Natural [A Single Fig Leaf]

I sneak into her room and placed the sticker that had a natural fig leaf on the back of her hand. She doesn’t respond to my touch and I see firsthand how the sticker sinks into the skin and became a tattoo. This must be what happened to Mrs. Jackson after I placed the sticker on her arm. I sneak back out of the room and head to my room upstairs. I decide to keep the stickers in my bag as I turned on my Nintendo Switch and started playing Nexomon: Extinction. It’s a game for the switch that’s like Pokémon but styled more like a traditional RPG than Pokémon is. It also has features in the game that makes certain things more convenient but doesn’t change the difficulty of the game to make it super easy. I play for a couple hours until I go downstairs for a snack. I start descending the stairs to hear my mother talking to my sister about something I didn’t expect to hear. I peak around the corner into the kitchen to see my mother completely naked while talking to my sister. I was definitely staring inappropriately at all the curves on my mother’s body and at her exposed pussy while getting hard from the sight. From a safe distance away, I listened to the conversation unfold.

“What do you mean its normal for me to go without clothes? That’s insane!”

“Mom, I don’t get why you’re asking such an obvious question. It’s the same with me and my brother. You don’t question why we wear our shirts and pants around the house and in public, right. That’s why it’s definitely okay for you to be naked no matter where you go. Other people would be arrested on site in public but not you mom. It’s just the way things are. Can I go now?”

My sister walks out of the room leaving my mom frozen at what she just heard. I look around the kitchen and noticed that her cooking apron was on the floor. I wonder what would happen if she tries to put on more clothing. I readjust my pants so that my erection isn’t that noticeable, and I casually walk into the kitchen like nothing is wrong. I pick up the apron from the floor and hand it over to her.

“If it bothers you that much, then just wear some clothes.”

My mother jumps up from the sound of my voice and quickly uses her hands to cover herself up.

“Son, this may be normal for you but it’s definitely not for me. Besides, if I could put on clothes, I would. Every time I try, it gets ruined or its off my body without me even noticing. It’s the same with the apron so could you please just go back to your room while I make dinner.”

I shrug my shoulders as I grab a bag of chips and head back to my room. Not to forget to get one last good look in before heading back up to my room. So, the fig leaf makes the person naked no matter what and makes everyone else perception of it normal. I couldn’t even imagine how much an exhibitionist would pay to buy one of these stickers, its too bad I’m never selling any of them. I do feel a little bad for mom since she definitely doesn’t want to be naked all the time but I try to fix the situation she’s in until she falls back asleep or else she’ll know I put it on her. She’s probably noticed it by now too but can do nothing about it I imagine since it’s a tattoo. I guess I’ll just have to wait. I need to make sure I can actually undo the stickers effects that I’ve put on before I start testing anymore stickers.

[Amy Jackson POV]

Max complimented a tattoo on my body and wished me a happy birthday as he walked away. A tattoo? What tattoo? I quickly search my body until I found a tattoo in the shape of a birthday cake with the number 18 written inside. How did this get here? The number 18 inside the cake must be the reason why everyone treating me like I’m some 18-year-old girl. Finally, I can just get rid of this tattoo and go back to my normal life. I quickly make my way to the nearest restroom and try to wash off the tattoo. However, no matter how much I scrubbed or washed the tattoo it was still clearly visible on my arm. Shit, why won’t it come off? Maybe, I just needed some professional help, so I quickly leave school grounds and head to a tattoo shop. It doesn’t matter though because the tattoo artist told me that nothing he could do could remove the tattoo placed on my arm. I thought he was must not known what he was doing so I went to other tattoo shops but no matter where I went, they all said the same exact thing. Was I actually cursed or something? I decided to try my luck with one of the magic women in town, but they spoke in riddles and didn’t give me any help to solving my problem. By the time I went home I was exhausted. I didn’t even bother doing any of the homework I was assigned and just went to sleep. Hoping that when I woke up again this tattoo would be gone.