The Nudist Serum: ENF RP with Abagel(me!) and ENF-lover

Note: Perspective changes to first person for Robin after the intro because my partner is more comfortable at times doing first person. It also gave me a good opportunity to get into Robin's head and invent a "Nudist Robin" persona in the subtext. Hope you still enjoy!

abagelYesterday at 9:54 PM

Robin Buckley and Steve Harrington were in a very different world than the one they had woken up in that day. At least, Robin truly was. She had begun her day clocking in to Scoops Ahoy as usual, a regular small town girl in an Indiana small town with small town girl worries and small town girl hopes. Mostly for something interesting to happen. She wasn't entirely convinced she wanted to take that back, but....Today- or tonight (it was hard to tell from beneath the earth in a top secret Russian military laboratory out of a conspiracy theorists' wet dreams) had been long, and tumultuous....and oddly boring. After the excitement and pure adrenaline and fear and anxiety of being literally taken into questioning by actual Russian spies conducting experiments on American soil.....they had sort of just left them there.

To make it worse, they had given Steve....something. From what the smart, snarky blonde gathered, it was supposed to make him agreeable. Some kind of "humane" solution. More than that, it just made him really, really high. It was amusing....at first. However, just when she thought she would implode from the boredom, sitting there in her sailor-esque uniform and stockings and having lost her trademark hat.....there was movement behind the one-way window, boots. And then, the door swung open. An eager looking man in a labcoat approached with a small needle, followed by what she had assumed to be the leader of this particular branch of nefarious stereotypes.

They approached, the doctor from the front, and the uniform-wearing (general? lieutenant?) circled behind her, putting a hand on her broad shoulder. "Be comfortable, yes? This will not hurt one bit."

Well......they hadn't been lying about the first part. It didn't hurt. Unless you counted what happened to her modesty. As soon as the needle penetrated her smooth, soft skin, and then reversed it's course back into the doctor's waiting hand.....she felt- woozy-....then hot....then warm- then...weird

ENF-loverYesterday at 9:58 PM

She began to feel ... hot. And not in the good way either. It felt like she had been wearing several layers of clothing to keep warm, then walked into a warm room. It was uncomfortably hot! She began to tug at her collar and shorts. "Wh-what is this!? What did you do to me?!" She shouted as they grabbed her by the arms and, despite her struggles, began to drag her back towards a room. One where she could hear the sounds of Steve Harrington singing some sort of made-up song about Farah Fawcett.

abagelYesterday at 10:04 PM

As she was dragged away, she realized her hands were restrained...she couldn't escape- but worse than that, Robin couldn't-.....that was weird....no, that was downright crazy! Why would she be thinking of that at a time like this?! She needed to focus. But still, the fact that she was being dragged, and that she was still (fully clothed) as they took her to the room (suffocated) with Steve waiting inside....she felt so helpless and (stifled) and (dishonest) and- Robin's head was swimming at these strange new feelings, which did nothing to alleviate or alter her own apprehension. Then, she found herself unceremoniously dumped into a large, open room. Steve was in the corner, sitting on a chair, unbound. Apparently neither of them was deemed much of a threat. The authoritative man in the uniform stepped ahead of Robin, crouching down to her level. "We do as we say. You shall be comfortable. It is your curse and blessing, I think. Most comfortable. At all costs. You will find out soon enough, dorogaya." He stood up and motioned for her to do the same before him.

ENF-loverYesterday at 10:08 PM

She gritted her teeth and tried to focus, trying to ignoring the thoughts and feelings soaring through her head. C-come on Robin! Th-think of something else! Uh ... uh ... p-puppies! Ice cream, Steve Harrington is a dork! No not him ... actually don't think about him!

Her gaze rose to meet the man in the room with them while steve kept singing, quite badly too, about Farah ... "S-sorry ... d-don't speak ... Spanish ..." she said causing Steve to laugh hysterically.

abagelYesterday at 10:11 PM

That seemed to strike a nerve, unfortunately. The man's face soured, as if he had a mouthful of lemon juice. "Respect........there is none here. No matter. You are a pretty one, at least. Any moment now. Just do what feels right." Robin squirmed and tried to distract herself, but then the thoughts became a little more obvious. She saw herself walking out of here, unscathed.....unencumbered.....un- oh god no. That- couldn't be possible?! This was the real world?! Not some kind of- no, that didn't exist, she wouldn't do it, not that.....

Robin didn't notice her own hand playing with the bottom of her puffy uniform top.

ENF-loverYesterday at 10:14 PM

I look down and realize that my hands are indeed playing with the hem of my shirt. My eyes go wide and I try to stop them, only to realize that I can't! I'm not in control of them! My eyes dart up to him again as my hands begin to slowly lift my shirt upwards. Slowly my bare tummy comes into view. "St-stop it!" I tell him already blushing.

abagelYesterday at 10:22 PM

The man cracks a slow, smoldering smile that shows his teeth. He looks sharp and uncaring. Practical. Dangerous. "I am doing nothing. It is in your hands now." He turns to walk some distance away, before turning to the door. An assistant walks in while you struggle with your hands. And then shutters rise and you see glass panes around you. Before you realize that they look just like the one way windows from before! NO! And....Steve?! He's howling like some kind of monkey now, and he's fallen over in his chair. "Free the tatas! Sometimes you gotta let 'em breathe!" And that seems to actually be a moment of lucidity, because next comes. "Woah, do you see the moon, Robin?! Who brought the moon? It wasn't me, they had my hands tied, I swear!" He's gesticulating at the ceiling, which very much does not show the sky. Meanwhile, the tone changes as that first strip of bare stomach skin shows, including your cute belly button. Then your top rises higher, and higher.....meanwhile, you feel your legs becoming restless as well.

ENF-loverYesterday at 10:26 PM

I blush even deeper and actually shriek once I see the one-way mirrors! Slowly my shirt lifts higher and higher until I can't see anymore! My plain white bra comes out into view and I shudder and shriek in embarrassment. I try to cover myself with my arms, only to find I still can't control them! Slowly they move down and start to unbutton my pants.

abagelYesterday at 10:32 PM

"Foolish boy, would you?" "Sir, does that mean me? I hope it means me. Or maybe it's the other guy- but he's probably too high right now..." "Here!" You feel someone assist you, with your strip show. In front of who knows how many testosterone fueled military men....and possibly women. Then you realize your pants have gone below the pantie line. Suddenly, you feel your feet swept out from underneath you....before you realize they haven't been, they're moving.....out of your shoes! Your rebellious feet toe them off almost nonchalantly while your face blushes and turns away up above. And then the weight of denim around your thighs and calves lowers, lowers.....Oh no! it's all happening so fast- not that you want it to happen at all! And then your top comes off of your raised arms, and they are able to roam once more! You feel your short blonde hair tickling bare shoulders.

ENF-loverYesterday at 10:34 PM

"GAAAHHH!" I scream, managing to briefly get control of my arms as I fall to the ground. Landing on my belly and keep my chest covered by keeping it pressed into the ground. "St-Steve! Stop it! Please you don't want to do this!"

abagelYesterday at 10:38 PM

Attired now only in your stockings, bra, and panties, you hear Steve make a confused sound, then turn the wrong way and trip over his own feet. "Robin!? When did this turn into an underpants party?! Woop." Then a thud as he falls on the padded floor which you now feel on your bare thighs. And then the same feelings wash over you again, and you realize this is hardly the worst. No, the worst is yet to come. You hear a slight drone and realize there must be some sort of cameras in this room! You're about to give up the sight of your birthday suit- and you can't stop a thing! And then something runs through your mind. You're outside. The feel of the air on your skin. It's pleasant (unusual!). The grass beneath your bare feet as you run free (exposed!) Your breasts sitting high on your chest (out for everyone to see!) It's like there's two Robins inside, one with your voice with most of the control- and another one that is speaking to you, showing you visions of yourself......a lot of yourself!

ENF-loverYesterday at 10:41 PM

As these visions flash in my mind, I can sense and feel my arms slowly begin to reach behind me. No ... no no no no no no no this isn't happening! St-stop it! I shout to the "other me." If she can hear though she doesn't listen as I feel my hands take hold of, and undo my bra on the first go,

"You gotta teach me that ... I always struggle with those," Steve says laughing.

abagelYesterday at 10:44 PM

There's the sound of Steve's commentary, the increasing sensation of cool air on your skin and curves, and the indifferent but entertained look on the Russian officers present. You feel your bra straps fall off of your shoulders, baring them first, then the cups of your bra fall....and to add insult to injury, you actually feel yourself sitting up....then flinging your bra into the corner. Your boobs jiggle, freed in their glorious entirety. Rosy pink nipples and all. You could just die. "BOOBIES! Where'd you get those Robin? From the boobie tree?!" Another thump as Steve walks into something. Or falls. You aren't paying attention. "So close now, dorogaya. Just a little further. You can be your true self, yes? We will allow you to walk....but only without...you understand?"

February 18, 2021

ENF-loverToday at 9:34 PM

I screech and throw both arms over my chest covering my breasts as I move backwards until I rest against the wall, not hidden from Steve or the ne way mirrors and the cameras behind them. I swear I could hear chuckling from those behind the cameras, and of course Steve.

"Ha ... you're so much cuter than Farah Fawcett ...."

abagelToday at 10:49 PM

There's muffled laughter and sounds of amusement that you can just hear even through the walls of this brightly lit chamber where you sit with Steve Harrington and the Russian authority. You try to wrack your brain as it scatters this way and that, housing two philosophies wrestling with each other. There's Robin, you, modest but brash, snarky, funny, witty- and then there's.....this....this thing this (naturist) this (free spirit) impostor! You just want to get out of here, be free (naked) from this room and this scary situation and your (clothes) so that you can (be in your natural state) get back to your (nude new) normal life! As you manage to devote all your resources to holding your generous bare breasts, backing against the wall and feeling stone against your shoulder blades, you notice another part of your anatomy rebelling further against its garments! Your feet and legs begin to fight against your stockings, working together using your toes, the sides of your legs, and even the floor to pull them down, down, down and off of your long legs. Once one dainty pale foot is bare, you feel it momentarily set on the cool floor, before returning to bare your other leg. And then....there's only one piece of cover that's going to remain between you and totally nude! Steve is rolling on the floor next to you. "Robin's hot, how about that?! Isn't that funny everyone?! Welcome to Scoops Ahoy, would you like some boobies?!"

ENF-loverToday at 10:55 PM

"STEVE KNOCK IT THE FUCK OFF!" I scream, clutching my breasts close as everyother part of my body seems to fight against me! No ... no I don't want this ... d-do I? Suddenly, both my arms slowly move off my chest revealing both my breasts to the goofy Steve Harrington as they begin to fravel downwards towards my panties. "Yes ... I'll have two scoops!"

I start saying out loud, "no ... no no no no no no please ... n-not here ... not .... not here ..."

abagelToday at 11:01 PM

The authority looks down at his watch, which actually annoys you even more than his leering. It seems you are taking too long, despite the literal peep show you are giving everyone present against your will. "Yes, here. Everywhere, that is the point. Not too clever." our breasts bounce as you fight it, your bare stomach has butterflies buzzing within, your long bare legs twist this way and that, even while your now bare toes wiggle in surprised freedom on the floor. You toss your head, short blonde mane of hair tickling your neck and getting messy from the exertion.....and then- you feel your body forcefully lean forward, and your arms extend. You feel fabric tickle your thighs, then your calves, then slip off of your feet, which playfully kick it into a corner. You know just what that means. You feel the air on your perky, firm buttocks. And then you realize what everyone can see from in front. You are (perfect!) naked! Stark naked! In the absolute buff, oh my god! Steve rolls back toward you and bounces off your thigh as he tries to stand. "I can't there's a naked girl in the way! Wooooo"

ENF-loverToday at 11:06 PM

I shriek loud and throw both arms ove my body. One draping over my breasts and the other rest between my legs. "ST-Steve!" I scream spining in circles, flashing my butt around the entire room as I do. "G-give me your shirt!"

abagelToday at 11:12 PM

You realize as you do this that you've given the entire room a 360 degree view of your nudity (perfectly normal human body) too many times over. Everything feels amplified now that you are naked(free!). The eyes, the sensations on your skin and every body part touching anything, and oh god there are so many parts to think about (to free from the confines) that it's overwhelming (exhilarating and natural). You just want to get covered (outside, so you can be a real nudist) and go home (on a nice walk around town!) . You're terribly aware of yourself and the apparent Naked Robin living in your head now (always). You have to (can never) get dressed somehow! Steve seems to be slightly lucid, and complies, albeit doing a short strip tease of his own wherein he gets stuck with his arms in his shirt. "Help me pretty lady! haha!" He stares at you while asking in a sugary sweet tone when he's not laughing at nothing.

ENF-loverToday at 11:17 PM

The "other" Robin, the one that wants to go running naked through town, the one that wants to feel the sun on every part of her body, want to refuse the shirt I asked for. Thankfully, the part of me that asked for it is screaming louder than she is whispering. I snatch the shirt from his hand ... but I don't put it on. I just ... look at it. The shirt hanging loosesly in my hand as if I have no idea what it is or what to do with it. All the while my breasts are just hanging out. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! PUT IT ON!!! After turning it over a few times more,times I toss it back to Steve, covering his head and face completely with it. "WHAT THE FUCK! N-NO!!!!"

abagelToday at 11:22 PM

The authority is still there, openly eyeing you from head to toe and back again. "Very nice. Yes, this will work well. Come now, it's over." He motions for a man to grab your arm. Another opens the door, and you see that outside are tons of Russian workers, military men and women, scientists.....and you're totally exposed! You see them clearing a path back to an elevator that likely goes to the surface! Steve begins to rant about some time he went camping and saw a "very cool duck" You don't know if this is a real story. The Russian leader speaks again. "This is how you shall live your miserable life. You can talk, it will not matter. No one will believe a naked hippie girl and her druggie pal! He presses the button for the elevator.

ENF-loverToday at 11:29 PM

"N-no ... w-wait a second!" I shout as he takes me and Steve by the arm and begins to drag us down the hallway twowards the elevator. Once again my breasts pop completely into view as he drags me alon the hall. With all of the Russian scientists, military men, and every other person who heard the rumors of the naked girl in the facility. Meanwhile Steve is still going on about his duck. "I swear .. it was big as a plane ..."

abagelToday at 11:33 PM

He snaps back for a second, looking over at you an raising an eyebrow. "Hey Robin....you're kind of....naked...you know that? Holy fuck, scary Russians and what now?- Hey, that's my arm you're pulling, you're" He swoons, then perks up. "Anyways, you should have seen this thing, man, it wasn't natural, no duck is that-" You try and stop but your swinging legs and bare feet can't get purchase on the smooth metal flooring. You see every eye roaming your body as it jiggles and swings by. You feel a pat or two on your ass! And then....as if on cue, the elevator doors open. "Enjoy your lives, Americans!" You're roughly thrown forward, before Steve is thrown in behind you, colliding with your smooth, lovely naked curves head on.

ENF-loverToday at 11:37 PM

I blush, shriek as I feel numerous cold hands on ... parts of my body where cold hands should never touch. As Steve runs into me, he knocks me over. Landing ... right ... on ... me ... his hands ... on ... my ... boobs ...

My face blushes bright red and I stammer. "U-uh ... uh ... u-um ..."

abagelToday at 11:39 PM

The authority smirks, presses a button....and just as Steve raises his head to see he's landed on a glorious naked you.....the doors fly closed, and you feel the wrenching and vibrations (all on your body now, on account of the nudity) of the elevator surging upward. You're going home again. To Hawkins......as an unwilling nudist! Steve seems to have been knocked back into sense. "R-Robin, the- the what?! Your cl- Robin why are you naked?!"