My Twilight Fantasy on Rialto Beach
Will I turn into a vampire?
Blue shirt, blue cap, and white beard, there’s this weird guy on the parking lot at the beach entrance asking everybody if they „are here for the Trump rally.”
He has water guns and challenges me to a gunfight. Silly old man …
„You would lose! I’m a water-gun state champion back home in Colorado.” He backs down and says he was joking. “I just want to be a comedian,” he adds.
On the beach, I spot two hikers playing with long seaweeds. Maybe it’s kelp. They look like David and Goliath training together for their next fight against the patriarchy.
„Hey, guys! You’re so muscular. And sporty. And handsome. Can we pretend I’m Bella and you would be Edward and Jacob, fighting for me?”
I open my blouse and flash my boobs for motivation purposes. My breasts and nipples had been consistently rated 9.5 and above by my Tinder matches; I’m confident it will convince David and Goliath to play along with my twilight fantasy.
The „comedian” is back. With his white beard, I could pretend he’s Gandalf messing around with the universe and stage bombing my Twilight remake. But I have a better idea.
„Jacob! Edward! This is your first challenge. You’ll need to show teamwork and throw this Gandalf-looking man in the water.”
They don’t hesitate and run toward the „funny MAGA guy.” He tries to stop them with his water guns, but Jacob and Edward don’t care. They’re still protected by the vision of my almost perfect boobs.
When they throw him in the ocean, I shout, „see! I told you I was a water gun champion.”
Jacob and Edward run back towards me like proud puppies hoping for a treat and ready to learn a new trick.
I flash my boobies again and tell them we’ll now move to a more serious challenge.
The winner, if there’s one, will be allowed to carry my backpack for me. In return, I’ll regularly lift my dress and show my ass. I will let the winner kiss my ass and might even transform into a dick-sucking vampire for him.
Their fight is more ferocious than I expected. Two men fighting for my ass in such a beautiful setting is very exciting.
It has the same effect on Jacob and Edward as they suddenly stop fighting and start kissing.
I feel like a joke and look at them in bewilderment. Jacob and Edward were supposed to fight for their princess, not become a couple of princes.
A tap on my shoulder brings me back to reality. Gandalf of the parking lot is back, and his white beard is dripping. „The tide’s coming up, water gun princess; time to go back.”
Later that evening, as the „comedian” is making love to me, I softly chuckle as I realize the joke’s on me.
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