Bare-Belly
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Years ago, I was watching a program on and off as my parents switched channels, and I heard someone say "STRIP HIM!" as two men on either side of another completely tear the center man's shirt off.
I didn't see anymore, but I heard a man's narraration of seeing him and others stripped NAKED (he made sure to emphasize it), and then he told what happened to them next.
I don't recall it, but I recalled the image and the early narration, and later I got into watching shows about African tribes on public television. Not long after, I began to ponder what it would feel like to be deprived of my clothes, or how it would feel to live every day completely nude.
I never told anyone, since I was very modest as a child. I did not even like sitting in the doctor's office in my underwear. But on pure impulse, I snuck into the bathroom one humid night and after doing my business, slipped off my shirt and shorts. It was only for a minute, but I ran my hands over every inch of my body. That night hooked me, and I soon learned how wonderful a sensation it is to be naked!
More later, but I will say from then on I took every chance I had when I was all alone to get my clothes off and enjoy some nude time. And whenever my next checkup is, whether the doctor is a man or a woman, I will strip bare with no hesitation, but there better be a gown, particularly if the exam room is cold! Otherwise, I have grown out of my modesty.
So, how did this all begin for you?
Bare-Belly
I didn't see anymore, but I heard a man's narraration of seeing him and others stripped NAKED (he made sure to emphasize it), and then he told what happened to them next.
I don't recall it, but I recalled the image and the early narration, and later I got into watching shows about African tribes on public television. Not long after, I began to ponder what it would feel like to be deprived of my clothes, or how it would feel to live every day completely nude.
I never told anyone, since I was very modest as a child. I did not even like sitting in the doctor's office in my underwear. But on pure impulse, I snuck into the bathroom one humid night and after doing my business, slipped off my shirt and shorts. It was only for a minute, but I ran my hands over every inch of my body. That night hooked me, and I soon learned how wonderful a sensation it is to be naked!
More later, but I will say from then on I took every chance I had when I was all alone to get my clothes off and enjoy some nude time. And whenever my next checkup is, whether the doctor is a man or a woman, I will strip bare with no hesitation, but there better be a gown, particularly if the exam room is cold! Otherwise, I have grown out of my modesty.
So, how did this all begin for you?
Bare-Belly
