Sighing Up...With Extras

As Tiffany pulls into the courthouse, I swallow hard, finding myself being forced to realise this is really happening. Despite how long I have been walking around naked on an observational run, which I've just found out went on far longer than expected, it always seemed my nakedness was just 'a little bit longer'. Now that we're here, and it's definitely here to stay, I found it a bit daunting. I paused, looking down, surprised that at least a part of me was actually looking forward to it, which caught me completely by surprise. Maybe I've really enjoyed it, even more than one would expect?

I felt Tiffany place a hand on my wrist, smiling down at me, "Don't worry, you can do this...and you'll enjoy being yourself more once it's done.", She pauses a moment, and I nod, finding myself letting out an amused note, feeling her gaze on my exposed nakesness before she continues, "Besides, I can't get to pick though your stuff 'till you get done here, right?"

I laugh at that, surprised at her candour, shooting her a look that's supposed to be dirty, but comes out more humorous, or perhaps aroused? "Ha ha. Not to fear on that front. You'll get first pick.", I tease back, and she smiles back as we get out. I did not notice the AC while inside her car, but I sure felt the heat of the world outside, the gentle breeze leaving me even happier than before to not be wearing an inch of clothes covering my curves.

As I step out, my high heels click loudly upon the concrete parking lot, announcing my presence before them, and quickly drawing more eyes my way. As we start walking in, she declares, "Don't fret. I'm sure you'll love staking a stand and becoming a nudist for life. It's not for me, but you'll be happier once it's done. Also, you still owe me lunch for this."

I roll my eyes, smirking, letting out an exasperated sound before replying, "How could I forget?" and we laugh, walking into and getting into line. With so many bored individuals there, between the guards, workers, and those just there with a task to do, it was easy to understand why there would be easily entertained, 'and here I am, putting on the best show they could hope for!', I find myself thinking ruefully.

Doing my best to remain nonchalant, I could easily see dozens staring over at my exposed nakedness before the door even closed shut behind us. We got a number, and got into line, though even there, my nakedness may as well be on open display on a jumbo sized moniter for all to see; complete with a sign underneath declaring, "You are encouraged to gauck"

Not that they would need such a sign, of course. I manage to wave at a few, finding myself enjoying the attention. If only to help pass the time, even as I remember this is my life now, openly exposed, left to be on display. It seems to take forever, as the line slowly moves forward. I see people point their cameras and phones my way, snapping a shot for posterity.

Within moments, Tiffany pokes me in the ribs, smirking and laughing before declaring, "You should totally pose for 'em. How often can they get to meet an actual, real-life nudist? Besides, what have you got to lose? Your boredom?"

I manage to smile back at her, "Why, it's not too late for you to join me/. They would get to see two and.... kidding, kidding!" I tease back, feeling her poking me harder before, as we share a laugh. I pause, managing to cool it a bit before more soundly inquiring, "Really think I should?

She gives me an 'are you serious' glance before shouting, "Well, yess! Obv!", and we laugh once more. Some in line, and perhaps even a guard, is smirking now with us.

Putting my hands up in mock surrender, I manage to say, "Ok! Fine! I surrender! Don't get your dirty clothes all over me! I'll do it, sheesh!" and on my word, I do an in-depth pose. Making a peace sign, I stick out my tongue. Before long, I'm standing in silly angles, legs spread wide, my breasts bouncing gently between stances.

'Hey, it's fun, and helps pass the time, ' or so I admit to myself, seeing several others pose next to me, as others take turns to pose with me. The lines move just as slowly as before, but at least someone gets to have some fun. My intimate parts become a target of photography, as so many seem determined not only to snap a photo for themselves and to share, but to include such naughty bits in the shot... how else would anyone believe them, right? Gotta get them bits, or so I refully admit to myself, even if I never bother to care. I'm enjoying it anyway.

Suddenly, we're being called up, and I'm so lost in the moment Tiffany has to pull me up to the window and speak up for me, "Bridget is here officially to request forms to become a lifelong nudist... with a business rider exception."

The man nods, staring a bit longer at me, as I stand naked before him, still buzzed from my time posing and being on display for so many. "Sure thing... she does now know this is hard to remove from her records once done, and we may have to examine her closely... for our records, of course."

As he spoke, I found myself smiling back, even moving my ass as if making a show out of it, even as I find myself once more realising how real all this is,...