Anita
Copyright© 2023 by R.P.A.M.
Chapter 92
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 92 - Anita has had fantasies about public nudity since she was sixteen. She is now twenty-three and finally going to act them out. While doing this, she discovers something about herself that will alter her life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Fiction School DomSub Humiliation Spanking Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Body Modification Public Sex Transformation
I let out a long sigh. I was finally done with these questions. My back was cramped from sitting there hunched over for so long. To relieve some tension in my back, I stretched my arms above my head and twisted my body to the right and left. It gave me some relief.
“That was a lot of questions they asked you,” Nathalia said, sounding tired herself.
“How long did it take me to complete it?” I asked, returning my arms to the table.
Nathalia looked at her watch and said, “Almost a full hour.”
“What time is it now??”
“Just past seven o’clock”
“Hmm, okay! Am I free to go now?”
“Yes, you are,” Nathalia said, smiling.
“Do I need to sign something? Or do anything else?”
“No, you haven’t been booked, so there is no paperwork for you,” Nathalia said. “By the way, my shift ended an hour ago. I believe you were walking towards the mall when we caught you?”
“Yes, and I still need to go there. My things are there, and I was also planning to go to a shop there.”
“Do you want a lift?”
“If that would be possible, sure,” I responded. It had been a while since I had been around this part of the city, but I was sure that if I had to walk to the mall, it would be three times as far as the walk from the park. That would mean a lot of walking.
“Just wait here for a second. I’m going to change into something more casual and also return the laptop. And then I will come to pick you up. Okay?”
“That would be so nice!”
“No problem,” Nathalia said, closed the laptop, and picked it up while standing up. While walking out, she said, “I’ll be right back.” I noticed that this time, Nathalia didn’t lock the door. It seemed she trusted me to wait here for her.
Because my back still felt a little weird, I stood up, twisting left, then right, before finally bending over and letting my arms dangle toward the floor. A long sigh escaped my lips when my back gave a satisfying crack. “Ugh, much better,” I said to myself.
When I stood up straight again and looked in the mirror, I noticed the two buttons underneath my breasts had come loose. Both my breasts were hanging out of the shirt. I quickly adjusted the shirt and snapped the buttons back close. I then pulled the shirt down to cover my crotch. Well, if someone was sitting behind that mirror, he or she must be very happy with the little show I just gave.
The door opened, and Nathalia stood in the doorway. “I’m ready if you are!”
I turned and walked towards her. Nathalia was now wearing street clothes, and she looked rather nice in them. She was wearing a red shirt, top buttons left undone, a blue skirt reaching down to her knees, and open-toe shoes. It was only now that I really paid some attention to her looks. She was nicely tanned, maybe because she was Italian, I think. And she had wavy brown hair that came to her shoulders, and brown eyes. No makeup, but very nice pink lips. Those lips are very kissable. Tell you the truth, she even looked a little like a movie star from long ago. I believe her name was Sophia Loren.
Nathalia let me go past her, and then she closed the door to the room. We had to walk through the long hallway between all the offices again. This time, the people just looked at me, without laughing or pointing. I think some of the women even had a concerned look on their faces. I had a feeling the whole precinct now knew who I was and what I was, and they seemed to have genuine sympathy for me. Well, now I know how the police will look at me when they find out what I am. Who knows, maybe if the word spread, they would even look out for me and protect me in the future.
When we walked out, Nathalia said, “I’m parked to the left.”
She walked alongside me as we passed a few patrol cars. There was a parking lot next to the building full of privately owned cars; these were the personal cars of those working here. We walked into the lot, and Nathalia brought me to a nice-looking red car. I can tell you it was a Mazda, but that is also all I knew about it. Her car beeped, and she said, “Just get in, don’t worry about the seat.”
‘Did she think I had a dirty ass?’ I thought. Well, I was sure my ass was clean.
So, I sat on the seat and noticed it was a leather seat, or perhaps synthetic leather. I also noticed that when I sat down, the shirt had shifted, revealing most of my upper legs. If I kept my legs close together, nothing explicit was exposed.
I had to wait for Nathalia because a man called for her just as I was getting into the car. They talked for a couple of minutes, and then Nathalia came to the car, opened the door, and stuck her head inside.
“Hey, I’m sorry, but I need that shirt back,” Nathalia said. “It’s that guy’s shirt, and he is about to end his shift, so he needs it.”
“Oh! No problem,” I told Nathalia.
I think I surprised her a little when I stepped out of the car, then unbuttoned the shirt and walked around to the front to give it to the man waiting for it.
“Thanks for borrowing it,” I told him.
“Umm..., it was no problem,” he said, trying his utmost best to keep eye contact with me. He eventually failed, because he looked down at my breasts just before he turned around to walk away.
“Sorry about that,” Nathalia said. “Get in, so I can drive you to the mall.”
She got in the car, and I tiptoed back to the passenger side and got in.
“Should I maybe try and get you something else to wear?” Nathalia asked while looking at me.
I shrugged and said, “You decide, I don’t care.”
She just smiled and said, “I don’t care either if you don’t.” She then started the car and looked at me. “Belt!” she said.
I quickly grabbed the belt with my left hand and pulled it over my front, and then clicked it into the slit for the buckle. I adjusted the belt so it was between my breasts.
When we left the parking lot, Nathalia said, “You know. If you are going to run around like this more often, you really should get yourself chipped. If we had been able to scan you, you wouldn’t have been taken in. We probably still would have called the phone number, but that could have been done in the field with you waiting in the back of the car. It would have spared you a lot of hassle.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry, I hadn’t thought about that yet. But I think I will do that in the future.”
“Although they probably still would have asked us to take you to the precinct to fill out that questionnaire. So this time, it wouldn’t have mattered.”
“Yeah, that’s probably true,” I responded.
“Umm ... I hope you don’t mind, but I saw all those questions you got. I have to say, the things you answered surprised me a lot. I for sure would have answered differently.”
“It was difficult to answer, sometimes. Because I knew I had to answer truthfully, but at the same time, I also knew the answer I gave was probably not what most people would give. After going through all those questions ... It’s only now that I really feel like that it could be true.”
“You mean that you really are a True Submissive?”
“Yes.”
“Did you have doubts about it?”
“Well, when it was explained to me, I knew a lot of what they said sounded like how I am. But at the same time, I still thought they could be wrong. But every day, I feel a little more like they are right about me. But now, after going through all those questions, I really think I am a True Submissive.”
“Does it frighten you?”
“Frightened is the wrong word, but I now understand that people could maybe control me. I knew that in the past, I had always helped people when they asked me. But I think I also did things just because they told me to. Luckily, it has never been of a sexual nature. Although I did agree to do certain things for an ex that other girls might not have. I don’t know. It’s confusing, but at the same time, it explains a lot.”
“So, you’re not completely comfortable with it, I understand.”
“Maybe, I don’t know.”
“Well, sitting here naked in my car, does this trouble you?”
I thought about it for a second and answered, “No, that doesn’t trouble me. It doesn’t bother me at all.”
“And when you were walking in the street naked?”
“Nah, not really. Sure, I know that people are looking at me, but that’s okay. I don’t mind it. Well, not anymore. The first time someone saw me naked, it felt weird, but now, I am used to it.”
“Have you been running around naked in public for a long time?”
“No, not really. Mostly this week. I only found out about my condition this week, and well, due to circumstances, I ended up naked the whole week, and because of that, and people seeing me, I eventually ended up naked in the city today.”
“Really, so you only found out about it this week?”
“Yes. My mother had already had some suspicions, I learned this week. But I, I didn’t know until this week when they told me.”
“Okay. So, your mother thought she knew you were. Why did she think that?”
“She noticed things that she had also noticed with her sister, my aunt. I’m not completely sure how she knew about this condition, but she had talked with our neighbor about it, and she also thought I could be one. So, it’s they who prepared most of the paperwork for me if I were ever to do anything, so I could get protected by the law.”
“Interesting. So, your mother, maybe also your father, is okay with this?”
“Well, it’s who I am, apparently. So yeah, they accept me for who I am. They didn’t even have a problem with me creating a website to share the things I do with others.”
“What? You made a website for this?”
“Umm ... yeah,” I said, smiling. “My friends and I talked it over, and if I keep doing things like this, they thought I could maybe earn some money from it. Anyway, there were already some videos of me on the internet, so we thought that by publishing them ourselves, I could keep total control over them.”
“Okay, that’s something I wasn’t expecting,” Nathalia said. “But, if it is all above board, I don’t think it should be a problem.”
“Oh, it’s all legal. We have even made a contract and registered as a company. It’s nothing shady or anything like that.”
“Well, then I can only say, good for you.”
“Thanks,” I said, smiling.
“Well, we have arrived. By now, parking shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Oh! You can just let me out in front of the mall, that’s probably easier.”
“You can’t expect me to just drop you off like this. I’ll escort you inside until you are dressed again.”
“You don’t have to go through so much trouble for me,” I said.
“No trouble at all!” Nathalia answered with a smile.
I knew she was going to do this anyway, so I didn’t object any further.
Nathalia drove into the mall parking lot and parked at the front entrance. She was in luck: there was an empty parking spot close to the mall where she could park.
After she had parked, I unbuckled the seat belt and was about to step out of the car when Nathalia said, “Just wait for a second.”
I turned around in my seat and looked at.
“Sorry, I just want to ask you something before I don’t have the chance anymore. It’s maybe a bit too personal, but I just need to know. So, if you don’t want to answer, just tell me. Okay?”
“Okay!”
“It’s ... well ... I noticed something with your vulva. And I wanted to know if someone has maybe forced you to do it.”
“My vulva? You mean that I shaved myself. No, that was all my idea.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Nathalia said, looking a little embarrassed about it. “It’s just. Well, when you were in that room, one of our medical staff was observing you, and she noticed something. She told me about it, and I have to say, I had also noticed it already.”
“And what did you notice?”
“Well, it’s about your clitoris.”
“My clitoris?” I asked, surprised, and without thinking, I opened my legs to look at it, “What about my clit?”
Nathalia looked down at my clit and smiled, “Well, the way it is sticking out like that. It’s almost like a very tiny penis, but for a clit, it’s very large. And, you don’t seem to have a clitoral hood. That woman said that it could be that you had some plastic surgery done to make it look like that. So, we were wondering if someone had forced you to alter your vulva like that.”
I let out a giggle and said, with a white lie, “I don’t know why my clit grew like this, but I didn’t have plastic surgery; it just ... well, changed like this during the past week.”
“Really? You’re not lying?”
I knew I wasn’t telling the whole truth, but I had promised Nicole to keep this a secret, so I answered, “No, I’m not. It’s just what it is, I have a clit that thinks it needs to stick its head out.”
Nathalia chuckled and said, “Well, if it is like you say. I can only say, it looks very exciting. I bet many people will love how it looks when they notice you.”
“Oh, they do,” I said with a smile. “And people love to touch it as well.”
“Have people been touching you?”
“Yes, a few did, but I don’t mind. They are just tempted, and some can’t stop themselves from touching me. But I like it when they do that. I think it’s a form of appreciating what I am doing.”
“Well, you sure are a very beautiful woman!” Nathalia said, slowly lifting her head so she could look me in the eyes again. “I’m even a little afraid for you, because of how you look.”
“Afraid, for what?”
“Well, if they find out that you don’t mind them touching you, I think many will take the opportunity and thoroughly check you out with their hands.”
I giggled and said, “Even when I was dressed before, still many men, or women, wanted to touch my breasts. Just to make sure that they were real and not fake.”
Nathalia looked at my breasts and said, smiling, “I have to say, I also am ... well-endowed, but mine don’t look like yours, mine sag a little more, and I really need a bra to keep them steady. Do you do any special training?”
“No, only running around without clothes,” I joked.
It made her chuckle and say, “Maybe I should try it sometimes ... at home, of course.”
“You never know, maybe they will also get firmer like mine.”
Nathalia shook her head and then said, “You really are very comfortable about it. In a way, I’m glad for you, but on the other hand, I wish you would keep your clothes on.”
“I promise, I’ll try my best when I’m back at school, but for now, some people expect me to run around like this, and I like to obey them. Besides, it’s also a lot of fun to do.”
Nathalia just smiled and then said, “Well, I asked my question. I’m glad for you that it’s all natural. At least I know now that nobody forced you to alter your body. Now, let me escort you to your things, and then I’ll leave you be and go home myself. My partner is probably already waiting for me to come home.”
“Your partner? The guy who was with you when you took me in?”
“No, another partner,” she said with a smile. “Now, let’s get out of the car so I can take you to your clothes.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” I said, sounding a little too obedient, maybe.
We both got out of the car, and when she came to me, we started walking towards the mall entrance.
There were still some people around, but most were leaving the mall to go home. While most of them did look at me, none of them tried to stop me. Some of them smiled at me, but that was all. I don’t think they would have acted differently if Nathalia hadn’t been with me, though.
Nathalia opened the door for me and let me go in first. Inside, it was about the same, still some people walking around, but most of them seemed to walk in my direction so they could leave the mall.
I knew the direction to the locker with my things in, so I let the way. I was enjoying how people kept looking in my direction when I suddenly noticed something.
“Oh! No!” I gasped.”
“What?” Nathalia asks, concerned.
“Fuck!” There was no time to waste. I could feel how those two little balls deep inside my pussy were getting awake again.
There was no easy way to do it. I had let the little white end of the rope slip back inside my pussy, so I couldn’t just grab it and pull those Ben Wa balls out of me. The vibrations were already getting stronger, and it wouldn’t take long before they would overwhelm me again. So, without trying to hide it from Nathalia or some of the people looking at me, I just squatted down, with my legs spread, so I could get perfect access to my vagina, and plunged three of my fingers inside of me. My thumb almost disappeared completely inside my vagina, while my index finger and middle finger were pushed in to just past my second knuckle.
I felt one of the balls first, and from there I managed to retrieve some part of the rope. Without dallying, I pulled, and those two little balls came flying out of my pussy. I could hear them buzzing, and every time they connected, a ‘tick’ sounded. To subdue the sound, I wrapped my fingers around it, keeping them both in my locked fist. I could feel how those two vibrated my whole hand.
While they were still buzzing, I stood up and looked at Nathalia. She had a look on her face that almost made me laugh. She was shocked and in panic at the same time.
“I’m so sorry,” I told her.
“What just happened?” she asked.
“I totally forgot, but I had these two little suckers inside me,” I opened my hand and showed her the two little balls on a string. They finally started to ease up.
“Are those ... Ben Wa Balls?” Nathalia asked, looking at them.
“So, you know what this is?” I asked.
She just shrugged and said, “Sure, but they look much smaller than any I have seen before. But why were they buzzing like that? Are they battery powered?”
“I don’t know. Someone gave them to me, and the guy in the shop said they are called Ben Wa Bombs, not Balls. As you probably noticed, they can buzz very strongly, but it’s not them who go off as a bomb, but the girl who has them in her. It happened to me earlier in the afternoon, and I have never felt anything like that before. But...” and then I looked around us, noticing a few people looking very interested in what was going on, and I said, “I sure didn’t want to orgasm in front of all of them.”
Nathalia also looked around us, and I noticed that when she did this, some people looked away. She then looked at me and said, “I can understand that.” She then looked at the balls again and asked, “Where did you get them?”
“Here in the mall. Why? Interested?”
She smiled and said, “Maybe, I don’t know.”
I only smiled at her. Well, the balls had stopped doing their thing, and I told Nathalia. “Well, I for sure amn’t going to put them inside of me again today. They are just too much.”
Nathalia looked around her again and said, “Come, let’s get your clothes.”
And so, we started walking to the little lockers again. I opened the locker with my things using the key after removing it from my wrist, then pulled out my white t-shirt. When it was back on my body, I noticed that Nathalia was looking past me into the locker.
“Where are the rest of your clothes?” she asked.
“That’s it,” I smiled.
“Really! That’s all?”
“Yes.”
She looked at me and said, “That t-shirt is barely long enough. And still ... you’re more dressed than with that shirt I gave you earlier.”
I then got my purse out of the locker and left the key inside so someone else could use it again.
“Well, I’m dressed,” I told Nathalia. “I really need to go to that shop now. So, I guess this is where we part.”