Date: 10 years 5 months 3 days since Day Y
You stepped out of the changing room naked holding a towel under your arm, breasts jiggling slightly as you walked across the boiling sand bear foot. The sea breeze traveled between your hairless thighs. Your long blond hair stretching down to your knees billowing behind you like a cape for a naked hero.
It had been ten years since all males were turned into sexy females, and life couldn’t be better for you. You were only 7 when the change happened to you, it was a shock to turn into a girl in the middle of class alone with every other male including the teacher, but now you just looked at it as a part of life growing up. Like falling out of a tree.
You scanned the sand looking for a spot to place down your towel, occasionally getting distracted by the large amounts of sexy naked women on the beach. The thicc thighs. Flowing midriffs. And massive chests. Finally you find a spot and stroll over swinging your hips.
Every woman in the world was incredibly sexy. No one had any hair below the neck, and everyone had well toned thighs and stomach, including massive breasts. As before mentioned, the smallest chest size in humans was D cup. You had spent most of your life as a girl, and couldn’t be happier. You could hardly even remember your time as a male at this point. Your body was perfect, and you always felt great. Even people that were girls from the start point out how much better things were now after Day Y. No longer needing to shave. No more periods. Bomb shell bodies. And on top of that, everyone knew they all wanted someone just as sexy as them.
You lay out your towel and ligh on your back, arms behind your head letting the sun bake your tan body. This was only your second time at a Nudist Beach, but already you were a pro, what was there to be embarrassed about when everyone was as sexy as womanly possible? Give how good people looked now you wouldn’t be surprised if in a few thousand years humanity becomes a race of lesbian Amazons exploring the stars.
Sure life wasn’t perfect, there were still people who raped, murdered and stole. But now was perhaps the most peaceful time in human history. Sure there were still people trying to become male again, but if they hadn’t found a way to bring Y chromosomes back to life in ten years, then they probably weren’t going to tomorrow.
Highschool as a girl were some of the best years of your life. No one bullied anyone like in middle school. Everyone’s bodies changed in the best way. And no one had there first periods. Along with that, you got to see a few girls kissing in sexy school uniforms in the hall. But you never had a girlfriend in highschool. But now you were done with highschool and ready to start college.
You rolled over now switching to tan your back side, sighing. Your breasts making a nice chest pillow to prop your self up on while you watched the waves.
You had nothing to worry about with college. The one you were going to was top rated, you were in the top four test takers in your class. And you even got a scholarship for being a guy that was changed into a girl. If you had one regret though, it’s that you never had a girlfriend before. Sure masturbation was fun, and you had some great tricks to play by your self. But now you wanted full on lesbian sex, with scissoring, licking between the thighs, sixty nineing and what ever else you could come up with on the spot for you and your partner. And yea, maybe someone who loved you would also be nice.
That’s actually why you came to this Nudist Beach two days in a row. To see if you could find someone to bang your brains out. You scanned the dunes and waves, looking for someone to build a healthy relationship with. Then screw them till they were physically attached to the bed. You looked around hopefully for today’s selection:
There was a life guard with short black hair in one of the stands. She was even naked along with the guests. She looked like she could use a break, maybe you can talk to her then when off duty.
There was a naked pale skinned read head with glasses and freckles on her face, shoulders, and breasts reading a book underneath an umbrella not really paying attention to the world around her. She had breasts bigger than yours and seamed sweat to talk to.
There was a sexy MILF on the beach with breasts bigger than watermelons (M cup), and two naked daughters playing with one another that were likely so young that they didn’t even know what a male was. Her long black hair flowed down her massive chest like a waterfall over a cliff of expertly crafted beauty. She was alone but the two twin daughters had you worried she had a wife somewhere else. She would be a candidate if it weren’t for her kids.
As if to answer your prayer, an exact twin of the MILF walked up to her alone and began talking as the twin daughters played. You guessed twins ran in the family then. Maybe you had a chance to get with someone older than you after all. Even if it was a twin. And she may not be available either.
You kept scanning and found a naked muscular African skinned woman with dreadlocks playing volleyball. (Clearly a former guy) Along side a Latina girl with massive hips. Against a petite Asian girl (you didn’t know petite girls still existed) and along side a muscular tan blond girl that wore a cowboy hat.
You watched the game with intreage, watching their breasts bounce and the sweat stream down their smooth hairless bodies. You didn’t even notice your hand drift to between your legs as your watched the four players masturbating to your self. But the red head noticed when you glanced over to her. You were suddenly aware of what you were doing and buried your wet sticky hand in the sand without finishing. The red head giggles at you then continued to read her book. You groan and stand up, brushing the sand from your sticky hand.
It was time to decide who you wanted to talk to to make them your potential girlfriend...