Megan makes Isabel come out of the water.

(Originally written by 'Bluefish')

Megan was watching her face closely, obviously eager to see her reaction. "Come out of the water," she drawled. "And you know what? Keep your hands in the air."

Isabel gasped. "I can't do that! I - I'm not wearing a shirt! People would see-"

"-see your tits? Uh, yeah, kind of the point, Isabel." Megan walked backwards out of the water and onto the beach, beckoning to Isabel. "Don't you get it yet? This is ****. You dragged me out of my tent naked in public. Now I'm settling the score. Come out of the water and keep your hands in the air - don't even think about covering up."

"But...but..." Isabel stayed put. "I didn't do it on purpose! And I didn't stop you from covering up!"

"What can I say? Payback's a bitch. Now do it - I'm not going to tell you again."

Candy whispered into Isabel's ear again. "You heard the lady, sweetie. Better do what she says - because if you don't, I'm just going to strip these riiiight off you." To emphasize her point, she pulled the back of Isabel's bottoms down about another half-inch, exposing more of her ass.

Left with ****, Isabel hung her head, raised her hands, and slowly moved forwards out of the water and onto the sandy beach. Candy stayed behind her the whole way, not releasing her grip on Isabel's now-hostage bikini bottoms. Isabel now stood on the beach, with half of her rear exposed and her breasts completely bare. She was already shivering with embarrassment, and it took every ounce of willpower she had to not cover her nudity. Her only solace was that so far, no one was looking in their direction, but on the crowded beach that could change at any moment.

Megan wasn't even bothering to hide her enjoyment of the situation. "See, Isabel? Not so funny now, is it?"

"I don't know, I think it's pretty funny," said Candy with a dry chuckle.

"Please, Megan," Isabel begged. "I did what you said, just let me have something to wear now."