Date: Tue, 3 Aug 2004 15:18:09 -0700 From: "Ronald K. Fortaleza, Jr." Subject: BUFFY: LIVE NUDE GIRL ON CAMPUS Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised of the following: DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters pertaining to the series are property of 20th Century Fox Television, Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy Productions, The WB, and, UPN. No copyright infringement is intended, whatsoever, meaning, I am just borrowing them for a little while and promise to put them back where they belong once I am finished with them. Also, the following mini-series of stories contains graphic sexual content and adult themes which are definitely not suitable for all audiences, so if you are under 18, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or are just plain offended by the thought of high school girls having sex with each other, then please do us a favor and leave for your own sakes and good. Just to reiterate, Buffy and all related characters are property of 20th TV, the WB, and UPN, and so therefore, has no intention of infringing upon any copyrights whatsoever!!!! Any further questions? If not, then let us begin,shall we? BUFFY: LIVE NUDE GIRL ON CAMPUS by Keith For years, there has been an urban legend going around of rumors of a program started by several school districts in certain parts of the country. For years, many of the rumors of this alleged program have either been totally discounted or proven otherwise....until now..... This is the story of one such rumored academic program....that has turned out to be true....and the incredible aftermath that has accompanied it in its wake. SUNNYDALE HIGH, SUNNYDALE, CALIFORNIA, AUGUST, 1998 It was extraordinarily hot summer Monday in mid-August when orientation for the new year's crop of 9th grade freshmen students was just getting off the ground, when Joyce Sommers, a newly divorced mother of one daughter, Buffy, aged 14, was in the front office of the high school. Her daughter had been going through more than the typical teenaged angst for her young age with her grades slipping faster than you could say Kazzam! Buffy had just barely graduated from the 8th grade by the skin of her teeth with a mostly C-to+ grade point average on her academic record due to the nasty divorce proceedings her mother was put through by her now ex-husband Collin. They had both moved to Sunnydale, a quiet, cozy little coastal community in northern south-central California, looking for a fresh start. It made matters even more difficult for Joyce to bear when Buffy's grade were in the C's, which disappointed and worried her to no end,driving her almost to tears. She fretted constantly over her and worried about her future even more, but there was something about Sunnydale High's Freshman Program that made her sit up and take notice, which piqued her interest almost right away, prompting her to take a day off of work from downtown to attend the 9th grade orientation, a full three weeks before school was supposed to start for the year. The conference room at the front office was adjacent from the Principal's and Assistant Principal's offices and proved to be even roomier with a rectangular table almost 15'-20 long by 5' wide with comfortable chairs situated all around it. However, Joyce Sommers was not the only one inside the conference room: a well educated academic couple by the name of Rosenberg, and a younger, well to do young man of 33 were in the conference room with the divorcee. All three had heard of this rumored "Program" and were definitely interested in what it had to offer, more or less. After about a few minutes, Principal Conrad Giles and Assitant Principal Denysse Mansey entered the chamber at exactly 11 on the dot in the morning. Principal Giles was a well dressed and demeanored Englishman who knew how to run a school quite well for he was headmaster at the Brighton School for Boys in Birminghamwoodshire in his native Britain until the mid 80's when he came to this country when he heard news of a high school in need of a new principal, a principal who could put the focus back on academics and downplay the athletics quotient, somewhat. Conrad Giles answered the call and came here to the West Coast from his northern Midland environs to head the failing Sunnydale High and bring it back to rare top form. Assistant Principal Denysse Mansey was only on the job here at Sunnydale High since she received her Education degree from Pacific State University back in 1993, a good five years-half a decade! She always wore her auburn hair up in a half updo and wore those flannel grey skirt suits that complimented her seriousness as well as her reserved beauty, but this was not the time for the heads of Sunnydale had summoned the parents and adult guardian of three of the potential freshmen here for a good reason and this was it. "Good Morning, Professor and Dr. Rosenberg, Ms. Sommers, and....." "Mr. Bailey, Mr.?...." "Principal Giles, Mr. Bailey." "Oh, all right. Is this about the Program you wanted to see us about because my older sister wants my nephew-her son enrolled in it." "Indeed it is, so let's get right down to the chase because we have more freshman student families we need to consult as the day progresses. To not beat around the bush, The Program is short for the Naked In School Program. It was started 3 years ago by certain school districts back east as a way to march forward into the 21st Century," Assistant Principal Mansey told everyone present in the conference room flat out honestly which took them all by surprise. "What does this Naked In School Program require of my daughter and of all the other incoming freshman kids here at this school?", asked Joyce, whose interest was even more piqued, nearly to the edge and beyond. "Well, Miss Sommers, it requires that your daughter attend her first year here at Sunnydale High....in the buff for the whole year as a part of her future graduation requirements. After that, it becomes more or less optional for this school has since become a clothing optional campus, but with a few rules, as Assistant Principal Mansey will point out in the pamphlets she will hand out to you all." With that said, Assistant Principal Mansey handed the parents and adult guardian three blue colored pamphlets titled: NAKED IN SCHOOL PROGRAM, 1998-99 "Inside, as you peruse them, I shall allow my assistant to go over the rules with you briefly, and if you still have any questions, she will gladly answer them. "It has become school district policy to mandate that all incoming freshman parents sign their freshman students up for the NIS-P, in which time, 10 of the 9th grade class will be selected at random to participate in the program. It is imperative and mandatory that all 9th graders be signed up to participate in the program as well as become enrolled in a comprehensive sexuality education class that will begin once the new school year starts in three weeks time.Each week, ten candidates from the freshman class will be chosen to participate by attending classes in the nude for a week, and it will rotate back and forth until the end of the academic year in May of 1999. At the end of each week, there will be a special assembly to check up on the progress our 9th grade class is making in the nude attendance program. If there is any problem with any one student, she or he will be asked to repeat that week in the nude the following week. It is a rotating schedule if you sign your students up to attend the first week of school in the nude, she and/or he will receive a 1-2 week reprieve before being selected again to return to campus in the altogether. Any questions thus far?" "I have just one, Madame Principal." "It's Assistant Principal. Believe me, I have no desire of being promoted to head of the school as of yet, so please what is your query?" "Are there any rules to this Program?" "Funny you should mention that because if you will all refer to the front page of your NIS-P booklet, the list of rules are high-lighted in the red for all of you to see." The parents did just that and found the list of rules just like Assistant Principal Mansey said they would be, in bold bright scarlet red letters for all to see and read. Then Principal Giles read the rules aloud from his booklet as the four adults looked at theirs in their own booklets. "Rule Number 1: Freshman students selected for the Program are required to be fully and frontally naked on campus during the week during school hours from the moment they arrive to just before the moment they are about to return home for the evening and weekend. Nudity will not be tolerated off campus after school hours." Rule Number 2: Only the Freshman students in the Program are required to be fully naked. It is expressively and absolutely forbidden for any of the teachers or faculty to be naked with the students that are part of the Program at any time whatsoever while on campus during school hours. And finally, Rule Number 3: Students in the NIS-P are prohibited from ever having sex with any of the other students, be it their fellow 9th graders yet to be inducted into the Program or with any of the upperclassmen inside campus during school hours during the school week. Violation of any of the three rules will result in expulsion from Sunnydale High after a formal hearing and inquiry into the allegations of any transgression of any of the three rules." "So let me get this straight: even though you've allowed this school to be a clothing optional campus doesn't mean that there are going to be any orgies every week?" "I assure any of you if you have any misgivings about the Program. The rules are there for the protection of the students and teachers combined. Any further questions?" Dr. Rosenberg rose her hand up to Mr. Giles with a plea. "Would it be alright if we all talked amongst ourselves about this before we give you both our unanimous decision?" "Go right ahead." The Rosenbergs, Joyce Sommers, and Uncle Bailey conversed quietly amongst themselves for what seemed like a good four to five minutes. "My husband and I believe it's a wonderful idea for Willow to participate in the Program, don't you Miss Sommers? It will certainly help her break out of her shyness shell and help her make new friends. I'm sure it will assist in her social development.What about you,Mr. Bailey?" "Actually my sister wants my nephew, her son enrolled into the Program because his father's been giving him nothing but a bad about everything just about. What about you Miss?" Joyce thought quickly for a moment until she came to a decision. "If it will help my daughter improve her grades and instill some much needed discipline in her to better herself, then I'm all for it. Count me in." All four of them had finished talking and turned to look to Principal Giles with their final answer. "Where do we all sign our kids up at?", they asked whole-heartedly bringing a smile upon the heads of Sunnydale High this very late Monday morning. The clock struck noon and it was time for lunch before the final half of the freshman orientation was to be commence. THE SCHOOL YEAR AT SUNNYDALE HIGH BEGINS Monday in late August 1998 had finally arrived. It was the first day of school, but the sun had not even rose from the east as of yet and still the Spanish Colonial architected Sunnydale High campus was teeming with life as the entire returning student body of upperclassfolk were entering and heading straight to their lockers to properly ready themselves for the beginning of another year of clothing optional learning at school. It was a safe and tranquil campus with hardly any problems for the past several years since that policy was enacted by the town school board district. However, surprisingly, less than a 3rd of the entire upperclass student body actually engaged whole heartedly in this bold and brave new concept, even as the town was gradually and inexorably inching ever closer and closer towards the new century. It was almost 7:00 a full hour before school was to begin for the new year as the entire student body gathered around the front office in the scantily clad to total nude best: some were topless, others in their lingerie, others wrapped around in towels, etc., etc., which comes to three young upperclasswomen who are a part of this strange new story. Cordelia Chase, the once proud, high and and mighty alpha queen of the spoiled rich girls led the trio that was completed by Tara and Faith. Cordelia was the oldest, a 16 and entering her junior year here at Sunnydale High with Tara and Faith being both 15 and entering sophomore year. All three were scantily clad, with the younger two topless: Tara was a Wiccan since childhood who took to wearing long peasant skirts with a unique brand of Celtic knot styled embroidery complete with sandals upon her feet and bracelets, amulets, rings, a belly ring, and a witch's crown across her head of long straight dirty blonde hair, while Faith was the much tougher type wearing black leather hot shorts with a matching vest and above the knee buckle boots. She hailed from the wrong side of the tracks just like Xander and she was unafraid to let anyone know of it. As the crowd of clothing optional following scantily clad students began to file up near the front office inside the main courtyard, two young skateboarding girls and a goofy looking fan kid soon joined the fray as they eagerly anticipated what was about to happen next. Inside the main office, a smaller crowd of students held back by faculty and hired security guards stood by and watched as the ten selected 9th graders were marched down the hall and right up to within a few feet from the main conference room in single file. The nine girls and one boy were nervously anticipating what was going to happen to them next as one of the secretaries asked each of the ten students to show her each of the electric shocking blue plastic credit card sized and shaped tags each were mailed one week before school began. This they did, including Buffy, Xander, and Willow, who was by now, the most shocked and surprised of them all as she wondered what was going on here this very morning as the new school year was about to begin and what she was doing here and why she was even here in the first place. As soon as this was complete, the pretty blonde secretary quickly knocked on the door of the conference room. Principal Gile's voice allowed her to plop her head in just a fraction of second, just to let them all know that all ten of the 9th grade selectees were present and accounted for. Once done, the secretary turned to face the ten selectees with a word of her own to them. "From this list I have in my hands, I will call each of your name and when your name is called, please enter into the conference room to present your blue tag to the principal and assistant principal. If you all cooperate, this will be over with faster and the better for it, so when I call out your name, please have your tag ready and your supplies ready, too." She cleared her throat and began to read off the list of selected students to enter the conference room. " Xander Bailey." Upon hearing his name, the scruffy kid from the wrong side of the tracks entered into the conference room with his blue tag in his hand, dressed in the same dirty dingy black t-shirt, worn out skateshoes and baggy cargo pants he wore since 8th grade. What really went on inside that conference room on that first day of school at Sunnydale High would be monumentally historical and memorable for both Xander, Buffy, and Willow, if she could get passed the initial shock of it all first. One by one, the eight other selectees entered into the conference room with their blue tags ready to be presented to the principal and assistant principal. ....Until at last when everyone was gathered outside of the main office inside the main courtyard on campus, the anticipation came to a head. One by one, the ten Program selectees nervously, sheepishly, and even timidly walked out onto the main quad area....stark naked save for their shoes and socks and any small jewelry they were allowed to wear. The entire student body was silent. So silent that it was deafening. Not a word was uttered nor a sound was made when the ten newly naked selectees looked around their environs, disoriented and even confused by what they were seeing, witnessing,....and even feeling in their minds and hearts! All were stunned silent and wide-eyed as the student body gave the new crop a wide berth to allow them room to get used to it all. Buffy, Xander, and Willow would have to get used to it all rather and relatively quickly and fast because their futures could very well depend upon the situation they found themselves in that their parents had signed them up for. Buffy was the most stoic of the trio, taking a deep breath to steady herself and muster any courage she felt she needed for this bold and daringly novel endeavor. She put her hands upon her hips all akimbo, surveyed her new surroundings silently, until she spotted a dark-haired girl clad in only black hot shorts, black above the knee boots and a matching vest. Faith had spotted her, too and did what no other of her fellow scantily clad upperclassfolk dared to do: she walked up to Buffy all a-swagger and nonchalant with her hands holding her vest in, trying to hide her bountiful breasts even for a 15-year old sophomore, as her above the knee boots made that characteristic clickety-clack on the asphalt pavement. She confidently approached the quietly nervous, but still courageous Buffy Sommers and casually introduced herself to the new 9th grade student. "Hi. I'm Faith. Welcome to Sunnydale High, and if you'll let me be your guide to your first day and week at school here, Freshwoman, I'll be happy to oblige." And with that smoothly silken voice of hers, Buffy Sommers was immediately won over by the inner warmth of this charming lady beast in black as she took Faith by the arm and allowed herself to be escorted to her first class of the 9th grade year....in the nude! Willow trembled constantly, but was silent as she kept her fears to herself, barely able to cover up her personal parts with her hands as she looked around timorously and apprehensively until she was spotted by Tara in the long embroidered front peasant skirt and witche's crown. The dirty blonde haired girl glided herself calmly and tenderly towards the visibly shaken and quietly frightened young Rosenberg of 14, placed her beringed hands upon her red neck length shag cut hair and stared deeply into her hazel blue eyes with her own. "Welcome, young Princess of the New. I am Tara, Wiccan Queen of the Night and I welcome thee to Sunnydale High." The young Wiccanette kissed Willow gently upon her forehead and took her graciously by both of her hands and led her away to her first class of the new school year. All that was left was Xander, that scruffy kid from the wrong side of the tracks who strode as confidently as he could given the extraordinarity of it all. He was bare naked for all of his new classmates and upperclassmen to see for he had a John Holmes sized penis- a good 13" long! Wearing only his shoes, Xander, surveyed the entire student body gathered before him until at last a most surprising person came along to welcome him to Sunnydale. It was 16-year old Cordelia Chase and she was clad in only a sarong like garment around her waist. The tall, lanky, yet well endowed brunette former beauty queen alpha leader of the mean girls outstretched her right hand, beckoning for the young boy to take, which he did. Once doing that, she too graciously led him away off down to his first class of the new year as the first bell of the first period began to sound, signalling for everyone to head for class! TO BE CONTINUED This is only my second attempt at femslash fanfic and this is for you Pasha, so tell all of your friends that Buffy has a new gig. If you have any comments, complaints, questions, or suggestions, or if you think i should just abandon it altogether, please let me know at Stonefeet@hotrmail.com I will be waiting for your feedback.