Becoming a Rose

This Story is completely fiction and fantasy, and will hopefully stay that way. The actions and ideas in this story are fantasy and in no way encouraged or suggested by me, the author. Please enjoy with a suspension of disbelief, and be kind to each other in real life.

Summary: Kate makes some friends. She hosts her first "office hours" and the girls draw a rough sketch of a plan moving forward on how to deal with the Rose situation. Author's note at the bottom.

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For the second time in one long, horrible day, I found myself slinking back up the stairs to my duplex, but this time it was Lara, a new found ally with me instead of Belle. Lara had considerably more clothes on than I did, namely my own sundress, while I didn't have a stitch on.

For once, I was grateful Belle had a horrible memory because she left my door unlocked when she left. Had she not, I would have been locked out of my own duplex because with all that happened, I left my purse (which included my wallet, keys, and phone) in the Bistro.

I threw myself down on my couch and sighed deeply, feeling a real dejavu, but with no bottoms this round. At least I couldn't lose more clothes than I had now. There was no further to fall.

"I'm going to make you some tea. Would that be nice?" Lara asked as she started rummaging around in my kitchen area as if we had always known each other.

"That would be great," I confirmed, but stayed where I was. I felt exhausted. "I don't know where my teas are anymore than you do," I told her. "The moving people the State got to put this place together just kind of... did things."

Two minutes or so passed in silence until I heard Lara make a kind of happy coo sound, I can't really explain it, but it was seriously cute. Another minute or two and I heard an electric whirring, like a Keurig or electric kettle heating up. That must also be a State feature, I figured.

As I looked at the clock and saw it was a half hour until office hours, I slumped my shoulders and drooped my head. Lara came in with two little saucers, each with a tea cup, spoon, and honey packets.

I looked up at her with a small smile as she situated the little plates, and she sat down next to me like I hadn't been branded a pariah today. "Thank you, Lara. I've never known you to be a bad person, but I didn't know how kind you are."

Lara took my hand in hers and squeezed it comfortingly. "I know I would want to be doted on a little after what happened to you," she said softly, her eyes a subtle hazel now that I looked at them closer. Her features were soft, almost heart shaped, and I thought that fitting. She wasn't walk-way sharp featured, but I found her disarmingly cute. She caught me looking at the clock again after having studied her, and she asked, "Do you need me to go?"

I squeezed her hand tighter. I let out a deep sigh, trying to think about what to even say. "I don't want you to go, Lara. At 8:00, though... there's an open invitation to anyone who sees the Rose placard on the front of the house to use my services until midnight. It's part of why I'm not even bothering to get dressed."

Lara's face fell, and then a look of determination set across her jaw as she stood up. Before I knew what was happening, her (my) sundress was on the floor and she was unclasping her bra in the back.

"Lara, what the fuck are you doing?" I asked as she confidently and quickly got rid of her panties before me, leaving her just as naked as I was.

"I'm staying with you, Kate," she stated as she sat back down and picked up her tea. "Whoever sees you naked will see me naked, too. We're a team."

We sat in silence, getting used to the two of us being casually naked together, when my door opened. It was still too early to be office hours, so I was shocked until I saw Belle. "Kate, I can't let you go through with this a....alone," whatever speech she had planned died as she took in the sight of two bare naked college basketball girls sitting on a couch having tea.

"Lara?" Belle asked, her blonde eyebrows creased together in confusion.

"Oh, hi Belle," she said pleasantly, like she wasn't bothered by her nakedness and being caught at all. She quickly stood up and asked, "Wanna join us for tea? You have to have it naked, though." Belle and I stared at her with shocked expressions. "It's naked solidarity tea," she said plainly as if that explained everything.

Belle stayed in the doorway for a second, blinking, before she shrugged and said, "Fuck it, whatever. There's been a lot of weird shit today already." Just like that, Belle started to strip down too as Lara clapped and then scampered off to the kitchen, her very well developed chest bouncing with her.

"How the fuck did this happen?" Belle asked as she kicked out of her shoes and peeled her pants off. She changed at some point during the day, and the 'I' on her cheek was almost gone.

"It's a long story," I said, and filled her back in on the bistro situation. I was just about done with the harrowing tale as Lara came back in with another tea cup, her tight athletic body with curves in all the right places went so well with her warm, genuine smile.

With only 10 minutes till office hours left, the three of us just chatted and tried to avoid bringing up what might happen this evening. Then Belle's phone started ringing from her discarded pants pocket.

Belle rose to answer it, and I couldn't help but to steal a healthy look at her cheerleader physique. I was a little more toned, but Belle's thighs were the kind you just wanted to rest your head on for hours.

"Uh... it's you, calling me?" she asked. I knew why, but then the look of realization hit Lara's face.

"I left it at the bistro during my nude flight," I explained and went to grab it. "Oh, Claire must have gotten it." I had the biggest fucking flip-flop feeling in my chest. I hated her for what she did to me today, but part of me wanted to answer her call, and more than to just get my phone back. I don't know what it was about her.

"Claire," I said with a flat tone as I answered Belle's phone.

"Hey Kate. I'm surprised you're a... willing to talk to me after the way I left things in the Bistro."

It was five minutes to 8:00. I needed to make this quick. "Listen, I need my phone back and I think there's a lot we still need to talk about. I have office hours until midnight if you can swing by." I rattled off my address and hung up before I could get any kind of yes or no."

"So how is Claire wrapped up into this?" Lara asked. Belle was well up to speed on that shark.

I filled her in and turned on the TV as we three naked girls sat on the couch together, none of us feeling weird since we were all equal here. We were all student athletes with nothing to be ashamed of, and as Lara had put it, it was naked solidarity.

I don't know why I immediately expected a line of horny people outside my door ready to use me, but that's not what happened. At a quarter after 8:00, there had been nobody, until a knock at 8:20. I guess there wasn't a pinned event for the new Rose in town. People would have to naturally find out about me being here.

"At least customers knock?" I asked rhetorically with a shrug and pushed off the couch, a hand on each girls' knee as I propelled and jogged to the door. I was a little anxious about opening the door butt-naked, and I looked over my shoulder for support. Belle gave me a sheepish smile, but Lara was giving me a full thumbs-up and a big grin, telling me I got this.

I opened the door as if I was just receiving a pizza, but my look of determination turned to mild surprise. "Oh, Claire," I said and opened the door wider for her to come in. Belle tried to cover up, knowing what this girl was capable of, but Lara shook her head and gently guided Belle's hands back to her lap.

"Nude party? Are they your first office hour clients?" Claire asked with an almost cocky smirk.

"Nope. Solidarity nude friends," Lara said, having made herself the unofficial spokeswoman for this nude coalition, and I was thankful for it.

"The first actual customer through that door is gonna be a lucky guy," Claire giggled. "Anyway, here's your phone and your purse," Claire said like she hadn't been a manipulative bitch at the Bistro. She took a look at the TV and saw we had a game on. "You girls have fun," she said and tried to dip, but it was my turn to grab her shoulders.

"I said we need to talk, Claire," I said almost forcefully, and for the first time, Claire looked taken aback and even shrunk a little.

"O-okay. No more games right now, got it," she nodded.

"You can join us for girls' tea, but you're gonna have to lose the clothes," Lara said, not dropping the night's theme.

"W-what?" It was Claire's turn to be caught off guard. By the way she was carrying herself, seeming nervous, being the only one in the room who did have clothes on made her feel alienated. "You won't let me leave, but if I stay I have to be naked? What the fuck?"

I just smiled, enjoying the shoe being on Claire. "I promise you can have your clothes back before you go. It's just naked tea with the girls."

"Like a slumber party!" Belle chipped in, feeling up her own perky tits. "Come on Claire. You've stripped Kate in public twice in one day, and it's just us here."

"Yeah, but anyone could come in at..." she stopped, knowing she'd find no sympathy with the three of us after what she'd put me, and to one extent, Belle, through today. Not to mention, we'd all be found naked by the first person to visit the local Rose. "For fuck's sake, fine! But no pictures. I am not a Rose, and I haven't interfered!" she argued.

"Deal," I said with a nod of my head. As Claire started to strip out of her skirt and blue blouse that she had worn for our 'date' I went into the kitchen with Lara to see if we could find any snacks to make it feel like a real sleepover. Still, we hadn't had any "customers" arrive at that point.

"Lara, I can't tell you how much this sudden found friendship means to me. You're a very calming person," I said as I bent over into my fridge, my ass pointing straight out as I pulled out a bag of apples. Just as I was standing up, I felt a sharp crack on my ass. I let out a yelp and turned around to find a laughing Lara and a beaming, fully naked Claire, who I believe was the one who delivered the spank.

"I'm enjoying our new friendship, too," Lara said cheekily. "Is this how you expected your first day as a Rose to go?"

I shook my head. "The first part, yes. This moment right now? Not so much," I finished with a laugh as Belle came in. All four of us, completely naked, worked in the kitchen to make a snack platter with fruits, fresh veggies, crackers, cheeses and cold meats.

"This is actually fun," Claire said quietly, still getting used to the setting. She looked like a knife edge mix of content and anxious, which I understood well. She didn't seem to be used to the team nudity that the rest of us were. As we brought the food back to the living room, she asked, "So what more is it we need to talk about?"

I took a deep breath, not really sure how to proceed or to organize my thoughts, but I was encouraged by having my friends with me, so supportive and open to helping me that not a person in the room had a thing on their bodies. We had to pressure Claire into it, but it put her on a level playing field for this talk.

"I was talking to Lara after you abandoned me naked at the bistro today."

"Fuck you for that, btw," Belle added in, and I had to laugh at the facetious tone she used. To Claire's credit, she actually looked a little ashamed.

"But... the new semester starts tomorrow and so does my new job at the coffee outlet. I obviously won't be able to hide being a Rose all semester, and it sounds fucking exhausting to try. This isn't going to be easy for me, but right now, it's my reality. Talking to Lara has encouraged me to start platforming to get better rights and concessions for Roses, but in the meantime, I don't know what the fuck to do with myself, how to survive this."

I expected some kind of shitty grin or superiority smirk from Claire, but what I got was real contemplative silence. She was taking it seriously, and I wanted to hug her. I wanted to hug Belle for sticking up for me this morning and for being here right then. I wanted to thank Lara for her kindness and solidarity, for her inspiring me to stand up for myself when we had only known each other as teammates before this. This little sisterhood that was forming was starting to make me teary eyed. I started to believe I could survive this.

"You can't escape being a Rose, Kate. And I apologize for how I treated you today. I made a poor surface judgement that you were just some stuck-up pretty bitch, popular captain of the basketball team that needed a humbling. I was so very wrong about that, and I am sorry. I thought you wreaked of someone who was a pretty bully, and I seem to be wrong about that."

I just nodded at her. If I tried to speak, I'd probably cry. I just mouthed out, "Thank you."

"That being said, all you can do is own it, Kate. You're a fucking gorgeous girl that guys want to be with, and that girls want to be. Your friends with Belle, one of the top cheerleaders, and Lara now, who is the top scorer on the team. If I start hanging out with you, you'll have a friend in the Honor Society and one of the highest GPAs in the university. If there was ever a Mean Girls power squad at our college, we'd be it, girl," she laughed.

"Holy shit. I didn't actually think of it that way. And we're all sitting naked on my shaggy rug," I giggled. "But anyway, do continue," I said as I sipped my tea. It had gotten cold, but it was still tasty.

"But yeah, just flaunt it, girl. You're the only one who can show off what you're packing, who can have guys and girls fumbling over you without repercussions. You have the brackets. You never have to worry about guys fucking you or trying to make you suck cock. They can only pleasure you, girl. You just have to worry about girls wanting you to do shit to them, but that's not super likely because they'd have to strip down, too. Depending on the guy, they might even respect you if you ask them not to touch you where it counts. They might settle for seeing that body of yours or a boob grope.

"And this shit is going to get filmed and pictures will be taken. We can't legally stop it because the State and you get proceeds from video streams and picture downloads. If it has a Rose tag and you're clearly identifiable as a Rose, the picture will be blurred until until people say they're 18 and pay a dollar. It's going to be really hard to get past feeling humiliated and embarrassed, but I promise the fucking bank roll you'll get is going to help."

"What about people slut shaming her?" Belle asked, and I pointed at her, seconding that worry.

"That's a little harder to work on," Claire yielded.

"It might look like relying on your friends to try to flip that narrative with aggressive positivity," Lara added in. "It takes a brave soul, but we might have to make some temporary Roses just so you don't feel so isolated."

"What do you mean?" I asked. "I can't endanger you like that."

Lara smiled and shook her head. "I'm a business major, hear me out. Temporary Roses are a thing, right? Like people can voluntarily do that shit?"

"Uh, yeah," Claire confirmed. "You can buy a Rose and a barcode sticker for like $1. It usually lasts a day. It usually preys on poor people that need a quick buck for rent, utilities, or payments. It's pretty fucked up, but it's gotten people out of binds and away from predatory collectors, and the government makes their money from those Rose sales, too."

"That's fantastic. I'll buy a couple stickers, at least for the first few days while Kate gets her feet wet."

"I will, too," Belle chipped in. "A few girls on the squad probably will. Just sluts wanting to be daring, you know?"

Lara jumped back in. "We pitch it to sororities and frats. Make it a fundraiser. Rose proceeds go to programs or donations of their choosing, or they can just pocket the cash. We'll cover the university in Roses and the board will be so pissed they'll have to talk to the State about it."

"Holy shit. You're talking a Rose revolution, Lara," I said with my eyes wide, a big smile on my face.

"It'll take time, and it won't be over night. There'll be just a few of us on the ground at first, and it'll be rough, but... I think we can do it, and it's worth doing."

"What do I do in all this?" Claire asked, feeling left out.

"You're going to be super important in this, Claire. If we can get this to take off, you'll be our legal council. The university is going to try to shut this down when the story gets out, and they'll try to find a way to put us down. We need you to have our backs against their retaliation," I explained.

"Oh, done. So done. I'm absolutely down," she grinned. "I promise I won't try to fuck you over anymore, Kate. I think the student body will work hard enough to see your student body on their own." I even had to giggle at her word play. "I'd be shocked if I couldn't use this experience for a project or paper this semester, too."

"This is the business major in me again, girls, so tell me to shut up if you want, but... if we want to get this off the ground, if we want to make money, we can start our own media hub for it.

"Like our own rosewatch.com?" Belle asked.

"I'm going to assume yes," Lara said. She didn't seem to know what it was, but she was a smart enough cookie to figure out the context. "We can make a website for videos and our own pictures. We can have a 'meet the Roses' bio section, and we can do social media pages. We'll make our own empire."

"So we're looking at starting our own porn company?" I asked. "We're going to lean into this and try to make it more of our terms, and make it enough people's problem that we'll be able to negotiate Rose terms?" I thought I had a good handle on it, but I wanted to be sure.

"That sounds like where this is headed," Claire said.

"I think I'm in," Belle said, looking around at the rest of us.

"Yeah, I think this is the best plan right now. We'll make ourselves celebrities, build our platform, and then try to fix things from up there," Lara said and then paused. "Not like, huge celebrities, obviously. Like influencer and porn star celebrities.

"Are you girls sure you can do this? You don't have to bear this cross with me. If you want a life of infamy, I'll do it with you, but I can't be the cause of it."

Lara put her hand over her breast. "Oh Captain, my captain. A lot of this is my brainstorming, I want to see it through, and I think the four of us in this room are just the fucked up and slutty kind to get this done. Belle and I are partiers and we're probably already online *somewhere.*"

"This is going to be hardest on you, Kate," Belle pointed out as she reclined back on her elbows, letting our eyes drink in her curvy body and her pert tits. "You're the one who doesn't go to parties or get crazy. Me and Lara are considerably more outgoing and rambunctious than you. I don't think I've ever seen you let loose."

"It'll take me a while, but I can probably get into it if I know this is for us, and for change, and I'm not just lying down and being a victim," I leveled with them and myself as I laid down, putting my head on Belle's bare belly.

Any conversation we had stopped when there was a knock on the front door down stairs.

"Kate, does anyone live downstairs?" Lara asked.

"Not that I know of. I've never seen another car, and the Rose Secretary never said anything about downstairs neighbors."

We heard the knock again. I got up and looked at the girls. "Should... should we go downstairs? It could be someone looking for me, or it could be the downstairs neighbor locked out?"