Renamon blushed slightly as she picked up the soggy pair of shorts, but at the same time she couldn't help but chuckle slightly. The idea of a male so private about his, well, privates and then loosing them on the beach was just humorous to her.
Unfolding them properly, she could see they were a extra large blue colored pair with flame accents along the seams and the hem of the legs. On a whim she held them up to her own middle and found that, even with her muscular hips, the pair would have been quite large on her. its such a strange thought that she would think of wearing them that she wonders if she should. There's no one around on the beach and she could have gone without, but something about the absurdity of wearing a gigantic pare of men's swimwear was humorous to her.
So, lowering the shorts and opening the top, she eased one leg in after the other, getting a little chill up her spine as the wet pants wrapped around her legs. Tucking her tail through a small hole in the back, she gave one last pull and felt the pants now wrapped around her hips.
The pants were too loose though, so Renamon felt for the drawstrings in front. Giving them a light tug, she quickly tied them in a bow knot. The paints felt a little more snug, but not enough. Still, she'd fix it lather she decided. having wet pants like this was a nice excuse to stretch out in the sand and let them dry in the warm sun for a bit. So she did so, relaxing on the warm beach and in almost no time at all, she was fast asleep.
The pants she was wearing though, were far from normal. And as she slept, changes began to occur.
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