It was just a typical, boring day during the hot summer months. The air was hot, the humidity was high, and there was nothing to do except sit in front of the fan, waiting for another humid, almost cool night.
At least, that was what Dan was hoping would happen. Things never seemed to work out his way. He was too weak to be a jock; not scrawny by any means, but just too small to play football like the others in his class. He was too dumb to be a nerd. He couldn't sing, he couldn't dance, and he hated plays. There was nothing remarkable about Dan; he had brown hair, brown eyes, a slight tan, not too tall, not too short; he was, in a word, average.
That typical boring day, Dan's mom had left a note, telling him to take his sister Judy, and her friends...whatever their names were...to the beach for the afternoon. That's just what he wanted to do. He was already laughed at as it was, but taking his just graduated sister to the beach? That had to be the bottom that he could sink no further below. She was old enough to drive, she had a license, but their mom didn't' trust her enough with the car to take it out of town.
Grudgingly, Dan accepted his fate. At least he got the car for the day, and his mom didn't say anything about staying with them. Maybe the day would pick up. Things could be worse, too; Judy's friends weren't too bad looking. Dan couldn't think of a reason to remember names, but they were the big chested brunette and the tanned skinny blonde. That worked for him. When they were 14, they were knockouts, and at 16 they were sizzling. But those two, now at 18, sitting in the back seat, would sure get his mind working on other things than the beach.
They called at 2pm, waiting to be picked up at the big chested brunette's place. Judy and Dan piled into their mom's Buick and they were off. It was a short drive to the house, and they both piled in; and damn, did they ever look tasty. The swimsuits they had on were practically bursting under the pressure of keeping their tits in place, while the bottoms were practically sucked into their butt cheeks, leaving virtually nothing to the imagination. Dan quickly noted that not even a stray pube was to be seen on either of them. They talked quickly to Judy as they got situated in the car and Dan slowly pulled away.
The fifteen minute trip to the beach was almost heaven. Dan had learned to drown out the incessant laughter and the boring conversation. He didn't care about which boy looked best in which pants, or who they'd like to fuck. They never said anything juicy anyway, so why listen? He kept checking out the rear view mirror, watching the suit on the brunette strain as her nipples tried to poke holes through the tiny triangles of fabric holding them back from sight. Alternately he would watch the blonde, and though she was maybe a C cup, she had a good sized chest for her body, and obviously had tiny nipples. They were trying to burrow through her suit as well, and seemed to be getting some help from her movements as she tied her long blond hair into a pony tail.
They got to the beach, the time Dan seemed to blur into nothing but tanned flesh and firm, jiggling breasts. He had to concentrate extremely hard not to keep his cock from swelling too much and keep the car on the road. Dan found himself a good spot, watched the girls run down to the beach, their suits working deeper and deeper into their asses until it looked like they were only wearing little strings around their waists. He watched them settle in a spot, lye down on their towels and put their sun screen on. He noted with happiness that they were not the only three beach bunnies here. There were acres of tanned, young, firm flesh before him. He decided he should get into the water before his cock ripped a hole in his shorts.
Dan swam for a while, his dick not getting any softer; now he was surrounded by wet, hard nippled, tanned women, and he decided to head back in to take care of his problem in the changing room. There were private stalls in there, and this wouldn't be the first time he'd used them for this.
While walking back to the beach, he felt something under his feet in the sand. It was too smooth to be a rock, it felt slippery, more like a bottle. Dan reached into the water to get whatever it was, and discovered that it was neither empty, nor was it any bottle he'd ever seen before.
The bottle itself was made of thick, pale blue glass, with a glass screw top and a cork to seal the contents. The liquid inside, was thick, almost like oil, and must have been yellow because it was turning the glass green as the light shone through. Etched very lightly in the side that was buried in the sand were the words "Drink Me" in plain English.
'Well, what the hell?' thought Dan. And with that thought, he unscrewed the cap and swallowed the liquid. It was bitter, but that taste soon melted away into a buttery, honey after taste. The second the liquid hit his stomach, his head felt like someone split it with a fire ax.
"Hey! What's up, Dan?" came a voice from the beach. He looked up, the headache fading as quickly as it had started. It was the brunette, and she was looking at the bottle.
'Follow me to the bathroom, I'll show you what's up,' he thought. He damn near said it, too, but thought better of it. "Nothing, just found someone's beer," he said and threw the bottle back out into the clear blue water. Dan kept walking, visibly checking her out as he walked up the beach. He walked past her and to the changing room, finding himself the first available stall. His shorts were down in a flash and his hand was on his cock. He hadn't gotten five strokes off yet before the curtain on the stall was pulled open.
"Hey, what the," Dan started. He said it out of reflex, but what he saw caught him by surprise. The big chested brunette was standing in front of him, staring at his naked body. "Hell?" finished Dan, his voice cracking. She giggled, her eyes focused hungrily on his still growing dick.
