Written by Barelin and edited by Megansdad

Based on a meme from the website Nude World Order from June 2023

I am Ayla Meadows, 24. Elegance and grace flow naturally from me as my slender figure moves with poise, highlighting my striking features. My black hair flows gracefully and reaches the very tips of my waist.

Though I stand just above 5’ 1” tall, my presence possesses an undeniable captivation, surpassing any need for towering stature. It is a shame that I have to cover my body.

My small breasts, devoid of all hair, tastefully complement my overall allure, and add the magnetism that effortlessly draws people towards me, like moths to a flame. With each step I take, my confidence radiates, leaving a lasting impression on those fortunate to cross my path.

Standing beside me is my boyfriend, Kayne Carver, 26. He is a man who commands attention with his impressive height of 6’ 6”. His short brown hair frames a face adorned with captivating blue eyes, glistening with a hint of mischief. His body is quite chiseled to perfection. But it reflects his appreciation for well-being and pride in his appearance.

I turn towards Kayne, my expression warm and inviting, extending a gentle beckoning gesture to invite him closer. As my lips part to speak, my words carry a soothing reassurance, “Come here, don’t be shy or embarrassed, I won’t bite.” My voice holds a subtle playfulness, putting Kayne at ease and encouraging him to embrace the moment without hesitation.

My curiosity piques as my words hang in the air, leaving Kayne wondering why I summoned him to my presence and, more intriguingly, why I stand before him completely naked. With a mischievous smile, I address his curiosity head-on, my heart pounding with anticipation. “When I asked you to visit, I deliberately made it sound mysterious and promised all would be revealed. Is this even close to what you expected?” I let my tone carry a hint of audacity and playfulness, for I am about to present a proposition that will challenge the boundaries of our bond. As I look into his eyes, I see them shimmer with excitement, mirroring my exhilaration.

Inviting Kayne to sit beside me, I eagerly urge him to lend me his ear and listen closely to what I have to say. With a confident tone, I assure him, “I believe you will like my suggestion a lot, and I expect you to find it irresistible. It could be a complete game-changer.”

As I watch Kayne’s eyes widen with intrigue and his attention captured by my presence, I can sense his eagerness to hear more about the bold proposition I’m about to unveil. The mere thought of it promises to alter the course of our lives, and I can’t help but feel a surge of excitement building within me.

I had been concerned that he might not come over, but now that he’s here, I can let go of those worries. There’s an undeniable energy in the air that I prepare to address. The potential anxiety he might have regarding my nudity as it forms the crux of my proposition. It’s a vulnerable position to be sitting before him in the living room, but I believe in the importance of openness and honesty in our relationship.

Once Kayne processed the initial surprise of me exposing myself to him, something I had wanted to do since the first time he entered my life, a wave of excitement coursed through me. Before our paths crossed a few months ago, I had been toying with the idea of baring my desires, but fear had held me back like a timid chicken. However, I felt a surge of courage pushing me forward.

As I nervously presented my suggestion to Kayne, I knew it was anything but conventional. It had the potential to shock him, to challenge the norms we had grown accustomed to. Yet, deep down, I believed this unorthodox proposition could trigger a profound transformation in our lives. It held the promise of pushing boundaries, of venturing into unexplored territories that could bring us closer than ever before.

The mixture of nervousness and anticipation simmered within as I anxiously awaited Kayne’s reaction. Would he dismiss my suggestion as a mere whim, or would he take it seriously, the significance it held for me? The unknown loomed before us, shrouding our future of uncertainty. But I was willing to face the uncertainty head-on if it meant the possibility of unlocking new dimensions in our relationship.

With bated breath, I watched his expression shift, his eyes flickering with emotions. Would he recoil in shock, or would he embrace the audacity of my proposal? Our connection, the bond we had been nurturing over these past few months, would give him the courage to explore this uncharted territory alongside me.

As the seconds ticked by, each one laden with anticipation, I realized that my vulnerability had brought us to a critical juncture. Would this leap of faith bring us closer together or further apart? There was no way to predict his response, and that uncertainty thrilled and terrified me.

In that suspended moment, I knew that regardless of Kayne’s decision, I had taken a courageous step toward authenticity. I had exposed my true desires, allowing them to float in the space between us, vulnerable yet hopeful. Now, it was up to him to decide whether he was ready to embrace this unconventional path to embark on a journey that could forever change our lives.

Kayne knew of my deep fascination with nudity when we were mutual friends for some time. Talking with him and my other friend’s conversations about my desires and curiosities since it was legal to register with the state. It wasn’t until we started going together that he knew there was some seriousness to it. I felt comfortable opening up to him about my longing to explore a nudist lifestyle. And so, the idea began to take shape in my mind – the notion of registering as permanude companions, now that we had finally reached the age where such a decision was within our grasp.

I stood there vulnerable, excited, and nervous, determined to propose my idea to him. I wanted to express my longing to embrace nudity but also my desire to have a companion by my side throughout this journey. I didn’t want to embark on this new chapter alone, and I knew Kayne’s friendship and support would be invaluable.

As I mustered the courage to speak, I carefully articulated my thoughts. I explained how much I yearned to explore the liberating lifestyle of nudism and how I believed it could be an incredible opportunity for personal growth and self-acceptance. I emphasized that this wasn’t a fleeting whim but a deeply rooted fascination that had been with me for a long time. And with a touch of vulnerability, I shared my worries about taking this step alone, acknowledging the uncertainties and apprehensions that naturally accompanied such a significant change.

In my proposal, I suggested we start with something small, like a nude walk around the block. I couldn’t contain my enthusiasm and couldn’t help but suggest that we might venture further at that moment. The prospect of testing our confidence and experiencing the exhilaration of embracing ourselves without hesitation or judgment was thrilling and nerve-wracking.

As I awaited Kayne’s response, I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of hope and anxiety. Would he understand my longing? Would he be open to this unconventional lifestyle choice? I wanted nothing more than to share this journey with him, to have a partner who understood and embraced my desires and could walk alongside me as we explored the realm of nudity together.

Entering the partly fenced backyard, I felt a mix of excitement and curiosity bubbling within me. The person who had accompanied me on this adventure was standing beside me, completely nude, while he remained dressed, aware of the curious gazes of the neighbors as they passed by. It was a peculiar situation, and I couldn’t help but wonder what prompted them to be so uninhibited. They seemed ecstatic about my newfound freedom.

His curiosity was piqued, and he mustered the courage to ask me how I felt about this unique experience. He told me my eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as I expressed that it was something I wanted to do for some time. The idea of bearing it all, embracing my vulnerability and liberation, has been a desire deeply ingrained within me. I was craving that he sees the joy contagious as mine to bear it all.

At first, when we entered the yard, he was just standing there. With me unabashedly naked unbothered that some can see me. He was unsure about the yard, not private in his face. Several thoughts crossed my mind at the moment, from boyfriends to lovers. After all, boldness and authenticity were qualities that intrigued me. After standing there out of the norm naked on the grass, I knew Kayne to be making the first move.

However, I felt the cool breeze across my body. It is until I shift my feet or glance down as I am at ease. The naked walk had left me feeling invigorated and empowered, ready to embrace life in its rawest form. Gathering my courage, I stepped back and said, “Kayne, will you shed your clothes with me and join me in getting registered with the state lifestyle department to be my lifelong partner of being a permanude?”

I listened intently, weighing the possibilities as the suggestion lingered in the air, and my mind began to wander through the potential implications of such an arrangement. The thought of consistently shedding societal norms, and embracing ourselves without the burden of clothing, had a certain appeal. It was an invitation to authenticity, a commitment to breaking free from the constraints of convention.

As he pondered the proposal, I considered the myriad of emotions. The lifestyle allows for uninhibited sex in public that I could enjoy with a permanude partner anywhere. The lifestyle allows completely uninhibited sex in public wholly in opposition to societal norms. The vulnerability and trust that such a commitment demands would require us to navigate social judgments and prejudices, face our insecurities head-on and support one another in moments of self-doubt. It would require us to navigate social judgments and prejudices, face our insecurities head-on, and support one another in moments of doubt.

Ultimately, he appreciated my boldness and honesty and felt a sense of admiration for my willingness to explore uncharted territory. As we continued our conversation, he shared his thoughts, expressing his reservations and concerns. Together, we delved into the complexities of this unconventional path we were contemplating. We reached an understanding and a mutual agreement and will register with the state for five years strictly.

To sum up, strict permanude is the most extreme that he fully supported and stood behind. We acknowledged the importance of clear communication, consent, and respect in maintaining a healthy dynamic. Stepping into the house, the decision we would embark on together. Even though he ultimately decided not to embark upon this journey nude together.