Clothing Donation

Ashley gave them a minxy look, leaning on her arm as she turned back to me, clearly up to something. Her smile widens then, giving me a face full of teeth, "You keep telling us you don't mind being naked, and yet you can't help it but get dressed all the time. That means only one thing ... you need help to be the real you. We should take away all of your clothes. Maybe we should simply donate them? That would remove the temptation, right?"

I gasp, surprised. Sure, I don't mind being behind naked in the short turn, but I knew I always have something to put on later, and it was simply a one-off choice. What she suggested was in stark contrast to that ... I'd be giving up wearing clothes for at least a while, with no recourse to fall back on should I later change my mind and decide to wear something. That said, they sure were making it hard to come out and say it, not with the big puppy-dog eyes they all had aimed my way. Heather broke the silence then, cheerfully declaring, "I know! We can go through her clothing, grab what we want to keep and then donate the rest!"

Lance, still sitting next to Ashley, quickly spoke up then, a broad smile plastered on his face, "That sounds like so much fun, and oh! It would help so many people in need!", and as I sit there, feeling increasingly anxious, Lance chimed in, "Common Bridget we're just trying to help you out. It's clear you want this, but need the extra push to really go all the way ... let us help you!"

Ashley, her voice thrilled at the idea, smugly looks at me, winking slyly, clearly enjoying putting me on the spot, "I know this may seem a big change, but just know we just want to help you and we're here for you." For myself, I pause, caught completely by surprise. I expected all kinds of things, but not this!