Blanke Schande College

CHAPTER 9—Arriving at College

The rest of the school year was a bit of a blur. She had continued to excel in school, finishing in the top 10 of her senior class. She also won the state championship in floor exercises in gymnastics and helped her team get runner-up status. And she was also the only student in her school to receive a full academic scholarship to a college.

Her friends wanted to know all about Blanke Schande College and she had told them what she could. Some were ready to hear about it and one of her friends, Jennifer, had applied and gotten accepted. Amanda was glad to support Jennifer through the process, even preparing the girl for the interview.

Her social life had improved tremendously as well. Her and Tommy became more and more serious and she had lost her virginity to him after the prom. It had been so special and sweet and there was no pain involved, just pleasure.

There was another boy in her life as well and that was Brian. Since that day he had first seen her, Brian was a constant figure in the window. At night, Amanda would leave her light on and walk around her room naked, in full view of the boy. She occasionally would go towards the window and masturbate for him, giving the boy a real show until she came.

One day, as she left her house, the boy approached her.

"Hey Amanda, Hi," he said with a smile.

"Hi Brian, I see you've been spending a lot of time in your room," she said laughing. "Something interesting in there?"

The boy laughed. "Not yet, but there could be if you let it happen," he said. "Actually, I wondered if you would like to go out with me sometime. A movie or something."

Amanda laughed. Usually a boy used a movie or dinner as a way to see the girl naked and have sex with her. Brian had already seen her naked. Now he wanted to finish the job.

"You know what Brian, you are sweet for asking and I appreciate it," she said. "But, until I started showing off my body to you, you never had any time for me at all. In fact, I doubt you knew I existed. So while I am really, really flattered, I am going to say no, thank you."

The boy's face turned sour in an instant. He had been sure she was flirting with him and that all he had to do was ask and she would fuck him.

"Don't look so sad, you can keep looking," she said. "If it is too frustrating for you, I can lower my blinds."

He smiled again. "Man, you are amazing," he said. "No, keep those blinds up. Thanks for the show. Maybe someday, I will get to sample some of that wonderful body."

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek and walked off down the street. He watched her go, her legs in that miniskirt. That nice ass swaying as she went. She was no longer the little girl he used to ignore. Now she was a woman that he couldn't take his eyes off.

Graduation had been great. She was honored for getting a scholarship…they read them out in order of how much money they had been awarded and she had the largest award of any student in her high school.

During the summer, she and her mother had done all of the shopping she needed to set up shop in her dorm room. Crates for books, sheets, pillowcases, school supplies, towels, a rug, microwave, a small TV and a clock radio. But, unlike other girls going off to school, they did not buy one item of clothing for her trip to college.

Her father joked that they had enough stuff to bring, thank God they didn't have to bring clothes. But deep inside, Amanda knew he wished she had made a different choice.

Amanda knew no other choice could have been made. She was happier than she had ever been in her life and felt more like a woman than ever before.

All summer, she and Kacy had planned moments when Amanda could experience nudity and exposure. But they were all so phony, unable to copy what it would really feel like at BSC.

One time, Kacy had driven Amanda to the park. Once there, the girl would strip off her clothes and leave them in the car locked. She would then have to run through the park to the other side where Kacy would be waiting. But it felt wrong, dirty. She had to escape detection in the park because getting caught would mean arrest. This was so alien from the atmosphere at BSC, where wearing clothes would get you expelled. It felt wrong and they didn't try it again.

At home, she convinced her parents to let her be naked sometimes, usually when her dad wasn't home. He still was uncomfortable with the idea of her being nude in his presence. She had a few pieces of clothing on the first floor in case of a surprise visitor but otherwise she stayed nude. This felt more real and helped her get used to the idea. She was amazed that she could have a normal conversation with her mother while she sat there naked as could be.

She was also still naked in her bedroom. That rule was rock solid and she made certain of it with her parents. She also got them to amend it to the whole second floor. Unless there were special circumstances, she stripped the second she got to the top of the stairs and stayed that way until she went back down.

Finally, she packed up, the only clothes she brought were the ones on her back, a white tank top and a miniskirt. The welcome letter had requested that she stay clothed until the Orientation ceremony, when there would be a ritual undressing and burning of the clothes. They also asked for any bras or undergarments to be left at home.

Since her last trip to BSC, she had hardly ever worn anything directly over her vagina. It felt wrong and confining. The only exception was during gymnastics or gym class at school when there was a uniform. Otherwise, she wore skirts or dresses, giving her sex room to breathe.

The drive in the car was fun for a while. They chatted and listened to music. Mom and dad told them stories of their college days and they laughed at them. Kacy told some stories, though much tamer than some of the ones she had told Amanda the last few months.

Amanda reflected on how close she and Kacy had become, as if their sisterhood had been solidified by her experience at BSC. They talked all of the time and shared their deepest and darkest secrets.

She also thought about Tom. They had been dating since February and had become as close as could be. He loved the woman she was becoming and she loved the woman he made her be. They were really physically attracted to each other, unable to keep their hands off of each other.

He had been put off when she first told him about Blanke Schande and their female nudity clause. He shared her father's first opinions, why would she want to be a whore at that college. But he had seen the determination in her eyes and came to appreciate the perks of the school. He promised to visit as often as he could.

Their parting had been difficult last night. Tom was leaving for his school today too. Luckily, Amanda had gotten her share of clothes shopping out of the way by helping him pick out clothes. Kacy had admonished her, claiming she was helping him find her replacement, but Amanda was confident in herself. Plus, if he left her, there were plenty of boys in the BSC sea.

The car got quiet as they pulled up to the BSC campus. Her mother and father both gave low whistles when they saw the nude bodies of the returning women helping the freshmen move in. Amanda watched as you could see every move they made reflected in their bare legs and ass. How their bodies and muscles flexed as they picked up boxes and crates. The boys were helping too, but it was obvious that girls got the attention here and rightly so.

They pulled into the spots reserved for move-in day and her dad stopped the car. He turned and looked seriously at his daughter.

"Amanda, hear me out please," he began. "I know this is what you want and I support you. But, if at any time you want to back out, I will come get you, no questions asked. Don't worry about the money or feel embarrassed. You can count on us, okay?"

She nodded. "Thanks Dad," she said, tears filling her eyes. "But, I won't back out. I want this so bad."

The man nodded and turned the car off. The four of them began to unload when a trio of gorgeous women came over. "What room are you," the one with blonde hair said cheerfully. "We'll unload your car and bring it up. You can meet us up there."

Amanda's father courageously volunteered to stay with the car while Amanda, Kacy and their mother went up to get the room situated. She heard the older girls complaining about how much stuff the boys have. "From now on, we are only moving in stuff for the girls," she said. "It's so much easier than lugging clothes up and down the stairs."

Kacy and Amanda looked at each other and giggled. This was a whole different world.

At her room, they bumped into Jennifer as she and her parents exited the room across the hall. Amanda and Jennifer had chosen not to be roommates for their first year, wanting to meet other people. But the residence life folks at BSC had been very accommodating, giving them rooms across the hall. The two girls hugged while the moms chatted.

"Can you believe we are here and about to do this," Jennifer asked.

Amanda nodded. "I am so excited, I can't wait to begin."

Jennifer and her parents were heading over to grab some lunch before the 1:00 assembly. It would be there that the girls would lose the clothes they had on and begin their nude careers at Blanke Schande.

The returning students made it to the room in one trip, carrying most of Amanda's things. Her father caught up to them in a few minutes, his eyes going all around the place, following the nude bodies wherever they went. He wondered how a male student could survive here as his penis threatened to put a tent in his pants.

By the time he entered the relative safety of his daughter's room, the women had already set most of the stuff up. Alice was making the bed and Kacy was fiddling with the radio. Amanda was trying to hook her computer up on one of the room's two desks. She had chosen the bed and desk by the window since her roommate was not yet there.

There were no closets in the girl's rooms on this wing, there was no need for them. There were some shelves for towels and sheets and there was a hook for hanging things to dry, etc. She had read that some girls do not use towels, the absolutes. For non-absolutes, the removal of the use of towels was sometimes used as a punishment for some infractions. As it were, the towel could not be wrapped around the body and only large washcloths were permitted.

They unpacked everything and Amanda's dad offered to take the boxes back to the car since there was no place to store anything here. "Why don't we follow Jennifer's family's lead and go have some lunch," Alice said. "Then we can go to the assembly."

The women followed Bob to the car and then headed into the dining hall. All of the women working behind the counter and at the registers were nude and had shaved pussies, according to health regulations. There were some returning students who were naked in line or sitting at the table but everyone else was fully dressed. She wondered how they felt, being the only naked women in the room. It looked weird to her to see women wearing clothes in this room, especially after seeing it during normal business. Amanda had seen this room so many times in her imagination, saw herself walking with a tray, heading to meet some friends. She never saw herself in here wearing clothes.

While they sat and ate, each of the four had butterflies in their stomachs. Alice and Bob worried about leaving their daughter behind and the fact that she would be defenseless and naked. Kacy worried that she was losing a great friend whose company she had come to cherish lately. And Amanda was worried about making friends and fitting in, and a little about the stripping ceremony and being naked until her next trip home.

"Well, it's almost one. We should head over to the assembly hall," Bob said. They cleaned up their spot and went out of the building.

In the assembly hall, the family found Jennifer and her parents sitting near the front and on the aisle and sat right behind them. They chatted until the assembly began. A nude woman, whom Amanda guessed what about 30, began the assembly. She had very pretty short blonde hair, round and perky breasts and a hairless slit. She was cute and could have passed for one of the students.

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen, my name is Kristin and I am the Director of Orientation," she said with just a hint of a Southern accent. "As ya'll can see, I am wearing the official uniform for all women who work or go to school on this campus. You moms, aunts, grandmoms and sisters who come to visit are not held to the same dress code but may feel free to comply if you would feel more comfortable."

That brought some laughter from the crowd, nervous ones from the non-student women and hopeful ones from their husbands and the other men.

"Now, before we can officially welcome all of our new students, our women need to comply with the dress code. I ask all of the new women in the Class of 2008 to please stand and remove your clothing."

Amanda stood with all of the other girls. She saw Jennifer in front of her in her shorts and tee shirt. Amanda started by sliding out of her shoes. She then lifted the tank top over her head and off, letting her breasts bounce into place and nipples to be exposed. Amanda then completed the job by unzipping her skirt and letting it drop to the floor.

She stood there naked and looked around. Many of the girls had stripped as quickly as her, but some were slower. She saw a topless Jennifer in front of her, pulling her shorts down and off. Amanda had never seen her friend nude and was impressed. Her breasts were smaller than Amanda's but her sex was prominent and looked so ripe with round butt cheeks and smooth tan skin. She was quite a sight.

"Well, ladies, please hand your clothing to a member of your family and you may be seated," she said. "Be careful of the chairs, they can be cold."

That brought more laughter from the audience, some of it nervous but much of it true. Amanda bent over and picked up her clothes and handed them to her mother who had tears in her eyes. "Now, I would like to introduce our president, Dr. Eleanor Grines Ferguson."

There was polite applause as the naked, middle-aged woman stood and went to the microphone. Going along with the general openness of the school, the podium was glass and covered nothing. Dr. Ferguson was very cute, with her brown hair in a bob. She was heavier than most of the other women on stage, with full but floppy breasts, large nipples that were erect and pointing out at the audience. She had very heavy thighs and a completely shaved vagina.

"Good afternoon everyone and welcome to the Class of 2008," she said. "I would like to congratulate you on your courage in choosing Blanke Schande. While that is true of all of our students, it is especially true of our ladies. Adjusting to college life is hard for all students, but our women who have to undergo a very special transformation than many of their counterparts. To go against societial norms and live their lives free of clothes and hang ups about sexuality and power make them very special indeed."

"I would also like to commend those males in the audience for their decision," she continued. "While it may seem like an easy decision to come to a school that requires female nudity at all times, it is not as easy as it looks. It requires great discipline to concentrate and also to learn how to respect the women as more than sex objects. This is an issue at every school but none deal with it with the force that we do.

"To you parents, I am here to tell you that there is little to fear about the safety of your students here at Blanke Schande. We have had zero cases of date rape or sexual harassment or assault in the last six years. Our nudity does not make rapists out of the men on campus. On the contrary, they learn a healthy respect of women and ways of dealing with women that goes beyond their bodies. Here at Blanke Schande, men and women are able to get beyond the sexual tension, because it is so public. Here, we get past it quickly and move on."

Amanda looked at her father who smiled at the president's words. She could tell it helped allay some of his fears.

"In conclusion, I welcome you all to the Blanke Schande family," she said. "We are a proud group here and we are able to include you as one with us. As you can see, I have nothing to hide and my door is always open. Any problems you have, please feel free to contact me. Thank you and I wish everyone a great semester."

The group applauded the president, who sat down, her feet shoulder length apart giving everyone in the audience a full view of her vagina. Amanda was proud of her for being so open and was happy to go to a school run by her.

Kristen then got up to speak. "That wraps up our assembly and it is time for goodbyes," she said. "I know this is hard but we really do believe that it is important for your students to get to know one another without the feeling of keeping track of their families. We will take a short break but ask that the students be back in this room in 30 minutes. I am available if anyone has any questions. Thank y'all."

The audience started to get to their feet. Amanda sprang up, her tight breasts barely bouncing. She saw Jennifer in front of her, looking a bit more nervous with her nudity than she felt. She was proud of her though, Jen wasn't covering herself. But the blush went from her face down her breasts to her belly.

She followed her family out the door of the assembly. Amanda felt very whole mixing with the other naked girls. This felt so right.

Parting at her parents' car was hard. She hugged her father, who choked back tears, and her mother, who did not hide hers. She also got a hug and kiss from Kacy, who whispered, "I'll miss you," and then the group drove away as she stood there waving, her naked body completely vulnerable. Her last vestige of clothing was in the car with her family and she was committed to a life of nudity.