It's a pink bikini.

Pulling out the new swimsuit I can't help but giggle, instead of the gray swim trunks I ordered I'm holding a bright pink woman's swimsuit.

Sam: "What am I even supposed to do with this it's not like I can wear this to the beach...right?" I say out loud. Laughing to myself I try to think about what to actually wear to the beach but I can't help but think back to the pink bikini. It's not like I can wear this to the beach, I might be smaller than average but there's no way that it wouldn't show at least a small bulge. Besides it's still in its plastic packaging if I open it up there's no way I could get a refund. Walking to the bathroom with the swimsuit I set it down by the sink closing the door behind me. I don't bother to lock it however since nobody's here besides me. Stepping in front of my mirror I look at myself and think of what I'm gonna do next, if I'm really gonna ruin my chance at a refund over some mild curiosity. Even with this little inner pep talk it doesn't stop me from stripping butt naked and ripping open the package. Considering that this was probably meant for someone else it was a bit tight putting on the bottoms with the back of it being eaten up by my ass and the front encasing my tiny bulge. Tying the bikini top around back it covers my nipples but not a lot more. Staring at the mirror I can hardly keep myself from blushing. I've never been what you would describe as masculine but with the pink bikini on the only thing that would clue you in that I'm a guy is the tiny easy to miss bulge in the front of the bikini bottoms. But it's not like I can go out in this I'd look like a pervert if I got caught, besides I'm meeting up with Rosa how would I explain why I'm in a girly swimsuit.