Nudist Fiction
This is a group dedicated to writing and sharing stories with a nudist theme.
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PART: THE AWAKENING
Return to DiscussionsIve always known that there was something about me that made me different. Maybe it was my body, maybe it was the way I carried myselfheavier than most, with an air of uncertainty that never quite left me. Growing up, I was always aware of how people looked at me, and even though I tried to hide it, there was always this invisible wall of shame around me. And no matter how hard I tried to fight it, it seemed like I was always going to be the big girl.
College felt like my chance to escape that. A fresh start. A place where I could be whoever I wanted, or at least, thats what I told myself. I spent the first few months hiding, doing my best to blend in with the crowd, keeping my head down, staying away from situations that made me feel exposed.
It wasnt until I met themGrace, Anna, and the othersthat things began to change. They were different from anyone Id ever met. They moved through the world with this effortless confidence, this energy that drew people to them. They were unashamed, unapologetic, and, strangely enough, I found myself drawn to them. There was this rawness about them that I couldnt ignore.
We met through a class, but it wasnt until one evening at a party that things really shifted. Grace was laughing, tossing her head back with abandon, as though the world had no say in who she was. Anna, always quiet but with a knowing look in her eyes, stood by her side, offering quiet support. It was their conversation that got my attention.
I cant wait for the weekend, Grace said, a grin spreading across her face. Were heading to the beach, you know, for the usual. Just the girls, letting go.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I heard her right. The beach? What do you mean, the usual?
She winked at me. Oh, you know. Well be naked, Audrey. Just like last time. No walls, no barriers. Free.
At first, it sounded so foreign to me. Naked? In public? The idea sent a wave of discomfort over me. But there was something in her voice, something so confident and so matter-of-fact that I couldnt help but feel a spark of curiosity. Still, the thought of stripping away my clothes and standing exposed in front of them It was terrifying. How could I ever be that free?
Are you in or not? Annas voice broke through my thoughts, soft but firm, as she gave me a gentle smile. She didnt pressure me. She didnt judge. She just understood.
I couldnt stop the wave of doubt from flooding me, but something inside me whispered that this could be the moment of change. The chance to stop hiding. To let go of all the things I thought defined memy size, my insecurities, everything. I had no idea what I was getting into, but there was a pull inside me, urging me forward.
The weekend arrived, and before I knew it, we were standing on the edge of the beach, the cool sand beneath our feet and the distant sound of crashing waves filling the air. I felt out of place, still holding onto my clothes like they were my last line of defense. The girls were already shedding their layers, moving with such ease and confidence that it made me feel like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, about to jump.
Grace turned to me, already barefoot and free, and smiled. You can do this. Its not about being perfect. Its about letting go, Audrey. Youre not the only one here who feels vulnerable. Weve all been there.
I swallowed hard, my stomach in knots. There was a strange warmth in her words, a safety I didnt expect. But even as she spoke, I could feel the weight of my clothes pressing against my skin, the thought of exposing myself completely making my heart race.
I dont know if I can, I admitted, my voice small.
Anna stepped forward then, her hand resting gently on my arm. She was the quieter one, but there was a softness in her touch that made me feel less alone. You dont have to do it all at once. Just take a breath. One step at a time. Were here for you, Audrey. Youre not doing this alone.
I looked at her, and for the first time that day, I felt a little bit of the fear ease up. She wasnt judging me. She wasnt pushing me. She was just there. And for some reason, that felt like enough.
With a deep breath, I slowly began to peel off my clothes, each layer feeling like I was shedding a little more of my old self. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest, but as soon as I stood there, skin bare to the sun and the air, it wasnt quite as terrifying as I thought it would be. It was freeing, yesbut also strange, raw, exposed.
Grace grinned. See? Told you.
But it was Anna who stepped closer to me, her voice gentle yet encouraging. This is just the beginning. Let go of the shame, Audrey. Youve got nothing to hide here. This is who you are.
I smiled nervously, but the more I stood there, the more the world seemed to fade. It wasnt about being perfect. It wasnt about being flawless. It was about being present. About shedding all the weight I had carried for so long.
I walked into the water with them, feeling the cool waves lap against my bare skin, each step feeling like a release. There was something about being there, vulnerable but free, that made me feel like I was reclaiming my power.
And it was then that I realized something: I wasnt just freeing my body. I was freeing my heart, too. And maybe, just maybe, there was more to this than I ever imagined.
My name is Audrey. And this is only the beginning of the journey.
Ive always known that there was something about me that made me different. Maybe it was my body, maybe it was the way I carried myselfheavier than most, with an air of uncertainty that never quite left me. Growing up, I was always aware of how people looked at me, and even though I tried to hide it, there was always this invisible wall of shame around me. And no matter how hard I tried to fight it, it seemed like I was always going to be the big girl.
College felt like my chance to escape that. A fresh start. A place where I could be whoever I wanted, or at least, thats what I told myself. I spent the first few months hiding, doing my best to blend in with the crowd, keeping my head down, staying away from situations that made me feel exposed.
It wasnt until I met themGrace, Anna, and the othersthat things began to change. They were different from anyone Id ever met. They moved through the world with this effortless confidence, this energy that drew people to them. They were unashamed, unapologetic, and, strangely enough, I found myself drawn to them. There was this rawness about them that I couldnt ignore.
We met through a class, but it wasnt until one evening at a party that things really shifted. Grace was laughing, tossing her head back with abandon, as though the world had no say in who she was. Anna, always quiet but with a knowing look in her eyes, stood by her side, offering quiet support. It was their conversation that got my attention.
I cant wait for the weekend, Grace said, a grin spreading across her face. Were heading to the beach, you know, for the usual. Just the girls, letting go.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I heard her right. The beach? What do you mean, the usual?
She winked at me. Oh, you know. Well be naked, Audrey. Just like last time. No walls, no barriers. Free.
At first, it sounded so foreign to me. Naked? In public? The idea sent a wave of discomfort over me. But there was something in her voice, something so confident and so matter-of-fact that I couldnt help but feel a spark of curiosity. Still, the thought of stripping away my clothes and standing exposed in front of them It was terrifying. How could I ever be that free?
Are you in or not? Annas voice broke through my thoughts, soft but firm, as she gave me a gentle smile. She didnt pressure me. She didnt judge. She just understood.
I couldnt stop the wave of doubt from flooding me, but something inside me whispered that this could be the moment of change. The chance to stop hiding. To let go of all the things I thought defined memy size, my insecurities, everything. I had no idea what I was getting into, but there was a pull inside me, urging me forward.
The weekend arrived, and before I knew it, we were standing on the edge of the beach, the cool sand beneath our feet and the distant sound of crashing waves filling the air. I felt out of place, still holding onto my clothes like they were my last line of defense. The girls were already shedding their layers, moving with such ease and confidence that it made me feel like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, about to jump.
Grace turned to me, already barefoot and free, and smiled. You can do this. Its not about being perfect. Its about letting go, Audrey. Youre not the only one here who feels vulnerable. Weve all been there.
I swallowed hard, my stomach in knots. There was a strange warmth in her words, a safety I didnt expect. But even as she spoke, I could feel the weight of my clothes pressing against my skin, the thought of exposing myself completely making my heart race.
I dont know if I can, I admitted, my voice small.
Anna stepped forward then, her hand resting gently on my arm. She was the quieter one, but there was a softness in her touch that made me feel less alone. You dont have to do it all at once. Just take a breath. One step at a time. Were here for you, Audrey. Youre not doing this alone.
I looked at her, and for the first time that day, I felt a little bit of the fear ease up. She wasnt judging me. She wasnt pushing me. She was just there. And for some reason, that felt like enough.
With a deep breath, I slowly began to peel off my clothes, each layer feeling like I was shedding a little more of my old self. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest, but as soon as I stood there, skin bare to the sun and the air, it wasnt quite as terrifying as I thought it would be. It was freeing, yesbut also strange, raw, exposed.
Grace grinned. See? Told you.
But it was Anna who stepped closer to me, her voice gentle yet encouraging. This is just the beginning. Let go of the shame, Audrey. Youve got nothing to hide here. This is who you are.
I smiled nervously, but the more I stood there, the more the world seemed to fade. It wasnt about being perfect. It wasnt about being flawless. It was about being present. About shedding all the weight I had carried for so long.
I walked into the water with them, feeling the cool waves lap against my bare skin, each step feeling like a release. There was something about being there, vulnerable but free, that made me feel like I was reclaiming my power.
And it was then that I realized something: I wasnt just freeing my body. I was freeing my heart, too. And maybe, just maybe, there was more to this than I ever imagined.
My name is Audrey. And this is only the beginning of the journey.