Washed up

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"Ugh, what happened?" I murmur as I awake. My entire body is riddled with pain, and I can barely move my limbs. I slowly open my eyes and realize I'm staring up at the sun. I can hear my eyelids begging to stay closed, but I them open anyway. I slowly begin to get my feeling back in my hands. I'm on a beach?

Once I feel the chill of a crashing wave on my feet, it confirms it. The wave pushes up, and crashes onto my body. Wait a second, why can I feel the water on butt? Am I... Naked?

There's no time to check, as a shadowy figures appears over me. I slowly begin to get my vision back and take a look at the person above me.

Its a girl, a young woman to be exact. Her bright blue eyes look over my naked body oh so carefully. Her long brown hair blew in the wind as her sizeable breasts stuck out further than the average woman. Even her nice long legs made me attracted to her, simply just by her body.

"Um, excuse me?" She says to me. "Are you ok? Do you need help?"

She's seemingly so naïve, all she wants to do is help. Its like she barely even noticed I'm completely nude in public! "Uh, yeah." I say, making an attempt to sit up. "I'll be-" A pain shot through my back, causing me to fall over again. The girl gets down on her knees.

"We need to get you somewhere safer." She tells.

"No, I'm fine."

"Dude. You're completely naked on a beach."

"I... uh..." She gave me this look, like she knew I had no other choice. I knew it too.

She helps me to my feet, and boy does she know how to help. My face was lucky enough to brush against her tits for a brief moment. They felt like pillows, the softest tits I've ever felt. Or more really, the only ones I've ever felt. Who knew all it took was being naked and stranded on a beach to get the attention of a beautiful woman?

"Here, take this." The girl hands me a towel to cover myself. I have no idea where she got it from, but I wasn't asking questions.

"Thank you."

She swing my arm over her shoulder and we get walking. She leads me up into a marvelous city, with bright lights and flashing colors, a truly busy place. Tons of the cities women are out and about, each of them minding their own business. Nobody's even paying attention to me, like this is something they see all the time. There's not a single man in sight, either.

"So, what's you name?" The girl helping me asks.

"Oh, its... um..." Wait, why can't I remember my name? I could've swore I just had it...

"You don't remember, do you?"

"I can't."

"I don't suppose you remember where your from, either. Or how you ended up on the beach?"

"No, I don't. I'm sorry."

"Its okay, please don't be sorry. My name is Emily."

"Emily. Thank you, Emily."

"Of course. I'm always happy to help. I just have one more question for you though."

"Of course, ask me anything! I'll answer whatever you're wondering."

"Are you 'The one'?"