This story takes place on a parallel world where registered nudity and indentured slavery are legal under a government known as "The State". A young woman is blackmailed and slowly coerced into a life she never expected.
This story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
Themes include cmnf, cfnf, enf, humiliation, non-consent, reluctance, blackmail, public nudity and public sex.
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After Casey had her breakfast and dressed, she stared at her underwear drawer and wondered if she should take a pair of panties with her just in case. The new rule was "skirts & dresses only. No panties ever" so she had to be prepared for an upskirt request at any time. She guessed it couldn't hurt to be prepared, and they wouldn't take up any space anyway. She couldn't take the chance of putting them on, though. While she could pull off an upskirt pic in most situations without anyone noticing now, there was no way she could get away with taking her panties off first to do it if there were other people around. She bunched up a pair and stuffed them into the bottom of her bag anyway.
She arrived at Tech and parked her bike, then put on her running outfit. Riding a bike in a skirt with no underwear was one thing, but there was no way she could take the same risk when it came to the track so she slipped on her usual running shorts, hoping he wouldn't be checking before classes began. If he did, she could quickly run to the locker room and remedy the situation.
It was a perfect morning and it felt good to be alone. After the run, she had just finished showering when the first ding arrived.
"upskirt"
There was no one else around, and Casey only had a towel around her, so without missing a beat she dropped the towel, spread her knees apart, took the shot and sent it.
Ding.
"Nice tits! thx"
Confused by what he meant, Casey checked the photo she had sent and realised she had accidentally angled the camera out a bit and had captured her whole nude body!
Oh God! He didn't even ask for that and I sent it anyway!
Ding.
"Your mission today. Get someone to take a nude picture of you on campus. Text it to me sunset"
Casey felt her face get very hot, while at the same time a chill went down her body. She guessed it was time to find out if her wannabe nudist excuse was going to hold water. Where could she go to get enough privacy so no one else would see, though? Maybe under the bleachers at morning teatime? At lunchtime there would be students everywhere on the oval playing sport. Who would she ask?
She finished dressing just as Amelia walked in. Amelia! She would have to be her first candidate.
Who better than my best friend. She'll understand.
"Morning, Amelia."
"Morning, Casey. What's happening?"
"Oh nothing much."
C'mon just do it, Casey, and get it over with.
"Listen, I have a kind of strange favour to ask…" Casey began.
"Oh?" Amelia enquired.
"This is going to sound kind of weird…"
"Yes?" Amelia further enquired.
"I mean really weird…"
"Just tell me already, Casey! The suspense is killing me!"
"Um... ok. I've been kinda thinking about becoming a nudist and I want to get some photos of me in day-to-day settings so I can see what I look like. Would you be willing to take a photo of me?"
Fuck! That sounded completely nuts! She's going to think I'm insane!
"A nudist! What the fuck, Casey! Would your parents even allow it?" Amelia responded, clearly shocked.
"Um... I don't know yet," Casey replied, "but I want some photos of me before I make the decision to ask them. Will you help me out?"
"Holy crap! Well, I guess so," Amelia considered. "I don't think we should do it in here, though. If we get caught taking photos in here, we'll probably get expelled."
"Oh no, not here. I was thinking under the bleachers at morning teatime?" Casey suggested.
"Under the bleachers? Are you crazy? Someone might see you."
"I thought about that, but I think if we do it at morning teatime and make sure no one is looking, we should be ok. It will only take a minute or so."
"Well, it's your body and your reputation," Amelia pointed out, "but if that's what you want, I guess I can do it for you."
"Oh, thank you, Amelia. This means a lot to me. Please don't tell anyone about this."
"Don't worry. I won't," she replied. "I might be implicated as well if you get caught, so there's no way I'll ever tell anyone."
Morning tea came around faster than Casey would have liked, and her heart was pounding as she quickly darted back to the locker room and put on the spare panties she had packed in her bag that morning. She was so glad now that she had decided to pack them. How could she explain to Amelia why she wasn't wearing any when she stripped off in front of her? Then she considered that the wannabe nudist thing could kind of work for that as well. 'The feeling of freedom' or whatever. She made a mental note to remember that in future if she had to strip off in front of someone and couldn't put panties on beforehand for whatever reason. She felt weird having to think along these lines. As if stripping off in front of someone and pretending it was of her own accord wasn't humiliating enough already without thinking about what clothes she should have on beforehand.
She located Amelia already at the bleachers, and after a quick look around they ducked underneath.
"Are you sure you really want to do this, Casey?" Amelia asked. "It's not too late to back out."
"No, I'm sure," Casey replied. "This is the only way I can think of to find out if I really want to become a nudist."
"Ok then… I guess you asked for it."
Casey handed Amelia her phone, and after another quick look around, she quickly stripped off and took up a position with her back against the bleachers and her hands on her hips. She immediately felt completely awkward and wrong. The middle of campus during the day was no place anyone should be naked, least of all her.
Click.
