Explore the Limits of the Magic

Looking up from the notebook, I stared into the blue sky and followed the sparse clouds drifting overhead, taking deep breaths to clear my head. Even as the good weather and peaceful environment was soothing, relaxing me from the multiple shocks my magical escapades had already given me, I found myself unable to shake the feeling that I was forgetting something. I looked across the street, appreciating the noon sun shining through the trees along the high street, casting dappled shadows across the vibrantly painted historic shops of brick and plaster.

Then, looking back toward the cafe I was shocked to realise that one of the waitresses was naked except for a pair of shoes!

Part of me remembered that this was the waitress who had brought me my hot chocolate, that her name was Bethany, and that she was a nudist, but my mind felt hazy and muddled and I couldn't bring up a memory of the encounter other than the vague notion that such a memory existed... Then my eyes drifted down to her shapely bum and taught thighs as she leaned over a table to hand someone a receipt, one leg extending behind her for balance, the gentle cleft of her shaved... My mind started to real with an almost dizzy feeling as the haziness thickened around my mind like syrup.

Instinctually I darted my gaze downward and began flipping pages of the notebook, twirling the pencil in my hand, anything to distract me from what was happening and calm myself down. Then I saw it. Bethany's entry:

Name: Bethany Ray
Able To Wear Clothing?: NO(-shoes, -socks/stockings)
Allowed To Wear Clothing?: NO(-shoes, -socks/stockings)
Do They Notice/Care?: YES/YES(+Nudist, -Modest)
Do Other Notice/Care?: YES(-perverted)/NO
Masturbate Freely?: YES/YES

Quick as I could, before the murky, billowing unease of forgetfulness consumed my mind again, I erased the (-perverted) from the margin beside YES/ and audibly gasped as the fog choking my consciousness evaporated. I looked up to see Bethany, her big service-industry smile beaming as she went over the a table's orders one last time before she left them. I intentionally focused on her toned stomach and shaved pussy, her tight hourglass figure and generous, bouncy breasts with large nipples and medallion sized areola, biting my lips with arousal. The forgetting magic, this time, however, did not attempt to shroud her nudity from my mind, even though my actions were clearly getting pervy, following Bethany's jiggling bottom as she flitted about from table to table to waitress station pick-up counter.

Placing a hand to my chest to sigh with relief, I was reminded of my own nudity. This time I allowed myself to cross my legs with my hands buried in my crotch, double covering it as my downward-extended arms were pressed against the front of me, squishing against my breasts and hiding my nipples. I squirmed in a mixture of arousal and embarrassment, chewing on my lip. It was hard to believe this was real life. My fingers, seemingly of their own accord, flexed against my hot outer pussy lips, dragging through the tangle of dark red hair. My mind drifted toward the words "Masturbate Freely?" But, even as my fingers began to press into my moistening crease, I realised I needed to figure out about the limits of the magic before I tried that out, and wrenched my hands away from myself.

Taking an almost aggressive sip of the hot chocolate, I flipped back to my own entry and examined it. Right away I saw another mistake I had made, having copied my ink version exactly in pencil and then changed the "Able To Wear Clothing?" line only.

Name: Skye Porter
Able To Wear Clothing?: YES
Allowed To Wear Clothing?: YES(-shoes)
Do They Notice/Care?: YES
Do Others Notice/Care?: YES(-Family)/NO
Freely Masturbate?: YES/YES

In my rush to allow myself to wear shoes, I had put (-shoes) next to both the Able and Allowed lines, but forgotten context. In Alice Henrietta Doe's entry, the Able and Allowed lines both read NO(-shoes), meaning she was neither able or allowed to wear clothing, except for shoes. I had written YES(-shoes) meaning I was allowed to wear clothing except for shoes. I quickly erased that marginalia, leaving the line simply as "Allowed To Wear Clothing?: YES".

Pulling out Jane's note on the rules again, I pondered her phrasing: "society will try to undress them". I wondered what that meant. Casting my eyes back up to Bethany, the happy nudist waitress, my mind started to construct an experiment. I waited until she was in the outdoor seating area of the cafe again and then used my eraser to remove the (-shoes, -socks/stockings) from the Allowed line. She was only wearing her slip-on black work-flats, having taken off the knee-high socks of her own free will - once she became a nudist due to my magical meddling. But now, according to what I understood from Jane's note, "society" would now try to get her to take those off as well. I sipped my hot chocolate and waited, watching intently.