Nudism Stories

A girl awakens, trapped in a cramped cage. Can she escape, or will she come to love the cage?

A Story in the Naked In School Universe
Instead I woke up under a light blanket, (warm but very lightweight) and stark naked. I looked around, shocked that it wasn’t my old room, nor was it my old life. I remembered then, this was Sam Kramer’s condo; I was in her spare bedroom, now officially my bedroom, and I had committed myself to remaining nude for the rest of the school year.

I would work in the nude. Now I may never have needed to wear a bra in my life, being a double A, fried egg kind of girl up top. but below the waist I was all girl, curves and high tight butt and legs that looked longer than what belonged on a five foot seven inch girl. So I asked, "What about the beach and swimsuits, if I let my pubic hair grow it would look gross."

This is the saga of an innocent teenage school leaver who is corrupted and abused by a group of middle-aged men. They turn her into The Slut, online porn star and real-life whore, for the enjoyment and pleasure of many men, mostly strangers. It all starts with her blossoming exhibitionist urges which lead her into their clutches and then into a life of depravity.

Young Esther performs an act of kindness for an old crone and is rewarded in a most unexpected way. Is the hag what she appears to be, or is she an enchantress in disguise? This is a fairy tale to set beside The Nervous Princess and The Shoemaker's Daughters. Illustration by Bruno Traven.

A Danielle story (8)
My name is Matt, and I work part time at a coffee shop. We've had some trouble enforcing the lockdown rules, so my boss came up with a creative solution that led to the greatest experience of my life. There was this girl - this really pretty girl - and ... well, who knew she would take the rules literally?

A The Pyx Series Story (2)
Pyx has chosen Alex as her master, but she has much to learn. But she's not the only one who needs training.

On an exploratory road trip to the east coast I found the perfect home in New Hampshire. Now, if I could buy it I'd be happy...If I could find someone to sell it...If I could find out who owns it...and what about the fine red lines surrounding the house when it's foggy? Why do most of the old men look alike and why are the women young, buxom, blond and beautiful. But, most of all, what casts the shadows on the windows?

A summer of discontent made glorious by the introduction of soon-to-be step-sisters. This is the first of a new series of adventures for Dave.