A note: The majority of this story concerns the naturist lifestyle and characters who are nudists. However, this story is not meant to be a realistic portrayal of this lifestyle or the people who practice it. I'm taking a lot of inspiration from teen sex comedies of the 80s in writing the scenarios the various characters find themselves in, and they're not meant to be realistic. The first chapter here is somewhat of an introduction and not as outlandish as some of the other chapters will eventually get.

This story is basically a generic lifestyle story. An example can be found on Nakedtimestories. For in depth rules on how the nudist lifestyle works the fake one check the same website under "how Eric became a nudist chapters 2 or 3" I think. It all started on my 18th birthday. I also told my parents that since I had graduated two weeks before, I had decided not to go to college and start my life now. They didn't look too happy but they quickly got over it.

One night, after a few drinks, a girlfriend divulged that she's been a member of a nudist club for three years and told me it's changed her life. In that moment I thought, I want that in my life too. The feeling that reminds you you're alive. I owe it to myself to at least try this — I'll become a nudist for a day.

My friend Dano came to visit a month or so ago and reminded me of something that happened when we were about 17 or so, and I can definitely say I was grateful for this fun experience that had completely slipped my mind. Dano was lucky enough to live in an awesome house right on Lake Michigan in our idyllic town of Mequon, Wisconsin. We used to have campfires on the beach and party there and in his boathouse all through high school and college. Dano liked to fish, and one summer day he had inflated his large rubber raft, dropped it on the beach, and returned up the wooded path to his house to get his fishing gear. That took about 15 minutes or so, and when he returned he was pleasantly surprised I assume!