learned about the entire civilization where women walked around naked all the time, he fell in love with it. The clerk imagined Sanflarian girls as soft and understanding, eager to give up their modesty for their men. While his female coworkers scoffed at the Sanflarian gals, calling them shameless or "poor things forced to live in patriarchy," Arnold approved of their lifestyle and dreamed of meeting one of them himself. Like it often happens, fate gifted him this chance when he least expected it.
"Hey u there?" A message appeared on Arnold's phone as he was slaving at his computer, "remember, it's gotta be today!"
Arnold's hand trembled a little when he picked up the device. The contact's name was simply "Travel Buddy", an alias the man gave to the clerk himself.
"I will come. No worries," the clerk texted back and looked over his shoulders just in case.
"Cool! Get to the hill by 6 PM and don't forget the codes. I'm sure she'll like you."
The last phrase caused goosebumps with an odd mixture of pleasure and anxiety. Even though Arnold has been working for ICA for more than a year, that'll be the first time he'll meet a Sanflarian girl in person. And not just some regular girl, but Eleonora, a young countess of one of the Empire's largest provinces. The clerk's "travel buddy" sent him her picture too, and she was a knockout. A tall, beautiful woman with an hourglass figure that flawlessly combined athleticism from long training and feminine curves gifted to her by mother nature.
Arnold spent more than an hour looking at that photo back then, as it was a sight to behold: from the girl's large, round breasts contrasting with her flat belly to her long legs and taut backside, her proportions seemed perfect, as if she were not a mere human but a statue of a goddess created by a renowned sculptor. Her face was no worse than her body, with elegant features and a bold gaze in her sapphire eyes. The cherry on top was the girl's hair, a long blonde mane freely falling on the countess' shoulders behind her back.
Arnold's gaze slowly traveled across Eleonora's voluptuous form, finally landing on her pussy, tight and completely shaven, which was customary among the Sanflarian females. Thoughts rushed through the clerk's head when he imagined himself near that knockout, not even sure how he'd cope with his emotions. He didn't reach an answer, as a female voice interrupted him.
