The New Rules 62 and 63

By SuperEvil
superevil7@protonmail.com

Copyright 2025 by SuperEvil, all rights reserved

[13,862 words]

Chapter 62

Abbie knew she had her track meet coming up that afternoon, and so she and Blake opted to forgo their normal morning run and workout. It would do them no good to strain themselves before then, plus they would need all their energy for the competition. Abbie especially, who had already suffered through multiple orgasms that morning, and had a hunch those wouldn't be the only orgasms she would be receiving today.

Before she was to head to the meet, however, she and Blake were scheduled to go over to Miss Honey’s home. She had to wonder what the health teacher had in store for her, and why she could have possibly invited her, Blake, and Lauren to her house.

Abbie was contemplating that as water rained down onto her naked body. She was in the shower, and Blake had just finished washing her back. He told her to turn around and face him again, and as soon as she did, his hands latched onto and started to massage her already tender breasts.

Abbie made a sigh of pleasure for his efforts. “Wow, is it just me, or am I extra horny these days?” She asked him, with a slight giggle.

Blake couldn't help smiling, as he plucked at his girlfriend's nipples. “I think it's because you're finally being honest with yourself. You're not hiding that you love being naked and love being turned on about being naked.” He answered.

Abbie nodded her head. “Right. At least, now, I’m not hiding it from everyone that’s important to me. You know, and my mom knows, and everyone else here knows, like Adam and Maddie, but not everybody knows. I still need to go to school as a nudist. I can't come out to everyone as a full exhibitionist.” She made another sigh as he stroked one of her areolas softly, while reaching lower with his other hand to rinse off the soap from her outer labia.

“What about Timmy?” He laughed, and she nodded in confirmation. 

“Him too.”

“Well, why can't you? What would be so bad about people knowing you are an exhibitionist?” He stopped moving his hands to ask her earnestly.

Abbie let out a pained moan, mainly because he stopped touching her. “Blake!” Then she took the time to actually contemplate his question without the distraction of her private parts being played with. “I don't know?…” She paused, looking down at her naked body. Her horny naked body. Her nipples were puckered, and her lower lips not only had a bright pinkish hue, they were even flowered open, and she could see her white pearl peeking out. “I don't know? What if it's?... What if they shame me? Isn't it shameful for a girl to walk around naked and get off to it?” She looked up at him and bit her lip, her eyes pleading, almost asking him for permission to make her feelings acceptable.

He didn't really know how to answer her in a way that would make her feel better. “They might…” He made a slight frown at not being able to solve this for her. “But you know I will support you no matter what.”

Abbie couldn't help smiling at her boyfriend's reassuring words, but then another thought hit her. “But, what if I do tell everyone, and they don't let me go naked anymore?” As the words left Abbie’s mouth, she realized, for the first time, that was now an honest fear of hers. Even as he shut off the shower and started to dry her, and hugged her, the fear persisted, and she was sure that this was something that would always weigh heavily on her.

Blake and Abbie started the walk over to Miss Honey's house without much fan fare. She lived right on the other side of the park, and so the two of them had no trouble finding the address on Blake's phone. Abbie had not been brought to orgasm either during or after her shower, and so she was still half horny as she made the trip. She was also still left pondering Blake's earlier quandary about if she could really come out as a full-time exhibitionist. If she did, she would no longer feel like she was living a lie, but would people really accept her? Or would her peers, her teachers, or her friends shun her for having such a perverted reaction to being naked? No matter if she got friendly waves, surprised looks, or even a few cat calls and whistles, as she always did while out naked in public, she had to wonder if those same people would have the same reaction about her if they knew the truth about her. She feared the backlash from all of them if the lie of her being a nudist girl were shattered.

Blake could tell Abbie was distracted by her thoughts, but knew that it was his questions that were bothering her. Halfway through the park, he had asked her if she wanted to turn around and go back, but she had declined. He knew that would probably be her answer, and knew she just needed time to think about what he had said. Until she had made up her mind about how much of herself she really wanted to share publicly, he wanted her to feel safe and secure in the fact that he wasn't trying to push her one way or the other.

He took her hand, slowing their pace a little. Then he leaned into her, and spoke softly. “I hope you know that I wasn't trying to get you to tell everyone.”

Abbie smiled at him warmly, happy for the small interruption to her thoughts. “I know.”

“I'd be happy if you didn't want to tell anyone else. But I also wouldn't mind if you wanted to tell everyone.”

“I know.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek. Then she surprised him by reaching her hands down, spreading her lips, and lightly rubbing her clitoral hood with her index finger. Blake took a quick look around, but he was sure they were far enough away that no one was going to notice what she was doing, as long as she didn't keep it up forever. His eyes returned to her pussy, and seemingly locked there, making Abbie smile for his attention. “If someone caught me doing this right now, what do you think they would think?” She made a little moan, going up onto her tippy-toes for a second from the pleasure.

Blake's eyes darted to her face for a second, then to her perky breasts, watching them and the way that they shook from the undeniable pleasure she was feeling, before finally landing back on her spread pussy, where they would remain. “I think they might think any number of things.” He started to answer, adjusting his athletic shorts for his erection. “They could think I put you up to it, or that you lost a bet to me. Maybe they'd just think you're showing off to your boyfriend?” He licked his lips, as he realized that he was salivating.

Abbie nodded her head, even realizing that he might not see her do it, with where his eyes were focused. “Mmhumm. They might even think it's a shaming tactic used on naughty, horny nudist girls.” She said, remembering the excuse her mom had used with their neighbor earlier that morning.

“What? Who would believe that?” He laughed, brought out of the trance for a moment.

Abbie couldn't hold back her giggling, either. “That's what my mom told the neighbor this morning. She told him that she had caught me masturbating one too many times and that I needed to be shamed. He was really eager to stand there and shame me while my mom played with me in front of him.”

“And how did you feel about it?” He asked, taking the full sight of her in, and noticing how much more she was into touching herself now.

Abbie gathered a bit of her wetness on the end of her finger in order to rub her clit directly. She made a shudder, and then closed her eyes, looking to be in complete bliss. “Fuck! It was so hot. I don't know if he was able to tell that I was enjoying it, but he was laying the scolding on so thick, and my mom would just not stop! It was… Ungh!” She moaned with both excitement and surprise, as a runner had just come up behind her and brushed up against her arm.

The runner was a lady that seemed to be in her early twenties, clad in shorts and a tight tube top. “Excuse me, I…” The lady stopped, pulling out an earbud to apologize for bumping into Abbie and not watching where she was going. “You're… naked!”

“Ummm… Uhhh…” Abbie's face flushed hard, as she felt like she was caught with her hand in the proverbial cookie jar. She felt frozen, still with one hand holding herself open, and her other index finger pointing directly at her horny clit!

“I just thought you were wearing a tiny bikini, but you're completely naked!” The young woman seemed to be a mixture of shock and flabbergasted amusement. Her mouth hung open in a half laugh and half gasp. “And you're…!” Her eyes finally noticed where Abbie's hands were positioned. “Doing what???”

“Naughty girl!” Blake suddenly came over and wrapped an arm around Abbie's shoulder. Then he gave her clit a few quick pinches, making Abbie jump and let out a slight squeal. “Nobody said to stop.”

“Young man, what are you??...” The amusement seemed to leave the woman as she was just left in shock as Abbie started up her finger on her clit again.

“Sorry, miss. This young lady needs to learn how to act as a proper Feminudist.” Blake started to explain.

“Feminudist? What's that?”

“Equality of the sexes through female nudity.” Abbie explained, moaning through her teeth. She found it surprising hard not to show just how excited she was feeling to be touching herself in front of this random lady.

“I caught her masturbating in private. A Feminudist should never masturbate in private.” Blake told her. “So I brought her to a public place to do it in order to teach her a lesson.” Blake unwrapped his arm from Abbie’s shoulder and then shook the lady's hand. “Hi, I'm Blake Moss.”

“Molly Burgundy. So, you just brought her out here to masturbate… in public!... As a punishment?”

“That's right. Her mom is counting on me training her into the perfect little Feminudist. It doesn't hurt that she's so cute naked.”

“Blake!” Abbie complained, as the blush hit her cheeks, even if she loved being complimented by him.

“You must be joking?” Molly let out a scoffing laugh, but Blake could see that her eyes hadn't stopped watching the way that Abbie was touching herself.

“It's the God's honest truth, miss. Have you ever heard of Susan Larson, Esquire? Or Karen Stevens?” she made a little nod. “This is Susan's daughter, the progeny of the Feminudist movement, Abigail Larson.”

“I've heard of Karen Stevens, the attorney. She has those commercials on the radio.”

“Yeah, that’s her. Abbie's mom works with her. They’re both attorneys” Blake explained. “Here, I'll give you her mom’s phone number.” He said, exchanging the digits with the woman.

“So, Abbie Larson, Feminudist, huh?” Molly looked definitely amused now, but the story seemed to be too crazy not to be true. With her phone still in her hand, she held it up, and the clicking sound of the camera shudder was unmistakable to Abbie.

“Hey!” Abbie grumbled with annoyance. “You could at least ask first!”

Abbie’s complaint brought Blake's attention back to her, and he could see that her hips were now moving in a grinding motion. Despite her annoyance, she was getting close to orgasming. He felt a bit of amusement, almost skipping to move behind her. He knew she would complain about it, but that's what made it amusing to him, as he grabbed her wrists in a tight hold, and then captured them behind her back. “That's enough of that.” He chuckled, the teasing tone dripping from his voice.

“No, no, please! Blake, please! I was so close!” Abbie's voice called with a whine, like she was about to burst into tears. Her feet stomped up and down on the sidewalk like she was a petulant child that was not getting her way.

“Abbie, you need to learn how to control your arousal as a Feminudist. You're going to get horny sometimes, and there's not always going to be somebody there to watch you play with yourself. You have to learn how to wait.” Blake put on his scolding voice for her, but mainly for the lady watching them.

Molly once again found amusement in this peculiar situation, but she also found herself becoming excited. There was just something about the way that this boy was controlling this girl that was breaking down her normal barriers. Maybe she would have to make a call to this founder of Feminudism, Susan Larson, after all.

Abbie's loud outbursts were not only keeping the attention of the lady, but they were also drawing the attention of others in the area. Men, women, boys, and girls alike, were all gathering a short distance behind Molly to watch the bizarre display being put on by the naked girl and the boy seemingly in charge of her.

“What's going on?” One of the men asked.

“This girl is being taught a lesson. I guess she broke one of the rules of a Feminudist.” Molly explained softly to the crowd.

“Oh, my daughter is a Feminudist.” Another woman in the crowd spoke up. Then she turned towards her daughter and said, “Give me your clothes, dear. I think you should join her.”

“Aw, but mom!” The teenage girl complained, while an older boy next to her, most assuredly her brother, started to chuckle. Without waiting, the boy reached over and pulled the girl's T-shirt up and over her head, then tossed it away from her! “Hey!” The girl complained, but her brother had already taken hold of her jean shorts, and in one fluid motion, dropped them down to her ankles, along with her panties! “Stop it! Mom, tell him to stop!” The girl tried to struggle away from him, but it was no use. With her shorts and panties around her ankles, she could hardly walk, and her brother had just taken hold of the strap of her bra that ran behind her back. He used it to manhandle and maneuver her into position until she was facing the crowd, then with seemingly practiced precision, he unhooked the clasps and had her bra removed before she could even know it was missing! She had been too focused on covering up her shaved bare pussy with both hands to realize what he was doing. Finally, he captured the girl's arms behind her back, much like Blake had done to Abbie, allowing the crowd to get their first full look at the naked teenage beauty. “Asshole! I swear I'm going to get you back for this!” The girl's mouth sprayed spittle as she shouted in anger. Her face turned a deep shade of red, as the humiliation of being outside naked hit her like a ton of bricks. What she found even worse was the amount of people laughing at her. She went to school with a few of the other teens in the crowd, boys and girls, and she knew she'd never be able to live this down. This was way worse than the Feminudist meeting her mom had made her attend at Burger Mountain. At least then, she was surrounded by other naked girls. She glanced back, finding that the naked girl that had started all of this had disappeared! Now she was truly the lone naked girl!

Abbie and Blake had used the distraction of the girl being stripped to make their getaway. They ran from the crowd of people that had gathered. “Did you see that? They're making her go naked like me?” Abbie asked him, half in disbelief.

Blake chuckled. “Yeah, that was crazy! I mean, I guess I didn't expect it, but I shouldn't be surprised. I wonder how many other girls are going naked because of your mom and Feminudism, and the meeting." He said, looking at her. “I'm sure there are a lot more of them than we realize. I wonder if any of them are exhibitionists, too?”

“I... I never thought of that...” Abbie responded, while looking at him with her mouth hanging open. She had a contemplative expression on her face that Blake had learned how to read. He could tell that she was thinking about something deeply.

“What is it, Babe?” He asked her. They were walking slowly, and their pace came to a slow crawl. “Talk to me.” He encouraged her.

Abbie looked up at him, her expression still thoughtful. “I was just thinking… I was just realizing that there could be so many other girls like me.” She shrugged. “I mean, I know that there are a lot of girls who are now following the rules of Feminudism, but I'm talking about the ones who get turned on by it.” She made a little blush, trying to walk a step ahead of him to try and hide it. No matter how many times she admitted to being an exhibitionist, she always found herself reacting with embarrassment. “What if there are a bunch of us? Maybe I'm not alone?” She turned back to him, and even though he could see her nipples were still erect, he couldn't be certain if that was due to the morning's sexual arousal, the excitement of playing with herself, or her thinking about the other girls being exhibitionists like her.

Blake gave her a warm smile. "That would be something, right? You'd no longer be alone. I mean, heck, we've seen a ton of girls get off being naked ever since this started. Gwen, your sister, both of mine, Sam. Even your mom. Maybe they all feel the same way as you?"

"Blake! That's it!" Abbie said, suddenly full of excitement.

"That's what?"

Abbie didn't answer him, instead, turning to sprint away. "Hey! Abbie, where are you going?!" He called after her, not sure whether he should follow or not.

"I need to talk to Miss Honey!" She answered over her shoulder, giving Blake a slight glimpse at her bouncing breasts. "Last one there is a rotten egg!" She giggled, slowing to let her boyfriend catch up with her, before resuming her faster pace.

They quickly arrived at Miss Honey's apartment building. Abbie ran up to the front door, leaving Blake to catch his breath, and rang the buzzer. Finally, the door opened, and Miss Honey was standing there with a smile on her face. She was wearing a light summer dress, but without underwear, as the two teens could clearly see the woman’s nipples pushing out the cloth on her chest. "Oh, you two are finally here! Come in, come in! I’m glad you were able to find the place in a timely manner." Miss Honey said with a smile, though one that tugged at the edge of Abbie’s worries.

“We’re, uh, on time, right?” Abbie asked, finding herself remembering the teacher’s warning from when they were at the dance about being late.

“Just.” Miss Honey never lost her smile, but Abbie could see there was something wicked behind her eyes, by the way she was looking at her now. The teacher turned, and made a gesture for them to follow. Abbie still wanted to discuss her sudden bright idea with Miss Honey, but figured this was not the time to do so. It would have to wait until later.

"We were just getting a bit of exercise in. Running." Blake felt the need to explain, his breath still coming in small pants. He followed Abbie inside and up the stairs, finding himself once again reaping the benefit of having an always naked girlfriend, as he was able to watch her tight bottom and get glimpses between her legs as she climbed the stairs.

Miss Honey led them down a hallway, past several doors. "This building has several apartments. This is where Ms. Bruster lives." Miss Honey pointed to a door. "And here is where I live, and where I'll be taking the two of you." Miss Honey opened the door to the last apartment on the left, and ushered the two teens in.

Inside, Abbie found a living room with a sofa, and two large recliners off to one side. But what really caught her attention was who was kneeling in the center of the room! It was the little blonde, Lauren, kneeling on the carpeted floor. She was naked, of course, but what surprised her most was that she wasn't alone. Next to her was the school principal, Ms. Bruster. Both of them were kneeling in a classic submissive pose, their knees spread apart, and their backs arched, thrusting their breasts forward. Their arms were behind them, and their hands were crossed behind their backs.

The other thing Abbie noticed was that there seemed to be something wrapped around both submissive female's necks. Lauren's a bubblegum pink, and Ms. Bruster's a deep blue, both of which stood out against their pale, bare skin. That's when Miss Honey turned to Abbie and held out a similar red one. "Before you come in fully," The health teacher spoke, "you'll need to put this on."

"Uhhh, a collar??" Abbie asked, a little wide-eyed, looking at the red leather item in Miss Honey's hand.

"It's a shock collar," Miss Honey answered, and then she smiled. "You know, for the submissives to wear."

Abbie made a slight gasp. "A shock collar! You want me to wear a shock collar??" Abbie repeated, her voice rising an octave.

"Of course, silly. You can't be in here without one!" Miss Honey laughed. "I wouldn't let Natalie in here without one, and she's my girlfriend."

Abbie blinked. "But... I don't even know what's going on here!"

"Blake, maybe you better explain it to her." The teacher held the shock collar out to him instead, which he quickly took.

"Miss Honey invited us here so that Robert and I can learn a little more about how to take care of our submissive girls properly." He moved in close to Abbie, wrapping the leather collar around her neck slowly. She made no move to stop him, so he found the latch and secured it, making sure it was snug around his girlfriend's neck.

“If you’re going to be walking around naked all the time, we can’t have you girls caring on the way you were at school last night. That’s going to give away the game. I’m going to teach the boys how to dominate you, so that they can keep cooler heads about when it’s appropriate for you girls to let loose.” Miss Honey added, watching as Abbie got used to the collar now wrapped around her neck. "There's a little tool needed to undo that. You won't be able to take that off without our help." She explained, giving the girl a mischievous grin. She couldn't help feeling a little buzz, as Abbie felt around the tight collar now secured around her neck for any weak point, but finding none, just as Lauren had done when she had arrived.

Abbie felt apprehensive about the shock collar now fitted around her neck, the leather restrictive against her skin. But she trusted Miss Honey, who had never shown her any malice, always supporting her through her transition into public nudity. She remembered how the teacher had defended her at the health presentation and encouraged her to embrace her body. Taking a deep breath, Abbie decided to go along with whatever the teacher had planned for her.

"Robert?" Abbie asked, as she tested the collar's tightness, just now noticing him seated off in a corner of the room.

"Hi." Robert said shyly from the recliner he was sitting in. He was watching Lauren and Ms. Bruster intently, as if studying their every move. Both of them were completely naked except for their collars. Lauren's hair was in a loose ponytail, while Ms. Bruster's was pulled back into a tight bun. "Hey, Abbie." The boy waved, seemingly enjoying his superior position to them at the moment.

"Blake, why don't you come over to the couch." Miss Honey motioned towards the sofa. "Sit down and make yourself comfortable. We're just about to start the training session." Then she turned towards Abbie, her grin turning stern. "You, down on the floor with the other submissives! Now!!" She barked at her. “I want you to position yourself exactly as they are, Abbie.”

Abbie jumped at her teacher's harsh tone, feeling a bit scared. She looked to Blake, and then to Robert, and then to Lauren and Ms. Bruster, who were both on the floor, still kneeling submissively. She slowly walked over to the other two naked girls, and then got down on her knees beside them. She mimicked their pose, spreading her knees apart and arching her back, pushing her chest out. She put her arms behind her and crossed her wrists. She felt a bit awkward, and she was nervous. But she was also excited.

Abbie could feel her perception of Principal Bruster shifting. She was once one of the top authorities in her life, but now they were reduced to the same level. Lauren too, as their apparent rivalry no longer seemed to matter, as they were both being made to kneel naked on the floor and present themselves in the same way.

Miss Honey moved to stand in front of the three naked girls. She looked them over, her eyes scanning their bodies. She reached out and lightly touched Lauren's breast, her fingers brushing against the girl's nipple. Lauren gasped, but didn't move. Miss Honey then did the same to Abbie and Ms. Bruster. All three girls had their nipples harden under the health teacher's touch. Miss Honey then stepped back, admiring the three naked girls, before turning towards the boys. "Now, then, this is where the fun begins. You're both here to learn about the basics of being a dominant. I know you've had some experience, but there's a lot to learn. Today, we'll be focusing on how to properly care for and discipline your submissive girl. Let's get started, shall we?" She turned to face the naked girls, standing in front of them with her hands on her hips. "Each of you, turn and face the opposite direction." The three naked girls did as she asked, turning to face away from her. "Now, I want you to spread your legs apart. Wider. Wider!" Miss Honey ordered, and the girls did as she asked. "Good. Now, arch your backs, and stick those bottoms out." The girls all did as they were asked. "Now, hands behind your heads, and keep your arms straight."

The three girls did as they were asked. Lauren, Abbie and Ms. Bruster were now in a new submissive position, their legs spread wide, their asses sticking out, and their hands clasped behind their heads. Miss Honey smiled and nodded approvingly. She looked at each of the naked girls, admiring their naked bodies. Then, she turned to address the boys. "Gentleman, I present to you, the present position." She moved over to Lauren, and lightly smacked the naked girl's bare bottom. "This is a good way to inspect your submissive girl, spank her, or just to admire her beauty."

"Can we touch them?" Robert asked, looking at the three naked girls with hungry eyes.

Miss Honey laughed. "No, no, no. Not yet. You'll have your chance later. First, let's talk about the rules. There are a few rules that you need to follow when dealing with a submissive girl." The teacher began to list them off on her fingers. "One, never hit a submissive girl in anger or out of frustration. If you need to punish her, start with the shock collars. If that doesn't work, then you can move to spanking. You can use a paddle, or a flogger, or even your hand, but only as a last resort."

"Hold on. Spanking?" Blake interrupted. "I'm not really sure if I'm comfortable with that..." He glanced over at Abbie, and she was looking at him, too. She had a look in her eyes, a mixture of fear and excitement.

"Blake, I can assure you that it's not as bad as you think. It's a common form of punishment for a submissive girl. Trust me, she'll enjoy it. Even if she doesn't enjoy the actual act of being spanked, she'll enjoy the fact that she's being punished for being naughty." Miss Honey explained.

"It's not..." Blake hesitated, before explaining what had happened with his older sister when he was made her disciplinarian by his mother. "I got so angry at Heather for putting Abbie in jeopardy. I just… Something could have happened to Abbie, and I don't know what I would have done to Heather if it had... But I don't want to ever feel that way again. Not towards my sister, and certainly not towards Abbie." The young teen had an obvious pained expression on his face.

"Man, don't be so harsh on yourself." Robert put a hand on his shoulder. "Everyone makes mistakes."

"Blake..." Abbie spoke up, though she wasn't sure if she was allowed. "Miss Honey, may I say something?" The woman just nodded, knowing when something should be taken seriously. "Blake, hun, the kind of spanking Miss Honey is talking about is not the same thing as the one you gave Heather. It's meant to be fun, and..." She bit her lip, "I think it will be fun to give it a try." She couldn't stop from blushing at him. "I'm open to trying it if you are. If you don't like it, we never have to do it again."

"Abbie," Blake shook his head, "you don't know what you're getting yourself into. I'm not sure I'm ready to be responsible for that kind of thing."

"You don't have to be, sweetie." Miss Honey came over to stand beside him and put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I'm going to teach you how to take control in a safe manner. You'll learn how to read your submissive girl's body language and know when to stop. I'm going to help you understand what your girl likes and what she doesn't." The health teacher leaned in closer to Blake and whispered into his ear, "It's not as hard as you think, and I'll be right here if anything happens. I know when it’s time to stop, and I’m going to teach you how to recognize when it’s time to stop, too. Trust me, she'll enjoy it." She stepped back, looking at him. "Are you ready to give it a try?"

Abbie could see that he was still unsure. She smiled at him encouragingly. "Blake, I'm ready if you are." She told him. She could see him looking at her, his eyes scanning her body, from her feet to her face. She could see the lust in his eyes, and she felt a shiver run through her body. She wanted him to take control of her, to dominate her, to spank her and punish her. She wanted to be his little naked slave.

"ok." Blake finally said, nodding his head. He was still feeling hesitant, but was willing to try it for Abbie, if this was what she really wanted. It helped that Miss Honey has told him she’d be there to stop things if they got too intense. "Let's do this." He turned to look at Abbie again. "I'll try it." He said, and she could hear the determination in his voice.

Miss Honey clapped her hands together. "Wonderful! Let's get started." She said with a smile. "Now, I want you to stand behind your girl. You can start by giving her a few light slaps on the ass." The health teacher instructed the young man. "Just to get her warmed up."

Blake walked over to where Abbie was standing, her legs spread wide and her hands behind her head. Her pussy was on full display, and she could feel his eyes on her. She looked over her shoulder at him, and he was staring at her ass. She felt a shiver run through her body, and she could feel her pussy getting wet, as it reminded her of the first time he had seen her naked. She was excited, but also a little scared.

"ok," Blake said, taking a deep breath. He reached out and touched her butt with his hand. He lightly rubbed her cheek, then he pulled his hand back and gave her a light slap on her bottom. He did it again, a little harder this time, and Abbie felt a surge of pleasure run through her body. "Is this ok?" Blake asked, finding that Abbie’s excited reaction was alleviating his worries.

"Yes!" Abbie responded with a gasp, finding the experience more sensual than painful. This was nothing like any of the other spankings she had received in her life.

Without warning, Miss Honey used the remote to shock Abbie! "You will address your superiors as sir or miss!"

Abbie's whole body shook for half a second from the surprise jolt from her collar, and she let out a little yip, but then a giggle. "Yes, miss. Yes, sir." She corrected herself, still wondering just what exactly she had gotten herself into.

"Good." Blake said, and he began spanking her ass, starting with light slaps and gradually building up the intensity. Abbie moaned and whimpered as he spanked her, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, and she knew that she was feeling a sexual arousal the likes of which she had never experienced before. She never knew she could get turned on by a spanking. She could feel her breasts swaying as she was spanked, and she could hear Blake's heavy breathing. She was enjoying it, and she could tell that he was, too. She was his little naked slave, and she loved it. It was like she was finding where she was meant to be for the first time in her life! 

Lauren and Ms. Bruster were being made to watch as Abbie was spanked. They couldn't look away, and they were sure that they were next. They knew that they were in for a rough morning, but they were both secretly looking forward to it.

"Very good, Blake." Miss Honey said with a smile. "You're doing very well. Now, it's time for Robert to get in on the action." She turned to Robert and motioned for him to come over to where Lauren was standing. "Robert, take position behind Lauren, just like Blake." The health teacher instructed.

Robert did as he was told, standing behind Lauren. "What do you want me to do?" He asked, looking at his crush and girlfriend naked and presented before him. His eyes scanned her svelte body, from her toned legs to her pert little breasts and back down to her smooth pussy. He wanted to touch her, to tease her, to feel her shiver with delight for him again, like she had done in her front yard yesterday. He wanted to feel her shiver with unbridled horniness again because of him!

"Start by spanking her lightly, just like Blake did with Abbie. Then, once she's warmed up, you can start to increase the intensity." Miss Honey explained.

"Wait, I don't know if I want to be!..." Lauren started to complain, but she was interrupted by a sudden sharp smack to her ass! Robert had smacked her without warning, causing her to gasp in surprise. "Hey!" She complained, turning her head to look back at him, but she could see him smirking at her outbursts. She knew that he was enjoying himself, and she couldn't help but feel a little turned on by it. She was enjoying the position she was in, even if she didn't want to admit it. She was naked, on display, and at the mercy of her boyfriend. It was exciting, and she couldn't deny it.

"I think you're enjoying yourself, Lauren." Miss Honey said with a knowing smile. "If you're not, then just say 'bubblegum' and we'll stop everything. That's your safeword, girls. Otherwise, no talking, or you'll get a zap just like Abbie. Submissive girls only speak when spoken to. Now, let's continue with the lesson." The health teacher turned her attention back to Robert. "Good work, Robert. Now, keep spanking her, but increase the intensity a little. Don't be afraid to really make her ass red." She instructed.

Robert did as he was told, continuing to spank Lauren. He was enjoying the feel of her smooth skin, and the way she was responding to his touch. She was moaning softly, and her body was shaking as he spanked her. He could feel his dick getting hard as he continued, and he knew that he was enjoying it just as much as she was.

"Excellent, Robert." Miss Honey said with a smile. "You're doing a great job. Now, let's move on to the next part of the lesson."

The next part of the lesson involved using a riding crop on the naked girls. Miss Honey produced two long, black leather crops, one of which had a little leather loop at the end. She handed one to each of the boys, and instructed them on how to use them. Each boy took their turn with the crop, going light on the girls on this occasion, since they had already had a hand spanking. They started by lightly tapping the girls on their behinds, then they moved on to the thighs, and then the backs of their legs, where they kept most of their focus with the riding crops. The boys were enjoying the power that they had over the girls, and they were loving the way that the girls were responding to their touches. They were moaning and whimpering, and their bodies were shaking as they were spanked. The boys were completely hard by this point, and they knew that they were all definitely having a good time!

Lauren and Abbie both had their mouths open, and their tongues hanging out, as they panted from being worked over. The boys had just finished spanking them, and the girls were exhausted. They were both breathing heavily, and they were both feeling a little sore. Their bottoms were red, and they were both feeling a little dizzy, but they were also both feeling incredibly horny, and they were both looking forward to what their health teacher was going to cook up for them next. They were both hoping it would lead to their release.

"You girls are doing great." Miss Honey announced, looking between each of their bare legs to verify their excitement. "I'm sure we all know what you're looking forward to, but before we get to that, I have two more tasks for you to complete today. The first one is a test." She paused a beat, noting that both Abbie and Lauren seemed to tense up a little. She chuckled. "Nothing too difficult, I assure you. Turn around and face your boyfriends." She explained, and the girls complied, wondering what they would be doing next. "Now, spread your legs. Make sure those little horny pussies are showing to your masters fully." The already horny girls could feel their arousal, and now with their legs spread, it was on complete show for the boys. "And finally, I want you to grab those wet little lips of yours and pull them open as far as they can go." Both girls made a gasp at the final instruction, but they were too horny to refuse any order given to them at this point. "Now, the test will begin."

"Wait, I thought this was the test." Lauren started to say, but suddenly felt a short bolt of electricity flowing from her neck throughout her entire naked body! "Ah!" She gasped, making a small jump, but the sudden shock soon turned into amusement for her. She let out a giggle, before resuming the position she was meant to be in. "Sorry, miss."

"That's alright, Lauren. You're here to learn." Miss Honey said with a smile, picking up her smartphone. "Now, the test. I'm putting 30 seconds on the timer. When I say go, I want you both to rub those needy little clits of yours as fast as you can, but you're not allowed to cum. I will, however, allow you to moan and speak for the duration. Just a warning, if either of you do cum... Well, let's just say, those spankings you just got will seem like nothing compared to what you'll get." She smirked at their sudden wide eyes. "Ready, set, go!"

"Wait! What!? Fuck!" Abbie exclaimed, starting to rapidly rub her clit with her finger. Between the shower earlier, masturbating in the park, and the erotic spanking her boyfriend had just given her, she was already so worked up! She was so worked up, she was worried she wouldn't even last 3 seconds, let alone 30! Every frantic stroke she made was a test of her own willpower to succeed at Miss Honey’s test.

Lauren wasn't doing much better. Even without the earlier stimulation, she had become totally engrossed by the horny spanking she had received. Her pink tongue hung out of the side of her mouth, as she stroked the top of her pussy and her clit. Her little hips were wiggling around uncontrollably, and her eyes were watering. But just as she felt the orgasm inside of her reaching that point of no return, Miss Honey's timer went off! "Oh, thank god!" The little blonde girl praised, huffing and puffing, and thankful she hadn't broken the no cumming rule.

Abbie had survived the time too, but only just survived. Her whole body had now taken on a reddish pink tone, as sweat was pouring out of all pores. Some of the long strands of her hair were even sticking to her forehead. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I want to cum so much! Please!" She begged, as she forced herself to stop, though she wasn't even sure who she was begging to. She just knew she needed the promised release, and soon! "Sorry, miss." She said, as she realized she was speaking after the timer had gone off.

"That's alright Abbie." Miss Honey said, hoping that the boys were picking up, that the girls were now at their total mercy because of how horny they were. "Alright, gentlemen," She turned her attention to the dominant males in the room, "it looks like your girls have passed the test." Miss Honey said with a smile, and the boys nodded. "I think it's time for our girls to get a nice little reward for their obedience, don't you?" The teacher had a devilish grin on her face as she pulled something from her bag. It was three leashes, matching the exact colors of the collars the submissive girls were wearing! "Here, boys. Clip these to their collars! We're going for a walk in the park!" She handed them the leashes.

"What??" Lauren asked in shock.

"You’re going to walk us around the park???" Abbie repeated, just as shocked as her rival. "On a leash!!!"

"That's right." Miss Honey said. "You're going to get some fresh air. And you're going to be naked, of course, but this time, there's going to be no question of your status."

Chapter 63

While Abbie was getting ready for her very submissive and public leash walk, Adam had taken Sam home after the sleepover. "You need to help your brother get used to the ideas of Feminudism," He had been saying, as they walked up the walk to her front door.

"Isn't my mom enough for that?" Sam asked him, feeling like she shouldn't have to be naked in front of her brother in order to help him adjust to this new naked girl policy.

"Not at all. He needs to see his big sister having fun being naked." He said with a mischievous smirk. "He looks up to you, you know. He needs to see how much fun you have when you're naked. I think it'll help him. But I think it'll also help you, too, you know? He's not the only one who's nervous about this whole thing, is he?"

"No..." Sam admitted, looking away. Her hand reached for the door handle, hoping that this would be the end of the conversation.

"Sam," Adam said, putting his hand on her shoulder. "I know this is hard, but I think it's going to be good for you, too. You need to learn not to be scared of your nudity."

Sam stepped inside the little foyer entryway at the front of her house. "Suddenly you're sounding very mature, Adam. What happened to the boy that wanted to take advantage of us naked girls for our nudity?" She teased.

He laughed. "I still want that, I just want to make it more equal, you know? It's not fair for you to be scared of something that we both enjoy, and I think it's important that we learn how to have fun together, and for you not to feel ashamed of yourself."

Suddenly, Hank came bounding down the stairs, his feet slamming hard into the tiled floor at the bottom of the staircase. "Hey Sam!" He called out, a wicked grin forming on his face, as he realized that his sister was naked once again. He had been hearing all the talking downstairs, and had been waiting for her to come home so he could tease her about her nakedness.

"Hi, Hank." Sam responded, looking away from her little brother. She could see the smirk already twisting his lips. She could feel her body blushing, and she wanted to run away and hide, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to. Not with Adam watching her. No, she needed to learn not to be scared of her nudity. And it had been a lot of fun at Adam's house.

"Have fun at your boyfriend's house?" Hank asked her, giving her a knowing look. He made a kissy face at both teens. "Did you guys smooch!?"

"Uhh..." Sam hesitated, feeling embarrassed.

Adam stepped in. "We did, and we had a great time, too. Thanks for asking."

Hank laughed, clearly enjoying his sister's discomfort. "That's great. So, you’re gonna be naked every time you're home then, huh?"

"No." Adam responded, and Sam's heart started to rise, thinking that he had changed his mind, but then he continued. "She'll probably be naked most of the time, actually. She's learning to love her nudity." Sam felt her face heat up, as her little brother laughed at her. Why did she always have to feel like she was being judged? Why couldn't she just have fun like her boyfriend was telling her to do?

Adam put his hand on Hank's shoulder, giving him a light but firm squeeze. "Hey, that's enough, buddy. What did we talk about?"

Hank looked up at Adam with wide eyes, his smirk quickly fading. He seemed to remember their earlier conversation.

"We talked about being nice to Sam when she's naked," Hank mumbled, looking down at his feet.

"That's right," Adam nodded, his tone softening slightly. "She's your sister, and she's trying to get used to this whole thing, just like you are. How would you feel if someone made fun of you?"

Hank shuffled his feet, still not meeting Sam's eyes. "I wouldn't like it."

"Right." Adam turned to Sam, who stood there with a surprised expression. "See? He's learning."

Sam looked between Adam and her brother, feeling a bit of the tension leave her shoulders. "Thanks," she said quietly.

"No problem," Adam replied. "Now, Hank, why don't you tell your sister something nice? Since you're getting to see her naked, you should appreciate how pretty she looks."

Hank's face turned red as he glanced quickly at Sam, then back to the floor. "You... you look pretty, Sam. Naked or not." The words seemed to pain him, but he managed to get them out.

Sam couldn't help but smile at her brother's obvious discomfort. "Thanks, Hank."

"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" Adam said, ruffling Hank's hair. 

"Hey, kids!" Sam's mother walked in, her large breasts leading the way. She gave a blush as she saw Adam was with her daughter, and more importantly, that he was seeing her nudity. She gave him a shy little smile and wave. "Hello, Adam. Nice to see you again." She gave the kids a questioning glance. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Oh, nothing, mom. We're just getting used to the new rules, that's all," Hank replied, shooting a look at Adam, who nodded in approval.

"I'm going to bake some cookies in a bit if you want some. Otherwise, what are you kids going to get up to today? Video games like usual? Or are you going to do something else?" Sam's mom asked, her hand moving to instinctively cover her bare pussy as she spoke. She gave Adam an awkward smile. "You know, that trampoline out back has been sitting unused for months."

Sam's face turned completely pale as she stared at her mother, her eyes wide with horror. She couldn't believe her mother had just suggested that. Jumping on the trampoline? Naked? With Adam and Hank watching? Her heart started to pound in her chest as she imagined her boobs bouncing wildly while she jumped, her legs spreading, and her pussy completely exposed to her brother and her boyfriend. "Mom!" Sam gasped, her voice shaky.

Sam's mother seemed to finally realize what she had suggested, and her blush deepened. "Oh! I... I didn't mean... I just meant..." she stammered, her eyes darting between her naked daughter, her son, and Adam. She cleared her throat, looking flustered. "Well, it's a nice day for it," she finished weakly, her face now almost as red as Sam's had been moments before.

Hank, however, was grinning from ear to ear. "Can we, Sam? Please? I bet you'd look really pretty bouncing up and down!" he said, using the words Adam had just told him to say to her, against her. His voice filled with excitement at the prospect of seeing his naked sister on the trampoline. "And it would be a good workout! We could all use one, right, Adam?"

Adam, for his part, was trying not to laugh. He gave Hank a subtle wink, and then turned to Sam with a serious expression. "You know, it is a good idea, Sam. It would be a good workout for all of us." His voice was teasing, but also had an air of command. Sam knew she wasn't getting out of this one.

Adam grinned as he saw the look of horror on Sam's face. "Come on, it'll be fun," he said, trying to sound encouraging. "It's a beautiful day out, and we don't want to waste it, do we? Bedsides, your backyard is fenced in." He looked at Hank, who was practically bouncing with excitement at the thought of seeing his naked sister jumping on the trampoline.

Sam's face was bright red as she looked from her brother to her boyfriend and back again. "I..." she started, but couldn't find the words to protest. She knew that Adam was right, and that she had agreed to learn to love being naked, but this seemed like too much. The thought of her boobs bouncing and her pussy being on full display for her brother and her boyfriend was almost more than she could bear.

"Please, Sam?" Hank asked, giving her his best puppy dog eyes. "It'll be fun, I promise!"

Sam sighed, knowing that she was beaten. "Fine," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But only for a little while."

Adam couldn't help but smile at her reluctant agreement. "Great!" he said, rubbing his hands together. "Let's go, then!"

The three of them headed out to the backyard, with Sam trailing behind them. She couldn't believe she was actually going to do this. As they approached the trampoline, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. This might just be one of the most embarrassing she'd ever been asked to do!

"Alright, shoes and socks off." Adam told the siblings, eyeing Sam in particular. "You can't wear those on the trampoline." He grinned, as they all slipped off their footwear. He couldn't wait to see Sam jump.

"You guys first!" Sam said, her voice shaking, and she gave her little brother a push in the shoulder. She couldn't believe she was about to do this.

Adam looked at Hank, who looked a little disappointed that he wasn't going to see his sister jumping first, but he nodded. "Ok," he said, as he and Hank climbed onto the trampoline. They began to jump, their bodies moving in perfect sync. Sam watched, her face burning with embarrassment as she saw how her brother and her boyfriend looked at her, their eyes roaming over her naked body as they jumped.

"Your turn, Sam," Adam said, his eyes twinkling. "Come on, we don't bite."

"Speak for yourself," Hank muttered under his breath, making Sam's blush deepen even further. But she couldn't back out now. With a deep breath, she climbed onto the trampoline, her body trembling with nerves as she felt the stretchy nylon beneath her feet.

"Jump!" Adam commanded, and Sam hesitated for a moment before she began to bounce, her body moving awkwardly at first as she tried to find her rhythm. But as she continued to jump, she found herself relaxing, her body moving more naturally. She even started to enjoy it a little bit, feeling the wind on her skin as she jumped.

"Wow, you look great, Sam!" Hank called out, and she couldn't help but smile, feeling a little proud of herself. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.

"Yeah, you're doing great, Sam!" Adam agreed, and Sam felt her heart swell with happiness as she continued to jump.

But the boys were not watching her face. Adam and Hank were both staring at her boobs, as they bounced and jiggled with each jump. They were mesmerized by the way her nipples moved up and down, and the way her areolas wobbled. It was a sight to behold, and they couldn't look away.

Sam's pussy was also on full display as she jumped. Her smooth, shaved slit glistened in the sunlight, and her clit was just starting to peek out from between her folds. Her pussy was wet, and with each jump, it seemed to be getting wetter.

Sam, for her part, was trying her best to ignore the fact that she was naked and jumping on a trampoline. She was trying to focus on the fact that she was having fun and that she was getting a good workout, but it was hard to ignore the feeling of her boobs bouncing and her pussy on full display.

As she continued to jump, she could feel her arousal building, her clit swelling, and her pussy getting wetter. She was starting to feel a little less embarrassed, but she was also getting turned on, and she couldn't deny it. She tried to just rationalize that it was just Adam watching her, but she couldn't deny that the smirk on her brother's lips was having an effect on her too.

"Hey, Hank, let's give her some space." Adam said, motioning for Hank to get off the trampoline. "I want to see her really bounce!"

"Ok." Hank said, climbing off the trampoline, his eyes still fixed on his naked sister. He couldn't wait to see her jump on her own.

Sam blushed, feeling even more exposed as she was left alone on the trampoline. But she was also feeling a little excited, and she couldn't deny it. She was starting to enjoy the attention, and she was feeling a little naughty, knowing that her brother and her boyfriend were watching her. She began to jump even harder, her body moving faster and faster as she bounced higher and higher.

"Wow, Sam, you're really getting into it!" Adam called out, his voice full of admiration.

"Yeah, you look great, sis!" Hank added, and Sam couldn't help but smile at his words.

"Thanks," she said, her voice a little shaky. She was still self-conscious, but she was also proud of herself for sticking it out.

She jumped even harder, her boobs bouncing and jiggling even more, and her pussy getting wetter and wetter. On each jump, she began pinching her nipples, and then moving her arms back to her side before her feet could hit the trampoline. Each time her feet landed on the nylon, her breasts would bounce wildly, and her nipples would harden even more. She was getting so turned on, and she couldn't deny it.

"Wow, Sam, you're really getting into it!" Adam called out again, and she couldn't help but blush, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Wow, she is! Go Sam!"

The boys were both shocked to hear the voice of another girl behind them. They spun around to find Amanda Wentworth standing there, with a big grin on her face as she watched Sam bounce on the trampoline. Her eyes were fixed on Sam's naked body, watching as her breasts bounced and jiggled with each jump.

"Amanda!" Adam exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

"Sam invited me." Amanda said, her grin growing even wider. "She wanted to show me her new hobby." Being naked, she thought in her head, and the girl giggled to herself.

"Oh." Adam said, feeling confused. Sam hadn't mentioned inviting her at all.

"Hey, Sam, your friend is here!" Hank called out, and Sam stopped jumping and looked over at Amanda.

"Amanda!" she exclaimed, her face flushing with embarrassment. "What are you doing here?"

Amanda grinned. "You said come on over sometime, silly, remember?"

"Oh. Right." Sam said, her face red as she stopped jumping. She had only invited Amanda over because she wanted to see the girl suffer having to strip under the new rules, as a little payback for how she had treated her at Red-Mart. Now, the girl seemed to have weaseled out of that by showing up when she was already naked outside. Sam stood there on the trampoline, feeling exposed and frustrated that her plan didn't seem to be going the way that she wanted.

Adam looked at Amanda, noticing that she was still fully clothed. He knew that Amanda's family had not been affected by the new nudity rules yet. He felt a surge of jealousy, and he couldn't help but think that it was unfair that Amanda got to wear clothes, while Sam had to be naked. He was trying to come up with a plan to get the popular girl naked, wondering if she knew about the naked girl rule. If she did, then it would be unlikely they could convince Amanda to go in the house. The girl could easily just go home before they could get her inside. He just had to hope she didn’t. His eyes lit up as he had an idea, and he looked at Sam, who was still standing on the trampoline, looking embarrassed and uncomfortable. "Hey, Sam," he said, his voice conspiratorial. "Do you think your mom is going to bake any of her famous cookies today?"

"Umm, yeah, she said she was, remember?" Sam said, reminding him. She knew that her mom loved to bake, and her cookies were always delicious, but she wasn't sure why Adam was asking.

"Awesome," Adam said, a plan forming in his mind. He knew that girls were suckers for sweets, and he was sure that Amanda would love to have some of Sam's mom's cookies. He was going to use this as an excuse to get her into the house. "Hey, Amanda," he called out, his voice friendly. "Would you like to come inside and have some of their mom's famous cookies? They're really good. Chocolate chip."

"Sure," Amanda said, her eyes lighting up. "That sounds great!"

"Awesome," Adam said again, his plan coming together perfectly. He knew that once they were inside, Amanda would be trapped into stripping, just as long as Sam's mom forced her to do it.

The three of them headed back towards the house, with Sam and Amanda chatting as they walked, and Adam and Hank trailing behind, their eyes fixed on the naked girl's bare butt. As they reached the door, Adam pushed it open, and they all stepped inside.

Amanda was immediately struck by the smell of freshly-baked cookies, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited. She looked around the room, expecting to see Sam's mom, but instead, she saw her older brother standing there. "Nathan?" she asked, surprised to see him there. "You're still here?"

Nathan grinned at his little sister and shrugged. "Sam's mom invited me in for some cookies. How could I refuse?" He chuckled, and Amanda couldn't help but laugh along with him.

Sam and Adam exchanged a look, and Sam suddenly realized why Adam has invited Amanda into her house. Now was their chance to make Amanda strip naked! "Well, looks like you'll have to wait," Sam said, trying to keep her voice casual. “Looks like they're still baking.”

Amanda frowned, realizing that she'd have to wait for the cookies. The girl was known for being impatient. She crossed her arms and huffed, "I don't want to wait! I'm hungry now!"

Adam and Sam exchanged another glance. It was now or never. They had to get Amanda to take her clothes off. Adam took a step forward and put his hand on Amanda’s upper arm. "Hey, don't worry," he said, trying to sound reassuring. "I'm sure the cookies will be ready soon. But while we're waiting, why don't you take off your clothes? You know, so you match Sam."

Amanda seemed flabbergasted at what Adam was suggesting, not even seeming to process the words at first. "What!? Take my clothes off?? I'm not taking my clothes off, that's crazy!" She exclaimed, crossing her arms over her chest. She was not about to strip down because a boy told her to. "I'm fine! I just want to wait for the cookies like everyone else!"

Adam and Sam exchanged another glance, but this time, it was Nathan, Amanda's brother, who spoke up. "Come on, Amanda," he said, trying to sound encouraging. "You go naked all the time at home. There's no reason to be shy with your friends." Nathan actually knew his sister never went naked at home, but he suspected that Adam and Sam were trying to get back at Amanda for the way she had treated Sam at the store. He thought it would be funny to see his little sister squirm.

Amanda stared at her brother, her mouth hanging open in shock. "Nathan!" she yelled. "What are you talking about? Why would you even say that?"

"Oh hi!" Sam's mom walked into the kitchen, having heard Nathan's comment about Amanda going naked at home. "Dear, go ahead and undress, it's not like we're going to be offended." She giggled, completely buying into Nathan's lie. After all, so many girls had been naked at the Feminudist meeting, she just assumed Amanda must have been one of them.

Amanda was still frozen, her face red with embarrassment and anger. "I don't want to undress!!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the room. She was not going to let her brother, Adam, or anyone else make her do something she didn't want to do.

Nathan moved closer without Amanda even noticing, and suddenly started to pull her sweatshirt up! "She gets like this sometimes," Nathan explained to Sam’s mom with a shrug. "But our mom told me to just strip her if she puts up a fuss. Sometimes you gotta be tough on these Feminudists." Before Amanda knew what was happening, he was pulling his sister's top layer over her head and away.

"Nathan!" Amanda screamed, her voice full of anger and frustration. She tried to fight him off, but she wasn't as strong as him. Nathan continued to strip her, undoing her pleated skirt next, and letting it fall to the floor at her feet. "Don't you dare!!" She yelled, but he didn't listen, he just yanked her tank top up and tossed it aside. "Stop it!" Amanda screamed. Her brother simply pulled down her tights, then gave her an amused smile. "Noooooo!!" She cried, but Nathan was already moving onto her bra, undoing the clasps with slight frustration. He was not used to undoing this type of garment, but eventually got it off. Amanda was left standing in just her panties, her using her hands to shield her breasts from the stares of the others.

"There, there, Amanda, you'll feel better once you're naked." He teased, his fingers slipping into her panties and yanking them down to her ankles. "There, all done." He smirked, and Amanda was left in the same naked state as Sam, her hands darting to cover her crotch and her breasts. 

"Sam, I believe the rule includes no covering up when naked, right?" Adam spoke up, enjoying seeing this popular girl, that was so full of herself, brought down a level. He couldn't help but smirk as Amanda stood there, trying to cover herself with her hands.

Sam realized what Adam was doing and nodded quickly. "That's right," she said, trying to keep her voice even. "The rules say no covering up. You have to keep your hands at your sides."

Amanda stared at them, her eyes wide with disbelief. "You can't be serious," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

"Oh, we're serious," Adam said, his tone firm. "Those are the rules. It’s in the Feminudist handbook. Now put your hands down, Amanda."

Nathan grinned at his sister's predicament. "You heard them, Amanda," he said. "No covering up. That's the rule. Or I'll move your hands for you."

Amanda looked from her brother to Adam to Sam, her face growing even redder. She slowly lowered her hands, exposing her small breasts and bare pussy to everyone in the room. She felt tears prickling at her eyes, as the final embarrassment hit her. She was less developed than Sam. Much less developed! Her breasts were only the size of small mangos, and she didn't even have any peach fuzz to speak of.

"That's better," Adam said, his eyes roaming over Amanda's naked body. "See? That's not so bad, is it?"

Amanda just stood there, her body trembling with embarrassment as everyone stared at her. She had never felt so exposed in her life.

"Well, now that we're all done with that," Nathan said, his eyes still on his sister's naked body, his curiosity getting the better of him, even if he wasn't interested in girls. "I think it's finally time for some cookies."

"Oh, right! The cookies!" Sam's mom rushed over to the oven, relieved to find that they had not burned.

They all sat around the table, enjoying Sam's mom's delicious cookies, while Amanda struggled to maintain her composure. She was still trying to cover herself, her arms crossed over her chest, and her legs crossed tightly. But she couldn't deny that the cookies were good, and the conversation was flowing easily.

"So, when we're done, let's go back out to the trampoline!" Hank said, his eyes paying particular attention to Amanda's naked body. "I bet Amanda would look great bouncing up and down!"

"Ugh, I don't want to bounce up and down," Amanda protested, her cheeks still flushed. "It's embarrassing enough to just be sitting here like this."

"Yeah, but you've got such a hot body," Hank insisted. "Everyone wants to see you bouncing!"

"Come on, Hank, that's a little too much," Adam interjected, not wanting to have Amanda freak out on them.

"Sorry," Hank apologized. "Amanda, you're pretty, and I'd really like to see you bouncing."

"He's a work in progress." Adam told the girl. Amanda just made a small sneer, and tilted her head, still frustrated by the whole situation.

After they finished the cookies, the group headed back outside. Amanda followed reluctantly, still very unhappy about being forced to remain naked. She kept glancing at her brother Nathan, who walked behind her, knowing he would just drag her outside if she refused. Sam, Adam, and Hank led the way, while the naked Amanda trailed behind them.

"This is so stupid," Amanda muttered under her breath, crossing her arms over her chest before quickly remembering the rule and dropping them to her sides.

"What was that?" Nathan asked, giving her a knowing smirk.

"Nothing," Amanda grumbled, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment.

Hank, for his part, couldn't stop staring at the two naked girls as he reached the trampoline. His eyes kept darting between Amanda's small breasts and Sam's more developed ones. He had a huge grin on his face, clearly enjoying himself.

"Are we going back on the trampoline?" Hank asked excitedly, turning to look at Adam.

"I don't know," Adam replied with a shrug, looking over at Sam. "Why don't we let the girls go first this time?"

"Uh, sure," Sam said with a nervous smile, glancing over at Amanda, who seemed to be just as reluctant to jump as she was.

"Fine," Amanda grumbled, climbing onto the trampoline, her body moving awkwardly as she tried to find her footing.

"Come on, Sam," Adam said, nudging her forward. "You've got the upper hand on Amanda now." He whispered to her, as he gave her a boost up.

Sam nodded, taking a deep breath as she joined Amanda on the trampoline. The two of them started to bounce, their bodies moving up and down, trying to find a sync. As they bounced, Amanda's small boobs started to bounce along with her, her tiny pink nipples hardening with the feeling.

"Wow, that is hot," Hank breathed, his eyes fixed on Amanda's bouncing breasts. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Adam, who had a girlfriend, and he had to admit, he was a little envious of the fact that Adam could see Sam naked whenever he wanted.

Sam, on the other hand, was clearly having a lot more fun. She was jumping higher and higher, her boobs bouncing and jiggling with each bounce. Every time she landed, she made sure to make the trampoline bounce extra high, launching Amanda into the air. When Amanda landed, sometimes on her butt, the force of the impact made her legs fly open, giving everyone a clear view of her teenage slit. Sam couldn't help but feel a little thrill each time she saw that. She was enjoying the fact that she was able to show off the most popular girl in her class.

"Wow, you two are really getting into it!" Nathan exclaimed, grinning at the two girls as they bounced.

Adam couldn't believe his eyes as he watched the two naked girls bouncing on the trampoline. This was definitely a moment he wanted to remember. Grinning, he pulled out his phone, keeping it down by his side as he started recording. He made sure to get a good shot of both Sam and Amanda as they jumped, their breasts bouncing and their pussies on full display. He knew this was going to be great footage to watch later, and maybe even share with his friends. He couldn't wait to see the look on their faces when he showed them what he had captured.

As he continued to record, Adam zoomed in on Amanda's breasts, making sure to capture the way they bounced and jiggled with each movement. He also made sure to capture the look of embarrassment on her face as she bounced for the boys. He could hear her muttering something about how this was humiliating and that she had better things to do, and chucked about her complaining.

Sam was enjoying herself as well, showing off her bouncing body for the boys. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as she felt more grown up than the popular girl. She was enjoying being the center of attention, especially since she was getting to humiliate Amanda at the same time. She was glad that Adam had invited her into the house to get stripped, and she was happy to show her off for him as well. She was bouncing extra high, making sure to give the boys a good show of the both of them.

Adam quickly slipped his phone back into his pocket, hoping the girls hadn't noticed he'd been recording them. Just as he did, Nathan gave him a little nudge and leaned in close.

"Hey, you gotta send me a copy of that," Nathan whispered with a grin.

Adam felt his face heat up a little, but nodded. He knew better than to say no to Nathan, especially since he'd helped get Amanda naked. "Sure," Adam replied quietly. "I'll send it to you later." He gave Nathan a little nod, and the two boys shared a quick, knowing look.

As the two girls finished their trampoline session, they hopped off and looked like they were going to head back inside. Adam had other ideas, though, seeing how sweaty the girls had gotten from their bouncing.

"Hey, I've got a better idea," Adam called out, a mischievous grin on his face. He ran over to the garden hose hanging off the wall. "Let's hose the girls off!" he suggested, opening the spigot and letting the water spray!

Hank, who was standing nearby, quickly caught on to the idea and grabbed the hose from Adam. He aimed it at the two girls, who were now standing in the grass, still completely nude. The cold water hit their bodies, causing them to squeal in surprise. Amanda, who was already embarrassed enough, tried to shield herself from the hose with her hand, but it was not very effective.

"Hey! Stop it!" she yelled, her voice a mix of annoyance and shock. She was not amused by the situation, but she couldn't deny that the cool water felt refreshing after her workout on the trampoline.

Sam, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the attention. She danced and twirled in the spray, letting the water rinse the sweat from her body. Her breasts bounced and jiggled as she moved, the water making her skin shine in the sunlight. She was clearly not bothered by the impromptu shower, and she was reveling in the sensation of the cold water on her skin.

"Come on, guys," Amanda said, her tone a bit exasperated. "Can't we just go inside and dry off?"

"Hey, hey, we're just having some fun!" Hank replied, a grin on his face as he continued to spray her with the hose. "Don't be such a spoilsport, Amanda."

"Besides," Adam added, his eyes fixed on Sam's bouncing breasts. "You're both looking pretty hot, all wet and shiny like that." His voice was full of innuendo, and his eyes never left Sam's body.

Amanda rolled her eyes, clearly not amused by Adam's comment. "Yeah, sure," she muttered, still trying to shield her body from the cold spray of water. "Come on, the water's getting cold now!"

Sam had to agree, rubbing her arms with a shiver. She could feel the goosebumps forming on her skin as the cool water continued to spray over her naked body. Her nipples were hardening from the cold, and she could see the same thing happening to Amanda as well.

"Come on, Hank," Adam said, noticing Sam's discomfort. "I think they've had enough."

Hank turned off the hose, a disappointed look on his face. "Aw, but I was just starting to have fun."

"Well, the fun's over," Adam told him, taking the hose from his hands and hanging it back up. "The girls are getting cold."

Sam wrapped her arms around herself, trying to warm up. The spring air felt especially cool against her wet skin, and she could feel her body trembling slightly.

"Yeah, I'm freezing," Amanda added, her teeth chattering. "Can we please go inside now?"

Adam nodded, a sympathetic look on his face. "Yeah, let's go inside. You guys can dry off and warm up."

As they headed back to the house, Sam couldn't help but glance at Amanda, who was still trying to cover herself with her hands. For a moment, Sam felt a little sorry for the other girl. It had to be even more embarrassing for her, since she wasn't used to being naked like Sam was getting to be. But then Sam remembered how Amanda had treated her at the store, and the feeling of pity quickly faded.

Sam went to the linen closet, her wet feet leaving small footprints on the hardwood floor. She grabbed two fluffy towels, one for Amanda and one for herself. When she returned to the kitchen, she found Amanda still shivering, her arms wrapped tightly around her chest. "Here you go," Sam said, tossing the towel to Amanda, who caught it gratefully.

"Thanks," Amanda muttered, her voice still trembling slightly from the cold. She began drying herself, starting with her hair and then moving down to her small breasts, her nipples still hard from the cold water. She tried to be as discreet as possible, but with everyone watching, it was difficult.

Sam was less modest, rubbing the towel over her body without any hesitation. She made sure to dry every part of herself, including between her legs, where the water had pooled. Once she was dry, she tossed the towel on the counter.

"Feeling better?" Adam asked, his eyes roaming over Sam's nude form.

"Much," Sam replied with a smile. "The water was fun, but it was getting cold."

"I'll say," Amanda added, finally finishing drying herself. She looked around for a moment, unsure what to do with the towel. She considered wrapping it around herself, before awkwardly putting it on the counter in front of her, too.

"Come on, everyone," Sam said, bringing everyone to the living room. They all sat down on the couches, Amanda feeling self-conscious, as her Hank still kept staring at her naked body.

"So, Amanda, welcome to being a Feminudist." Sam giggled. "How do you like it so far?"

"I can't believe you all allowed my brother to strip me naked!" Amanda complained, crossing her arms over her breasts. "Or that you," She pointed at Adam, "even suggested that I should get naked!"

Sam couldn't help but giggle at Amanda's complaint. "Come on, Amanda," she said, her voice sweet but with a hint of mischief in it. "You must have realized by now why I invited you to my house in the first place."

Amanda stared at Sam, her eyes wide with disbelief. "What are you talking about? I thought you just wanted to hang out!"

"Yeah, right," Sam said, rolling her eyes. "After what you did to me at the store? You really thought I just wanted to be friends all of a sudden?"

Adam leaned back on the couch, enjoying the show. He could tell that Sam was getting into her new role, and he had to admit, it was pretty hot to see her standing up to the most popular girl in school. Especially since they were both naked.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Amanda insisted, her cheeks turning red. "I was just trying to be nice."

"Nice?" Sam laughed, shaking her head. "You were embarrassing me on purpose! You thought it was funny to make me all worked up when I was naked. Well, how does it feel now that I've made you get naked?"

Amanda crossed her arms over her chest, trying to cover herself. "This is different," she muttered, looking away from Sam's triumphant gaze.

"How is it different?" Sam asked, taking a step closer to the other girl. "Because it's happening to you now? That's the thing about being naked, Amanda. It makes every girl equal."

Amanda didn't say anything, but her eyes darted around the room, as if she was searching for a way out.

"You know," Sam continued, her voice softening a bit. "I was nervous at first, too. But the more I got comfortable with being naked, the more I realized that I liked it. But, gosh, do you look cute sitting over there, all embarrassed. I hope you never get used to being naked like me."

Amanda's eyes widened at Sam's words, and she could feel her face heating up. She was trying to come up with a response, but her mouth was dry, and she couldn't think of anything to say. Finally, she managed to speak. "I don't care what you think. I'm not going to get used to being naked, because I'm not going to stay like this for long!"

"We'll see." Sam shrugged, a knowing smile on her face. "Hey, Amanda, wanna go shopping with me sometime?" Sam burst out laughing, and suddenly Amanda was laughing too. The boys joined in, the whole room filling with laughter. It was a strange, surreal moment, two naked girls, their bodies exposed and vulnerable, and three boys all cracking up. But somehow, at that moment, it felt natural, like the most normal thing in the world. As their laughter died down, Amanda looked over at Sam, her eyes shining. "You know, maybe you're not so bad," Sam admitted.

"And maybe I was a little too harsh on you at the store," Amanda admitted sheepishly.

"Friends?" Sam asked, holding her hand out to the girl that had once tormented her.

"Friends," Amanda confirmed, taking her hand. They hugged each other, the boys enjoying watching the two naked girls embracing in front of them.

"Maybe you're not so bad either," Amanda admitted, with a grin. "And more clever than I thought. But you sure are fun to tease!" She said, and the laughter started all over again.

The group spent the rest of the morning hanging out, playing board games and video games, and chatting animatedly about school and other gossip. While both girls still felt out of place being naked in front of the boys, they found a new sense of belonging with one another, and even a new appreciation of the boys who seemed to learning to accept them without judgment despite their nudity.