Wait a minute...

As the warmth of sun and sand breathe life back into your extremities, you can help but notice one extremity that is also included in that summation.

'Wait a minute...' You glance down in horror and see that you are not wearing your trunks anymore. 'Ffffuck!?' You quickly scramble to cover your exposed penis from the crowd of onlookers. A few chuckle at your reaction, some standing comfortably naked themselves. "Where are my trunks!" You look to Kala for help.

"Sorry, they must have gotten lost in the waves." Kala giggles, giving you a long look down south as you try to cover yourself. "There's no point at hiding it now. I already got a good look at it, carrying you up the beach."

'Oh-my-god...' You panic, living out one of your high school nightmares.

"Don't worry I thought it was cute." Kala twists the knife deeper.

'OH-MY-GOD!' You repeat internally as another of your phobias is triggered. "I've got to go! I'll see you later." You splutter hastily and jump to your feet.

"Message me!" Kala's eager voice calls out from behind as you sprint back towards your hotel. A cacophony of whistling, catcalling and laughter follows shortly after.