Fuu wakes up topless on the beach!

Fuu’s eyes cracked open some time later to the sound of a long, shrill bird call. She blinked slowly, then rolled over to get comfortable and froze.

All of a sudden she was incredibly aware of the sunlight painting her body. She could feel it turning the top of her black hair red hot and radiating down onto her shoulders and stretched out legs. And she could feel it on her breasts.

Her bare breasts.

Fuu sat up slowly and brought her hands up to cover her chest as calmly as possible.

The shrill cry came again, and this time, Fuu spotted the source as a group of men in their early twenties standing only a short distance away as they brazenly ogled her and Liv. One of them, a broad, slightly pudgy young man with curly red hair met her gaze without hesitation. His eyes held hers for a long second, before his mouth twisted up in a smirk and his focus flickered down to her supple breasts, only partially hidden behind her cupping fingers.

“Thanks for the show, love,” he called out. A few whoops and whistles from the rest of the group joined him. “Let us know if you’ll be doing another!”

When Fuu offered no response other than a silent stare, he turned and started to lead the group away though Fuu noticed several of them splitting off to settle in at other places around the beach where they could still peep on the two Bravos.

Her hand reached out to feel for her bikini top, but only pressed into hot sand. When Fuu turned to investigate, the light blue fabric was nowhere to be seen.

“Liv,” Fuu whispered.

“Yeah, yeah. Would you just ignore them already?” Liv groaned almost as if she was hungover. The busty redhead was also topless, but unlike Fuu she didn’t even have the modesty of laying on her back to protect heavy tits from the gawking stares of the rest of the beach. And rather than trying (and failing) to cover them up like Fuu was doing, she was just laying there--utterly relaxed if her even breathing and reclined pose were to be believed.

“Are you--” Fuu started, then paused to collect herself. She still felt a level of lingering unease from before and she willed it to fade from her mind. Arms still over her chest, Fuu laid back down on her side, turning to face Liv. “What happened?”

“You gonna do that all day?” Liv asked. Fuu could see an eyebrow cocked behind her glasses.

“I… what?” Fuu said.

“I said ‘Are you gonna do that all day?’” Liv repeated, dry. “The shy girl act.”

“I’m still not sure if I understand,” Fuu said, though her body was already starting to respond a bit to Liv’s words. Her chest stayed covered, but her shoulders rolled back, and her legs uncrossed until she was halfway between Liv’s reclining comfort and her own twist of surprise.

“It’s a beach, Fuu,” finally, Liv pulled herself up. Legs raised in front of her, she pulled off her glasses and folded them in her hands then turned to stare down at Fuu. She raised her head in a lazy, annoyed gesture and Fuu took her meaning, glancing around. “You see anyone else freaking out about not wearing enough clothes on a beach?”

Fuu took in the scene. No one else seemed worried, as far as she could tell. Or, if there were, they were doing a very good job of hiding it. Although, while a few swimsuits were close to being as daring as Emmaline’s, only a handful of other women were actually topless.

“I… suppose not,” Fuu finally answered. When her hands finally fell away, it looked like the easiest, most casual thing in the world. Though that didn’t stop the rush of heat that turned her cheeks red when a man down the beach gave an appreciative whistle.

{LNI} flipped him off, then sighed and settled back down onto her towel.

“Have you ever actually gone sunbathing before, Fuu?” Liv asked.

“I… have not,” Fuu admitted. She fell back, mimicking Fuu’s pose, though not so much that it would be obvious. The other woman reclined with her legs bent and her ankles crossed, fingers knitted together behind an orange ponytail. Her heavy breasts fell on either side of her chest, like plump pillows, bare, brasen, and inviting. Fuu could just imagine what it would be like to sink her fingers into them and knead the supple flesh.

Fuu, by contrast, lay more flat than Liv. Her own more modest chest still perked up fully, though, and she imagined that the stiff points of her nipples were no less inviting than Liv’s own. Her arms and legs rested at her side, leaving her body a symmetrical picture of peace which, little by little, began to carry over to her mind as well.

“What, they didn’t have sunlight back at the…?” Liv trailed off.

“At the monastery,” Fuu supplied. “It was just a bit too strict for that sort of thing. I couldn’t imagine the sisters giving us hours of free time to just lay around and soak up sunlight.” then in a stern, matronly voice, “‘If you have time to nap, you have time to train!’”

“Sounds shitty,” Liv said. Fuu just shrugged, the small motion making her bare breasts bounce and jiggle more than she might have liked. Especially given the way that bounce seemed to pull stares to them from all across the beach. “I couldn’t put up with that. I woulda bailed, first chance.”

“Perhaps,” Fuu agreed.

“I guess you did too, though, huh?” Liv had turned on her side to face Fuu, her breasts squeezing together between them under their own sheer weight. “And that’s why you’re with us?”

“Not exactly,” Fuu said. She couldn’t see Liv’s expression behind those dark glasses, but the other woman’s lips were pressed into a thin line.

A long moment passed as the two just stared at each other in silence. Eventually it was interrupted by a yell from down the beach. “Just kiss already!”

“Well?” Liv asked, ignoring the man.

“Well what?”

“Well you’re always so cagey with this shit,” Liv said. “It’s always ‘I grew up in a monastery,’ then you skip right to now. And when someone tries to press… you just divert it, or stare silently.”

Again, Liv paused, and the returning silence only cemented her point.

“I’m hardly the only one.”

“Sure,” Liv said. She shook her head, then rolled backwards. Her breasts rocked back and forth on her chest from the momentum, like ships rolling with a wave. “Everyone knows about Emmaline’s baggage with her folks and Liv’s eldritch mase stuff, but you’re our leader Fuu. Maybe the rest are just following your example.”

Again, Fuu answered only with silence.

“Fuck it,”Liv sighed. “No one’s paying me to interrogate you. I’m gonna get a tan.”

With that, she rolled over until she was laying on her stomach with her back practically glowing in the sunlight and fell completely silent.

After a moment, Fuu followed suit. She couldn’t stop strangers from gawking at her butt, but at least she still had a swimsuit on down there. It beat having her bare breasts ogled constantly, at least.