A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Bath/Mother/Bluff/DoIt/Dad/Stubborn/Short
Sally tossed and turned all night, feeling constricted. When she finally came fully awake early in the morning, she knew something was wrong. Or no, not wrong, she realized, it was according to plan. She was wearing what at one time had been her favorite shirt, and nothing else. It was baby blue with various cartoon characters on it, and a little short to begin with, but now it didn't even reach her belly button. It had obviously been quite a while since she wore it, but its status as a favorite had saved it from being tossed a long time ago. It wasn't very comfortable, but perfect for making her point, she thought. Sally hopped out of bed, excited to put her plan into action.
It was only then that Sally realized her plan didn't go much further than this. Sally also noticed it was still very early, the digital clock on her dresser read 5:39, but there was no sense wearing her carefully selected "outfit" alone in her room. She decided she might as well head downstairs. It didn't appear that anyone else was up yet, but it felt naughty and exciting walking though the dark house dressed like that. She wasn't really sure what to do next, so she decide she'd just watch TV and wait for her family to come down and see her.
Sally giggled when she felt the couch on her bare butt. It felt funny, and she couldn't help wiggling around a bit to feel it more. There wasn't too much on TV at that time, but she found a cartoon about a banana and a light bulb who were apparently married. They sure had some weird programs on TV that early. But Sally couldn't focus on it anyway. Her tiny shirt was starting to get uncomfortable, and made her very conscious of being otherwise naked, in the living room. She squirmed nervously in her seat. Huh, that actually felt kind of good. Meanwhile, the banana had peeled itself (herself?) and was taking a bath. This really was a strange show. Sally wondered if it would have made more sense if she caught the beginning.
At that moment the lights came on. "My goodness, Sally, what are you doing?" It was her mother's voice.
"I'm, uhh, watching cartoons, what does it look like?", Sally answered, doing her best to sound casual, and failing badly.
It might have been slightly more convincing if she hadn't jumped about a foot in the air when the lights came on.
"Well, turn them off, that doesn't look very appropriate for a girl your age, and more importantly we need to talk.", said her mother. Once the TV was off she continued, "And yes I mean talk about how you're dressed. Seriously, Sally, why are you doing this?"
Sally started, "Well, I just felt like wearing my favorite shirt for old—", but Ava didn't even need to say anything to make it clear that angle wouldn't get anywhere. So Sally played the last card she had any confidence in, "But dad said it was fine, so why can't I?"
"You know what?, said Ava, "I'm not sure I care what your dad said anymore. That looks ridiculous, and you know it as well as I do. You might as well be completely naked."
Sally was very frustrated as she felt her plan falling to pieces. "Well maybe I will just go naked then!" She stood up and pulled the shirt over her head.
...except, it didn't come off. The more she tugged and struggled the more twisted and uncooperative it seemed to get. When she realized she couldn't get it back down either, her embarrassment turned to fear. "I'm stuck.", she conceded in a muffled voice.
Ava tried to help, but the shirt was bunched up in a the strangest way, and she couldn't get Sally's arms angled correctly to fit back through the sleeves anymore. With the naked girl beginning to panic, Ava couldn't keep fighting with it. "I'm going to have to cut it.", she said.
Not even able to see more than a blue blur, Sally could only listen to her mother's retreating footsteps and called after them. "Hurry!"
Ava did hurry, and after retrieving a pair of scissors, cut the back of the shirt top to bottom just as fast as she could without fear of cutting her daughter's head. Surprisingly, this still wasn't enough, and she had to repeat the procedure on the front, being ever more careful. Finally, with her face and hands freed, Sally was able to pull what remained of the cloven garment off each arm. She fell back into the couch looking dejected. Her plan was a complete flop, she had embarrassed herself thoroughly, and the destruction of her "favorite shirt" bothered her more than she'd be willing to admit. She hadn't even thought about it in a year or more, but it was the principle.
"Now", said Ava, "Can we please talk? For real? Like grownups?"
Sally nodded slightly.
"Alright, well let's clear one thing up. I know you didn't mean to come to breakfast dressed like that. I admit, you were pretty convincing at first. But no, I don't buy it.", said Ava.
Sally had pretty much given up on the charade, but couldn't help being grumpy about it. "How do you know what I was thinking? Are you a mind reader?", she asked.
Her mother just sighed. "I know, because that would be a stupid thing to do and I know you're not stupid... and also because I've done almost the same thing myself."
"Really, mom? When?", asked Sally. Like most children, she thought of her parents as exceptionally competent, it was hard to imagine her mother making the same kind of silly mistake.
Ava thought she was getting somewhere, and if it meant having to share an embarrassing story, it was worth it. "When I was about 12, we lived on Felix Road, close to the pond. So in summer, I'd go swimming with the other kids all the time. And this was before they built the public restrooms down there, so what I'd do is put my swim suit on under my clothes. Then I could just take them off when I was ready to swim. But one day I must have forgotten, so when I took them off on the pier and jumped in, I had nothing left but panties, and I didn't even notice. I'm not sure if anyone else noticed either, but they sure noticed when I came back out. My underwear had gone transparent, and I had no top on at all, which I definitely needed by then."
Sally found the story enthralling. "What happened next?", she asked.
"One of the boys tried to run off with my clothes! My skirt ended up in the water, and he threw my shirt high in a tree. I had to run all the way home topless in a wet skirt.", Ava said.
"Wow, that's mean. Why would he do that?", Sally asked.
"Boys just do things like that, honey. It was his idea of a joke.", explained Ava. "He did apologize the next day and helped me get my shirt down too, but you know what I think?"
Sally shook her head no.
"I think when your father told you it was OK to come to breakfast dressed like that, he was playing the same kind of joke on you, just like that boy.", said Ava.
Ave kept one detail to herself though. Sally's father, Ryan Sorenson, was that boy.
This was a lot to take in for Sally. She sat there silently for a while. She bit her lip and thinking hard. And finally, she spoke. "Don't tell dad he fooled me, OK?"
"OK, hon, I won't.", her mother agreed. "So are you ready to get dressed, then?"
Sally tried to say yes, but it came out more like "Yeep!", as she realized she was still sitting on the couch completely naked with her mother, and made a hasty exit back upstairs.
Ava watched her little nudist disappear. She just shook her head, but she also had a smile on her face. Motherhood was a trip sometimes.
And that concludes Sally's naked adventure.