Isabeau: Nudist, or Exhibitionist?

New Discoveries

Isabeau had officially gotten the idea in her head, and it was almost time to act. Starting tomorrow morning, it was a holiday for the samurai, and they would be free to do as they pleased for the day. Using this free time to her advantage, she decided that she would do something she had never done before: go out into the fields where no one was, far off by the lake, and meditate and enjoy the nature, all while completely nude.

This idea was a new one. So far in her life, she had always engaged in her nudity at "appropriate times"; in the bath, alone at home, alone in the barracks. But recently during her explorations in Naraku, she began finding books and magazines - relics, as they were called - that gave her some new ideas. Besides her other discovery, manga, which she very quickly took a liking to, Isabeau also found out about something fascinating called "nudism". In fictitious kingdoms, such as "Europe", "Scandinavia", and "The United States, similar to "France" like in her manga, there were people who considered themselves "nudists", or those who wished to live their lives without clothes. In a wider scope that Isabeau hadn't realized possible, these people didn't just sleep or bathe naked as she did; no, they went outside nude, swam nude, and even had meeting spots and congregations where they shopped, relaxed, and conversed in the nude! Isabeau would read these articles and accounts of these nudists over and over again in her barracks, switching between researching nudism and getting lost in the world of her manga whenever she had time to herself to read. "There's... other people, like
me... out there", she thought to herself when she first started reading about nudism. No one in Mikado seemed to enjoy being in the nude like Isabeau did; of course, people like her family took their clothes off for their baths, but they didn't seem to care either way that they were undressed, they didn't seem to *enjoy* it like Isabeau did.

Her horizons broadened, and confidence in not feeling along boosted, Iseabeau quickly realized how much she was limiting herself by only being naked for such short periods of time, and in only the same two places. Her heart yearned for the freedom of being naked, ever since she was young. And that flame inside her has continued to grow larger and larger - culminating in her plan to enjoy the outside world in her most natural state, just as many of those nudists seemed to do.

But before any of that, she did have to waste some time to get through tonight. She was giddy with excitement at the thought of her idea, but that was still tomorrow morning. So for tonight, she had a smaller plan in mind to keep herself occupied.

Finally walking out of the back of the barracks and stepping out into the open air, Isabeau took a long, deep breath. Looking to her left and right, Isabeau ran through every one of the passages about nudists in her head. "

"It's completely natural!"

"It's so freeing!"

"The wind and sunlight on your body is an unrivaled feeling!"

She paused and cleared her head. "I can do this. I know it'll be worth it."

Gathering confidence from the fictional nudists and their glowing testimonies, Isabeau undid the front of her towel, *completely* exposing her pale, toned body to anyone who might be walking by. The rush of cool breeze flowing from the kingdom and its onsens immediately touched every part of her, in intimate ways that sent chills down her neck - chills not just from the air itself, but her building excitement as well.

Her cheeks turning a soft pink, Isabeau spoke in a low tone to herself. "Calm down. You've not done anything unsavory, or juvenile; you've seen the other ladies do this." And she was correct - many of the older and/or more confident samurai would sometimes not bother wrapping themselves at all on the short walk to the open baths. There were no guards or rules posted, but as it was girls only, it became a sort of unspoken rule that another samurai's nudity did not matter. In truth, no one had every tried anything nefarious, as by this point in their lives, both male and female samurai were maturing, and as such the males had grown out of their peeking-at-girls phase. The two genders' baths and barracks were also in separate buildings, further discouraging any troublemaking - as if any of the samurai wanted to cause any trouble, considering they pretty much all held honor and dignity on a very high pedestal. So, in short, Isabeau never was in any *real* danger, from either being a rule breaker or getting peeped on - it was just her own shyness and sheltered upbringing that gave her this intense fear of exposing herself to others. But she knew that if she wanted to try and become one of these nudists, she would have to eventually get over it.

"At least the walk is the hard part. Then it's the bath like normal." Once Isabeau got to the water, she could say she did it. She could do her usual routine of blending into the background, sitting slightly lower in the water so that her whole body isn't exposed, and generally keeping to herself. So, with her towel over her arm and her head held high, the nude young woman slowly walked down the path toward the baths. Said path was made of a smooth stone, able to dry up anyone's excess water with ease as they walked out of the bath, and wood fences lined it, connecting from the back of the barracks to the onsen area. Thin branches from trees on either side of the walls peeked overhead, providing a little shade and framing the whole scene quite beautifully.

Though it was a short walk - no more than just a minute or two - Isabeau felt something awaken inside of her. Feeling the wind touch her bare back, in between her thighs, grazing her soft nipples to turn them slightly harder, she was elated at the sensation of being nude somewhere other than under water or in a small room. This was freedom, she thought. Uninhibited, pure, primal freedom. More of the words from the nudist stories echoed through her mind. "Connect with nature."

"Relax, the way man was meant to."

"Feel the earth under your feet and all around you."

"Yes, yes, these are all making sense!" she thought. "But... that's not all of it. What am I feeling?" She pondered what this emotion or sensation was as she finally came across two other girls. Both wrapped in towels, they eyed Isabeau up and down, seemingly intrigued by her bare body. Between glances back at them, she tried to keep her head up and forward, making her way confidently to the water, fighting the urge to whip her hands in front of her breasts and privates. "What were they thinking as they looked at me? Did they think I was weird? Did they... like... what they saw?" Her faces turned straight-up red at that last thought. "Why am I thinking that?! It matters not what they think of me." She took another deep breath. "I need to get in the water and get these thoughts out of my head."

After taking her bath, Isabeau retired to her room, this time towel-on during the walk back. That last walk to the baths proved to be a bit much for her, as she had even been mildly flustered during the bath itself. Slipping the towel off and falling into bed, the new nudist unintentionally grazed her hand over her lower lips as she pulled up her covers. Noticing something strange, she brought her hand up from under the blanket and held it close to her face. That same hand's fingers were now completely wet, covered in clear juices that had, unbeknownst to her, been brewing inside her pussy since the walk to the bath.

"Oh... oh, my..." Her eyes widening like saucers and her cheeks flaming up again, the young, naked samurai stared at her lithe fingers in both disbelief and devilish intrigue as to what caused her body to react in such a way.