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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"We'll need a few things for the party tonight," Jolene announced just after Casey served breakfast. "I have classes all day, but I'll get you to drop me off at Uni and then come get me later. That way you can have the car to go pick up the supplies."
Casey loathed the idea of being out naked in public again, and was about to protest, but then just slumped in defeat. There was no point arguing. She knew she would just end up having to do it anyway, and being a nudist was her new normal now whether she liked it or not as well.
"Fine," Casey responded. "What do you think we'll need?"
"Oh, just the usual. Chips, fizzy drinks, sausage rolls, M&Ms. You know. Party stuff. $100 should cover it. I'll leave that with you."
Casey dropped her off and then decided she'd do her shopping errand on the way home to get it over with as quickly as possible. At least then she wouldn't be spending hours agonising over it and overthinking it. There was a small 24-7 shop not far from the house that would hopefully not have many customers in it at this time. Still, once she was parked, it took a lot of effort to get out of the car and make her way to the shop. Jolene insisted that she wear her butt-plug and heels everywhere now as well, and while the shoes did offer some protection from standing on stones and things, she knew full well that the combination of the shoes, the butt-plug and her nudity made her look like a complete whore. She was sure that's what Jolene wanted in order to promote her product and brand, though. Thank God Bernstein had forbidden her from wearing them to Tech. Driving in the heels was impossible and she had to kick them off to manage the pedals. Cycling in them would be even worse, and bare feet on spiky pedals would not be a pleasant experience to say the least. And the butt-plug went without saying. It was completely humiliating to have that thing stuck in her ass everywhere she went. People always noticed it.
Thinking about Tech again caused a chill to wash over her. The thought terrified her. She would be the only one naked there. She could only hope that the novelty of seeing her would wear off eventually so she could fade back into obscurity, focus on her studies, and have some sense of a normal life, albeit without clothes. Would she ever get used to being naked? It didn't seem likely at the moment. That's what the party tonight was about. She had to have her friends and frenemies on board to help with the transition. However, that in itself was going to be horrifying in itself, and she was going to have to pretend she wasn't horrified in the slightest. That would take some doing…
Upon entering the shop, she found there was only one other person besides the cashier present, and both of them looked at her in shock when she walked in.
"You're Casey Reine!" the cashier gasped.
WTF? How does he know my name?
"I've seen you online," he continued. "Oh my God, I didn't know you lived here in Port Wiluma! I thought you must have been a Russian hottie. I'm a huge fan!"
I'm famous?
"Sorry, who is she?" the customer asked.
"Oh, this is Casey Reine," the cashier answered, beaming widely with obvious excitement. "She's a huge up-and-coming star at Mark's Studios. Amazing website! Probably the hottest one out there. He gets the prettiest girls and then makes them do the most disgusting things. You have to check it out!"
"Um… Mark is based here in Port Wiluma as well," Casey responded, feeling she had to contribute something to the conversation, yet still mortified to meet someone who had seen her work, and she was now standing naked in front of him having to talk about it.
"You're shitting me?" he replied. "How did I not know that?"
"I don't really watch a lot of porn, but this young lady suddenly makes me realise what I've been missing out on," the customer responded as he looked Casey up and down. "Registered nudist too. You don't often see someone as young and beautiful as you deciding to do that. What made you decide to go that route?"
"Um… I enjoy the freedom," Casey answered, not really knowing what else to say.
"Well, I'm sure glad you did. You have an amazing body for it," he continued. "I usually favour a larger breast, but I think I just became a fan of the more athletic figure. Yours are perfect! I'm guessing you must spend a lot of time in the gym?"
"I run actually, plus a bit of cycling," Casey replied, reddening with all of the attention.
"Your nether regions are truly beautiful as well. Perfectly shaped hips, buttocks, and legs. Love the large labia look. Have you always shaved?"
Ugh! Is he blind?
"Um… thanks," she replied, closing her legs slightly to try to hide her despised labia from his gaze. "I had the hair treated so it doesn't grow there anymore."
"Really, I wasn't aware there was such a treatment? Was it painful?"
"There's a salon downtown that offers it," she answered, hating having to talk about it. "No, not painful. Just slightly uncomfortable for a few minutes."
"Well, I'm glad you had it done. What you've got going on down there is definitely worth showing."
Um… thanks. Stupid place for hair anyway," she lied, wishing he would stop looking at her vagina and look up at her face at least.
"I gotta say, I love the butt-plug," he continued.
"Um… yeah, prettier than an asshole, I hope," she replied, hoping she didn't come across as a complete slut, but knowing that was what Jolene was going for.
"I don't suppose I could get a selfie?" the cashier asked.
"Um… I'm kind of in a hurry."
To get the fuck out of here as quickly as possible.
