Nudism Stories

This story is especially for readers who asked about how the family got to where they were. Besides giving that info, it includes INCEST, group sex, creme pies, DP, and exhibitionists, with some anal and bi-sexual themes. Then came NND!

A virgin nun, Sister Agnes has died and goes to Heaven. She finds herself in a fantasy land in which sex is not only encouraged, but required.

Clara hides her body in cardigans and shame. To reclaim herself, she joins a nudity acclimatization class, hiding it from her judgmental family and conservative workplace. Through the support of friends like Lila and Jess, she confronts her deep-seated self-loathing. Clara becomes a registered nudist, facing professional backlash and family strife. Her activism grows, leading to protests and legal battles for bodily autonomy. She mentors others, finding purpose and community. Ultimately, Clara e

Nellie initially resists but soon internalizes the concept, transforming her nudity from a source of shame into an unassailable "armor." Zara's psychological conditioning extends to Nellie's day job as a leasing agent, her home life with her husband Pete, and even her most intimate biological functions. As Nellie surrenders her autonomy, she discovers the gallery's founders are permanently sealed in glass coffins, their sacrifice part of a perpetual artistic legacy. Pete's horror turns to a grim

A little fun and games in a public laundromat introduces a divorced male nurse to some brand new experiences, courtesy of a Navaho woman and a blast from his own past.

This is the story of a conservative woman home for summer break. She is given a bracelet that changes her destiny forever. This is a small rewrite of another author's work. I wanted to edit it and repost it here to go along with the two sequels I have planned. Reposted with permission from the original author.

Snowed in with the Spell.

Lucy gets a surprise when she visits the house of her student boyfriend and all was not as it seemed. This a very short story came out of a discussion with another author on the Scipio Forum when we agreed that a sentence that was written would make a good first line of a short story