Moving to Florida

Stripped For Florida: Moving to Florida

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MOVING TO FLORIDA -- PART ONE

"We're moving to Florida. You'll be starting the year at a new school and we're stripping all three of you."

The children sat in stunned silence.

"We're moving?" asked Cynthia, the oldest.

"Do they have a drama club at this new school?" inquired Malcolm.

"What's stripping," asked Carla, who was 8 and the youngest.

"It means you're going to be naked until you turn 21," explained Cynthia, with a hard edge to her voice.

"Ordinarily that's true," added their father patiently, "but in this case all three of you will be stripped for life."

"What!" exclaimed Cynthia.

"Once we get to Florida, you'll never wear clothes again."

"You can't do that to us!" yelled Cynthia.

"It's a done deal, I'm afraid. The university really wanted your mother -- very much indeed. She'll be heading up their new Olympic athlete training program. Part of the signing bonus is that they'll pay the cost of stripping you three for life. That doesn't come cheap, let me tell you!"

"But what's the point of a 'bonus' if we don't want it?" Cynthia pressed on.

"If you ever want to play on a pro team, or even compete in the Olympics, it's definitely the way to go." Their mother spoke up for the first time.

"You're always pressuring us to go into sports, mom. That's your thing, not ours."

"There are other advantages," soothed their dad. "We found a wonderful place on the river. Even your mother and I won't have to wear clothes there. The few houses in the area are all within a designated clothing optional district. There's a large deck overlooking the river. We can swim, walk in the woods, it's wonderful! We figured, why burden you three with clothes if you don't have to wear them."

"I don't mind being naked," stated Carla. "Can I take my clothes off now?"

"Sure," answered her mother, "but wait until we get to Florida to walk out the door without anything on."

"You mean I have to go to school naked?" asked Malcolm, the import of the conversation catching up with him.

"Everywhere! Naked everywhere, forever. Do you see what they're doing to us?" cried Cynthia.

"Man! Is everyone else naked too? Like, girls?"

"Oh, god, he doesn't even care. He just wants to see naked girls. Am I the only one in this family who just wants the option of wearing a skirt once in a while?"

"Well, it doesn't work like that in Florida," her father continued in his patient way. "Either kids are naked or they're not. There is no in between. Unfortunately that's not how it's set up for most adults. I'd love to be naked all the time. I realize we're imposing that longing on you, but you'll be one of the lucky ones -- stripped as a kid for life, so you'll be able to be naked even when you grow up."

"You didn't answer my question, are all the other kids naked too?" persisted Malcolm.

"Some are and some aren't," answered his mom. "But as for your real question, yes, there are plenty of naked girls. There are even other kids stripped for life. Lots of teams pay for athletes with potential to be stripped so they can play on pro teams naked when they're older. Parents hoping to get their kids into certain entertainment fields -- even drama -- strip their kids so they can be nude actors, musicians, and so on. I think if more people could afford it lots of families would strip their kids for life. As it is, lots of kids are stripped for their childhoods -- up to age 21 that is."

"Wow, this is going to be cool," beamed Malcolm, imagining naked chicks running around the school hallways.

"See, naked is fun," announced Carla, prancing around the room in the altogether.

"We're really going to live in a naked neighborhood -- like nobody wears clothes?" quizzed Cynthia.

"Well, you're certainly not going to be!" concluded her mother.

"What are you planning to do mom, just strip us naked at the border and throw our clothes away?" Cynthia responded sarcastically.

"That's exactly what we're planning to do. In fact, why don't all three of you start packing up your clothes to give away. Save a couple of things to wear until we get to Florida. Otherwise, we don't need to be moving things we won't be needing when we get there."

END PART ONE

(The End)