Chapter 15 - Principal Cooper


At the beginning of this final phase in Natalie's life, her parents still had a lot to do. Their little girl was a member of a few clubs, so some organizational decisions had to be made. However, this didn't just apply to her leisure activities, but above all to her school. Nattie attended Eagleview Middle School, where she was a highly regarded student. She brought home excellent grades and was class president of 5a. She was extremely popular with her teachers, so it was only fair to prepare them for the fact that she would soon no longer be attending classes.
But contrary to Stephanie's assumption, she would now have to prepare the principal not for the sudden absence of one of his best students, but rather for the fact that he would be seeing much more of her than usual in the coming weeks.

To be honest, she was still surprised by her daughter's decision to continue living her life as usual, not only with all the new freedoms available to her, but also with all her previous obligations. Secretly, Steph was more than proud of her child, and she knew Mike felt the same way.

And so, on that Saturday morning, she sat down on her couch, activated the VidPhone, and contacted the school administration. It didn't take long for the familiar face of Phil Cooper, the gray-haired principal of Eagleview Middle School, to appear on her screen.

“Mrs. Robinson, how nice to see you.”

“Principal Cooper, I'm sorry to bother you on the weekend.”

But the man just waved her off with a charming smile and pointed to the numerous documents piled up on his desk.

“Oh, it's fine. That's why I have office hours in my office. And as you can see, I have plenty to do. How can I help you?”

Stephanie shifted uneasily in her seat. Suddenly she wondered how she should begin. Usually she had no trouble finding the right words, but in this case things were a little different. Somehow Director Cooper commanded her tremendous respect, perhaps because she herself had had so much to do with her own school principal in her youth.

“It's about Natalie.”

“Yes, what about her? Has something happened?”

Mr. Cooper looked concerned for a moment, so she quickly continued.

“Um... Well, not exactly. But there's some news. Namely...” She nervously licked her lips. “On September 1st of this year, at my brother-in-law's wedding reception, um... Nattie will be the main course and therefore won't be able to attend classes after that.”

The principal's previously worried expression softened and he breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, a smile formed on his lips as he said,

“Oh. Well, I'm happy for you, but we'll miss her. She was a fantastic student. And it's hard to imagine the swimming team without her.”

Steph nodded regretfully.

The same is true for this family

“Yes, I know. The thing is, Natalie is, as you probably know, a rather, um... strong-willed young lady. And once she's made up her mind, it's almost impossible to talk her out of it. And recently, she donated all her clothes to charity. Since then, she's been naked and intends to stay that way.”

Her counterpart's expression twitched briefly, and for a second she thought she saw a joyful gleam in his eyes, almost something like anticipation, which made Stephanie smile. Somehow, at that moment, she was overcome by the suspicion that it wouldn't be long before her daughter got to know the director in a much more intimate way than she could have imagined.

“Oh. I see, now I understand why you're contacting me. So she'll be attending class unclothed?”

“Yes, and I wanted to check with you to make sure that's okay.”

But again, the principal just waved her off. And this time, she was sure she saw a smile playing around his lips.

“But of course, why wouldn't that be okay? She wouldn't be the first girl to do that. I had a niece myself who didn't wear a single stitch of clothing for two months before her big day. Most girls really enjoy this phase of their lives. So I can understand that very well.”

Stephanie nodded. She was glad that there didn't seem to be any problems. And secretly, she found it incredibly exciting to imagine her child attending school stark naked, living out another of her mother's dreams. In fact, she herself had often fantasized about it in the past and experienced many an exciting moment imagining what it would be like to expose herself in such an absolute way. What was a recurring nightmare for many people, namely standing in the classroom without clothes, exposed to the gaze of their classmates, had always been a masturbation-fantasy for her.

And for Nattie, it would soon become reality

"I'm really happy about that. It means a lot to her, and even though I told her she'll probably have to deal with some teasing, she won't be dissuaded. "

But Principal Cooper just laughed.

“Well, of course, we're dealing with children and teenagers. There will always be a little teasing, as you put it. But I don't think she'll have anything bad to worry about. And if there are any problems, the school staff is always there to offer advice and support.”

He rummaged through his papers for a moment, as if looking for something. Stephanie watched him curiously for a moment, and finally he pulled out a tablet and made a few entries.

"Wait a moment. Ah yes, if it makes you feel better, I'll tell you that before the big summer break, we had a total of four students who we knew would not be returning to us. Two of them also spent their last days with us naked."
He smiled briefly and shrugged his shoulders in a reassuring gesture.
"And even though Nattie is the only one so far this school year who has chosen this path, I can tell you from experience that she won't be alone for long. Secondly, I can assure you that we will do everything we can to make her feel comfortable with us until the end."

Steph beamed. The man's words came from the heart, she could feel that, and it made her feel good.

“I'm really relieved. Thank you very much, Principal Cooper.”

“There's no need to thank me, Mrs. Robinson. But, if I may ask, how will your daughter be cooked?”

The look in his eyes was almost hungry, and she could understand why. Despite all the doubts that kept creeping up on her and the regret she felt but always tried to hide when she was with Natalie, she could understand him. Her mouth watered too when she imagined having a piece of her daughter on her plate in a few weeks and letting her juicy meat melt on her tongue.

“On a spit.”

Mr. Cooper closed his eyes with relish.

“Ah, a classic. And with Nattie’s body, forgive me for saying so openly, it’s a no-brainer. Such a well-trained, pretty, young thing is sure to look fantastic over the coals."

Despite, or perhaps because of, the image that once again appeared before her inner eye, she beamed and nodded politely.

“Oh, I assume so. She's really looking forward to it.”

“I believe so.”

But then the man's friendly expression changed to a more businesslike look.

“Then I will definitely notify your homeroom teacher and also prepare Coach Clemens for the unpleasant news. I'm afraid she won't be thrilled.”

“I'm afraid so too, but Natalie said she would contact her too.”

Mr. Cooper bowed his head.

“That's very decent of her.”

With that, he nodded, clapped his hands, and shrugged his shoulders, an almost apologetic expression on his face.

"But, well, ultimately it's your daughter's decision what she wants to do with her life. And if she thinks this is the right move for her, then we're not going to stand in her way, are we?

“No, absolutely not.”

Even though I'd like to

The principal gathered some papers on his desk, put on a friendly smile, and folded his hands on top of the stack.

“Well then, I'll be expecting your daughter on the first day of school and hope she enjoys her last few weeks with us.”

Her last few weeks... my God

Ignoring the lump in her throat, she forced herself to smile back, hoping he wouldn't notice how much effort it was taking.

“Thank you, Mr. Cooper. Have a nice weekend.”

“You too, Mrs. Robinson. Take care and give my regards to Natalie.”

“I will.”

And with that, the call was over. One item checked off the to-do list. She got up, went into the kitchen, and poured herself a glass of water. Then she looked up at the display on the kitchen clock. The oversized 31 flashed in a cheerful pink, reminding her how much time she had left with her daughter.

My only child

She took another sip and frowned. Staring at the glowing number, she whispered:

“I hate you!”