Jump to Bonnie's encounter with Mikkel, the eccentric inventor

"Oh dear... Oh dear, oh dear...!"

The mother of the Jean-Bromide family made her way through the hallways of the apartment next door to her home, feeling increasingly skittish. When she'd been out in her garden, under the veil of illusion, with Clara and Broomi there to take some of the edge off, stripping nude hadn't seemed like as big of a deal. Now, feeling the slight draft run through the hall of the apartment and raising goosebumps on her freckled flesh, Bonnie didn't find herself quite so comfortable with the situation. "Oh... Oh dear!" The blushing woman crossed both hands across her breasts... her nipples were becoming increasingly peaked from the cold.

She'd just run into one of her neighbors, Ernst Coppershell, quite literally... She hoped he'd be the last of the neighbors she ran into on her way down.

It's said that Geod provides. It seemed this was true; the staircase was blessedly empty as the naked mother made her way down to the first floor. However, what Geod provides, he can also take away...

In this case, he'd taken away more than she could have expected. Bonnie ran her hands over the smooth, brick surface where she was sure the door exiting the apartment building had been. She'd come through so many times to deliver vegetables to the neighbors... Bonnie might be a bit scatter-brained, but she wouldn't forget where the door was! It was as though somebody had just bricked over it completely. "Oh dear! Oh dear!" She was becoming a bit of a broken record, as she felt the wall over with both palms, still baring her pleasantly shaped, freckled bum to anyone who might arrive in the hallway. As she thought about it... in hindsight... the pigtails just made it more embarrassing! "Oh my... I really should have just acted my age! I'm in a real pickle..."

"Pickles, hm? Wasn't it cucumbers, Ms. Jean-Bromide?"

The voice caused Bonnie to jump in shock, pressing her boobs flat against the wall and covering the gap between her thighs with both hands as she turned her red face to look over her shoulder at the speaker. The sight seemed too surreal to be true... a man was standing there in the hallway, nearly as naked as she was, as though he was trying to comfort her on the matter of her own nudity. The man's hair was a bright lilac color and his eyes were crystalline blue... in fact, he was so handsome, fair, and slender, she might think he was a woman, were so much of his body not exposed. The only covering on his body was a golden fig leaf, secured over his groin by a pair of similarly colored chains circling each of his buttocks around the back and covering nothing else. It looked like it might come off at a slight tug.

The sight was too erotic for a pure woman like Bonnie! She found her heart hammering inside her chest as this younger, naked man viewed her nudity from behind. "O-Oh... You must be Mikkel Wilmette, my next door neighbor? I-I've left you vegetables a time or two, but you never answered the knock, so I..."

"I received them, Bonnie. They were exquisite." The man turned to one side and crossed both hands, as if to show how little he cared about her own nakedness and further, his own. "In fact, on the note of vegetables... that pickle you mentioned earlier. You're certainly in one. I'd like to extend you a favor, to return your kindness. Would you follow me into my workshop?"

... Something about following the erotically dressed, handsome, younger man into his private chamber seemed even more lewd than standing naked in the hallway, Bonnie thought to herself. Still, she didn't have much of a choice. The door out had decided to take a vacation, after all. "I-I... Um... I could come in for a bit... B-But do you have a towel, Mikkel? I'm..."

"Butt naked?"

The woman nodded sheepishly, covering her groin area with both hands behind her lap as the near stranger's eyes shamelessly rested upon her large, fleshy rump.

"That's exactly what I wanted to offer you. I've got women's clothing in my workshop."

Again, Bonnie wanted to ask why a male inventor would have women's clothing in his workshop... The whole situation was just too shady. Still, she put on her best smile. "That would be lovely. I'll just... Follow you along the wall here..."

"That's very silly, Bonnie. Please, walk comfortably. You must understand that there's no reason to be ashamed around me. We are all Geod's creatures. In fact, I've been waiting for a moment like this to come for a long time... For us to toss aside the shackles of modesty and live as Geod intended. You and I are just getting a jump start on the others." The inventor smiled in a kindly way, then ushered her forward with a crooking motion of one arm.

Complying, the woman crossed both hands at her groin so that her arms would cover her bosom a bit as well.

"And you are still a spectacle of a lady, if I may say."

"N-Nooo! It's too embarrassing! P-Please don't say things like that, Mikkel!" The woman shook her huge, frizzy pigtails wildly as her face went as red as her signature tomatoes.

"Ha ha ha ha... It's easy to see why the townspeople find your presence so enjoyable. Teasing you is almost as splendid as consuming those fresh spring cucumbers." The inventor led the way into his workshop, ignoring further protests from the bashful lady gardener. "I'd been hoping I'd get the opportunity to ask you to wear this, actually."