Further experimentation

It had been an entire day since my escapade, I spent the afternoon working on the house and pondering what I'd do next so that when morning came...I'd be ready.

This morning, I revised my entry in the notebook.

Name: Skye Porter
Able To Wear Clothing: YES
Allowed To Wear Clothing: NO (-shoes , -socks , -bags)
Do They Notice/Care: YES/NO
Do Others Notice/Care: YES/YES (-disgust , +complimentary , -recording , -photos , -lasting legal consequences)
Freely Masturbate: YES/NO

I felt like a pervert.

I'd been subjected to this damn book's humiliation for nearly the whole morning yesterday, and here I was using it as a personal toy. Especially with the way I'd set this thing up? Removing my permission to wear clothing?

Biting my lip I slipped on a shirt and pants, forgoing underwear because I knew what was about to happen. After pulling on a pair of knee high socks and putting my shoes on, I headed out into the world, purse slung over my shoulder.

Even so soon, I could feel strange looks, I could hear questioning voices. I walked out, down onto the pavement and decided to pick a direction.

"Excuse me?" I heard a man asking from somewhere behind me "Hello?" While he was far enough away, I could hear him approaching at a brisk pace. My lip curled into a nervous smile as I walked faster, it was like a game of tag except everyone was it, and my modesty was forfeit.

"Hey uh, excuse me?" I heard another voice, a woman's, looking over my shoulder I saw the high vis jacket of a police officer.

And so I started running.

It was exhilarating, being chased, knowing I was technically the engineer of this situation. Unfortunately I wasn't exactly a runner, so I was quickly overtaken by another police officer, a man, a different man than before given his voice "Please, stop running"

All three of us stopped and caught our breath, a couple of pedestrians that had joined the chase stopped nearby, but seemed content in letting the law do it's job.

"Miss, are you aware of why we stopped you like this?" The female officer asked in a stern voice, she was a shorter woman, black hair, tanned skin, sharp facial features. However I was surprised that she wasn't that accusatory.

"I uh n-no...no I'm not aware" I replied, playing dumb to my influence "I don't think I've broken any laws"

"Not any laws no" Her male partner answered, he had a bit of bulk to him, but I could tell he was quite fit despite that. His hat poorly hid a receding hairline "But we've been made aware that you're not allowed to be wearing clothes, so..."

"Will have to confiscate them I'm afraid" His partner finished, the shorter woman giving me a polite nod.

"...m-my clothes?" I asked as I took a step back, now that the scenario was playing out in front of me, I wasn't sure what to think. Were they going to take them by force? Was I expected to disrobe myself? Right here?

I didn't have long to contemplate my answer as they moved in. Credit to them, they weren't rough, but they still moved my limbs when I resisted, peeling the fabric from my body, exposing my skin to the world. I let out a final whine as they 'helped' me out of my pants, giving me support so I wouldn't fall.

"Now we're going to let you off with a warning, better avoid wearing clothes. You look better without them anyway" The female officer said with a shrug, leaving me standing like a newborn foal, awkward and exposed.

This certainly wasn't the end, and it was just the one day. I had far more I wanted to do, far more fun was to be had with this book...