The Balloon Shark Girl - WIP - 8/1/20 (Patreon)

        Placing his suitcase down, Coca took a moment to appreciate the house he had just arrived in. It looked completely brand-new, a spacious living room, a large TV, a soft fluffy rug, and a shiny white paint job on the walls and ceilings. It looked exactly like those houses you'd see vlogger's recording in, places that looked so expensive and fancy. It was even better than he could imagine. But of course, he hadn't come for the big screen TV, or the massive king sized bed. Placing his suitcase next to the couch, he stripped down to his swim trunks. Showing off his light brownish skin, and stroking back his short black hair, he made his way to the back door and into the backyard. After his eyes adjusted to the sunlight, he was met with an unexpected site unexpected site. 

        The pool was much bigger than he initially thought, and was almost as big as an actual public pool. The water was clear, and everything was clean and tidy, but what Coca found strange was the plethora of pool toys spread throughout the area. Beach balls, floaty’s, inflatable animals, rafts, and other things, it looked like a large family had left them there. In fact, there was more than enough toys to have a massive party if he wanted. As he looked around some more, he saw that there were other deflated pool toys stuffed away in open plastic bins placed against the house, folded up neatly for future use. While he was distracted, one of the beach balls rolled up to his feet, pushing against his leg as he kneeled down to pick it up. It didn't feel like a plastic or vinyl as he rubbed the material between his hands, rather if felt more like soft rubber, as if he had just picked up a balloon. When Coco took a second look at the other inflatables around the pool, he realized that they were a lot more glossy and reflected then normal pool toys, probably because they were made of rubber as well. “Huh…” Coco was puzzled, but didn't think much of it.

        Throwing it back into the pool, he walked around some more to check out his fancy new vacation home. The backyard was surrounded by cement walls with porcelain tiles, giving the backyard bit of privacy and seclusion. There were a few comfy looking inflatable chairs beside the house, and even a small jacuzzi on the far side of the pool. But what caught his interest was what's small but cozy looking shed to the left of the backyard next to the house. Pushing aside some of the pool toys on the way, he curiously walked over to the small shack and opened the doors. Inside of the shed was another box of pool toys, a rumpled pile of vinyl tarps, and two racks of women's swimwear. There were at least three bikinis hanging on it, but most of them were one-piece sets. Coco honestly couldn't help but blush, seeing all the different styles of swimsuits. Some more modest and fashionable, and some looked surprisingly sexy, from turtlenecks to strapless designs. 

         "Are these here for guests?” he asked himself, hesitantly reaching out has he placed hand on a purple one-piece, tugging it out to get a better look. “There are so many. But why only women's swimwear?" feeling the fabric in his hands, it felt incredibly elastic and silky, a lot more than regular Lycra or spandex. But then, he noticed a more shiny looking piece of swimwear right next to the one he was holding, almost glistening in the light like it was wet. Sliding the purple swimwear aside, he was surprised to see a black rubber one-piece, one with a neck high design and a vertical slit on the bust-line. But before he can make anything of it, he heard the doorbell ringing. Coming to his senses, he immediately walked out of the shed awkwardly as he blessed with embarrassment. Though all he did was look, he almost felt guilty for ogling the swimwear, feeling as if he had seen something he wasn't supposed to.

        “Those swimsuits must be super expensive. But, was that a latex one in there too?” he asked himself, letting out a nervous sigh as he slipped his shirt back on. “There must have been a party here before I rented this house.” Making his way through the house, he opened the front door only to find a large package on the front steps, addressed with his name on it. With a curious look on his face, he looked around but couldn't even see a mail truck driving away. “Huh…” puzzled, he looked back down at the package, confirming that his name was indeed written on the front, but also addressed to the house he was standing in. Picking it up and bringing it into the house, Coco just stared the package, triple checking in to make sure it really his name on the front.

        "I told my friends I'd be going away for a couple of days, but I never told them where I'd be. Who sent this?” Coco thought to himself. Placing the package down onto the floor of the living room, he was about to take his shirt off and return to the pool, but his curiosity wouldn't let him. The package was pretty big, and he could only imagine what was inside of it. It was pretty exciting, like finding a present under the tree on Christmas morning. But what intrigued him most was where it had come from, wanting to know who had sent him such a large package. Not even bothering to get scissors, the young man ripped the cardboard off with his bare hands, pulling at tape and tearing it open to find a translucent plastic sack inside. Turning the package upside down, the sack plopped onto the floor in front of the couch.