yes

You step out into the bright sun, scared to **** that you're out in the open wearing practically nothing. You realize you're back in control, you step back in the tent only to get pushed back out again. So staying in the tent was a no go obviously.

Instead of bothering with any of the other beach goers, you walk to find a secluded spot. This was harder than it sounded, as the beach was rather busy today. As you walk your cute little butt jiggled around in that tight little bottom. Your chest moved about a little with each step. You wonder to yourself why girls even want to wear one of these things.

Finally, you find a modestly quiet spot, and lay down on your back. The warm sand feels so soft against your smooth skin, and the sun feels very bright to your body's paleness. You were a goth/emo girl after all. You're about to get comfortable when suddenly your body springs up, completely against your will. You try to resist, but your body just starts walking. You feel that you have a slight wedgie, but you cannot fix it. As you walk you can feel the motion of your legs start to change. You go from walking normally, to sticking your chest out and swaying your hips. You have no idea why you are doing this, but you do feel a very strange feeling. A flirty smile, against your will, appears on your face, but you still don't know why you're walking.

Finally, you spot a group of young muscular men. You can spot about 3 of them and you must say, they are guys a teenage girl would find hot.

You sway up to where the three men are standing at. You walk up a flirty and try to act as seductive as possible.

"Hey guys." You say in a sweet feminine tone. Your arms are crossed under your top, trying to perk your chest up, as you back leg is slightly crossed behind your front. You could only imagine how you looked right now, horrified as to what might come next.

The three men take a look at you as you try to put as much sex appeal as possible into your slender form, then look at each other. One starts laughing and the others follow suit, and you find yourself blushing madly. "Listen sweetie," the first says condescendingly, "you're cute and all, but... come back when puberty hits. I mean, what are you, like 12? Go run along and play, okay?" This causes the other two to break out into obnoxious, derisive guffaws. They're pointing and laughing at your bright red face and you can feel tears welling up in your eyes despite yourself. **** for an exit from the situation, you run off with no real destination in mind. Somehow you end up right in Tina's strangely comforting arms. She strokes your long, dark hair and coos nice things in an attempt to stop your crying. "There, there," she whispers, "there, there. Boys can be so mean, can't they? Well don't you worry, there will be consequences for this, oh yes." She smirks.