Marc

Marc sighs and pauses his racing game, the sound of the idling car engines still humming from the TV speakers. He sets the controller aside and leans back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling fan spinning lazily above.

"Another school year starting soon..." he mumbles to himself, absentmindedly scratching at an itch on his bare thigh. "But what's it gonna be like for me now? I can't just waltz into 7th grade buck naked and act like everything's normal."

He glances down at his exposed body, feeling that twinge of self-consciousness that always hits him when he thinks too much about his 'condition'. No clothes, the doctors said. Not ever again, unless they somehow find a cure.

"Maybe Mom's right, maybe I should just go to the special school," he ponders out loud, his voice small in the quiet room. "At least I wouldn't have to deal with everyone gawking at me constantly. But..."

He trails off, biting his lip. The thought of being separated from his normal life, his friends, his dreams for the future - it makes his chest feel tight. He wants more than anything just to be a regular kid again.

"Why did this have to happen to me?" he asks the empty room in frustration, blinking back the sudden sting of tears. "I just want to go back. I want...I want things to be like they used to be."

Moping around feeling sorry for himself isn't going to help anything, he knows. Slowly, he reaches for the game controller again. The race loads back up on the screen and he settles in, focusing in on the winding road ahead, his naked body melting into the couch cushions as his thumbs find their familiar place on the controller buttons.

Marc sat nervously in the backseat of his mom's car, fidgeting with his hands in his lap. He was naked except for the seatbelt stretched across his bare chest. His mom had insisted he see a psychologist to help him adjust to his new "lifestyle" after being diagnosed with the bizarre skin condition that prevented him from ever wearing clothes again.

As they pulled up, Marc peered out the window apprehensively. "Do I really have to do this?" he asked his mom for the hundredth time. She just smiled sympathetically and ruffled his hair. "It'll be good for you sweetie. The doctor is supposed to be excellent with unique cases like yours."

Marc sighed and opened the car door, the warm breeze brushing against his exposed skin. He felt utterly vulnerable walking up the path completely nude. His mom held his hand supportively as he hesitantly knocked on the door.

Marc's sister Emma brought her friends Jenny and Ashley over to hang out. The three teen girls headed upstairs to Emma's room, giggling and chatting excitedly. As they passed by Marc's room, the door was open. Marc was sitting on his bed, fully nude as always, focused on playing a video game. The girls stopped and stared at Marc's exposed body.

"Ugh, your creepy little brother is naked again," Jenny said, making a face.

Ashley couldn't take her eyes off Marc. "It's so weird that he has to be naked all the time now."

Emma rolled her eyes. "Just ignore him. The doctors said he'll die if he wears clothes. Come on, let's go."

She led her friends into her room and closed the door, their laughter and chatter fading.

Marc's face burned red as he kept playing his game, trying to ignore the girls. He was used to being seen naked by now, but it still embarrassed him, especially around Emma's cute friends. With a sigh, he tried to focus on his game and not think about the teen girls just down the hall.

The car pulled up at the entrance of the resort, a secluded cluster of cottages surrounded by nature trails and a lake glimmering in the afternoon sun. Marc gazed nervously through the window, clutching his video game console for comfort. Wooden signs proclaim "Clothes Free Zone" and "All Natural Living."

His mother took a deep breath before exiting, Marc following closely behind, instinctively wrapping his arms around himself.

"I'm going to get our keys," his father proclaimed. "Why don't you go explore a bit already? It will take some time to get all our things into the cottage."

His mother added, "You know where to find us, second cottage on the second row. Go on, take a look around."

The Silver Pond Family Naturist Resort... Marc's parents reluctantly agreed to take this trip on recommendation by his therapist. It was supposed to make him more comfortable around others by putting him into social situations where he wouldn't be judged for his nakedness. They told him this place offered fun, respite and entertainment. Let's see what Marc can find.

School has started again. Despite his reluctance, his family decided it would be best to send him to a special needs school. Although he is healthy in mind and body apart from his skin condition that makes him unable to wear any clothes, they figured they'd need teachers that are trained to handle untypical cases and they also hoped that the other kids would be more open-minded if they had issues of some kind themselves.

The other students in his class leave a very varied impression. Some look pretty normal, but others seem not very present at the moment, wildly shaking their limbs or just drooling away. Some also look somewhat scary to Marc, but he still feels like the weird one for being the only naked kid.

A sudden scream from a bald girl in the next row startles Marc and he bumps into his desk mate. He looks up at you blushingly. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to... you know, I guess I just got scared from that scream. I'm Marc by the way. Looks like we'll be desk mates." He scratches his head, hoping to not have made too much of a fool of himself yet.