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Please tell me what you think of this!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "After someone commissioned me to write a story, I decided to write my own. Please tell me what you think of this!", "writing": "\tThe CSS Polis election season has officially ended; after 11 common months, a shirelen mechanic, Drawe Ewe, is elected governer of the station, restrictions on trade from the CSS Sheef have been lifted, a law regarding the legalization and taxation of space-weed is scheduled for implementation, and the enforcement on clothing being worn in public has been relaxed. My coworkers seemed the most thrilled about the latter statement from the network.\n\n\tHaving worked with turuvans for almost a decade, I can understand why they were so excited. Clothing, at least according to what my co-worker Klin has told me, makes their wet skin incredibly irritated, so they would often have to wear constricting undergarments to protect themselves or use a cocktail of numerous medicated lotions. Though they do agree to wear clothing under certain circumstances, these occurances were often only to appease more modest species, like my own.\n\n\tApparently, turuvans had a history involving minimal clothing since Turuv was relatively stable, having a homogenous jungle environment and lacking a moon or any extreme types of weather, save for the occasional thunderstorm. Wearing clothing would have irritated their skin and made them hotter than they needed to be. When they were absorbed into the galactic community decades ago, in many places, they were forced to change this customary nudity.\n\n\tAs for myself, I didn?t really have an opinion on the vote. Drawe Ewe could be a fine leader, or could not, I don?t personally have any problems with those on the Sheef, and I?ve known several consumers of space-weed who have never tried to shove me out of an airlock. I voted in favor of the lifting of clothing restrictions, mostly because I knew it meant a lot to my friends at the factory. \n\n\tI actually liked wearing my blue jumpsuit, though I do admit it did become uncomfortable on long nights, particularly when we needed to do maintenance on the production line. It never really occured to me to join when my coworkers stripped upon clocking in. Technically, it was against company policy,but our supervisors only came when something went wrong, and all of the employees, except for myself, were turuvan. The only turuvan I saw on a regular basis was Klin, who made a pretty good argument for their nudism supported by explaining how it felt to them, physically and emotionally. After I told him it was fine with me, the rest of them joined in. \n\n\tIt was a bit strange at first, but it helped that turuvan bodies are very different from mine. While they are similar to humans, such as their skeletal and muscular systems, comparable intelligence and the need for two individual sources of genetic material in order to reproduce, there was much that differed between me and my coworkers. Turuvan females were taller than males, their legs held more muscle mass, they had compound eyes and two large mandibles on their jaws, and their skin was constantly moist with water. The best way I could describe it to another human would be a combination of a human, a frog and a crab. Though I was nervous about seeing them without their jumpsuits, given the less-than-favorable thoughts regarding nudity among human society, I came to find out that turuvans lacked the external genitals that my species carries. They instead use a vent that carries their organs inside of their wide hips. They are quite streamlined, which reflected their evolution on Turuv?s wet terrain and their history of sailors and athletes.\n\n\tMy experience changed a few days after the vote, however. Things didn?t really seem too different at the factory, except instead of walking in and stripping, the turuvans that worked with me were already nude upon entering the factory. In celebration of the results however, a few of them decided to hold a party. I didn?t find out about it until the day before when Klin invited me while we were on our lunch break.\n\n\t\"Linc.\" My turuvan coworker warbled to me as we watched the production line from breakroom bench, ready at a moments notice to troubleshoot the machines that produced our employers wares. \"I have inquiry.\"\n\n\tAfter catching my attention, my eyes swiftly observed his damp, crab-like face as he sat next to me, and I replied \"What?s up?\"\n\n\tHis wet mandibles wobble over his lipless maw subtly as he states \"Other Turuv, as I, will hold a event to celebrate freedom from cloth. Join?\"\n\n\t\"I don?t know, Klin.\" I swish around the liquid in my sealed cup, and take a sip as I scan over his moist skin, from his bestial legs to his azure chest, and adding as I looked to his face again \"I?m happy that you guys are happy, but it?s not really my scene, you know?\"\n\n\tKlin?s mandibles lowered slightly at my answer, and he said \"No need to be bare; can come anyway. Will serve human food if attend.\" If anything, would be a good chance to learn more about Klin; though we worked together and thought of each other as friends, I knew very little about him, as I?m sure he knew very little about me. Besides, free human food was hard to come by on Polis. \"Will be other aliens; unsure if human.\"\n\n\t\"When and where is it?\"\n\n\t\"Tomorrow, after shift, Nelchin home.\"\n\n\tI didn?t have anything planned tomorrow evening. \"Yeah, I?ve got nothing going on. Should I bring anything?\"\n\n\tKlin?s compound eyes tilted slightly as he drew out, motioning a claw up and down my torso. \"... You wear cloth?\"\n\n\tI felt myself drone slightly, unsure of how to respond \"... Yeah?\"\n\n\tHe releases a high pitched trill, denoting amusement at my reply, and he counters with a simple \"No.\"\n\n\tWord of my coming spread quickly over the next 20 hours. At the production line the next day, I would occasionally hear my coworkers clicking about seeing other nude humans on the station, wondering if they would be seeing me as such after work. It made me slightly uncomfortable, though I knew they meant nothing by it. Something about how open they were about it did settle my thoughts about the party tonight, however, I didn?t plan on getting out of my jumpsuit until I returned home in the evening.\n\n\tI also desperately hoped there would be another human there.\n\n\tThe day passed with the turuvans appearing to get more and more excited, their facial limbs chattering at each other as the end of their shifts came closer. Admittedly, I was becoming more excited as well, mostly because I forgot my lunch at home.\n\n\tNelchin?s house wasn?t too far away from the factory; in fact, he deliberately purchased the small metal cube close to it, simply for the convenience. This was common for most interspecies apartments, especially on space stations meant to house large populations like the Polis, though my home was a specialized human studio a mile or so from the factory. After the days shift ended, I clocked out and instead of turning towards the transit tunnel, I turned the opposite direction. \n\n\tI found myself slightly surprised at the number of clothed people I saw under the harsh flourescent lights, given the overwhelming results of the vote. I did still see a few who did not bother to dress before going out, a predictable large proportion being turuvan, but I knew it wouldn?t be too long before more had joined in from other species. \n\n\tI only needed to walk for a few minutes to arrive at my destination. The tall building of white painted metal was relatively clean, though there were a few streaks of oil that ran down from the occasional seam. Though it didn?t seem like it was too badly damaged, the landlord didn?t seem to concerned with the apartments ability to withstand an accidental hull breach. At least it appeared to be able to stand under the influence of the Polis? artificial gravity engines.\n\n\tAs I approached the building, I saw only a few turuvans outside, but none of them were ones that I recognized from work. Just next to the tall transparent door that slid open to let me into the lobby was a rotating screen that had a graphic underneath it stating ?No Smoking? in several languages. This pleased me, as I found space-weed to be very obnoxious.\n\n\t\n\n\tKlin was next to the elevator doors as I exited, his blue and striped body reflecting the hallway lamps in the ceiling. \"I see you arrived.\" He creaks, his mandibles playfully curling.\n\n\t\"Yeah, this is the right floor, right?\" I assumed that it would be, as it was the fifth button on the interface. I didn?t expect the residential area of the complex to be as white and partially leaking as the exterior, but I was more surprised that the ventilation was quiter than in the lobby. The entire place felt damp.\n\n\t\"Fifth.\" Klin turns to the left of the elevator to a door that was a few yards away. Before reaching the wheel in the middle of the portal that kept it sealed tight, he asks \"You wear cloth at party for freedom from cloth?\" I could tell from the narrowing of his compound eyes that each one of them were judging me.\n\n\t\"Well,\" I shoved my hands into my pocket, unsure of what else to do with them, \"You know it?s not a normal thing for humans to walk around naked, so it?s a bit of a step for me.\"\n\n\t\"Understood. With equal understanding, many heard of your acceptance to invite.\" His facial hooks writhe towards me, chirping as he says \"Many are curious, some uneasy due to cloth. Haven?t had close look at bare human.\"\n\n\tI scoffed, shaking my head at the thought until I realized that he might be serious. Looking at him with a look of anxious excitement, said \"I?ll think about it. That?s all I can say.\"\n\n\tHe nods, hopefully understanding my reluctance, and grasps the seal lock, turning it once to undo the restraints. He pulls it open, and immediately I hear the soft pulsing of synthetic music within. He waves his hand in front of the door, and I peek inside.\n\n\tI see many shades of turuvan, tall females and males closer to my size, slowly waving to the pace of the stereo system, and though I could only see a few, I knew that the party had a good amount of attendants. I suddenly become aware of the jumpsuit covering me, seeing a large group of the alien nudists enjoying themselves in the large apartment.\n\n\t\"So much skin. Yet, you wear cloth!\" He twitters as he heads inside, and I after him. \n\n\tThe door closes after I step through the threshold, its lock automatically engaging upon closing. I found myself surrounded by aliens of cool colors, striped and spotted, more looking towards me as the music played on and I stood there with uncertainty.\n\n\t\"Nelchin!\" Klin calls out, immediately following with a series of squeeks and grunts in multiple pitches. A few moments later, a stout, plum-shaded turuvan pushes through the turuvans who guarded the entrance.\n\n\t\"You brought Linc!\" Nelchin says giddily, his stubby mandibles wobbling with glee as Klin nods once more, feeling accomplished. His eyes turn to me, and he says \"I hear you vote freedom from cloth?\"\n\n\tI reply \"Yeah, I did.\"\n\n\tSuddenly, there is a chorus of whooping and warbling, apparently pleased with my answer. I couldn?t help but look around Nelchin to see all the turuvans looking towards me with what I could only assume to be amusement.\n\n\t\"Welcome at Turuv celebration!\" He says grasping around my elbow tightly with his damp, clawed paw and pulls me into the crowd.\n\n\t\"Hey!\" I cry out, having less than a second to tear my hand out of my jumpsuit pocket. I look behind me and cry out \"Klin, what the-\" before being smothered by the colliding torsos of dancing, multi colored turuvans.\n\n\tTry as I may, I am unable to pry his fingers off of my arm. Luckily, the abuse ended shortly after it began, as he let me go when we approached a holographic painting. I took a moment to get my bearings, and saw all of the turuvans who were previously dancing now had their eyes fixed on me as I stood in the common room. I nervously dart my eyes around to find a human, but all I see are green, blue and violet turuvans.\n\n\tUnder my breath, I nervously giggle \"Shit...\" as I think about what was happening right now. I notice the volume on the music lowering.\n\n\tBefore I can dive back into the crowd to find Klin, Nelchin says to the apartment \"Turuv, here is Linc; human who voted freedom from cloth!\"\n\n\tThe room trills in reaction, some raising glasses of an unidentifiable liquid and some waving towards me with open hands. In the back of the room, I hear someone cry out \"Linc wield human penis or vagina?\"\n\n\tI manage to release another chuckle, following by stating \"I have a penis, yes.\" To which the crowd reacts similarly to the statement of my vote.\n\n\tNelchin comes to my side, his skin glistening in the cool lights of the condominium, and says \"So, you vote; you unwield cloth?\"\n\n\tI didn?t know what to do. I didn?t want to disappoint these people, particularly since it was something that they really cared about, but I also didn?t want to embarass myself. Then again, they were also naked, and they did not seem to mind it at all, even though they were very enthusiastic about it. I took a few moments to collect myself, and said \"Yeah. I mean, I did vote for it.\" I shrugged slightly, and asked myself and the audience \"Why not?\"\n\n\tThe crowd made a confused cheer, and I stared blankly for a moment. Nelchin?s clawed hand removed itself from my shoulder, and I heard the alien beats grow in volume. I thought I wouldn?t need to do this, yet here I was.\n\n\tSeeing the expectation on their slick faces, I kneeled down undid the latches that kept my boots tightly secured to my feet. The hiss softly as the polymer loosens, and I pull my feet out, standing on the painted floor with my feet exposed to the wet air. I rose upward and began unzipping the front portion of my jumpsuit, revealing my black undershirt. There are a few curious turuvans who venture a bit closer, their eyes wide and eager. I slip off the sleeves by rotating my shoulders, letting them fall to my sides. Then, upon grabbing the belt loop of my jumpsuit through its interior, I push it down, and I feel the dampness of the apartment immediately flood along my crotch in and between my legs. I pull my feet through the legs of the suit and push it to the side, standing in my undergarments before the alien audience.\n\n\tThey cheered me onward, more aliens approaching and getting closer to observe me in detail. I could almost feel their breathe as they chattered amongst one another, and I suddenly began to feel a bit more uncomfortable being the center of their attention. I tried to keep in mind that they were only so intrigued because I was something relatively new to them.\n\n\tI pulled up the edge of my shirt, pulling the dark garment over my head and letting it fall next to my discarded suit. I was at the final step; only one more piece of clothing to go, and they would be satisfied. I grabbed the edges of my underwear, and bent over once more, pulling my last article of clothing down to my ankles. I lift each foot up, and throw the thing away.\n\n\tI feel the atmosphere of the room all around me and the excited breaths of the turuvans kiss my bare skin as I rise up, exposing myself to the party. My heart is beating, unsure of how to react to being so exposed to so many other exposed creatures.\n\n\tThe crowd seemed to approve of this greatly, and cried out gleefully as they marveled at the nude human before them. It was hard to describe how it felt; all I could think about was the aliens scanning me with their complex ocular organs.\n\n\tI noticed Klin was among those who had come close to see what I had looked like without all of my attire. He made a perplexed twirl with his mandibles, saying ``That scent; I recognize from market visit. Is natural body odor?''\n\n\tIt didn't even occur to me to shower after work. I had just came immediately to the party, and I blushed at my oversight. ``Shi- I'm sorry if I'm offensive.''\n\n\tSeveral voices sounded their disagreement, and Klin says apologetically ``Error for us. Sudden happenings, common occurance at party.'' \n\n\tSuddenly, Nelchin comes up from behind, looking over my body from top to bottom, and says ``Look like traskeledian!''\n\n\tA dark purple turuvan, towering over the rest of the party, yells out in protest ``Linc carries no egg-layer!''\n\n\tI chuckle at their observations, and say in a light tone to Nelchin at my side, ``I, uh- If it's okay, I'd like a drink?''\n\n\tNelchin's mandibles spread widely, and he runs off into the crowd of turuvan towards a cabinet in a far wall. I felt a bit abandoned, but Klin had risen up from looking around my body like the rest of the crowd, and had begun to shoo off some of the others who were in awe of my unknown anatomy.\n\n\tAfter a few moments, those who were so intrigued by my nudity were back amongst themselves, leaving Klin to speak with me alone. Over the odd music, he says ``Party is best in building; nude human as well as Turuv here.''\n\n\tNelchin arrived with a drink, and I grabbed it swiftly, trusting the alien that this was able to be consumed by my digestive system. The chrome cup kept the liquid cool as I brought it to my lips and drank, tasting a flavor that resembled cherries and medicine.\n\n\tAs I brought the cup down, I asked ``Is this cough suppressant, Nelchin?''\n\n\t``Alcohol! Human drink!'' Nelchin chimed with his facial limbs waving ecstatically, and he bounced off to mingle with his guests.\n\n\tI chuckled as I looked down at myself past my cup, my penis hanging freely atop my balls, unconstrained by my attire. I spread my legs a bit, letting the air around me access to my interior. ``You know,'' I say to Klin, looking over the crowd with him, ``I came here thinking that I wouldn't be doing this.''\n\n\t``Other employee, as I, felt you out of place among bare Turuv.'' He places one of his wet hands onto my shoulder. ``Trust supervisor clothed, but trust more bare. Party is good start.''\n\n\t``Well, now with the law passed, I suppose there really isn't any reason for me to wear it.'' The law stated that only those within the health and food industries would be required to wear clothing at work; the factory was involved in neither. ``It'll take some getting used to though, but I kind of like it.'' It felt good to be uncovered, almost as if my skin was breathing after being restrained from air for so long. I could see myself carrying my clothes back home with me now.\n\n\t``I can be honest, Linc?'' Klin clicks slowly, unsure of what response to expect.\n\n\t``Of course, Klin.'' I smile at him, cradling the medical liquid in my palm. ``I mean, you got me naked.''\n\n\tHe trails off a bit, dampened by the loud music, ``Human penis; odd appearance. Prefer vent.'' I looked down at myself; I didn't think it looked too bad.\n\n\t``Well, where's the other aliens that you promised would be here?'' I inquired as I then gazed around the apartment, seeing only the cool hues of the dancing turuvans. ``Would give you something else to look at.\n\n\tKlin trilled softly, shaking his head. ``I lie. Only alien here is you.'' He waves his damp arm aroudn in emphasis, ``Plan to make you come.''\n\n\tI rolled my eyes, and upon looking back to the naked alien before me, from his vent to the compound eyes that decorated the sides of his head, I conclude ``Well, it worked.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tThe CSS Polis election season has officially ended; after 11 common months, a shirelen mechanic, Drawe Ewe, is elected governer of the station, restrictions on trade from the CSS Sheef have been lifted, a law regarding the legalization and taxation of space-weed is scheduled for implementation, and the enforcement on clothing being worn in public has been relaxed. My coworkers seemed the most thrilled about the latter statement from the network.

\tHaving worked with turuvans for almost a decade, I can understand why they were so excited. Clothing, at least according to what my co-worker Klin has told me, makes their wet skin incredibly irritated, so they would often have to wear constricting undergarments to protect themselves or use a cocktail of numerous medicated lotions. Though they do agree to wear clothing under certain circumstances, these occurances were often only to appease more modest species, like my own.

\tApparently, turuvans had a history involving minimal clothing since Turuv was relatively stable, having a homogenous jungle environment and lacking a moon or any extreme types of weather, save for the occasional thunderstorm. Wearing clothing would have irritated their skin and made them hotter than they needed to be. When they were absorbed into the galactic community decades ago, in many places, they were forced to change this customary nudity.

\tAs for myself, I didn?t really have an opinion on the vote. Drawe Ewe could be a fine leader, or could not, I don?t personally have any problems with those on the Sheef, and I?ve known several consumers of space-weed who have never tried to shove me out of an airlock. I voted in favor of the lifting of clothing restrictions, mostly because I knew it meant a lot to my friends at the factory.

\tI actually liked wearing my blue jumpsuit, though I do admit it did become uncomfortable on long nights, particularly when we needed to do maintenance on the production line. It never really occured to me to join when my coworkers stripped upon clocking in. Technically, it was against company policy,but our supervisors only came when something went wrong, and all of the employees, except for myself, were turuvan. The only turuvan I saw on a regular basis was Klin, who made a pretty good argument for their nudism supported by explaining how it felt to them, physically and emotionally. After I told him it was fine with me, the rest of them joined in.

\tIt was a bit strange at first, but it helped that turuvan bodies are very different from mine. While they are similar to humans, such as their skeletal and muscular systems, comparable intelligence and the need for two individual sources of genetic material in order to reproduce, there was much that differed between me and my coworkers. Turuvan females were taller than males, their legs held more muscle mass, they had compound eyes and two large mandibles on their jaws, and their skin was constantly moist with water. The best way I could describe it to another human would be a combination of a human, a frog and a crab. Though I was nervous about seeing them without their jumpsuits, given the less-than-favorable thoughts regarding nudity among human society, I came to find out that turuvans lacked the external genitals that my species carries. They instead use a vent that carries their organs inside of their wide hips. They are quite streamlined, which reflected their evolution on Turuv?s wet terrain and their history of sailors and athletes.

\tMy experience changed a few days after the vote, however. Things didn?t really seem too different at the factory, except instead of walking in and stripping, the turuvans that worked with me were already nude upon entering the factory. In celebration of the results however, a few of them decided to hold a party. I didn?t find out about it until the day before when Klin invited me while we were on our lunch break.

\t"Linc." My turuvan coworker warbled to me as we watched the production line from breakroom bench, ready at a moments notice to troubleshoot the machines that produced our employers wares. "I have inquiry."

\tAfter catching my attention, my eyes swiftly observed his damp, crab-like face as he sat next to me, and I replied "What?s up?"

\tHis wet mandibles wobble over his lipless maw subtly as he states "Other Turuv, as I, will hold a event to celebrate freedom from cloth. Join?"

\t"I don?t know, Klin." I swish around the liquid in my sealed cup, and take a sip as I scan over his moist skin, from his bestial legs to his azure chest, and adding as I looked to his face again "I?m happy that you guys are happy, but it?s not really my scene, you know?"

\tKlin?s mandibles lowered slightly at my answer, and he said "No need to be bare; can come anyway. Will serve human food if attend." If anything, would be a good chance to learn more about Klin; though we worked together and thought of each other as friends, I knew very little about him, as I?m sure he knew very little about me. Besides, free human food was hard to come by on Polis. "Will be other aliens; unsure if human."

\t"When and where is it?"

\t"Tomorrow, after shift, Nelchin home."

\tI didn?t have anything planned tomorrow evening. "Yeah, I?ve got nothing going on. Should I bring anything?"

\tKlin?s compound eyes tilted slightly as he drew out, motioning a claw up and down my torso. "... You wear cloth?"

\tI felt myself drone slightly, unsure of how to respond "... Yeah?"

\tHe releases a high pitched trill, denoting amusement at my reply, and he counters with a simple "No."

\tWord of my coming spread quickly over the next 20 hours. At the production line the next day, I would occasionally hear my coworkers clicking about seeing other nude humans on the station, wondering if they would be seeing me as such after work. It made me slightly uncomfortable, though I knew they meant nothing by it. Something about how open they were about it did settle my thoughts about the party tonight, however, I didn?t plan on getting out of my jumpsuit until I returned home in the evening.

\tI also desperately hoped there would be another human there.

\tThe day passed with the turuvans appearing to get more and more excited, their facial limbs chattering at each other as the end of their shifts came closer. Admittedly, I was becoming more excited as well, mostly because I forgot my lunch at home.

\tNelchin?s house wasn?t too far away from the factory; in fact, he deliberately purchased the small metal cube close to it, simply for the convenience. This was common for most interspecies apartments, especially on space stations meant to house large populations like the Polis, though my home was a specialized human studio a mile or so from the factory. After the days shift ended, I clocked out and instead of turning towards the transit tunnel, I  turned the opposite direction.

\tI found myself slightly surprised at the number of clothed people I saw under the harsh flourescent lights, given the overwhelming results of the vote. I did still see a few who did not bother to dress before going out, a predictable large proportion being turuvan, but I knew it wouldn?t be too long before more had joined in from other species.

\tI only needed to walk for a few minutes to arrive at my destination. The tall building of white painted metal was relatively clean, though there were a few streaks of oil that ran down from the occasional seam. Though it didn?t seem like it was too badly damaged, the landlord didn?t seem to concerned with the apartments ability to withstand an accidental hull breach. At least it appeared to be able to stand under the influence of the Polis? artificial gravity engines.

\tAs I approached the building, I saw only a few turuvans outside, but none of them were ones that I recognized from work. Just next to the tall transparent door that slid open to let me into the lobby was a rotating screen that had a graphic underneath it stating ?No Smoking? in several languages. This pleased me, as I found space-weed to be very obnoxious.

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\tKlin was next to the elevator doors as I exited, his blue and striped body reflecting the hallway lamps in the ceiling. "I see you arrived." He creaks, his mandibles playfully curling.

\t"Yeah, this is the right floor, right?" I assumed that it would be, as it was the fifth button on the interface. I didn?t expect the residential area of the complex to be as white and partially leaking as the exterior, but I was more surprised that the ventilation was quiter than in the lobby. The entire place felt damp.

\t"Fifth." Klin turns to the left of the elevator to a door that was a few yards away. Before reaching the wheel in the middle of the portal that kept it sealed tight, he asks "You wear cloth at party for freedom from cloth?" I could tell from the narrowing of his compound eyes that each one of them were judging me.

\t"Well," I shoved my hands into my pocket, unsure of what else to do with them, "You know it?s not a normal thing for humans to walk around naked, so it?s a bit of a step for me."

\t"Understood. With equal understanding, many heard of your acceptance to invite." His facial hooks writhe towards me, chirping as he says "Many are curious, some uneasy due to cloth. Haven?t had close look at bare human."

\tI scoffed, shaking my head at the thought until I realized that he might be serious. Looking at him with a look of anxious excitement, said "I?ll think about it. That?s all I can say."

\tHe nods, hopefully understanding my reluctance, and grasps the seal lock, turning it once to undo the restraints. He pulls it open, and immediately I hear the soft pulsing of synthetic music within. He waves his hand in front of the door, and I peek inside.

\tI see many shades of turuvan, tall females and males closer to my size, slowly waving to the pace of the stereo system, and though I could only see a few, I knew that the party had a good amount of attendants. I suddenly become aware of the jumpsuit covering me, seeing a large group of the alien nudists enjoying themselves in the large apartment.

\t"So much skin. Yet, you wear cloth!" He twitters as he heads inside, and I after him.

\tThe door closes after I step through the threshold, its lock automatically engaging upon closing. I found myself surrounded by aliens of cool colors, striped and spotted, more looking towards me as the music played on and I stood there with uncertainty.

\t"Nelchin!" Klin calls out, immediately following with a series of squeeks and grunts in multiple pitches. A few moments later, a stout, plum-shaded turuvan pushes through the turuvans who guarded the entrance.

\t"You brought Linc!" Nelchin says giddily, his stubby mandibles wobbling with glee as Klin nods once more, feeling accomplished. His eyes turn to me, and he says "I hear you vote freedom from cloth?"

\tI reply "Yeah, I did."

\tSuddenly, there is a chorus of whooping and warbling, apparently pleased with my answer. I couldn?t help but look around Nelchin to see all the turuvans looking towards me with what I could only assume to be amusement.

\t"Welcome at Turuv celebration!" He says grasping around my elbow tightly with his damp, clawed paw and pulls me into the crowd.

\t"Hey!" I cry out, having less than a second to tear my hand out of my jumpsuit pocket. I look behind me and cry out "Klin, what the-" before being smothered by the colliding torsos of dancing, multi colored turuvans.

\tTry as I may, I am unable to pry his fingers off of my arm. Luckily, the abuse ended shortly after it began, as he let me go when we approached a holographic painting. I took a moment to get my bearings, and saw all of the turuvans who were previously dancing now had their eyes fixed on me as I stood in the common room. I nervously dart my eyes around to find a human, but all I see are green, blue and violet turuvans.

\tUnder my breath, I nervously giggle "Shit..." as I think about what was happening right now. I notice the volume on the music lowering.

\tBefore I can dive back into the crowd to find Klin, Nelchin says to the apartment "Turuv, here is Linc; human who voted freedom from cloth!"

\tThe room trills in reaction, some raising glasses of an unidentifiable liquid and some waving towards me with open hands. In the back of the room, I hear someone cry out "Linc wield human penis or vagina?"

\tI manage to release another chuckle, following by stating "I have a penis, yes." To which the crowd reacts similarly to the statement of my vote.

\tNelchin comes to my side, his skin glistening in the cool lights of the condominium, and says "So, you vote; you unwield cloth?"

\tI didn?t know what to do. I didn?t want to disappoint these people, particularly since it was something that they really cared about, but I also didn?t want to embarass myself. Then again, they were also naked, and they did not seem to mind it at all, even though they were very enthusiastic about it. I took a few moments to collect myself, and said "Yeah. I mean, I did vote for it." I shrugged slightly, and asked myself and the audience "Why not?"

\tThe crowd made a confused cheer, and I stared blankly for a moment. Nelchin?s clawed hand removed itself from my shoulder, and I heard the alien beats grow in volume. I thought I wouldn?t need to do this, yet here I was.

\tSeeing the expectation on their slick faces, I kneeled down undid the latches that kept my boots tightly secured to my feet. The hiss softly as the polymer loosens, and I pull my feet out, standing on the painted floor with my feet exposed to the wet air. I rose upward and began unzipping the front portion of my jumpsuit, revealing my black undershirt. There are a few curious turuvans who venture a bit closer, their eyes wide and eager. I slip off the sleeves by rotating my shoulders, letting them fall to my sides. Then, upon grabbing the belt loop of my jumpsuit through its interior, I push it down, and I feel the dampness of the apartment immediately flood along my crotch in and between my legs. I pull my feet through the legs of the suit and push it to the side, standing in my undergarments before the alien audience.

\tThey cheered me onward, more aliens approaching and getting closer to observe me in detail. I could almost feel their breathe as they chattered amongst one another, and I suddenly began to feel a bit more uncomfortable being the center of their attention. I tried to keep in mind that they were only so intrigued because I was something relatively new to them.

\tI pulled up the edge of my shirt, pulling the dark garment over my head and letting it fall next to my discarded suit. I was at the final step; only one more piece of clothing to go, and they would be satisfied. I grabbed the edges of my underwear, and bent over once more, pulling my last article of clothing down to my ankles. I lift each foot up, and throw the thing away.

\tI feel the atmosphere of the room all around me and the excited breaths of the turuvans kiss my bare skin as I rise up, exposing myself to the party. My heart is beating, unsure of how to react to being so exposed to so many other exposed creatures.

\tThe crowd seemed to approve of this greatly, and cried out gleefully as they marveled at the nude human before them. It was hard to describe how it felt; all I could think about was the aliens scanning me with their complex ocular organs.

\tI noticed Klin was among those who had come close to see what I had looked like without all of my attire. He made a perplexed twirl with his mandibles, saying ``That scent; I recognize from market visit. Is natural body odor?''

\tIt didn't even occur to me to shower after work. I had just came immediately to the party, and I blushed at my oversight. ``Shi- I'm sorry if I'm offensive.''

\tSeveral voices sounded their disagreement, and Klin says apologetically ``Error for us. Sudden happenings, common occurance at party.''

\tSuddenly, Nelchin comes up from behind, looking over my body from top to bottom, and says ``Look like traskeledian!''

\tA dark purple turuvan, towering over the rest of the party, yells out in protest ``Linc carries no egg-layer!''

\tI chuckle at their observations, and say in a light tone to Nelchin at my side, ``I, uh- If it's okay, I'd like a drink?''

\tNelchin's mandibles spread widely, and he runs off into the crowd of turuvan towards a cabinet in a far wall. I felt a bit abandoned, but Klin had risen up from looking around my body like the rest of the crowd, and had begun to shoo off some of the others who were in awe of my unknown anatomy.

\tAfter a few moments, those who were so intrigued by my nudity were back amongst themselves, leaving Klin to speak with me alone. Over the odd music, he says ``Party is best in building; nude human as well as Turuv here.''

\tNelchin arrived with a drink, and I grabbed it swiftly, trusting the alien that this was able to be consumed by my digestive system. The chrome cup kept the liquid cool as I brought it to my lips and drank, tasting a flavor that resembled cherries and medicine.

\tAs I brought the cup down, I asked ``Is this cough suppressant, Nelchin?''

\t``Alcohol! Human drink!'' Nelchin chimed with his facial limbs waving ecstatically, and he bounced off to mingle with his guests.

\tI chuckled as I looked down at myself past my cup, my penis hanging freely atop my balls, unconstrained by my attire. I spread my legs a bit, letting the air around me access to my interior. ``You know,'' I say to Klin, looking over the crowd with him, ``I came here thinking that I wouldn't be doing this.''

\t``Other employee, as I, felt you out of place among bare Turuv.'' He places one of his wet hands onto my shoulder. ``Trust supervisor clothed, but trust more bare. Party is good start.''

\t``Well, now with the law passed, I suppose there really isn't any reason for me to wear it.'' The law stated that only those within the health and food industries would be required to wear clothing at work; the factory was involved in neither. ``It'll take some getting used to though, but I kind of like it.'' It felt good to be uncovered, almost as if my skin was breathing after being restrained from air for so long. I could see myself carrying my clothes back home with me now.

\t``I can be honest, Linc?'' Klin clicks slowly, unsure of what response to expect.

\t``Of course, Klin.'' I smile at him, cradling the medical liquid in my palm. ``I mean, you got me naked.''

\tHe trails off a bit, dampened by the loud music, ``Human penis; odd appearance. Prefer vent.'' I looked down at myself; I didn't think it looked too bad.

\t``Well, where's the other aliens that you promised would be here?'' I inquired as I then gazed around the apartment, seeing only the cool hues of the dancing turuvans. ``Would give you something else to look at.

\tKlin trilled softly, shaking his head. ``I lie. Only alien here is you.'' He waves his damp arm aroudn in emphasis, ``Plan to make you come.''

\tI rolled my eyes, and upon looking back to the naked alien before me, from his vent to the compound eyes that decorated the sides of his head, I conclude ``Well, it worked.''

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