Nudity, finally

“Now,” she finally asked, “how serious are you? Do you really want to do this? Be seen naked I mean?” I turned beet red, a recurring them as of late, but I continued holding her gaze, and reaffirmed by the warmth in my abdomen.

“Yes, I want to be seen naked, for some asinine reason, by people.”

“What were you going to wear to the party.” she asked? I told her about my witch outfit. I saw by the look on her face that she was less than impressed.

“Go up to your room, I'll be there shortly!” She laughed and practically levitated, she bound up the stairs so quickly. I walked up the stairs while the butterflies in my stomach fought a losing battle with the warmth in my belly. I sat on the bed when my mom walked in with all manner of make up, jewelry, and shoes.

“Let's start on easy,” she said as she began to apply make-up to my face. She didn't get carried away, stating she wanted to preserve my natural beauty. I looked at my face, and it was very simple, but definitely made my eyes, lips and cheeks pop. Hopefully the bit of blush and concealer would hide my immense natural blushing. A little eyeliner and mascara completed the look. She got out a gorgeous pair of golden hoop ear rings to complete my face. She asked me what I thought, and I answered her with my grin. She then used a pair of chop sticks to swirl my hair into a bun, keeping my shoulder length auburn hair off of my chest and shoulders. Her next command surprised me.

“Strip!” she said. “If you are going to be seen naked, we are going to make sure you look good naked first, and build an outfit around that.” I hesitated, and she patiently waited. Finally I took a deep breath and stood up from my bed. I pulled my tank top over my head and through it into the corner. I made an exaggerated go of it landing in a pose like a magician completing a trick. My mother laughed, while clapping and cheering. My bravado did not stop my embarrassment, but I laughed with her. I began crouching to remove my shorts, but she stopped me.

“If you are going to be showing yourself, make a show of it! Back straight and bend at the waist you silly girl!” I stood back up, bent at my waist and began removing my shorts as she cheered me on.

“Slowly”, she advised. I slowed down until the shorts hit my feet and I slowly removed each foot from the garment. She again had a one word reply: “Hot.”

I jumped up straight into another exaggerated pose we both burst into hysterics. She still managed to shock me, even at this point by stating “I love your cute red pubes! Clean but natural, very girl next door.”

“Mom!” I shouted covering up my pubic region with both hands.

“Oh, quit your fussing, you ruined my vagina, I can certainly comment on yours.” We both erupted at this and I lowered my hands. I had lips that hid most of the inner workings of my vulva, that porn had told me the internet thinks is cute.