My fantasy World

by Tiger Kitten (tigerkitten87@yahoo.com)

To all outward appearances, the Campbell family of 79
Hunting Lodge Road were as normal as could be. The
mother of the family, Anastasia, was a devoted mother
and a member of the community � involving herself in
the PTA, the local church, and various other civic
organizations. The eldest daughter, Lily, was a pretty
and happy fourteen year old who loved soccer, dancing,
and got top marks in all her classes. The second
daughter, Peta, was four years younger than her sister,
but the two were as close as could be. Yet behind all
this normalcy, the family had an unbelievable secret.

It began on a tragic day in October of 2004. John
Campbell, husband of Anastasia and father to Lily and
Peta, was killed suddenly in a car accident � the kind
of thing that is no one's fault, but seems to happen
just the same. The family was devastated, of course,
and the healing process had been slow. But now, after
two years, the women had recovered and begun to move on
with their lives.

For Anastasia, the seed of an idea had germinated and
was now beginning to blossom. She had been raised among
a nudist family in her native Russia and had spent
summers at a nudity colony in the Czech Republic (then
Czechslovokia.) Nudity had been taught as the natural
state of people and it still symbolized not only
freedom and nature, but a connection to her childhood. 

That had all changed when Anastasia's family had
smuggled her out of the USSR to study English in an
American university, where she had met a talented young
writer who would one day become her husband. Nudity was
never a lifestyle option in the States. Americans were
too stuck up and self-conscious. Gradually, she had
forgotten all about it.

Now that John was gone, however, Anastasia saw a silver
lining in the dark cloud of his passing. She could do
something she had always dreamed of doing � raising a
nudist family of her own.

The first step of the transformation began with buying
a new house. Anastasia, Lily, and Peta moved from their
old home in suburbia to a new house on the outskirts of
town with one feature that she demanded more than any
other � privacy. The driveway was at the far end of a
bumpy, one-lane road that snaked deep into a thick
forest. 

The house and lawn themselves were set far back from
the road and could not even be seen from the street. A
gate was installed that would prevent any guests from
arriving without warning. The end result, after
Anastasia had spent nearly one-hundred thousand dollars
of the fortune John had earned as a best-selling
novelist, was a home completely free from any prying
eyes.

That was the easy part. The hard part would not only be
convincing her daughters to live a nudity lifestyle,
but to instill in them a belief in the virtues of
nudity. When the house was completely ready, Anastasia
knew it was the time to talk with her two daughters.

It was a Friday afternoon. Lily was in her room, doing
her homework, when her mother knocked on the slightly
ajar door and stepped inside, wearing only a bathrobe.
"Could you come downstairs for a minute, please,
sweetie?" she asked.

"Sure, Mom," said Lily as she set down her pencil. 

She stood up and followed her mother downstairs to the
living room. Peta was already sitting on the couch,
watching TV. Anastasia turned it off, then asked Lily
to sit down on the couch beside her sister. Anastasia
sat on an ottoman, facing them.

"Are we moving again?" Peta asked suspiciously.

"No, honey," said her mother with a small laugh, "but I
do have something very important to tell you about. Do
you remember the story of how I came to this country?"

"You ran away," said Peta.

"No, not exactly."

"Your parents helped you escape the country so you
could have a better life," Lily elaborated.

"That's right," Anastasia replied. "But there's a lot
about my childhood that I haven't told you."

After a deep breath, Anastasia began to tell her
daughters all about growing up naked. The girls were
clearly stunned, but listened quietly as their mother
shared the true nature of her past. As she did, she
told them how wonderful it had been and how happy her
childhood had been. Nudism had been a wonderful
lifestyle, she claimed, although the girls seemed
skeptical.

"Which brings me to what I wanted to talk to you
about..."

Neither girl spoke.

"From this moment on, I will resume living as a
nudist."

With that, Anastasia rose to her feet, and undid the
sash of her robe. She shrugged it of and the garment
fell to the floor. She now stood in front of her two
daughters, totally naked. Her long, chestnut-colored
hair flowed down to her shoulders. Her skin was a
creamy white. Her D-cup breasts were still firm despite
breast-feeding two babies. A trim bush of pubic hair
crowned her vagina. She sat back down and both girls
looked away, embarrassed.

"Look at me," she said. "Both of you." Finally, the two
girls both looked at their nude mother. "I don't want
you to ever feel ashamed of your own body or anyone
else's. The human body is perfect and beautiful and
nudity is its natural state."

"This all seems so weird," said Lily.

"I know," replied her mother, "but you'll get used to
it."

"I am not sure I'll ever get used to seeing my mother
walk around naked all day."

"You'll feel more relaxed once you're walking around
naked all day too."

"Me?" cried Lily.

"What?" said Peta, at the same time.

"We are a family," said Anastasia, "and it's only right
that we make this change together. Understand this,
girls: this will not be a clothing optional house. It
will be a nudity-required house. I've decided to give
you a month to adjust but, after that, clothing will
not be allowed to be worn in this house."

"Mom!" Lily exclaimed. "You can't be serious!"

"I am completely serious, sweetie. I'm not doing this
to embarrass you. I'm doing it because I love you."

"What about going to school and stuff?" Peta asked.

"You can wear clothes outside, of course, but that's
all. When you're home, the clothes come off. That's the
rule. If I see either of you dressed anywhere except
the foyer or while you're getting ready to go out,
you'll be grounded for a month. And you WILL spend
every day of that month naked."

"What if people are here?" Lily asked angrily. "Do we
have to be naked around them, too?"

"No. We can't let anyone know about this. They wouldn't
understand. But I have a system worked out for that."

Anastasia explained her plan for how to deal with
guests. Because of the gate, no one could enter the
property without the code or permission to enter.
Therefore, they could be nude inside the house and even
in the yard or by the pool without anyone seeing. If
guests did show up, they would quickly get dressed and
no one would know the difference. Anastasia also had a
simple system divised to warn anyone coming home if
there were people inside. "If there is a car in the
driveway that's not mine, you'll know it's not safe to
be naked. Make sense?"

Both girls nodded.

"So, as I said, you'll both have one month to adjust.
Thirty days from now, I want you both naked round the
clock."

"I don't need a month," said Peta. "I think it sounds
fun!"

With that, the 10-year-old hopped off the couch and
began to undress. She peeled off the green-spagetti-
strap sundress she had been wearing and dropped it on
the floor. Like her mother, she had long, dark hair and
alabaster skin. Unlike her mother, however, her chest
was completely flat and lacked any hint of breasts on
her bony torso. She next pulled down her white, cotton
panties and kicked them aside. Then she spun around,
involuntarily giving her mother and sister glimpses of
her tiny, round butt and hairless slit.

"Socks, too, honey," her mother admonished.

Peta quickly sat back down on the couch and removed her
socks. Now she was as naked as her mother. "Look,
Mommy!" she exclaimed happily. "I'm a nudist!"

"You sure are!" Anastasia replied. "Why doesn't Mommy's
little nudist come give her a big hug?"

Peta ran into her mother's open arms and nudist mother
and daughter hugged warmly, and even kissed one another
on the lips. They both turned to face Lily.

"What do you say, Lily?" Anastasia asked. "Do you need
the month to wait or do you feel ready?"

"I don't know..." Lily said dejectedly.

"I know it seems completely foreign to you now, but
just try it. You'll love it, I promise. You can trust
me, sweetie."

Lily slowly rose to her feet. She pulled her skyblue t-
shirt off over her head and set it down on the couch.
Then she sat back down to remove her shoes and socks.
That done, she stood up again and unbuttoned the fly of
her jeans. She slid them down to her ankles and stepped
out. Now she wore only a matching black bra and
panties. She froze, afraid to continue. "You're almost
there," Anastasia said encouragingly. 

Finally, Lily reached behind her back and unhooked her
bra. It fell away slowly, revealing a pair of perfectly
sculpted, C-cup breasts which looked huge on her
petite, 5'2" frame. Swallowing hard, she slowly
wriggled out of her panties, revealing a dark, fuzzy
down of pubic hair. It was done. She was naked.

The moment she stepped out of her panties, something
shifted within her. Her fear and inhibition vanished.
She felt more liberated than she ever had in her life.
This was not like getting undressed to shower or change
clothes. This was freedom.

"So how is it?" Anastasia asked anxiously.

"Mom..." said Lily, then paused. "I think I need
another month..."

"That's OK," said her mother, slightly disappointed. "I
just hop..."

"...before I get dressed again," she continued,
"because this feels amazing!"
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