Progressive Forced Nudity

[Scrap]

Gather a set of clothes that you don't mind losing, because you won't be coming back with them. Take a pair of scissors, seam ripper, or knife and modify the clothes so that they can be easily and totally destroyed. Go to some location where you are willing to be naked for the walk.

Begin walking. After a set amount of time, whether it be 100 steps, a count of 500, ten minutes, or whatever you decide, remove and destroy one article of clothing. Continue walking, destroying another article of clothing at the end of each time interval. After you have destroyed the last article, continue for one more time period, then make your way back to the start.

[tizio44]

nice idea. Maybe i'll do it

[rhl]

Do you have something to wear at the start?
I have a knee length ladies sweater that maybe I can hide at the start.

2 winters ago I did something close.
Dressed in thong, bra, panty, top, skirt.
Sitting the day, in the woods, trees are without leaves, I took a walk. Every 75 steps I removed an item and dropped it. Starting with the skirt. As more items came off, I found myself more comfortable with the predictument I put myself in.
After the thing was removed, I took another 75 steps. Turned around and walked back, picking up each item and only got dressed at the start. I walked about 750 steps with 450 of them naked.

As long as I have at least a sarong at the start, I like this challenge.

[Scrap]

Originally Posted by rhl

Do you have something to wear at the start?
<snip>
As long as I have at least a sarong at the start, I like this challenge.

When I do this (again), I will be hiding something to wear at my “start point” so I can make it back to my car with relative safety. In the past when I have done this, the location I chose meant my car WAS my start point, and I just drove home naked.

The dare starts and ends at a location of your choosing, so having clothes at the start point is permissible, provided that you are completely naked getting there.

As always, everyone, let common sense and personal safety rule when doing any dare.

[rhl]

Common sense says that unless we are at a nudest resort, we should not get naked. However, I can't resist doing so.

[Scrap]

I prepared my clothes about a week prior, stripping the seams of a t-shirt, a pair of sport shorts, and panties to almost nothing. I also cut a row of slits down both sides of the shirt so it would come apart there, too. I bought a $0.99 pair of flip-flops to wear so I could toss them and not feel bad about it.

The day of the event came, and I chose a nature trail I have done dares on before. It gets used regularly, by hikers, cyclists, and horses, but usually on weekends. Being midweek, and not too many campers out that day, I figured the risk was relatively low. I put on my throw away clothes, and over top another t-shirt and pair of shorts that I would leave at my “start point” to wear back to my car. I walked about 400 paces (800 steps) down the trail and found a good place to hide my clothes. I stashed my keeper clothes and headed down the trail.

After 100 paces, I pulled at the t-shirt. It almost disintegrated when I did. If I carried the pieces, I could cover myself, but there was no way it would ever be worn again. I started counting paces again, throwing the bits of shirt off into the woods as I went.

Another 100 paces, I pulled at the crotch of my shorts. Again, the seams fell apart, and I was left holding scraps of material, wearing only bikini panties and flip-flops. Again, I started counting, tossing the cloth into the woods.

After another 100 paces, I pulled at the waistband of the panties, and pieces fell to the ground. I was surprised that the seams lasted as long as they did, with how easily they came apart. I started off again, tossing the bits of cloth off the path. Unlike the shirt and shorts, the panty bits were too light to travel far, and I could easily see where they landed. I chuckled at the thought of what someone who discovered them would be wondering.

Another 100 paces with only my flip-flops. I took them off and decided to carry them. The rest of my outfit had been cotton, so would decompose in time, or get used by some animal harmlessly. The foam shoes would be another matter. I used them to spank myself each step for my shortsightedness.

The last 100 paces came. My butt was starting to sting because of my smacks. I stopped, closed my eyes, and counted to 100 standing in the middle of the trail. Then I started walking back to my start point, keeping a rough pace count so I would not accidentally pass my clothing stash.

About two-thirds of the way back, I heard what sounded like children chattering, and I got worried. The trail had lots of turns and curves- good for hiding my doings, not so good for me spotting trouble. After a few slow steps, I identified the sounds as ducks or squirrels making a ruckus. I breathed a sigh of relief, but realized my pace count was now off, so I was going to have to look close for my clothes.

As I reached the area where I thought my clothes should have been, I started to panic. Had I missed them? Had someone else found them and taken them? It was mid afternoon, the camping area was occupied, and I had to cross it to get back to my car. I was just starting to formulate a plan to hide until dark when I spotted my clothes. I quickly dressed, and went back to my car, no one the wiser for my adventure.

[rhl]

Ok, let's leave some to chance.

• Roll two dice, multiply by 10
• If total under 6, roll two more
• I rolled a 4 + 1 second roll 6 + 4
• I get 150 steps

What do I take off first, Heads - off comes the top first.

I get Tails - Bottom comes off first.

Let's prep some clothing.

• Take one of my micro skirts and cut up the back
• Cut the crotch of a pair of flowered panties
• Cut the straps and up the front of the cami
• Cut the straps and between the cups of the bra
• With some very thin thread sew clothing back up.

I know of a park that has an out of the way long path that only bike and horse back riders use.

• I'm dressed and drive to the park
• With sarong in hand, I walk to the far side of my chosen path.
• Of course I have passed several groups of people,

  > They all say hi
  > I wonder what they are thinking.
  

• I head 150 steps down the chosen path.

  > This is to close to entrance
  > I hope I'm not seen.
  

• The Sarong gets hidden
• The skirt comes off and ripped up
• Dropping the skirt on the ground I confidently go for another 150 steps
• Good, I'm now out of sight of the entrance and take the Cami off and ripping it up.
• Another 150 steps, I take panties off
• I'm feeling good - then

  > NOTE: This is not a smooth path
  > I hear bike riders
  > Dropping my panties
  > I head into the woods.
  > I'm noticed when one rider looks at me
  > The bikers continue on
  

• I rip up the panties and leave them
• Now more than a little nervous - Will the bikers come back?
• I walk on with only a bra.
• Another 150 steps and the Bra also comes off and ripped.
• I'm surprisingly comfortable dressed in only my birthday suit.
• I head back to the sarong, I may have picked up the pace, while picking up my ripped clothing.
• Leave nothing but foot prints
• The Sarong gets put on and I head back down the path towards the car
• Yes I know the dare is complete.

  > However I take the Sarong off for 10 minutes, then make it 15
  

  ]*] Before leaving the woods, I put the Sarong on as if it is a halter dress
• Throw the clothing into the trash bin
• And yes I pass more people on the way to the car.

It turned out to be a fun dare, and next time I might leave the Sarong near the exit.