Yes

Danica looked at the stairs leading to the living room. “This really is my life from now on, huh?” she thought to herself, before making her way over to the steps. Her legs felt heavy and the sound of her bare feet hitting the floor rang in her ears. Knowing her parents would see her naked once she descended the stairs, she tried covering up. Her hands refused to listen again and she made no more attempts, letting them fall to the sides. She faced the wall, to avoid looking at her mom and dad.

Her father was the first to say anything - “Danica, sweetie, Mom made some amazing pancakes, and they’re getting cold, come sit down”

She couldn’t say anything and quickly made her way over to the nearest chair, where she slouched enough for her breasts to press against the wooden tabletop. Her father got up and walked over to Danica.

“You don’t look so good, sweetie, your face is flushed”

”Of course it’s flushed, do you know how embarrassed I am?” - Danica hissed.

”Why are you embarrassed, did something happen?” - asked her mother, walking into the kitchen.

Danica sighed and said a quiet, defeated “nothing”, before grabbing a pancake with her hand and hurriedly eating it like a sandwich. Her parents exchanged a look and shrugged their shoulders.

”Do you have any classes today?” - her dad asked.

”No, my schedule’s all free and I’m staying HOME”

Her mom patted her on the shoulder lightly and asked her to come to the living room once she was done. Danica managed to **** herself to eat two pancakes, despite her stomach twisting from stress. She balled her hands into fists and walked over to the living room couch where her mother was sitting. Upon seeing her daughter she got up and cleared out some space on the couch.

”lie down on your stomach, I’ll be back in a second”

She didn’t know why her mother asked her to do that but decided to just follow her request because it’s a way to cover up. She started by placing her hands and knees on the rough fabric, then lowered her body down onto it. Her nipples grazed the material, getting caught on threads before jumping forward to catch on the next one. Then she felt her dick slide across it, being **** under one of her thighs, foreskin slowly pulled off it slightly. She could feel the texture on her stomach and legs. Danica was completely engrossed by the new sensations, when she felt a hand on her left buttcheek. Startled, she whipped her head around to look back. The hand was her mother’s, who gave Danica a smile, before gripping her cheek harder.

”Mom, what the hell are you doing?!”

”I wanted to check your temperature, you are really hot’ - her mom answered, confused.

”Do it normally!”

”I’ve been checking yours like this since you started going naked, it’s so much easier” - saying this she stretched her buttcheek to reveal Danica’s shaved asshole and pushed a thermometer in.

Danica yelped and started getting up, but her mother grabbed her by the hips and pushed her back down.

”Don’t get up, you’ll break it and hurt yourself! Let’s just wait for the beep”

Danica let out a frustrated whine and buried her face in the couch. Her mom let go of her hips and started innocently stroking her right asscheek. Danica didn’t appreciate the gesture, but didn’t even try protesting in the state that she was in. The thermometer played three dissonant notes and was taken out.

”Seems alright, you can get up now”

”I’d rather stay”

“Suit yourself. Anything you wanna talk about, baby?”

Danica gave the question a moment’s thought, then lifted her head to speak.

”Just now, you said something like ‘when you started going naked’, when exactly was that?”

”You don’t remember? It was ten years ago or so”

”And how did I start?”

”Are you testing me for Alzheimer's, baby? A little early for that. You just announced it to everyone and stopped wearing clothes”

”And neither you nor Dad saw any issues with that?”

”What issues are there?”

”Oh, I don’t know, the LAW? Not to mention I was putting myself in danger. Do you know how many dangerous people are out there?”

”It’s not legal, but you won’t ever get in trouble. As for those dangerous people, why would they ever go after you?”

”How am I the exception to the rules?”

”Well, you… you... huh” - her mom was having difficulty answering that question - “you are you, and that means… that means…”

”Nevermind, I get it” - Danica remembered her wish and let the question go.

”Anything else you wanted to talk about, like what it is you're embarrassed about, maybe?”

”I… Maybe another time. I’m gonna go talk with -