Written by Barelin and edited by Megansdad

Based on a meme from the website Nude World Order from August 2017

The sun hung high in the cloudless sky as Cassandra Doherty found herself outside the Conference Center at the entrance of a rather peculiar gathering. A gentle breeze brushed against her bare skin, causing a shiver to run down her spine. Surrounding her were women of all shapes and sizes, each adorned with nothing but their natural beauty. On the city website, the event was to celebrate freedom and self-acceptance, but Cassandra hadn’t quite anticipated the predicament she found herself in now.

Determined to make the most of the situation, she mustered the courage to approach one of the organizers stationed near the entrance. With a sheepish smile, she addressed the woman, “Excuse me, but we - the other naked girls - need adhesive name tags. If only she had pierced nipples she could pin the badge to.”

The organizer, a middle-aged woman with a clipboard in hand, looked at Cassandra with a mixture of surprise and bewilderment. Adjusting her glasses, she replied, “Yes, we were expecting everyone to be clothed. We never considered that some of you would be permanude.” She hesitated for a moment, seeming unsure of how to proceed. “Is it too difficult to press the pens into your skin above your right nipple?”

Cassandra blinked; her confusion mirrored in her wide eyes. She had anticipated some challenges with attending an event like this, but the notion of attaching a badge to her body and risking an infection by piercing her nipple with a pin that was not sterile and would be very painful had never crossed her mind. While she embraced the concept of being au naturel, she wasn’t quite ready to commit to piercing the identification. Still, she realized she needed a solution to navigate this sea of anonymity.

Taking a deep breath, Cassandra pondered her options. She could leave and avoid the potential embarrassment altogether, but something within her urged her to stay. She longed to be part of this liberating experience, to connect with others who had shed the societal shackles of clothing. Determination flickered in her eyes as she met the organizer’s gaze.

“Is there any way we could perhaps find a compromise?” Cassandra proposed tentatively. “Maybe get temporary tattoos or body-safe markers that allow us to express ourselves without permanently pushing something into our skin.”

The organizer’s expression softened as if considering Cassandra’s suggestion. “I suppose we could look into that. Let me check with the team and see if we have any alternatives available. After all, it’s important to ensure everyone feels comfortable and included.”

With a glimmer of hope, Cassandra nodded gratefully. She felt a surge of relief, knowing that her concerns were being heard. She had taken a leap attending this event as a permanude and though the situation hadn’t unfolded as expected. Still remained determined to make it a memorable experience as if she was dressed like most of the rest.

As she waited for the organizer’s return, Cassandra looked around at her fellow attendees. Some engaged in deep conversations, while others laughed and danced without a care in the world. There was a sense of unity and acceptance that she had rarely experienced elsewhere. It was as if being unclothed allowed people to shed their inhibitions and embrace their true selves.

With each passing moment, Cassandra’s excitement grew, and the prospect of finding a way to join the festivities made her heart flutter. She was ready to immerse herself in this unique world and discover the beauty that lay beyond the superficial layers of fabric.

As the organizer returned, a smile played at the corners of her lips. “We’ve managed to find some body-safe markers,” she announced, holding up a pack of vibrant colors. “These should do the trick. You can write your names or any other creative expression you’d like.”

Cassandra beamed with gratitude, her worries dissipating into the warm summer air. This unexpected detour in her journey had become an opportunity for growth, self-expression, and connection. With newfound determination, she took the markers from the organizer and joined the ranks of the other naked girls, eager to leave her temporary mark on this extraordinary event.

Little did she know this gathering of permanude would be the catalyst for a series of unforgettable adventures and self-discoveries, leading her down a path she had never anticipated.

And so, as the sun continued to bathe the landscape in its golden glow, Cassandra took her first step into this remarkable world, ready to embrace the extraordinary experiences that awaited her.

As Cassandra ventured further into the realm of the permanude, she discovered that the event was not just a celebration of physical liberation, but a sanctuary for diverse souls seeking connection, growth, and authenticity. The air buzzed with vibrant energy as people engaged in various activities, each showcasing their unique talents, passions, and stories.

Cassandra found herself drawn to a group of individuals engaged in an impromptu drum circle. The hypnotic rhythm reverberated through her being, pulsating with the collective heartbeat of those around her. Surrendering to the music, she allowed her body to sway and dance freely, connecting with the primal energy that coursed through her veins.

Amid her rhythmic trance, Cassandra met Maya, a vivacious spirit with a cascade of vibrant curls that framed her face. Maya’s eyes sparkled with an undeniable zest for life as she invited Cassandra to join a yoga session that was about to begin.

In the shade of a towering oak tree, surrounded by a soft carpet of grass, they unrolled their mats and assumed various poses, guided by a wise yogi named Raj. They stretched and flowed from one posture to another. Cassandra felt a newfound connection with her body and spirit. She marveled at the way her muscles responded to the gentle commands, releasing tension and opening pathways of self-discovery.

After the invigorating yoga session, Cassandra and Maya joined a group engaging in an interactive art project. Paints, brushes, and canvases were scattered across tables, waiting for participants to unleash their creativity. As Cassandra dipped her brush into a vibrant palette of colors, she allowed her inner muse to guide her movements. The canvas became a reflection of her emotions, a symphony of hues expressing the unspoken depths within her.

Throughout the day, Cassandra encountered captivating individuals, each with their own story to tell. She engaged in heartfelt conversations, sharing laughter, tears, and wisdom with fellow permanude who had embarked on their journeys of self-discovery. Some had found solace and healing through this unconventional path, while others sought refuge from the pressures of a society that demanded conformity.

As twilight descended, bathing the gathering in a soft, ethereal glow, Cassandra was amidst a bonfire ceremony. The crackling flames danced against the darkening sky, casting flickering shadows on the faces of those gathered around. One by one, individuals stepped forward, sharing their deepest hopes, dreams, and fears with the group.

Inspired by their courage, Cassandra felt an indomitable fire ignite within her. With a trembling voice, she bared her soul, speaking of her desire for self-acceptance and the journey she had embarked upon to shed the layers of societal expectations that had weighed her down. As her words floated into the night, she felt a collective embrace of understanding and empathy.

At that moment, Cassandra realized that being a permanude wasn’t merely about physical nudity; it was about stripping away the layers of judgment, fear, and self-doubt that hindered personal growth and connection. It was about embracing vulnerability and authenticity, not only in the absence of clothing but also in the essence of being.

As the bonfire flickered and the stars sparkled above, Cassandra knew that this extraordinary gathering had become more than an event turning point in her life. Here, among the permanudes she had found a community that embraced her for who she was for who she was – unconditionally.

With a heart full of gratitude and a mind brimming with possibilities, Cassandra eagerly waited the dawn of a new day that held the promise of further exploration, personal revelation, and the unyielding beauty of being seen for who she was beyond the confines of societal expectations.

And so, under the moonlit sky, she laid to rest, ready to embrace the wonders that awaited her on this transformative journey as a proud permanude. As the first rays of dawn painted the horizon with hues of gold and pink, Cassandra woke up with a renewed sense of purpose. The events had ignited a fire within her, fueling a desire to explore the vast possibilities that lay before her.

She joined the morning meditation session, where participants gathered in a circle, their eyes closed and their bodies still. The tranquil atmosphere enveloped her as she immersed herself in the collective energy of peace and introspection. With each breath, she felt a deep sense of connection not only with the people around her but also with the earth beneath her bare feet.