"You ready to go in?" Stacy asked, standing at the edge of the lake. You gulped nervously, looking down from her tan shoulder. The water washed gently against your gargantuan sister's feet, not even seeming to bother her. However, what barely reached the tops of her toes would've been waist-deep to you. The lake to you was an ocean. She noticed your anxious looks. "Don't worry. I won't go that deep."
"What you think is deep and I think is deep are two very different deep's" You said under your breath as she began to wade into the lake. The skin beneath you quaked as she shivered, the cool water crashing against her thighs. Stacy kept going until the gentle waves were up to her waist.
"See. Not so bad." She grinned as she plucked you off her shoulder. Ignoring you tiny protests, she let you fall into the rippling water. You paddled frantically, resurfacing quickly. After a number of impromptu plunges in the bathtub, you had become a decent swimmer. You floated in the water, gazing up at your smirking sister. "Not gonna lie, you look really cute down there."
You watched her enormous hand reach down to scoop you up back up. Just as it was about to reach you, you noticed a rapidly growing shadow on the water. You looked up in confusion, just in time to see a blimp-sized football hurtling toward you. It crashed into the surface, barely missing you. The force of its impact launched you out of the water. You heard a distant shriek, no doubt Stacy, as your near-weightless form sailed through the air. You smacked painfully back into the water. Partially flattened, you limply drift back to the still surface.
As you floated there helplessly, you felt ripples shift around you. You looked down to see a titanic form in the depth beneath you. The water swells beneath you. Who ever it was was about to come up for a breath. Dreading what was about to come next, you tried to swim away to no avail. The giant exploded from the deep, an impossibly long mass of dark hair appearing first. What looked like thousands of gallons of water cascaded down the emerging torso. A bright red one-peice swimsuit displayed a modest amount deeply tanned cleavage. A generous oval was cut from the stomach, displaying a firm abdomen. You peered up the sheer cliff-face of a belly, trying to see the behemoth's face.
******
Isabella frowned. She'd been looking for her bracelet for almost twenty minutes. She kicked herself for going swimming with it on. The Brazilian tourist was ready to give up, starting to wade back to the shore.
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