Two Eevees. One in his usual brown coloration, one adopting the silver "shiny" coloration. Both of them stood before an Espeon cloaked in mage robes, made from silk in white and purple. Compared to their officiator, neither of the Eevees adorned anything, their lush fur fully bared. A few pieces of clothing laid in a pile on the ground, with a magical circle drawn around them.
The Espeon held a scroll in her hands. She slowly read the text, enunciating every phoneme; the Eevees' ears picked up a few recognizable words in the midst of the otherworldly incantations. Candles placed around the circle began to light up, filling the study — now a makeshift ritual chamber — with some mysterious lavender mist. Licks of flame quickly jumped onto the sacrificed fabric, slowly turning cotton into ash.
Vee and Rada held hands, closed their eyes, and smiled. They had drafted the contract. They had pored over every word and sentence. They made sure it meant exactly what it said. Weisse was happy to help: days ago to point out some issues she found, and today to formalize this pledge with a spell.
The mist deepened. Tables and bookshelves were lost in the purple mist. There were nothing else other than the Eevee pair, the Espeon, and the flame that roared as it continued to consume the textile fibers. One of Vee's hands held Rada's in a tight grip; the other balled into a fist. His mind reminisced on the events that led to this day.
It was ultimately Vee's idea, and Vee's fetish. Furs in Inity had a natural coating, and many of them were outright null or otherwise hid all signs of intimate organs. As such, clothes weren't strictly necessary: shirtless, bottomless, and even unclad furs barely got a side glance. He himself had gone starkers for several weeks straight by now. But formalizing it with a magical contract? That sent shivers down his spine.
Two weeks ago, Vee proposed the idea to Rada and Weisse. He was met by amused looks, but they were supportive. Weisse was more than happy to oblige and support one of her most gifted students. As long as it didn't interfere with his research, there was little that she wouldn't do. Rada was curious and had an open mind. While being nude wasn't exactly a kink for him, he didn't feel the need of modesty and covering up in the first place. He ended up joining his friend in the pursuit of this plan.
Vee, in turn, was surprised when the Espeon shared her knowledge of an otherworldly patron. Gimina, a god of nature, who also expressed a side of nudism and exhibitionism. The trio quickly came together to an idea: a trade offer to be proposed to this god. In exchange for giving up Vee's and Rada's rights of wearing clothes, they would be blessed with protection against the elements. They would remain adventurers, and they would even be able to explore more effectively, now that mere weather wouldn't hinder them.
Over the next few days, the trio continued to work on the specifics of the contract. Weisse even managed to contact the god, who suggested certain clauses to be included in the pact. Ultimately, they arrived at the exact wording they wanted, and Weisse began to etch the magical words onto a scroll. And finally, once everything was ready, Weisse brought the Eevee pair together into this study, now a ritual chamber.
The clauses flashed in their minds at once. Protection against the natural elements. Common, mortal weather would never hurt them again. Resistance to intense heat and numbing cold. A mild wave of magic surrounding them that would ensure they would not be arrested or otherwise inconvenienced by their look.
In exchange, a lifetime service of never wearing clothes again. Not all clothes were forbidden — accessories like hats, belts, and bags were acceptable, but nothing that would provide a substantial covering. Anything deemed unacceptable would feel incredibly itchy when worn, enough to virtually render them unproductive. They would not dare ever face this punishment.
No embarrassment of their new, nude state, either. Once the pact was sealed, they would be Gimina's disciples. They would have to be proud of their bare bodies — and they were sure they would be. They were not required to spread this teaching, but if anyone was curious enough, they were to help them embrace their liberated self.
The last word of the incantation was spoken, and so Weisse instructed the pair to open their eyes. The pile of clothes in the center had been completely reduced to ash. Instead of a raging fire, there were geometric figures floating above them, glowing in the midst of the mist. As the shapes brightened up, beams of pure light took aim at the two, enveloping them with a flash. It did not hurt in the slightest, but they felt the surging wave of magic washing over them. The geas spell took effect, binding them to the pact they themselves devised.
As they entered into this contract willingly, the spell would last indefinitely. There was no termination clause entered in the contract, and so only the god herself would be able to break this pact. The Eevee pair sure hoped they would never have to ask for that.
A mark appeared on each Eevee's lower belly, just above their respective featureless crotches, reminiscent of a branding. The prominent, everlasting etching of Gimina's sign would be the only thing they would ever wear again, and they would proudly bear it.