Nikky and Tam

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Nikky and Tam

by Willie B Florida
comments welcome to williebflorida@gmail.com

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Nikky and I are sitting on the plane trying to see out of the little window. It is a bit difficult because neither of us are sitting in the window seat.

"Would you like to look out the window," asks the woman who is sitting next to us. Her hair and sweater remind me of one of the ladies at the orphanage, but her voice is much kinder.

"Thank you," I say politely. "It would be really nice if my sister could have a chance to look out for just a few minutes."

"Well, aren't you a thoughtful young man," the lady replies.

We all get up from our seats, first me, then Nikky, and then the lady. Nikky squeezes back in first and sits by the window. I look at the lady who nods at me and I sit in the middle seat.

"I'm going to go freshen up while you two enjoy the view," the lady says to us.

Nikky peers out the window. I lean up against her and try to see out as well.

"Maybe our new mom will be nice, like that lady," Nikky says.

"I hope she isn't quite as old," I laugh. "I mean, that lady is very nice, but she reminds me too much of Mrs. Glauchlin at the orphanage.

Nikky laughs. "You're right," she says.

We're on a plane flying from Indiana to Florida. This is the third time that someone is supposed to be adopting us, but it is the first time we've ever left Indiana. That's why we're so eager to look out of the window. We want to know where we're going!

The lady comes back from the restroom. I get up from the middle seat. Nikky squeezes back out from the window seat. The lady gets back into her seat by the window. Nikky sits next to her. I sit next to Nikki.

"Did you get a good view?" the lady asks.

"Yes, thank you," Nikky says politely. "It is mostly very pretty clouds."

"Have you two been on a plane before," the lady asks.

"This is our first time," I answer.

"We're on our way to Florida," Nikky tells her. "We're going to meet our new mom and dad."

"We've been living in an orphanage," I explain to the lady. "This is the third time we are meeting a new family."

"Oh my," the woman explains. "Well, I hope it works out for you. Is this your first time on a plane and your first time visiting Florida?"

"Yes, it is," Nikky answers. "It is also the first time we have ever left Indiana."

"Then you certainly have a lot of new experiences in store for you," the lady tells us.

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A flight attendant helps us off the airplane. We walk out through a long corridor. At the end of the corridor we enter a larger room. The flight attendant takes us to a counter with the logo of the airline behind it.

"We will wait here until the woman shows up who is supposed to meet you. I've called her and she is going through security now."

We nod. This will be the woman from the adoption agency. While we are waiting we look around. Lots of people are walking through the airport, pulling luggage, carrying backpacks, and dragging children along. Some of these children are completely naked!

"Why are those children naked?" Nikky asks.

"Is this your first time in Florida?" the flight attendant asks.

"Yes."

"In Florida children can be stripped." Seeing the confusion on Nikky's face the attendant adds, "that means they aren't allowed to wear clothes."

"Ever?" I ask

"Well, not until they turn 21 years old," the attendant replies.

A tall lady with very blond hair walks straight toward us. She stops in front of the counter and introduces herself.

"I'm Miss White," she says. "You must be Tam and Nikky."

"Hello Miss White," Nikky says.

"Hello Miss White," I say.

"I'll be taking you to the adoption agency offices. Tonight you'll stay in a hotel and tomorrow you can meet your prospective family."

"Does 'prospective' mean new?" Nikky asks.

"It means that they 'might' be your new family. You can still change your mind after meeting them."

"Can they change their mind, too?" I ask.

"Only in extreme circumstances." Miss White replies. "You seem like very nice children. I would not be worried at all."

The flight attendant hands Miss White a folder and the two of them sign some forms. Then we say good-bye to the flight attendant and Miss White leads us through the airport. On the way to the parking garage we have a chance to look around some more. In particular we notice more naked children. There are little kids, kids our age, and older kids. The teenagers don't look like kids at all. They are more like adults. Nikky points her face at things she wants me to see. I notice things I want to mention to her as well.

"Since you are from Indiana," Miss White tells us, "you are not used to seeing children naked in public."

"No," I answer, "I have never seen anyone naked in public before."

"You will get used to it soon. Lots of kids are stripped in Florida. Some of them are tourists. They are just visiting and are only naked while on vacation. Other kids live here. Once they are stripped they will stay nude until they are 21 years old."

"How old are they when they get stripped?" Nikky asks.

"That is up to their parents or guardians. They can be stripped any time from when they are born until they turn 18 years old. Some kids are only stripped for a few years. Some families never strip their kids."

"What if the kid wants to be stripped?" I ask.

"It is interesting that you ask that," Miss White responds. "Sometimes families will strip their child because they know that is something the boy or girl will enjoy. Some parents do the opposite: they strip their kid because they know they'll hate it; or leave them unstripped because the child wants so badly to be naked."

"Why would they not want their child to be happy?" Nikky asks.

Miss White shrugs. "Parents can be very strange. But," she adds quickly, "I think you'll find the family you are going to meet are very nice."

Nikky nods her head up and down. She is hoping it will be a nice family and I am hoping the same thing.

That night Nikky and I have a hotel room all to ourselves. It is bigger than the room at the orphanage that I shared with seven other boys. We bounce on the beds and experiment with the air conditioning controls. The hotel room has its own bathroom and a large tub with all sorts of nozzles and controls. Nikky comes in to look at it with me. She looks at me. I look at her.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking," I ask.

"I'm thinking of taking off my clothes," she says.

"I'm thinking of taking off my clothes and taking a bath in that fancy tub," I say.

"I'm thinking of taking off my clothes and joining you in that bath," Nikky says.

I start peeling my shirt over my head. Nikky starts taking her shoes and socks off. At the orphanage we had to live in separate sections for boys and for girls. But when we were in foster care we used to take baths together and sleep in the same room. It has been awhile since we've seen each other naked. I know that my body has grown and changed. I'm curious to see how Nikky's body has grown.

I continue to undress until I am standing in the bathroom naked. Nikky pulls down her panties and is naked, too. We stand and look at one another's bodies.

"Your penis is longer," Nikky says.

"Your chest looks different," I say.

"I don't have breasts yet," Nikky says. "But they are just starting to grow."

"And your peepee looks plumper," I notice.

"That's my vulva," Nikky says.

I nod. "You probably can't tell, but my balls are bigger than before."

We turn the various knobs and figure out how to fill the tub. We try out more knobs and discover how to turn on water jets and bubbles.

"Ready?" I ask.

Nikky nods. We get in the tub. We turn on the jets and the bubbles.

"This is fun," Nikky exclaims.

We stay in the water for a long time. We add hot water several times. Finally we get out. We go in the other room and each lie down on one of the huge double beds. It feels good to be naked and warm and lying on the soft bedspread. I look over at Nikky. She is lying on her back looking up at the ceiling.

"Did you notice those girls with the jewelry on their thingies," Nikky asks me.

"I thought you said it was a vulva," I answered.

"No, I mean the little part up here." Nikky wiggles her finger between her legs. "Come here. I'll show you."

I get up from my bed and crawl across the other double bed and look closely at Nikky's finger.

"Those girls had jewelry there? It's so small. How did they do that?"

"I'm not sure," Nikky says.

"There were boys with jewelry, too," I say.

"How did those boys' dicks get so long and hard?" Nikky asks.

"My penis gets hard," I tell her, "but not like that. Maybe they are just older."

Nikky nods. "It's nice to see you naked, Tam."

"It's nice to see you naked, too, Nikky. Maybe we can sleep naked like we used to."

"I remember that!" Nikky exclaims. "That was when we lived with our foster mom, Susan."

"Then she said we were too old for that," I remind her.

"And then we moved to the orphanage," Nikky said. "But, we meet our new family tomorrow!"

"I think they will be nice," I say.

"So do I," Nikky agrees.

We decide to sleep naked in the one big bed. We turn out the light and watch the reflections and shadows on the ceiling before falling asleep.

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I wake up. The room is full of sunlight and I remember that we are in Florida. Nikky is under the covers next to me in the big double bed. We are both naked.

"Today we are supposed to meet our new family," I say.

The phone on the little table next to the bed rings. Nikky and I both look at each other.

"I think we are supposed to answer it," she says.

I pick up the phone. "Good morning, this is the front desk with a courtesy wake up call. Breakfast is served until 9 o'clock."

"Thank you," I said. "What time is it now?"

"It is 8 o'clock."

"Thank you, we will come eat breakfast soon."

The person on the other end hangs up. I put the phone receiver back down.

"We should go downstairs and eat breakfast, Nikky."

I get out of bed. My penis is sticking straight out.

"Your penis is hard," Nikky said.

"Yes, I need to pee!" I run into the bathroom and pee. Nikky comes in behind me. She is still naked.

"I need to pee, too," she says.

"Does your little thingy get hard when you need to pee?" I ask.

"No, silly, it does not!"

After I am done Nikky sits on the toilet and pees. We each wash our faces and put on our clothes. I put on underwear and shorts. I pulled a t-shirt over my head and put on shoes and socks. Nikky pulls on panties and shorts, pulls a t-shirt over her head and puts on her shoes and socks. We remember to take the card with the black strip on the side so that we can get back into our room. Then we go down the hall, press the button for the elevator and go downstairs.

There iss a small room with muffins, toast, scrambled eggs, cereal, milk, orange juice, cut fruit, and tea and coffee. We try everything except the tea and coffee. Just as we are finishing up Miss White comes into the room.

"Oh good, you are both dressed and finishing breakfast."

I giggle, thinking about what it would be like if we had come down to breakfast without getting dressed.

"Today we meet your prospective family," Miss White says.

"You mean we can still change our minds," Nikky says.

"That's right," Miss White answers. "If you really don't like the situation then you can go back to the orphanage and wait for another chance to join a family."

"I hope we don't have to do that," I say.

"I think you will like them very much," Miss White replies.

When we are done eating we go up to our room and pack our travel bags and came back downstairs. Miss White leads us out to the parking lot and we get into the car. "While we're driving, do you have any questions," Miss White asks.

"I'm still thinking about all the naked kids we saw," I say. "You said that parents can decide to strip their children at any time--or not at all--is that right? It's never up to the kids?" I ask.

"That's right," Miss White answers. "It is entirely up to the parents or guardians."

"Then you have to go to school and everywhere naked?" Nikky asks.

"Yes, you go everywhere naked. Stripped children are not allowed to wear clothes."

"Could our new parents do that to us?" I ask.

"Yes, once the adoption goes through your new parents have the same rights and responsibilities as any other parent in Florida."

I nod.

"Don't stripped kids ever get cold?" Nikky asks.

"It can get a little chilly in Florida," Miss White answers, "If its really chilly, stripped kids are allowed to wear a blanket, a sweater, a hat and shoes, but only outside and only until it warms up again. For two children from Indiana you would probably not think it was that cold."

We enter a street with small, brightly painted houses close together. We pull up in front of a house painted turquoise blue. There is a small patch of grass and a palm tree in front. We can see a small backyard behind the house.

"This is it," says Miss White. "Good luck!"

Nikky and I look at each other. It is time to meet our new family.

We get out of the car and walk up to the front door. Miss White rings the bell and we wait. The door opens and a woman with brown curly hair and blue eyes opens the door. She is wearing a short pale green dress and has bare feet. She sees us and gives us a big smile.

"You must be Nikky and Tam," she says. "Welcome! We've been so eager to meet you. Hello, Miss White, how are you today?"

We go into the house. A man comes into the room. He is a little taller and thinner than the woman. He is wearing tan shorts and a t-shirt. He is also barefoot. He smiles when he sees us.

"My name is Amy," the woman tells us, "and this is Ken. We are hoping you will be our children and we can become a family. You can call us Amy and Ken or 'Mom' and 'Dad.' "

"It is nice to meet you," I say. "I really hope we can be a family."

"Me, too," Nikky says.

Miss White chats with Amy and Ken for a little while and then says good-bye to us.

"You will stay here for three days," Miss White says, "and get to know Ken and Amy. After that all of you will have to decide what steps to take next. I will come back then and check in with everyone."

Miss White leaves. Amy puts out grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. The food tastes really good!

"Ken and I have both taken off work this week," Amy explains. "We'll do some activities close to home so that you can see a bit of the town. We can have fun together and get to know one another."

We have a tour of the house. There is a kitchen and an eating area, a small living room and three bedrooms. "You can each choose a bedroom," Ken says. There is even a separate bathroom for us kids!

"What if we want to sleep in the same bedroom?" Nikky asks.

"If that's what you want to do, we don't mind," Amy answers. "But the adoption agency requires that we have a separate bedroom available for each of you. Just keep your things put away in your own rooms and you can sleep in the same room at night."

"Okay," Nikky answers.

There is a small backyard with a sprinkler and a trampoline. I really want to play in the backyard, but Ken suggests we go bowling this afternoon. Nikky and I have never been bowling before. It is fun, but we are terrible at it! Finally the staff a the bowling alley put barriers down the sides so the ball can't go in the gutter. After that Nikky and I finally knock over some pins. Amy and Ken are very relaxed. They don't criticize us for playing badly or laugh at us for not knowing what to do.

"You are very nice," Nikky tells them.

"Why thank you!" Amy exclaims.

I nod my agreement.

"You are wonderful children," Ken tells us. "We would really like to have you be our son and daughter."

Back at the house Nikky and I put our few belongings away in the dressers in the two separate bedrooms. That night we sleep together in the same bedroom.

"Do you want me to move another mattress into the room?" Ken asks

"No, we can sleep in the same bed," Nikky answers. "It looks pretty big."

"It's a double," Amy tells us. "It was our bed before Ken and I bought a queen size."

Amy and Ken say good-night to us. I go into the bathroom that is just for Nikky and I. I brush my teeth and then take off my clothes. I come into the bedroom.

"You're naked," Nikky says. "I was wondering if we were going to sleep naked in our new house."

"It was really comfortable in the hotel and I was hoping we could do it again."

"I really liked sleeping naked, too," Nikky says. She goes into the bathroom. I hear her brush her teeth and pee. When she comes out she is naked. We get into bed and go to sleep.

The next day we visit a park, take a nature walk, go to an aquarium, eat ice cream and do lots of other fun stuff. Everywhere we go there are some kids who are naked, and some who are not. I notice that most of the boys are hard. The bigger boys have what look to me like huge penises, often with rings or other jewelry. Lots of the girls have the little rings on their thingies. Naked kids also sometimes have decorations on their skin.

After breakfast on our third day Amy and Ken say that it is time to have a talk. Nikky and I look at each other nervously.

"It's alright," Amy says, "there is nothing to worry about. It is just that Miss White will be coming tomorrow and we have to give her our answers."

"About if we want to be a family?" Nikky asks.

"Yes, that's right," Amy says. "And you can be sure that Ken and I very much want you to be our son and daughter and for all of us to be a family."

Nikky and I smile.

"There's just one thing we thought we should tell you before you decide," Ken says.

"What's that?" Nikky asks.

"You are new to Florida," Ken goes on. "Do you know what it means when kids are stripped?"

"It means they have to be naked," I answer.

"All the time unless it gets really chilly," Nikky adds.

"Until they are 21 years old," I say.

"You understand very well," Amy says.

"If you decide you want to be our children and be a family together, you should know that we are planning to strip you," Ken tells us.

"We would have to be naked all the time?" Nikky asks.

"Yes, all the time," Amy agrees.

"If you two want to discuss it together that would be fine," Ken says.

The two of us go into our bedroom, the one we have been sleeping in.

"So," I ask Nikky, "do you want to be naked all the time?"

"Lots of kids are, so I don't think it would be that strange," she replies. "What about you?"

"Sleeping naked feels really good, and the weather here is warm most of the time. It might feel good to be naked."

"What about when you get older and your dick is big--do you want to be naked then?"

"It isn't just me," I say. "You'll get big breasts and stuff."

Nikky giggles. "It is a bit hard to imagine all that, but you are right. You know what I think?"

"What?" I ask.

"I think we should be like normal Florida children."

"What does that mean?"

"Our parents would just one day decide to strip us--or not."

"But they already said they would do it," I protest.

Nikky shrugs. "Any parent might tell their child they are going to strip them. That doesn't mean the child has a choice. I want to be in this family no matter what. Then they can do what they want with us."

"I agree. Shall we tell them we want to be in this family?"

"Yes," Nikky says, "Let's tell our new 'mom' and 'dad' "

Nikky and I walk back into the living room. Amy and Ken are sitting on the couch.

"Did you decide?" Amy asks.

"Mom and Dad," Nikky says, "we don't think it is up to us to decide if we're naked or not. We want to be your children and it is up to you as our parents to decide if you want to strip us."

Amy and Ken smile and nod. "What about you?" Ken asks me.

"Other kids don't get to decide if or when their parents strip them, so why should we? We want to be just like any other family," I say and then hastily add, "Mom and Dad."

Amy and Ken reach out their arms and pull us into a big hug. All four of us are hugging each other on the couch and it feels so good.

"So it is decided. When Miss White comes over we can tell her that we will be going through with the adoption," Amy says.

We all grin like silly idiots with happiness.

"Do you have any other questions before we sign all the papers?" Ken asks us.

"I know it is up to you, but do you think you'll be stripping us soon?" Nikky asks.

"Even though we will sign the papers tomorrow," Ken explains, "there will be a delay before everything is official. You'll live with us and we'll be just like a family, but legally you won't be our adopted children until several weeks later, maybe even a couple of months. As soon as the adoption goes through we plan to strip you right away."

"Why are all those boys hard all the time," I ask.

"Their parents give them special pills to keep them erect, or buy penis rings or other devices that keep the boy hard," Ken explains. "We could do that for you if you want. We will definitely strip you. At some point we might keep you hard all the time, but for now it is up to you."

I nod.

"There are also special things for girls," Amy explains. "There are rings that go through the clitoris--that's the little place at the top of your slit that feels so good . . . "

Nikky and I nod, happy to know the word for that thingie.

" . . . and there are vibrators and balls and other things that stimulate a girl and make her all wet and tingly and feel good. We can get something for you, Nikky, if you want."

"I just want to know what it feels like to be naked, I mean when we're not in the tub or in bed together . . . " Nikky looks at me questioningly.

"It's okay," Amy reassures us. "We know you're sleeping naked in the same bed."

"We check on you at night," Ken says. "You're both adorable when you are asleep. Almost as adorable as when you're awake."

We all laugh.

"You can't go out in public without clothes until you are officially stripped," Amy says, "but you can practice at home if you like."

"You mean we can be naked?"

"Sure," Ken says. "We can strip you now. Take off your t-shirts and fold them neatly."

"Take off your shoes and socks and put them by the door," Amy says.

"Now pull down your shorts and underwear," Ken says.

Nikky pulls off her t-shirt. I pull mine off as well. I sit down and take off my shoes and socks and put them next to the door by Nikky's shoes and socks. We both pull down our shorts and underwear and fold them neatly. We stand in front of our new mom and dad and let them see our bodies.

"You are as cute as we expected," Amy says.

"You can stay naked at home," Ken adds.

"I think they can play in the backyard, don't you?" Amy asks Ken.

"Sure--there aren't any sensors back there and the neighbors won't mind seeing two more naked children."

We go in the backyard. Ken turns on the sprinkler and we run through the water. We jump on the trampoline. We do cartwheels and run around. It is fun to be naked. The water and sunlight and breezes all feel really good.

After awhile Amy calls us into the house for lunch. We sit at the table naked and eat chicken noodle soup and biscuits.

"It's fun to be stripped!" Nikky says.

"Just wait until we can take you to the mall naked," Amy says.

"Or swimming at the pool," Ken adds.

"Or school," I say.

"Everywhere!" Nikky sings out.

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The next morning Nikky and I wake up. We are sleeping in the bed in our new bedroom. I am naked. Nikky is naked. Neither of us has worn any clothes since the day before when we started "practicing" to be stripped.

"Today is when the adoption papers get signed," Nikky says.

"Then we'll be part of our new family." I say.

"And we'll get stripped for real." Nikky says.

The doorbell rings. We hear Amy answer the door and Miss White's voice. We get out of bed and wash our faces and then run into the living room.

"If the sight of two naked kids means what I think it means," Miss White says, "you've all decided to be a family together."

"Our mom and dad are going to strip us as soon as the adoption is official," Nikky says.

"We told them that if they decided to be our son and daughter we were planning to strip them," Ken says.

"They were eager to practice, so we let them go naked since yesterday," Amy adds.

"But only at the house," I say, "we're not allowed to go out in public yet."

"Well, congratulations. You are going to be a wonderful family together," says Miss White.

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