Zoe opened the door to the house and walked inside.
"Back already?" her mom asked from the living room.
Zoe turned in her direction and got a shock. Her mom was naked! Well, except for the heeled shoes on her feet.
"Zoe? What's wrong?" she asked, putting her book down and standing up from the sofa. As she walked towards Zoe, her breasts bounced freely.
"Mom, you're naked," she managed to utter.
"Well, of course I'm naked. I'm a nudist."
"Where's Jon?" she asked.
"In his room, I suppose. Why?"
Zoe ran past her and up the stairs. Whatever was going on, it was spreading fast. First her brother, then Sydney, and now her mom. For some reason, they all thought that they were nudists. She wasn't really sure about Sydney, but she was definitely sure that Jon and her mom weren't nudists a few hours ago. Something must have happened to them, but what?
Jon was the first person who changed (or so she thought), so she went straight to his room. It was time to get to the bottom of this.
