The New Rules

The New Rules 42

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Chapter 42

Heather and Susana were both feeling trepidation that morning as they entered their high school. After the Feminudist meeting at the restaurant last night, they couldn't be sure how many of their schoolmates and peers had seen them naked. They were both sure, and had even shared their worries with one another on the car ride over, that at the very least their lives were going to be changed forever, as they became known as those nudist girls. But they feared much worse; that they would be facing constant ridicule and teasing for the new rules they were forced to live under at home and elsewhere.

It seemed that the idea and knowledge of Feminudism had not spread as far and wide as they had feared. Beyond a few knowing smiles and winks from some boys, and even a few cautious waves from some of the girls they recognized from the meeting, it appeared that what had happened at the Feminudist meeting had stayed at the Feminudist meeting. After not facing any major issues before or during their first period classes, both girls were able to relax a little. It seemed, for now, what they had experienced last night was not common knowledge.

Both girls did wince when they entered their second period biology class. There, seated at the back of the classroom, was Tony, with a big shiner around one of his eyes. He looked up at the girls for a moment, only to avert his eyes the second he recognized them. It was very unusual behavior for him, but the girls still felt like they needed to be cautious around him, as he knew their secret. Heather was even more worried, expecting that he was pissed off at her and Frankie for the black eye he had left him with when he had defended Heather from Tony's attack. Heather thought he was just biding his time until he could retaliate safely. Waiting to do so someplace where he wouldn't get into trouble for it. She was absolutely sure that it wouldn't be long before the prick was blackmailing her into going naked in front of him again, and much worse.

Tony stayed quiet throughout all the class, though, and even kept averting his eyes every time Heather would look back at him. Heather only kept looking back at him because she could feel his gaze on her, and felt like he was undressing her with his eyes, which had her skin crawling a little. She was now certain the jerk was plotting his revenge on her.

The girls were forced to part ways after class, as both of their lockers and their next classes were on opposite sides of the building. Heather felt even more vulnerable now, all alone, than she did in class, even if she was surrounded by a dizzying amount of other students. The fact was that there was nobody around she really knew, and that made her nervous. All of Heather's fears suddenly came to fruition, as she heard a familiar voice behind her. She almost jumped out of her clothes, and accidentally slammed her locker shut as she spun around to face him. “Heather, I need to talk to you!” Just as she had feared, it was Tony, with a big scowl on his face.

Heather felt petrified as she stood there, not sure if she should scream or run. The choice was made for her, as the boy took a menacing step towards her. She was now cornered, with nowhere to go, as her locker was at the end of the hallway. Screaming seemed to be the only option now, but try as she might, Heather could not get her voice to make a sound. Too much fear had paralyzed her.

Finally, there was a loud booming scream, but the voice hadn't come from Heather. “HEY!” It was Frankie, bellowing in their direction. Suddenly, the large, rotund boy was barreling down the hall like he had been shot out of a cannon, and many of the other students had to duck and jump out of the way or be bulldozed over. He only slowed down as he came near Heather, physically putting his own body in between her and Tony, and staring down the boy he had once called a friend. “Is there a problem here!?”

“No, I uh!… I'm sorry!” Tony said. He was the one now feeling full of nervousness and fear, as Frank stood almost a foot and a half taller than him. “I didn't mean to… I just wanted to apologize to Heather about last night…” he finally said, his voice getting quiet as he spoke.

“You think you can just apologize to her, you scumbag, and expect that's going to make everything alright!?!” Frankie demanded with fury, his anger still controlling him.

“No! I mean I!…” Tony started shouting back, but then he saw the look in Heather's eyes. It was the same fear he had seen from her last night, when he had tried to force himself on her, before Frank had stepped in. “You're right. I am a scumbag. I'm the scum of the Earth.” He swallowed, before looking Heather directly in the eye. “I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I do know at the very least you deserve to hear an apology from me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for everything I put you through, Heather. I know it doesn't change what I did, and I don't want your forgiveness. I know I haven't earned it, and I probably never will. That's all I wanted to say. I promise I'll leave the two of you alone from now on. Alright?”

Heather's voice was finally starting to come back, as she got her fears under control. “You're right. You don't deserve my forgiveness. I should have Frankie take you out back behind the school and beat you to a bloody pulp for what you did!”

Tony made a gulp as he looked from Heather to Frankie and back again. “If-if that's what you want. I… I won't fight back.”

Frankie reached out one hand, grabbing a handful of Tony's shirt collar, before cocking his other hand like he was about to pound him into oblivion. Heather smirked, seeing the fear in Tony's eyes now. “No, I won't, but just know I could, and I will, if you ever bother me or my friends again.”

“I understand!” Tony said, and Frank released him. As soon as he was free, he fled as fast and as far as he could.

“Oh Frankie!” Heather said, suddenly clutching him tight as soon as the scumbag had fled. “I was so scared!” She started shaking like a leaf in his arms. “If you hadn't been here…”

“Shhh. It's ok. He's gone now.” The larger boy said, attempting to calm her down. “I don't think he's going to bother you ever again. If he does, he's a dead man.”

Heather looked up at him with tears in her eyes, “Thank you, Frankie! Thank you so much!” and without either one realizing it, she was suddenly kissing him, full and deep.

Frankie blushed deeply as their kiss finally broke after a minute. “Wow! That was… Amazing!”

Heather couldn't help giggling at his reaction, despite the emotional rollercoaster she had been on all morning. “Thanks. You weren't so bad yourself.” She smiled up at him, her eyes shining as they gazed at one another.

Before either of them could say anything else, the bell started ringing. “Shit, we're late.” Frankie said with a laugh, still looking deeply into Heather's eyes.

“Who cares?” Heather responded, before going in for another kiss with him.

After that, Heather felt herself in a much better mood; that was until she was called down to the vice principal's office. “Mr. Riley,” she started as she came into his office, “If this is about me being late for third period…”

The man looked up from the notes on his desk, peering over his glasses at her. “I didn't know that, Miss Moss… Until now.” He smirked as Heather let out a groan. “Let me just make a note here about that. No, you're here because your mom has volunteered you to help with something down at the middle school.”

“Volunteered? For what?” Heather asked, more confused than anything.

Mr. Riley got up from behind his desk, motioning at her. “Please follow me, and I'll explain.”

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Abbie took a few small, tentative steps out into the hallway from her first class. Here she was, totally naked, save for her backpack and shoes, forced to wander through a sea of her peers. She has spent the last class period naked, because her mom had convinced the school principal, Ms. Bruster, that she was a nudist. The naked 14-year-old girl had met with the principal that morning because she wanted to give her some good news regarding the school board, only for the meeting to be cut short. But with the arrival of Ms. Honey, the school's health teacher, Abbie was confident that the good news was going to be that she was allowed to attend school in the nude, despite her personal misgivings at the idea. Everyone with authority in her life seemed to want her naked, or at least seemed to be alright with her being naked, and so she felt it must ultimately be the best thing for her as well.

She had only made it about ten paces away from the open doorway, when she felt a pinch on her butt cheek, right on the crease where it met with her leg. If she wasn't aware of just how vulnerable and exposed she was before, she certainly was now. She whipped her head around fast, to try and catch the culprit, but all she saw were two girls on the opposite side of the hallway. They were too far away to have possibly done it. Both girls were staring at the naked Abbie, standing in front of their lockers, with their hands over their mouths, obviously making little giggles about Abbie's brazen nudity. Abbie could only blush, as she turned back to press on to her second period class. No sense in just standing around here and letting whoever pinched me have another opportunity, she thought to herself.

Further along, Abbie had to squeeze through many pockets of students that were blocking the way; a common occurrence at her school, as many students took the opportunity to stand around in the hallway and chat with one another during passing time. Normally, Abbie would pass through a bottleneck like this without a second thought, but without her protective layer of clothing, she felt every single instance of her naked body rubbing up against the fabric of her classmates' clothing. Her bare hips, her butt, and even her breasts and nipples all came into contact with the bodies around her as she pressed through. Worse was the fact that she was vulnerable to any and all touches anyone wanted to give her. As she passed through a second group, she felt her butt squeezed, each of her nipples tweaked, and one girl even dared to cop a feel in between her legs! When Abbie gave her a shocked look, the girl just smirked back at her as if to say, ‘What are you going to do about it?’ It seemed like during passing time, Abbie's body was fair game for anyone who wanted to have a quick feel.

Even if she tried to complain about it to a teacher, it really seemed like that would be more trouble than it's worth to her. The fact was, even if Abbie felt totally vulnerable and violated about this, she was way too horny to care at this point. It felt good to her to be pressing her naked body up against the bodies of her peers, and even better when they would reach out and touch her. Her nipples especially seemed to be aching to be stroked, and every time someone would reach out and touch them, her body would flare up with the most awesome feelings of pleasure she had ever felt. She was tempted to just stop right there in the middle of the hallway and beg anyone and everyone to touch and play with her naked body until she orgasmed spectacularly. Instead, knowing what kind of message that would send to her fellow schoolmates, and that she was naked under the guise of being a nudist, she just pressed on to her next class.

“Well, there's a sight I thought I'd never see.” Blake was standing outside of Abbie's math class, a big grin on his lips as he looked Abbie's naked body up and down.

Abbie could only smile, seeing someone familiar, and feeling like she had just made it through her toughest challenge yet. She rushed over to grab him in a hug. “Oh Blake!”

After a bit, Blake let go of the hug, but still kept his hands on her shoulders. “Let me get a good look at you. I can't believe you're actually naked in school.”

“I know. Me neither! You don't seem to be as surprised about it as I was expecting, though.”

“Jake told me all about what happened in you guys' science class. Besides, you did tell me it was only a matter of time before Ms. Bruster gave you permission.” He explained, while using his fingers on one hand to press on the crease of her pushed together thighs.

Abbie got what he wanted after a moment, spreading her legs about a foot apart, for him, and letting him get a better look at her horny and wet pussy. “Oh God, Blake! I'm so horny right now!”

“I can see that.” He chuckled.

“It's your fault anyway!” Abbie pouted. “You didn't get me off this morning! You or my brother!”

“Since when is it my job to get you off?” Blake said, toying with Abbie's outer pussy lips a little.

“Since you're my boyfriend!” Abbie complained, letting out little moans of pleasure as he explored.

Blake looked around, seeing many of the other students all looking in their direction. No matter where she was, the naked girl was always going to be the center of attention. Getting Abbie off in the hallway like this was pretty much out of the question. Someone would tattle on them. He especially didn't want Abbie getting into trouble on her first day naked in school, or giving her the reputation of being some kind of slut. Instead of playing with her outright, he just gathered a bit of her moisture into his index finger, before swiping it once over her rigid clit. “That's right, I'm your boyfriend. I'm not here to be at your beck and call every time you want to get off. In fact, I think it's you who should be taking commands from me.” He teased, sticking his tongue out at her.

Abbie had shuttered and shook hard, having another mini orgasm when Blake had touched her little clit. At this point, she would do just about anything to get off. “If that's what you want!” She panted as she begged. “Just please let me cum!”

“Abbie, keep your voice down!” He gave her a scolding whisper, checking to see if anyone had heard her. “Look, there are too many people around here. Do you think you can make it until lunchtime?”

Abbie groaned, but nodded. “God, I hope so!” She took a few deep breaths and her senses started coming back to her. Blake was right, she couldn't just get off right in the middle of school, and expect to get away Scott free. “I know somewhere we can go that's private. Meet me underneath the bleachers at the far side of the track field.”

Blake gave her another hug. “Don't worry. It's only two more classes.”

“Woah, Abbie!!” The couple's hug was interrupted by another classmate of theirs, Liam. He was the boyfriend of one of Abbie's best friends from school, Daisy. “I know you're a nudist, but are you really allowed to attend school in the nude?”

“Hey Liam.” Abbie greeted him with a blush. Something she seemed to be greeting everyone with these days. “Apparently so.” Abbie gestured to her naked front with a hand flourish, giggling a little.

“Damn, that's so cool! I wish my girlfriend would attend school naked. Blake, you're one lucky guy.” Liam said. “Anyway, I better get going. We only have about a minute before the bell.”

“Alright, see you around, Liam!” Blake said, as Abbie just waived. “I better get going too.”

Abbie reached out and took his hand. “Wait. Before you go, I wanted to ask you something.” Blake just nodded at her. “Are you really ok with everyone seeing me naked? Everyone seeing your girlfriend naked? I know it's kinda late to take it back, but I would understand if you're not ok with it…”

Blake couldn't help feeling a pang of compassion for her, seeing how worried she seemed to be about this. He took her into his arms for another hug. “Abbie, you're honestly the best looking girl I've ever seen, naked or not, but your beauty and grace shine even brighter when you're naked. You heard Liam, he's jealous of me because my hot girlfriend gets to go to school naked.”

Abbie let out a snorting giggle. “I guess that's true.”

“I wouldn't want you any other way. Abbie, you're perfection when you're naked.” He leaned in for a kiss with her. “Besides that, you're much easier to tease this way.” He said, using his body to shield the fact that he was stroking one of her hard nipples.

“Oh God, Blake, please!…” she begged, so he stopped. After another moment to regain her composure, she asked, “Is it… is it really noticeable how horny I am?…”

Blake looked her up and down again, which just had her blushing even more, as she felt like her loins were on fire with him looking at her naked body like that. He nodded and said, “It's totally noticeable, but don't worry, it just makes you that much hotter.”

Abbie let out a groan at him. “Blake!”

“See you at lunch, Abbie.” He winked at her, before giving her another deep kiss and disappearing down the hallway.

Abbie quickly headed into her math class after that. She had hoped she could get a quick reprieve from being the center of attention, but the class was almost full by now. What was normally a minute walk for her, had now taken all of passing time. As soon as she stepped through the door, all the eyes of the class were upon her once again, and once again Abbie's cheeks flushed hard.

“Ah, Abbie. Ms. Larson. Good to see you this morning.” Mr. Rusconi was seated at his desk at the front of the room, and waved her over. Not wanting to be rude, Abbie came over to stand in front of his desk, placing her hands behind her back in a submissive pose. She couldn't stop blushing once she realized her teacher's eyes were roaming up and down her naked body as he spoke. “Ms. Honey sent out an email to all your teachers, informing us of the good news! Congratulations, Abbie. It takes a lot of courage and dedication to stand up for your beliefs this way. I'm very proud of you!” The man wore a large grin as he said this to her, and Abbie couldn't help feeling pride in herself too, as his praise was so infectious.

“Thank you, sir. That means a lot to me.” Abbie was simultaneously blushing and smiling at him, almost inviting him to look at her naked body more, as she subtly twisted her torso back and forth a little. She seriously felt good to see the grin on his face growing that much brighter as she did. “Being naked isn't the easiest thing in the world, sir, but I really think it's the best thing for me.” She spread her legs a little, too, letting him get a better look at her horny pussy.

“As long as you're happy to be naked, Abbie, that's all that really matters. I don't think the nudist community could ask for a better representative.” Still smiling, his eyes were now locked squarely on the wet slit in between Abbie's legs.

“Hey, Abbie…” They were both startled by Vanessa, who had just entered the classroom. “Good morning, Mr. Rusconi.”

“Good morning, Ms. Keto.” their teacher said, finally broken out of the trance of his female pupil’s young naked body. “I believe you and Abbie came to an arrangement yesterday during class. You may go ahead and get undressed, and leave your items at my desk. And please hurry, Ms. Kato, class is about to begin.” He gave her a big smile too, remembering what the young teen girl looked like naked. After a small email exchange, Ms. Bruster had approved him to allow any girls that wished to, to attend his second period math class in the nude. He wondered if Vanessa would just be the first of many girls to follow Abbie's example.

“Oh, um, yes, Mr. Rusconi.” Vanessa said, starting to undo her top. She wanted to fight having to get undressed, but something deep down inside prevented her from doing so. Maybe it was the fact that she still felt guilty about making fun of Abbie in class yesterday. Or maybe it was because of the way things had been left between them after their kiss during lunch. Vanessa still felt awkward about that too.

Down to just her panties, Vanessa had to bend over to get them the rest of the way off her longs legs. Unfortunately for her, her backside was facing the class, and she ended up flashing every one of her classmates her puffy pussy lips as they peeked out from in between her legs. A boy near the front let out a loud “Whoop!” in response. Vanessa shot back to standing straight upright when she heard him, looking back over her shoulder at the entire class, with a deep blush on her cheeks. The class came alive with excitement for what they had just seen of the girl.

“Alright. Let’s have some decorum.” Mr. Rusconi said, quieting the class down after the bell had rung. “Today is Friday, and the day of the Spring Fling as well. What do you all say we take a break from algebra today to do some fun math instead?” The class started to clap and cheer at that. “Good. We’ll make it a game. Whoever comes in first will even win a special prize.” He said, turning to the two nude girls, noticing they were inching their way to their desks. “Oh, girls, I thought today you could assist me up here at the board, instead of taking your normal seats.”

“Ummm…” Abbie took a nervous glance at Vanessa before shrugging. “Sure, Mr. Rusconi. What do you need us to do?”

“You two have the most important job today. You’re going to be writing down the suggestions from the class, along with who made the suggestion.” He explained, handing each naked girl a marker, Abbie’s blue, and Vanessa’s red. Then he went to take a seat at his desk while the girls headed for the whiteboard. “Who among you can name a way we could calculate the volume of breast tissue each girl has, for both Vanessa and Abbie?” He asked the class. The students suddenly sprung back to excitement once again, hearing what the current topic of discussion was. After hearing their teacher's question for the class, Abbie and Vanessa’s faces both turned a crimson red. They could only take solace that they were facing the whiteboard and not the class at the time, but they both realized that they, or more embarrassingly, their bodies, would play a large part in the topic of class today.

“Oh, girls.” Their teacher said, turning his attention to the naked beauties, “Please turn around and face the class so that they know what they are supposed to be concentrating on.” The class let out a small snicker at that, while Abbie and Vanessa could only continue to blush deeply as they turned back around, knowing the whole class was now concentrating on their bare chests. “That's better. Now, any ideas, class?”

One girl raised her hand in the middle row. “Yes, Melissa?” The teacher said, calling on her.

“Couldn’t they dip their boobs into a big water container, and measure how much the water level changed?” The girl suggested.

“Yes, very good!” Mr. Rusconi praised her. “That’s called water displacement, class. Abbie, write that down, and make sure Melissa get the credit for it.” Abbie diligently wrote it on the whiteboard, along with the girl’s name, before turning back around with a blushing smile. It felt strange to her to be standing naked in front of the class, jotting down their suggestions, but also she felt a bit of amusement at it all. She felt like she was part of some crazy game show, where the contestants had to participate naked. If this was a game show, then by her count, Abbie would be beating Vanessa one to nothing. “Who else has an idea?” The teacher asked, seeing Abbie was finished at the board.

“You'd need a pretty big container to measure Vanessa's boobs!” A boy in the back row shouted out, before snickering with the others in the back row. It was Vanessa's friend, Gavin Hunter, and she seethed a little, seeing him staring directly at her bare chest as he laughed at her.

“Mr. Hunter, do you have any suggestions for our game?” Mr. Rusconi asked in a scolding tone.

“Ummm…? I could see how much of Vanessa's breasts fit into my hands!” He exclaimed, laughing even harder.

“Mr. Hunter, if you're not going to take this seriously!…”

“I'm serious, sir.” Gavin explained, getting his laughing under control. “I know I can carry one large watermelon in each hand. No way, Vanessa's boobs are bigger than that!” Half the class broke out into uproarious laughter at his suggestion, while the other half just snickered under their breath, trying to spare the girl's feelings.

“Alright… Alright…” Mr. Rusconi said, trying to calm the class down again. “Go ahead and put it on the board, Vanessa, but Mr. Hunter's guess will probably not count for much in the long run.”

Vanessa felt humiliated as she wrote her friend's suggestion on the board. It was bad enough that he was allowed to see her naked, but did she really have to put up with his childish taunting of her too? She wanted to scream obscenities at him for his boorish behavior towards her, but she held her tongue, realizing that she would probably be the one to end up in trouble instead if she retaliated that way. Besides, she had teased Abbie just about as badly yesterday, and a part of her felt like this was penance for what she had done to her fellow naked female classmate.

Other suggestions were added to the board by the naked girls as class went on. One boy suggested that they could measure the length and the circumference of each girls' breasts, and then multiply them together. Another girl said to ask them for their cup size, and then just Google what volume that equated to. Most of the suggestions ended up not being as good as the one from the first girl, Melissa, and the teacher ended up awarding her the prize for the game; a brand-new pack of number 2 pencils.

“Sir, I have a question?" One of the boys seated near the front of the class spoke up now that the game was over.

“Yes, what is it, Patrick?" Mr. Rusconi said, calling on him.

“Well, sir, I was wondering why Abbie’s… Well her… ?”

“Yes?…“ Mr. Rusconi was getting impatient with him.

“Why is her, you know, different from Vanessa's? I mean it's… All shiny… and red… “ The class started snickering at that, once the boy got his question out, and Abbie couldn't help feeling mortified, as attention was brought to the fact that she was so horny.

“Yes, well, ummm…“ The teacher cleared his throat, trying to think up a way to best answer the boy's question, without turning the class into a circus.

“I can tell him, Mr. Rusconi!" The girl, seated behind the boy with the question, arm shot up in the air with exuberance; a knowing smirk on her lips as she stared at Abbie’s midsection. The class started laughing even louder as the girl chimed in. In response, Abbie couldn't help covering up half of her face with her free hand, feeling like her whole body was blushing with embarrassment now. What must they think of her?! Her entire math class now had a pretty good idea that she was getting turned on to be standing there naked in front of them!

“That's quite alright." Mr. Rusconi said to the girl, before he lost full control over the class. “This topic is probably best left to health class, and not here, Patrick.” He explained.

“Oh! Oh!“ Realization suddenly dawned on the boy's face, as what he has learned last year in Ms. Honey's health class about the female reproductive system came flooding back to him. He blushed hard, now understanding how excited Abbie must be, and feeling foolish for his question. The class just giggled and snickered at him for his trouble.

“Alright, class,” Mr. Rusconi started, ready to move on to the next topic, and try to get sex off the minds of these horny young teenagers, but before he could get the rest of his words out, the familiar chime of the PA system went off.

“Would Abigail Larson and Lauren Gardner please report to the school auditorium! Thank you!”

The message had been quick, but suddenly all eyes were on Abbie again. The reprieve she had felt as the class had laughed at the boy had only lasted a moment. Abbie could feel her cheeks flush and her pussy buzz as she was thrust into the limelight again.

Abbie could put two and two together. She knew what the announcement was about. Ms. Honey must need her down in the auditorium for preparation of the heath presentation. What she was surprised to hear was Lauren's name also being called. She had no idea the little blonde girl would be involved in the presentation too. Still, Abbie's nerves shot through the roof thinking about what this presentation would entail, as she gathered her things and bid her math teacher and the rest of the class farewell. Vanessa, in particular, shot Abbie a very surprised, nervous look as she went by, and Abbie could only speculate it was because Vanessa would now be the only naked girl left in class. There was still a half hour of class time to go, before they would be released. Abbie didn't dwell on that thought too long, as she stepped out into the empty hallway with her books and her bag, and made the long trek to the other side of the school; to her destination, the school auditorium, and the female anatomy demonstration.

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