Tracy Sullivan, a gal who knows EXACTLY what she’s getting into!

[NOTE: Customization is enabled for the POV character, and you can change her name in the customization menu.

Also, this is the sister-story to the Jack Henderson storyline. By this, I mean both Jack and Tracy are attending the same school, and are the male and female participants in the program respectively. Both storylines run parallel to each other, each being told from their respective POV. They’ll be separate most of the time, but when they do cross paths, you’ll be able to read those scenes from both POVs!]

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College. It’s finally here. The start of my crazy new life.

Orientation day was going fast. My dad just set down the last box; he was helping me unload my stuff from the van into my house.

That’s right: my house!

Most freshmen are randomly assigned a dorm, but my and my besties all ended up going to this school together, so we were able to plan and get a lease together on a house just a mile or two off campus!

My name is Tracy Sullivan. Pretty stand-out gal from what I’ve been told! 5’10, blue eyes, brown hair, and a bangin bod! Not super skinny, but curvy in all the right places.

I know I know. That might sound a little cocky to say the least, but I’m just echoing what I’ve heard the boys say in the hallways!

Needless to say, I was one of the popular ones in high school, and all that love gave me the next-level confidence all my friends know me for!

But it wasn’t all great in high school. Yeah I was popular, always went to parties, had tons of cool friends, but I always struggled with the actual “school” part of high school. I did well enough to pass, and to make it into a good school, but it was always a struggle, I was never on the honor roll or anything.

I think I was just never really able to connect with the structure of the whole thing. It was so tight and strict. You had this class at this time, then this class, then this, then lunch, then bla bla bla. All with this stupid dress code. Oh yeah, I was at a private school, so I was stuck with this super tight dress shirt, this stupid little skirt, these tights that covered up my whole legs, and this bow tie that felt like it was trying to strangle me. No matter how hard I tried, the system was always fighting against me!

But that was all over today! Today I entered the freedom of college! I chose my classes, there’s usually at least an hour of break time between them, and best of all, no asinine dress code (kind of, but we’ll get to that).

But it doesn’t stop there.

A few months back, I was looking for any scholarships my new school would accept, and I stumbled upon the JACKPOT.

It was called the Human Sexuality Scholarship Program.

Now, full-disclosure, I’m a bit of a horn-dog. Always have been. I never really had a serious boyfriend in high school, but I was always chasing (and usually landing) some guy. I like messing around with girls too, but I definitely prefer guys. Nothing I love more than playing with a boy and catching him right between my fingers.

Anyway, the gist of this scholarship is that they wanted to promote “the joys of free and open sexuality” or something like that, but the way they go about it was INSANE. I couldn’t believe it when I first read about it.

I’m blanking on all the specifics right now (I’m sure I’ll get a reminder later on), but the main thing was that I get to be, no, I HAVE to be BUTT NAKED.

Like, 24/7. For my entire college career. Wherever I go: on-campus, and off-campus. Yeah, somehow I’m not only allowed, but REQUIRED to wear nothing but my birthday suit, even when I’m going around the city.

They say their logic is that by placing this one restriction, it will encourage freedom from societal norms, as well as complete sexual freedom!

So yeah, the full-time required nudity may sound restrictive, and it is technically a dress code, but it’s one I can get behind! I’m gonna be out there without a stitch of clothing holding me back, for four whole years! If that’s not freedom, I don’t know what is!

There was also a section about sex, but I was so excited by the whole nudity part that I only skimmed it, and wanted to wait until I got here and started the program to really go through it.

Oh yeah, and it cut my tuition IN HALF. With “the opportunity to earn more” later on, whatever that means.

So yeah, this is going to put my restrictive private high school experience to shame. I’m gonna be living in a nice house with my besties, taking the classes I WANT, all while showing off my bangin body! I think I’m gonna have a really, really good time here.

But, I’m not quite there yet! Right now, I’m still unpacking! It’s Orientation Friday, and I’ve spent most of the day with my family heading to orientation events and getting everything set up in my house. My parents are both here with me, along with my older brother, Brian. He’s two years older than me, and goes to this very college, entering his third year! Before our parents cut us loose and head home, we’re all heading to a nearby Chinese place for lunch.

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The drive from my new house over to the Chinese place was pretty normal. We just talked about the normal stuff, my bro was telling me a bit about how things are, my mom was saying how much she’s gonna miss me, and so on. They all know about the Scholarship I got though, but I guess they just don’t really wanna mention it right now.

At the Chinese place, we all sit down together with our meals, when the topic finally comes up.

My dad speaks up while poking at his food. “So, uh, Tracy, that scholarship program you got into. Really think you’re ready?”

“Of course Dad!” I answer, “What’s there to be afraid of?”

My mom speaks up. “Nothing I suppose, but it just seems like…a bit much. We have the money. You really don’t need to worry about any scholarships.”

“Mom. Listen, this isn’t about needing money. I just want to do this. I’m an adult now, and it’s my decision. I read through everything, and I’m down to do this.”

My mom looked away. “I know sweetie…but I just can’t stop thinking about everyone looking at you that way! It’s…it’s un-Christian!”

I put my hand on my mom’s soldier. “Mama. There’s nothing wrong with showing off what God gave ya. It’s just natural. And besides, you know how I struggled in high school. This is really like a new chance for me!”

My parents looked at each other, and my dad spoke. “You’re right. Besides, you’re a grown woman now and this is your decision. We may not be sure about the whole thing, but all we can do is hope for the best and support you.” He cracked a smile, and I smiled back.

“Thanks, Dad.”

My brother, Brian, starts talking for the first time this conversation. “I agree it’s kinda crazy, but I’ve been going to this school for two years now, and I know everyone’s gonna treat ya just fine. And if there’s ever any trouble, you know where my apartment is.”

We bump fists.

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After lunch, we’re back at my house. Outside the door, I say my final goodbyes to my family for now. My parents give me a big hug goodbye before driving away in the mini van.

Once they’re gone, Brian steps in for a hug of his own. While we hold our familial embrace, he comments “You better make this one last, sis. Because I am NOT hugging you once your new dress-code kicks in!”

I laugh, before we part ways and he heads off in his shitty little convertible, back to his apartment on-campus.

I head inside my new college house, and the first thing I see are all three of my friends sitting together on the couch, watching tv.

Almost like robots, they all wave to me in sync and say “Heeeeey Tracy!”

“Hey gals!” I shoot back as I walk into the living room.

My three besties. On the right there’s Kate. She’s 5’8, has long cornrows, and is just a little bit chubby, but all in the right places. She’s always been the goody-two-shoes church girl of our group, but we always make it work.

In the middle is Alex. The tomboy of the group. She’s 5’4, with short black hair, and a surprisingly sexy body, but you wouldn’t know since she keeps it covered with baggy clothes most of the time.

And lastly on the left is Natalie. She’s 6’00 and pretty skinny. She had a bit of a nerdy personality to fit her akward, lanky demeanor. Her dorky face was complete with long brown hair and glasses.

Of course, they all know about the scholarship. I told them all a while ago, and they were ok with it when we agreed to lease this house.

“So, when’s your new dress code kick in?” Alex asked me coyly.

“I got an email explaining it a couple hours ago. I guess for most people, they’d have their RA come by to collect their clothes, but we’re not in campus housing, so we don’t have an RA. Says here that I’m gonna have someone called a “Program Advisor” instead? Apparently they’ll come by our house some point this evening to get me going.” I explain.

“Oh, I just still can’t believe you’re doing this…” Kate says pensively, “it just seems so…wild…”

“Well,” Natalie interjects, “if you look at it objectively, it’s incredibly natural. I am incredibly interested in seeing all the social data gathered by this experience. Incredibly interesting how different people react to the naked human form!”

“Uh, yeah, what she said,” Alex jokingly butted in. “I’m real excited to see our friend here get real hands on with all that raw hard data.” she said looking right at me, smiling coyly.

I laugh. “Yeah, I can’t wait if I’m being completely honest. But until this Program Advisor shows up, make some room on that couch for me!”

I nudge the girls aside, squeeze on the couch next to Kate, and join them in watching tv.

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[AUTHOR’S NOTE: Feel free to comment what you want to happen next! I’m always incorporating ideas from the comments section!]