A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/ClothingOptional/Devin/Friends/Cajole

"Yeah, we're just your brother's friends, not real boys or anything.", said Randall.

This actually got a laugh out of Sally, despite her acute embarrassment.

Weston joined in laughing at his friend's quip. "But for real", he said, "If you're a nudist now like Devin said, there's no reason to hide. Goodness knows we don't have any problem with it."

Sally's instincts still told her to hide from the boys, but with her credentials as a nudist challenged she felt conflicted. They were right of course. A nudist shouldn't have any problem being seen naked. But why did coming out from behind the couch feel so hard?

Devin finally spoke the words to break the stalemate in her head. "Well, we're heading up to my room. You can always get dressed if you want."

"Wait...", Sally said. Of course she didn't want to get dressed. She was nudist! But she struggled to explain herself. "I was umm, just surprised is all. And then I spilled my water all over myself... uhh, c-could you help me clean this up?"

"Sure.", Said Devin. He'd had his moment, and got her good, but it wasn't like he enjoyed seeing her in distress or anything. He went to the kitchen to get some paper towels. This left her alone with his friends though, which certainly didn't make her feel any more comfortable.

"So... how long have you been a nudist?", asked Wes.

"Oh, just a couple weeks really. I always knew I didn't like clothes of course, but I didn't know there was a name for it before.", she replied, trying to convince herself this story was actually true. She still couldn't make herself walk into the open though, what could she do? Cleaning up, right, that's what she just said. Looking around she found her glass on the floor (noting with some relief that it hadn't broken) and picked that up. But not only stalled for a few seconds...

"Well, I can't blame you for still being shy I guess.", said Wes.

Sally knew he was trying to be nice, but his words felt like rubbing it in that she wasn't acting like a proper nudist. Mustering as much courage as she could, she bent over the back of the couch and grabbed her school shorts off the cushion, the only part of her clothing within (even awkward) reach. With no more delay tactics left, she finally went around to the front of the couch to get the rest of her clothes, "casually" holding the shorts in front of her private parts. She hoped it wasn't obvious she was trying to cover up, but of course it was.

This would have been the perfect time for Randall to lighten the mood with another joke, but for once he was speechless. Not because he was so excited to see her naked (though it can't be said he didn't enjoy that), just from the sheer strangeness of the situation. Here was his buddy's little sister, who he'd known for basically her whole life, suddenly claiming to be a nudist but very obviously mortified to actually be seen naked, except maybe by her brother... and what was going on with that anyway?

Sally just tried to focus on her immediate task, picking up the clothes. Then she would have a perfect excuse to take them to her room and exit the scene gracefully. As she picked up the other items, she had to restrain herself from trying to cover up any more. Her bare chest chest felt hot under the boys' gaze, and she knew her backside was completely exposed as well, but there was no way she could hide either of those without being totally obvious about it.

But as she went to pick up her shoes, she realized she still had the glass in one hand. She had no way to carry both her shoes and the glass, while also keeping the handful of clothing in front of herself. She began to panic again, and for all that she tried to be subtle about what she was doing, it was entirely clear what the problem was, so Wes decided to play the gentleman and help her out.

"Let me get that.", he said, taking the glass from her hand.

She was more startled than relieved however, she hadn't even noticed him come up behind her. When she whirled around to look she dropped her guard and both boys got another good look at her pussy. Sally was only spared further embarrassment by the fact that she didn't notice this either. She simply said "Thanks. I'm going to put this stuff away.", picked up her shoes, and headed for the stairs.

After her little white butt disappeared from view, Randall turned to his friend. "Way to preserve her modesty, hero.", he joked.

Wes shrugged. "I tried.", he said.

"Well, I guess the show's over. That was something.", said Randall.

Devin wasn't so sure. "Don't count on it. Have you forgotten how stubborn my sister can be?", he said as he finally returned with a roll of paper towels.

* * *

Meanwhile, Sally flopped down on her bed dramatically. She knew of course that letting other people, beyond her family, see her naked was part of the deal with being a nudist, but that hadn't been how it was supposed to go. Sally was pretty sure she'd made a fool of herself in fact. She decided that a big part of the problem was that they had caught her somewhere she knew she wasn't supposed to be naked. That must have been what had made her so jumpy, and everything got off to a bad start after that.

If she was going to be a real nudist, convincing her parents to let he have the full run of the house naked was top priority. And for now, she resolved to keep it upstairs as she originally agreed. That way she could face anyone who saw her knowing she was doing absolutely nothing wrong. Sally took a deep breath. Well, no time like the present. Devin's friends would probably be up soon, and she wasn't going to hide. She got up to open her door... and discovered she'd already left it open. Oh well, that was perfect.

She wasn't prepared to meet them head on again, but letting them see she was still naked and not trying to hide would go a long way towards correcting the initial bad impression they probably had of her as a nudist. She got out her phone and laid back in bed to wait.

What would happen when the boys came upstairs?

• They tried to ignore he and get on with their game.
• Devin came to talk to her first.
• One of Devin's friends came to talk to her.