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She was thinking about how it felt.

That night, she stood alone by the pond. The moon was a perfect crescent, and the water was black glass. She looked down at her body—pale and imperfect and entirely hers—and for the first time, she didn’t see flaws. Purenudism Junior Miss Nudist Beauty Pageant

And she realized, with a soft shock, that she wasn’t hiding. She was thinking about how it felt

“Absolutely not,” she said, wiping her chin. with a soft shock

Her reflection smiled back.