Investigating the App

Sophie rolled her eyes as she saw Charlie's unwelcome face appearing on her phone. His message to her was creepy and she tried her best to ignore it and concentrate instead on her assignment. It was awful and degrading and reduced her to a brainless sex object asking complete strangers if they loved her naked body. Nonetheless, she knew she would have to do it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. If she got up early she could get out of the house before any of the friends she shared with saw her and drive somewhere far enough away that nobody would know her. She would then get her humiliating "assignment" out of the way and meet up with her friends.

The Naked Club, a term Sophie still couldn't bring herself to say, had agreed on the ride back to meet up tomorrow after completing their individual assignments and Sophie had said she would be there. The idea was that the group would stick together until they had all completed Naked Ambition, hopefully at pretty much the same time. None of them realised that Sophie was likely to be stuck naked for way longer than anyone else though. They didn't even think she was on the app, believing she was refusing to wear clothes as a gesture of solidarity. Only she and Charlie knew she even had an assignment for tomorrow, let alone what it was.

Sophie knew she would need to get some sleep soon but she was still trying to find out anything at all about the app. She had been googling for ages but could find nothing, not even the slightest mention of it anywhere. She had been toying with an idea to threaten to sign Charlie up on her phone but when she looked for the app it was nowhere to be found. Yet when Charlie had decided to trap her on the app earlier it had been there for him at the touch of a button. She just couldn't shake the feeling someone, somewhere was fucking with her and her friends who seemed oblivious to how crazy and inappropriate this all was.

Sophie certainly wouldn't have considered herself a prude, far from it. She was a feminist, sure, but she had no problem hooking up with guys for fun just as long as she wanted to and was in full control of her situation. Being made into an object to be lusted after was a different matter altogether. Sophie had worked hard and achieved quite a lot at a relatively young age. The fact she happened to have a pretty face, naturally tanned skin and a slim yet curvy body she kept in good shape, mainly for health reasons, should not effect how people viewed her and by being constantly naked around them she would be forcing them to view her in a different way. She would never be taken seriously again and her personality and talents would become irrelevant.

The most worrying thing for Sophie was just how much power the person or people behind the app had. It seemed to be able to track wherever she and her friends went, knew the state of their relationships and maybe even what they were thinking. Was she being watched now? Did they know she was trying to suss them out and what might they do to her if they did? They could make clothes vanish into thin air and **** people to remain naked. She had tried to pull on some panties when she first got home only to see them disappear. As grounded in reality as she was there was no other explanation that Sophie could think of for that than magic of some description. She also realised that, since the app seemed to know the girls every move, it had to be aware that she had been signed up, in hard mode at that, against her will. Yet it still accepted her application and was keeping her bound to it's incredibly strict terms and conditions. She knew this wasn't simply the **** for positive change her friends seemed so convinced it was.

Deciding this was all just too much for her to take in right now, a tired and emotional Sophie switched off her computer, set her alarm for 6 am and hoped she could get some sleep before the awful task she would soon have to carry out.