Nude Beach

An early, shorter upload today. I wanted to called this 'BIkini Beach' as sort of a tribute to the classic universe created by Ellie Dauber, but I felt like that was too...infringey. So instead we just get a more normal name.

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"Babe, this is amazing!" The disembodied voice of Tony exclaimed in Vera's head. The witch smiled and gave her bikini shorts a loving stroke across the fabric, illiciting a moan of pleasure from the voice in her head.

Vera, of course, wasn't crazy. She was a witch, and the teal bikini she wore was her boyfriend, Tony. And this wasn't the first time they'd done this, transforming one or the other into some object and be worn out in public. For Vera there was no risk, even as an object, so long as she dind't make herself mindless, could always just cast the spell mentally, but for Tony if was different. Tony didn't have magic, and he was entirely dependent of his loving, care, and trusting girlfriend to change him back after they had their fun.

Of course, Tony was also a scumbag, and Vera now knew it. One of her Wiccan friends had let it slip that Tony was making passes at other women when Vera wasn't around and had even bedded a couple of them. That was all it had taken for Vera's heart to be broken, and for something darker to seep into the cracks. She had quickly scryed to find out who the bitch was, and was quickly putting together a plan.

"Hey babe, you want to go to the beach today? I was thinking you could be my bikini?" She'd asked Tony as sweetly as she could, and much to her relief the little rat had jumped at the chance. With just a snap of her fingers and a little magic, Tony had flattened and shrivled, his flesh turning to swimwear and his body breaking into two pieces before fluttering to the floor of their shared apartment. Vera had slid him on, grinning to his moans of pleasure as the little swimsuit had no idea what was about to happen. She slid on some regular clothes, covering his vision, and drove to one of the nearby beaches.

They enjoyed the sun, the sand, and the surf as Vera minced along, making sure to give Tony the best experience of his clothing life, feeling his vision shift across her body...and more than once locking on attractive, sunbathing women. But soon they had reached the edge of the public beach, beyond the sign and around the bluff was a nudist colony.

"Oh hell no! Babe, we're not going there, are we? I don't want to look at a bunch of naked fat guys and grandmas. Let's turn around!" Tony's voice had pleaded with her, but Vera had just smiled.

"Oh Tony, what makes you think that I'd listen to insignificant little swimwear? Humans don't take orders from their bikinis, honey" She'd said with venom laced sweetness.

"What?" Tony's voice asked, full of confusion which quickly turned to shock as Vera began to strip. First was Tony's straps and cups, a simple undone lace and half of him was falling lightly to the sand.

"I know about your girlfriends, Tony. I found your little black book. I know that you're sleeping with that barista from the coffee shop. I personally think you could do a lot better, but now I guess you won't have the chance" Vera hissed, casting a silence spell on Tony. She slid the lower half of the bikini down her legs, revealing her nude body for all the world to see and rudely kicked them off her feet before she began strutting towards the nude colony, thankful she couldn't hear Tony's screams of fear or his pathetic begging.

Once Vera got someone at the nudist colony to take her back to her car, she'd be pulling out Tony's little black book and paying a visit to each of the women on the list.

After all, she WAS going to need new swimwear...