Go find some bikini girls

"No, that sounds boring. Let's find some bikini girls."

"Sure, whatever you say!"

It's not too long before you come across a public beach, just outside a small town, with dozens of people frolicking in the crystal-blue water and others relaxing on the hot white sand. It's a beautiful sunny day, perfect beach weather, and the locals seem to be taking advantage of it.

You take a moment to change into flower-print swim shorts, and **** Daisy into a pink bikini. She grumbles a bit about it, but you figure your pranks will be funnier if your target's the only naked girl around. You stroll onto the beach, looking like just another tourist, scanning for likely targets. You spot a few.

A gorgeous black girl with a cloud of dark frizzy hair, curvy hips and tits the size of coconuts is lying on a deckchair, sunning herself in a lime green bikini. She's reading a paperback novel about pirates and sipping from a coconut full of tropical punch.

A petite elven redhead in a blue one-piece is splashing about in the waves, her long legs flashing, her small breasts bouncing, her pert pale bottom twitching attractively back and forth. Her long wet hair cascades down her back, sticking to her swimsuit.

A buxom blonde with a wide smile, in a bikini of pure white, is paddling in the shallows. She's got a perfect model figure, her legs long and her tits perky. She dives into the water and does a handstand, legs kicking in the air, as some boys watch appreciatively from the beach.

"I'm bored," Daisy pipes up, plucking at her bikini. "Can we make somebody naked yet?"

"Of course we can, Daisy. Of course we can."