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Chapter 8 by Croodle Croodle

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Encounter in the Shower

As the hot water and soap ran over my body, I couldn’t help think about the day so far. The first day of my new, nudist life.

First it was Michelle. Then the redhead on the way to my room. Then Barry. Then who knows how many people on my way to the shower. There were a lot of open rooms, some where I clearly heard more than one person.

At least twenty people have seen me butt naked. But I know that’s small potatoes compared to what’s to come. There’s like 19,000 students at this school.

On one hand, this is some of the most embarrassing shit any person could possibly go through. So totally and utterly exposed: my cock and balls on full display to the world.

On the other hand, this is some of the craziest, most exciting shit any person can go through. Everyone was looking at me, taking in my most intimate details like a zoo… God…

Not a fan of these contradicting emotions!


I step out of the shower, soaking wet. I completely forgot to bring a towel, so I’m just standing here naked, dripping water from head to toe. Water’s slowly running off my dick like a mini waterfall.

Eyes closed, I lift my arms up and take a big stretch, getting up on the tips of my toes. And when I open my eyes, I find myself immediately face to face with another person.

My brain very quickly registered their outfit (blue beanie, pink band t-shirt, leather jacket, ripped jeans, and boots), before my eyes locked in on their face…it was oddly feminine for a men’s bathroom. They were looking at me with a blank expression.

Oh no.

I started looking around frantically, but no other people were in sight. “Oh god, did Barry lead me to the wrong bathroom? I swear I’ll-“

As I was panicking, not wishing for my first impression to be “the guy who walked around the women’s bathroom naked and soaking wet,” my spectator crossed their arms and raised an eyebrow. A very confident sly expression.

They chuckled. “Hey pal, relax. I ain’t a chick, and this isn’t the lady’s room.”

I snap back to reality after hearing those words. Shit, I just assumed this guy was a woman to his face.

“Oh fuck man, I didn’t mean-“

“Haha, and don’t sweat it,” they said. They extended their hand out for a handshake (much to my surprise, considering my nudity and my wetness).

“I’m not a guy either. Name’s Aster.”

“Oh I see, so this is the…”

“It’s a gender-neutral bathroom. Since our floor is co-ed on both sides, we don’t divide our bathrooms by gender”

Holy shit! So now I won’t even just be exposed to men when stepping out of the shower! What the hell is going on with this school!?

“Ooooooh I got it. Sorry about that. I’m still getting used to things.”

Aster smirked, “Yeah, I feel ya. So, what’s your story, big guy?”

“I’m Jack Henderson. I’m a first year here. Photography Major. I’m in Room E24”

“Figured you’re a frosh. I’m a second year, Art student.. Room E05.”

I saw Aster’s eyes drift up and down, scanning my body.

“Well, I’d love for you to stay and chat, but don’t you have some drying off and dressing up to do?” they said, keeping the same cocky smirk, keeping their eyes locked on my dick.

Fuck. Aster was so chill and casual I kinda forgot I’m fucking naked and dripping wet. My face quickly turned beet red.

Instinctively, I start frantically apologizing. “Oh! Shit! I’m sorry!”

Aster seems a bit taken aback. “Woah woah woah, easy dude! I’m not bothered! Honest!”

“You’re…not?” I respond confusedly.

Aster leans forward. “Why would I be? I mean, everyone’s got a dick or a pussy. Who gives a fuck? We’re all naked under our clothes.”

Huh. I never thought of it like that.

Still nervous and embarrassed, I try responding. “Y-yeah. I guess you’re right.”

“You got a nice bod too, for what it’s worth. You just gotta learn how to relax. Who cares what anyone else has to say?” Aster declares.

This…isn’t bad advice.

“Thanks, I appreciate it.”

“Don’t sweat it. I think everyone’s gotta learn how to take things in stride. Why dontcha swing by my place sometime to chill?”

“I’d love too.”

They look back down at my dick, and point at it, their finger only about an inch away from it. “You should probably still cover up though, for your own sake, yeah?” they laugh.

Oh right. They don’t know about the program.

“Oh, uh, yeah. I’m actually…it’s a long story. I’ll fill you in some other time. It was nice meeting you!” I quickly respond

I’d just have to **** myself to do it, I turned 90° and walked towards the door.

Aster raised their eyebrows. “Uh yeah, you too, hot shot” they said. Their cool confident demeanor was definitely shaken by the sight of a big soaking wet dude walking straight out into the hall in his birthday suit.

Still very wet, and still very naked, I step into the hall, as the bathroom door closes behind me.


[AUTHOR’S NOTE: Feel free to comment what you want to happen next!]

Is Jack able to embrace this new casual-and-confident mindset?

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