Canterlot, Spring Street
A few months before the arrival of Flutter Heart and her family
Sandymane sighed to herself as she sipped her blackcurrant drink. She, her younger brother Pimpernel, and their parents Smart Globe and Hazelhair, had recently moved from Trottingham to Canterlot, and she was not exactly in the best of moods to be excited about her new home. Then again, she was rarely in a good mood, largely due to living under the impression that nobody else wanted anything to do with her or her interest in "boring" books or "gross" bugs and insects. Her heart was broken when, at the age of twelve, a boy she fancied spurned her over the second issue. It didn't help that later, when she was sixteen, an older boy took her on a date, only to later demonstrate his stupidity by drunkenly crashing his father's car.
These mishaps made her rather jaded, and she didn't even expect her family's change of residence to actually improve much about her life. She appreciated how Pimpernel stood by her in difficult times, but his attempts to help her lighten up were often clumsy or misguided, and he could just as easily annoy her as comfort her. Both of their parents were out purchasing groceries and gardening supplies for Hazelhair's planned backyard garden, leaving Sandymane in charge.
"Hey, sis!" Speak of the devil, Pimpernel had snuck up on her from behind the couch she was sitting on and tackled her. Unfortunately, the force of the tackle spilled the contents of her glass onto her white shirt, spilling the drink all over it.
"Pimpernel!" She yelled angrily. "This was my favorite shirt!"
"You were drinking? Oh gosh, I didn't see--"
"Because you don't pay attention to anything, you little blockhead!" snarled Sandymane. "I bet it never crosses your mind that I might not be in the mood to put up with you!"
"Sis, I'm sorry--"
"Save it! You're too immature to understand my feelings. Just get lost."
"I just wanted to help..." He dejectedly walked upstairs. A few moments later, she heard the sound of water running, indicating Pimpernel was taking a shower. She was still feeling hostile towards him, and in that frame of mind, a certain malicious thought occurred to her. Sneaking towards the bathroom, she saw that Pimpernel had forgotten to shut or lock the door.
Forgetful as always, she thought. Well, after the little shrimp got my shirt stained, let's see how he likes it when I show no respect for HIS clothes!
Seeing them sprawled out on the bathroom floor, she crouched down and slowly reached for his shirt. Seeing that he was too busy singing to himself to notice, she was quicker in snatching his pants and underwear. She then grabbed the towels from the rack as well. Crumpling the clothes and towels into a ball, she ran into her room at the end of the hall and stashed them underneath her mattress.
Now to await the fruits of my labor, she thought, an evil smirk on her face.
Once he was finished washing, Pimpernel habitually stuck an arm out of the shower to reach for the towel rack - only to find, of course, that there were no towels to grab.
"What the--? But I was sure that--"
Poking his head out to take a look, he was struck speechless to see that his clothes had also vanished. He had nothing to cover his nudity! With no other option, he stepped out of the shower and made his way to the bathroom door, sticking his head out into the hallway. A blush blazed on his face the whole way.
"Sis! Something's happened to my clothes and the towels! They're all gone!"
Sandymane's voice gave a sly, smug reply. "Gee, little brother, I wouldn't know anything about that. Considering that you don't pay attention to things, maybe there never were towels and Mom or Dad decided to tidy the bathroom floor. You do know we're meant to put our clothes in the laundry basket, right?"
"Wait a minute - you took them, didn't you?!"
"Me?" Her voice switched to a tone of fake surprise. "I was downstairs trying to wash this stain off my shirt."
"This isn't funny! What if Mom and Dad come home and see me naked?!"
"Well, you clearly have no respect for clothes - think of it as poetic justice."
"Hey, the thing with your shirt was an accident!" Pimpernel was starting to get angry now.
"Being clumsy and insensitive is no excuse. Perhaps this'll help you learn that."
Pimpernel shut the door fuming for a moment before opening the door again, trying to act casually. If this was the sort of prank his sister was going to play on him, he would have to up the ante in return! He walked casually down the hall towards his sister's room, just as he had done countless times in his life. Only today, he was doing it completely naked from head to toe. He resisted inner urges to cover himself or hide in his own room, and upon reaching Sandymane's door, pushed it open and stepped through.
"All right, Sandy, where are they?"
Sandymane's face went extremely red at seeing her little brother strut into her room buck naked.
"Wh-What are you doing?!" She stammered as she looked away from him.
"Y'know what? Keep 'em," Pimpernel smirked at the sight of his sister's embarrassment. "This is much better."
"I-I-I beg your pardon?"
"I feel... free, you know?" Pimpernel's smirk grew into a grin as his sister's discomfort built. "It's like my skin can breathe and I can really appreciate the feeling of everything. And don't clothes just mean more laundry to get done? Maybe I'll just be naked at home from now on."
"Oh no, you cannot be serious..."
"What if I am? This could give me a whole new lease on life." There was a degree of genuine honesty in the boy's words now. "Man, this feels really nice, sis. The fresh air flowing over my chest, my stomach, my--"
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM, YOU LITTLE WEIRDO!" Sandymane shrieked, her face so red it looked like it might explode.
Pimpernel just smiled and shrugged. "Fine, have it your way. But just remember - you gave me this idea." As he closed the door, Sandymane lied down, only to immediately sit up after feeling how sticky her shirt was against the blankets.
Soon
Smart Globe and Hazelhair were unpacking the groceries out of their car. They had just been shopping, and had no inkling that anything was out of the ordinary back at their home. As he usually did, Smart Globe called upstairs to Pimpernel, asking him to come down and help them store everything away. They always preferred to have his assistance rather than that of Sandymane, who usually became grumpy at being interrupted from her own interests. The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs grew louder until Pimpernel stopped at the bottom. Both of his parents blushed brightly at his unclothed state.
"Err, son?" said Hazelhair with a nervous chuckle. "Where are your clothes?"
"I've decided not to wear them at home anymore," the boy replied casually, trying not to grin or laugh at his parents' sheepish surprise.
"Why not?"
"Ask Sandymane the next time you see her. Now, what do you need help with first?
"Um, help Hazelhair put the food away in the fridge," Smart Globe replied.
As Pimpernel proceeded to help them, his parents did their best not to stare at his nudity too much, for fear of suddenly making him uncomfortable. Having raised him, and often washed him by hand, it was nothing they hadn't seen before. All the same, they had long assumed that he had turned his back on that stage most babies and toddlers have of going around with few or no clothes, and would never even want to be reminded of it. At the same time, they could not help but feel a bit of pride for their son's healthy form and his obvious confidence in it. After finishing with the groceries, Hazelhair picked up the bag with the gardening supplies and proceeded towards the currently empty backyard.
"In a few months, you'll be seeing more than just that willow tree," she had said before. Right from when she had first taken a look at their new house, one of her few gripes had been the "dull" simplicity of the garden. She had put together a plan to convert it into an elaborate miniature paradise with a dazzling variety of plants. Knowing and respecting his wife's artistic spirit, Smart Globe conceded and had set aside a portion of money to be used towards this creation.
"Tell me, son," Smart Globe said cautiously. "Is this... going to be just a phase?"
This made Pimpernel think for a moment. Did he really mean to go naked at home permanently?
"Well... it's what I feel like doing now, Dad. It feels great, I gotta tell you. But I promise I'll put something on when I leave the house, or when someone visits."
"You're a good boy," smiled Smart, ruffling his son's hair. "And between you and me, the girls are in for a treat when you get older."
"Daaad!" Pimpernel replied, amused and embarrassed all at once.
That night
Pimpernel tossed in his bed, his bare skin feeling weird against the sheets. Dinner was a little awkward with him being the only one at the table without clothes. Sandymane had refused to look at him throughout the meal, or even explain what was going on to their parents. It was also a warm night, so sleeping under the covers was a no-go. He sat up, clearly not going to sleep any time soon. For a while, he stared up at the lamp on the ceiling with an unamused face, as if it were mocking his dilemma. Knowing that everyone else was asleep, he climbed out of bed and crept towards the window. As he opened it, the fresh air felt so inviting, and another crazy idea occurred to him.
No, no, I couldn't... could I? He quickly looked back at his door. The light wasn't on and Sandymane could be heard snoring.
No one else in town seems to be awake either... well, as Dad likes to say, you only live once...
Moving quickly before he could change his mind, he climbed out the window. Landing on the grass, Pimpernel moved towards the gate leading out into the driveway. It was so surreal, being completely naked out there in the middle of the night. As he'd said before to Sandymane, his body seemed to sense everything around him at higher intensity. Still feeling cautious, he clung closely to the family's car as he proceeded down the driveway towards the street. He was so caught up in the excitement of the moment that he forgot something: he was new to this neighborhood, and if he went out into it alone he could easily get lost, especially at night. With no other option, he walked back towards his window... unaware that someone had seen him walk outside in the nude. It was a girl who was roughly his age and, like him, was also a nudist who had dared to step outside that night with nothing on. It was too dark to see his face, but she couldn't help but giggle at having seen a naked boy.
The next day
Peace family house
"I'm telling ya, Emerald! I saw him last night!" Fuchsia Joy said to her older brother Emerald Peace.
"Okay. One: you shouldn't have been out there like that. Two: I find it hard to believe that you actually saw that. You've probably just got naked boys on the brain or something."
"Says the boy who's naked while talking to me," Fuchsia giggled as their mother made breakfast.
Back at the Globe house
Pimpernel yawned as he stretched his arms. He was the first one to wake up, despite being the last one to go to sleep.
That was a crazy idea last night, he thought. I should probably be more careful. He jumped out of bed to begin making breakfast for himself. But before he walked downstairs, he decided to sneak into Sandymane's room to get his clothes back. What he found there certainly wasn't what he expected. Standing in the middle of the room, striking a pose was Sandymane... wearing just her birthday suit. Gobsmacked, Pimpernel couldn't help but stare at her figure. Behind her facade of being just a grumpy bookworm was an attractive and well-developed girl, even if she was his sister. He gently cleared his throat, causing her eyes to snap open and instinctively cover herself.
"GET OUT!" She yelled.
Jumping a bit at her outburst, Pimpernel nearly complied. But then he chuckled and raised an eyebrow.
"Come on, sis, it's only fair, right? I mean, I've let you see all of me."
"You should respect my privacy!"
Pimpernel sighed as she slammed the door shut. "Sis, it's okay to admit you like being naked too."
"What in Faust's name makes you think that?" she replied. "Maybe, err... I don't know, maybe you caught me just as I was changing!"
"Sis," Pimpernel had a deadpan look on his face. "If you were changing, you would have had your clothes laid out. You don't even have your pajamas out."
"You... you noticed that?" Sandymane sounded less hostile now, as if she was starting to admit that he was right.
"Face it, sis," her brother smiled. "At least we both have something in common now." He chuckled at his little joke.
"Alright, fine, I admit it. What you said to me yesterday, about feeling free and liberated - it kept buzzing around inside my head..."
"Then you took off your clothes," Pimpernel finished. "Congratulations, sis. You're officially a nudist."
The door opened, and again Pimpernel had an unrestricted view of his sister's body.
"I'm just trying it out," she said. "But I have to agree with you - it does feel pretty nice."
"Then how about we discuss it over breakfast?"
She shrugged. "Sure... I guess we could."
Gently grabbing her hand, Pimpernel led his sister downstairs. Sandymane blushed at the feeling of walking through her new house in the nude.
Pimpernel decided to reassure her. "Hey, if it helps at all... you've got nothing to be ashamed of, sis. You're beautiful."
Sandymane blushed at the compliment.
"And whenever you're ready to join me full-time," he continued. "We can have much more fun."
As they entered the kitchen to reach the dining table, Sandymane had a small jump at the feeling of the cold tiles beneath her bare feet.
"Feels different, right?"
"Yeah... we should probably close the window blinds, right?"
After they had done so and prepared their breakfast, they sat down to it. Sandymane's chair also felt different under her bare backside, but she ignored that as she began to tell her brother about how she reached the point of getting naked.