A New Proposal

Megan read the document she had in her hands a few times over. It seemed to solve all of her problems. She was smiling.

"It's a document that was made in case it was proven you didn't deserve to be in the program," said Megan's mother. "The first thing the document promises is that the law will prevent more people from finding out about your time in the program."

"According to the document it says there will be a law against being in possession of any photos of me that I don't want people having," said Megan. "It also says people won't be allowed to transmit them either."

"That's not all actually," said Mrs. Smith. "The government also removes you're profile from the N.A.K.E.D. website and even searches the entire internet for photos and videos of you and removes them."

"So that must be why all photos and videos of N.A.K.E.D. participants are required to be posted to the official N.A.K.E.D. website," _thought Megan.

"In addition to that, anyone who knows about your time in the program as a supposed willing participant cannot talk about it without risking being thrown into the program. Or if they already are in the program they risk serious legal punishment," continued Megan's mom.

"It says in addition to the previously determined conditions I will be properly compensated for the trouble I've been caused... what conditions are they talking about and does that second part mean I'll be getting money?" asked Megan.

Mrs. Smith took a deep breath and said "Before I explain that I need you to sign the physical and digital copies of the document." After her daughter signed the physical document Mrs. Smith took it from her and handed her daughter her cell phone on which she signed the digital copy.

"Now what are these previously determined conditions?" asked Megan.

"The government keeps a record of everything you have to do while in N.A.K.E.D. and those records can even be found in your profile on the N.A.K.E.D. website," started Mrs. Smith. "And when I put you in the program early I thought it would only be fair that in the event it turned out you didn't do anything wrong that..." Megan's mother's voice trailed off at the end of that sentence, she was having a hard time finishing it.

"You thought it would only be fair that what?" asked Megan. Her mother was tearing up a little.

"Sweetie, I need you to know that I want to do this and that it isn't your fault. I also want you to know I'm doing this because I love you and that you can't talk me out of it," said Megan's mother tears streaking down her face.

"What is it? What's going to happen? What are you going to do? This doesn't sound good, so tell me already!" said Megan.

"I need you to promise me you'll be understanding of why I have to do this first, and that after I tell you what I'm going to do, that you won't object to it until at the very least tomorrow morning before school."

"Okay, I promise, so just tell me what you need to tell me already," said Megan.

"Legally, because of the terms you were put into N.A.K.E.D. under, since you have been proven innocent I have to endure every last humiliation that was **** upon you and until I do I am legally forbidden from wearing clothes," said mrs. Smith.

Megan just stared wide eyed at her mother, mouth agape. She couldn't believe what she just heard. When it finally sunk in she was surprised to discover that a part of her really wanted to see her mother do this. Because however much she tried to deny it, it didn't change that deep down there was in fact a part of her that was mad at her mother for putting her through this.

"Okay, I suppose I can be understanding for now," said Megan. "You really don't have to go this far though."

"I know, but I'm doing it because I love you and it's the right thing to do." responded Megan's mother.

After that Megan got dressed in the super skimpy clothing her mother brought and looked herself in the mirror. _"I look like such a slut exposing all this skin" she thought as she examined her body in the mirror. "It does show off my assets really well though" _she thought as she exited the room.

Megan turned down the hallway and went to enter her room she could hear music and conversation coming from downstairs and could tell that the party was going well. When she opened the door to her room she could tell that the guests were having a lot of fun with John. His face was beet red, and he was desperately struggling to break free from being bound to a chair while naked. His erection was hard as steel and pointed straight up in the air.

"Woah! Nice outfit Megan!" yelled one of the girls. "You better watch out or John will blow his load without anyone even touching him," One joked.

"They may not cover much, but I still wanted to play with our little boy toy none the less," said Megan.