You decide to walk Tammy down the promenade. It’s a crowded walkway that runs along the edge of the beach. There are many shops and beach bars and restaurants along the walkway. It is heavily trafficked by pedestrians and bicyclists.
You walk slowly holding Tammy’s hand. You are relishing in her discomfort as men gape at her exquisite physique. You can tell she’s unhappy with how her large tits jiggle and her generous ass twitches with each step.
You see a beach with a young surfer boy staring out at the water. You stop. “Tammy,” you say.
“Yes?” she answers.
“If you want me to fix you the. You need to show me you’re sorry by doing everything I tell you to.”
Tammy nods sullenly.
You smirk. “I want you to go hit on him. See if you can get him to make out with you.”
Tammy gasps. “But we’re married!”
“That didn’t stop you from chasing after your coworkers...”
Tammy reluctantly walks to the bench. She sits. Her heart isn’t in this. You decide to kick start her flirting by playing around with the app. You get a sentence about Tammy. “This beautiful asian woman is fearful.”
You change fearful to flirty. Tammy is immediately more into it, chatting eagerly with the boy. It’s not long before they’re making out. But something is wrong. You can’t figure out what it is.
You scan the crowd. It’s mostly beautiful women in skimpy bathing suits with large breasts. Some of the women are topless.
A police woman is standing observing it all, her blue pants clinging to her wide hips. Her shirt is unbuttoned and her unsupported breasts are hanging off her chest.
You look at Tammy. She’s still making out with the surfer girl. Something is wrong. You shift uncomfortably and feel your large tits bounce in the tiny string bikini you’re wearing. Your g-string clings to your wet pussy.
Why are you female. You were born female. Obviously. And you’ve always been female. But you also remember using the app. You scan the beach. There’s only one man in sight. Muscular and tall, staring intently at his phone.
It doesn’t take long to figure out what is happening. You start playing with your phone. The man spots you. You make eye contact. His face contorts. Quickly you generate a sentence, hoping to beat him to the act. There isn’t much time to think. The sentence reads “this powerful man is targeting you while using change-app”