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Chapter 18 by username55 username55

What was it about that group that made you blush?

They were all clothed! You left the clothing-optional part of the beach.

Dozens upon dozens of people were staring shocked at your nude form and the nude form of Zoe. Both of you were catatonic they got a perfect view of your three inch erection and Zoe's breasts and pussy.

You looked back and in the distance you could barely see a sign that said, "Beyond this point, you may encounter nude bathers."

This confirmed it. You and Zoe were now standing in the middle of a textile beach. Naked. Every inch of your bodies was being ogled by people in swimsuits. As you tried to think of a way out of this, you felt one of your hands start to shake.

It was the hand currently gripping Zoe's hand. You looked at her and she was shivering. Most of her body was red as she looked out into the crowd like a deer in the headlights. Yet, despite her obviously intense embarrassment, her other hand was by her side.

You could see her other hand moving, like she was forcing herself to not cover up with it. This chubby bunny of a woman looked like she was hyperventilating as she stood next to you.

You then heard comments about both your bodies. None of them flattering.

"Awww, look at the wittle penis."

"It's like a baby carrot!"

"Poor girl. That wittle thing must feel like a mosquito bite."

"Did he lose his cock in the water!?"

"Pffft. She's so pale!"

"With a body like that, I'm surprised anyone else on the beach could get a tan!"

"She might be chunky, but eh...if I was drunk..."

"Somebody get that whale back in the ocean!"

Laughter rang out as these mean individuals mocked every imperfection on both of your bodies. This was utterly humiliating to you, but then you heard something.

A quiet sob.

It was Zoe, burying her face into your shoulder. You looked and saw that her face was still bright red. But now it was soaked in tears. It was a look that was familiar to you back in your bullying days.

It used to give you a perverted sense of joy. But now?

It made you feel horrible.

It made you feel guilty.

But most of all...it made you furious.

You turned to the crowd and gave them what for.

Question is: What will you say or do to them?

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