Deviation Actions
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(Extract taken from 'The Unintentional Nudist' by TrackJim + small edits)
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“And what are you up to, young lady?”
Tami froze like a deer caught in the headlights as the two college officers aimed their flashlights at her. One of the officers grabbed her left wrist and pulled her into the open. Panic and humiliation flooded through her mind as she tried to cover her body with her hands and arms.
“You better come with us right now.”
Tami was speechless as she was led to the back of the police car parked at the west wall of the gym, her humiliation and anxiousness only growing as she realised they weren’t going to offer her any kind of covering. She was at least relieved that they had not handcuffed her until she peeked out the window to realise the police car was being driven off the campus. She sat in silence with left arm across her chest and right hand across her crotch as the police car drove through a nearby residential area and stopped in front of a two-story house. The officers left the car and approached the house, leaving the nude girl to tremble alone in worry, what was this house? Within a few seconds the porch light came on and a short middle-aged man in pyjamas and robe appeared at the door and while she could not hear the conversation Tami could tell the man was agitated.
“Come out, miss… The dean wants to talk with you.”
The dean! Tami’s heart raced, she had only just started at Campbell Frank and now she was being marched to meet the dean of this old university, completely naked!
She did not look at the officers’ eyes as she was led to the porch. From the shocked expression on the dean’s face Tami knew she was in serious trouble and she saw him turn quickly and tell the officers to bring her into the house. Tami was led into the living room and told to sit on the couch while the dean told the two officers to wait by the front door. The dean looked uncomfortable as he sat in an overstuffed chair several feet from the scared nude girl.
“So what’s your story, young lady?” asked the dean.
Tami’s mind raced, what was she to say? Unfortunately, she spoke the first thing that came into her mind without thinking of the consequences.
“I was…just…practicing my religion, sir.’
“And what would your religion be?” The disbelief in the dean’s voice was obvious.
“…I’m a… religious nudist.”
“You have to be kidding. That’s not a religion.”
“S-s-sir”, stammered Tami, “It’s something I’ve come to believe quite recently.”
“Miss, we have a strict policy against streaking on campus, it is an affront to the traditions upheld by this great institution… ordinarily I would have you sent to the town jail until we could complete your expulsion procedures but in light of your… religion…” He paused before standing, his eyes fixed to Tami’s, “Wait right here” he said as he swept from the room.
Tami shivered as she thought of herself in a lockup…without any clothes. She waited alone for what were the most agonising twenty minutes of her young life, trembling in worry as she sat frozen in position, daring not move an inch. Finally, the dean returned and spoke.
“I just consulted with the college attorney. In your home state, nudism has filed for protection under the recently passed Freedom of Religion Act. He will do some checking tomorrow, but as of this time he has instructed me to honor your religious beliefs”
Tami froze for several seconds, her mind racing as her body exploded with conflicting feelings of relief and foreboding… though she finally realised ‘I must go along with this or I might get expelled.’
“Young lady, it isn’t that I entirely believe you, but I will give you the benefit of the doubt… for now. However, if your religious claim is a sham and I see you wearing anything until I get back to you, you will suffer severe penalties. Officers, return her to her dorm.” He turned left the room…
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It's been too long since I last posted! I've been working on a set of illustrations for the entire series of 'The Unintentional Nudist' working in collaboration with the authors of arguably the largest contributions to Tami's legacy, Donnylaja and katie.
I wanted to capture key moments from Tami's story and, starting from the beginning, this is probably one of if not the most significant moment in Tami's whole ordeal; the moment she got caught streaking and first told the lie that cost her her clothes for good... the last time she was allowed to wear clothes or even cover herself with her hands.
If you are interested you can read the Tami stories in full here: www.writingsofleviticus.thekin… (scroll to the bottom of the page)
