Far away as she was, you knew the sunbather was probably your best option. The younger girls were closer but you weren't exactly comfortable with your fate being left in the hands of little kids. They would've little kids, anyway. You might’ve picked the lifeguard but she was even farther away. With the sun beating down, it would have been an even longer trek across what was to you a vast desert.
You felt downright puny as you trudged through the fibers of your own beach towel. It was a struggle just to get to the sand. Your bottle of sunscreen towered in the distance like a small office building. You were thankful for the lotion it contained, which was protecting you from the sunburn of a lifetime.
The journey across the sand was a nightmare. It shifted and sunk under your feet, nearly swallowing your entire lower body a few times. You were baked by the sun’s oppressive rays. It had been hot before but at your new size you might as well have been in an oven. To make matters worse, you’d occasionally cross paths with a colossal beach-goer. They lumbered by, never once noticing your minute presence at their toes. Their mammoth stomps almost buried you in a shower of white gravel. All things considered, you were lucky not to have ended up flattened in a giant footprint.
You were exhausted by the time you reached the edge of the girl’s towel. Up close, the surreal landscape of her body was jaw-dropping. Having approached from her side, you were directly across from the bottom of her white bikini. It stood out against a warm complexion. Her light brown skin seemed stretch endlessly in either direction. It was hard not to stare. The sunbather formed a wall of latte-colored flesh, glistening with a mixture of sweat and sunscreen.
You could just make out her face as you glanced far to your right. It was framed by a voluminous cloud of dark hair. Her eyes were closed, giving her a relaxed air. Her humongous torso heaved with every tranquil breath. She seemed entirely at peace. Hopefully she would be too mad at you for interrupting...
1. You head for her top. If you can make it up her chest, you'll be able to reach her face and get her attention.
2. You go for a safer (and less awkward) option, climbing into her hand. If you're felt, it'll essentially be an elevator to her eyes.
3. Before you can decide, she rolls onto her stomach! You end up trapped under her belly button.
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