Sun, Sermons, and Special Friends

Megan sighed. She hoped that Alisa would lighten up a little and enjoy herself today. The silver-haired girl looked so cute in her tiny little bikini…Megan knew it was not her usual style, and it went against pretty much all of her moral values, but she couldnâ€t help but hope that her special friend would come around.

As Alisa ran off to the changing area, Megan would follow at a slower pace, playing idly with the tiny baby blue bikini which matched the one her friend was putting on right now. She made her way into a secluded alcove and quickly stripped down, having none of the qualms that her friend did about slipping into such a tiny swimsuit, even giving her exposed backside a little slap as she pulled on the negligible bottoms. She finished at just about the same time as Alisa, and was there to see the religious girl shambling out of the dressing room, face beet-red, looking as if she was about to die from the sheer humiliation of it all. Megan ran over to her, wrapping her arms around Alisaâ€s waist, trying to do something to calm her down.

“Itâ€s alright, Ali,” she whispered. “Just focus on nobody else but me, and everything will be just fine…”

"Eeeeeeek!" Alisa shrieked as Megan grabbed her. Her eyes were already shut more tightly than humanly possible. She was about to struggle when she heard Megan's voice. "Nnnnnn!" She squealed as she buried her face into Megan's neck. "I ... don't... know... ifIcandothis!" She blurted out.

Alisa bit her lip as she shivered against her special friend. "E-Everyone can see my... butt." She the last word as thought iw was dirty. The irony was that their petite breasts were now quite mashed together and anyone who walked by would be getting a much better show than if the two were acting normal.

"C-Can't we just ... uh... crab walk to the beach? Or... carry me or..." Alisa sighed deeply and pulled away. She covered her chest with one arm and slowly opened an eye just to see the throngs of beach goers. "Eeeek!' She shut her eye. "Just... "She said, reached out for Megan's hand. "Lead me to the beach. I'm going to keep my eyes shut!"

Megan had felt the contact between their erect nipples immediately, and the feeling was electric. She wondered if Alisa noticed that their breasts were pressing so tightly together, but, she supposed, the girl was a little out of it right now. She would just keep her arms wrapped around her special friend as the girl ranted, waiting for a chance to try to sooth her once again.

“You can do this,” she said softly, her lips pressed right up against Alisaâ€s ear. “You hear me, Ali? You can do this. Iâ€ll be right here with you the whole time…”

Slowly, she let one hand slide slowly down to Alisaâ€s bare bottom, and patted it reassuringly, while the other took the silver-haired girlâ€s hand as she asked to be led to the beach. “Alright, letâ€s go. And donâ€t worry about your butt, okay? Itâ€s not like they can see anything—just a little bit of soft, naked skin, smooth as a babyâ€s.” She would poke at Alisaâ€s butt teasingly, trying to lighten the mood a bit, as she began to lead the religious girl down towards the beach.

"It is the leap of faith, Megan." Alisa said as she clung tightly to the girl as she let her special friend pull her along. When they finally hit the beach, the hot sand caught her off guard because of her closed eyes and she screeched. "Aiieee!" She said and began to dance. Unfortunately, she was dancing towards the beach and not away from it. "Hot hot hot hot hot hot!" She said. She began to jump up and down.

If Megan was looking, she would get quite the show from the scantily clad girl jumping up and down. But Alisa wasn't as thrilled. When her eyes opened wide, she saw everything but that didn't make the hot beach cool off. She looked around and decided she had a way to solve both her problems. She darted towards the water, her savior. It would cool her and hide her skimpy body. If her shrieking didn't draw attention from the other beach goers while she tried to cover her butt, crotch and boobs with two arms.

Alisa didnâ€t seem to mind it when Megan poked her, but she sure did mind the hot sand. As soon as the religious girl set foot on it, she let out a sharp cry, dancing back and forth from one foot to another for a moment before taking off for the water. Megan was helpless as she was dragged along, trying to step lightly on the baking white sand as Alisa led them towards the water. Megan lost her grip on Alisaâ€s hand at some point, but still followed her cute, scantily-clad silver-haired friend into the water. Once her body sank beneath the surface of the waves, Megan let out a sigh of relief, letting her natural buoyancy take hold and float her gently back up to the surface.

“Do you feel a little better, Ali?” she would ask Alisa, turning her head to see how her special friend was doing after hitting the surf.

Once Alisa was in the water it seemed like all her fears and apprehension melted away. The cool water and the hot sun mingled perfectly. And now she was covered and away from the eyes of all those ogling perverts. She sighed deeply and grinned at Megan.

"I.. I am! The water feels great, even though I cane feel it... everywhere...'" Alisa shivered a bit and then let her head fall into the water a bit as she began blowing bubbles with her lips. She giggled after a bit and then smiled at Megan. "T-Thanks for bringing me out here, Megan. I still don't like all of the things attached to it, but this is really nice and I'm glad to have such a special friend like you."

Meganâ€s face lit up as she heard that Alisa was feeling better now that they were in the water. Megan had hoped that she would—her body was mostly obscured, now, so she could relax a little bit, and hopefully get used to the tiny bikini. “Good!” the brunette sang, clapping her hands together. “And, yeah, I guess it may feel a little funny feeling the water everywhere. But you get used to it. Itâ€s like taking a bath, right? Youâ€re naked then.” She laughed and kicked her legs, swimming slowly away from Alisa, but still keeping her eyes on her special friend.

“Aww,” Megan said with a grin, blushing as Alisa mentioned how great it was to be friends. “Iâ€m so glad that I get to be here with you, too, Ali.”

Then, Megan would submerge herself beneath the waves, swimming underwater to try to keep the silver-haired girl from seeing her approach. Then, she would come up out of the water right underneath Alisa, roaring and gnashing her teeth. “Raaaaaawwr! Shark attack!” she growled. She lunged forward, getting her mouth on her friendâ€s arm, but making sure that the bite was gentle enough not to hurt. “Nom,” she said. Then, she would move her mouth up to Alisaâ€s shoulder, biting down softly again. “Nom.” After the second bite, her mouth would approach Alisaâ€s face, but, just a few inches away, Megan would stop, and would settle for chomping down on the air. “Nom,” she finished, with a giggle, grabbing Alisa and pulling her in for a hug.

Alisa grinned. Everything felt grat now. Out in the ocean with her and Megan. It would be a great and fun day, that was for sure. She then looked away sheepishly. "Uhhh... what if I'm not?" She asked. She then grinned. "No, I am!" She wasn't THAT unusual.

She grinned as Megan blooped under the water and looked around. When Megan didn't come up right away, Alisa stood up and looked around, only to scream when Megan popped up from the water. "Aiiiieeeeee!" She shrieked.

However, when she was "eaten" she couldn't help but start to giggle. Megan's bites were really tickling her and she squirmed and shrieked more playfully with each bite. "Ahaha, s-stop that, Megan!" She said, trying to push Megan away, pressing her hand against Megan's bare flesha nd not realizing that she was doing it until she was pulled into a hug. She squirmed for a few more moments but then hugged back, chuckling before she grinned. "Oh.. Megan..." She whispered.

"Sometimes... I can be a little naughty." She said in a surprisingly devilish tone before she lifted up Megan and dunked her into the ocean, laughing loudly.

Meganâ€s simulated shark attack was a great success, as Alisa seemed quite surprised by the initial appearance of the Megan-shark, and reacted to the gentle biting with a chorus of squeals and giggles. Megan would start laughing, too, as she pulled Alisa in for a hug and felt the silver-haired girl pull the two of them even closer. She blushed as she heard her name whispered by her special friend. “Oh, Ali…” she would whisper back, giving the grinning girl a wink.

Then, unexpectedly, Megan would find herself being picked up by her special friend and dunked into the water. “No! Naaghblrb!” she cried out as she was submerged, thrashing about wildly. When she made it back up to the surface, the impish glow in her eyes was brighter than ever. “You little sneak!” she cried out, pointing a playfully accusatory finger at Alisa, a wide smile on her face as she did so. “Iâ€ll get you for that!” She would charge Alisa, wrapping her arms around the religious girl, trying to bring her down into the water. Once she had done that, Megan would grab onto her friendâ€s bikini bottoms and begin gently tugging the back upwards, giving Alisa a surprising—though hopefully not too uncomfortable—wedgie. “Haha! Wedgie-style revenge! Take that!” Megan sang.

Alisa smiled at her work and even puffed out her nonexistent chest in a moment of unusual pride. But her triumph would be fleeting as Megan tackled her. Alisa squealed and thrashed herself as Megan grabbed hold of her scanty bikini bottoms. Her face immediately turned a deep shade of red as she pleaded with her special friend.

"Ahaha No No No No No! M-Megan, what are you Aiiiieeeee!" She screeched loudly like she had really been bitten by a shark. Feeling the string ride up into her crevices was too much as she thrashed. "Aghaaa! Megan Stop! It's.. It's already so far... up... THERE!" She said as she kicked and flailed and did anything to try and alleviate some pressure. And then as she threw herself forward she felt the string leave her nether regions. She was relieved that she had freed herself from the wedgie until she realized just HOW free she really was. She could feel the ocean's currents in every part of her body because, as she slowly and fearfully turned around, she saw that Megan was now holding on exclusively to her bottoms. That could only mean one thing.

For some reason, Alisa's first instinct was to cover her chest with her arms and dunk herself into the ocean so that she was visible only from the eyes up, bubbles sputtering in front of her from where she was breathing from her nose.