What's next?

Water way to go

Susan pulled her head upwards, and grunted as she brushed leaves from her brown hair. She stood up, surrounded by the mocking laughter of the trees. Despite the ridiculousness of hiding herself from trees of all things, Susan adopted her now all-too-familiar posture of one arm over her full breasts and the other hand clasped to her crotch, and hurried through the forest, her wide backside jiggling as she went. Somewhere along the way she had lost her other shoe, as well as her tattered stockings, leaving her without a stitch on her pale body.

After a while the trees began to thin and suddenly Susan jogged out into sunlight, on the edge of a field with a clear river running through it.

Leaving the amused foliage behind, Susan decided the only thing to do was to keep walking and hope to find a way back to her own land. So she began to pad across the grass.

"What are you?" Came a voice.

"Who was that?" Susan looked all around her, and saw no one. "Not again!"

"Strange pink thing, plump and cute."

"Plump!" Susan gasped indignantly. Admittedly her bottom was a bit larger than she liked and her breasts were well-rounded, but calling her plump was a bit too much. The word made sense, however, when a section of the river rose up before her and formed the shape of a willowy girl made of water.

"How did you come here, little pink thing?" The water spirit asked.

"I don’t even know." Susan sighed. "I'd like to find my way back, though. Hey, water goes everywhere- have you seen a way to get to... another world?"

"I see all sorts of worlds." The river girl replied, "We can play, and I'll show them to you."

"Play?" Susan queried, but suddenly the water engulfed her, pulling her into the river and sweeping her away.