The Exhibitionist Curse

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It was almost 1:30 am, and the whole neighborhood was sound asleep. John Doe had just finished going for an early morning stroll through the neighborhood. This early in the morning nobody was around to bother him, everybody was either asleep or at work so he could enjoy himself on these walks through the neighborhood as much as he wanted. John had been going out at midnight everyday for the past two weeks just to go on these walks, and he was addicted to it, he couldn't get himself to stop he loved it. After all it wasn't just any old midnight stroll John had been going on every night these past two weeks. Truth of the matter was, when John left him house at midnight to go on these walks, he went on them completely naked, and he was obsessed with doing it.

John loved going on him nude walks through the neighborhood, he loved the risk, the constant feeling of danger, and the major embarrassment he felt when someone actually did drive by or walk past and either catch him, or almost catch him. He was addicted to the rush he feels when he has to flee the area while completely naked to avoid being questioned, identified, or even worse arrested. Whenever he had to do that all he could think in those moments was something like "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Someone saw me! Someone saw me naked! Oh my god!" John loved getting caught, he got off on the major amount of embarrassment he felt when it happened, it made him so unbelievably horny. More often than not in the situations he got caught, after managing to get away, he could usually be found somewhere close by masturbating himself to a really really intense orgasm.

John was an exhibitionist, there was no other way to say it. However while John desperately wanted to do more risky and public things, such as going on these walks in broad daylight or walking around a crowded area in the nude like the local mall, despite considering himself an exhibitionist the idea of actually committing to doing something like that scared the shit out of him. Even the idea of posting nudes with him face in the picture scared him. John knew what he was doing was considered by most people to be wrong, and was also not only well aware it was illegal, but also well aware of the consequences of getting caught. He knew that it could potentially ruin him life if he was caught doing these things in public.

As John finished his walk he walked up the steps of his house, onto the porch, and opened the front door. He then proceeded to make his way down to his bedroom, then climbed into bed, and proceeded to masturbate in the nude while lying on top of the covers, with both the door to the room and the curtains over the window open, before falling asleep.

The last thing John heard before drifting off to the dream world was a voice in his head saying, "So you want to act like an exhibitionist huh? Even though you know doing so is sinful! So be it, I as your one and only god cast the exhibitionist curse upon you!"

"God? Exhibitionist Curse? What does that nonsense mean?" thought John starting to slip into a dream.

"Don't worry," said the voice. "I'll make sure you won't get in trouble, however it will be a very very embarrassing experience for you."

John's last thought before falling asleep was about how ridiculous the idea of being cursed by go was. After that he fell into a deep slumber.