Casey's Fall Ch. 13

Ok, so there's only one choice for the moment, and that is to go along with it until an opportunity comes along to change it. It makes me sick just thinking about it, though.

Finally, she spoke.

"Look, I don't want to be a porn star," she began. "I don't even like people seeing me nude. As a matter of fact, I hate it, but it's not like I have a choice about it now. It's probably going to take me a long time to get used to it, if I ever do at all, but I'll agree for now to try to do whatever it is you want me to do. But I don't think I can ever forgive you for this, Jolene. Ever."

"I understand," Jolene gently replied. "Now, are you ready to take your first step and come with me to the salon? I hate to rush things, but the appointment is in an hour, so we really need to get moving."

While still angrier than she thought she ever could be, Casey knew she was cornered for the time being. Changing this situation wasn't going to happen today, or maybe not even a month from today. Even defying her sister wouldn't cut it with the indent laws. If Jolene couldn't manage her, then the State would take over and she would be sold to a stranger, which could be much, much worse than being Jolene's porn star. As much as she hated it, she would just have to play along for now. So, she nodded in sullen defeat, then showered and dried her hair.

She felt really weird not getting dressed, or at least wrapping herself in a towel before exiting the bathroom. She wondered if she ever would actually get used to it.

Oh God, I'm going out nude in public!

She was dreading it so much that she felt nauseous, but most of all right then she was not looking forward to permanently losing her pubes. Someone else was making a decision about her body, and that felt completely abhorrent.

Jolene was waiting for her in the living room holding the butt-plug as Casey came out of the bathroom.

"Don't forget your friend," she indicated with a smile.

"Do I seriously have to wear that thing, Jolene?" Casey asked, more than a little pissed.

"Yes, you're naked all the time now remember, and no one wants to see your asshole. This is much prettier. Plus, I thought it would make a good trademark for your brand. You don't have to wear it sleeping or running, but at all other times I expect you to wear it, ok?"

Casey reluctantly took it and angrily pushed it into her butt right in front of Jolene. She wasn't going to let her sister see she was beaten.

"I have an old pair of Chucks you can wear for now," Jolene added, pointing to the shoes. "You're allowed to wear shoes as a nudist. Tomorrow we'll drop around to our folks and get your stuff, but we'll probably need to buy you some decent heels for when you need to look a little classier. I've seen what you usually wear."

Casey put the shoes on, grateful that at least her feet would be protected from standing on anything sharp or getting completely filthy. Then she took her first steps into the daylight as a registered nudist. After furtively looking up and down the street, she left the safety of the house and quickly got into the passenger seat of Jolene's car.

Jolene drove to a salon in the shopping precinct downtown and found a park on the side of the busy street, not far from where Casey first had her hair dyed blonde. Casey started freaking out when she saw exactly what she was up against as the car came to a stop. There were people everywhere, and she was nude! Suddenly the prospect of losing her pubic hair was the least of her worries.

"Jolene. I-I can't," she stammered, suddenly realising the enormity of the situation.

"You can't what, Case?"

"I can't step out there like this!"

"Of course you can," Jolene assured her. "You already did when you went shopping, and when had lunch with your friends last weekend. The hard part is already over, and now you're legal too. No one can stop you now, even if they wanted to."

"But then I was doing it because I thought I was keeping you out of jail! This is way different."

"Casey, the only difference is now you're a real nudist," Jolene rationalised. "This is your life now and you need to accept it. C'mon, it's time for the new you to meet the world. The sooner you start dealing with it, the sooner it stops being a problem for you."

Jolene quickly realised that talking wasn't going to be enough, so she got out of the driver's side and walked around to Casey's door. Then she opened it and held out her hand. Casey was aghast that the door was now open. She just wanted to pull it shut again, but Jolene was now in the way.

"C'mon, Casey. Up you hop. This isn't going to go away. I'll be here with you every step. You have nothing to worry about."

Trancelike, Casey took Jolene's hand and accepted being lifted to her feet outside the car. She felt like her head was a balloon floating away in the sky, and she was barely aware of the door shutting behind her and the central locking activating.

People immediately started noticing and turning to watch. Casey certainly noticed them too. It felt like the world around her was in slow motion.

"Ok, this way," Jolene instructed as she set off walking, not giving Casey a moment to even gather her thoughts. In a panic about suddenly being left alone standing naked in the street, Casey quickly followed.

Reality came crashing back down and the world resumed its normal pace again as she stumbled as she stepped over the curb and nearly fell flat on her face.

OMG! I'm actually walking naked amongst the public on a busy downtown street! How can this be legal?

She looked around and saw that everyone else was wearing clothes except her, and they were all looking at her! And, just like her naked shopping mission, she heard all the usual comments about her nudity and her various body parts. She wanted to die right there, but she did her best to ignore them and keep walking. It was too late for anything else now, not that Jolene would have given her an out anyway.

Shops passed by. Cars slowed. People stared. Some even took out their phones and photographed her. Finally, they were entering the salon. Thankfully they were ready for her straight away, so she wasn't left standing around naked in the waiting area with people looking in at her from the street. She was ushered back into a private room containing a gurney draped with a white sheet and told to lay back and get comfortable.

An obviously gay man in a white lab coat minced in while humming to himself. Without a word, he started pasting a strange smelling goo over Casey's lower legs.

Pleased to meet you too… Feel free to go right ahead putting your hands all over my body…

"Hello! I'm Kevin. Sorry, busy day. Lots on my mind. You're going to love this, darling," he finally greeted. "Just one treatment and you'll never have to shave again."

"Err… hi," was the best Casey could manage in response.

"Ooh… you're a registered nudist," he commented as he spotted Casey's crescent tattoo. "You seem young for that. Been long for you, darling?"

"Um… no. First day actually. Still getting used to it," Casey replied honestly.

"Good for you! Ok, I guess you gotta look your best now that it's all out there. I don't blame you, honey. I'd be the same in your shoes. Can't have nasty hair and stubble to constantly deal with. Don't worry, we'll take care of that for you right away. You'll be as clean and hair-free as a newborn babe in no time, you'll see."

He proceeded pasting the goo everywhere she grew hair. Her arms and legs, her underarms, and of course her pubic area. He even had her roll on her side and applied it around her back passage, parting her cheeks with his latex-gloved hands as he lathered the goo inside her crack. He even touched her anus and around the lower part of her pussy lips as he gently coaxed her to raise her knee up! Was nothing sacred? It was beyond mortifying knowing that he couldn't just see her disgusting labia, he had actually touched them too!

Casey couldn't help but feel as if something was about to be stolen from her. If she somehow found a way to have her nudist registration reversed in the courts, she apparently would be stuck with a hairless pussy for life.

"Is this really permanent?" she asked.

"Sure is," Kevin responded, apparently oblivious to any sense of modesty she might have as he applied the solution to her private areas. "We treated our first clients with this solution over two years ago and none of them have grown a single nasty little hair since. We had one lady actually complain a few months after her treatment. Apparently, her husband used to like shaving her. Sorry, honey, those days are over for you now, we said, but think of the money you save in razors!"

Anger was suddenly added to Casey's humiliation to hear that, but she kept her mouth shut and fumed to herself. She liked her pubic hair. Shaving it off against her wishes was bad enough. Getting rid of it permanently was undignified, and an infuriating subversion of her personal autonomy. She wanted to stop this in its tracks right now, but it was probably too late anyway.

Oh God? Really? No pubes ever again?

The thought of it alone was beyond mortifying. People were going to see her like this!

After a few minutes, she felt an almost painful burning sensation on her skin wherever the goo had been applied, but it faded to almost nothing after about 10 minutes. Then Kevin wiped her whole body down with a wet cloth to remove it all, not even offering to let her take care of wiping her private areas herself. Afterwards, Casey reluctantly ran her fingers over her mound, afraid of what she might find, and noticed it still felt just as stubbly as before the procedure.

"Don't worry," Kevin assured her, noticing the puzzled expression on her face as he snapped his gloves off and threw them into a bin with the washcloth he had just used. "All of the follicles are dead now, but it'll take a day or two before all the little hairs fall out and it feels properly smooth."

Dead??

"Ok, you're all done now, darling," he continued. "You can hop down now."

Casey felt violated. She hated hearing that her follicles were "dead" now. Even more than that, she hated the thought of having to go back outside again now, like it was normal for her to be walking around nude in public, which she now realised it would be for her. Forever…

"Err… thanks," she replied, realising he was just doing his job, and had no idea she was there against her will.

"My pleasure, darling," he replied with a smile. "Ok, you come back now if you get any regrowth, even if it's just a single hair, ok?"

Casey just nodded and did her best to smile, before heading back out to the waiting area to find Jolene at the front counter paying for the treatment.

As she stepped out into the street again, everything suddenly felt even more surreal as the outrageousness of her situation deepened. She had now been naked for almost 24 hours straight, and she hadn't stopped feeling conspicuous for even a second. She was reminded of her nudity every time she looked down, or caught her reflection in a window, felt a breeze on her body, brushed past someone or something, or a heavy step caused things to jiggle. Not to mention the constant gawking and whispers all around her. Jolene annoyingly treated her no differently than if she was dressed.

"Let's get some lunch. Feel like a burger or something?" Jolene asked.

"Um... I'd actually like to go home," Casey replied.

"Nonsense! I'm starving. Let's go over there. My treat," Jolene decided, nodding to a kebab joint across the road.

As they crossed the road, a car almost crashed as the driver noticed the naked girl in front of him. Casey tried not to look, her face flushed with redness as she did her best to try to walk normally and not think about the fact that she was naked with a shaved pussy in the middle of the street downtown.

This is like my worst nightmare, and I want to wake up already!

Jolene selected a booth inside the restaurant. While it offered some privacy, Casey couldn't help but notice all of the people waiting for their orders kept glancing over and pointing. The usual silent starers were present as well. She was not comfortable in the slightest and wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.

Jolene finally finished her meal and was absent-mindedly watching the passing traffic outside, as if having lunch with a naked girl sitting across from her was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Jolene, can we go home now please?" Casey asked.

"Why, what's up?"

"I think I've had enough for one day," Casey replied with pleading eyes.

"Um… I was thinking about going for a walk on the beach together to help get you used to your new life, but I suppose you've done pretty well for your first day," Jolene replied. "Ok sure. I'm proud of you for getting this far. You took the bull by the horns and won, just like I knew you would."

Casey felt more than a little conflicted by the compliment. Did she have a choice in any of it anyway? Would her limits be forever tested and pushed? She guessed they probably would be. Getting used to being naked all of the time was something she didn't think she could ever do. When naked, she just always felt, well, naked.

As they walked back to Jolene's car, the whispers and comments around her continued.

She heard one man say, "You seem to have forgotten something, love."

Casey had had enough. She'd learned she'd been betrayed by her own sister and had lost her clothes, her dignity and now her pubes all in one day, and none of it by her choice. She stopped and turned to face him.

"REGISTERED NUDIST, YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!" she shouted at him while holding up her tattooed wrist up to his face.

"Oh… err…sorry," the man responded, obviously taken aback.

She turned back to see Jolene smirking. Casey rolled her eyes, put her head down and proceeded. There were no more whispers for the rest of the way to the car.

Once they got home, Jolene asked Casey to hold still while she had a close look at her pussy and made her lift up her arms so she could inspect her armpits as well.

"I still see stubble…" she commented with some disappointment.

"The dude said that it would take a day or two for all the hairs to fall out," Casey replied, mortified that her sister was inspecting her genitals and treating her like she was livestock.

"Oh good," Jolene responded with some relief. "I thought I might have wasted my money. I'll check again tomorrow, I guess. Ok, in the meantime I have a few domestic duties you'll need to attend to. You'll be doing the cooking, cleaning, laundry, yard work and anything else that needs doing, as well as helping to entertain any guests I might have. Come and I'll show you where everything is."

The joys of being an indent. Not just a permanently naked porn star, but a naked maid as well…

Jolene then took Casey on a tour of the house, showing her how various appliances operated and where all supplies were located. Casey was not particularly interested in these tasks but took heart knowing that at least they wouldn't involve showing off her body to anyone or doing anything sexual.

Later as she lay in bed, her mind was still reeling from everything Jolene had revealed to her, and from spending a large part of the day naked in public, which she knew was now something she would have to accept as normal in her life. She was still very upset about losing her pubes too but hoped she would get used to it in time. It wasn't like she had any say in the matter or could do anything about it now anyway. It was done.

As she drifted off to sleep, she wondered what fresh hells awaited her in the coming days, but at least for now no one was looking at her. Just as sure as death and taxes though, Casey knew that having a moment of privacy would be rare in her life. Her body was now permanently on display to both friends and strangers alike. She looked at the tattoo again and absentmindedly let her hand slip between her legs. She was wet…