"Ah, it's such a nice day in the ocean! Nothing beats having the sun shining on my body!" Galko was at a nudist beach with a few other people who were basically strangers to her. She was in a black sling bikini, which was close to ready for liftoff on the vaulted nip slip at any moment. Needless to say, it left little to the imagination regarding the amount of skin showing on all fronts.
"Geeze, that blonde girl over there has such a rocking body! Nene is sooooo jealous!" The one who referred to themselves in the third person had brown hair buns with little pink ribbons in them. Her appearance was only slightly more modest given the only difference between the two included a bikini bottom Nene wore to cover up her nether regions better.
"Now now, Nene-Chan. you don't see ME complaining about the beauty that's exclusive to her. Besides, my tan body allows for more exquisite photo shooting potential!" Kirika said while licking a melting Popsicle. The tasty treat became a runny mess, dripping through the valley of her darkened cleavage hidden only by the contours of her contrasting blue sling bikini. Conservative wardrobes were merely a pretentious afterthought at this naked colony it seemed, and the two of them had already put one of their hands on the other's body, observing the bystanders in the bay during the interim.
"Thanks a bundle for rubbing my shoulders for me, Galko-Chan! You have no idea how much this means to my shoulders when you're as short and as stacked as I am!" Lucoa was directly in front of Galko's towering tits, her gradient flowing hair resting near the pink boob holders that was her bra. Due to being so tiny, it was difficult to tell whether the closed eye comrade even had underwear on beneath the waves of the seawater! And while she was indeed the most height challenged of the bunch her swimsuit saggers were still nothing to sneeze at!
"Any time, Lucoa-San! You see how heavy my breasts are, right? A girl like myself can understand the pain someone so young can go through from experience. Don't grow up to be TOO much like me though, if you weren't right here I don't believe I could even FIND you with how far they spread out, ahahaha!" Big words from the tallest lady at the exhibitionist estuary! Alas, she did have a point; with how compact Lucoa-San was she could stand at full mast and have Galko's titties crush her head from above no problem! A nice party trick for sure, yet it made looking for stuff below her boobalicious blind spots a troubling time.
"Oooh! That small girl with the horns is soooo cute too! Nene WISHES she could look just like her!" The brunette seethed, perhaps it was the sensual air of pheromones around that made her so bitchy? Not too close to them WAS a crowd of sandy skirmishers looking to get some 'sand out of their canyons' as it were, and the moaning could be an understandably annoying thing to listen to while stuck in the cool breeze of the aquatic zone.
"Come off it now, you look great! If I were as tall as that tan faced bimbo I'd probably bonk my head against every ceiling in existence! Plus, my long purple ponytail would be even tougher to maintain than it currently is! Something tells me that you want some hot attention right about now, so what do you say? Wanna do some 'clam blitzing'?" Kirika squished her mighty molten mountains on Nene's with full intent to get down and dirty while it was legal to do so.
"(Fufufu, this really IS a wonderful change of pace from the norm! Using my magic to swap the heads and memories of all the sexy women here was a good call! I haven't felt so light in years! I wonder if unconsciously they'll notice anything off...but I suppose that's the fun of it of course~)" Indeed, Lucoa-San was a dragon, and the horns weren't just for show; for the sake of amusing her boredom she had taken on the brown-haired short stack's body, maybe to emulate her good acquaintance Iruru's lifestyle.
"(Hey, that bronze lady over there has got some sweet confidence going on...but why isn't her head tan? I feel like I should remember why somehow...)" Galko inquisitively scratched her head in puzzlement; surely the sunscreen she put on only her face compared to the paleness of her sometimes intimidatingly leggy body had nothing to do with it, right?
"(Nene enjoys her body well enough, yet she wants to be the little girl from time to time...peeping at that dopey fairy makes her head hurt, why is that?)" The round-haired girl thought as she made her way back to the shores of the glistening white beach front. She enjoyed reaching the top shelf for certain, but wasn't she more helpless at some point not too long ago?
"(Hmm...for as much as I was trying to cheer up Nene-Chan, that blonde has a seriously outrageous body. Only her face being tan HAS to be some sort of illusion or trick. Better yet, what did she EAT to become such a titty monster...and why do I feel like I should know the answer?)" Kirika walked towards her friend, gazing at the golden-haired anomaly before her as she got out from the rumbles of the river. The violet voyeur HAD noticed that only her face avoid getting tanned after applying some lotion to her body, however looking at the fashionable female made her heart thump like she was figuring out a dark secret…?
"(Let me think...should I keep them all like this for the rest of their lives? That could be disastrous in its own way, yet hilarious to see! Imagine how Tohru and the others would react if they saw me so miniscule!)" Lucoa's definition of both ‘minuscule’ and ‘morality’ was a mite lacking to say the least. That quandary could always be taken care of later in the day whenever she got tired of her new diminutive form, that is, if she EVER did at all...