Casey woke up realising there was no way she could perform the day’s mission without plenty of people seeing her naked. How could she walk the full length of a campus hallway without being seen by dozens, if not maybe hundreds of people? The best she could hope for would be to minimise the damage. That meant planning and timing. Again, by making sure campus security and faculty weren’t in the area, to begin with. Doing it...

Casey woke up and immediately started dreading the mission she had to perform that day. This time she would not only have to expose herself in public again, but she had to do it at her college in front of new people who she knew would gossip about her. She knew she would be the talk of the school if she did it, but she also knew that not doing it would have far worse consequences. Her sister would then be facing indenture...

Casey took extra care shaving that morning, since the blackmailer seemed to have such a problem with seeing any stubble. It was such an unfair expectation. With her fair skin and dark hair, the best she could hope for was maybe half a day or so before the five o’clock shadow effect started to become visible again. Then she wrapped the butt-plug and lube and placed them into her bag. She knew that her blackmailer expected...

Casey decided that the best way to deal with the turmoil she was feeling inside after the weekend’s events was to do something normal and go for a run. Instead of running on campus, though, she decided to just run around her neighbourhood. That way she could shower and shave at home rather than doing it at Tech where someone might see her doing it. The run cleared her mind, and she started formulating a plan to achieve th...

Casey slept much later than usual and instinctively reached for a cover when she realised she was naked. The events of the previous day came flooding back as her sleepiness lifted. She felt a bit relieved that at least it was now over and was very much looking forward to that evening when she’d be back in clothes again at last. She just had the lunch mission to get through now, which would have been much easier to cope wi...

When Casey awoke, she instantly realised she was naked, and groped around automatically for a gown or her pyjamas. Then she remembered that wasn’t allowed today. She had to stay naked until tomorrow evening. She rolled over to find Greg was still where she left him the night before. She watched him sleeping and enjoyed having a cover over her body for what might be the last time for the next two days. She looked at her ph...

Casey awoke and immediately remembered the dreadful things she had to organise that day in order to fulfill her weekend missions. Somehow, she had to mentally cope with asking people for help to plan things that would mean being nude in front of them, including a new boyfriend, and they hadn’t even had their first date yet. What would he think of her shaved pussy and protruding labia? What if he gagged and ran away? She w...

Casey woke up naked. What the fuck? Then she remembered the events of the previous evening. Oh God, what have I done! She buried her face in her hands and tried to think of a way to make anything positive of it. She tried to console herself with the thought that it was only him who saw it and she didn’t even know who he was. She made an effort to shrug it off and set about doing “normal things,” like putting her pyjamas o...

After Casey had her breakfast and dressed, she stared at her underwear drawer and wondered if she should take a pair of panties with her just in case. The new rule was “skirts & dresses only. No panties, ever,” so she had to be prepared for an upskirt request at any time. She guessed it couldn’t hurt to be prepared, and they wouldn’t take up any space anyway. She couldn’t take the chance of putting them on, though. While...

Casey rose much later than usual to find her mother was already packing up the breakfast things. She realised she only had time for a quick bite anyway if she was going to make the track to get some laps in before class, so she grabbed a granola bar. The memory of everything that had happened the day before had dulled somewhat but still lingered. “Morning, Casey. Was that Jolene’s car I saw last night?” her mother asked a...

Casey Reine had lived her whole life in Port Wiluma. It wasn’t a bad place to live as far as towns go. With a population of around 150,000, it had all the perks of city living, such as home-delivered pizza, shopping malls, and movie theatres, while lacking most of the hustle and bustle of big city life. While it was a coastal town, it failed to draw surfers due to an offshore reef that sheltered the mainland from the larg...