The Permanude Verdict

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The Permanude Verdict
by BareLin
Copyright© 2023 by BareLin
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Written by Barelin and edited by Megansdad

My heart raced as I, Hayley Lane, and the other mothers, Anima Hubbard and Elena Vargas, stood with Julian Harrington in the crowded courtroom. We ladies flanked together as the mothers to Julian’s six children. The weight of responsibility and the tension in the room were palpable. Julian, nervously fidgeting with his tattered shirt sleeves, looked worn out; burdened by the years of struggle and hardship he had endured to meet his child support obligations to support our three households and his own.

Over the years, life had dealt unexpected cards to Julian, leaving him with the overwhelming responsibility of financially supporting his children, despite not being actively involved in their lives due to his working hours. He worked and toiled, trying to make enough money to satisfy the hefty child support payments demanded by the court. As a result, he had little time for rest or self-care, and the stress etched lines on his face.

The judge, a stern and astute figure, gazed at the four of us with understanding and empathy. He knew we were all entangled in the complex web of circumstances that needed resolution. The court had to find a way to alleviate the financial burden on Julian while ensuring the well-being of the children.

“It is clear to the court that Julian is working tirelessly to fulfill his child support obligations,” the judge began, his voice echoing through the courtroom. “However, the current situation is not sustainable. We must find alternative ways to reduce the financial strain.”

An air of anticipation hung in the room as we waited for the judge’s ruling. Julian’s future, our future, and our children’s were all at stake. The judge paused, contemplating an unconventional idea to provide relief for Julian.

“In light of Julian’s dedication to supporting his children, I order a unique condition applied to the four of you,” he declared solemnly.

Curiosity mixed with concern, prompting Elena to ask, “What is it, Your Honor?”

The judge’s voice remained firm as he revealed his unprecedented ruling. “Starting immediately, Julian and each of the mothers will be registered as strict permanude’s until the youngest child reaches adulthood.”

Gasps and murmurs filled the courtroom, including our own. Strict permanude was a term we had never encountered before, especially not in a legal context. It meant that we, along with Julian, were required to surrender all our clothing, except for safety equipment and protective clothing required for work that doesn’t conceal the body. Permanude laws include the loss of business attire. No form of textiles can be worn except for transparent protective clothing required to perform work duties for the duration until the youngest child came of age.

The courtroom fell silent again, the weight of the ruling settling upon us like an uncomfortable shroud. Each of us is stripped of our privacy, exposed to the world, and vulnerable for years to come. It was a humiliating and emotionally charged prospect for all of us.

“This measure will significantly reduce the cost of clothing for all parties involved,” the judge continued, maintaining his professional demeanor. “It will also serve as a constant reminder of the sacrifices made by each parent for the sake of their children.”

As the judge’s words sank in, shock and embarrassment coursed through my veins. I exchanged glances with the others, and we could see the same emotions mirrored in each other’s eyes. This ruling meant bearing our bodies and souls and sharing our sacrifices.

As the courtroom emptied, Julian and the three of us huddled together to discuss the implications of the ruling. We knew our lives would change in ways we could not yet fathom. Uncertainty loomed before us, and the road ahead seemed daunting.

However, amidst the unease, there was a glimmer of determination in each of our eyes. We had to set aside our discomfort and unite for the sake of our combined children. Reading over the stick permanude decree was combined with working out other ways to ease the financial burden on Julian. Provide some stability for our combined families to think of unconventional paths.

As we removed our clothes in the courtroom, the weight of the permanude decree settled on us like an unshakable truth. Julian, Anima, Elena, and I stood there, vulnerable and exposed, shedding our clothes and the barriers that had separated us until now.

The judge’s ruling brought us all together in an unexpected way. Now stripped bare, literally and figuratively, we realized the need for transparency. We all agreed to live under the same roof, sharing the responsibility of raising our children and facing the world as strict permanude. That will require an unprecedented level of openness and trust.

We moved into a spacious house that could accommodate children ranging from preschool to teenagers, five bedrooms to split between them to be comfortable. Adults agreed on the estate with two enormous master bedrooms to share with two king-size beds each. We agreed to combine our homes, but we will also merge our relationship to be one. Understand that we needed to foster an environment of understanding and support.

Our initial interactions were awkward as each of us navigated each other, as we navigated the uncharted waters of this unconventional family setup. There were moments of discomfort and hesitancy, but we were determined to make this arrangement work for the sake of our children.

On evenings when the children were asleep, we gathered in the living room, wrapped in each other’s arms to shield ourselves from the chilly nights, and engaged in heartfelt conversations. We shared our pasts, our dreams, and our struggles. Our individual stories unfolded like fragile petals, revealing the hardships and challenges that life had thrown our way.

As the days turned into weeks, something extraordinary began to happen. Our vulnerability and openness forged a bond that surpassed any initial discomfort. We became a tight-knit support system for one another, offering advice, lending a helping hand, and celebrating each other’s successes. It wasn’t just a shared relationship with Julian. Love to share or between any one of us. Transparency, we learned to appreciate and understand each other’s strengths and weaknesses. We acknowledged that we were imperfect and that life had dealt us different cards, but together, strong.

We also involved the children in this journey of unity and understanding. We explained the situation to them in age-appropriate ways, ensuring they knew that this arrangement was born out of love for them. They had questions, fears, and doubts, but as we answered honestly, their young minds began to grasp the concept of family in its unconventional yet beautiful form.

Some people couldn’t understand our decision to live together, while others questioned the permanude ruling. It wasn’t an easy road, and we knew it would be a constant challenge to rise above the stares and whispers. However, we also discovered a network of supportive friends and family who embraced our choice and admired our commitment to putting the children’s well-being first. These friends became our pillars of strength, reminding us that love and family came in many forms.

Living together as permanude was undoubtedly a unique journey, filled with highs and lows, laughter and tears, but it was also a transformative experience. It taught us to embrace vulnerability, to communicate openly, and to cherish the bonds that held us together.

As the first six months passed, we watched our children grow and thrive in this unconventional family unit. They had the love and care of their biological parents but the support and guidance of three more adults who loved them unconditionally.

Looking back, I realized that the permanude ruling, as unconventional as it seemed, had been a blessing in disguise. It forced us to confront our insecurities, be honest with ourselves and each other, and create a unique family built on trust and love.

The dynamics had shifted significantly during this time. Julian had cut down on his working hours, as he was now only supporting one home instead of four separate ones. The five parents live together as a single family as Harrington. We have shared the joys and challenges of raising our children collectively.

We no longer saw ourselves as nude and fully embraced the lifestyle. All of us now work for some period outside of the house. Julian’s various employers were ok with him working nude. Mandated by the courts, none of us ladies’ employers require us to any work clothes either. With this newfound unity, we approached the judge with a shared request. I spoke for the family since we all now live together, and the mandated child support is no longer needed. Our financial burdens had lightened, and we no longer needed the support we did before.

The judge listened carefully to our plea, nodding as we presented our case. The judge said, “Considering the circumstances and the fact that you all are now functioning as a cohesive unit, I find the request to cancel child support payments reasonable.”

We sighed with relief, grateful that our collective efforts were being acknowledged and validated. The judge’s ruling meant that we could continue providing for our children without the added financial strain that had previously weighed us down.

However, there was one judgment that brought all of us to this point, and was another matter to address. “Do you wish to have the permanude ruling lifted?” the judge inquired, his gaze shifting between us.

There was a moment of contemplative silence. All four of us exchanged glances, silently communicating our thoughts and emotions. The judge’s query was unexpected and required us to reassess our feelings about the unique lifestyle we had embraced.

Finally, in unison, we shook our heads. “No,” we replied firmly.

The judge appeared taken aback by our unanimous response. He paused for a moment, seemingly processing our answer. Then he cleared his throat and spoke with a tone of gravity, “Under the civil law of this state, you are considered a unit—a single family that provides for and supports the well-being of your children.”

He continued, “However, under the permanude statute of the state’s lifestyle department, if you all wish to continue being permanude it will be transferred to your combined children after they reach the age of fourteen years. Per the Permanude lifestyle and its legal implications, the status of being a Permanude family shall extend to all youth over the age of fourteen until they reach the age of eighteen or complete their education and reside within the household until graduation. For any youth born after the initial registration of the parents, the status of Permanude shall apply from birth.

“Upon reaching the age of eighteen, children of Permanude parents will be given the opportunity to wear clothing or undergo a registration process to continue their status as Permanudes. This choice shall be respected and upheld per the law.

“Let it be known that this judgment is based on the principles of the Permanude lifestyle and the rights of individuals to make decisions regarding their clothing preferences and lifestyle choices once they reach adulthood. The court recognizes and upholds the freedom of choice within the legal boundaries established by the Permanude lifestyle and its regulations.”

We exchanged glances once more, understanding the significance of this decision. The permanude lifestyle had been an unconventional choice. My answer would be a defiant no, but now being nude is a permanude and has become an integral part of our family identity. We nodded to the judge, signaling our acceptance of his statement.

After our business at the courthouse was concluded, we returned home, knowing that we needed to have an open and honest conversation with our older children about the decision made. We gathered them all in the living room, ensuring that everyone had a chance to voice their thoughts and concerns.

Sitting together as a family, we explained the situation to the teens, recounting the journey that had led us to become permanude and the recent ruling that might extend this lifestyle to them. The mothers, the father to all of our kids, and I emphasized the permanude lifestyle that brought all of us together under the same household. We knew three were over fourteen, with another being a little over a year.

Each of the teenagers listened attentively, absorbing the gravity of the matter. They asked questions, shared their worries, and expressed their perspectives. We provided them with as much information, to understand the impact of this choice on their lives as we had to give them.

Three days later, an extended family of four adults, three now permanude teens, and three minors in their pajamas all sat together in front of a video conference with the judge, with a representative from the lifestyle department. As the family spokesperson, I conveyed our collective decision.

The judge nodded, respecting our decision and our commitment to this lifestyle. He reminded us of the challenges that might come our way and also acknowledged the resilience and unity we had shown thus far. With the video conference concluded, we felt relief and determination. Our family had spoken, and we had chosen to embrace the permanude lifestyle together, no matter the obstacles that lay ahead.

In the days that followed, we adjusted to our new reality as a family of permanude for life. Our bond grew with the children, and their newfound understanding and choice began to actively participate in shaping this unique way of life.

We faced curiosity and judgment from the outside world, but we remained steadfast in our commitment to one another. We found support and strength in our extended network of friends who embraced us for who we were and the unity as a blended family. Unique family bonds found ways to maintain our work and responsibilities outside the house without any hindrance from our clothing-free lifestyle.

Life had taken a joyous turn when we all celebrated the arrival of child number seven, born to Elena, one of the mothers in our family. The child brought love and happiness into our home, and we welcomed the newest to our family with open arms.

As the months eagerly looked forward to yet another addition to our family. Later this year, I will have another precious little one. The anticipation of becoming a mother again filled me with both excitement and a touch of apprehension.

Throughout this journey, we learned to rely on each other for support and care. As the children grew, they formed a close-knit sibling bond, embracing the diversity and unity of our family. Raised without ever wearing clothes as a permanude in an environment of love, understanding, and acceptance, it was heartwarming to witness their unconditional affection for one another.

Our lives evolved in ways we could never have imagined. The decision to embrace the permanude lifestyle not only united us in a way that was profoundly enriching. We had transcended societal norms and judgments, choosing love and unity over conformity.

Outside the confines of our home, there were still moments of challenge and curiosity from those who didn’t understand our lifestyle. However, we had grown resilient, knowing that we had the support of each other and our extended circle of friends who appreciated and respected our family’s choices.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, we celebrated birthdays, holidays, and everyday moments with enthusiasm and love. Our lives were not without difficulties or disagreements, but our shared commitment to one another allowed us to navigate through any storms that came our way.

Our family had grown not in terms of the number of children but in the depth of our connections. We had become a unit, bonded not only by shared responsibilities but also by the trust and understanding of each other.

Looking back, I couldn’t help the journey we had undertaken. Our lives had taken an unexpected turn and led us to this extraordinary chapter filled with love, unity, and the shared joy of raising our children together.

As we embraced the future with open hearts and minds, we knew many more milestones and challenges ahead. But we also knew that, as permanude, we were a family united by love, and together, we could face anything that life had in store for us.

Ten years had passed since the start of our permanude journey, and our family had grown in both number and love. With eleven children filling our home, we had created a bustling household with laughter, love, and the shared experiences of our unique lifestyle.

As the last addition to our family, a precious little girl came into the world, I marveled at the beauty of our family’s growth. I had become a mother once more. My heart overflowed with love for this little bundle of joy.

Throughout the years, the children flourished, guided by the principles of love, acceptance, and unity that our permanude lifestyle instilled in us. The five eldest children had become adults, ready to embark on their journeys. It was bittersweet as they embraced their newfound independence, leaving the family home to form their own families. New chapters transferred to their new family units of the legacy we had created.

With each generation that followed, the values and spirit of our family’s unique bond would endure. Our grandchildren and beyond would carry the torch, knowing they were part of a lineage bound not only by blood but by the shared commitment to love, acceptance, and a permanude lifestyle. Our home remained a place of love and acceptance, a gathering place for our extended family. We celebrated birthdays and holidays and knew our unity made us strong.

As the years passed, we faced challenges and triumphs like any other family. But what set us apart was the deep bond we shared, the unwavering support we offered each other, and the joy we found in being together.

As the matriarch of this unique family, I felt a profound sense of pride and gratitude for each member, from the children who had grown into remarkable individuals to the adults who had chosen to embrace the permanude lifestyle in their families.

Our lives were not without challenges, but the love that bound us together was a constant source of strength. The permanude lifestyle had taught us the value of vulnerability, honesty, and acceptance, and those lessons had become the foundation of our family’s identity.

After years of embracing the strict permanude lifestyle, the momentous day finally arrived. Julian, a symbol of unity and transparency, stood confidently at the altar. As the music began to play, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement as all eyes turned to the entrance, where three remarkable women, Anima, Elena, and I, walked hand in hand.

We three woman, the mothers of Julian’s children and grandmothers of our growing family, exuded radiant smiles that mirrored the profound love and happiness that brought us to this extraordinary day. Their attire spoke volumes about the values we held dear – simplicity, grace, and the unity that bound us together.

As they gracefully reached the altar, taking their places beside Julian, a unique and beautiful picture of our family’s love and unity came into view. The officiate, showing eloquence and warmth, acknowledged the remarkable journey that had led us here, celebrating the deep love that had blossomed between us and honoring the commitment we were about to make.

The vows exchanged were filled with raw emotion and sincerity, promising unwavering support, cherished, and a pledge to face life’s challenges together. We reaffirmed our dedication to embracing the permanude lifestyle, which had become a symbol of our unity and a testament to our commitment to living authentically and free from societal expectations.

The exchange of rings symbolized the couple’s commitment but also the interconnectedness of our entire family. We were not just coming together as husbands and wives but as parents and grandparents, connected by a profound bond of love and devotion.

Throughout the ceremony, the significance of this wedding grew, transcending societal norms and embracing the uniqueness of our family. We were proud to be permanude, bound together by love and acceptance, not just of ourselves but of one another.

As the ceremony concluded, cheers and applause erupted from our friends and loved ones who had gathered to witness this extraordinary union. Our children are a testament to the love we shared; Beaming with pride, knowing they were part of something special – a family built on unconditional love and acceptance.

The wedding reception was a jubilant affair, filled with laughter, music, and heartfelt toasts. Under the open sky, we danced and celebrated without reservations or inhibitions, embracing the permanude lifestyle.

This day was not just a celebration of love but a celebration of a love that had created a family unlike any other. It was a reminder that love knows no boundaries and that we were bound together not only by the lack of clothing.

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