The Adventures of Alexandra Ambrosia

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My life was going perfectly fine. I graduated high school, started living on my own, and got a decent paying job as a waitress at the local All-American restaurant called Spangled. I had a few friends I still talked to despite going our separate ways, but there was one day that changed everything.

My name is Alexandra Ambrosia. I come from Greek origins and have light olive skin and long dark natural hair, although I’ve bleached it blonde a few times so it’s lighter than it was. I would describe my body as average. I never grew bigger than a C cup, but I played soccer growing up and stayed fit. Still, I’m pretty self conscious about my body. I’m not nearly as tall as most Greek women, but on a good day I’m 5’5” which I’m happy with.

But obviously I’m telling this story because something went really wrong, and I wasn’t expecting it at all. So growing up, it was always forbidden to search or engage in mature content. I wasn’t even able to see my first R rated movie until I was 18, and even then I only watched them because I was at a friend’s house. I also never really dated outside of cuddling although it wasn’t outright forbidden… I just never told my parents how I felt because it was more complicated than I cared to get into.

And then things really changed when I started browsing the internet. Like I said I had just moved out and with that I had the freedom to do research without risking blocked websites or even worse my parents seeing what I was searching, but I didn’t know what to even look up, so I was just typing in random words that I had heard other people talking about. The first word I searched was “porn”. That leads to some really gross images that I can’t erase from my eyes.

So clearly that wasn’t exactly the right approach, so I thought about my actual interests. I never found the attraction to men, so I decided to search up women only. That’s when I learned what the word “lesbian” meant, and that sent me down a whole rabbit hole. At this point, I was jumping down places I never knew even existed. I was finding erotic stories, watching pornographic videos, and getting a feeling I had never experienced.

And then… I stumbled upon an anonymous forum which listed a bunch of different niches that women can get into. What caught my eye was a category called “ENF”. I had no idea what that even meant, but I clicked on it anyway, and the first video I found was a girl getting her clothes stolen from a gym shower and having to run out naked while everyone laughed at her. At first I was absolutely horrified. How could people be so cruel? But then… I was intrigued. I was looking at the comments and people were acting like this was normal and sharing their own stories that were similar.

That’s when I got an idea. This was an anonymous forum. Other than making an account, nobody would know who I was, so I decided to make up a fake account. I called myself “Aphrodite” after the Greek goddess of love. I figured that it would be fitting.

Under the category of ENF, I decided to make a story. A completely fake story. It was explaining how I was at work and my coworker spilled water on my clothes, so I had to go in the back and change, but as I was doing that, they took my clothes from me and I was forced to go back to work completely naked. It was such an outlandish story and I figured nobody would care about it and it would just be something we could laugh about.

But then, I went to work and the strangest thing happened. While I was in the back gathering the plates to take to some customers, Jada, one of my coworkers, ran into me and spilled a whole pitcher of water on my clothes. The manager saw this and encouraged me to go into the bathroom and clean up, so I did. I took off my wet clothes which ended up being everything and was absolutely embarrassed, my heart was racing from being at work naked. And then, as I turned my back to throw away the wad of paper towels, out of the corner of the mirror I saw the door open and Jada took the wet clothes leaving me with nothing.

I was horrified. I was stuck naked at my work, unable to do anything until one of the managers came by the bathroom and yelled at me to get back to work. I tried to explain that my clothes were gone, but they didn’t care. I was forced to go back to work completely naked as I slipped out of the bathroom and was immediately handed a tray to carry to the dining area. Some of the customers giggled and laughed, pointing at me and others gave me sideways glances. The worst part was that I had just shaved that morning so I was completely bare!

I had to work the whole shift like that as people giggled and I saw Jada having a big grin on her face while I tried to remain professional but was dying on the inside. When my shift was finally over, I tried to get my clothes but instead Jada grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door. I was still completely naked! “Jada, stop! Please! I’m naked!”

“You had no problem working all day naked, so why should I stop?” Jada asked.

I froze. I didn’t know what to say. This entire day was so strange in comparison to my normal days. “I don’t want to go outside naked,” I said. “It’s wrong?”

“Why?” Jada asked. “Why is it wrong?”

“B-because I’d be… n-naked,” I said.

“You were naked your whole shift and nobody said a word. I bet if you spent the whole day naked, nobody would say anything about it,” Jada said.

“You’re being ridiculous,” I said. “Of course people would notice I’m naked.”

“Then let’s make a wager. If even one person complains about your nudity, you for the next 6 hours then you win, and I will do anything you tell me to for the next year,” Jada said. “But, if no one complains about it, then I win and you have to do everything I tell you to for the next year.”

I wish I had declined. I wish I said no, but I said yes, and the wager began. I was forced to walk around naked in public for the next 6 hours. Jada brought me everywhere. She made me walk around a park, around the mall, up and down the neighborhood, but not one person. Not a single person pulled me over and told me to stop. She even made me walk right up to a police officer. I was certain I would be arrested, but instead. “I hope you have a nice day, ma’am.”

I was confused. What was going on? Why didn’t anyone complain about my nudity? I was bare ass naked, and nobody said anything. “I don’t get it,” I said as I slumped down on the couch.

Jada had a big smile on her face. “Well, well,” Jada said. “Are you willing to admit defeat?”

“I concede,” I said. “I will do anything you tell me for a year.”

“Great. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Aphrodite,” Jada said.

I nodded along and then froze. “What did you say?” I said. “Why’d you call me…”

“This is you, right?” Jada asked as she pulled her phone up and showed me a page, but not just any page.

It was the same page I had written the fake story on. “B-but… how…” I gasped.

“Oh you poor fool,” Jada said. “Did you think that website was completely anonymous? It’s only anonymous if you don’t make an account. And considering I help manage this forum, I was able to see you miss Alexandra Ambrosia signing up and posting that fun little story about going to work naked. And now… you’re mine. I hope you’re ready, Aphrodite. This is only the beginning.”

It started to make sense. Jada was the one who brought me everywhere and if she was already involved in the community… then she would know all of the safe places to bring me, and I didn’t even consider it. But it was too late. I had lost the bet, and now I was stuck doing whatever Jada wanted me to do for a year.