Olivia, The Official School Nudist

ENF-lover05/14/2020

I nod and slowly rise to my feet, still holding the magazine in front of me for dear life. Ms. Donahue steps back into her office, and before I can take a step forward I hear a "ahem." Followed by the secretary saying, "sorry Miss Holbrook, that," she points to my magazine, "is office property and must stay here." I cant say for sure, but it looks almost like she's wearing a very hard to read smirk.

abagel05/14/2020

I want to defend you, but we probably shouldn't get in bad graces. "Um....Liv, I'm sorry. Come here." I put my hand out for the magazine. "Gonna have to play by the rules."

ENF-lover05/14/2020

The secretary is openly smirking now. I cross my legs and slip one arm under the magazine and cover my chest. I then, very reluctantly, hand it over to you before I return my free hand to between my legs.

abagel05/14/2020

Yeah....I don't know if I can blame here, but it's not helping. She probably didn't expect to see any shy, completely nude college girls in her office today. But there you are. Totally in your natural state. Anyways, I move over to you, and grip you on the shoulder firmly to get your attention. "Just act natural, ok? I'll be there the whole time. Tell the truth, and there's nothing to be afraid of. We'll know we did the right thing." I kiss you on the cheek, and take you into the office.

ENF-lover05/14/2020

I walk with you into the office, knowing that the secretary is staring at my ass. Once we walk into Ms. Donahue's office we see her standing at a ceiling high bookcase behind her desk. She's thumbing through a packed full binder. She doesn't look up but says, "close the door please." Ms Donahue is a woman in her forties, fairly tall (though some of that might be the heels she's wearing), with shoulder length blonde hair in a ponytail. She's wearing Black heels, black stockings, a knee high black dress skirt, and a plain white long sleeve dress shirt. For a woman in her forties, she actually looks younger. She says, "please have a seat." Still, not looking at us.

abagel05/14/2020

I put my hand on your shoulder, and basically have to guide you to an armchair in the corner. It's a little big for you, which probably didn't help. You must feel small, especially unclothed like this. I sit down next to you in a fold up chair. She sits behind her desk. Then, there's a knock on the door. "Ah. That should be our professor."

ENF-lover05/14/2020

The chair is ... surprisingly comfortable, despite it's size. Only ... it's seat is stained leather. Not the best feeling on bare skin. Just as she speaks, I whisper just loud enough for only you to hear, "no no no ... no one else ... please," but she walks up to the door and opens it.

abagel05/14/2020

But nothing can stop what's happening now. The door squeaks open, and a man in nice dress shoes, and formal clothing steps in. You recognize him immediately. He looks away at first, respectfully, before settling on gazing from your shoulders up. It's Tessa's sociology professor. He came to vouch for you. He must have. "Um....hi?" I don't know what to say.

ENF-lover05/14/2020

"Hello, I'm professor Marcus. You must be Mr. Shcofeld, and Miss Holbrook. It's good to finally meet you in person." He walks over and shakes your hand, but thankfully, gives me nothing but a casual nod. Which does help me to relax more. "H-hi Professor." I say with a small smile. Ms. Donahue sits at her desk while Professor Marcus pulls up another chair. The office is pretty small, so we're all within a few feet of each other. Ms Donahue says, "Now, Ms. Holbrook, I've been reviewing your record, and I have to say I am utterly shocked at this development. So, between the three of you. Can you give me a reason why I should not have Ms. Holbrook expelled for this little attention stunt?"

abagel05/14/2020

I try to bite my tongue, but something wells up inside of me. Thankfully only part of that indignity makes it to the surface. "With all due respect, it wouldn't make a difference....she can't...she's stuck, ma'am." She looks incredulous. Then looks down. "All I have in my file is a blatant disregard for public decency. Add to that a complete lack of class attendance, or any online correspondence to her professors-" Professor Marcus coughs quietly. "If I may, Charlotte-" She almost glares at him, then softens. He continues. "She has had correspondence. She reported her situation to me quite transparently. I mentioned it to you, and in turn that's why we're here. Now, I'm not going to drum up superstitious ghost stories or talk about obscure rituals but....there is a precedence for strange things. Cultures document the unknown all the time, and deal with it in their own fashions. Surely that's an educated point of view?"

ENF-lover05/14/2020

Donahue looks irritated but concedes. "Fair enough ... but i won't accept a ghost story as an answer. If ... this behavior is to be accepted once, it could spread. Any student could claim the same to do as Ms. Holbrook here has. I refuse to see my campus turn into a nudist resort. In fact, am I correct in understanding with have had multiple streaking incidents, involving at least three different women, in the last week. Unprecedented! Therefore, I am going to need a solid, viable answer. So, present..."

abagel05/14/2020

I sit up straight. "Yes. And all of those women were friends. And they got dressed and went home afterward. I'm sorry Liv...." I point at you, putting you on the spot. "My girlfriend didn't get to do that. It's been what? 3 weeks, a month? We've tried everything, that's what we've been doing. Trying to fix it. It's not happening. I've accepted her like this. She's trying to accept herself. Please...just don't stop her future here because of something she can't control." Marcus straightens. "I don't pretend to understand why Ms. Holbrook hasn't stopped this behavior....but look at her. She's clearly unhappy with it. You and I should be able to understand. Maybe some girl does this as a fun stunt. One too many party drinks. Spring break. But this long? In this office, of all places?" He turns to you. "Listen...you've told me a lot about how this began. But we need details, I'm sorry. What exactly happened- what started this all off? where were you, what were you doing?"

ENF-lover05/14/2020

With all eyes on me I blush deeper, bring my knees to my chest and hug them to my body tighter and sink into the chair just a little. I sigh and begin. "I-I asked Steve to go to a magic show with me. I got invited on stage to participate. The skit was supposed to bless me with a spirit of luck. I figured it would be some stupid fun party trick. But ... there was a blinding light and ... everything felt normal. Afterwards I started ... taking off clothes. I didn't want to and I tried to fight but ... it was like I wasn't in control of my body anymore.

abagel05/14/2020

Donahue continues to look with narrowed eyes. "That sounds awful. It also sounds ridiculous....." she sighs, and closes her eyes for a moment. Then looks over to Marcus. "Is there anything about this? Maybe you've talked to a psychology professor?" Marcus huffs. "It could be. She could have developed some kind of phobia. Vestiphobia is a documented phenomenon. A clothing allergy, that's biology. Or....there are certain cultures that are more superstitious than ours. They believe in such things as totems, and karma. What it chalks up to is that certain rituals; they aren't for show. We think of magic and mystique as entertainment, but most primal cultures find more joy in the mundane. The reprieve, the ordinary. At one time we knew not to mess with the unknown unless it messes back, right?" Donahue doesn't seem amused. "Get on with it, please. I can only stand so much academia in one session." Marcus continues. "I'm saying, that it could be considered a spiritual experience. I'm also saying, that the power of belief is tricky. Our entire reality is what we perceive it to be. Does she look like she's unwell? I mean....aside from the unusual we've already discussed. No. She's a regular, decently frightened young woman. With dreams, and plans. We can't interrupt them Charlotte...." He looks at you and me, then back. "How about we propose a trial, hmm? She wants a normal life. You can give it to her, and see for yourself. Think of like an academic probation. She'll have to show up to class. Turn in assignments. Live a full life. Check in. If she stays like.....well, like this? You'll have your answer." He added. "It'll give us some time to figure out the legal headaches."

ENF-lover05/14/2020

Donahue looks at me, "Miss Holbrook, would this be acceptable to you?" I nod and say, "y-yes ... please ma'am." She still looks unconvinced and sits in silence for a moment. "Then ... I suppose this could be acceptable. Under certain conditions. Ms. Holbrook, you are required to attend all classes for one week with no exception, after which, normal absent and tardy parameters apply. Second, if this is to believed ... and this is truly out of your control ... you are not permitted to wear clothing." I blush as my eyes go wide and even professor Marcus seems shock. "N-now that's a little ..." he begins before Donahue holds up a finger. "I mean it Dean. If this story is true then clothing is not an option for her regardless. But, if you are seen wearing clothes Ms. Holbrook, then I will consider this incident as a attention stunt and we will discuss punishment, including possible permanent suspension, immediately." She looks between you and me. "Am I understood?"

abagel05/14/2020

I sigh, and put my hand on your shoulder. I look into your scared eyes. It's the best we could hope for. You're basically free. "Yes." I turn to her. "Yes. I understand." I turn to you. "Liv. It's ok."

ENF-lover05/14/2020

I also nod, "y-yes ... I understand miss." Professor Marcus looks relieved. "Thank you Carol." She looks annoyed still. "Don;t thank me yet Dean. Despite ... everything ... I'm still not sure I believe this ghost story. For now, we'll just consider the matter settled."

abagel05/14/2020

I squeeze your shoulder. Then turn to the dean. "Thank you...are we all set?" I shuffle a little. Then I look at Marcus. "Really, thanks. You've been so much help."

ENF-lover05/14/2020

"Don;t mention it, I'm glad to have helped." He says with a small nod. Donahue looks at us sternly. "Yes ... you're both dismissed. Now, I have other matters to attend to. You may leave .. now."

abagel05/14/2020

I squeeze your shoulder. You seem dazed. "Come on Liv. We'll talk about it. As long as you need." I kneel down in front of you. "Come here." I open my arms wide.

ENF-lover05/14/2020

I hug you tightly, I'm clearly not happy about still being naked. Bit I am relieved to no longer be a prisoner of social confinements. I sigh happily and rest my head in the crook of your neck.

abagel05/14/2020

I sit there for a moment. The dean coughs, and looks away. "That's sweet, but I'll need you to move along. I'm very busy." She shuffles some papers on her desk. Marcus gets up as well. "I hope I helped today. Maybe I'll see you both around." Then he exits the office.

ENF-lover05/14/2020

I stand up and walk out of the office with you beside me. As we step back into the lobby, the secretary is still seated at her desk. She gives me a wolf whistle as we walk by.

abagel05/14/2020

I notice you tense up, and I pull you in close as we walk out. "Have a nice day!" shouts the secretary. There's no sign of our friends at first.

ENF-lover05/14/2020

We step out into the hall, with our friends still no where to be seen. I close the door and can;t help myself. I leap into your arms. "Steve! We did it!"

abagel05/14/2020

I catch you with an "oof" as you practically tackle me, wrapping your bare arms and legs around me. I spin around with you for a second. "Yes! We did!" I laugh for a moment, kissing your face. Then we hear some footsteps from near the stairs. "Already celebrating? Without us?!" Mel comes around the corner carrying a large package, showing it off like some kind of game show model assistant. Heather and Tessa follow behind her. And then Abby and Mark. Finally Derek...and then Joe and Lisa, interestingly enough.

ENF-lover05/14/2020

I blush a little once they show up, but i'm too damn happy to really care. I do get my feel back under me but kiss you long and hard again. "We did it!" I happily say to everyone. "I'm not trapped in my room anymore!" Everyone says their congratulations to us, but Mel is being suspiciously quiet. Plus, she's smiling, which is never a good sign.

abagel05/14/2020

Mel looks you over, appraisingly. "I knew you could do it. No one could resist that....face." She smirks. Tessa moves up to see you. "I'm sorry I haven't been around. Did Marcus help you?! He's the best." Then she looks over at the package. "We um...we all chipped in. Figured you'd need something."

ENF-lover05/14/2020

"Don't worry about it Tess, you did plenty. If it wasn't for you setting us up with Marcus, I don't think we would have succeeded. Thank you." Mel holds out the package for me and I do accept, opening it means I'm not covering anymore, but almost everyone is kind enough to look away. Only you, which is fine, Mel, and heather look. As Heather stares,Tess places her hand in front of Heather's eyes to block her vision, but she only peaks under Tess' hand. I start opening the package. "Guys, you shouldn't have." I open the package to reveal ...