She'll stay with her mothers! (but has a secret!)

This particular morning, a year ago now, was fateful for Winona, for a number of reasons. The first was the obvious, that it was the realization of a new stage in the life of her family (moving to a new place, with new jobs and her mother embracing nudism alongside her stepmother), but also because it was the realization of a fantasy of Winona's. Even before her mother had met Delphine, Winona had had fantasies of being naked in public, of streaking, of being stripped and embarrassed in public, in short, Winona's biggest secret was that she was an exhibitionist.

Her biggest sexual fantasy was being **** to be nude for some contrived reason, like she lived in a culture where female nudity was mandatory, or there was a punishment in place where she couldn't wear clothes for legal or cultural reasons, and she would be left aroused and embarrassed with all eyes on her, surrounded by clothed people. That brought up a question in Winona's mind. "Alright, I just have one question, lets say I went with you two to this new community, would everyone else there be naked as well?"

Delphine and Janet exchanged glances again, having a whole private conversation in a look in a second, the way only married people could. "Well, no," Janet said. "You see, the community is currently about fifty people, and it'll be about four hundred and fifty a year from now, but, currently, the program to test a textile free community has no funding at the moment. So, while our acreage is reserved for the textile free program, uh, we're the only ones on it."

"So, the rest of these 450 people will be wearing clothes?"

"Of various types, one is actually fairly interesting, they're going to be using clothes recycled from-"

Winona was tuned out of what her mother was saying at that point, focused on the concept of "the three of us will be the only ones naked. I'll be interacting every day with clothed people, and I won't be wearing a stitch of clothing, I won't even own clothing..."

"Weenonah?" Delphine snapped Winona out of her fantasy. Too late, Winona realized, firstly, she had been staring over her mother's head, staring at nothing but a blank area of the wall or ceiling, and, second, she was pressing, rubbing, her thighs and knees together, **** to touch herself as she became aroused by one of her biggest fantasies. Her nipples, too, were rock hard, her breathing becoming deep and fast and hard, her chest and crotch feeling warm, and, she knew, probably turning bright pink. "Are you alright, ma Crevette?"

"Yes!" she said, probably too enthusiastically. She also realized she had been rubbing her thighs with both hands, and was accidentally pushing her short red silk robe up to her waist, exposing her pink panties. She put both hands flat on the table again. "And, I've made up my mind," she announced.

"Oh, sweety, you don't have to make that decision now, like we said, we have a year."

"But I want to go with you two. I want to stay with my family! I love you both."

"Oh, my wonderful baby girl!" Janet got up from her chair and came around the table to hug her daughter. Leaning down, she didn't realize that this would put Winona in the awkward position of having to decide, in a split second, what part of her she wanted to let her mother's C-cup breasts squish against - too late: upper chest and shoulder it was. Then Delphine was on the other side of Winona, kneeling on the ground to reach her shorter (sitting) stepdaughter and much shorter (standing) wife, and they all embraced each other in a group hug, Delphine's huge, soft, beautiful black breasts enveloping Winona's face, hiding, hopefully, her intense blushing at that moment. Still, though, she hugged back, not wanting to ruin the moment by telling her moms how awkward she felt being embraced by two naked women, related or not.

There was also someone, either Janet or Delphine, kissing her on the top of her head, but Winona couldn't see who, as her eyes were completely covered by Delphine's breasts.

Then Winona's stomach growled loudly.

"Oh my!" Janet said, laughing, pulling out of the hug. "I guess we should get breakfast."

And the moment was done. Delphine half stood up, still on her knees beside Winona's chair, one arm still around her stepdaughter, one breast still resting heavily on Winona's shoulder. "Let's go out to eat, ma Souris, I don't feel like cooking this morning."

"Oh, I can cook, let's stay in," Janet was already moving toward the fridge.

"Non, let's go to Monika's, have our first nude family outing together, yes?"

Their friend Monika owned a pancake house, and had always expressed support for Delphine's nudism, and so had been their breakfast and brunch place of choice since Janet and Delphine had started dating - Monika and her daughter Rachel had even gotten along with the nude guests at the wedding without batting an eye.

"I think that's a big step for Winona, dear, we should let her get used to the idea gradually, shouldn't we?"

"Um..." Winona said, wanting to put her vote in for what to do about breakfast as well.