The Morning Commute

The front door swung shut and self locked as a mild but very noticeable breeze hit Nicola's skin, and the realisation that she was outside and in public while naked came suddenly and harshly to her.

"Come on, we've probably still got time to make our train if we hurry" Diane encouraged her bare housemate.

So much for being able to ease slowly into this. Diane was a quick walker at the best of times and Nicola was expected to keep up. She was only just acclimatising to walking in the buff down her relatively quiet residential road, but was rapidly approaching the busy high street and, worse still, the train station at rush hour.

Just about everyone she passed was looking at her, that much was clear. There was no judgement in it, just a natural reaction to unexpectedly seeing a pretty, naked woman walking along the road. There weren't many people she was in view of yet - an old guy walking a dog, a young mother pushing a pram, a middle aged female jogger. None of them said anything, but all of them looked for significantly longer than they needed to.

Walking barefoot on gravel was harsher on Nicola's feet than she had hoped it would be, and she found herself constantly looking down and ahead of her to ensure she didn't step on anything unpleasant. It was bad enough if she got dog shit on her shoe.

It was increasingly hard for her to concentrate on Diane's inane chatter and keep responding to it, especially when they hit the high street. That was nudism on a whole different level for Nicola. It felt like there were dozens of pairs of eyes on her at any one time. People on the crowded pavement brushed up against her exposed body frequently as they passed, and often it seemed as if it wasn't an accident. Still, nobody complained, wolf whistled or called her a slut. She was allowed to get on with her day relatively untroubled.

The train station felt even more packed and unforgiving, while the floor was quite dirty, sometimes sticky on the soles of Nicola's bare feet, and that made her want to gag. She couldn't face queuing at the counter for a train ticket, and didn't have much time to spare anyway, so decided to test her new powers on the train station guard.

"I don't want to buy a ticket, so I'm just going to ride the train for free"

"Certainly, madam"

The guard nodded politely at Nicola, while trying not to stare too obviously at her breasts, and pressed his security card against the reader so the gate opened for her. She then decided she would like a drink and something to at least partially cover herself with on her journey, so walked over to a vendor stall and grabbed a newspaper and a bottle of fruit juice.

"I'm stealing these!" she told the man behind the counter.

"No problem, have a nice day!"

Nicola was starting to really like the no judgement wish, even if she still hated the no clothes one. She jogged back over from the stall to Diane just in time to see the train pull in. It was predictably crowded.

"Shit, looks like we can't sit together" Diane realised "Best to find any seat we can so we don't end up standing in the aisles getting squashed like sardines by random strangers"

Nicola definitely didn't like the sound of that in her current state of undress, so she scanned the carriage quickly for somewhere to sit. Diane was correct, there were no double seats. There were only single ones scattered about here and there in two by two arrangements. So a naked Nicola was going to be stuck next to one person she didn't know while closely facing two others for about half an hour. That was going to feel intense for sure. And she didn't have long to choose who those people would be.

She was close to taking a seat next to an older gentleman, facing two friendly looking thirty something women, but the guy moved his briefcase from the spot next to his and gestured for Nicola to sit in it way too keenly for her liking. She therefore moved past them and saw that, by this point, there was only one more seat she could definitely reach in time to claim it for the journey. It was next to a well dressed middle aged woman and opposite two young men in their late teens, who showed great interest in Nicola as she shifted into her seat.

"Leo, Jason, don't stare!" the woman, seemingly their mother, admonished the leering adolescents "Just because someone isn't wearing any clothes, it doesn't mean they want you gawping at their body!"

The woman smiled apologetically at Nicola, who gave a nod of gratitude in response. She then spread her newspaper over her lap, put her headphones in and tried to shut herself off from the journey as best she could. Even as she tried to give her full concentration to catching up on world events, she could somehow sense Leo and Jason's eyes focused firmly on her tits.

As the train pulled out of the station, it hit Nicola just how far from home, and her clothes, she would be when it arrived at its destination. This was going to be a long day.