This next story takes place in a reality that does not - and should not, for that matter - exist. All participants are over the age of 18. It is ENF themed in an environment heavy on nudity and playful stupidity. I spit it out quick after a couple glasses of wine. Enjoy it for what it is. Though it was originally going to be a short piece of fluff, it quickly evolved into more and will need additional chapters to finish. I already have one written, so if folks like this, I'll clean it up and add.
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Maude didn't like it one bit. It was the third day in a row that her daughter Carrie was wearing another tight t-shirt to school that had holes sewn out of the front allowing her tits to be fully exposed. It was the latest fashion craze and this was the third day in a row that her daughter had insisted on wearing such a thing.
Topless nudity had long ago been normalized, nearly twenty years now, but parents didn't particularly care for any fashion that sexualized it. 'What was it with kids these days?' thought Maude, who especially disliked it. She was becoming more and more conservative in her views in her maturing years. She'd hoped her Carrie would have picked up on these traits. In Maude's opinion, these kids were wearing was "trashy" at best and "slutty" at worst.
Now even Maude went topless on occasions where and when it was appropriate, such as swimming or tanning. The topless nudity laws were there for practical reasons, after all. Still, Maude didn't care to draw attention to her 36G cups any more than she had to. She thought that maybe Carrie's insistence on showing her own tits all the time was perhaps a rebellious act of an envious daughter. Still growing, Carrie was a healthy 34C, her tits more pointed than round, a testament to their continuing development.
"Mom! I wear what I want. If you weren't such a prude, you'd understand!"
Maude was hardly a prude. In her youth, she enjoyed her cock-teasing moments, dressing in sexy low-cut apparel on many occasions, but back then women couldn't go topless openly in public. Maude was at her wit's end with Carrie's behavior. She was going to go down to that school and have a few words with the staff. For them to be so willfully accepting to overtly sexual behavior was troubling, regardless of nudity laws.
"Maude, let your daughter wear what she wants. Teens will be teens." It was Frank, Carrie's new step-father. He was just coming into the kitchen, dressed for work.
Maude kept her thoughts to herself about going to the school from her husband, but she was definitely going to have her say. Once Carrie left for school and Geoff for work, Maude got busy preparing. She showered around noon and finally made it to the school just before 2 p.m. She was dressed in a dark blouse and skirt, two inches above the knee. A student assistant buzzed her into the office, greeting her.
"Hi! Sign your name and time here. Who are you here to see?"
Maude wasn't surprised another girl was sporting the same look as her daughter's. This girl's B-cups stood proudly out of the holes sewn in the front of her tight blouse. The girl certainly wasn't shy as she stood up straight, smiling.
"I'd like to speak to the guidance counselor and the principal, please. Perhaps Carrie's homeroom teacher. Carrie Williams, my daughter."
"Oh, I know Carrie! That's quite a lot people you need to see. Without a scheduled appointment, I'm not sure we can make that happen, but I will try," said the young girl. "Why don't you sit over there?" She pointed to a chair.
Maude began walking over to the chair while looking at the others seated in the room, two girls and one young man who had the look of guilt and exhaustion on him. The two girls were both topless, save for their light school jackets. One was easily an A-cup, but the other a mature looking C-cup, perhaps.
"Ma'am, would you like me to take your blouse before sitting?" the assistant asked.
This took Maude off guard, but looking around it seemed to be the style. Then it dawned on Maude: that just by asking, the office girl was indeed encouraging nudity. It sounded almost as if this was school sanctioned. Exactly why she was here, Maude reminded herself.
"Dr. Roberts has a rule where he takes unscheduled appointments by breast size. Biggest exposed breasts go first."
"That's terrible!" exclaimed Maude.
"Why?" asked the girl. "It gets chilly sitting in the lobby. The A/C is always off in this place. Anyway, the more flesh exposed, the more uncomfortable it is bound to get, so Dr. Roberts puts that into consideration."
"Why would exposing one's flesh matter at all? Shouldn't it be first come, first serve?" An angry tone in Maude's voice.
"Oh, heavens no!" screamed the girl. "It gets really cold in there! And besides, it's perfectly legal to expose one's chest, so no one should be punished for dressing that way. It's our fault the room is so cold and the maintenance man is too inept to fix it."
Maude was confused by what she saw as giant holes in logic coming from the assistant. "When did exposing one's breasts all the time become a thing? It's not necessary!" Maude was almost screaming at the girl, who just looked at her as if she were an alien for suggesting anything at all was abnormal about exposing one's breasts. Just then, a tall man came barging in the room.
"You're next," he pointed at the C-cup girl. The tall man wore a casual suit that fit him well. Without paying any attention to Maude whatsoever, he turned with the girl and walked back to his office.
"See?" said the girl at the desk. "Order of breast size."
"I think I can manage," Maude huffed. "There are just two people in front of me."
Just then, three girls came rushing in making a fuss, talking so fast that no one could be understood. All three were completely topless, wearing only bikini bottoms.
"The boys were supposed to let us have the pool last period," one finally managed to be heard over the others. "They're not leaving!"
"The principal will be with you soon. Please sit down!" cried the assistant.
The shortest of the girls was quite well-endowed and her breasts were bouncing up and down in her anger, but Maude knew those breasts weren't nearly as big as her own. Maude quickly unbuttoned her blouse and tore off her bra, leaving her huge tits on full display.
"Is this what you want?" Maude screamed at the assistant, throwing her blouse and bra at the girl. "Fine. I can play this stupid little game."
She was just about to sit down when the man in the suit came walking back with the C-cup girl following behind, smiling now and exiting the lobby, her boobs bouncing along with her stride.
"You!" the man said forcefully while pointing at Maude. Stunned by his sudden return, Maude immediately followed him, forgetting to retrieve her top in the process. Maude hadn't been formally introduced to Dr. Roberts since he took over the school a year ago, but was now convinced this was surely the man she was following.
