Alisa: The Beginning
by TheSteamElement

Quiet steps echoed through the stairway. Alisa’s heels rhythmically clicked against the plain, white floor tiles as she slowly ascended to the office. The bunny didn’t think about her journey, neither did she need to: after working in this giant office building for more than two years, Alisa easily memorized each corridor and each door of the huge maze that several hundreds of people, including her, were calling their workplace. Alisa’s thoughts were very far away from this place, but it was bound to change, as today was Monday and a start of a new working week. During the next eight hours, her mind was about to become fully immersed in numbers, tables, and other data of companies that needed their finances regulated. The accounting firm which Alisa worked for took great pride in the professionalism of its employees, and for good reasons: they were quite good at their job, rarely made any mistakes, and provided clear, concise solutions for financial issues. The firm paid back to its professionals with decent working conditions and a pretty good wage. There was no reason anyone would be unsatisfied with such a position... At least that’s what others told Alisa when she brought up this topic.

Before entering the office, the bunny undid the buttons on her format jacket and adjusted her long skirt, it would be unwise to make her boss angry with an improper appearance. The bunny’s long ears twitched after catching typing and scribbling from the office room and she quickly opened the door, being late wasn't in her plans today. The girl with black-and-white fur stepped into a spacious office room, bound for her desk. Several people in suits greeted her from their chairs, barely lifting their eyes up. Then her boss, a large bull in his fifties, relayed all the news and tasks that the bunny had to do today. Alisa’s long ears barely caught what he was saying, but nonetheless, she nodded and promised that she'll do everything flawlessly.

“You better deal with it before six o’clock, or you’re gonna be in trouble!” The bull yelled at her for seemingly no reason. 

He was a very strict, even authoritarian man who never hesitated to put his employees into their places and was therefore greatly respected by them... Or feared. After walking past several workplaces colored all possible shades of gray, the green-eyed girl reached her own deck. A giant cluster of papers with the financial situation of some small company down the road was already lying there, waiting just for her. Alisa sat beside her computer and turned it on as the room became silent again safe for all the calculated typing and buzzing of the office machines. The bunny said something quietly to a bird girl who was working at the neighboring table but didn’t get much of an answer. It didn’t surprise her, as it was the usual for this office. Employees here never talked much outside of the working matters, each was fully concerned with their part of the work that they had to do within the dedicated time window. Sometimes, under all these stacks of papers, clusters of data and strings of numbers, they were almost invisible, as if they weren’t real, alive beings, but faint shadows of all their work matters, projected on their seats by glowing office lamps. Or, perhaps, it was just Alisa’s odd imagination caused by insomnia that was getting only worse recently. In any case, she didn’t have time for all self-reflection, there were tables and numbers waiting to be analyzed.

The internet browser “Oogle” started up after a short delay, but along with the starting page and bookmarks with useful information, some odd ad pages began loading as well. The bunny frowned: someone must’ve used her computer again and caught viruses in the process. It was probably Rick, that eagle from the other side of the room who conveniently called in sick today. That guy wouldn't know order even if he was given a dictionary opened at the page with its definition. Alisa quickly closed several ads offering random useless junk for huge prices and was a click away from dealing with the last one... But then froze after looking at it.

It was a website with a flashy name “Social Experiment: Public Nudity” written in giant led letters. Under that inscription were several pictures of women in ordinary public settings, doing completely common things... Except, while everyone else properly dressed, these ladies were completely naked. Alisa’s eyes wandered around the picture as she enlarged the photo of a white mouse, who seamlessly chatted with several folks near a street café in the nude. There wasn’t any hint of embarrassment on the mouse’s face or in her posture, despite the fact that she was on a crowded street where dozens of people were openly gazing at her. Then Alisa saw a young deer girl riding a bicycle in a park while several passersby were smiling to her, a picture of a duck gal hugging somebody in a bar with many visitors... Finally, there was a picture of a fit dog girl with a pretty body, probably the same age as Alisa, standing in some company’s office completely naked as she talked to someone who looked like the company’s client while other workers, who were fully dressed and mostly male, were minding their own business. That photo made the bunny’s heart beat faster, and she felt as if the air in the room became stuffed.

It all seemed so weird to her. In the “description” tab near the pictures, the authors of the webpage described their goals: it was mainly to conduct a social experiment and push an agenda of being more tolerant to those leading different lifestyles or having unusual ideologies, especially those which related to nudity. It also mentioned that all the girls depicted in the images were volunteers who willingly decided to take part in this unique and quite risky experiment. It seemed like the website was meant to be thought-provoking, and it definitely succeeded with this bunny: she was so fascinated by the pictures that she briefly forgot about her work. The idea of someone challenging their typical environment in such a way without any shame or repercussions seemed surreal for a regular accountant. Of course, the bunny knew about nudism and other ideologies that included nudity (even though she never delved very deep into them), but she didn’t once think that someone would ever practice them in such a bold way. These girls were acting so naturally, it seemed as if they didn’t care what others would say or think about them at all, they were just... Themselves, both physically and mentally.

“Alisa, I... Oh sorry, I didn’t know you were... Watching something,” Alisa’s colleague, a wolf lady older than her for more than a decade, snuck behind the long-eared girl like a professional spy.

The girl hurried to close the webpage and return to her work as if nothing happened.

“Rick used my computer again. You know him, he’s surfing all kinds of weird pages,” Alisa said nervously, hoping that her unfortunate audience will believe that.

“Yep, that bird’s a real pain. Gotta bring it up with the boss during the next meeting,” the wolf exhaled with annoyance, “anyway, regarding these papers, could you please...”

The long work speech was becoming blurry and incomprehensible in bunny’s head; the complicated sentences, phrases, and words were all mixing up and intermingling with each other like small pieces of vegetables in a giant boiling pot. Still, Alisa understood the main idea and quietly nodded to not let down her colleague. This caused the girl to quickly recollect her thoughts and push that strange webpage out of her mind for the sake of productivity. Still, the imagery she saw stuck somewhere in the back of her mind, unable to be erased.

Minutes and hours passed ever so slowly while hundreds of numbers and terms flashed in front of Alisa’s tired eyes. Finally, another workday, identical to any other workday that came before it, was finished and Alisa could go home. The bunny’s road back to her flat was also fully on autopilot while her thoughts were wandering off somewhere in the distance. After all, there was nothing remarkable to attract the girl’s attention anyway. Twenty-minute walk and brief shopping in a nearby grocery store so quickly that Alisa didn’t even realize she was already standing in front of her door. The bunny’s home was a nice two-bedroom apartment overlooking the city park, furnished in an unpretentious contemporary style; everything common city folk could’ve dreamed for. Still, she didn’t feel very comfortable in this little haven of hers, as if despite her decent payment and good apartment something was still missing. Come to think of it, Alisa was feeling like this for a very long time. Each morning before another long working day and each evening spent on nothing productive, thoughts about missing something and being incomplete kept terrorizing her, but she tried her best to ignore them. Today, however, they were especially unrelenting. A thought about the nude ladies the bunny seen today suddenly popped up in her head: they certainly looked like they were complete... Having fun, being themselves, and doing whatever they please with their own lives. The bunny didn’t know much about these women, of course, but the images she saw radiated exactly that type of energy, the type that Alisa herself could only dream of having.

The girl looked at herself in the mirror with annoyance. She couldn’t bear carrying that business suit on her shoulders anymore today, besides it was time to take an evening shower. With these thoughts, Alisa began undressing: first, she undid many buttons on her blue jacket and tossed it on the floor without a care. Then the bunny got rid of her shirt, revealing her nice, D-cup breasts clad in lingerie. Her bra came off next with a loud click, letting her boobs to bounce freely. Then, Alisa finally could take off these annoying shoes with heels which she never liked anyway. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly but surely took off her skirt, revealing her beautiful long legs. Finally, Alisa’s panties came sliding down her body, leaving her without a single piece of fabric on her body. The girl in her early twenties now stood in front of the mirror, naked as on the day she was born. Alisa was only exposed to herself, of course, but it was enough of a move for this bunny, who was never very kin on nudity. She rarely undressed fully before entering the bathroom and hurried to cover herself up with a towel shortly after she was done showering. She never roamed around the house in the nude, usually keeping at least her pants and her bra on. The bunny didn't even sleep naked, keeping herself a couple of nice pajamas for nighttime.

But today, with all of Alisa’s clothes lying on the floor beneath her fit, it was all very different. Moreover, Alisa suddenly realized that she liked this feeling. This nudity was so natural and so liberating, it felt as if she just broke out of heavy metal shackles that kept her in place for a long time. The bunny found herself thinking that she was experiencing this feeling before, but it was too minor for her to rationalize... Or too unusual for her to accept. The bunny just stood there, breathing in this odd feeling, for several minutes. She decided to stay like this even after exiting the bathroom and drying herself with a towel; this meant also having dinner, doing dishes, and watching a new episode of her favorite TV show without a stitch of clothing on her beautiful body. The bunny even talked with her friend Meifeng on the phone, the latter having no idea that her friend didn't wear a thing during the call.

Alisa’s shower thoughts also prompted her to learn more about the topic she stumbled across today: after doing her chores, the bunny sat with her laptop on her knees, still in the nude, and googled the website’s name. Here they were, all those naked women of different ages, races, and body shapes whom she saw earlier, all completely natural in their surroundings. The webpage talked about how it’s important to view nudity as something common and acceptable in daily situations. This was, according to the organizers of the experiment, especially important for female nudity, since it was most often sexualized. More than forty girls took part in their experiment, each taking different public settings such as bars, parks, or regular streets to show off their confidence. The webpage mentioned the word “nudism” a lot, so this was Alisa’s next target. The bunny’s emerald eyes went from left to right as she read article after article, fully immersed in the topic that seemed so close to her but was always out of reach until now. The sun has set on the horizon, hours passed one after the other, but Alisa kept learning, and as her knowledge about nudity broadened, she could feel her attitude changing as well. The girl’s apartment suddenly felt more spacious and bright than before, the green tea she was drinking seemingly acquired a new, better flavor... In Alisa’s mind, it was all coming together.

A week has passed and the bunny didn’t set foot into the accounting office. Her boss, occupying a giant office chair in his cabinet, was very unsatisfied with the bunny’s performance. He couldn’t even concentrate on his own stacks of paper lying beside his powerful computer. The boss could understand her missing one day, even though by his standard it was already extreme disobedience, but then she didn’t show up the next day, and the day after that... On the fourth day, Alisa sent a message explaining that she had some kind of emergency but refused to give any other details. Now the bull was drafting a pink slip for the bunny, which he was planning to hand her upon their next meeting.

“Uncompliant bitch... Biting the hand that fed her!” He mumbled under his breath.

Suddenly, he could hear noises coming from the main office. Space became filled with gasps, coughs, and concerned whispers in a couple of seconds, something was clearly off.

“Alisa! What are you...” The wolf woman asked with sheer shock in her voice.

“Apologies, please let me through,” the bunny’s giggling voice sipped through the door.

The bull took a deep breath and blown the door open, then froze in surprise upon seeing Alisa in front of him. One of his accountants was standing in front of him without her proper uniform... Or without any kind of uniform for that matter, as she was completely naked. No outer clothing, no underwear, not even shoes. The girl waved at him with a polite smile on her face while he tried to connect his thoughts into something coherent.

“Hello, Mr. Redhorn, I’m glad to see you! Sorry for being absent for so long, I was just... Working some things out.”

“You... What are you even thinking?!” The boss’ face became red with anger, making his last name even more ironic.

“Well, during the last week, I had a lot of time to reconsider some of my life decisions, and I’d like to say that it went quite well. Oh, is this pink slip for me?” The girl pointed at her chest and took the paper into her own hands, inspecting it with interest, “very well then, I’m not gonna object. I don’t mean to be rude, but this place just wasn’t for me. And I don’t think it’ll ever be.”

She slowly turned around in front of the bull, he unconsciously focused his gaze on the girl’s gorgeous butt, unable to say anything else. Alisa took a step back into the office and slowly paraded through the entire room, breathing in her long-awaited freedom from this place. The accountants were trying to focus on their work despite her, just like they always did, while the giant stacks of papers kept obscuring the view on their workplaces. Near the exit, Alisa noticed someone familiar: a slim eagle guy was sitting at his desk, unable to look away from the bunny’s amazing nude figure.

“Hey Rick, I never thought I’d say this... But thanks for using my computer. It helped me a ton,” Alisa smiled and suddenly gave the birdman a warm hug, her D-cup breasts rubbing against his face.

“Y-yeah... Sure...” He mumbled under his breath when the hug was over.

“Bye! It was nice knowing you all, I wish everyone here good luck!” The bunny sent a cute air kiss to the entire room, then slowly walked away from the office, leaving everyone completely astounded.

Walking down the stairs, Alisa couldn’t resist to think about how her former colleagues reacted to her nudity. They probably thought she was crazy, but the bunny couldn’t care less in her current mood. Regardless of their reactions, one thing was clear: now they’ll remember the bunny in her real, true form, without uncomfortable uniforms and tired look in her eyes. There was nothing to hide now, as Alisa was about to take on an entirely new lifestyle, which'll make her much more vulnerable to others, but, more importantly, so much more real and true to herself.