Mera's nude month begins

Mera stared out into the endless blue, becoming very aware of just how thin her arms were in comparison to the rest of her body. Long, pale legs led to a pussy that was all the more noteworthy thanks to her red hair, her boobs were visible above and below the arm she tried to cover them with, and the red hair that surrounded her face ensured it was easy to spot her.

The nearest part of the kingdom stretched out before her. She was high above it, looking down, seeing the many inhabitants going around their daily lives.

She took a nervous step back, and stiffened as she caught sight of Vulko still standing behind her, her pert ass in full view. Not that she wanted to turn around.

“This is a journey many others have taken,” he said. “You will not be the first, nor will you be the last.”

“That doesn’t make it any better,” Mera said.

She shot another glare over to Arthur. He was standing behind Vulko, though he seemed to have lost the ability to form coherent words after Mera had gotten naked.

“You… really have to do this, huh?” Arthur said.

“Thanks to you,” Mera glowered back.

She stood awkwardly, looking back over her shoulder and trying to keep most of her body facing away. Though it wasn’t like she could hope to keep everything hidden for long, not now. And they could see her butt.

Baby steps. She took a deep, shaky breath. If she’d been on land, she doubted she’d have been able to stand; the impending humiliation made her legs feel weak.

“At least the tradition allows for transport,” Vulko said. “You will not need to linger, just as soon as your presence has been witnessed…”

“I don’t need you to walk me through the details,” Mera said, blushing. “Let’s just get this over with.”

One of the seahorses they used as mounts was near. Mera kicked her bare legs to swim closer and straddled it, unused to the feel of riding it with nothing between her body and its scales.

Yet again there was nothing she could do to prevent everyone from seeing her ass. Instead, her only choice was to spur it on, down into the populated city below, and in desperation lean closer to it, wrap her arms around the creature’s neck and press her boobs to it.

The prospect of people seeing sideboob was still humiliating, but it was all she had.

The seahorse swam on, the ridge pressing up between her legs and the friction with her pussy making her blush even more. That would just be the perfect end to all of this, a private moment displayed as openly as the private parts of her body.

She shifted awkwardly, mouth opening in silent panic as doing so made one of her boobs slip out from the seahorse’s neck. She adjusted, nervously pulling back.

But people had seen. She knew people had seen, she was surrounded. A whole month of this to go, and already one of her boobs and her ass had been exposed, and there was an uncomfortable pressure building up between her legs.