Decline Jenna’s invitation but go to the beach anyways
From Create Your Own Story
Going to the beach is always fun, as long as it’s not with losers such as Jenna and her friends. It’s a great opportunity to show off your sexy body while getting a healthy, brown tan.
Sleeping naked as always you dozily get out of bed and walk over to your wardrobe. You own several bikini sets, although they are all very skimpy and revealing. You just like the different patterns and colors on them. Running through your collection you find a lime green pair, really cute and stylish.
Putting them on in front of the mirror enables you to describe just how beautiful the bikini makes you look. You fat breasts fill out the bikini perfectly, showing a large amount of cleavage while protecting the nipples and supporting the underside of your massive breasts. The green thong that goes with it disappears between your buttocks and barely covers the desired vulva.
Lastly you put on some really large brown beaded bracelets enjoying their shackle like appeal on your wrists.
Pleased and confident in yourself you leave your room and head for the beach.
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Later that day you stand on the beach, enjoying the smooth sand corns below the naked sole of your feet. The sun soars high and there is not a cloud to be seen on the bright blue sky. You stand alone; posing and stretching your slender body while you bathing in the warmth of the sun. Jealous and fixated eyes admire your flawless body in the skimpy bikini. You always love the attention you get on the beach, it feeds and satisfies your demanding ego.
In the distance you see the beach volleyball viewing stands that have been built out of wood just for this championship. The platforms are already filling up. Despite being such a prestigious event most of the crowd consists of teenagers and fit young adults, the usual beach goers. Because of the hot sun and loose attire the atmosphere is quite rowdy, with lots of hollering and whistling.
The game has been oversold so you’re forced to sit very close to the people next to you, practically rubbing your naked flesh up against theirs, not that it’s problematic or anything.
The athletes emerge onto the sandy pitch wearing their revealing swimsuit uniforms that is proudly adorned with their nation’s flags. There are four teams playing for the championships. The reigning champions Brazil, last year’s runner ups America, Sweden, and Japan. They all line up in a line facing the audience. A fat man emerges on the pitch with a microphone in hand so apparently some sort of opening ceremony is about to take place.
You are more interested in the Brazilian and American team captains who are truly two beauties of the sport. They stand next to each other and although they do a very good attempt at hiding it the two women hate each other. You can read it all over their faces; they detest even being near one another. A very hot rivalry with national pride on the line.
