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 ï>¿Artistic Gymnastics by artgym1

   It was Becca's first day at art gym, the day that forged her nude
gymnastics career...

   It was Becca's first day art Art Gym.  Her friend Hannah knew she was
going but had no idea what Becca was about to embark on.  Becca knew that
she wanted to be nude since the day she took a picture of herself in the
mirror on her phone four years previously.  Dan, Kallum, Keiran and Lewis
in school saw the picture and Lewis shouted "stripper" at her across the
school yard.  But she ignored him.  She wasn't a stripper, she was a
naturist.

   Four years later on she was already going for naturist walks with her
boyfriend, in the forest, up the mountain, on the clifftops in the
moonlight.  It was only natural, therefore, that when she saw the advert
for Art Gym, she would apply, after all, gymnastics is about the human
body, not the clothes you wear.  Art Gym would celebrate this.  Thus her
nude gymnastics career had begun.

   She told her friends that she was starting new gym lessons and they'd
heard of the place but didn't know what went on inside, only that it was
"different." When Becca arrived, the first thing she noticed was that there
was only one changing room.  She walked in slowly and was immediately
greeted by the smell of boys' sweat hanging in the mist from the showers.
She could just make out the outline through the fog of some boys sitting
naked on the benches.  They were a little older than her, maybe seventeen
or eighteen.  They smiled and said, "Hi!" She smiled back nervously.

   It was at this point that she remembered the rules; there was a sign
above the door out of the changing room into the gym hall which clearly
said, "All gymnasts must remain naked at all times beyond this point." The
boys gazed at her intently, anticipating her next move.  Slightly
embarrassed, she peeled off her skinny jeans, removed her "Behind the
Scenes" logoed top, slipped off her 34A bra and, aware that the boys were
still watching her, pulled down her panties.  The boys broke into a round
of applause and one said, "There you are, it wasn't that bad was it?" in
friendly fashion.  She smiled and relaxed.  She was nude at last.

   With that, her phone made a sound; she fumbled to check the message and
found it was from Hannah.

   "Hey Beckk, you in Art Gym?  How is it?  ;) "

   Becca replied quickly, "Hi Hann, yeah, ermm its ok :/ :L "

   The next text came back immediately.

   "Only OK?  I thought it's what you wanted?  :S "

   "Yeah it is!  I'm fine really, its just that I gotta strip :O :L "

   Hannah's next text was obviously one sent full of surprise.

   "What??  You haven't got anything on?  :O Aren't you embarrased??"

   Becca replied quickly, "Ermm nope!  Its cool an there are lads here an
their really friendly!  :D" (spelling was never Becca's strong point!)

   She hit the send button and turned off her phone, placing it in her kit
bag along with her skinny jeans, her "Behind the Scenes" top, her bra and
panties.  She then, with a hint of nervousness, walked through the door and
into the Art Gym.  Nude.

   ***

   Three weeks later it was the night of the first Public Gymnastics
Performance in the town.  Dan, Kallum, Keiran and Lewis were in the
audience although they had no idea what was about to happen.  Becca had
invited Hannah who was sitting nervously in the front row with the lads
from school.  She knew.  They didn't.  The "normal" gymnasts performed
first but then, the announcement was made, "Ladies and gentlemen, for the
first time ever in this town, performing Artistic Gymmnastics, please
welcome miss Becca Kirsty!"

   The six hundred-strong audience burst into a round of applause.  Hannah
and many of the parents in the audience knew what was about to happen, but
the lads still didn't have a clue what was about to hit them.  The door at
the back of the gym opened, and out stepped Becca, walking confidently and
naked up to the first piece of apparatus - the vault.  She made a perfect
vault and then proceeded to perform totally nude on the beam with no
inhibitions whatsoever, even when doing the splits because it appeared so
natural.  She made an amazing connection with the audience.  They relaxed
and enjoyed watching Becca, transfixed by her beautiful naked body and its
amazing movements.  Her clitoris occasionally appearing briefly as she did
the splits and her small pink nipples, inverted to start, becoming erect
with the excitement of the performance.

   She progressed onto the asymmetric bars and finally walked over to the
floor, picking up a ribbon and beginning a beautifully lythe Lyrical Dance.
The pink ribbon flowing smoothly behind her, in keeping with her smooth
shaven body.  The performance concluded to rapturous applause from the
audience, even the lads from school, who didn't know what to say.  Becca
stood smiling to acknowledge the applause, upright and unashamed with
shoulders back, breasts out and legs slightly apart, proudly revealing her
slightly swollen labia .  She then ran back into the changing room.  She
picked up her kit bag with phone, skinny jeans, "Behind the Scenes" logoed
top, 34A bra and panties still inside and wearing only her pink converses,
walked out into the foyer to greet her friends.  Naked and proud.  The
audience filed out of the hall and surrounded her, asking for pictures and
autographs which she supplied courteously, completely forgetting she was
wearing only her converses.

   Her taxi arrived and, with her friend Hannah, she walked naked and proud
into the night and into the waiting taxi...