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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When Casey awoke, she instantly realised she was naked, and groped around automatically for a gown or her pyjamas. Then she remembered that wasn't allowed today. She had to stay naked until tomorrow evening. She rolled over to find Greg was still where she left him the night before. She watched him sleeping and enjoyed having a cover over her body for what might be the last time for the next two days.
She looked at her phone and saw it was just on 7:00am. Dammit. If they were going to leave by 7:30 it was time to get moving, and fast.
Casey couldn't believe she was actually going to go through with it, but she also knew she didn't have the choice not to. That would have far worse consequences than a few strangers seeing her naked. She felt so odd being nude right now even in her own house. What would it be like outside amongst fully clothed people going about their business? She also realised Greg hadn't got a good look at her yet, and he might be revolted seeing what she actually looked like in the light of day.
Time to wake him up.
She rolled over onto her stomach to try to delay letting him see her body and her ghastly protruding labia minora just a little longer and started pushing him in the shoulder.
"Wake up, sleepy head. Gotta get going. What do you want for breakfast?"
Greg opened his eyes and took stock of his surroundings for a few moments. Then he smiled and pulled Casey close to him and began kissing her.
"Eww dragon breath!" Casey protested, feigning disgust. "Ok, I'm gonna take a shower. Then I suggest you do. We need to get going if we want to beat the crowds."
"Yeah, that's fine. I can be ready in about 10 minutes. Oh crap, I better text my mum to let her know I'm ok."
"You can do that?" asked Casey. "My mum would have me drawn and quartered if I didn't go home one night and didn't tell her where I was."
"Yeah, it's not unusual for me to stay out, and she's used to me. I may technically still be in high school, but I'm an adult now that I'm getting my diploma," he explained. "Now, let's have a look at my cute little nudist."
"No!" Casey protested, and then ran out of the room before he could grab her and see her clearly. Remembering the stubble problem caused by her fair skin and rapidly growing dark hair, she wanted the chance to at least shower and shave again before that happened. If she had to have a shaved pussy, she didn't want it to look untidy like she didn't care about her appearance.
She locked the bathroom door behind her so he couldn't follow and then took care of business. Afterwards she went to wrap a towel around her body and then realised she was being silly and hung it up again.
When she got to her room, she discovered Greg wasn't there anymore. She assumed he must have gone downstairs already, so she took a deep breath and headed down to find him.
Oh my God I feel so weird walking around naked. What's it going to be like when I walk outside like this?
"Did you find the coffee and something to eat?" she asked, trying to appear as normal as possible.
"I found the coffee. Not sure where the corn flakes are yet," Greg replied, trying his best not to stare at the naked girl in the room with him.
"Top shelf. Pantry," Casey pointed out to him.
Greg looked where she pointed in an effort to be polite and try to look at something other than her. Her beauty literally took his breath away and he so desperately wanted to drink it in, but he didn't want to do anything that might make him seem anything less than a gentleman.
Casey went over near him to make herself a coffee too.
"We better put that tattoo on too," Greg reminded her.
"Oh shit, yes," Casey responded. "I almost forgot. I'll go get it."
My head is such a mess! Imagine if I walked out of here without that!
They quickly read the instructions on the back which said to wet it first. Casey held her arm out on the table while Greg applied it and held it down, then peeled off the backing paper and they checked it out.
"Well, I couldn't pick that from the real deal," Greg decided.
"We better hope not, or this day is going to get a lot more interesting than I expected, real fast," Casey replied.
"You'll be fine. If it comes to it, I'll bust you out of the hands of any cops and do a runner with you."
Casey laughed.
"Ok, do you need a shower?" Casey asked.
"Yeah, I s'pose. I'll just be a minute."
Casey used the time Greg was in the shower to put the money, the shopping list, and her phone into a small purse, and then slipped on a pair of fairly new runners with some anklet socks. Being naked was one thing. Standing on broken glass or spilled substances was quite another. She felt sure the blackmailer would be ok with it. It wasn't like she was covering anything important, which she felt was the main point of the exercise for him. He wanted to humiliate her because it gave him a boner, and she was determined not to let him see her react that way. She then took a moment to take some big breaths to try to calm her racing heart. She checked and rechecked the tattoo and looked out the window at least a dozen times to see if any neighbours might be about. She was pleased to see that her street seemed to be still asleep, and hoped Greg hurried up before that changed.
Ding.
"selfie"
Jesus, already?
She quickly took the shot and texted it back.
Ding.
"What time are you leaving?"
Why does he care as long as I get it done?
"Very soon."
Greg reappeared dressed in his clothes from the day before, and with wet uncombed hair. Casey thought it must be great to be a guy. A five-minute shower and they were good to go, without spending ages with a hairdryer and a makeup case.
He hasn't even dried himself properly. Eww!
"Ok let's do this!" Casey announced, breathing in and out deeply one last time as she mustered all her strength to step out through the door.
"Yes, let's do it!" Greg repeated reassuringly. He was amazed his date could be doing a thing like this. He'd never known a girl like her.
Once outside, she nervously looked up and down the street to make sure no one was looking. If she thought it felt strange to walk around inside her house naked, it didn't hold a candle to this. She practically ran to Greg's car but then to her horror found it was locked. She frantically looked back at Greg and briefly considered running back to the relative safety of the house.
