A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/ClothingOptional/Chat/Pics/Mirror/Yes/Join/Dad

Ryan rolled over and looked at the clock radio. Just after three, still too early to start his day. But he couldn't fall back to sleep... he knew what he wanted to do, a guilty pleasure, and after a minute or two he gave in. Careful not to wake his wife, he crept out of bed to check on Sally. He had no reason to believe she wasn't sleeping soundly in her own bed, but he did know she'd be naked. He'd done it twice since she became a nudist and once he'd been lucky and found she'd kicked the blankets off. He spent a good 15 minutes just watching her sleep in the glow of her nightlight. She was simply enchanting to look at.

It was a shame, Ryan thought, that he didn't get to spend more time with her naked during the day. Under the rules they'd set, Sally's nudity was limited to the upstairs, while he and his wife spent most of their time downstairs normally. He'd considering going upstairs specifically to be with Sally of course, but his wife was still very skeptical of the nudism thing and he worried she would find that concerning. He would have to think of a way to address that. But for now, he had his nighttime visits. Maybe he'd be lucky again.

But when he got to Sally's room he was startled to find it empty. He almost went to wake his wife, but then he'd have some explaining to do, so he decided to make a quick search of the house first. By the time he'd finished checking the second floor he was legitimately worried, so when when he rounded the bottom of the staircase and quickly spotted her at the kitchen table he felt relief more than anything else. He wasn't particularly shocked to see she came downstairs naked, he was just curious what she was doing down there at all.

When he got closer and saw she'd fallen asleep with her phone in her hand he got even more curious. Perhaps it wouldn't be so strange if she woke in the middle of the night and played with her phone while trying to get back to sleep, but why would she do it in the kitchen? He carefully slipped the phone from her hand and placed it on the china cabinet. He'd have to take a look at that later, but first he needed to get Sally back to bed.

"Hey, Pumpkin, wake up."

He got no response, so he touched her shoulder gently. This time she stirred.

"Hey there, let's get you back to bed."

Sally was initially disoriented, but the first thing she remembered was that she'd been up to no good, though the details were a bit hazy. "Aah! Dad! I'm sorry I just..."

"Shhhh, no need to wake your mom. We can talk about why you were downstairs naked later. Little girls belong in bed at this hour."

"Yeah... I know."

Sally let Ryan guide her back to bed. She was afraid she'd be in trouble, but her dad really didn't seem too angry, and she was too sleepy to think on it very hard.

"Goodnight sweetheart. Try and stay put this time.", Ryan said with a chuckle.

He on the other hand wondered if he'd be getting back to sleep at all that morning. It would depend on what he found on the phone. He walked back downstairs flicked it on. What appeared on the screen was a chat room of some kind, which already raised alarm bells, and the more he read the more alarmed he became.

    Stalin: Man, I feel like I've seen all these a dozen times. Anyone found any new stuff lately?
    DrippingMommy: I wish. You like little ones, right? That seems especially hard to find. Almost as hard as real incest. :(
    Stalin: heh, yeah. You know I still can't believe you tried to start something with our newest member's brother. 
    DrippingMommy: What? All I said is maybe he could help take pictures. I still think that was the best idea.
    Stalin: I just hope it you don't scare her away or anything. At the moment she might be our only source of new pics!
    NudieKid: Geez, do you guys still really think she's legit?
    Stalin: After tonight, I'm absolutely sure of it. That window selfie thing was a stupid idea, but that only proves it original content. 
    DrippingMommy: Right? And you can still make out enough to tell it's the same girl, same long blonde hair.
    NudieKid: Shit. I donno if that's better or worse.
    Stalin: Come on, what are you even afraid of. We already look at nudist pics. We're not asking her for anything worse.
    NudieKid: OK look, if this Pumpkin is a real kid, aren't they gonna say we're like, grooming her?

When the name Pumpkin was used, the phone buzzed. Ryan wasn't familiar with this kind of chatroom, but it didn't take him long to work out what this meant. Four names at the top. Three had spoken, the last was Pumpkin. That could only mean he, or Sally rather, was "Pumpkin". God damn... was she actually sharing naked pictures with these perverts in the chatroom? It sure sounded like, but he had to be sure. Nervously he switched over to the Gallery app.

And there they were. His daughter's nudes. Of course, he already saw her nude in real life, but there was something extra naughty about naked selfies all the same. In a way he was relieved that there were just a few and there was nothing sexual about them. But a tiny part of him wished there had been more. That didn't matter though, what mattered was his little girl was getting involved in something dangerous. And if any doubt remained, it vanished when he saw that the last few pictures, blurry night shots, had been taken less than three hours earlier. So that was mystery solved on why she was downstairs.

The question was what he should do about it. His first thought was to put an end to the whole nudism experiment, but he pretty quickly decided that would be hasty. Nudism clearly meant a lot to Sally... and he wast starting to enjoy the idea too. He really hoped the creepy chatroom wasn't behind the whole thing, but he didn't have any reason to think so yet. The next idea was to simply confront Sally. Give her a chance to explain how she got mixed up in that. And for consequences, at minimum he'd be taking away her phone. Clearly she couldn't be trusted on the internet alone.

But he wondered how much of the truth he would actually get that way. A couple other ideas occurred to him: Once he took her phone away, he could take her place in the chatroom and try to find out what went on in there. Or... he could even let Sally think she'd got away with it for just a little longer, log in from his own phone instead, and see what she herself got up to in there. It was the riskiest option, but it might be his best chance to get the whole story.

What did he decide?

• Just take her phone and confront her.
• Take her phone and pretend to be her in chat.
• Give the phone back and then spy on the chatroom. Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 01:24, 23 June 2023 (UTC)