Wonder if that's Anakin Skywalker .. That'd suck because he HATES SAND!
A nice little short caption, with a slightly different POV in it. Much more for those who want to imagine themselves inside the story. This will hopefully work well for you.
Just hit all the checkmarks and use that pragmatic mind to get your bearings and figure things out .. like did you buy a lifetime pass to Bikini Beach, piss off a goth girl because you laughed at how pale her skin was, or maybe that chemical plant that makes all sorts of cosmetics started dumping their waste products into the water again that seeped into the ocean surf? Oh Shit .. all three of those things? DAMN!
So, you can decide what happened before AND what happens next! Let us all know in the comment section what happened TO YOU when you looked down and saw this point of view!
So many possibilities and each more fun than the last! Great cap as usual!
ReplyDeleteIt can be really fun to play off of being logical and match it with something completely non-sensical. It's a fun dichotomy!
DeleteWell somehow my goth gf doesn’t like the beech. I headed off anyway despite her protestations that she’s being ignored. Some time later ehh holy **** this is ehhhh.
ReplyDeleteFun caption thanks.
She apparently stole your bikini bottoms too!
DeleteOK....first things first,,,,I hate the beach....always have....always will!!!
ReplyDeleteBut this beach....maybe this one would have been OK...
I have a story....about your video choice....
I grew up in NY....and Rockaway was our beach!!!!
We'd get the bus and travel to 116th Street....that was where all the teenagers went....it probably still is...
Remember chicken fights? The girl riding on your shoulders to see who could dunk who into the salty water?
Kathy Penderville rode on my shoulders....and she rubbed herself into an orgasm on my neck....
We went out together after that....and unfortunately that was the only orgasm I ever gave her....once she reached into my pants it was all over....
To this day I don't get it....she was a catholic school girl with incredibly protective parents.....what was she comparing me to?
Anyhow....I'm thinking...if it was me....I'd take my new parts out for a test drive....maybe a couple of test drives....with some of the guys and some of the girls....I mean....how often are you going to get the chance!!!!
Kisses
Kaaren
I hope you had the Ramones song in mind when you were heading there!
DeleteCatholic School Girls are known for being adventurous. Hell, there was a few in my area that were definitely 3rd bass girls, and one was rumored to do anal so she could still be considered a virgin! If you gave her an orgasm with your neck, imagine what you could have done if your face was directly in her groin!
Glad you enjoyed the caption sweetie!
Love me a bit of POV and self-insert!
ReplyDeleteHonestly, the before would be hazy at best. I don't recall annoying anyone or anything. I haven't wished for anything like this. I am not the creator nor inheritor of any multiple dimension hopping devices or the like. Looking around yields no body that was mine on display, so I haven't switched bodies, this is just mine now. And, well, I haven't even prayed to be in a different body. Thus, emotion is mainly confusion at first, groggy confusion.
Panic may start seeping in at the idea of a piercing, anywhere, but I guess I'd get used to that relatively quickly. The shaving? Well, okay, hard to maintain though so I'd be hoping for waxed at the minimum - or else I'm going to get itchy later! And I am not the best at maintaining hairlessness. But I wouldn't deny that it feels different and worth taking a moment to let happen.
Afterward? First of all, finding out where I am that would allow such nakedness in public; then probably just letting the sunbathing take me for a bit. Always nice to feel air down there, regardless of the fact that a certain something is missing, and one would assume the air was warm enough to take it a while longer. If it were the same beach I went to sleep on, I would definitely take time to get dressed first!
Then it would be time for a bit of a swim, properly attired, before worrying if I still had my car or if I needed to sort out something else. Checking what belongings I did have would be the next bit. And, well, enjoying (if that is the right term) not having a thing hanging there - not that I don't enjoy having it there normally, but the feeling would be very different. And breasts, similarly. Just how they felt, I don't mean using hands or anything, just taking the moments as they came as I moved.
Once assured I had clothes and a way to get home (and a home to go to) I would check out a mirror, maybe see to the bladder, and thence home. Maybe other things have changed and maybe not. Would people see me as they thought I had always been or would I be as a stranger? Would my voice match the body (no reason not to, I suppose)? Honestly, the why and the how would be the last on my list of things to be concerned with, more the practicalities of clothing and employment. But, in all of that, getting lost in the air on my skin; the fall of the clothes I did find; the beads of perspiration and sun-kissed seawater running down to the floor, slowly evapourating in the sunshine. Maybe the feeling of hair falling down my back (one can dream) and over my ears. My eyes would close involuntarily as I just... sensations, I let them take me. I luxuriate in the moments, coming one after another, and sigh. Maybe the practicalities can wait a bit longer to sort out - there's the sun, the sand and the sea here, the day is warm, the weather beautiful. Just... enjoy it.
So well thought out, sweetie! Probably way more thought put into your response than the entire construction of the caption and the posting on my part!
DeleteGlad I was able to bring that out of you, and that you enjoyed the whole experience!