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 The New Rules By SuperEvil

   Chapter 37

   For Samantha Rollins, or Sam as she preferred, her Feminudist life was
just beginning.  Being naked at the meeting had been bad enough, what with
her younger brother Hank seeing her so totally exposed, but then she had
been dragged by him and her mother into the big box store Red-mart.  She
had been exposed, naked, to countless numbers of people, including a bunch
of teens around her age!  The very worst of it had been when Amanda
Wentworth had discovered her naked, the most popular girl and biggest
gossip in her 7th grade class, and she expected her nudity would be the hot
topic at school that day because of that.

   Sam hadn't always been so shy about her body.  It was only after she had
started to develop her womanly curves a few years ago that she had become
more conscious about it.  Before that, she couldn't remember being bothered
about how she looked.  When she was little and still flat chested, she had
run around without a shirt on, like one of the boys, with Adam and his
friends, and her brother too, without a care.  She had looked exactly like
the boys up top, so why should she care?  Now she was running around
without a shirt on, or anything else for that matter, for a totally
different reason.

   She appraised her naked body in the bathroom mirror, seeing how womanly
she already looked at just 13 years old.  Her breasts were already B-cups
and still growing.  Her hips had widened quite a bit compared to her waist.
And her vulva, now clean-shaven, was plump and open just slightly,
especially near the top, where her clit could poke out when she got
excited. She realized that there were plenty of girls that would probably
kill to have a body like hers, but that still didn't help to calm her
nerves about having to display her femininity so blatantly.

   With a sigh and a deep breath to prepare her for what was to come today,
she finished up in the bathroom and headed out to the hallway.

   "Mornin' sport."

   "Uh, hey dad." Sam responded by looking down at the floor beneath her.
Out of anyone that had seen her naked thus far, her dad seeing her naked
had been the hardest for her.  This was only the second time she had seen
her dad since becoming a Feminudist.  "Getting ready for work?"

   "Um hmmm." He nodded.  "Boy, maybe I shouldn't call you sport anymore,
seeing as you've grown so much." Sam could see him looking directly at her
bare breasts.  "Especially up top."

   "Dad!!" Sam's face went bright red, and at the same time her eyes went
wide.  Her own father was checking out her breasts!  And worse, commenting
on their recent growth!

   The man chuckled a little.  "How 'bout I call you champ?  Since you're
such a champion for this Feminudism movement." Suddenly, he wrapped her up
in a tight hug.  "Your mom and I are so proud of you, Sam."

   Sam's face was still burning just as hot, now in a naked hug with her
own father.  "Thanks, dad..." she responded as they both let go of the hug.
"Breakfast?" She asked, hoping to get out of the awkward situation she
found herself in.

   "Yeah!  I think your mom's making waffles." He gestured towards the
steps.  "Lead the way."

   Sam was sure she could feel her dad's eyes on her bottom the entire way,
as she took the lead to the kitchen, but she didn't dare look back to
confirm this for herself.  It would just be too mortifying for the
13-year-old girl to know for sure that her own father was checking out her
growth.  Besides, there was really nothing that she could do about it. 
Being a Feminudist meant all of her assets were on show and would continue
to be on show.  She just felt like she would need to get used to it.

   She wasn't even sure how her mom had reached the conclusion that she
wanted to be a champion for Feminudism, but whatever the case, Sam felt way
too shy to correct her mom's misnomer.  Despite not wanting to be nude, she
was really enjoying all the praise she was receiving from her parents.

   "Smells delicious Dora!" Sam's dad headed for the stove, where her mom
was cooking, while she took a seat at the kitchen table.

   "Henry!" The woman practically jumped to the ceiling as she felt her
husband smack and pinch her bare bottom.  Just like Sam, and all the other
Feminudist mother's, she was bare naked from head to toe.  The man simply
chuckled at his wife while he took a couple of the already prepared waffles
for himself and his daughter, and joined Sam at the table.

   Henry Rollins had been totally accepting of the new rules and Feminudism
once his wife and daughter had explained it to him last night.  He was sure
his daughter could fully take care of herself and take any challenge head
on, and he had always supported her in any endeavors she was interested in.
This Feminudist movement was no exception.  Not only that, but it would
mean he would be seeing his wife naked a lot more often, which was a very
big plus to him.  Dora was still a looker as far as he was concerned. 
Svelte waist, wide hips, and a large bosom that he couldn't get enough of,
that seemed to jiggle with just any slightest movement she made.  Behind,
she had the ass to match.

   "Waffles!" The youngest Rollins child, young Henry Jr., or Hank as he
had come to be known, burst into the room excitedly.  He ran over and gave
his naked mom a great big side hug.

   "Yes, waffles." Dora said, trying to pry her 11-year-old son away from
her.  She couldn't help laughing at his enthusiasm, that is until one of
his hands suddenly slipped in between her legs, over her sex, and her eyes
went wide.  "Ummm, go sit down, Hank." She squirmed nervously, unsure if
her son had touched her there deliberately or not, but wanting him to stop.
"I'll bring you your breakfast in a minute, ok, sweetie."

   "Ok, mom." Hank scooted over to the table, a mischievous grin on his
lips.  Before he sat down, he eyed his naked older sister up and down with
amusement.  He wanted to tease her about her nudity so badly, but wouldn't
dare in front of their father.

   "Hey slugger." His dad greeted him, pushing the chair next to Sam out
for him.  He knew that this must be quite the experience for his young son,
having his own mom and sister go naked, but he didn't want to make a big
deal out of it.  The man had grown up in a household where nudity was never
a big deal, and had seen his younger sisters naked on many occasions, along
with his mom naked occasionally too.  It was Dora that had a taboo view
about nudity up until this point, but he was glad to see that had changed.
"Little League tryouts are coming up."

   "I know!" Hank smiled at his dad, happily accepting the plate of waffles
from his mom.

   "Ah, dang, forgot my briefcase again." Henry said, scooting his chair
back.  "Be right back."

   With his mom busy, back at the stove, and his dad absent from the room
now, Hank took the opportunity to get a little taunting in at his big
sister.  He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "You've got to be
naked! You've got to be naked!" Almost singing his words in a teasing tone
to her.  Then he leaned back and giggled at her with a shit eating smirk on
his face.

   Despite herself, Sam couldn't stop blushing about her brother's teasing.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up!" in a quiet tone to him.  "I do
not..." She pouted, though wondering if that was really true.  Would her
parents really let her get dressed if she asked, she wondered?

   "You're a Feminudist.  Of course, you have to be naked!" Came Hank's
reply, loud enough for their mom to hear.

   Their mom had just finished making her own waffles and was coming over
to join them.  "What's this, Sam?  You don't want to be a Feminudist any
longer?"

   "Weeeeell," Sam drew out the E, sucking in a little air nervously.  She
hated disappointing her parents, and that sad look her mom was giving her
wasn't helping.  "No, no.  I still want to be a Feminudist, mom." She
replied, immediately thinking that her answer could have been a big
mistake. What if this was the one and only chance she got to get out of
being naked?!

   Hank was suddenly giving her a great big hug from the side.  "You're so
brave, Sam!  No one looks better naked than you!" He sang his praises to
her, though she knew that he didn't really mean it.  It was all an act so
that he could tease her for being naked in front of their mom.  She got
confirmation of that, as he let go of the hug, his hand first pinched one
of her nipples on one breast, and then jiggled her other breast from
underneath.

   "Hank!" Sam complained, giving her brother an angry scowl.

   "Hank, did you just?!..." Their mom asked, in a flustered tone.

   Hank turned back to his food and took another bite, saying, "Mom, it's
no biggie.  Some of the other boys at the meeting were telling me they get
to touch their Feminudist sisters like that all the time." He gave his mom
a smug grin.

   "T-that doesn't sound right... I think I better send a text to Mrs. 
Larson about this."

   "Mom, that's not..." Sam sighed, knowing exactly what Mrs.  Larson would
say.  "That's not necessary.  Hank's right.  The boys in a Feminudist
household are allowed to explore the bodies of the girls.  It's to help the
girls get more used to being naked..." She felt her face burning, feeling
like she was basically giving her brother total justification to touch her
all he wanted, but what could she do?  Mrs.  Larson would have said the
exact same thing.

   "Oh, well, um..." Their mom blushed deeply at the revelation.  "Um,
carry on then..."

   Emboldened by what had just been said, Hank's smile grew three times
bigger as he grinned at his naked sister.  He knew he could basically get
away with touching her as much as he wanted now.  "Mom," he whined, "I
can't see Sam's pussy with the way that she's sitting.  Make her turn and
face me..."

   "Sam?" was simply all the woman said, though she seemed mortified to
ask.

   "But, mom...?" Sam let out a whine of her own, but knew she wasn't going
to get out of this.  With a grumble, she turned her legs and torso to face
her younger brother and spread her legs as wide as the chair.  For her
troubles, her brother stuck his tongue out at her before looking down at
her privates between her legs with another large grin.  Sam looked at her
mom again, but apparently the woman had missed the boy's teasing, instead
staring at her plate of waffles with a deep blush of her own, obviously
embarrassed at her daughter's explicit exposure.

   Hank wasn't deterred by his mom's blush.  He was in fact enjoying just
how embarrassed both his mom and sister seemed to be about the whole
situation.  Wanting to embarrass his sister even more, he reached his left
hand down, and placed it high up on her thigh, smiling annoyingly at her.
"Wow, Sam.  Your clit is showing again..."

   "It is?" Sam looked down at herself, her face a deep crimson now.  As if
taunting her too, there was her little clit, poking itself out of its
protective hood and her lower lips, with a shiny little glint on the tip
because of her wetness.

   "Sam, that's perfectly natural, as we talked about last night..." Dora
tried to make her daughter feel better, but she couldn't help squirming in
her own seat, knowing she felt just as turned on as her daughter about
being naked.  She just hoped her children hadn't noticed.  "Nudity can be
exciting the first few times you experience it, but it's nothing to be
ashamed about..." she tried to recall some of the rhetoric she had heard at
the Feminudist meeting last night.

   "Hank!!" Sam suddenly complained.  Her brother's hand had migrated to
touching her outer pussy lips.  "Mom, he's touching my!... My!... My
pussy!" Her eyes were wide with outrage.

   "Well, um, I'm sure he's just curious again.  He doesn't have one of his
own.  Just give him some time to get a feel of it and get used to it being
bare, and I'm sure he'll get bored about the whole thing soon." Their mom
said, though, Hank was sure he would never get bored with this.  Sam was
just forced to sit there in utter mortification, while her younger brother
explored her lower folds with abandon.

   "What did I miss?" Henry asked, coming back in to sit at the table next
to his wife, with a large grin.  He wasn't able to see the other side of
the table and what his son was doing to his daughter at the moment.

   "Um, nothing, dear." Dora gulped, not sure how her husband would feel to
know their son was exploring their daughter's private parts at this very
moment.  "Hank, maybe you should...?"

   Sam let out a little moan, interrupting her mom's words.  "Mmmm!...
Please..." she sighed, leaning her shoulders back and wriggling her hips as
her brother massaged her pussy in just the way she liked it.  She was
getting really turned on by what her brother was doing, despite her
humiliation from it.  Again, her own brother was touching her privates with
her mom's permission, just like in the car last night!

   "I'm playing with Sam's pussy, dad!" The boy looked at his dad with an
excited grin, displaying absolutely no shame for what he was doing, before
focusing back on his sister's little love hole.

   "You're what?" His dad asked, stunned.

   "It's a part of, um, Feminudism, dear." Dora tried to explain, but she
couldn't bring herself to look her husband in the eye while speaking.  "So
that the, um, girls can, um, feel more comfortable and confident in just
their skin..." Her voice trailed off as she spoke, but she could feel her
nipples getting even harder at the idea, and her pussy ached, so she made a
little wiggle in her seat.  Her face burned, as she could see out of the
corner of her eye that her husband's smile was getting even bigger.

   "Is it now?" The man gave a contemplating look to his wife, rubbing his
chin.  "I didn't see that in the brochure last night when I was looking it
over... But if you say so.  Spread your legs open for me then, honey."

   "Henry, not in front of the child- Ohhhh!" Dora let out a loud gasp as
her own pleasure button was suddenly touched by her husband, unable to stop
herself from melting into his touch.  She had felt turned on all morning
being naked in front of him, and couldn't resist him, despite her usual
modesty.

   It wasn't long before the ladies were cumming at the hands of the
Rollins men.  Both of the males wore large grins as their respective girl's
hips bucked wildly, until they could take no more.  Both Rollins ladies
slumped over in their kitchen chairs as they caught their breath, totally
spent.

   "You seem a lot more relaxed now, champ." Henry commented towards his
daughter as he resumed eating his breakfast.  "You too, honey." He added
with a smile to his wife.  His wife just nodded at him, embarrassed about
how far everything had gone that morning.

   "Yes, dad.  I think that's exactly what I needed this morning..." Sam
answered him, with a satisfied blush, surprising both parents, especially
her mom.  Then she gave her younger brother a great big hug, and a kiss on
the cheek, eliciting a genuinely happy grin from the boy.