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   Casey's Fall Ch.  04

   Casey woke up naked.

   "What the fuck?" she thought at first, and then remembered the events of
the previous evening.

   Oh God what had she done!  She buried her face into her hands trying to
think of a way to make anything positive of it.  She tried to console
herself with the thought that it was only him who saw it and she didn't
even know who he was.

   "Who cares if that's how he gets his rocks off?" she thought.

   She made an effort to shrug it off and set about doing "normal things"
like putting her pyjamas on so everything would appear business as usual to
her mother when she went down for breakfast.  After that she got dressed
(remembering not to wear underwear this time) and went to get her bike out.

   Ding.

   "WTF?  Already?" Casey thought with annoyance.  She was already dreading
the upskirts and whatever dreadful "mission" she would have to perform
today.  She guessed she was about to find out what that mission might
entail.

   "You have earned a day off after your performance last night.  Hang out
somewhere until your mother leaves for work.  I'll be in touch with your
reward"

   Casey wondered just what he meant by her "reward".  Knowing what things
had been like with him so far she doubted it would be anything she would
like.  But on the plus side maybe she was due a day off anyway, especially
after everything she'd gone through in the last few days.

   She rode her bike to a park nearby and waited until she was confident
her mother would have left and then rode back home.  Her mother's car was
gone.  Confident the coast was clear, she went back inside and took a nice
long shower, then wrapped herself in a fluffy robe and settled in front of
the TV with a cup of coffee.  About an hour and a half later she got the
next text.

   Ding.

   "Nice things happen to nice girls.  You have an appointment at Gillian's
salon at 11:00am to get your hair done.  Treat yourself to a massage and a
manicure too.  It's all paid for.  Text me a selfie when you're done"

   "Oh wow!" Casey thought.  That actually did sound nice after all.

   She wasn't sure the price was worth it for what she had to do to earn
it, but she'd take it.  It was 10:00am now.  If she left in half an hour
she would have plenty of time to get there.  It was only a 15 minute bike
ride away really.

   On arrival she had her hair professionally washed and then she was sat
in front of a mirror.  The stylist asked her what she was having done today
and she responded that she wanted to go blonde and whatever it took to make
her look good.  The stylist laughed and before long Casey's hair was being
pasted with goo and wrapped in foil layers.  Then she was offered a
manicure while she was waiting for the solution to set.  Before long she
had beautiful bright red nails.  Then the solution was washed out of her
hair and more applied to get the remaining roots before her hair was
finally washed again and wrapped in a towel.

   They then led her to a massage table where she was treated to a lovely
back massage, and even though she was topless it wasn't a degrading
experience for her at all for a change.  More of a relaxing experience
actually.  Mmm...

   Finally her hair was dried, cut and styled and she saw herself in the
mirror.  She almost didn't recognise the beautiful blonde woman looking
back at her.  Just wow!

   "Ok you're all done and already paid for.  Come back when you need a
touch up.  It doesn't take long if you come back every few weeks."

   "Thank you so much!" Casey squealed, barely able to take her eyes off
herself in the mirror.

   She hopped out of the chair and virtually floated outside.  Now what was
she supposed to do now again?  Oh right.  Selfie.  She couldn't stop
smiling now if she wanted to so she didn't have to force it for a change.
She took the snap and sent it off.

   Ding.

   "Very nice.  Don't forget you still have the studio appointment at 4. 
For now go back home.  There's another present for you there"

   Casey's heart sank a little as reality came crashing back down.  What
exactly would this present be?  Maybe the fun was over already and there
was something hideous waiting for her?  There was only one way to find out,
and so she biked the short distance back home again.

   As she approached the front door to her house she noticed a package
waiting on the porch.  There was nothing to indicate what was inside so she
picked it up and took it inside to open it.  It was a camera.  A quite
expensive one too by the look of it.

   "Wow!  This was actually pretty cool after all," she thought.

   She decided to text back a thanks, thinking it couldn't hurt to stay on
his good side.

   "Thank you!  It's wonderful!"

   Ding.

   "You're welcome.  Take it upstairs and plug it into the USB port of your
computer then text me back"

   Casey did as he requested.

   "Ok, it's done"

   Ding.

   "Now turn it on and do the same thing as you did to set up the web cam,
only this time you should see the new camera available as an option"

   Realisation then dawned on Casey that this wasn't a present for her at
all.  It was a better webcam for her pervert blackmailer to see her more
clearly while she performed disgusting and degrading acts for him.  She
knew now that the incident last night wouldn't be the last.  There was
nothing she could do about it now though so she set up the software as
instructed and texted back when she thought it was working.

   "That should be on now"

   Ding.

   "Yes I can see you.  It's so much clearer.  I want you to get right up
close to the lens and then go lie on your bed again"

   Casey did as instructed.

   Ding.

   "Perfect.  The auto focus is spot on and the resolution is crazy good.
Ok, the rest of the day is yours until your studio appointment.  You can
switch the camera off now but be back here and turn it on again at 8:30. 
Enjoy your day off."

   Just as Casey expected, his message confirmed that she would indeed have
to go through the degrading experience in front of the webcam again, and as
soon as tonight, and now she would be in high definition to boot.  Perhaps
this time she could control herself better and not masturbate for him
without being asked she wondered?  She also wondered what was significant
about 8:30.  Perhaps he guessed what time she would be available after
dinner but before she needed to go to sleep?  Perhaps he had other stuff
going on in the evenings and that was when he was available, or at least
when he could make himself available?  Perhaps it was a bit of all that. 
Who knew?

   Casey made use of the couple of hours available to her by spending more
time on the couch in front of the TV.  Daytime TV bored her though and she
accidentally dozed off and woke to find it was 3:30 already.

   "Fuck!" she thought.  She still had plenty of time but she had to move
immediately.  She quickly checked her hair.  (God she looked good blonde)
and got on her bike to commence the journey.  Luckily she arrived 10
minutes early and used the spare time to try to calm herself down and
prepare herself for the humiliation she knew was ahead of her.  Casey felt
she would rather stick a fork in her eye than get naked in front of someone
again, especially someone with a camera.  But between what the blackmailer
had on Jolene and what he now had on her, she had little choice but to play
along, at least until she could figure a way out of the horrible mess.

   Her heart was still racing in anticipation as she entered Mark's studio.

   "Oh wow.  Is that really you Casey?  You look beautiful.  I told you
you'd make a great blonde," said Gillian at the front desk.  "Mark's ready
for you now so I'll take you through straight away and do your makeup."

   Gillian led her around to the dressing room again.

   "Mark wants to do something a little different with you today so I'll
get you to pop your clothes off now and you can wear one of these robes
instead," she said handing the robe to her.

   Casey looked around for somewhere private to change.

   "You mean right here?" she asked.

   "Yes silly," Gillian replied.  You're about to be naked in front of Mark
and I for the next hour or so anyway.  No need to be shy.  Getting out of
your regular clothes now just means no red marks from bra straps and so
on."

   "Oh..."

   Casey felt awkward but stripped off as requested and put the robe on. 
She knew now there was definitely no way she would be doing anything other
than posing nude today.

   Gillian finished Casey's makeup in much faster time today and soon was
leading her out to the studio to find Mark.

   "Oh hi Casey.  It's great to see you again.  Wow!  Don't you look
gorgeous!"

   "Thanks Mark.  It's great to see you too," lied Casey.  Well it might
not have been a lie if she wasn't about to be nude in front of him again.

   "Look we're going to use the bathroom set today.  I have a lovely warm
bubble bath for you already prepared.  I'll get you to drop the robe and
pop in to soak.  Don't get your hair wet or ruin your makeup though."

   Casey knew this was coming already so she just gave a small sigh and did
as instructed while Mark fiddled with his camera again.  The tub was almost
a spa it was so huge.  As she got in and lowered herself into the bubbles
she noticed jets on the sides so it could actually be used as a spa.  It
even had a seat embedded into it at the far corner.  Off to one side of the
set was a hand basin with a huge mirror, and on the other side was a
shower. The tiles and fittings were all very posh.  It would pass for a
rich person's bathroom if it wasn't for the fact that it only had 3 walls,
no ceiling and was completely open to the rest of the studio with big
studio lights pointing in and overhead.

   "Ok, all ready?" asked Mark.

   Casey nodded her approval.

   "Ok, now look up at me and smile."

   Click.

   "Now pretend you're washing your arms and get some of that foam on them.
Smile."

   Click.

   "Ok, just wipe some of it off your breasts so we can see them a bit
better.  Lovely.  Smile again sweetheart."

   Click.

   Casey was very nervous and kept forgetting to smile.

   "Ok, now carefully roll over and stick your legs out like you're using a
kickboard.  Just arch your back a bit so your butt is visible.  Oh Gillian
would you mind?"

   Gillian put her video camera down and stepped forward to wipe some of
the bubbles off Casey's butt.

   "That's great.  Nice!"

   Click.

   "Ok, that'll about do this scene.  Casey, would you mind popping into
the shower cubicle and using the handheld attachment to wash the bubbles
off you now?  Mind your hair."

   Gillian stepped forward again and held out her hand to help Casey out of
the bath.  Casey checked the temperature of the hand held shower until she
felt it was right and then stepped in and washed the bubbles off.  She was
still finding it difficult to resist trying to cover herself constantly and
she had the passing thought that she had already been naked in front of
Mark and Gillian so it should be easier this time, but it was still every
bit as horrible as the first time.

   "Ok nice," said Mark.  "Now step back into the bath but don't get in
this time.  I'll get you to take a seat in that bit on the other side. 
Lovely.  Now smile."

   Click.

   "Ok, now we'll get you to shave.  Gillian will bring you some lather and
a shaving brush.  Then just lather yourself up really well.  Go crazy so
there's heaps of lather on you."

   "What?" Casey thought with alarm.  She didn't agree with this at all. 
This was going too far.  Not her bush!  She wasn't some slut who did that
to herself.  Plus she didn't want anyone seeing what she had going on down
there.  Surely Mark would want to see that even less than she wanted to
show it?

   "Um...  is this necessary?"

   "Is there a problem?" Mark asked her carefully, sensing her reluctance.
"Your manager assured me that this wouldn't be an issue for you.  It's even
in your contract.  So what do we do here Casey?"

   Casey sighed, realising there was no way she could get out of the
situation.  Her blackmailer had obviously already decided for her what she
would and wouldn't do, and to refuse Mark was to defy him too and she knew
that would have far worse consequences than going along with Mark's
request.

   "No it's fine.  I just wasn't expecting it today is all."

   "Well that was true," she thought to herself.  The full reality though
was that she wasn't expecting it at all.  Ever.

   "Oh God this sucks," she inwardly groaned.

   "That's ok.  I was just worried there'd been a misunderstanding for a
moment there.  Your manager told us you were literally up for anything at
all.  Is that not the case?"

   "No that's true," lied Casey.  "I am up for anything, just like he
said."

   So far Mark had been gentle with her and hadn't ask for anything too
graphic so she hoped "anything" wouldn't be any worse than what she had
already experienced with him.  Still, she knew she had no choice now but to
do whatever he asked no matter how uncomfortable she might be with it.

   Casey reluctantly accepted the soap, brush and a pink disposable razor
on a saucer from Gillian and then set about applying a lather to her
crotch. Gillian picked up the video camera again and came in closer.

   "I'm very glad and relieved to hear that," Mark continued.  "Now I'll
just get you to part your legs a little wider and you'll need to get the
lather right down in there too."

   'Oh God.  Could this get any worse?" Casey though to herself.

   "Perfect!"

   Click.

   "Look up at me and smile now."

   Click.

   "Ok, time to start shaving.  Just hold the razor at the top there for a
moment.  That's it."

   Click.

   "Now shave a bit down from the top.  Beautiful."

   Click.

   "Ok, um...  this might take a while I think so I'll just step in for a
few more shots from time to time as you make progress.  In the meantime
pretend we're not here ok?"

   "As if..." Casey thought as she continued her labour, which wasn't easy
to begin with.  Her pubic hair was very thick and it took dozens of swipes
over each tiny bit before any bare skin shone through.  Plus she had never
shaved there before and wasn't confident with what she was doing.  The
added humiliation of strangers watching her depilating her most private
area made it infinitely more awkward and difficult.

   "Hmm...  Ok, this is a bit trickier than I thought," Mark said, noticing
Casey's difficulty after nearly ten minutes has passed.  "I'll do one more
shot and then we might have to switch to Plan B."

   "Ok, look down at what you're doing and keep shaving."

   Click.

   "That'll do for now.  Just wash the lather off in the bath and hop out
for a moment and dry off."

   Casey didn't need to be told that twice.  "They were quitting?  Yay!"
she thought to herself.

   She looked down as she rinsed off and noticed her bush was looking a bit
tattered and sorry now but she suspected it would grow back quick enough.

   As she finished drying she noticed Mark and Gillian had vanished. 
Gillian returned presently holding electric clippers.

   "This will be easier if I do it for you I think," said Gillian.  "Just
hop up on the table over here and lay back."

   "Oh no!" thought Casey as she realised her bush was a goner after all.
Soon she found herself spread naked and utterly humiliated in front of a
fully clothed woman buzzing her pubes off with electric clippers.

   Gillian then fetched the shaving equipment from the bathroom set and
applied a lather to Casey's mound.  Soon Casey could feel the razor doing
its work.

   "Ok I'll need you to spread really wide for this next bit"

   Casey spread and then felt Gillian's fingers pushing her bits this way
and that and the razor scraping away at her labia and around her clit.

   Her labia!  Casey suddenly realised with horror that they would now be
visible.  Her impulse was to slap Gillian's hands away and slam her legs
together but instead she gritted her teeth and bore on.

   "Now I'll get you to roll over and get on your hands and knees like
doggy style."

   "What now?" Casey wondered with some alarm.

   She would find out soon enough as Gillian began lathering around her
anus and the lower part of her pussy.  Then she shaved those too!  Could
this get any more humiliating?

   "Ok, all done.  I'll just give you some moisturiser and give it a few
minutes to sink in.  Then we can do the rest of the shoot."

   Gillian handed her a bottle of lotion which Casey used to smear around
her genitals and backside where she had just been shaved.

   "Mark, we're just about ready again," Gillian called out.

   Casey stood up and looked down at her crotch.  What she saw freaked her
out.  She was completely bare and smooth, not a hair left anywhere.  She
had never felt more exposed, but worse still even from this angle she could
see her embarrassing protruding labia.

   "Oh God, Mark was about to see them too!" she realised with mounting
terror.  "Oh GOD!  Everyone from now on who filmed her on a mission would
see them!  She'd be a freak!"

   It felt so breezy and cold too.  This would take some getting used to.
She hoped it would grow back fast.

   "Oh, all done?" asked Mark.  "Well, doesn't that look nice?  Casey, you
really are stunning.  Ok, I'll just get you to pop back where we left off
in the bath, reapply some lather and I'll get a few shots of you pretending
to finish the job."

   She followed Mark's directions and reapplied some lather to her pubic
area and picked up the razor.

   Click.

   "Just spread a little wider for me Casey.  A little more.  That's it."

   Click.

   "Lovely, now splash some bath water onto yourself to rinse off.  There's
a little more soap just there.  That's it.  Now look at me.  Smile..."

   Click.

   "Ok, stand up in the bath and look down at yourself.  Perfect."

   Click.

   "Keep looking down and put both hands on the sides of your pussy.  A
little further apart.  That's it."

   Click.

   "Now hands to your sides and look up and smile at me."

   Click.

   "Hold it there and I'll come in for a few close-ups"

   Click.

   Click.

   "OK, that's beautiful.  Let's get you dried off and we'll move to the
lounge set."

   After she had dried off, Mark led the naked girl to a set which did
indeed look just like a lounge room.  He gestured to a large overly padded
lounge chair for Casey to take a seat as he checked a few settings on his
camera.  Casey noticed the set had no sides and opened out into the main
studio area which was a huge warehouse.  The lights were particularly
bright here too and it took Casey a moment for her eyes to adjust.  The
combination made Casey feel more conspicuous and more naked than usual,
especially with her newly denuded pussy.

   "Would this never end?" she wondered.  She just wanted her clothes back
on and fast forward to being back living a normal life at home and
finishing her diploma months from now with her bush grown back and the
blackmail over, pretending none of this had ever happened.  Mind you she
would probably need psychiatric help by then she thought.

   "Hmm...  Gillian can we get some heels for Casey please?" Marked asked.

   Gillian exited and returned with some white shoes with the most
enormously high heels Casey had ever seen.

   "These look about your size," she said as she handed them to Casey.

   Casey put them on and did up the straps.  She had never worn shoes with
heels so high before and hoped she'd be able to balance if she had to stand
up.

   "Ok.  Just sit right at the front of the chair and lay back please
Casey. Get super comfy.  That's it."

   Click.

   "Now I'll get you to open your legs up wide.  Perfect."

   Click.

   Casey was feeling extremely self-conscious about her dangly labia being
on display but Mark didn't seem to notice them at all.  With her legs
spread so far apart and laying back like this there would be no denying
them.  Maybe he was just being polite?  Casey half suspected he would call
off the shoot and send her away once he saw how hideous she was down there.

   "Oh God.  This is so humiliating," she thought.

   "A little wider now."

   Casey thought she was already as wide as she could go but she gave it
everything until it felt like she was about to split.

   "Perfect"

   Click.

   "That's great.  Now sit up again and I'll get you to put your hands on
the arms of the chair and lift yourself up and support your weight on them.
You got it.  Legs a bit further apart.  Yes!"

   Click.

   "Now bring your legs up and put one over each side of the chair.  Yes,
it's a big spread.  Can you manage ok?  There we go.  Just hold that there
a moment longer."

   The ridiculous shoes made it super awkward but Casey managed to get into
the position Mark wanted.  She was suddenly glad she was athletic.  This
wasn't physically easy at all and the effort of it almost took her mind off
how humiliating it was to display herself so openly like this.

   Click.

   "Ok now hop down and face the other way.  Yes, knees on the chair and
put your hands on the back.  Arch your back a little.  No the other way so
your butt sticks out.  That's it.  Now look over your shoulder at me and
give me a cheeky smile..."

   Click.

   "Legs a little further apart now.  Super."

   Click.

   "Now I want you to reach behind with one hand and just spread your pussy
lips apart a little with two fingers."

   "Oh God!" Casey thought.

   "That's it"

   Click.

   "Now just focus on one pussy lip and pull it to one side.  Sweet!"

   Click.

   Casey could feel herself getting wet.  "Oh God, not here!" she told
herself trying to tame her arousal.

   Mark must have noticed or sensed it as well.

   "Ok, just take a seat Casey and we'll take a moment to catch our
breaths. You're doing really well girl.  Still my favourite model I've
worked with this year."

   "Um...  Gillian, could we have a tissue or something please?"

   Gillian produced a box of tissues from behind her and handed them to
Casey.  Casey was puzzled for a moment until Gillian nodded between her
legs.  She looked down and saw that she had been much wetter than she
thought and there was a wet patch on the chair between her legs.  Oh God!
She quickly stood up and wiped it down with one of the tissues.

   "You might want to give yourself a wipe there too sweetie," said Gillian
gesturing to Casey's crotch.

   Casey looked down and saw that the wetness had seeped part way down her
legs.  Mortified, she looked around for somewhere she might get a little
privacy to clean herself up and then realised how ridiculous that thought
was after everything she'd done here already today in front of these two.

   "Don't worry.  It happens a lot.  It's nothing to be ashamed of,"
Gillian assured.

   She wiped herself down, feeling even more humiliated.

   "This was like being watched going to the toilet," she thought to
herself.

   "Ok, all good to go?" Mark asked.  "We're slightly over time but I'll
just get a few more shots.  This has been one of the best shoots I've done
in ages and there's a couple more poses and angles I want.  Casey I'll get
you to stand up now.  Legs a little closer."

   Casey wobbled to her feet and found a position where she didn't feel at
risk of breaking an ankle in the crazy shoes.

   Click.

   "Ok, let's ty a squat position.  Gillian, we might need a little help
here?"

   Gillian held Casey's arm for support as she got down onto her haunches.

   "That's it Casey," she said "Now just put your knees out as wide as
they'll go.  Back nice and straight.  That's it.  Got your balance ok? 
Ok."

   Gillian stepped back out of shot but stayed at the ready to catch Casey
in case she lost balance.  Casey felt she was fine in the balance
department but wasn't so sure of her feelings in the dignity department.

   Click.

   "Ok, can you put your hands behind your neck Casey?" Mark asked.  "Got
your balance ok?  Beautiful."

   Click.

   "Right, you can put your arms down again now Casey.  Now I'll get you to
put your hands on your legs right up close to your groin at either side of
your pussy.  That's perfect."

   Click.

   "And just a few close-ups"

   Mark moved in about a foot away from Casey's crotch.

   Click.

   "Ok, lovely.  You can stand up again now."

   Gillian quickly stepped over to help Casey to her feet.

   "Just a couple more.  Now if you'll turn around and look back at me. 
Cheeky smile..."

   Click.

   "Wonderful.  Now, keeping your legs nice and straight, bend over and put
your hands on the chair.  Good."

   Click.

   "Now, legs wide apart.  Lovely.  Look back at me.  Smile."

   Click.

   "Ok, now kneel back on the chair and put your hands on the back.  Great.
Now arch your back and tilt your head back and look at the ceiling.  Sweet"

   Click.

   "Put your knees apart as wide as you can.  Keep arching your back and
looking up.  Awesome."

   Click.

   "Hold that there a bit longer.  I'll just get a few close-ups."

   Click.

   Click.

   "OK, I think that'll about do us for the day.  That's a wrap as they
say. Thank you so much Casey.  You've been truly wonderful to work with
today.  Thank you too Gillian for your help."

   "Yes, thank you Gillian," Casey added politely, trying to act like she
had wanted to be there and didn't loathe the experience in its entirety. 
"Thank you too Mark."

   "Pleasure," Mark replied.

   Casey sat back in the lounge chair to undo the shoes and take them off.
She handed them back to Gillian and then momentarily forgot where she had
undressed and left her clothes.  Gillian must have sensed her confusion and
gestured towards the dressing room.  Oh that's right.  Casey padded naked
across the huge warehouse and soon found her clothes and hurriedly dressed
again, more eagerly than usual due to the humiliation she felt about her
newly shaved vulva.

   "Dammit, no undies," she remembered.

   Now she would have to cycle home without even pubic hair to cover her
shame if her skirt blew up.  She quickly washed most of the makeup off her
face and headed out to her bike.

   It was a little later than usual but Casey still had plenty of time to
make it home.  Both her parents would be home by now though.  With a
momentary start she remembered she was blonde now and would need an
explanation about it for her parents, but then realised her late arrival
was the perfect excuse anyway.  Obviously she had gone to the salon after
class today.

   Ding.

   "Upskirt"

   "Really?  Here?" thought Casey.  She looked around and noticed an alley
between two shops nearby.  That would have to do.  She ducked in behind a
dumpster, looked around, quickly parted her legs and took the shot.

   Ding.

   "That's a big improvement.  It stays that way from now on.  Shave it
every morning.  If I see stubble, there will be trouble.  See you at 8:30"

   "Stays that way?" thought Casey with horror.  She wanted to scream.  She
had hoped this would be a once only thing and she could start growing it
back ASAP.  She wasn't sure if she looked like a total slut now or a child,
and she loathed that her dreadful dangly labia were now fully visible.

   Casey mounted her bike and commenced the ride home.

   Her parents were home already, just as she expected, but she had her
excuse already prepared.

   "Wow Casey!  Is that where you've been?" asked her mum.

   "Yes Mum.  Do you like it?" Casey responded as she modelled her hair.

   "Well, it's different.  It might take me a while to adjust to it but I
think it looks very nice.  You look less of a tomboy now.  I think my
little girl is growing up."

   Her father was equally supportive as they sat down around the table at
dinner.

   "Your mother and I will be away this weekend," her father suddenly
announced as they were half way through.  "Apparently we were randomly
selected in some marketing campaign and won free accommodation for two
nights at the Partytown Casino.  I was a bit suss at first so I called the
casino to check and it actually seems to be legit.  All booked and paid for
in our names for tomorrow and Saturday nights.  It's a 4 hour drive so
we've decided to leave straight after work tomorrow.  We should be back
late Sunday for dinner again.  You'll be ok to look after yourself for the
weekend?"

   "Wow, that's amazing Dad.  I hope you have an awesome time.  Yeah, I'll
be fine on my own here no problems," replied Casey.

   "There's plenty of food in the fridge," said her mum.  "There's frozen
pizzas and pies.  Lots of party type food if you get hungry."

   "Thanks Mum.  I know I'll be fine."

   "There's plenty there if you want to have some friends over one night
too."

   "I might just do that Mum," Casey responded, knowing that was fairly
unlikely.

   Casey glanced at the clock on the wall.  It was only 7:30.  Still an
hour until her dreaded appointment with the web cam.  She excused herself
and filled in some time working on an assignment in her room.  It wasn't
due for weeks yet but she had no other study to catch up on after having
the day off that day.

   She looked at the new camera and reflected on the day's events.  It had
seemed like such a nice gift at first until she realised what its purpose
was.  She now realised the salon visit had the same veiled reason.  It
wasn't so much for her as it was to make her look better for someone else,
who she didn't even know.  And that awful photoshoot where she had to shave
herself in front of Mark and Gillian, and then allow Gillian to finishing
shaving her, even around her bum hole!  And then all the degrading poses
afterwards to top off the humiliation.  And she had to do it all smiling
and pretending that she wanted to do it.  It was such an outrage.  Casey
was starting to feel like she was losing control of her life.  She could
only hope that somehow the blackmailer would lose interest in her
eventually or he got caught by the police and taken to jail.  Even better,
hit by a bus!  Casey felt that she would quite happily drive that very bus
at this point.

   Ding.

   "8:30 already.  Crap!" Casey cursed to herself as she realised she had
lost track of time and hadn't turned the camera on yet.  She wondered what
the consequences would be.

   "Time to test out the new cam honey"

   She quickly turned it on and felt some relief that he didn't seem to be
angry with her.

   "Best not push it though," she decided.

   "Got it.  Tonight I want you to strip off straight away.  You're going
to be showing off your new pussy for me and I want you completely nude to
do it.  Use both hands to feel how smooth it is and smile for me and tell
me you're proud of it"

   "Eww!" Casey thought.

   She was totally revolted at the idea of pretending to be proud of it but
would do as she was asked.  She knew only too well what the consequences
would be if she didn't.  She didn't know yet if anything had come of the
picture he said he had sent to 10 people yesterday.  Hopefully nothing but
she didn't know for sure.  Maybe she would be a laughing stock tomorrow? 
She didn't think that likely though.  Her face wasn't in it and only Amelia
had seen her pussy before and even then it wouldn't be enough evidence to
know it was hers.  She couldn't take the risk that he would send another
picture out which might include her face next time though so she best be on
her best behaviour tonight.  He certainly had plenty of those pictures to
choose from now.

   She stroked her pussy with both hands and smiled at the camera in what
she thought was a proud way.  Inside she was dying though.  It was so
humiliating for her to show it to him.  Even more so pretending that she
liked it shaved.  She hated it, and she hated that her protruding pussy
lips were now out in the open for him to see.

   "Look at my pussy," she said in what she hoped was a sexy way.  "Do you
like it all shaved?  I do.  It feels amazing.  Do you like it too?"

   Ding.

   Casey picked up her phone.

   "Come right up close to the camera for a close-up and continue what
you're doing"

   "Oh God!" she thought, but she did it without thinking about it.  Her
blackmailer had all the control now and her only choice was to do what he
wanted.  She realised he would be getting a very graphic view of her vagina
right now probably taking up the whole screen.  She tried not to think
about it.

   "Do you want a closer look?" she said continuing with her best sexy
voice as she approached the camera and continued stroking herself.

   Ding.

   "Get one of those dangly bits with your thumb and forefinger in each
hand and stretch them down and apart.  Keep doing that for a while"

   Casey nearly died inside at that.  She hated that he could even see them
and now he wanted her to make a spectacle of them?  Her face suddenly felt
very hot.  The humiliation was killing her, but knowing she had little
choice she just did it without hesitation.

   After a couple of minutes of stretching her labia for him she realised
she was starting to get very wet.  She looked down and could see drips on
the floor.

   "Oh God!" she thought.  "Am I actually getting off on this?"

   Ding.

   "Lay back on the bed now with your legs as wide apart as you can go the
same as last night and continue touching yourself"

   She was determined to stay in control and only do as much as he asked of
her and no more this time, but to her great shame her primal urges took
over and her fingers were soon plunging into her vagina, and she again
bought herself to orgasm for the camera.  And, just like last night, she
had done it without even being asked.

   Ding.

   "That will do now.  If you can keep your hands to yourself for a few
minutes we have some things to discuss"

   "Oh God, he thinks I'm a slut and he's probably right," Casey thought
with dismay, and then wondered if he was about to reveal the purpose behind
everything he'd been making her do.

   Ding.

   I know you'll have the house to yourself on the weekend.  Let's have
some fun"

   "Oh God!" Casey thought.  "He knows about that?  How?  Oh crap!  What is
he going to make me do now?"

   She was about to find out.

   Ding.

   "First of all you're going to spend the whole weekend naked starting
from when you get home from campus tomorrow.  I'll be asking for full nude
selfies instead of just upskirts at random times"

   She shuddered at the thought and then suddenly remembered her date with
Greg.

   "I have a date tomorrow night.  Can we possibly postpone it until
Saturday?"

   Ding.

   "What sort of date?"

   "A boy I met wants to take me for a burger"

   It was a few minutes before he replied.

   Ding.

   "Your naked weekend now starts at 8:30.  Be in front of your camera by
then"

   Ding.

   "On Saturday you're going on a naked shopping trip.  Your mission
tomorrow is to find someone with a car to take you to a supermarket in
Megaville.  I will send you the address and a shopping list"

   She was to be naked in a supermarket on a Saturday?  Surely he couldn't
be serious?  There would be people everywhere!  She would be arrested for
sure even if she didn't pass out from the humiliation of actually trying to
do that.  Her heart was racing just thinking about it.  She texted back:

   "I'll be arrested!"

   Ding.

   "There will be a fake registered nudist tattoo for you in your mail box
tomorrow along with your shopping list"

   She realised with horror that he was serious.  He had a whole plan
thought out.  Was this going too far though?  Could she actually do it and
get away with it?  The pragmatic part of her started rationalising that if
she was going to do it, exactly how risky would it be?  Megaville was an
hour's drive away so she would be very unlikely to bump into anyone she
knew, and with the fake tattoo she should pass scrutiny by any lazy
security guards or passing cops...  She wondered who could drive her
though. She had passed her drivers' test but had no need of a car and no
money for one anyway so had never got much further than that, apart from
occasionally borrowing her mum's car to run an errand for her.  Maybe Greg?
Telling him what she was going to do and asking him to drive her there
would be beyond mortifying she realised, but at least her nudist excuse was
already out in the open with him...

   Ding.

   "You'll be nude for your driver when they arrive.  Do not take any
clothes with you and ask them to film everything on your phone.  Send it to
me after"

   Ding.

   "On Sunday I want you to invite at least 3 people over for lunch.  Set
the camera up where I can see"

   "Oh fuck!" Casey thought.  That would mean explaining her nudist
experiment to 3 people she knew, and then exposing herself to them with her
newly shaved pussy as well.  She realised with horror that everyone would
see it like that now with her dreadful pussy lips on display, and she would
have to pretend she was cool with it all.  Strangers were one thing but
being nude in front of people she knew and having them see her embarrassing
genitals was completely another.  No boy had ever even seen her naked
before, let alone seen that much detail.  Casey's cheeks reddened at the
thought.  She guessed Amelia and Greg would have to be two.  She didn't
know many other people and they already knew about her "nudist experiment"
so she would just have to find one more, assuming Amelia and Greg didn't
have other plans already.  She gulped and hoped not.

   Ding.

   "You have tomorrow to get everything organised.  There will be no other
missions until tomorrow night's webcam meeting.  Remember you have to stay
nude from 8:30pm tomorrow until after your guests leave on Sunday.  Don't
disappoint me!"

   Casey's mind was spinning as she turned off the camera and computer then
dressed for bed and brushed her teeth.  She tossed and turned and panicked,
but then she started to break it down pragmatically again and started
thinking about how she was going to do it, assuming she had no choice
anyway.  Greg already knew of her nudist aspirations (fake as they were).
She just had to get him to drop her back here Friday night before 8:30
somehow.  Hopefully the timing would work out naturally.  Then the shopping
trip, while completely terrifying to even contemplate, would be in keeping
with her experimenting with becoming a nudist.  Amelia should be on board
for Sunday.  She just hoped both her and Greg would be available.  She just
needed one more guest to fulfil that mission.  She wasn't sure who yet but
it would mean explaining the whole nudist thing to them and hoping they
didn't freak out.  Maybe a boy would be easier to persuade knowing they'd
have a nude girl to look at?  The same thing might act as a deterrent in
asking a girl to come...  Then there was the reality of actually going
through with all of it.  Was it actually mentally possible for her to
wander around a supermarket totally naked in public?  Could she really
expose herself in front of Greg and her friends?

   She knew the consequences of not following through would be far more
humiliating though, so the main thing, and the only thing she could control
was in the planning and preparation, so best focus on that.

   Satisfied with her plan so far she gradually dozed off.



   Casey's Fall Ch.  05

   Casey awoke and immediately remembered the dreadful things she had to
organise that day in order to fulfil her weekend missions.  Somehow she had
to mentally cope with asking people for help to plan things that would mean
being nude in front of them, including a new boyfriend and they hadn't even
had their first date yet.  What would he think of her shaved pussy and
protruding labia?  What if he gagged and ran away?  She wasn't sure how to
ask Greg if he would do it yet, or even if he would be available.  They
barely knew each other but at least her secret was out in the open already
with him and she knew he was ok with it.  More than ok really.  That was
way better than having to explain all this to someone else.  It suddenly
occurred to her that her story might make more sense to him if she just
told him she was planning to spend the whole weekend naked as part of her
nudist experiment so it all ties together.  Yes, that's what she would do.

   The hardest part she knew would come after she managed to get all of
this organised though.  She would then have to follow through with it and
parade herself naked in front of her friends for extended periods of time
over the weekend, not to mention hundreds of strangers in a supermarket. 
Could she even do that without passing out from the humiliation?

   "When the time comes just remember to act normal and show people you're
not ashamed Casey.  Keep smiling, don't cower and don't try to cover
anything, and just pretend your hideous pussy lips don't exist.  You can do
it!" she reassured herself.

   She'd need to explain things to Amelia too to make sure she could come
over on Sunday to see her naked.  It sounded so awful putting it like that.
She'd have to come up with a better way to ask her than that.  Although she
wasn't exactly sure yet what she was going to say that might make it sound
normal enough not to freak her out or gross her out.  She supposed her best
chance would be if she acted excited and enthusiastic about it, even though
she most definitely was not excited or enthusiastic about it.

   Once she pulled that off (assuming that she did pull it off) she still
had to find one more person and convince them of the same.  Well she hoped
it would be just one more.  If neither Amelia nor Greg could come, or if
they refused, then she might have to find three more, including someone
with a car who could drive her to the dreadful mission on Saturday, and if
they would also be willing to record her naked shopping mission.  Who else
did she know with a car?  The only person who sprang to mind was Cassandra,
and asking her was just too awful to contemplate let alone being naked in
front of her, or having her record her mission.  She would never hear the
end of it, assuming Cassandra accepted and didn't just refuse and then tell
the whole campus what she had asked.  Knowing Cassandra that would be
exactly what she would do.

   She scratched at her pussy involuntarily, suddenly realising it was very
itchy.  She reached into her pyjamas and sure enough it was stubbly.  Her
bush was starting to grow back already, but sadly she knew she wasn't
allowed to let that happen.  She lowered her pyjama bottoms and looked at
herself in the mirror.  There was a dark shadow covering her pubic area and
some tiny red dots here and there.

   She normally showered in the locker room on campus after her morning run
but she guessed she would have to start doing it at home now.  There was no
way she was going to risk being seen shaving herself in a public bathroom,
or risk anyone seeing her bare mons while she was showering for that
matter. She almost laughed at that thought.  Plenty of people were going to
have seen it after the weekend and she was sure there would be plenty more
to come the way things were going.

   "Still, if it keeps Jolene out of jail and those pictures he has of me
going public it's worth it," she thought.

   The missions he had given her were dreadfully humiliating but hopefully
the evidence of them was at least contained to him and the few people she
had to involve.  He definitely had her over a barrel now for sure and she
had little choice but to go along with everything he wanted for now.  She
hoped one day he would tire of her and she could get her normal life back
with pubes and underpants and no awful pictures of her floating around.

   With a sigh she headed to the shower and grabbed a can of her father's
shaving cream to take in with her.  After washing everywhere and letting
the room steam up, she carefully applied the foam and began shaving the
stubbly area.  It required several passes to get rid of the stubbly feeling
under her fingertips but at last she was satisfied.  She then did the same
around her back passage as best she could, then rinsed off and turned off
the shower.  The mirror had fogged up and she had to wipe it with her hand
to check the results of her work.  With a reluctant sigh of relief she saw
that the shadow was gone, and while there were still a few red bumps, she
should pass muster when the inevitable upskirt requests started coming.

   She towel-dried her hair and was momentarily shocked but pleasantly
surprised by the pretty blonde girl staring back at her in the mirror. 
Yes, blonde was her colour now she decided.

   Her mother was in the kitchen busy getting ready for work so the
conversation didn't extend beyond saying good morning to each other and
asking how they slept.  Casey said farewell and then grabbed her bag and
bike and departed.  She was a little later than usual but in no mood for
running today anyway.

   Amelia was already in the locker room by the time Casey entered.

   "Wow Casey!  Look at you!" she said with excitement on seeing Casey's
new hair.  "I was wondering where you were yesterday.  It looks like you
treated yourself to a stress day with some pampering?"

   "Yes!  Do you like it?" Casey asked.

   "It's gorgeous!" Amelia replied.  "Blonde totally suits you.  You'll be
beating the boys off with a stick."

   "Oh, I didn't tell you.  I got a date tonight!" Casey said with a little
happy dance and a smile.

   "Really?  Who is he?"

   "His name's Greg.  I think he plays football and drives one of those old
muscle cars.  I'm not sure what it is.  It's red and has a gold emblem of
some sort covering the bonnet."

   "That sounds like an old Trans Am.  Yes I think I know who you mean. 
Ooh, so where are you going?"

   "We haven't decided yet.  We were just going to grab a burger or
something.  Nothing formal."

   "Has he seen your new blonde look yet?

   "No, you're the first so far, apart from Mum and Dad," Casey replied.

   Casey suddenly had an idea about how to ask Amelia over for the Sunday
luncheon.  Just as she planned to do with Greg, Casey would also tell her
about her plan to be naked for the whole weekend since her parents would be
away, and also tell her what she was planning to do on Saturday with Greg.
That way she could say she was experimenting with what it would be like to
be nude amongst a crowd of strangers and then with a small group of friends
to see how she felt in both situations.  It was still loony but Casey
thought there was definitely an element of plausibility there that she
might just be able to convince Amelia with if she gave it plenty of
enthusiasm.

   There was no one else in the locker room yet.  "Here goes everything,"
she thought as she took a deep breath, scarcely able to believe what she
was about to say to Amelia.

   "Amelia, my deepest and most enduring of all friends..."

   "Yes...?" Amelia replied, knowing Casey was buttering her up for to ask
something from her.

   "Are you doing anything on Sunday?"

   "No, not at this stage.  What did you have in mind?"

   Casey inwardly breathed a sigh of relief to hear that.

   "Well, you know how the other day you helped me with my nudist
experiment..."

   "Yes...  I haven't forgotten about that yet Casey..."

   "Well I want to take it a step further.  My parents are going away for
the weekend so I thought I'd see what it would feel like to be nude for an
extended period of time and try to stay nude for the whole weekend, and
also try to do a few things I would have to do if I actually was a nudist."

   "You're a braver woman than I am Casey Reine but how can I help?  What
are you planning to do?"

   "Ok, I want to try being nude amongst a bunch of strangers and then try
the same thing with a small group of friends and see how I feel in both
situations.  On Sunday I want to have you and maybe two other people for
lunch while I stay nude.  Would you be ok with that?"

   "I think I can manage that, but I won't hold you to staying nude if you
don't feel comfortable at the time.  I gotta ask though.  What's with this
fascination with being nude?  Is it a sex thing for you?"

   "No, not a sex thing at all," Casey replied, trying to think of
something fast.  "I was just Googling around one day and read some stuff
about it and it intrigued me.  I wondered what it would actually feel like
to be so exposed like that and if it would be a freeing experience or
something else."

   "Oh ok sure.  I've never really thought much about it myself to tell the
truth, and I know I wouldn't feel comfortable with it at all, but you do
you girl.  Tell me, if you did decide to register one day would you move to
one of those nudist towns or would you want to stay right here where you'd
probably be the only nudist between here and Megaville."

   "Um...  I hadn't really considered that but I guess I've been thinking
about it in the context of living the same life I have now, just nude.  I'm
not sure if I'd ever actually do it though.  It's a lifetime commitment
after all, so it's just an experiment for the moment.  But yes, I think I
kind of like the idea of staying around the people I love," Casey replied,
thinking that might make her sound a little sentimental and grounded, and
hopefully a little less crazy to Amelia.

   "Oh ok, and what were you planning to do on Saturday?  Can I help you
with that as well?"

   "Well, it's a big one and I'm kind of scared about it..." Casey
responded, thinking "kind of scared" was the understatement of the century.
"But I want to go shopping in the nude.  I'm thinking I'll go over to one
of the supermarkets in Megaville."

   "What the actual fuck Casey!  Have you lost your mind?  No.  As your
friend I have to step in here and tell you not to do it.  Just no. 
Something like that can't be undone again.  If someone finds out, the
gossip will spread like wildfire and you'll never live it down."

   "Well I figure let 'em talk," Casey responded.  If their lives are so
small that's all they can think to talk about then they should go for it.
Small things amuse small minds."

   Other girls had started to fill the locker room so they lowered their
voices.

   "But won't you be arrested if a cop sees you?" Amelia whispered.

   "Well I'm going to wear a fake registered nudist tattoo which should let
me pass for a real one if anyone does stop me," Casey replied, tracing the
shape of a crescent on her wrist to demonstrate where it would go.

   "Sheesh, ok then.  Well I guess it's your life.  How will you be getting
over to Megaville?"

   "I was gonna ask Greg to drive me.  Long story short, we've been talking
and I told him about my little experiment so he already knows that much.  I
just haven't told him about my plans for the weekend yet.  I only found out
last night that my folks were going to be away.  If he's available I'll
also ask him to be there on Sunday.  I just wanna find at least one more
person for that.  I don't know who yet..."

   "Well I'd offer to come with you on Saturday but I don't think I can
handle seeing you do that to yourself.  Are you really sure you wanna do
that Casey?  Like really, really sure?  It sounds like something that could
so easily go very, very badly."

   "Yes, I'm positive about it.  I've been thinking about it for ages and
the opportunity just presented itself with my folks going away.  They don't
go away very often so it's now or never."

   "Well I'd choose never if it were up to me, but as I said, it's your
life."

   "Thanks Amelia.  You're a true friend.  I'll probably see you at morning
tea or lunch, but if I don't, see you Sunday."

   "Sure thing Casey.  No worries.  What time should I come?"

   "Oh, let's say 11:30 to 12:00?  Does that work for you?  I should have
plenty of food and drinks so you won't need to bring anything.  It's
nothing formal.  Just an impromptu gathering.  Maybe we could make it a
regular thing?  Well without me being nude," Casey smiled.

   Well she hoped she'd never have to be nude around Amelia again she
thought to herself, but then she didn't really know where her blackmailer
was leading her or when he'd go away.

   "That sounds nice.  Ok see you then at your place if I don't see you
before.  And remember I won't think less of you if you decide not to go
through with it," Amelia said in parting.

   "Thanks Amelia.  I'll definitely keep that in mind."

   "If I actually had a choice about it," Casey added to herself.

   Ok, one down two to go.

   She was only about thirty minutes into class when she got her first
upskirt request.

   Vibrate.

   "Upskirt time"

   This one was easy to pull off.  Everyone's attention was focussed
elsewhere so she just had to quickly part her legs, put the phone into
place between them and take the shot before texting it back.  It wasn't
dignified by any means but it was efficient.

   Vibrate.

   'What now?' Casey thought.

   "You look so much better shaved"

   "Ugh.  Is he blind?" Casey wondered.  She would be mortified enough if
she was normal down there but knowing someone could now see the ugly mess
she'd been cursed with was beyond bearable.  Still she knew she had little
choice but to bear it for now.

   Morning tea came.  Casey looked everywhere for Greg but couldn't find
him.  She suddenly worried he wasn't on campus today.  They didn't have a
class together today so she couldn't catch up with him there but she had
his number so she decided to send him a text.

   "Are you here today?  I'd like to see you at lunchtime"

   It took a few minutes before he replied and it happened just as she was
entering her next class.

   "Sure.  Meet you in the cafeteria"

   Casey gave a silent prayer of thanks.  Now she just had to hope he'd be
open to what she had to say and wasn't busy when she needed him for her
horrible missions.  She also made a mental note to always double check who
she was sending an upskirt picture to now.  She would have to drown herself
if she accidentally sent one to Greg.

   She was on her way to her locker to get her books for her next class
when she passed by a noticeboard.  To her horror there was a printout of
one of her upskirt pictures pinned to it, obviously taken before she had
shaved.  Someone had written in sharpie across it "Have you seen this
minge?"

   "OMG!  He did send that picture out on Wednesday and some asshole has
pinned it here!" she said to herself with alarm.

   She quickly looked around and then ripped it off the noticeboard, tore
it into tiny bits and put it in a bin.  She then couldn't stop wondering
who had pinned it there and how many people had seen it.  It was a far from
comforting thought.

   The next class passed without any more word from the blackmailer and
soon it was lunchtime and she set off to find Greg.  She found him waiting
for her at the door.  They got their food and Casey chose a table away from
the main crowd where she thought they might get some privacy.

   "Wow!  I love your new hair.  It really suits you.  I'm looking forward
to tonight.  Are we still on?" Greg asked.

   "Thanks.  Yes, I'm looking forward to it as well," she answered without
lying.  She was indeed looking forward to it.  It was what she was about to
ask him about the day after that filled her with dread.

   "Listen, there's something I want to discuss with you," she continued.
"You know how I told you I've been thinking about becoming a nudist?"

   "How could I forget about that?" he replied with cheeky grin while
waggling his eyebrows.

   "Well my folks are going away for the weekend and I thought I'd take the
opportunity to try spending the whole weekend in the nude to see what it
feels like wearing no clothes for a fairly long period of time..."

   Greg leaned forward with big eyes.

   "Are you taking visitors?"

   "Yes, but I'll get to that in a moment," Casey replied with a laugh.

   "Well he's more than open to the idea at least, if not a little too
enthusiastic maybe..." she added to herself.

   "I also want to try some real world situations I would face if I did
become a registered nudist one day."

   "Like what sort of situations?" Greg asked.

   "Well, I want to feel like what it would be like to be amongst of bunch
of strangers if I was the only one nude, and then I want to try the same
thing with a small group of friends to see if it feels any different."

   "Do go on," prompted Greg with mounting interest.

   "Ok, on Saturday I want to go over to Megaville and do some shopping in
a supermarket and I want leave my clothes at home so I don't chicken out
when I get there.  I shouldn't bump into anyone I know so my reputation
should stay safe, and I've got a fake registered nudist tattoo organised so
I shouldn't attract any unwarranted attention from any security guards or
police.  The problem is I don't have a car to get there..."

   "Are you serious?" Greg asked grinning from ear to ear.

   "Yes, very serious," replied Casey replied with a smirk she hoped would
look flirty.

   "And you need a ride?"

   "Yes I do.  I don't suppose...?"

   "You want me to take you?  Sure thing!  Absolutely!  Yes!  What time do
you want to do it?"

   "I dunno.  What time are you available?"

   "Well I have a game in the afternoon.  That doesn't start until 2:00 but
I can't be late.  Any time in the morning would work for me as long as we
leave there by 12:00 I guess," Greg responded, scarcely believing this was
real and not a wind-up by his buddies.  He looked around to see if any were
watching nearby.

   "That sounds perfect!" said Casey.  "We can get an early start if you
like and then just stay long enough to get the items on my list."

   "Ok super!  This sounds fucking awesome if you don't mind me saying. 
You got game girl!"

   "Thanks," Casey laughed.  Inwardly though she was completely mortified
that it now looked like it was actually going to happen.  "Oh, and one more
thing.  I want to get something I can look back on to remember everything
and see people's reactions and so on.  Would I be able to give you my phone
to record me?"

   "Twist my arm.  I would so hate doing that..." Greg said with a smile
and more than a little sarcasm.  "Consider it done."

   "And...  one other thing," Casey began to add.  "On Sunday I'll be doing
the 'small group of friends' part at my house at lunch time.  Would you
also be available for that?"

   "Yeah sure, I can definitely be there then for sure.  I had something
else on but I can blow that off no worries."

   "That's great.  Thank you so much Greg."

   "Wow!  I'm really looking forward to this Casey.  You're turning out to
be a really amazing girl and I barely know you yet.  I'm really looking
forward to spending time with you this weekend, even if you decide to back
out and wear clothes."

   "I won't back out," she laughed, knowing full well that she couldn't.

   "Oh..." Greg began.  "I better get your address.  What time do you want
me to come get you tonight?"

   "Oh right.  I'll text it to you," she said and a moment later Greg's
phone dinged.

   "Well if it's for dinner I like to eat early if I can," Casey continued,
knowing she had to get him to drop her off back to her house before 8:30.

   "I don't mind eating early.  Would 6pm be ok?"

   "Sure, sounds perfect," replied Casey.  She was pleased it was all
coming together so well, although not so pleased with the reasons she was
making these plans.

   They continued with some social banter for a while when Casey realised
she still needed a third person for Sunday.  She checked the clock on the
cafeteria's wall and then turned white as she realised she only had minutes
to get to class.  She'd been enjoying Greg's company too much and the
conversation with him had taken longer than she expected so she was now out
of time.  What was she going to do now?

   As she bid Greg adieu her mind was racing wondering who she was going to
ask and when, not to mention how.  Her mouth was dry from having to explain
it twice today already and she had a head-start with those two.  Someone
new would need to be brought up to speed with the whole experimental nudist
thing and their reaction to that tested before she would be able to
introduce the mission part that she needed them for.  Oh well, she still
had Saturday afternoon to find someone.  Maybe Greg had a friend or sibling
he could bring along?  If all else failed she could ask Amelia.  She was
bound to know someone who could be discreet.  Maybe she would text her on
Saturday when she got back from the shopping mission and ask her then?  She
went into class feeling reasonably assured it would be ok but still
worried, and she had enough to worry about already.

   About 10 minutes into class, you-know-who texted again.

   Vibrate.

   "Upskirt time"

   The teacher was talking out the front and everyone was watching him so
she had no trouble getting the deed done in her usual manner.  She even
remembered to double check the sender before texting the reply.

   Vibrate.

   "You have 5 o'clock shadow.  Not good"

   Casey damned her dark pubic hair and fair skin, but did he seriously
expect her to re-shave it multiple times a day, and while on campus?  She
realised she would have to shave again before the webcam meeting now at
least.  It would probably be best to take care of it while she was getting
ready for her date in case she was too late getting back after, and
definitely tomorrow morning before Greg saw her naked.  If she couldn't
have a bush it was better to be completely smooth than let him see her all
stubbly she figured.

   The rest of the day passed quickly and she was soon biking home.  She
remembered to check the letter box and found an envelope addressed to her.
It didn't have a stamp though which meant the blackmailer was a local and
had delivered it personally, or it was dropped off by a courier or
something.  She wondered if it would be difficult or expensive to set up a
security camera to watch the mailbox and porch.  Perhaps she'd get a
glimpse of what he looked like, which might lead her down the path to being
able to do something to stop him?  Or it might all backfire and he sent all
of the naked photos and videos he now had of her to everyone on campus and
her parents, not to mention sending all of the evidence he had against
Jolene to the authorities.  It was a big risk she thought.  Too big for
now, but there must be some way to put an end to all of this perverted
filth he was making her do?

   Her parents were still home when she arrived but their suitcases were in
the hallway so they were set to leave, and right at that moment as it
turned out.  They both gave Casey a kiss good-bye and told her to be good
and call them if there were any problems.

   Casey waved them down the road and then quickly went back in to check
the contents of the envelope.  She opened it with a letter opener which was
a technique she learned from a TV crime drama to preserve evidence.  Inside
was just the fake registered nudist crescent tattoo as promised and a $100
bill pinned to a shipping list which had the supermarket's address at the
top.  The list itself consisted of various fruit and vegetables and other
general grocery items.  Nothing special or extraordinary.  Casey didn't
realise it but the items on the list were carefully selected to make sure
she had to go down every aisle in the store.  She put the empty envelope
into a clean zip lock bag and sealed it up.  "You just never know" she
thought to herself.

   Vibrate.

   "Oh crap!" Casey thought.  "I forgot to take if off vibrate."

   "Did you get the tattoo and the money and list for your shopping trip
tomorrow?"

   "Yes"

   Ding.

   "You can take a purse tomorrow to carry the money but you must put it in
your trolley and not carry it"

   Ding.

   "How did it go today?"

   "All organised.  I just need one more person on Sunday"

   Ding.

   "What time are you doing tomorrow's mission?"

   "Morning"

   Ding.

   "What excuse did you use to convince everyone?"

   "Why does he care about that?" Casey thought.  "I guess nothing's as
good as the truth.  I just hope he doesn't sabotage me so I can't use it in
future.  I have no idea what else I'd be able to say to people then."

   "I told them I was thinking about becoming a registered nudist and
wanted to try some stuff to see what it felt like"

   Ding.

   "I like it.  As a matter of fact I like it so much I want you to ask
your parents for permission to make it reality as soon as possible"

   "Oh no!" Casey thought.  "What if they say yes and I have to be nude
forever even after this wretched blackmail thing blows over?  He surely
can't expect me to go through with that?"

   "Please.  I'll do anything you want but please don't make me do that"

   Ding.

   "Take off your clothes and switch on your camera and tell me you'll do
it.  Show me you're happy and excited about it"

   Resigning herself to her fate for now and hoping she'd find a way out
the nightmare very soon, with a sigh Casey did as he requested.  She took
off her clothes and turned the camera on, then gave a pretend squeal and
happy dance saying "I'm going to ask my parents to become a registered
nudist.  I hope they say yes."

   She now knew that he really did expect her to do it.  She shuddered at
the thought.  The idea of even asking her conservative parents to allow her
to do something like that terrified her enough, but far more terrifying was
the possibility they might say yes.  What would she do then?

   Ding.

   "Very good but you still have 5 o'clock shadow.  Make sure you remedy
that before 8:30.  See you then for the start of your nude weekend"

   Casey checked the time on her phone.  It was approaching 5 o'clock. 
Time to get ready.  She hopped into the shower and re-shaved everything,
then did her hair and makeup and selected a pretty dress and a pair of
comfortable pumps with sensible heels.

   Shortly after she was finished, there was a burbling noise outside and
she checked out the window to see Greg's car in her driveway.

   "Hi Casey.  Are you ready?  You look smashing!" said Greg as he came to
the door.

   "Thanks Greg.  Yes, let's do this."

   Casey got into the passenger seat and jumped when he started the engine
again.  It was really loud and vibrated through the whole car.

   "This is an interesting car Greg.  What is it and how long have you had
it?  Sorry, I don't know much about cars."

   "It's a 1978 Pontiac Firebird Trans Am.  Dad and I salvaged her from a
wrecking yard and we spent most of last year fixing her up.  It was a lot
of work and a lot of money but it was worth it."

   "I've never been in a car like this.  It sounds really powerful."

   Greg suddenly gave the throttle a squeeze.  Casey felt herself pressed
back into her seat and was overwhelmed by the sound of the engine roaring
and tyres scrambling for traction.  Then just as suddenly he backed off
again, throwing her weight forward against her seatbelt.

   Casey was momentarily speechless.

   "Holy fuck!" she eventually blurted.

   Greg was grinning from ear to ear.

   "So where are we going?  Assuming we get there in one piece?" Casey
asked as she fought to regain her senses.

   Greg laughed out loud at that.

   "You're in safe hands here Babygirl.  I'd never let anything happen to
you.  Um...  your choice.  I was thinking we'd go down by the waterfront.
There's a bunch to choose from down there.  Burger joints, hot dogs, salad
bars.  We could grab some takeaway fish and chips and eat it on the beach
if you like?"

   "I choose that one," Casey replied.  "Fish and chips on the beach sounds
awesome!"

   Soon they had ordered and were waiting in the queue for their number to
be called.  Greg offered to pay and also ordered two cokes.  Their order
arrived wrapped in white paper and they crossed the road to a small park
with picnic tables on the water front.  The sun was just setting over the
water as they sat down but the picnic area had plenty of lighting so they
would be spared from complete darkness once it set.

   "Are you excited about tomorrow?  Still going through with it?" Greg
asked as they were eating.

   Casey still had a mouthful and almost choked as thought of having to do
that tomorrow brought her back to reality.  She took a swig of her coke and
swallowed.

   "Umm yes, still going through with it.  A little nervous I guess," Casey
replied.

   "It's ok if you decide not to do it, but if you do I'll be there with
you every step of the way."

   "Um...  thanks.  Do you have Mrs Daly in anything?  What a dragon!"
Casey said, changing the subject.

   They talked about Tech and the various characters in it for some time,
both enjoying each other's insights and company.  Then Greg raised the
subject again.

   "So what time do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?" he asked.

   "I guess it opens around 8:30 and it'll probably be better to get in
early before the rush.  It's about a 60 minute drive.  What's say around
7:30-8:00am or so?"

   She glanced at her phone to check the time and was shocked to discover
it was nearly 7:30pm already.  She would need to get Greg to take her home
very soon.

   "I don't suppose you'd mind taking me home soon?  I'm having a great
time but I have some stuff I need to organise for tomorrow."

   "Yeah sure.  Do you want to get an ice cream or something first?"

   "Oh crap!  What-do-I-say?  What-do-I-say?  What-do-I-say?" thought
Casey, trying to come up with an excuse for why she needed to get home for
her 8:30 appointment with the webcam.  She would have loved to spend more
time with Greg but if they went for ice cream she would almost certainly be
late, and she didn't want to think what the consequences of that might be.
Then an idea came to her.

   "You know..." she started, nonchalantly looking at her fingernails as if
checking if they needed a manicure, "the sooner I get home, the sooner my
nude weekend starts..."

   "Hell, he's going to see me naked soon enough anyway.  May as well get
it over with so it's less awkward tomorrow," she thought.

   Greg immediately stood up and held out his arm for Casey.  Soon they
were back in his car and Greg laid rubber as they left the parking spot,
which made Casey laugh.

   Greg almost screeched to a stop in Casey's driveway, stopped the engine
and then ran around to her side, opened her door and bowed to take her
hand. She put her hand in his in return as if she was a princess and he
gently pulled her to her feet.  As they walked to the door he clicked the
remote lock for his car and it answered with a chirp.

   "Well now..." Casey said as she stood awkwardly in the hallway inside
trying to stall.  "Would you like a coffee or something?"

   "I have an idea," Greg responded, sensing Casey's awkwardness.  He then
strode up to her and took her into his arms and gave her a huge
open-mouthed kiss.  Casey had kissed a boy romantically before but it was
nothing like this.  This filled all of her senses at once and made her
knees feel week.  Instinctively she pushed her tongue into his mouth and he
returned with the same.  After a few moments she kicked her pumps off, and
in between kisses managed to blurt out "zipper".

   Greg knew what she meant and reached around to find her dress's zipper
and unzipped it for her.  Casey worked her arms out of the sleeves and let
it drop to the floor.  Then she undid the catch at the front of her bra and
did the same with that.  Without pausing to think about it, she worked her
panties down her hips and kicked them off.  Now she was completely naked in
his arms and the kissing had not relented.  She felt that familiar ache in
her lower abdomen again and was soon guiding him up to her bedroom.

   Once there they both sat down on her bed and kept kissing.  Then he
gently pushed her back and made his way down to her neck and then her
breasts, kissing and sucking gently at her nipples.  It was something Casey
hadn't felt before and gave her a whole new set of sensations.  Soon he was
kissing her stomach which felt to her like hundreds of tiny but pleasant
electric shocks.  Then his mouth was on her pubis and Casey was in ecstasy.
She was powerless to stop him as he gently lifted her around and positioned
himself between her legs as his mouth worked its way lower until she felt
him sucking at her labia.  She felt a momentary twinge of alarm at that,
wondering if he would be turned off by her anatomy but it was soon
forgotten as waves of pleasure overtook her.  His tongue worked from deep
inside her vagina and up to her clit, stopping in between to draw her labia
minora into his mouth once again.  It soon became too much for her then and
she felt the orgasm rising.  She grabbed his head and drew it deeper into
her crotch, letting her screams of pleasure out into the world for the
first time.

   As her senses returned she looked up to find him standing up and taking
his clothes off.  Soon he was naked with an obvious erection.  She was
momentarily concerned that he might be too big for her but it was quickly
forgotten as he returned to kissing her again.  She briefly realised she
could taste herself on his mouth and breath but in her heightened state of
arousal and anticipation it only excited her more.  She offered no
resistance as he positioned himself above her and willingly opened her
legs. A moment later her virginity was gone.  She had expected pain for her
first time but there was none.  Soon she was having another orgasm and he
climaxed at the same time.

   They were lying sleepily together later after their third time when
Casey heard her phone downstairs ding.  Her eyes immediately went big.

   "Oh fuck!" she thought, suddenly terrified.  She glanced at her old
alarm clock and it said it was 09:10.  "Oh fuck!  I completely forgot the
time!"

   "OH FUCK!  I FORGOT TO TURN THE CAMERA OFF EARLIER!' she screamed inside
her head as she noticed its red power light indicating it was on.

   "Back in a minute," she quickly said to Greg and ran downstairs.  She
was briefly aware that it felt strange to be running downstairs naked in
her parents' house, and also of a wetness between her legs she realised was
Greg's semen.  Luckily she had been on birth control for some years to help
with a cramping issue.

   She almost dropped her phone in her haste to pick it up.

   "Another fine performance for your file.  I'm looking forward to your
video tomorrow to see if you can do an even better one"

   Casey suddenly realised he must have recorded all of the webcam sessions
she'd done with him, and the more she did, the more he had on her.  She was
digging herself in deeper every day, and now whatever thoughts she had of
not going through with tomorrow's mission were definitely over.

   Well, he didn't sound mad at least Casey thought, but the idea that he
had just watched her lose her virginity and might send it to her fellow
students and parents filled her with revulsion and pants-wetting fear, let
alone all of the other ones.  Casey brought to mind the previous night's
webcam session where she was made to proudly show off her newly shaved
pussy and stretch her labia out and then masturbate spread out as wide as
she could go, and she orgasmed!  It would totally look like she was into it
and not being blackmailed.

   Casey then also realised she had just given it up on her first date. 
Was she actually a slut?  It hadn't felt slutty to her, and it still didn't
she decided.  There was definitely a chemistry with Greg that she'd never
felt before.

   Realising there was no changing either situation now, and suddenly
feeling exhausted, she went back up to her bed.  Greg was already asleep,
still naked, so she turned off the camera and nestled up beside him.  He
grunted and put an arm around her.  She felt better there and soon she
dozed off as well.



   Casey's Fall Ch.  06

   When Casey awoke she instantly realised she was naked and groped around
automatically for a gown or her pyjamas.  Then she remembered that wasn't
allowed today.  She had to stay naked until tomorrow evening.  She rolled
over and Greg was still where she left him the night before.  She watched
him sleeping and enjoyed having a cover over her body for what might the
last time for the next two days.

   She looked at her phone and saw it was just on 7:00am.  Dammit.  If they
were going to leave by 7:30 it was time to get moving, and fast.

   Casey couldn't believe she was actually going to go through with it but
she also knew she didn't have the choice not to.  That would have far worse
consequences than a few strangers seeing her naked.  She felt so odd being
nude right now even in her own house.  What would it be like outside
amongst fully clothed people going about their business?  She also realised
Greg hadn't got a good look at her yet and he might be revolted seeing what
she actually looked like in the light of day.

   Time to wake him up.  She rolled over onto her stomach to try to delay
letting him see her body and her ghastly protruding labia minora just a
little longer and started pushing him in the shoulder.

   "Wake up sleepy head.  Gotta get going.  What do you want for
breakfast?"

   Greg opened his eyes and took stock of his surroundings for a few
moments.  Then he smiled and pulled Casey close to him and began kissing
her.

   "Ew, dragon breath!" Casey said, feigning disgust.  "Look, I'm gonna
take a shower.  Then I suggest you do.  We need to get going if we want to
beat the crowds."

   "Yeah, that's fine.  I can be ready in about 10 minutes.  Oh crap, I
better text my mum to let her know I'm ok."

   "You can do that?" asked Casey.  "My mum would have me drawn and
quartered if I didn't go home one night and didn't tell her where I was."

   "Yeah, it's not unusual for me to stay out and she's used to me.  It's
not like I'm in high school anymore.  Now let's have a look at my cute
little nudist," he added with a smile.

   "No!" Casey said and ran out of the room before he could grab her and
see her clearly.  Remembering her 5 o'clock shadow problem, she wanted the
chance to at least shower and shave before that happened.

   She locked the bathroom door behind her so he couldn't follow and then
took care of business.  Afterwards she went to wrap a towel around her body
and then realised she was being silly and hung it up again.

   When she got to her room she discovered Greg wasn't there anymore so he
must have gone downstairs already.  She took a deep breath and headed down
to find him.

   "Did you find the coffee and something to eat?" she asked, trying to
appear as normal as possible.

   "I found the coffee.  Not sure where the corn flakes are yet," Greg
replied, trying his best not to stare at the naked girl in the room with
him.

   "Top shelf.  Pantry," Casey pointed out to him.

   Greg looked where she pointed in an effort to be polite and try to look
at something other than her.  Her beauty literally took his breath away and
he didn't want to do anything that might make him appear anything less than
a gentleman.

   Casey went over near him to make herself a coffee too.

   "We better put that tattoo on too," said Greg.

   "Oh shit yes," remembered Casey.  "I'll go get it."

   They quickly read the instructions on the back which said to wet it
first.  Casey held her arm out on the table while Greg applied it and held
it down.  Soon he peeled off the backing paper and they checked it out.

   "Well, I couldn't pick that from the real deal," Greg said.

   "We better hope not or this day is going to get a lot more interesting
than I expected real fast," Casey responded.

   "You'll be fine.  If it comes to it I'll bust you out of the hands of
any cops and do a runner with you."

   Casey laughed.

   "Ok, do you need a shower?" Casey asked.

   "Yeah, I s'pose.  I'll just be a minute."

   Casey used the time Greg was in the shower to put the money, the
shopping list and her phone into a small hand bag and then took a moment to
take some big breaths to try to calm her racing heart.  She checked and
re-checked the tattoo and looked out the window at least a dozen times to
see if any neighbours might be about.  She was pleased to see that her
street seemed to be still asleep and hoped Greg hurried up before that
changed.

   Ding.

   "Selfie time"

   "Jesus already?" Casey thought to herself.

   She quickly took the shot and texted it back.

   Ding.

   "What time are you leaving?"

   "Why does he care as long as I get it done?" Casey wondered.

   "Very soon."

   Greg reappeared dressed in his clothes from the day before and with wet
uncombed hair.  Casey thought it must be great to be a guy.

   "Ok let's do this!" Casey said, mustering all of her strength.

   "Yes, let's do it!" Greg repeated reassuringly.  He was amazed his date
could be doing a thing like this.  He'd never known a girl like her.

   Casey breathed a sigh of relief once she was seated in Greg's car, but
after feeling the upholstery on her bare buttocks she remembered she was
naked and the involuntary response that humiliation tended to induce in her
nether regions.

   "Hold on a moment," she said.

   Greg looked on amused as she quickly ducked back inside to grab a towel
which she laid on her seat.

   "Ok, let's go!" Casey said as she sat back down and buckled up.

   The engine rumbled to life and soon they were on the motorway to
Megaville.

   "So where are we going?" Greg asked.

   Casey pulled out the shopping list with the address.

   "Um...  it's a chain supermarket inside a place called Southern Meadows
Shopping Centre.  Grey Street towards the southern end," Casey replied.

   "I think I know the place," Greg responded.  "Well I know where Grey
Street is anyway.  I'm sure we'll find it from there."

   "You don't want me to look it up on MAPS for you?"

   "Nah, we'll be fine."

   Casey tried to take her mind of what she was about to do and started
thinking about the night before.  She was a woman now!  Oh my God he had
sucked her protruding labia.  How embarrassing!  Although, if he sucked
them he can't have been too disgusted right?  And he hadn't bolted this
morning after seeing her in the light of day?  She tried to find a subtle
way to ask him but then decided she'd just come straight out with it.

   "Um...  Greg..."

   "Yes Casey?"

   "Last night...  Um...  When you went down on me.  You didn't notice
anything unusual about me?"

   "What do you mean Casey?"

   "Um...  Like I have a lot more going on down there than most girls
have?"

   "Oh.  Arr...  Um...  No.  Let me put it to you like this.  We live in
the Internet age and a young man gets the opportunity to see naked ladies
in all shapes, sizes and colours.  You haven't got anything I haven't seen
before.  I kinda like it in fact.  Kind of a lot in fact.  I don't suppose
you'd mind pulling over a while?  I got kind of an uncomfortable stirring
going on right now with a beautiful naked girl in my car talking about me
going down on her beautiful pussy."

   Casey slapped him and smiled.

   "Well at least he seems to like it," she thought to herself, "assuming
he's telling the truth and isn't just being polite, or that most other
people wouldn't still think I'm a total freak show..."

   Eventually they arrived on Grey Street and were looking for the Southern
Meadows sign.  Soon it came into view and Greg found a parking spot close
to the supermarket section.  He turned off the engine and Casey suddenly
found she couldn't move her legs.  She was naked, in a car, miles from
home. Could this really be happening?  Could she actually be about to step
outside and walk across the car park and in through the front door?  It was
just past 08:30 and there were already a lot of people about.  Old people,
young people, mothers with children.  Children!  And all of them were about
to see her naked with a shaved pussy and her dangly labia on full display!

   "C'mon Casey.  Just get it done!" she said to herself, trying to summon
the courage for what she now had to do.  "Remember you're a registered
nudist with the tattoo and everything.  Just walk like you're not doing
anything out of the ordinary.  Don't try to cover anything.  Just act
normal and walk!"

   Greg came around to her door, opened it and held out his hand like a
gentleman.  Casey wasn't ready yet.  Then she also remembered it had to be
recorded so she got out her phone and handed it to Greg.

   "Ok, record me.  I want everything.  Good and bad.  Don't miss a thing,"
she said to him.

   "Your wish is my command milady," he said, smiling reassuringly.

   Casey took a deep breath.

   "Ok, let's do this!"

   And with that she stepped out into the open car park and closed the
door.

   She took the first few steps and so far no one had noticed her. 
Hopefully it stayed that way.  Another few steps and she'd made it almost
half way to the door, but then she could see that some people off to her
right had noticed her now and had stopped to stare.

   "That's ok Casey," she said to herself.  "Just keep going."

   Then she made it to the automatic doors and they opened but she heard a
clicking noise behind her.  She turned around to look for its source and
came face to face with a man staring openly at her and taking pictures with
his phone!

   "Holy fuck!" he said "A real life nudist.  And a pretty one at that.  We
don't see that sort of thing around here very often."

   "I should hope not!" said a woman, probably his wife who physically had
to push him away.  He was unable to take his eyes off Casey as he
reluctantly ceded to this wife's goading.

   "Excuse me," said a male voice behind her.

   Casey turned and it was a security guard.  White-faced and unable to
speak, she could only hold up her tattooed wrist to show him.

   "Sorry ma'am.  As you were."

   The tattoo had passed!  One problem down.

   Now Casey needed a trolley.  She found the trolley corral and put her
purse into one as she was instructed to do and then pulled out the shopping
list.

   "Let's see now.  A banana, a carrot, a cucumber, some cereal, a loaf of
bread, some salsa, a bag of boiled lollies, a frozen pizza, a small carton
of milk, some chicken wings, a bottle of coke.  This stuff is all over the
place!  I'll have to go down every aisle!"

   With her mind spinning with what she was doing, she surveyed the shop
layout and set off to find the items.  Out of the corner of her eye she
could see Greg filming her.

   "For Godsake don't miss anything Greg.  The last thing I need is to piss
this guy off after going through all this," she thought to herself.

   Everything felt surreal.  She almost felt like she was watching herself
from somewhere far away.  She tried hard to project forward to when she
would be back in Greg's car again.  Even better, back at home.  Even better
than that, back at home wearing clothes again like a normal person.

   Robotically she continued collecting the items and putting them in the
trolley, all the while conscious of the people stopping and staring at her
with stunned expressions and gaping mouths all around.

   "Why doesn't she have any clothes on Mummy?"

   "Not very buxom is she.  No pubes either.  Is she old enough to be doing
this?"

   "That is one of the most perfect asses I have ever seen."

   "Should someone tell her she seems to have forgotten something?"

   "Good for you love.  More young ladies could take a page out of your
book."

   "Nice tits!"

   "Well, I never.  You should be ashamed of yourself!"

   Casey ignored it all, gritted her teeth and kept smiling while keeping
her mind focussed solely on getting the items on the list.

   "Get the items.  Nothing else matters.  Don't listen to them," she
reassured herself.  "You're not naked.  Just shopping like a normal person
on a normal day."

   Suddenly she heard her phone's ring tone.  Seriously?  Now?  Here?  She
took it out of her purse and saw it was Jolene.  She answered.

   "Hey sis what's up?" asked Jolene.

   "Oh nothing much.  You?"

   "Nah, nothing much either.  I just thought I'd check in and see if you'd
heard any more from that bastard.  I haven't heard from him since Monday.
Sorry I haven't called sooner.  Study this week has been murder.  Whatcha
doing?"

   "Just some shopping.  He's sent me a few texts.  Just some purvy stuff.
Nothing major," Casey lied.

   "Oh, I was hoping he would have given up and gone away by now," said
Jolene with some sadness in her voice.

   "No, not quite but hopefully soon," wished Casey.

   "I hope so too.  I can't believe he hasn't yet.  I'm still not sure what
he wants from me or why I haven't been arrested yet.  You let me know if he
makes any threats or demands, or tries anything nasty won't you?"

   "I will Jo.  So far it's ok and I'm holding up," lied Casey.

   "Have you heard from Mum and Dad?  I tried calling the house just now
and there was no answer."

   "Oh, they won a weekend at the Partytown casino.  They went there last
night.  Should be back Sunday night.  I haven't heard from them yet either
so they're probably having a ball."

   "Oh wow!" Jolene exclaimed.  "I hope they're having fun.  They so
deserve it."

   "Yes, yes they do," Casey replied.  "Listen sis.  I'm kinda busy so I
better go.  Is everything ok at your end?"

   "Yes all good here.  Ok, I just thought I'd check in.  If that guy comes
back and gives you any trouble make sure you tell me."

   "Ok Jolene, I will.  Gotta go."

   "No worries.  You have fun shopping.  Catch up soon!"

   "Ok bye!" Casey hung up before Jolene could start again.  She hated
having to lie to her sister but better to spare her the burden of what
she'd been going through, and what she was going through right now for that
matter.

   She consulted the list and to her relief she was more than half way
through.  Just a few more items to go.  It wasn't pleasant going through
the frozen section but more because she could see her naked reflection in
all of the freezer doors rather than feeling cold.

   Soon it was complete and she headed to the checkouts.  The cashier kept
glancing at her but thankfully kept any comments she wanted to make to
herself.

   "That'll be $64.50," she said finally.  Casey thought it would be more
but was glad it wasn't over the $100 she'd been given.  She had no other
money with her and wasn't sure what her blackmailer might think if she had
to return some of the items.  She suspected he didn't care though and it
was more about humiliating her in public.  What that achieved should
couldn't guess.  He was probably just some kind of perve she assumed.

   The items were bagged and soon she was back out the automatic doors
heading towards the car at last.  She could see it and relief started to
wash over her even though people were still commenting around her.

   "Look at those tits."

   "Forget the tits.  Look at that pussy.  Have you ever seen one like
that?"

   "She looks like she runs or something.  Nice and fit.  Even a touch of
abs.  With that face and body she could be a model."

   "I dunno.  Her knees are kind of knobbly."

   "Casey?  Casey is that you?"

   "OH FUCK!" Casey thought in sudden panic.  "Someone who knows me is
here!'

   Casey turned around to see Cassandra coming towards her.  "Oh God! 
Could it at least have been someone other than her?" she wished to herself.

   "It is you.  Oh my God!  What the fuck do you think you're doing girl?"

   "Um...  It's kind of a long story and I don't really have time right
now. Um..."

   "I see you finally shaved that cunt of yours, but now I can't work out
if it makes you look sluttier, or with those tits you look more like a
thirteen year old.  And what the fuck is with those beef curtains?  You
look like you seen more meat than a butcher shop.  Oh.  My.  Fucking.  God.
Casey Reine parading her ass around naked in public.  I knew it.  You are a
massive slut after all."

   "Shut the fuck up Cassandra!" said Greg, coming to Casey's rescue.

   "Greg, you here too?  Have you seen this slut?" she asked him while
gesturing to Casey.

   "I'm here with her you stupid bitch!" Greg retorted.  "And you should
probably shut your mouth until you know what's really going on here."

   "Ok, tell me.  What is really going on here?  This I gotta hear," said
Cassandra, completely unperturbed at being called a stupid bitch.  She knew
when she had the upper hand.

   "Ok, if you must know," Casey began, suddenly feeling braver due to
feeling more than a little pissed off with Cassandra's insults.  "I'm
conducting an experiment to see what it would be like to live life as a
registered nudist.  I want to know why people do it and what they get out
of it."

   "But you're at a supermarket girl!  Oh my God.  You could be arrested or
somethin'.  Are you stupid?"

   "Well I have this fake tattoo," Casey responded holding up her wrist.

   "Ok, but why the supermarket?  Why not a beach or somethin'?" queried
Cassandra.

   "Well I wanted to try a normal everyday thing amongst a bunch of
strangers, and they were all strangers until you showed up and blew it."

   "Yeah, and tomorrow is the other part of the experiment where she's
gonna try to be around people she knows to see if it feels any different,"
Greg chipped in.

   "Shut up Greg!" Casey thought to herself.

   "Oh, and who are these people she knows?" asked Cassandra.

   "Well I'm gonna do lunch at my place.  I wanted to get at least 3 people
there.  So far I have Greg and Amelia..." Casey quickly stopped
mid-sentence realising she'd accidentally just given Cassandra an opening
to invite herself.  She hoped Cassandra didn't pick up on it but it was too
late.

   "Oh hell yeah.  Sure I can come girl," Cassandra piped in with an evil
grin before Casey could change the subject.  "I can bring my girls too. 
That'll make six to make it more real for you."

   "Oh God, oh fuck, no way!  How do I get out of this?" Casey thought to
herself in horror.

   "Um...  I don't think I'll have enough food and drinks," Casey tried.

   "Don't you worry your naked ass about that.  I got you covered.  I'll
hook us all up with subs and enough drinks to go 'round."

   "Oh wow Cassandra.  That's really sweet of you," said Greg, the big
dumbass, not understanding this was just a big game for Cassandra at
Casey's expense.

   "Ok, gimme your address and what time we should be there."

   Casey sighed in defeat.  The best she could hope for now would be to
somehow convince Cassandra to keep this to herself around campus.

   "Ok, what's your number and I'll text it to you," Casey said.  She
considered for a moment sending her a fake address but figured there was no
point now.  Cassandra had already seen her naked in a public place and
there was no living that down now.  She texted her address to Cassandra's
phone.

   "And what time?"

   "I dunno.  Lunchtime.  Eleven or twelvish?" Casey replied.

   "Done deal.  Ok, laters," said Cassandra as she walked away.  She turned
back briefly and openly laughed at Casey as she stumbled trying to get the
trolley moving again on the course asphalt in the car park.

   Greg popped the trunk and they loaded the groceries in.  Soon after she
was finally back in his car and they were making their way home.  She'd
been waiting for this moment since she first realised she would have to go
through with this awful mission yesterday.  She tried hard to keep back the
tears because she still had to keep up appearances for Greg, so she rode
along silently for a while.  It wasn't to stay that way for long.

   "Wow!  You were fucking amazing!" Greg blurted, suddenly realising he
could contain himself no longer.  "You totally did it girl!

   When they got home, Greg couldn't contain other parts of himself either
and they made love again in Casey's bedroom.  While Casey wasn't much in
the mood to start with due to the humiliating task she'd performed that
morning, she felt comforted to be in his arms and enjoyed his attention.

   Afterwards Greg couldn't stop praising what she'd done and he couldn't
take his eyes or his thoughts off Casey for a moment.  My God she was
beautiful, and so open with her body!  Greg started thinking this one was a
keeper.

   Afterwards they heated up the frozen pizza from the shopping for their
lunch and were underwhelmed to discover it tasted exactly as crappy as a
frozen pizza does.  Still, Casey was starving and practically wolfed her
share down, probably from her heart rate being at its peak for the last few
hours.

   Greg then with great reluctance had to go to his game saying he wouldn't
be able to make it back after but would definitely be there for the
luncheon tomorrow, probably earlier if he could swing it.

   At last Casey was alone with no one looking at her for what felt like
the first time in a day.  Her shoulders visibly relaxed and she lay on the
couch and just stared at the ceiling for what seemed like an hour.  Then
she lazily picked up her phone and texted the video to her blackmailer
without even looking at it.  She had no desire to ever re-live that
experience and just wanted to try to forget about it as soon as possible.

   She thought about tomorrow's lunch mission.  She had been hoping it
might be easier to bear with just Amelia and Greg there, and maybe one
other person, but now all the "popular girls" would be there and she knew
it would be hell.  She feared it would probably be harder to deal with than
the horrible shopping mission now.

   It was a good half hour later before she got a response from the
blackmailer.

   Ding.

   She blankly looked at her phone.  She had nothing left to give at that
point.

   "Outstanding!  You have done yourself proud.  Have the rest of the day
off.  See you at 8:30 you know where"

   "Sigh.  Whatever," Casey thought as she went back to staring at the
ceiling.

   Eventually she got up and ate a couple of slices of the frozen pizza
that Greg had left and then turned on the TV for a while.  She watched a
comedy channel which lifted her spirits slightly but as 8pm approached, she
got another text message which brought her back down again.

   Ding.

   "Bring the fruit and veg you bought today with you at 8:30.  You might
want to wash them first"

   "Oh so he does want to see if I got all the items," Casey thought at
first.  Then realisation dawned on her what he meant.  "Oh..."

   She thoroughly washed the banana, carrot and cucumber then didn't hear
from him again until she switched on the camera at 8:30.

   Ding

   "Good to see you're still naked.  Tell me what you bought today and show
me.  Then lay back on the bed in your usual position, get yourself nice and
wet.  Then you know what to do from there"

   Casey's anxiety again began to rise.  It was bad enough she'd exposed
herself so graphically to him already, and voluntarily masturbated herself
to orgasm several times in his full view, but to now be expected to insert
produce items into herself was a whole new level of degradation.  She
wished she was 1000 miles away.

   "Hi, look what I bought today," Casey said to the camera smiling while
holding up the items.  "I wonder what I could do with these..."

   She then lay back on her bed and spread her legs as wide as possible as
he had ordered.  Even just getting into the degrading position and knowing
he was watching, she could feel the involuntary wetness building and the
ache in her abdomen returning again.  She started applying pressure to her
genitals robotically in circles at first, then dipping one or two fingers
inside, and then her instincts began to take over.  She could feel that she
was so very wet now and she wanted nothing more than to put more fingers in
and thrust into herself harder.  Instead, she forced herself to stop and
select the carrot, beginning by rubbing its tip around her open vagina
wherever it felt the best.  Her hips instinctively rose up towards it and
she put it inside her.  It was ok but it felt kind of cold and lifeless and
soon she swapped it for the banana.  It also felt lifeless but was a better
size and shape.  She continued with it for a while until she could feel an
orgasm approaching.  Again she forced herself to stop and swap for the
cucumber.  Thank God she had chosen a fairly small one she thought, but
then it was still much bigger than the banana.  At first she wasn't sure it
would fit but then with a bit of muscle and a wince, she managed to push it
in.  Oh God!  She'd never felt so full before.  She instantly orgasmed and
screamed out loud.

   As the orgasm subsided, she pulled the cucumber out of her again and
felt more ashamed than she had ever felt.  Even worse than when she was
standing naked in front of Cassandra that morning.  She just lay there
breathing for a moment, still with her legs splayed for the camera.

   Ding.

   "That will do for tonight"

   She got up, switched off the camera and then the tears finally came.