Chapter 1: I’m Naked?!

Rebekah’s life was harder than that of most girls her age or even most students. Her parents’ divorce a year ago was the beginning of it all. The meeting was far from peaceful due to the potential NPD diagnosis of her parents. The sad reality was that they even attempted to use her to outdo each other, despite their personality disorder. Rebekah’s mother would make false accusations, even going as far as to claim that he assaulted her daughter. Her father would criticize her mother as being neglectful and immature, when in reality both of them were. Rebekah decided, that was it and decided to tell the judge everything that was happening, including how both of them had used her...

Through her argument, Rebekah was granted emancipation from her parents ... With the law requiring her to attend school, her parents gave her money to attend a good one. She was forced to attend school because of the law, and her parents were forced to provide her with money to attend a good one. Sir Frederick Banting High School was where she decided to enroll.

the institution itself had a stellar reputation and was named after a well-known doctor. Rebekah learned while in class that the cafeteria required a new dishwasher because the former one had graduated and left the school once he finished, which was 8 years after he started. Rebekah believed this would be ideal since she could use the money to complement what she already had and because she was aware of how her parents were and didn’t want to deal with them, she also knew that the money would eventually run out. She thus started working as a dishwasher, where she was employed around lunchtime after finishing her meal. Later, she obtained another position and joined the Helpers Union, a branch of a Workers Union.

Both would ultimately pay her a large sum of money, and the Helpers Union had other benefits, one of which was that charges were reduced in appreciation for some of the things they performed. Rebekah was aware of another way of being that also saves money, but she assumed she wouldn’t be using it. Instead, she believed that when the school contacted to inform her that she was enrolled in the program, she would have the chance to opt-out. After all, parents may choose to have their children not participate in the Naked in School Program, and because she became an adult when she emancipated herself, she was also able to do so.

She was summoned to the office on a Monday, which made her nervous because she was positive she hadn’t done anything wrong. She was also aware that she hadn’t gotten the call informing her of her potential involvement in the program. Rebekah proceeded to the office, informed the secretaries that she was there because she had been called down, and then awaited the Principal’s call to come in. When he finally did so, she discovered the Vice Principal, who had been joined by the Principal and the school’s attorney, Mr. Richard Moneylover. “Miss Elmstadter, welcome, and thank you for coming.” The vice principal said, appearing uneasy.

“I have a duty to let you know that you are in the program.” Rebecca blinking. Hold on!” I never received the call, Then, I would have informed you that I was declining. Rebekah said, feeling a bit irritated as her disbelief subsided. “Miss Elmstadter, unfortunately, won’t be able to take advantage of the opportunity owing to a recently implemented law.” said the attorney before continuing. While his parents had agreed that he would take part in all events, Minister Wilson found it annoying that he hadn’t been given the option of opting out. He declared the program to be a school activity and put into action a legislation that forbade parents from opting their children once they had already registered their children for school,” He added, raising his hand before she could respond.

He produced a recognized piece of paper that she had signed during the registration process for the school. “You did sign this, right?” Rebekah took a closer look at the document and saw her signature, which represented her pledge to take part in all extracurricular activities. “Y ... Yes I did, in fact, sign it.” Rebekah stated as her resentment toward herself for her mistake intensified.

“Unfortunately, that means you’ll have to attend school naked for the rest of the week.” The lawyer said. “Additionally, due to an incident that occurred last week, your clothes will also need to be transported home in a box. Don’t worry, the service we employ is reputable. Rebekah recalled the incident in which a girl’s clothing were taken and lost. But she also recalled hearing that her older sister, the team’s basketball captain, had brought her along while they were going home or something.

But back to the main issue: They were expecting her to strip off before leaving the office, which she did. She then carefully tucked her clothing and panties into the box, which she observed being passed to another staff member. She returned to her class and concentrated on her work, recalling both her previous jobs and current dishwashing employment. She contacted her boss for her second job when she had a chance to leave the class for a bathroom break.

“Hello, this is Rebecca, Rebecca Elmstadter. I wanted to inform you ... I’m enrolled in the program, and under the new law, I was unable to withdraw.” She expressed her worry about the implications for her other work as she spoke. “Okay, I’ll mark you for that so that if possible, people who said that they were unconcerned by nudity that way, you can continue to work. That is, if you plan to remain undressed after school.” Her boss responded and asked a question to end his speech. Rebekah said before her supervisor could reply, “They’ve sent my clothes home, so I’ll probably need to be until work is done.” He ended the call by saying, “I understand Have a good day.”

“Ok ... Making sure my other employer is aware is the second order of business.” As she walked to the cafeteria, which was conveniently located on the route to her class, Rebekah said. The teenager entered through the door and circled the counter and railing. As she moved by and approached the kitchen, where she almost collided with her supervisor, the head of the lunch ladies, whose reflection in the cafeteria showed her nude body. Miss Agnes Wilson, a kind lady, exclaimed, “Oh!” as she almost collided with her. “Sorry!” Rebekah said, not wanting to make her fall if that were to happen.

As Agnes took a close look at her, Rebekah added, “I wanted to let you know ... I’m in the program. However, I am concerned about what to do with my job.” Agnes nodded in understanding as Rebekah added, “Yes, I do see the problem, and based on the announcement, I had a feeling that you could have been, but I wasn’t sure. In any event, they’ll let you know when you’re done eating since I believe that the others and i have something worked out about that.” Rebekah was let go so she could go back to class after the elder woman said.

Rebekah attempted to concentrate on her work while in class, but her curiosity kept her from finishing it in time for the bell to ring.

Lunch Time

As she sat with the other Program Participants, Rebekah remained mute. The other diners at the table discussed laws and demands that were no longer considered acceptable because they were made on behalf of some people. A hot dog and some fries that Agnes had graciously left for her made up her meal. Rebekah recalled Agnes leaving her a sandwich for her to eat yesterday. She was always taken care of by Agnes, a compassionate woman who also assisted her with her résumé and helped her land the dishwashing job. She had made Rebekah feel grateful, which motivated her to give her all in her job.

After passing the rest of the fries to the group, she got up from the table and made her way to the kitchen, where she rejoined the other women, carrying her backpack. “Oh!” Jody Belcova said, letting her gaze to drift to the teen’s privates, “Agnes informed us you’d be nude.” The woman said, “Hmm.” As she led the naked adolescent to where the coat racks were, she remarked, “You don’t look like you have too much hair down there, but...” Jody handed her what looked like a pair of underwear and added, “To be on the safe side, we decided you should wear this, in addition to your hairnet and apron.”

Rebekah saw as she held it that it resembled the hairnet in terms of feel and texture. Although she was aware that this was done to stop pubic hair from coming off and touching the meal, she was unsure of how it might be done. Instead, the youngster went to the bathroom, sat at the toilet, and then stood after sticking her legs through the openings in the “hairnet panties.” The string was felt between her butt cheeks as she drew it up and adjusted it over her privates.

Before putting on the second hairnet and the apron, she took a quick look in the mirror. She thought to herself, “Huh ... This kind of makes me think of that movie, Compliance,” and put the rest of the apron and her hair net on. She headed to her station after exiting the restroom. Where she saw a rack and dragged the now-warm rack with the trays of freshly cleaned dishes to the end of the rail so one of the women could take them.

After setting up a different rack, Rebekah entered the cafeteria and proceeded to the larger metal rack holding the filthy trays. She then carried the dirty trays back into the kitchen and quietly started placing them on the rack.

Rebekkah considered the fact that, while working, she was essentially wearing a thong, which was unusual to see in a high school in the middle of the day. She was confident that the hairnet panties she was wearing were noticeable when she returned to her workplace in the kitchen. She continued working since she reasoned that her fellow pupils weren’t paying attention to her. The kid had to admit that she felt glad there were no bullies at her school.

She moved back and forth during the Lunch Hour, taking a rack, loading trays and dishes onto it, then running the racks through the washing machine. She then took hold of one of the pointless racks and began to arrange the utensils on them before pushing them toward the machine so that it would catch them. Later, though, she realized that a tray was jutting out the incorrect direction, so she hit the machine’s stop button and raised its side to get access.

As the machine’s hot steam began to escape, she took a step back. Then, she inserted her hands inside, moved the rack so that it fit, closed the lid, and switched the machine back on. She observed the rack carrying the just realigned rack pass through and come out the other side. “There we go,” she thought to herself before turning around once again and making her way back into the cafeteria.

The teenage girl couldn’t help but think that she was grateful the principals had made her strip off at this particular day because it was warm and not likely to make the cafeteria cold. She thought this as she walked back to where the trays and dishes were dropped.

She noticed the decreasing number of students on her next walk outside to get the trays and was reminded of why she enjoyed working at this time of year. this was due to the fact that it was easier. Her work at that time was much shorter due to the student’s desire to be outside and the change in clothing—or lack thereof, in her case. She had to confess that was one benefit of warmer weather that she enjoyed.

Standing once more next to the machine, she felt an itch because the material of the apron and the other hairnet panties was causing some minor discomfort. She scratched the itch on her belly by slipping her hand under the apron, and then she snuck it under the other hairnet panties before returning to her work.

Rebekah continued to work in the hot and cold environment of the kitchens and the cafeteria and thought to herself, “Might be eating well tonight, not sure if I want to be excited or concerned about that.” She thought to herself, then “I mean, being nude reduces money, and joining the Helpers Union reduces money. Then there’s the possibility of getting money off if I wind up somewhere where they truly prefer having women in their establishment. I’ll essentially be eating for free after all this.” As she carried on with her work, she added.

There were only three trays left in the tray return rack when she arrived, and she noticed that the cafeteria seating area was empty. This gave her a reason to smile as she stacked the three trays, brought them back into the kitchen, set them up in the racks, and gently pushed them into the machine. She then moved to the opposite side and watched as they emerged. She turned and headed to her backpack as soon as the trays had exited the machine without the trays being stuck, at which point she took off her apron and put it up on her hanger. She took off both hairnets and put them in their respective spots in the bag after hanging her apron.

Rebekah walked to the restroom to wipe down her privates because she knew she didn’t need to be there anymore. She then went back to her bag and brought it with her as she proceeded to locate her boss. Her boss had already shut the register and was approaching the naked teenager with a tiny envelope containing her money. Rebekah responded, “Thanks,” as she put the envelope in her backpack and headed back to class.

Even though the lessons were challenging, she was relieved when they were finished since she knew her other job will be waiting for her. She anticipated receiving a call as soon as her mobile phone’s timer hit 3:30 p.m. This would be from a client who wanted her assistance, however it may also be a telemarketer seeking to sell. Those were the most obnoxious calls, but presumably all mobile phone owners had to put up with them.

After School, Off to Work

After her final lesson, Rebekah ran to her locker while slipping her hand inside her bag in order to get her phone, which had already started to vibrate mechanically. She had reached her locker when she clicked the green accept button and immediately started looking for a notebook. She spoke into the speakers, into what she had been referring to as the Ether, “Hello?” Rebekah had a suspicion when the returning voice made a little groan that wasn’t indicative of sex but rather agony.” I’m sorry, but are you a member of the Helpers Union?” She heard a familiar voice ask, “Did I do that right?”

The voice of the lady stated “Yes, ma’am, I am a member of the Helpers Union, you did it perfectly,” Rebekah replied. Rebekah grinned as she heard what appeared to be the other woman joyfully exclaiming “Yes.”

She introduced herself as Alexandra Blaskowitz and added, “I got into a little bit of an accident the other day and shouldn’t be moving, but I need to go to the Galley, a grocery store, and get some food.” Rebekah recognized the name as she spoke. “Okay, I can do that. Rebekah said, “What food do you need, Ma’am?” as she prepared her pencil to record her client’s order. She then shifted her focus to that.

It’s okay if you get the box with the chicken and turkey, connected, but I need eggs and ham.” Alexandra added a few more things to the list before ending it with Mister Cheeze’s Cheeze, another item she was familiar with, lastly, she was running low on milk. Rebekah responded, “Okay, I got the list, and I will head to the Galley, and I’ll need your address, ma’am.” Rebekah said before Alexandra revealed her address.” I live in the Rupera Apartments, so, um.” She then understood why the voice and name of the woman were so familiar.

Oh, I see why you sounded familiar now, the apartments on Fox Avenue! We’re neighbors; my name is Rebecca Elmstadter and I live in apartment 6C,” she said, grinning at the woman’s reply. She recalled how and why her neighbor had been injured. She slipped in the bathtub and hurt her back and legs, which is a severe injury for someone of her seniority.

Rebekah concluded the conversation by saying, “Okay Alexandra, I’ll head right for the Galley, and will see you in ... A Half an Hour.” As per corporate rules, Alexandra’s app will identify her as the assistant allocated to her as a client of hers. This indicated that Rebekah would not receive any further calls until she had finished assisting Alexandra. Rebekah reasoned that she could leave her bag in her apartment after delivering Alexandra’s meal order and return to work if she got another call.

Using the GPS software on her phone, Rebekah moved to the rear doors. “Hmm, it appears that the Galley is on the opposite side of town, a little past downtown as well. This means that I will be exposed to the sun for most of the trip, which is bad for a nude girl like me. However, it means I’ll have to spend money on cream that will protect me from sunburn. Fortunately, I know one of the greatest locations to go for that,” Rebekah thought to herself as she went outside into the student parking lot’s sunny parking lot. She mostly kept to herself, waving to those she knew and making her way to where her bike was chained.

Her bike was unique since it had the same height as a typical bike but was constructed like a tricycle at the back. Her backpack and any other goods, such as any artwork she needed to bring home, were locked in a box that she could lock, open, and close above the back wheels. She took her backpack off of her shoulder, unlocked the box, and opened it. She then placed it inside, closed the box.

She removed her bike’s chain and put it in a box before mounting her bike and noting on how strange it felt to be riding it while naked. But she swiftly moved past it as she turned around and rode her bike out of the parking lot. As she approached the well-known tiny strip of shops, she continued to ride her bike, but reduced her pedaling to let the bike cruise. These shops were placed on the dividing line between her high school and the next high school. She made a right turn onto the parking lot’s access road and continued cycling until she arrived at the final store. Here, she used the brakes to slow down the bike before getting off and locking it to prevent theft.

She hurried to her bag in the box and took her cash out, then quickly ran to the door and opened it only to be greeted with the chilly air. There is no doubt that the store’s air conditioning kept the warmth from the outside from entering. But Rebekah needed to do her work, and she didn’t want to put it off. She entered the store and strolled casually toward the aisle where she was certain the cream she required was located.

She picked up a bottle, took a quick look at it, and then frowned a bit. Because the bottle was so little, she wasn’t sure whether she could cover her entire body with it, so she grabbed two before heading to the register to pay. Would this cover me, hey? She questioned the cashier while seeing him consider it. He remarked, shifting his attention away from the bottle towards her breasts rather than her face, saying, “You’ll probably waste your money since it will take the whole bottle to cover you completely.”

Rebekah would typically become furious if someone simply stared at her chest while speaking to her, but there were times when she spoke with someone who was autistic, like the man before her. She stayed composed since she was aware that people on the autism spectrum couldn’t look people in the face. After all, it wasn’t like looking at her breasts could cause an infection or cancer.

Just as the door behind the counter opened, Rebekah turned to look at the bottles. Rebekah saw a family similarity between the woman who entered and the man who was standing before her. “Ooh, pretty naked girl!” As she got closer, the woman made a remark. “Ah, the sunburn cream, good to know. Since you are one of my favorite customers, we’ll offer you the bottles without charge, and we’ll order the jumbo-sized bottle for your usage, kay?” She asked.

Rebecca considered that to be fair. She opened a bottle and stated vocally, “OK, sure, thanks,” for the benefit of the two shop owners.

Rebekah chatted to the two while squeezing a small amount of the cream out and applied it to her skin. “Since I’m going to the Galley, I definitely need this, since I don’t have an immunity to sunburns after all.” The lady nodded as the man returned to his job replied, that “no one was immune to sunburns.” Rebekah had heard him say it but didn’t respond, The lady stepped around the desk and started to help Rebekah by rubbing the lotion on her back. This allowed her to stop struggling to get the cream on her back. She quickly discovered that the first bottle was empty, thus she had, regrettably, been correct to acquire another bottle.

Before beginning on her legs, she completed applying the cream to her breast, then moved on to her belly. She reached for her privates when she heard a gasp, which made her look up and saw the woman was interested in what she was touching at the time and staring directly at her.

Because she needed to focus, she didn’t think anything of it, and soon the long-lasting sunburn resistant lotion was applied to every inch of her body. She picked up the bottles since she didn’t want to be impolite because they had given them to her for free. Her eyes caught a glimpse of lettering on the bottle’s side as she was doing this. The physicians’ statement explained that while the cream protected sunburns as sunscreen does, it also enabled the excellent things the sun causes to occur.

Rebekah was reminded of what she had previously studied in a health lesson she had taken. The doctor had explained to the students that the 7-DHC protein, which is present to generate vitamin D3, interacts with UVB rays when they strike human skin. She recalled how intrigued she had been to discover this and realized why she was okay with being exposed outside. Knowing she would be getting vitamin D from riding after she left the store made her happy. Even though she couldn’t recall what each vitamin performed, she was nevertheless aware of its great effects.

She waved farewell to them as she turned and walked toward the door, allowing those behind to view her butt since she needed to get back to riding. The risk of getting burned was no longer a concern, but the teenager had a surge of exhilaration as she considered what the sun may do for her now. She hopped onto her bike after unlocking it, but she slipped a little due to friction from the cream she had applied to her body. She regained her balance and checked to make sure she wouldn’t slip any more before starting to back up to remove her from the store’s parking lot before turning the bike and heading back out onto the road.