Nellie stared at the reflection of her completely nude body in the full length mirror and sighed loudly, running her hands all over her very swollen belly. She was close to eight months pregnant now, with triplets almost bursting her tight tummy at the seams. She turned sideways and sighed even louder, as her stomach protruded almost a foot and a half beyond where it would normally be. To make matters worse, she still had about six weeks to go, and it was only going to get bigger!
She had agreed to help her sister and brother-in-law with in vitro as the hostess, and was more than a little surprised when she discovered she was not only successfully pregnant, but carrying three of the little buggers inside of her womb. Her sister, Jeanne, had had a hysterectomy, but had her eggs saved prior to the procedure and had asked her sister to carry three of the embryos for her. Nellie quickly agreed, having no idea that all three would take, and grow inside of her like a trio of basketballs. Now, she was quite uncomfortable at not only the sensation of her skin being stretched across her stomach, but she was also rather dismayed that none of her clothes fit anymore.
Nellie sighed again, and shook her head regretfully.
"Every day, it just gets worse and worse." she lamented to her overly-curvy, unclothed reflection in the mirror. "Nothing fits anymore."
It was true. Even the stretchy maternity wear could no longer accommodate her huge, swollen belly. She could still barely squeeze into it, but it restricted her movement so much, that it was almost unbearable to wear. About the only thing that would fit her was the Hawaiian muumuu she had purchased for an office party several years back, and there was no way in Hell that she was going to wear THAT in public for the next month and a half.
Around the house, it was no problem. She simply shed her clothes as soon as she got home; eager to feel totally free and sexy. It really turned her on to see her nude reflection staring back at her in the mirror, and she usually had to masturbate almost immediately. This episode was no exception.
Nellie stared at her bare body in the mirror; turning sideways again, so that she could see every sexy curve of her swollen, pregnant belly. She was getting really turned on at the sight, and began rubbing her clit with gentle, yet firm, circles. It was beginning to feel VERY nice, so she retreated to the bedroom, where she lay down to continue the session. It wasn't long before she felt a rather pleasant orgasm building within her loins. Her breathing increased as she approached her climax, before exploding into a wonderful, squirting orgasm that showered the bedspread in silvery liquid; drenching it in her warm, wet, liquid lust.
"Oh fuck!" she burst out, panting heavily and brushing her sweaty blonde hair from her face. "These things just keep feeling better and better! I wish I could stay knocked up all the time. God, I feel so fucking sexy!"
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, and Nellie struggled to sit up. She wiped herself off with a section of the bedspread and waddled toward the front door, completely forgetting that she wasn't wearing any clothes. She was also a bit annoyed at having been disturbed, and without even thinking, flung the door wide open, much to the astonishment of the postal carrier standing there with a box in one hand and a clipboard in the other. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head, as he stared at Nellie's unclothed body and sexy round belly.
"Yes?" she prompted, suddenly realizing she was standing there completely nude for all of her neighbors to see as well. "Oh fuck!"
"I-I have a package for Miss Nellie Belly- I mean... Nellie Bright." he stammered, continuing to stare at her amazing pregnant body. "God, your belly is huge! You're so hot!"
"Really?" she inquired, not thinking that anyone else would be turned on by her huge, torpedo-like stomach sticking out like a giant watermelon. "I'm too pregnant to wear my clothes anymore. I'm so used to being nude around the house that I totally forgot I wasn't wearing them. I hope I haven't offended you."
"Not by any means!" he exclaimed. "Pregnant chicks are so sexy! I'll bet your husband can't keep his hands off of you, the lucky duck."
"I'm not married." Nellie replied. "By the way, would you like to come in so I can sign for that package? The neighbors haven't seen me like this before, and I don't want them to gossip about me or anything."
He nodded and stepped in, offering her the clipboard to sign.
"Boyfriend then?" he inquired, feeling her out.
"No," she replied, handing the clipboard back and taking the package, as he continued staring at her pregnant nude body, "I'm carrying for my sister and her husband. I'm single, and knocked up with triplets. Hell, it's getting so bad trying to wear my clothes, I think I may just go around nude. Maybe I can find a horny guy that way." she added with a nervous laugh.
"Well, you look great, and I adore women with child," he responded, "so... maybe I could drop back by sometime when I'm not on the clock?"
"I'd like that." Nellie replied. "Maybe you could take me to dinner or something?"
"I'd love to." he said with a smile. "You know, I guess you were joking when you said you wanted to go around nude, but it's legal in this state. As long as it doesn't say 'no shirt, no shoes,' you can go anywhere you want to; at least in public."
Nellie's jaw dropped.
"Are you serious?!" she exclaimed. "I can really walk around completely nude in public and not get arrested?"
"Yup." he answered affirmatively. "And I'd love to see the looks on everyone's faces if I took you out that way. I've got to get back to my route, but I'd really love to take you out and maybe... umm... you know."
He handed her a business card and waved.
"I'd love to get a text from you!" he called, as he returned to his truck. "My name's Tommy, by the way!"
Nellie nodded and closed the door.
"Don't worry," she muttered to herself. "You certainly will! Now, to look online and see if I can really be nude in public here. If I can, that's it! I'm not wearing any clothes at all, until I drop these kids and fit back into my clothes again. Hell, I may like it so much that I never put them back on at all!"
With that, she retreated to the spare bedroom that she used for a home office, and turned on her computer. She was stunned to learn that Tommy was correct. There were no state laws regarding public nudity; only local ordinances that prohibited it in certain communities. The city in which she resided was not on the list, and Nellie decided right then and there, that clothing was too uncomfortable to wear.
She was also surprised to learn that a recent court ruling in another state, regarding an exhibitionist Internet star, had made registered nudism legal in all fifty states, as long as he or she registered and wore an ID tag or bracelet identifying them as nudists. They could not be discriminated against in any way, or else they could file lawsuits just like any other protected class. She immediately called her local County Clerk's office and inquired about getting registered. He directed her where to go to fill out the appropriate paperwork, and told her how much the registration fees would be.
The following morning, Nellie arrived at the court complex in her ugly muumuu, to fill out the necessary paperwork. Upon completion, she wrote a check and handed it to the clerk.
"There you go, Miss Bright." he said with a smile. "You are now a registered nudist! Congratulations on your new lifestyle. Remember, you cannot be discriminated against for not wearing clothes, as long as you have your nudist ID number on you. I would suggest a medical ID such as a necklace or bracelet, or you may choose to have it tattooed someplace, such as your wrist, ankle, or lower back."
