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Chapter 9 by ldnldn ldnldn

What do you do?

Inspect the huts

The cabins are close to the edge of the beach and the forest. You can pretty much go next to them without leaving the cover of nature. There is a row of small, wooden huts that gives privacy to anyone looking to change.

You go prone, both to hide, since the vegetation isn´t as dense as you´d like, and to see if anyone´s using the cubicles. The wet mud of the floor clings to your exposed skin, and you shiver.

All but one of the cabins are empty. There is a pair of dainty feet with polished toes standing next to a bag of clothes. Outside the cubicle is another set of legs, smaller, maybe belonging to a kid?

There are no towels or anything like that in the vicinity. The only clothes are those that lay inside the hut with the woman. You could try and steal them for your own, but could you do that? Leave a poor stranger stuck in the same situation as you? What to do?

“Eeeeeep! Come back here!” The woman´s shrill scream snaps you back to reality. From your limited vantage point, you can see that the kid stole the clothes from the opening underneath the cabin.

Huh, someone made their choice before you did. The opportunity is now lost forever… Wait… You spot your jacket among the stolen garments! So that´s where Sabrina put it, and now that brat is leaving with your clothes!

The snotty kid goes straight back to the town and disappears from your sight before you can even think about pursuing him. The woman is a bit faster as she exits the stall to try and give chase.

As soon as she sets one foot outside, someone whistles at her, and she mouses back inside with an adorable squeal.

Seems like she didn´t manage to put on her swimsuit in time; the poor woman is as naked as Sabrina left you, except… You think spot something near the hut, a garment of some kind.

You double-check that the coast is clear and then tiptoe into the open. The sticky mud of the forest is replaced by the warmth of the sand under your feet. Hiding behind one of the changing stalls, you peek out in front of you.

There, you see it! The boy did drop something; white bikini bottoms resting on the sand next to the occupied changing hut. However, you are not the only one who noticed. An arm stretching out to try and grab it from the opening under the cabin. Seems like you both want the top, what will you do?

What's next?

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