Bimbo Beach [Early Access] (Patreon)

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After a clumsy hike through dense tropical brush, she finally burst through the claustrophobic mass of green. She stood on a long stretch of golden sand, waves softly lapping up the shore with a warm, gentle breeze. As beautiful as the beach was, there wasn't a soul in sight- she would have imagined this to be a prime location for swarms of tourists, it looked like the ideal of travel advertising made reality. 

Taken aback by the surreal wonder of it all, Sarah was powerless but to drop her bags and dumbly walk into the inviting surf. The bubbly churn broke soft and warm against her skin, and in long neglected childish glee- she played in the rolling surf in an honest, carefree joy.

She couldn't believe how good she felt, all the worries of work and life back in the city were so small- how could she have magnified such meaningless busywork to hold such clout in her mind? She was so shy and alone back home, ashamed of her slim figure, but looking now, she obviously had been overzealous in her self-critique. How could she have thought these DD's were small? They barely fit in her top! Why did she buy such a small bikini? Her wide hips and bottom felt about to snap through her bottom-piece.. now that she thinks about it, her top is really tight. It wasn't binding this bad in the store, but now her EE tits would surely snap her straining bikini if she rolled her shoulders back. It must be something in the water making her clothes shrink.. she did buy the bikini inland, maybe she was ripped off. Almost to confirm her suspicions, her 'shrinking' top finally snapped off, dropping two comically large breasts in the sand.

In a brief self reflection, she felt peculiar about how unconcerned she was about her sudden public nudity, and the impending complete nudity as her bottom was flaring around the straps of the remaining bikini.. then, with profound clarity- she realized the absurdity of her concerns. So what if someone sees my beautiful body on this beautiful beach? It would make their day! She almost laughed aloud at how relieved she felt, unburdened by all the pesky concerns that had weighed her down before. With some awkward maneuvering under two beach-balls of breast flesh, she rose from her play on the shore, and dove into the surf.