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Chapter 2 by Quazar Quazar

Who do we follow?

Isabelle 22, a zenrist

(Zenrism is a fictional cult created by Toomanyxs the following is my own fan fiction taking place in in the world they created for more like this use the following link https://thatlesbiannudistcult-stories.tumblr.com/aboutzenrism )

Isabelle was trapped in her room no matter what she tried her body wouldn’t allow her to wear clothes. Shirts, pants, skirts, dresses, underwear, even simple flip flops became unbearable when she tried to put them on forcing her to stand there completely nude.

Suddenly she heard a knock on her door and instinctively she flew her hands over her private areas. “Isabelle are you up yet?”, her mom asked.

“Y-yeah. I’m just getting …dressed.”, she said trying to sound as normal as possible.

“You’re father and I are going to run some errands do you wanna come with us?”

“No no that’s ok you can go without me.”, Isabelle said quickly.

“Sweetie are you ok? You’re not sick are you.”, her mom said.

Suddenly Isabelle saw the door knob turn and quickly she ran over to stop it from turning.

“No I’m fine mom just leave me alone!”

“Geez someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”, her mom said as she walked away.

With the present danger out of the way Isabelle let out a deep breath as her body sank to floor. ‘What am I gonna do?’, she thought to herself but she in reality she knew she only had one choice left. Walking to her desk she grabbed a white business card that read ‘Lovers of Zenriah’. With a heavy heart she started dialing the number.

How did this happen?

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