Tammy is crying on the couch. You stand over her patiently, waiting for her to calm down enough to speak. Finally, she looks at you with her tear soaked brown eyes. “How did you do this” she asks?
“Magic,” is all you say.
You want to test things. You walk to the kitchen and return with a shot glass full of water. You drop a little cola in it so the water is discolored. You set it on the coffee table. “Ok. This is the cure. Just drink the potion and you’ll be back to normal.”
She reaches for it, trembling, and lifts it to her lips. She pauses. She starts breathing heavily.
“What’s wrong?,” you ask her.
She starts bawling again, holding the glass to her lips. After a few moments she stammers “I can’t. My body won’t. What’s wrong with me?”
You take the glass from her hand and lead her to the bathroom. It’s time to clean up. You start the shower as she undressed, tentatively exploring her body, lifting her breasts and letting them flop, tracing her labia. “Get in” You order. Meekly, she complies.
You caress her body and feel your member stiffening. You can’t help it. As the warm water from the shower washes over your bodies you slip inside. She tries to protest, but her hips buck eagerly as you slide in and out, finishing deep inside her.
Emerging from the shower you order her to go get dressed. In a bathing suit.
“A bathing suit? Why?”
“I’m taking you to the beach. You’re going to show yourself off.”
Her face flushed and she looks down. “No.” She protests.
“Oh yes,” you reply, smacking her ass and sending her scurrying for the bedroom.
You play with the app. She’s a bit pregnant for the beach. You edit her so that her pregnancy is only in the third month. She’ll have a healthy glow, but won’t be visibly showing.
She emerges from the bedroom in a blue two piece string bikini that shows off her gorgeous body. She looks confused. “My stomach is flat again” she notes. “I don’t know why.”
“All part of your punishment,” you assure her. “Now hop in the car. I’m ready for some sun!”
It doesn’t take long to get to the beach. It should have taken over an hour from your house, but you used the app to ensure you lived in an upscale area close to the beach, so it was only a short drive.
Pulling up to the beach you need to decide. Do you take Tammy to the pier, the water, or the promenade?