15 comments/ 224003 views/ 28 favorites Forced Nudity By: AdelaideNurse I'm a 23 year old Nurse working at a large hospital in Adelaide, South Australia (OK – I work at Flinders). I'm quite short (4'11" or 150 cm) and skinny, but not anorexic or anything. I'm a b-cup up top, pale skin with get-black straight hair down to my shoulders. I don't think I'm stunningly pretty, but I'm alright. I'm fairly quiet in my private and work life and haven't really done too much outrageous. About a year ago I discovered Literotica and have been excited about the idea of forced exhibitionism. I'm reasonably modest in my attire (not a prude though) so the idea of being caught nude or having to wear something revealing gets me strangely hot and excited. I don't know why. It terrifies me at the same time. But I had to do it. This is a true story about my first foray into a nude hobby... I work night-shift for four nights in a row, once per month. That means I finish at about 7:00 am and then have about three days to recover. I'd been planning this idea for a couple of months, building up courage. I finished work and drove home to my flat, threw my clothes in wash and had a hot shower. I was already excited and masturbated while I was in there. Leaving my hair down (it's tied up for work). I just threw on an old t-shirt and shorts. No bra, nickers or shoes. This was radical by itself, but I was just getting started! I grabbed a bottle of olive oil, spare car key and got in the car. About 60 minutes south is a pine forest (Kypo Forest for the locals) I went there years ago on a school excursion. There are a variety of entrances, and I didn't think it got many visitors especially at 9:00 in the morning. My plan was to leave the spare car key somewhere in public, but not too much in public. Drive some distance into the forest, then trip naked and lock the car. I'd then have to walk to get the keys using the forest for cover. Make a dash to get them and walk back. Easy, but very exciting! I parked at one of the entrances, got out and looked for somewhere to leave the spare key. I thought that I wouldn't make it too easy, so I crossed the road and put it at the base of a large tree. There was a bit of traffic about, but you could hear it coming for quite some distance, so I felt OK. I then drove up the dirt track to a parking spot. Remember, I had been awake since 2:30 pm the previous day, and was very, very excited. I smoked a couple of cones while still in the car and got a wild buzz going. Then I did it. I threw the keys in the glove box. Stepped out the car, threw my clothes inside, grabbed the olive oil and shut the door. The parking bay is somewhat exposed so I quickly ran into the forest. It was then I noticed that they had done some logging since I was last there and thinned out some of the trees. I remember vaguely being told they do this on my school trip to allow the trees more room to develop. The upshot was that they didn't offer as much cover as I anticipated. No problem, I just ran a bit further in. Really buzzing now. Heart pounding. I've never been outdoor naked like this before. I cracked open the olive oil and poured it over me. It takes quite a while to tip out a litre of oil and I am seriously lubricated by the time I finish. I drop the bottle and rub in the oil. I masturbated again, coming quickly and strongly. Really, really buzzing now. A little scared, the forest is a lot thinner than I anticipated, but I can hear any cars for miles. I start making my way to the entrance, staying what I think is deep enough in the forest. I've no shoes on so I take my time stepping over branches and logs. After a while I came to a small clearing. The sun was streaming though and I looked down looking at my glistening pale body, slightly yellow from the olive oil and erect nipples. I thought about what I was doing and reached down again to my oily pubes (I don't shave). With my right hand massaging my breasts and my left between my legs I came again. Even afterwards I thought I was going to explode. I was so hot! Eventually I thought I was getting close to the entrance of the forest. I kept low-ish and crept forward. Yep, right on target. The key was further than I thought. The forest stopped about seven metres from a low wire fence. I could slide through the fence easily enough. On the other side of the fence were some low shrubby things – not much cover, but probably OK. Then a quick dash across the road to get the keys and back. I crept closer to the edge and listened. There was a lot of traffic. Not a constant stream, but you could always hear a car approaching or driving away. Not good. I stayed squatting down with my legs apart stroking between my legs. I was trying to keep the excitement up, but I was getting scared. But there was no backing out. My only key was on the other side of that fence. A car passed and drove off into the distance. Silence. This was my chance. Heart pounding, I ran out to the fence. Shit! A horse! About a hundred meters away between the forest and the fence line was a group of people on horseback! Shit! Shit! I scrambled through the fence. Shit a car coming, it's almost on me. I squatted down between the fence and the shrubby bushes. The car sped path. I looked up at the horses, a couple of them were moving quicker now. I had to get the key. Now! I dashed across the road and grabbed the key. Dashing back I could see a white 4-wheel drive ute slowing down, I scrambled under the fence and sprinted back towards the forest. On my left I could see the ute pulling into the entrance. Shit! It's a forestry vehicle! They've seen me and are pulling in. Two of the riders on my right have got a fantastic view of my naked oiled body, they are almost on top of me. My heart is in my throat as I try to disappear into the forest. After a few minutes of leaping over branches I stop and squat down. I can't hear anything (other than my pounding heart). I'm shaking all over. The horses couldn't have followed me, but what if they riders had dismounted? What about the forestry worker(s)? I would have had a good head start on any of them. I stayed still for about five minutes. I think I'm in the clear, for now. What if they're waiting at the car? My god, my clothes are on the front seat – it'll be obviously mine! I started the walk back to the car. I've cut the soles of both of my feet so I'm walking on my toes. My heart is not pounding as much, but I'm still very scared. I'm not excited anymore. What the hell am I doing naked, covered in oil in a forest, with possibly a group of people looking for me? Suddenly I hear a car. I squat down and see through the trees the 4-wheel drive cruise by. It's heading away from my car and down to the entrance. I could see two people in it, but they didn't see me. I start moving again. A while longer and I'm almost at my car. I haven't seen the 4-wheel drive again. My car can be seen from the entrance, and if they're looking they'll see me leave the forest. Do I dare? Do I have any choice? I creep to the edge of the tree line. Peering down to the entrance I can't see anyone. I make the dash. Opening the car door I climb in and start the engine. There are multiple entrances and exits to this forest so I drive further in. I'm no rally driver, but I'm going quickly, and bouncing around naked in the car. It doesn't take too long to get to an exit and I waste no time in putting some distance between the forest and me. About five minutes later a truck passes going in the other direction. I'm reminded that I'm still naked, so I pull off the road and wriggle into my shorts and t-shirt. I've made it! When I get home the enormity of what I have done hits me. I think I masturbated for about four hours before falling asleep having been awake for over 24 hours. I have never been so scared, so excited - so hot, just so alive as I was that morning! I will never, ever do that again. Stay tuned for what I did next month after night shift... Forced Nudity I read a story a couple of months ago by a woman titled "My Strip Search and How It Affected Me". Great story, if you haven't read it. What I found interesting is that at the end she lists her current day interest (fetishes) and they are nearly identical to mine. I have a few stories I would like to tell, mostly centered on my military experiences. I'm pretty sure I had already developed my fetishes. I don't think they are a result of the stories I am about to tell, but I truly love to participate in or read about things like strip poker, nude forfeits or dares, being forced to be naked while others are dressed, CFMN/CMNF/CFNF/CMNM (you letter it I like it)medical nudity, and of course BDSM. I am old enough to have been caught by the very last military draft in 72/73. I never knew the exact workings of the system but you were assigned to a "local" draft board; so when I reported for a classification physical it turned out a lot of the guys there were people I had graduated from high school with a couple of years earlier. One of them was my best friend who I also worked with every day, Bob. We all had friends who had been through the same process, so we pretty much knew what to expect. After spending time doing paperwork and taking written test we were moved to the area for our physicals. I'm thinking there were probably 60 -- 75 guys. We were told to strip to our shorts. There were baskets for us to store our clothes and we were given a paper bag to carry any valuables. We also each had records to carry where the medics would document our height, weight, and that stuff. We moved from station to station for blood pressure, eye test, hearing test, and so on. No, there weren't females in the facility. (I know some of you were expecting that.) But I did see another high school buddy walk through the room in an army uniform. He must have joined right after school and gotten himself assigned here. There were so many people I don't remember if he saw me or not. About 20 of us are moved into a section that is simply an open room with benched along one wall. Other guys are still dong the eyes/ears/height/ stuff. Men in white coats who are obviously real doctors come in. We are told to stand, take off our shorts and leave the on the bench. So I'm in a line of about 20 naked people all facing these doctors. I'm standing next to my best friend Bob both of us nude. We never had PE or sports together so we had never seen the other naked, but it really wasn't a big deal. The doctors were to examine us and "exercise" us. The exercise part was very basic stuff. Raise your hands over your head. Bend over and touch your toes. Hold you arms out and move your wrist up and down. They needed to make sure everything worked right. They moved up and down the line feeling our nuts, turn your head and cough, and so on. As a group we were told to face the wall, bend over and spread our cheeks. I'm sure that was a sight, 20 assholes sticking up. There wasn't any insertion but the docs walked the line checking everyone. The final exercise I am guessing was to test our balance and mobility. Several guys were moved to the opposite wall so there were about 10 on each side giving us more room between us. We were told to squat and duck walk to the center of the room, turn and duck walk back. There's Bob and I naked, duck walking toward each other with our dangles on full display along with all the other people in the room. After that we put our shorts on and finished up what ever to go home. I know I am both an exhibitionist and a voyeur so I kind of enjoyed the whole thing. It was never a big deal between Bob and I, we remained best friends for several years after that. I ended up enlisting in the USAF and as a result processed through the same center two additional times. I have some other stories I'll write about in separate post so if you didn't like this story, don't read the others.