The Itch Spreads

Florence kept scratching her crotch. Relieving the itch was all she cared about. She did not care she was naked on the beach now, nor did she care she was scratching her bare crotch in full view of the other beach goers.

She sank to her knees in the sand. "Oh god! What's causing this?" she said to herself. Just then, her nipples started to itch. "Fuck! What now?" she reached up with her free hand and started to rub her left nipple then her right then back to her left, but the itching, just like the itching in her crotch, would not go away. "Fuuuck me!"

A small crowd had gathered, and some people were taking photos and filming Florence with their phones, but she was still focused on relieving her itches.