So you see my bedroom is just like any other college girl’s, except I don’t have any clothes. Well, that’s not strictly true – I do have a couple of things I keep for sentimental reasons, a silly T-shirt my uncle got me when he visited Canada just before he died in an accident, and the last dress I ever wore. It was just a normal Tuesday in July, or so we thought at the time, I was playing in the garden with my brother and sister when we were called inside for an important family meeting.

Our parents looked serious but also kind of happy, it was odd. Dad explained that there were going to be a couple of significant changes going forwards, but first he asked us what we knew about the new alternative lifestyles laws that the new government had passed when it came to power a couple of months back? Bobby and I both said we knew a little bit but hadn’t paid much attention, thinking it wouldn’t affect us that much. Betty, little ... what’s funny? Oh, Becky, Bobby and Betty, yeah, you can blame grandpa for that one.

Anyway, where was I? Oh, yeah, Betty was a real swot back then, so she pipes up and starts explaining the whole thing to us like we were 5, and how one of her friends’ cousin’s boss was a nudist now. When he could finally get a word in edgeways (that hasn’t changed!), Dad told us that he and mum had been discussing things and had agreed that we would become a CMNF family – that is all the women in the family would be naked from now on while the men would continue to dress as normal. They’d signed all the paperwork and it took effect at 6pm tonight. Obviously I looked at the clock at that point and to this day I don’t know how on earth he managed it, but right then the microwave ticked over from 17:59 to 18:00 and his watch beeped the hour.

I don’t remember exactly what words were said at that point, I was still in shock I guess, but I’m sure all three of us must have sputtered something. I do know that Mum stood up and started calmly taking off her clothes and told us girls that we needed to do the same. Betty did so – she didn’t look exactly happy but she clearly understood the severe punishments possible for not complying with the rules of an alternative lifestyle registration. I don’t remember undressing myself, I guess I must have done as I still have the dress and it’s in one piece unlike our underwear which mum “ceremonially” cut to show that we’d been “liberated from their tyranny” or somesuch so they didn’t have to cut it off me. Bobby didn’t know where to look of course!

The rest of that week was hell, as you might imagine, explaining to everyone you meet that yes I did know I was naked and no I hadn’t forgotten to get dressed, I was no longer allowed to. Which of course meant I had to explain why, and then why only women and wasn’t that sexist? Well, yes, to be honest I think it kind of is. Mum and dad chose it because it was apparently a long-standing fantasy of theirs and they bought in to all the rationalisations about behaviour control and modesty being bad for women, etc. I don’t believe it myself but the registration lasts until I’m financially independent, so I’ve got at least a while to go yet. It’s not like we women are second class in any other ways or anything, so it’s not worth any effort getting worked up about, c’est la vie and all that.

Am I looking forward to wearing clothes again? Actually no, after I got used to it and it became normal I realised the nudity was incredibly freeing and I’ve not spent a penny on clothes in years now – how do you think I afforded all those canvasses? Art isn’t cheap! But yeah, when I do move out I’m registering as a permanude. Mum and dad are pretty happy with that, although obviously they’d prefer I continue their lifestyle – Mum especially would love to see me standing at the altar in northing more than a veil beside a handsome man in a formal suit. I’m not ruling that out, but I think it more likely that both my partner and I will be naked on the big day, or partners – I’m not ruling that out either! After all what more can a bisexual girl ask for than a partner of each flavour with not a stitch of clothing between them!

What do my brother and sister think of the lifestyle? Bobby loves it, he’s quite fashion conscious and is pretty much always smartly dressed rather than a teenage slob, he’s far less casual about clothing than dad is. He’s bought into the whole respecting naked women aspect of the lifestyle, which is rather better than it could be to be honest. His girlfriend seems to like it too, and she’s always naked as much as she can be when they’re together – her parents don’t approve of it though and insist she is dressed when she’s at home and they’d really rather prefer it if she wore clothes all the time. I know they’re talking of moving in together as soon as they can afford it and you can be sure that they’re going to register CMNF the moment they can.