Dizziness swept over Carlos, and he raised a hand to his forehead as the world spun around him. Closing his eyes against the giddy world, he opened his eyes when he had fought that unsteadiness down.
However, there was a new worry as he opened his eyes. He felt exposed, too much skin bared, and not the right stuff either. The gentle rocking and the sound of the ocean lapping nearby told him he was on the boat. But, too much was jarring. Alarm bells ringing to alert him to something that was very... very wrong.
Opening his eyes the worries fell into place. He was wearing a bikini. Worse, filling it in all the right place, and none of the wrong ones. Carlos was a bikini clad beauty and her hips felt a mile wide, her ass felt like it was more exposed than covered, and her tits...
She had tits!?!, and a bikini top was all she had to contain them!
Deperately hoping it was just disorientation that made everything feel exaggerated, she hoped her ass wasn't as massive as it felt. Maybe it was just the difference that made everything feel too... just too much... everything!
A different dizziness leapt up to grasp Carla. The transom between her legs was oddly satisfying, as she rocked automatically back and forth. An instinct she didn't want to recognise guiding her behaviour. But, as she looked around. A man appeared at her shoulder. Seeing her distress, he calmed her with a deep passionate kiss.
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