Day 4 - Nudity

"What's the reward for today?"

I bite nervously on my thumb. I was truly dreading this.

When I came up with the plan for this week on the spot with her mother, I hadn't taken into account that Aisha might be uncomfortable with moving this quickly.

After her initial reaction to making out yesterday, I'm afraid of what being naked in front of one another would be like for her.

"Come on, what's the reward!?" Aisha crosses her arms in frustration.

"It's, uh..." After her initial reaction to making out, I'm worried about what her reaction to nudity would be.

"So, I...I have your rewards for this week planned out," I begin to explain.

"Okay, and?"

"But given how you reacted to making out yesterday, I'm wondering if I should redo my planning," I explain to her. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"Come on, that was one time!" She groans in frustration. "Also, how will you know if I'm uncomfortable if you don't tell me what it is!?"

I'm about to protest, but I stop myself. Surprisingly, Aisha is actually right - her level of comfort is not for me to decide.

"Okay, you're right."

She seems just as surprised as I was, and is speechless for a moment, before collecting herself. "I...I know!"

"Sure you do," I tease her. "Anyway, the reward that I have planned for today is for you to be naked." I was considering having us both be naked, but I honestly don't know if I'd be able to control myself if we were.

Aisha's cheeks tinge red, mixing with her blue skin to seem almost purple. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was bruising.

After a moment of silence, I begin to grow concerned. I'm about to ask if she's okay, when she stuns me into silence by immediately beginning to tear off her clothes.

The first thing she removes is her shirt. She's still not wearing a bra, and her tits slap loudly onto her torso as they're released from their prison, shaking and jiggling delightfully.

The next thing to go is her pants. She frantically attempts to step out of them once they're low enough, but trips over herself and falls forwards into me. I catch her immediately, and she blushes up at me. Her bare breasts press into me, and I'm tempted to pull her into a kiss and ravage her.

"As you were," I coolly command as I help her back to her feet. Aisha doesn't seem fazed as she fully pulls off her pants, and then her socks. I'm not exactly a feet guy, so I focus more on what comes into view as she pulls off her panties.

Between her legs lies a single, cute, clearly untouched slit. Just above her deep blue lips is a small patch of curly red hair - given that I know very little about Ygron anatomy, so it's entirely possible that her pubic hair grows like that with very little maintenance required.

"So?" She sways a little, smiling bashfully at me. "What d'you think?"

"You're beautiful," I reply, ernestly. And she is - her blue skin is perfectly smooth throughout her body, a benefit of youth and privilege. Her breasts are perky and firm, and very similar in size to her mother's - but just a bit smaller.

What really stuns me is just how fit Aisha is. Just like in my initial impression, her thighs display clear musculature and strength - but now, completely nude, I can appreciate her musculature in full.

Her belly is toned, and her arms are clearly strong, yet not bulky.

"Turn around." Aisha grins, adjusting her posture to accentuate her rear end when she turns. While I definitely appreciate it, and thoroughly enjoy the view of her ass that I'm granted, it's not actually why I asked her to turn.

"Wow," is all I can say. The muscles rippling down her back are absolutely amazing - perhaps her lifestyle isn't so sedentary after all.

"Like it? I’ve caught you staring a few times, you know..."

"Hmm?" It takes me a second to realize she's referring to her ass, which I have to admit I definitely like. "Oh, yeah, you've got a great ass - but honestly, I'm really impressed by your back."

"My...back?" She straightens up, twisting to give me a perplexed, questioning gaze. "Is...is that some kind of...fetish?"

"What? No, you're just really fit," I explain. "Surprisingly so - I've only ever seen you laze about, so I didn't really expect you to be so toned."

"Hey, I exercise every day!" She turns to me with a pout. My eyes widen in shock.

"You do?"

"Yeah, where do you think I've been going for an hour each day?"

"Honestly, I kind of assumed you were doing some kind of royal duty, or whatever."

She rolls her eyes at me. I shake my head in confusion - I can't imagine her, of all people, working out every day!

"Hold up, you can work out every day, but you can't bring yourself to clean your room every day without me dangling a carrot on a stick?"

She frowns at me. "What's a carrot? And why would you dangle it on a stick?"

"It's a saying back home - it means to entice you with a reward," I briefly explain to her.

She shrugs, now actually understanding the question. "I like working out. I don't like cleaning my room. I mean, I'm a princess - I shouldn't have to do things I don't like!"

"Well, sorry, but that's life - we all have to do stuff we don't particularly enjoy."

"Yeah, maybe on Earth, but Resilon is a utopia. I don't see why I should have to do those kinds of things."

That definitely catches me off-guard. She actuallyb thinks this planet is a utopia...?

I sigh heavily, pulling out my phone and pulling up some stuff I've started preparing for her. I need to start showing her the reality of the world...

"Get dressed. We need to talk."

"Hey, you didn't finish your reward!"

"Yes I did. I said you could be naked." I quickly pair my phone with the big screen over her bed, careful not to show anything on it just yet - this needs to be slow. "Now, come on. There's some stuff you really need to see."

Aisha rolls her eyes, but gets dressed with a huff. Thankfully, she seems to be able to tell from my demeanor that a tantrum wouldn't get her anywhere, right now.

"Alright, what is it?" She asks, irritation clear in her voice.

I purse my lips, mentally preparing myself for what comes next.