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Chapter 7 by grandeweasel grandeweasel

What's next?

Animate her top

The girl gives a start and drops her book as she feels a squeeze on her breasts. It almost feels like somebody snuck up and gave her a honk, but a glance down shows her that it's her own bikini top. With a wiggle and a jerk, the top springs off her body, leaving a stunning set of knockers to bounce about unfettered.

The top scurries down her body, using its straps as a set of legs. She does her best to hold her generous endowment back with one arm as she springs after it. It hits the sand running, leaving her to stumble over her feet and land nipple-first on the beach.

"Look!" someone shouts. "That girl's topless!"

A crowd is already gathering as the top starts to burrow into the sand. With a groan of infuriated embarrassment, she makes an effort to dig it out one-handed before it re-emerges right behind her, goosing her in the butt as it takes off into the air, flapping its cups like a pair of butterfly wings.

"What do you think is giving the beach a better show?" you ask Daisy. "A topless bikini girl bent over in the sand, trying to dig out her burrowing top, or a topless bikini girl hopping up and down, trying to catch her flying top?"

"Give 'em a good mix, honey," says Daisy. "It's all good!"

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