Doing Things the HOA Way (Chapter 4 - Oct 31)

[alberic]

Nice. Teen romance usually isn't my thing, but for some reason, I'm really connecting with this one.

[Hooked6]

OUTSTANDING chapter! I am really loving Taylor. She is the perfect foil for Maisy and her attraction for Zane. Besides - I just LOVE bullies!!

I can't wait for the next chapter, The tension among Zane, Maisy and Taylor is palpable!

Hooked6

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[Somebody]

I absolutely love it. I do wonder how long the ruse is going to be able to be maintained.

[Casanova]

Zane and Maisy's budding relationship is diabetes inducing. In a good way.
I hope Taylor loses her clothes as well.

Hopefully Mrs. C can be convinced of Carol-Anne's environmental nudist tendencies too.
So both mom and daughter have to follow the HOA regulations.

[Freesub]

Absolutely loved it! Amazing how fast romance can develop when the girl is naked

Taylor's jealousy is also an interesting factor - perhaps her own nudity is on the cards, to get some of Zane's attention back

[perseus]

This chapter was incredible! Going out into the neighborhood, then having to masturbate in front of people she just met! This is what makes ENF great! I love that more people are getting fooled but how will this keep going? I can't wait to see where it goes from here!

[Patcecas]

Any updates soon??

[superevil7]

Chapter 4

The evening sun painted the sky in hues of orange and purple, a gentle end to a day that had been anything but. Maisy sat on the plush couch in their new living room, the familiar scent of the fabric reminding her of the comforting, worn-in smell of their old apartment, even in the new environment. The stark reality of her situation was inescapable. It was finally starting to sink in that she was going to be naked all summer. The word "chaste" echoed in her head, a cruel, mocking reminder of what Taylor had said. She was supposed to be chaste, yet Zane's hungry gaze and the memory of her own hand between her legs made her feel anything but. Her skin still felt hypersensitive, the memory of her own touch lingering.

Howie, oblivious to the turmoil in his sister's head, was sprawled on the carpet, engrossed in a handheld video game, his focus entirely on the tiny screen. His lack of reaction to her nudity was a small mercy, a pocket of normalcy in the bizarre new reality they were navigating.

The sound of the garage door opening broke the quiet. Carol-Anne bustled in, her heels clicking on the tile floor of the entryway, a bulging work tote slung over her shoulder. She looked tired, but her expression was one of determined optimism.

"Maisy, honey, how was your day?" she asked, setting her bag down and walking towards her, her eyes giving her daughter a quick, assessing scan. She seemed almost proud of Maisy for her nakedness, a fact that twisted uncomfortably in Maisy's gut.

"Fine," Maisy mumbled, not wanting to get into it.

"Did you two have a good time at Zane's today?" Carol-Anne pressed, her voice bright.

"Yeah, it was okay," Howie chimed in from the floor, not looking up from his game. "Zane's cool. And Elli's funny. She did a backflip into the pool."

Maisy just nodded, trying not to feel self-conscious under her mother's gaze. Carol-Anne smiled, clearly pleased that they were integrating.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Carol-Anne checked her watch. "Oh, I wonder who that is?" She smoothed down her skirt and went to answer the door. When she opened it, Brenda Carlisle stood there, a bottle of wine in hand and a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

"Carol-Anne! I hope I'm not intruding," she said, her voice dripping with polished charm. "I'd like to officially welcome you to the neighborhood. I'm Brenda Carlisle, president of the Homeowners' Association."

"Oh! Mrs. Carlisle, how lovely of you to stop by," Carol-Anne gushed, clearly flustered but trying to hide it. "Please, come in. Let me get some glasses.”

Brenda glided into the room, her eyes immediately landing on Maisy. Her smile tightened, a micro-expression of annoyance quickly masked by a more deliberate, approving look. "Thank you, dear. Yes, a small glass of white wine would be lovely. I'll come help you."

Carol-Anne led Brenda into the kitchen, leaving Maisy feeling more exposed than ever. She pulled a decorative pillow over her lap, her cheeks burning. What was Brenda Carlisle doing here? Was she here to talk about her being naked? Had Zane or Taylor said something about her reluctance to masturbate earlier?

In the kitchen, Brenda placed the bottle on the counter as Carol-Anne retrieved a corkscrew and two glasses. "I must say, Carol-Anne," Brenda began, her voice low and intimate, "I'm so impressed."

Carol-Anne paused, a puzzled look on her face. "Impressed?"

Brenda nodded, her eyes sharp. "With your commitment to environmental causes. It's just so... progressive. Zane, the boy from next door, mentioned your unique approach to water conservation. I must admit, I was a bit taken aback at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it's a truly forward-thinking stance."

Carol-Anne felt a knot of dread tighten in her stomach. Zane had told her that her daughter had to be naked as part of the HOA rules, but here was the HOA president praising her for "her forward-thinking stance". The lie was unraveling before her eyes. Zane had obviously made the whole thing up. Carol-Anne felt like such a fool, making her daughter stay naked all day, and in front of the very boy that had tricked her!

But then she looked at Brenda, who was regarding her with what seemed like genuine admiration. Brenda Carlisle, the queen bee of this perfect community, was impressed with her. She saw her as an equal, a fellow pioneer. The desire to belong, to be accepted, was a powerful, desperate thing. Admitting she'd been tricked, by a fifteen-year-old boy no less, would make her look naive, gullible. It would make her look utterly foolish, and like she had no regard for her daughter's safety. Admitting what had happened now could lead to huge trouble for her. Trouble she couldn't afford. Trouble with the law.

She forced a smile, a brittle, fragile thing. "Well, you know, someone has to make a stand," she said, her voice surprisingly steady. "I just feel it's our responsibility as citizens to think outside the box."

"Absolutely," Brenda purred, pouring herself a glass of wine. "And I think this is something the entire community could benefit from." She took a sip, her gaze drifting back towards the living room where Maisy sat. "I'm actually meeting with the HOA board this week. I'd love to propose your initiative. We could call it... The Summer Water Initiative. It would be a wonderful way to promote community spirit and environmental responsibility. If just one girl going naked saves water, think about what a whole community of girls doing so could do for the environment. We could present it as a joint effort. You and me."

Carol-Anne's heart hammered against her ribs. This was blowing up, completely out of control. But the alternative... admitting she'd let her daughter go naked all day based on a lie from a fifteen-year-old boy... was unthinkable. "Oh... well, that's... very generous of you, Brenda. I... I would be honored."

Brenda smiled, a predator's smile. "Excellent. I'll draw up a proposal. We can make this a wonderful thing for The Orchards. A real statement." She clinked her glass against Carol-Anne's in a toast, sealing the pact. Carol-Anne just managed to smile weakly, trapped by her own desperation to fit in, now a co-conspirator in a lie that was about to become a very public, very naked policy.

Maisy watched from the living room, seeing her mother's forced smile and the predatory gleam in Brenda's eye. She didn't know what was being said, but she was sure she didn’t like the look the woman was giving her. She felt caught, like a fly in a web she hadn't even seen being spun around her.

***

Over at Brenda Carlisle's house, Brenda was giddy with excitement, as she typed away at her laptop, writing up the proposal for the HOA board. Taylor was sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone, when Brenda called her over.

"Darling, you're not going to believe this! Carol-Anne, the woman who just moved in on Clementine drive, she's the most progressive woman I've ever met! Well, besides me. But get this," she turned towards Taylor fully. "Her daughter has been going nude as a solution to the water crisis."

Taylor looked at her mom with a knowing smirk. "Yeah, I know. I saw her naked at Zane's house today. So weird."

"Zane's house? What were you doing over there?" Brenda gave her daughter a suspicious look.

"He forgot to deliver the newsletters for the neighborhood. I was just making sure he didn't slack off. And Maisy was hanging out with Zane. She seems nice, but quiet. A bit weird." Taylor shrugged, trying to act like it wasn't a big deal. "It's a strange way of handling the drought, but I guess it makes sense to her mom. If she's not wearing any clothes, they don't have to wash them."

Brenda was delighted that her daughter seemed to be on board with this new idea. "Isn't it just the most forward-thinking thing you've ever heard? I swear, beyond that woman’s simplicity, she has stumbled upon a genius idea. I want us to get in on the ground floor of this. We have a duty to be leads as Carlisles. So, I think you should start doing the same thing, to show our commitment, and so we can take stewardship of the whole movement."

Taylor's smile dropped, and her eyes went wide. "What? Mom, no! I'm not going to walk around naked like some kind of cavewoman. That's ridiculous!"

"Oh, come on, darling. It's for a good cause. And it's only for the summer. You'll be the talk of the neighborhood, in a good way. You'll be a pioneer, a leader. Just think of the college essays you can write about this. The awards you'll receive." Brenda was gushing, already imagining the accolades she would get for her family's involvement in spreading this to the community, her getting all the praise.

"Mom, no. I'm not doing it. It's weird, and gross, and I don't want to." Taylor crossed her arms, defiant. She was not going down without a fight.

Brenda's face hardened, and she stood up, her hands on her hips. "Taylor, you will do as I say. This is not a request. You will go nude, just like Maisy. And you will do it with a smile on your face, or so help me..."

"No! You can't make me. I'm not some kind of exhibitionist. I have dignity, unlike that Maisy girl." Taylor was getting angry, her voice rising. This was not something she had seen coming.

Brenda's face was red, and she was fuming. She had never been defied like this before by her own daughter. She grabbed the phone from the table, and dialed a number. "Willard, get in here, now!" she barked into the phone.

A few minutes later, Willard Carlisle, a tall, gangly man with a receding hairline, walked into the room. "What's going on, honey? Why are you so upset?" he asked, his voice soft, like he was trying to placate her.

Brenda pointed at Taylor, who was still standing there with her arms crossed, looking like she was ready for a fight. "Your daughter is refusing to cooperate with my new initiative. She's being disrespectful and disobedient."

Willard looked at his daughter, then back at his wife. "Now, Taylor, you know your mother is always right. You should listen to her." His voice was flat, devoid of any emotion.

Taylor rolled her eyes. "Dad, you don't even know what she's talking about. She wants me to go naked for the rest of the summer, to conserve water or some stupid shit."

"Watch your language, dear." Willard looked at Brenda, who was nodding her head, her eyes blazing. "Is what she said true, honey?" he asked.

"Yes, it's true. And I expect you to back me up on this. Tell your daughter that she will do as she's told, or there will be consequences." Brenda's voice was ice cold.

Willard turned to Taylor, his expression blank. "You heard your mother. You will go naked for the rest of the summer. No arguments. You will do as you're told, or you'll be grounded for the rest of the year. No phone, no friends, no sweet sixteen birthday party, no Mercedes-Benz. Nothing." His voice was devoid of any love or compassion, like he was just a robot following orders.

Taylor couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her own father was siding with her mother, against her. She felt like she was trapped, like she had no way out. "You can't be serious," she whispered, her voice breaking.

Brenda stepped forward, her face inches from Taylor's. "I am very serious, young lady. You will do this, and you will do it with a smile. Or you will regret it for the rest of your life. Do you understand me?" Her voice was low, but full of menace.

Taylor felt the weight of her mother's words, and she knew she had no choice. She nodded her head, her eyes prickling. "Yes, mother. I understand, mother... I won't cry. Carlisle's do not cry," she kept repeating to herself.

"Good. Then get out of those clothes, and let's see what we're working with. We need to make sure you're… presentable." Brenda was already thinking about the optics.

Taylor's hands were shaking as she unzipped her silky summer dress, and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing a lacy white bra and matching panties, that she reluctantly removed, dropping them on top of her dress. She stood there, naked and vulnerable, feeling like she was being judged by her mother's critical eyes.

Brenda walked around her, appraising her like she was deciding on a new piece of furniture. "Hmm, not bad. Your breasts are a little small, but they'll do. Just make sure to keep your back straight, and your shoulders back. You don't want to look slouchy. And your pubic hair... You need to shave or trim that. It's unsightly."

Taylor couldn't believe the things her mother was saying, the way she was tearing her apart. She felt like she was going to throw up, or pass out, or both. She had never felt so humiliated in her life.

Before she could say anything, the door opened, and her older brother Jax walked in, his eyes widening when he saw Taylor standing there, naked as the day she was born. "Whoa, what's going on here?" he asked, his eyes glued to his sister's body. "This a bad time?"

"Jax, get out!" Taylor screamed, covering her breasts with her hands.

Brenda made an annoyed scowl at Taylor. "Taylor, you're a Carlisle. Act like it. Nothing should phase you," she hissed. She turned to her son, a smile on her face. "Niles, honey..."

"Mom, I told you not to call me that!" Jax snapped back, annoyed that his mother insisted on using his birth name.

"Jax, sorry. You're just in time to see your sister's new look. She's going to be leading the charge for my new HOA initiative to conserve water this summer. By going nude. Isn't that wonderful?" Brenda was beaming, proud of her family's contribution to society.

"Going nude? To conserve water?... What?" Jax couldn't believe his ears, or follow the logic.

"Yes, to conserve water, hun. Do you know how many gallons of water is wasted each year on cleaning a load of clothes?" Jax just furrowed his brow at his mom. "Well, it's a lot. I don't have all the details yet, but I'll get them before the board meeting," Brenda continued. "So, we're going to start a new trend, and encourage all the girls in the community to do the same. Carol-Anne May already has her daughter doing it, and we can't let her show us up, now can we?"

Jax was shocked. He couldn't believe his mom was serious about this, or that Taylor was actually going along with it. "You're really going to spend the rest of the summer naked, Tay?"

"Don't call me that... And, yes, I... I guess," Taylor mumbled, looking down at the floor, unable to look her brother in the eye.

Jax walked over to her, his hand reaching out to touch her shoulder. "Hey, it's okay. You'll be fine. You'll get used to it. And if anyone gives you any trouble, you just tell me, and I'll take care of it." He was trying to be supportive, but he couldn't help but feel a little amused by the situation. His little sister, the queen bee of the school, was going to be walking around with her tits and ass out for everyone to see. It was going to be a wild summer.

"Thank you, Jax," Taylor said, her voice barely audible. She was grateful for his support, but she still felt like her world was falling apart.

"Oh, and Taylor, I'll need you to come with me to the HOA meeting Sunday night. I want you to be an example for the board, and show them how committed we are to this cause." Brenda was already planning her speech in her head.

"What? Mom, no! My friends could be there. And my teachers, and the parents of my classmates. I can't let them see my... You know," she looked down at her nakedness, cringing at the thought.

Brenda just waved her hand dismissively, like it was no big deal. "Taylor, we all have to make sacrifices in life. You will be fine. You're a Carlisle, remember? And you will lead the way as my example. Now, go shave your pubic hair, and put on some makeup. You have to look presentable."

Taylor wanted to scream, wanted to start throwing things at her mother, wanted to punch her in the face, but she knew it would be pointless. She had no power here, no say in what happened to her body or her life. She was just a pawn in her mother's twisted game.

"Fine... Whatever," she muttered, turning to leave the room. She stopped at the doorway, and looked back at her brother, who was still staring at her, a smirk on his face. She gave him a sneer before heading to shave herself like her mother had just said.

***

Carol-Anne spent the night in bed tossing and turning. Her conflicted feelings were hardly letting her get a wink. No, it wasn't about if her daughter would go naked. She had already made her decision on that. Maisy would go naked. She would be the example for Brenda and the HOA. That much she was sure of.

What she was really conflicted about was if she should tell her daughter the truth. How would she react to knowing that Zane had made up the whole thing about the HOA and their rule? On the one hand she wanted to be honest, tell Maisy, and let the chips fall where they may. But on the other hand, she considered it might be easier to keep up the ruse until the HOA board had its vote. If it passed, Maisy would be none the wiser. She'd just continue going naked, thinking the rule had been in place this whole time. And if it didn't pass, she could just come up with some fabricated reason that Maisy be allowed to wear clothes again. Yes, as much as it pained her to lie to her daughter, it seemed like the most merciful option, and that was what she was just going to have to do.

Her decision now made, she still had her work cut out for her on how she was going to keep the ruse up. She knew she wouldn't be able to do it all alone either. As much as it pained her, she needed help. Help from Zane, the boy who had tricked her in the first place. She needed someone to look after Maisy, keep her out of trouble, for the next few days while she was at work, until the vote was held. She could wring his neck later.

Before her alarm could even go off the next morning, she had already showered, dressed, and was at the front door, ready to head next door and talk to Zane. She knocked on the door, hoping someone would be awake. It was only 5 AM. She had no idea if their schedule was even close to hers, but she needed to get to work in an hour or so, so it was now or never.

After a minute, the door opened, and a bright eyed woman, about Carol-Anne's age, stood in the doorway, holding a cup of coffee. "Can I help you?" she asked, sounding more chipper than Carol-Anne was expecting.

"Oh, good morning. I'm Carol-Anne, your new neighbor from next door," she said, extending her hand.

"Oh, right, right. I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you." Sarah shook her hand, and welcomed her in. "My husband's told me a lot about you. Well, not you exactly, but your environmentalism, and Maisy."

"You've heard about that?" Carol-Anne made a little nervous laugh.

"Yeah, he explained everything to me," Sarah smiled. "Honestly, I don't mind. I can hardly keep Elli in her clothes either. You know, it's gotten to the point that these days I don't think girls are being born with a lick of modesty in them anymore. Why, my mother, God rest her soul, would have had a conniption if she saw me that way, but these days, you just can't tell girls to put on more clothes, can you? I'm just happy Elli isn't growing up to be a prude."

Carol-Anne was thrilled. She didn't realize just how much she needed this validation, until she was hearing it from someone besides Brenda. "You know, it's nice to hear someone say that," Carol-Anne responded. "I thought I was going mad, trying to raise her this way."

"Oh, no, no, no. The world is changing, and we just have to change with it," Sarah was happy to be of help. "Say, I'm going to be making some breakfast, and there's already enough coffee in the pot for at least three of us. Why don't you stick around, and we'll have a nice little chat?" Carol-Anne couldn't refuse, not when she was already feeling so welcomed, and in desperate need of some moral support.

In another few minutes, Sarah's husband Danny had joined them at the table. He gave Carol-Anne a warm smile, and a hearty handshake. "I'm so glad to finally meet you. When Zane told me what you were doing with Maisy, I was blown away. You might find this hard to believe, but Zane can be a bit of a trouble maker. When he first told me the reason Maisy was naked, I thought the boy was lying through his teeth. I'm glad to find out that this wasn't all his doing."

Carol-Anne flushed. "He's a friendly, welcoming young man. I'll say that." She wasn't surprised to find that Zane's parents didn't know the truth either. At least she wasn't the only parent who fell for the boy's lies. She didn't feel as stupid now. "I came over today to ask if Zane might be willing to help me out though."

"Oh?" Danny asked. "What kind of help?"

"Well, I'll be working all day again today, and I'd just feel better if someone was keeping an eye on Maisy. I thought that maybe if Zane wanted to, he could just hang out with her while I'm gone. Maisy was telling me that they're becoming fast friends." Carol-Anne knew she was risking her daughter, leaving her in the hands of the boy who had already duped her once, but she needed this. It was too risky leaving Maisy on her own. Too much of a chance she'd find out the truth.

"Oh, I'm sure he'd love to, but do you really think that's such a good idea? What with her usual attire?" Danny asked, thinking of the practicality of leaving a naked girl with a horny teenage boy.

"Nonesense," Sarah interjected. "He'll be a perfect gentleman. We raised him right. Right, Danny?"

"Right, right," he nodded, still not totally sure if he agreed with his wife.

"I don't think it will be a problem," Carol-Anne added, trying to push the idea along. "They were perfectly okay together yesterday." She was trying to convince herself as much as them.

"Well, I guess that's fine, if you're okay with it," Danny agreed.

"Where is the lad of the hour, anyway?" Carol-Anne asked. She still needed to speak with him, and preferably alone, without his parents listening in on their conversation.

"Oh, you know teenagers. He's sleeping. Probably won't be up until at least 10 am," his mom explained, taking a sip of her coffee.

"More like afternoon," his dad laughed. "But, since it's important, I'll go wake him up. Be back in a minute," he said, pushing his chair away from the table.

Carol-Anne followed him to the living room, taking a seat on the couch to wait for the sleeping boy. He returned a minute later with Zane in tow, the boy's hair sticking up in every direction, his eyes hardly open.

"What's up, Ms. May?" he asked, his voice still groggy.

"Zane, your mom was just telling me about how helpful you've been so far, getting to know my Maisy and all," Carol-Anne started, laying it on thick for the boy in front of his father. "I'd like to speak with you privately if I could. About Maisy."

Zane was not sure what this was about, but he was sure it wasn't good. "Okay..." he mumbled, just wanting to get back to bed. They walked to the front door, where she let them outside, just the two of them on the porch now.

"Okay, Zane. I know what you did, and I'm not happy about it," Carol-Anne began, cutting right to the chase. "You tricked me into making Maisy go naked yesterday."

Zane's eyes went wide, the sleep being shaken out of him. "What? Mrs. May, I have no idea what you're talking about. If you're angry about Maisy having to be naked, you'll have to talk to Brenda about that, the HOA president. It's HOA regulations, like I told you," he lied.

"I already spoke with Brenda yesterday. She came over to praise me for my 'progressive and forward-thinking' idea to help with the drought. She seemed to think the whole thing was my idea, for some reason," Carol-Anne said, looking the boy square in his eyes. She could see the wheels turning in his head. He had no idea that Brenda had come over to her house, let alone that she had come up with the idea to hold a vote making all the girls in the community go naked.

Zane could feel himself starting to sweat, and he was sure it wasn't from the heat of the morning sun. His lie had finally caught up with him.

"But it wasn't my idea, was it? It was yours," Carol-Anne continued. "You tricked me into thinking that it was the HOA rules, so you could get my daughter naked. And then told your parents and Brenda it was my idea. Is that about right?"

Zane wanted to lie some more. He wanted to pretend it was all a big misunderstanding, that he had been tricked too, but he could see the look in Mrs. May's eyes, and he knew he was caught.

"Look, Zane. I'm giving you a choice here. I have every right to go straight to your parents, and the police, and have you charged for what you've done. You're a pervert, and you should be ashamed of yourself. But... Things are a lot more complicated than you even know."

Zane knew she was right. He had overstepped his bounds, and he could face some huge consequences for this. But he also knew that she was stalling, not getting him in trouble yet, and that meant there was a chance to get out of this.

"Complicated how?" he asked.

"It just so happens that Brenda has taken to 'my idea', and is going to be presenting it to the HOA board this Sunday. She wants to make it an official bylaw, that all girls in The Orchard Community go nude to conserve water. She was so accepting of the idea, that I couldn't..."

"You couldn't bring yourself to tell her the truth," Zane completed for her. "Wait, she wants to make it a bylaw, and have all the girls in the community go nude?" He suddenly got a huge, goofy grin on his face, as it clicked what she had just told him, and he started to imagine it.

"Get your mind out of the gutter," she scolded him, with an annoyed scowl. "I need your help, Zane. I can't do this on my own. Brenda is presenting the idea this Sunday night. For the next few days, I need you to make sure Maisy doesn't get in any trouble, or find out the truth. I don't want to get her involved in this mess. If you can help me keep her in the dark, and keep her safe until the vote, I'll let this whole thing slide. I won't mention this to your parents, or anybody else."

Zane was still trying to wrap his head around all of this. He was going to get a free pass, if he helped this woman hide his own lie? He thought about it for about half a second, and realized there was no way he was going to pass this up.

"Okay," he agreed. "I'll help you. Of course, I'll help you." The chance to spend more time with naked Maisy was way too good to pass up. And if the vote actually passed, soon he would have more naked girls to look at than he would know what to do with.

"Thank you," Carol-Anne sighed in relief. "But you listen to me good!" She suddenly grabbed him by the chin, a tight grip, and pressed her nose against his. "If you even lay one finger on my Maisy, so help me God, I will call the police, and your parents, and the Pope himself, and you'll be in so much trouble, you'll be lucky to see daylight before you're 30. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Zane answered, honestly a little frightened of this woman. He knew she wasn't joking. "I won't touch her. I promise."

***

Taylor found herself seated in the passenger seat of her mother's car, completely naked, feeling more miserable than she had ever felt in her life. "Where are we going, mom?" She asked, tight lipped, hoping she was hunched low enough that no one could tell she was naked in the car.

"Your classmate Zane's house, of course," Brenda replied, with a chipper tone. "I spoke with Carol-Anne, and Maisy will be spending the day with him. You need to be there too. Do some networking, and show you're with the cause."

"Oh great! I've got to spend the day naked? With Zane??" Taylor rolled her eyes. She hated Zane. Hated his guts. He was an immature punk. And now she was going to have to hang out with him all day, butt naked. He'd never let her live it down.

"Yes. I know he's not your favorite person, and quite immature. Trust me, he's not my favorite person either, but his parents are important members of the HOA board. They've contributed to my last three campaigns for president. You will be cordial," Brenda commanded. "Besides, this isn't just about you, honey. This is about the movement. We need to set the example, so that the rest of the community will follow our lead."

She pulled the car up to Zane's house, and put it in park. She turned to her daughter, looking her over. "Fix your lipstick. I forgot to check, did you shave like I told you? Of course you did, because you're a good girl, aren't you? You're a Carlisle. You know how to represent." She reached over and flipped down the visor to reveal the mirror. Taylor wanted to scream, but she picked up the tube of lipstick and applied it as best as she could without her hands shaking too much.

"Maybe a little rouge between your breasts will make them look bigger? Or a little eyeshadow?" Brenda suggested, noticing how Taylor's breasts were so much smaller than hers. "Maybe some blush on your nipples?"

"Mom! I don't need blush on my nipples!" Taylor shot back, offended.

"You need to be presentable, Taylor. Pretty. The prettiest girl gets the most amount of attention. You're a Carlisle. We are the center of the universe," she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She took out a compact of blush and put some of the powder on the tip of her finger. She pinched one of Taylor's nipples, causing her to hiss in pain. Then she rubbed the blush onto the nipple, getting the right amount of color, before doing the same with the other side.

Taylor felt like she wanted to jump out of her skin. Her own mother was touching her nipples, and as much as she tried, she could feel the touch starting to have an effect on her. "Mother, please... I can do the rest myself. I'll be presentable, I promise."

Brenda pulled back, satisfied with her work. She popped her lips, and gave Taylor an approving look. "Make us proud, sweetie. Remember, everything you do reflects on us as a family."

Taylor grabbed another brush, dusting between her breasts until it looked like she had a bit more cleavage. "How does it look?" She asked, turning herself to present her breasts to her mom.

"It'll have to do. Really, Taylor, you couldn't have gotten my genes instead of your father’s?" Brenda made a grimace, looking at her daughter's breasts again, before getting out of the car and waiting, tapping her foot, for her daughter to join her.

This was the part Taylor had been dreading most, not just having Zane see her this way, but also having to get out of the car in the open. She took a deep breath, and opened her door. The warm morning air hit her, and she felt a sudden chill of goosebumps prickle over her skin. She closed the door behind her, thankful her mom had at least let her wear sandals. She glanced around, thankful that the street seemed to be abandoned at the moment. She just wanted to get inside as fast as possible, even if that meant having to be naked in front of Zane.

"Come on, don't dawdle. Let's make a good impression," Brenda said, heading up to the house, Taylor trailing behind. The door opened up, and Zane, the bane of her existence, was standing there with a shit eating grin.

"Taylor, I see you've decided to join the water conservationists," he said, his eyes looking her up and down. "You look nice."

"You shut your mouth, Watts!" she shot back, stepping into the house.

"Taylor, be cordial," Brenda chided. "I need to speak with your parents, Zane. Where are they?" She asked, barely giving Zane a glance.

"They've already left for work. I can leave them a message, if you like." Zane found himself unable to stop staring at his naked classmate. He still didn't find her as pretty as Maisy, but a naked girl was a naked girl. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your and Taylor's visit, Mrs. Carlisle?" He tried not to make it look like his eyes were boring a hole through her pussy.

"Carol-Anne May, Maisy's mother, mentioned she was going to be spending the day with you. Since my daughter is also going nude for the cause, I thought it would be most prudent for her to spend the day here as well," Brenda explained, ignoring the fact that Zane was obviously checking out her daughter's body. "I have a lot of important business to attend to, as HOA president, and I'd rather not have her home alone all day."

"Oh, of course," Zane nodded. "I'm not sure if my parents would be alright with that, though. Mrs. May made special arrangements with them this morning for Maisy to come over here."

"I'm sure it will be no trouble," Brenda said through her teeth, feeling frustrated with the boy. "I'm sure a quick text message from me will get things settled."

"Alright, as long as they're alright with it," Zane said, amused and enjoying the upper hand he felt he had over Taylor. He couldn't help throwing in another lie. "That is, as long as it's under the same agreement I made with Ms. May. Maisy is to follow whatever rules I give her. To make sure she's staying on task, and keeping things orderly." He watched Taylor's face go red.

"Mom, don't you dare leave me here, with him in charge of me!" Taylor practically screamed, before her mother could say anything. It was loud enough that it caught the attention of Elli, who had been eating her cereal in the kitchen up to this point. The younger girl came in, wearing just a t-shirt and a small pair of panties.

"Oh, hello," Elli said, surprised to see her big brother's nemesis at the house, completely naked. She set her bowl of cereal down on a table. "I didn't know you were coming over."

"Who is this?" Brenda asked, feigning interest in the little girl. "She's so… adorable."

"This is my little sister, Elli. We call her the streaker around here," Zane chuckled. "She likes to run around the house with no clothes on most days." Elli just shrugged her shoulders, like it was no big deal.

"Well, sounds like we have ourselves another potential for the cause!" Brenda's face lit up. She was more interested in her cause than whoever this little girl was. "Zane, do you think she'd be willing to join the others, help the environment?" She was hoping to convert as many as possible to make the HOA vote easier to pass.

Zane was about to say that it was none of her business what his little sister did, when Elli spoke up. "What cause?" She asked, looking up at the woman she had only seen a few times. She knew she was important somehow, involved with the HOA, whatever that was, but she didn't really know what any of that was about.

"Why, the cause of conserving water, of course, sweetie," Brenda explained, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. "We have a terrible drought going on, and we all have to do our part to help. You know how grown-ups are always telling you to turn off the water while you brush your teeth? Well, you can help even more by not wearing clothes, so that your mommy doesn't have to waste water washing them."

"Oh, that makes sense," Elli replied with a little nod and a cute smile. "Is that why Taylor is naked?"

"That's right. She's a very brave girl, and she's a leader in our community. She's setting an example for all the other girls to follow." Brenda patted her daughter's shoulder, making Taylor feel even more uncomfortable.

"That's cool! I wanna be a leader too, and help the vior-ment, whatever that is. Can I be naked with Taylor?" Elli asked, taking off her panties, leaving just her t-shirt on now.

"Sure. Of course! You just tell everyone that it was Brenda Carlisle's brilliant idea," Brenda smiled. She was so happy to be converting another girl for her cause, imagining all the votes it would garner her.

Zane couldn’t help smirking at the woman. "But wasn't it Carol-Anne May's idea?" He knew it was actually his idea, but he wasn't going to admit that much.

"Sure, sure," Brenda waved her hand in front of his face. "But she doesn't have the political capital I have. We'll get more traction if voters think it's my idea. Carol-Anne is completely on board with that. She's new to The Orchards Gated Community, and needs someone with my status and experience backing her idea publicly."

Zane nodded, knowing how gullible Brenda could be if it would further her political career. He could probably even get her to do anything he wanted at this point, if he worded it in the right way. He decided to not push his luck, though. "I understand, Mrs. Carlisle. I'll be sure to tell my parents to vote for you, and your idea." He thought it was so funny, he could barely keep himself from laughing.

Taylor was pretty miffed. She knew about Zane's lie. She could get him into so much trouble, telling her mom and the others that he was the one who made up the HOA water conservation rule. He'd get in so much trouble, he'd probably be excommunicated from the community entirely. Suddenly it hit Taylor. Why hadn't she said anything about Zane's lie?

But before she could say a word, her mother was rushing out the door and saying goodbye to them. "You kids behave yourselves now. Zane, you're in charge," Brenda said as she closed the door behind her. Taylor could not believe her mother had just left her here, naked with Zane.

Zane finally let out his laugh, clutching his stomach. "Oh, this is too good! I'm in charge of you, Taylor. This is going to be the best day ever! And you have to be naked!"

"Shut up, Zane! This isn't funny!" Taylor pouted, crossing her arms, and inadvertently giving Zane a better look at her breasts, with their blush pink nipples. "You and I are going to have a little talk, and I'm not going to be so nice."

"Oooh, I'm so scared," he said, poking fun at her.

"Really? Because I'm sure my mom and Mrs. May would be really interested in finding out who really came up with this whole insane idea," she said, smirking at him, feeling like she had the upper hand now.

Zane's face fell. He wasn't expecting Taylor to pull the rug out from under him like that. "Elli, go to your room. Now."

"But I wanna hang out with Taylor," Elli complained.

"No. Not now. Go to your room. Just, get undressed or whatever," he commanded. He watched his sister walk away, looking disappointed. He turned back to Taylor. "Alright. What do you want?"

She had him right where she wanted him. She could tell him anything, and he'd have to do it. This wasn't just a prank he had pulled this time. It was practically a crime. She knew there was no getting out of this for him. But as she stood there, her hand on her hip and one leg cocked to the side, she kept asking herself one question. What did she want? She felt stumped, trying to rack her brain for what to do next.

Zane, for his part, was shaking in his shoes at first. If she told her mom, his parents, it would ruin everything. Not just for him, but for Carol-Anne too. But as he watched her, his confidence started to return. He could see she was having trouble deciding on what to do. He could see an opportunity.

"You know, Taylor, it'd be a shame if I were to invite, say, Todd Fischer over here today, to do some swimming. Don't you think?" He asked with a smile. "You wouldn't want him to see you like this, would you?"

Her eyes went wide. "You wouldn't dare!" The thought of her crush, the senior boy from her high school seeing her naked was mortifying. She felt her face getting hot.

"I don't know, maybe I would." Zane laughed. "I think he'd be pretty interested in seeing you this way." He knew he had her. He had something over her now. "You know, you can always save yourself the trouble, and just keep quiet. I won't say anything to Todd. And you won't say anything about my little fib. It's a win-win situation."

"Ugh! You're so annoying, Zane!" Taylor scowled.

He shrugged. "Pot, kettle, you're the one who was trying to blackmail me. You're lucky I'm such a nice guy. I could just kick you out of my house, you know. Make you walk all the way home naked. I'm the one in charge, remember?"

Taylor huffed. She couldn't believe the little brat was getting the better of her. "I'll call my mom right now!" She threatened, but the fight was already leaving her. This was just the last gasp of her defiance.

"With what phone?" He looked left and right, even peeking behind her at her bare butt." Doesn't look like you brought your phone with you. Unless you..." He looked down at her pussy.

"Ew! God! No!" Taylor threw her hands over her pussy, feeling exposed and even more vulnerable now. She had lost, and she knew it. She couldn't let Zane invite Todd over, not while she was naked. And she had no way to get a hold of her mom. "Fine! I won't tell anyone. But you can't invite him over either! And you have to be nice to me."

"Deal. But you have to go along with my lie. When Maisy gets here, you act like it's normal for you to be naked. It's the HOA way," Zane said, holding out his hand for a handshake. Taylor hesitated for a moment, looking at his hand, before she took it and shook it.

"Fine. I'll do it," she said, letting go of his hand.

"Great. Then why don't you get us something to drink, while I go get Elli." Zane said, walking away and leaving her standing alone in the living room. She looked around for something to cover herself, but there was nothing around. She was going to have to suck it up. She walked over to the kitchen, and opened the fridge, hoping Zane would actually keep his promise.

[Freesub]

All timer chapter! Taylor's naked, and girls being naked in going mainstream! And the mention of the story title was too good

Btw, would love to see a bit of Zane comparing the bodies of the naked Taylor and Maisie in the next chapter. He might be crushing on Maisie, but doesn't mean he can't have some fun talking about Taylor's bits

[Hidot]

Great chapter, Superevil, I'm really liking were this story is going. I hope we get to see the moms dragged into this too!