Ami’s Big Mistake

Author’s Note: The following story is based on the Sailor Moon series and takes place after the 90s anime. It assumes the reader has some familiarity with the series. 

All characters depicted are of 18 years of age or older. 

Decisions, decisions. 

The time had come for Ami Mizuno to make one of the most difficult choices of her life. Her luggage carried a few pamphlets and who knows how many books, and yet those only seemed to paralyze her thoughts.

She started at the first pamphlet for a moment. The local college was a bit beneath her, and she had already drained it of every general education credit it was worth. But it did let her have one more summer with her friends in close proximity.

There were some other worthy choices to think over in her little pile. Some were further out in the country, others would lead her overseas. Ami frowned at a pamphlet of a German college. She nearly got on that plane before, but couldn’t pull herself away from Usagi and the others. Not after they gave her so many reasons to smile. Maybe now, with the world being peaceful, it was a little different. But it wasn’t like there were no good options at home.

“Aaaaamiiii,” squeaked a voice. “Are you ready yet? We’re all gonna hit the beach soon!”

“Oh! Right, sorry! Just got a little distracted!” The blue-haired girl smiled and turned to her suitcase. Her choice could wait. Ami started digging through the bag, setting aside textbook after thick textbook. Another beautiful day called out to her and she wasn’t about to miss that radiant sunshine. But as she dug through her possessions, something she needed wasn’t turning up.

“That’s strange…” Ami scratched her head. She checked every pouch, every zipper, every corner of her luggage. There should have been a swimsuit in there. Ami owned several, and yet, she was empty-handed.

The door behind her squeaked, and a twin-tailed blonde stepped into the room. She currently wore a two-piece bikini, yellow and decorated with pink flowers. The top hugged her modest chest. “Ami, are you ready yet?” She paused and blinked twice. “Where’s your swimsuit?”

“Ahh…” Ami turned around, as a little wall of books sat behind her, while a sweatdrop rolled down her bashful smile. “I’m sorry, Usagi. I guess I was so fixated on choosing a college that I forgot to pack one.” She let out a nervous laugh.

“Really?” Usagi raised an eyebrow. “Ami, that’s not like you.”

“What’s going on?” A raven-haired girl entered the room, tilting her head, head switching between Ami and Usagi. 

“Ami forgot her swimsuit,” Usagi plainly stated.

“Wait, really?”

“Sorry, Rei, I’d love to join you all but I guess I can’t…” Ami pressed her index fingers together, eyes wandering the floor. “But I can still come to the beach, I’ll just read instead!” She could do little but blush over her silly mistake.

“Ami, come on! You read the whole way here,” Rei crossed her arms and closed her eyes. 

“Yeah, we won’t be young forever, we should try to have as much fun as we can!” Usagi chirped. “You have to do more than spend all your time with your nose in the books!”

“I know, I know,” Ami kept pressing her fingers into each other. “I really didn’t mean to forget it. I guess I went a little overboard. I can’t really change that now though… unless one of you brought an extra?”

“Did Ami forget her swimsuit?” came another blonde, entering the room.

“Ami, you should really try to lighten up and have more fun,” followed the taller brunette.

Ami blushed and waved her hands at her friends. They all filled the room, and all of the attention was on her. “Girls, this isn’t so serious, if I can just borrow one of yours.” She took a breath and looked toward Minako. “Mina, we might be pretty close in size, would you mind me borrowing one of yours?”

“Weeeeeeellllll I could,” Minako tilted her head. Then an evil little smirk appeared on her face. “Or, we could make sure you know how important it is to do something wild once in a while!”

“Hmm, you do get a little too comfortable reading all the time,” Rei nodded and matched Minako’s grin. 

Ami tilted her head back, not liking the unspoken pact that formed between those two. “Okay, okay,” she blushed and smiled. “I’ll try not to read so much for the rest of the trip. Ah heh heh, so um… could I please borrow a swimsuit?”

Rei and Minako both turned and whispered something to Usagi and Makoto, respectively. A chorus of giggles haunted Ami’s ears. 

“G-girls?” Ami squeaked.

“Ami, have you ever tried… skinny dipping?” the blonde appeared to tower over Ami.

Red climbed Ami’s face and she recoiled at the suggestion. “You’re not thinking about…” The other four girls loomed over her, casting an ominous shadow over her quivering face. 

“Nonononononono!” She frantically shook her head. 

“Ami, you need to loosen up!” Usagi giggled. 

“And this is the perfect way to do it!” Minako jumped in.

Ami kept taking backward steps, laughing nervously. “G-girls, come on, I can’t… I can’t just go out there without a swimsuit.” She flailed her hands defensively and stepped backward as Usagi, Rei, and Minako advanced on her. “That’s not allowed, and I really don’t think I-” She bumped into someone. 

A firm pair of hands gripped her shoulders. 

Ami’s face slowly turned, as adrenaline flooded her veins. Her brain screamed at her to run. She found Makoto behind her, her face casting a shadow. The taller brunette had an evil little grin on her face. She gave Ami a light squeeze.  

“Ah… M-mako?”

“You gotta try to have some fun, Ami,” she said with a hearty chuckle beneath.

“Wahhhhhhhh!” Ami’s panicked cry echoed beyond the walls of the beach house. 

Makoto’s firm grip kept Ami from fleeing, as the rest of her friends moved in on their prey. “No, girls come on!” Usagi began unfastening the buttons on Ami’s white dress shirt. “I can’t just go out there like that!” Rei found the zipper to her skirt and began to pull. “Hey!” Minako slipped her shoes off and started working her fingers into the socks. 

Ami struggled, but the poor girl was far from strong. What little athleticism she did have was in the water. She could do little but blush and squirm as they pulled her skirt down, exposing her light blue panties. The dress shirt opened soon after, revealing a matching bra. Makoto needed little effort to restrain her while Usagi and Rei worked the vest and shirt down her arms.

“Girls, no, please, STOP!” Ami twisted. 

“Re-lax, we’re almost done!” Usagi giggled. She reached behind Ami’s back. 

Ami heard a tiny snap, and her bra fell slack, allowing her modest chest to bounce unrestrained. Her blush boiled in her cheeks, as Rei whisked away the feeble cover. Then she felt the tug at her hips, as Minako worked the last piece of clothing down Ami’s thighs.

“Hey Mina, does the carpet match the drapes?” Makoto asked.

“Hmm, can’t tell. Smooth floor!” Minako giggled.

“You don’t say….”

Ami squeezed her thighs together, blushing furiously as her grooming habit became common knowledge. “P-please…” she whimpered, looking to Usagi for mercy.

“Oh lighten up,” Minako giggled as she pushed the last piece of clothing to the floor.

Ami shivered in her now naked form, as Makoto’s hands moved to her shoulders. The blue-haired girl wrapped her arms around her body. All she could do was tremble. “Y-you’re not really going to make me go out like this, are you?”

Usagi’s face softened with a little frown as her eyes shimmered. Guilt. Ami could read it. They went too far. Usagi knew it and would show mercy. 

“Ami…” Usagi placed a gentle hand on Ami’s bare shoulder. Her smile slowly returned, and she closed her eyes. “…Just go for a quick swim, come back, and then we’ll give you a suit!” she chirped and threw up her fingers for a peace sign.

Ami’s eyes widened. “W-what!? No, I can’t just… h-hey!” 

Makoto started pushing Ami toward the front door of the beach house. “Should be pretty easy, you have the beach to yourself this early!” 

“B-but, but I’m naked! Girls, I can’t!  Whoaaa!” Ami stumbled after the last firm push and clasped her hands over her nakedness. She turned and saw Usagi giggling.

“We’ll have a new swimsuit for you when you get back!”  The door shut and sealed Ami outside, sealing off her clothes, her friends, and any other means of getting out of this.

“No! No no no no! Let me back in!” Ami reached for the doorknob and tried to twist it. The lock clacked with resistance. She struggled and rattled the door.

…Maybe studying abroad wouldn’t be so bad.

Ami shivered and put a hand over her mouth. “…I can’t believe they did that to me…” She wrapped her arms over her intimates, one over her chest and the other between her legs. Ami turned and looked toward the beach. Would they at least keep their word?

The morning sun continued to climb over the horizon, putting a brilliant shimmer over the ocean. Hills of sand gently rolled along the coastline. The air slowly began to warm as it always did in the summer. It was a beautiful sight with deep colors and clean landscape, worthy of a painting. If it weren’t for Ami’s predicament, she might have found it relaxing.

As for the population, things were quite thin. A single umbrella and two chairs sat between Ami and the tide. At the very least, there weren’t too many people here to see what she had to do. Then again, this made Ami the only thing for them to see. There was barely even a seagull to observe. 

Her feet touched the warm sand and carried her forward. Maybe she could ask them for help? Tell them she lost her swimsuit? No, she hadn’t touched the water yet. Saying it was a dare was out of the question. She could try just running past them… but they might notice the sudden movement. 

“This is so embarrassing… I can’t believe I have to do this…” Ami frowned, her face still burning with blush. Her rubber legs continued to drag her naked form over the sand. Maybe a quick look at what they were doing, and then she’d make her plan. 

She approached from the side. If they were tanning, she could just keep her movements subtle. If they were doing anything else, she’d have to move further out.  As Ami stepped further and further from the beach house into the open sands, her heart raced. At least the beach was quiet, but it was by no means private, and it wouldn’t stay that way forever.

Ami was close enough to get a few details about the couple that were there. Two girls. A taller blonde, who was more than a little athletic. She wore a white, two-piece bikini that revealed much of her tougher, broader form. Next to her, was a more elegant woman, a little shorter than her partner, with turquoise hair. Her white one-piece clung to her curves like a second skin, framing grace along her figure. Both were wearing sunglasses and looking nowhere in particular.

Wait… Ami KNEW those two! Maybe… just maybe… they’d help her. It had been a while since they last saw each other, but Ami felt close enough to call them friends. But to let them see her like this? 

A deep inhale let the salty air into her lungs. All she had to do was approach slowly, greet them, and ask for help. If she did it from the right spot, she could keep her naked body hidden. Ami tiptoed in the sand and approached. What if they didn’t help her? What if they made things worse? No… they were better than that, weren’t they?

“Um… h-hello Haruka, hello M-Michiru,” Ami managed to say.

The turquoise-haired woman turned and lowered her sunglasses. She gave a pleasant smile and a little hum. “Haruka, one of Usagi’s friends is here to visit!”

Haruka didn’t adjust her position. “It’s been a while, is it one of the quiet ones?”

“It’s Ami,” Michiru replied with a little smile.

“Alright, she can hang out,” Haruka stretched her toned legs and didn’t cast another glance.

Michiru smiled, “What brings you here, Ami? Planning a morning swim?” She eyed the blue-haired girl from head to toe, and she couldn’t help but smirk. “My my… I didn’t think that was allowed at this beach,” she hummed. “Didn’t want any tanlines?”

“N-no, I wasn’t coming here to… my friends… they… um…” Ami blushed, feeling those eyes scan her. It made her squeeze her intimates a little tighter as if that covered them better. Her adrenaline told her to run, as her heart raced. “I um… I wasn’t um…” She turned her face away. “C-could I borrow a towel?”

“Did Usagi and the others pull some sort of silly prank?” Michiru continued to let her eyes wander the naked girl. Her hands were covering where they needed to be, but there was no hiding the fact that Ami wasn’t dressed in any way.

“…Something like that…” Ami turned her face away.

“Poor, sweet Ami…” Michiru removed her sunglasses and suppressed a giggle. She then swung her legs over the beach chair and stood, being a little taller than Ami. “Of course, you may, if you don’t mind joining me for a little swim first.”

Ami blinked. “A swim? B-but… I don’t have my…” She continued to tremble, the words getting caught in her throat. Gosh, so many were seeing her naked all at once.

“Have you swam that way before?” Michiru traced a finger along Ami’s shoulder, dragging it in lazy little circles. “It’s very relaxing.”

Ami’s face heated up as that finger glided over her. “M-Michiru… I can’t just… I’m naked!”

Michiru’s arm snaked its way along Ami’s shoulders and pulled her into a light hug. A sweet warmth seemed to flow from the taller woman, lapping at Ami’s vulnerability. “Oh hush now, the only ones here to see are me and Haruka..” She began to nudge Ami towards the water. “Besides, you really need to calm down. I can’t think of a better way to do that. Come along,” she added.

Haruka watched as her girlfriend took Ami towards the rolling waves. She lowered her sunglasses and smirked at the back view of Ami’s unclothed form. A perky little pair of cheeks gave a tiny sway with each step. Who could blame Michiru for wanting to have a little fun? Certainly not her…

The two approached the waves that rolled onto the sands. Michiru put her hands on Ami’s shoulders and gave a gentle squeeze. 

“Try to relax. Hearing the ocean always gives me a peaceful feeling. I think it’s just the thing you need,” Michiru closed her eyes and smiled.

“R-relax? H-how can I relax? I’m… I’m…,” Ami protested.

“No one comes here this early,” Michiru dulled her voice to a whisper. “Now listen to the waves. I’m sure you can hear the water the same way I do.”

“B-but…” Ami started. Even if this beach was empty in the morning, it wouldn’t stay that way forever. Some came early to exercise. Others just to enjoy the sunrise, as Haruka and Michiru were doing. At the very least… she wasn’t alone. But she was very much aware of how vulnerable she was. But if Michiru at least stayed by her side, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

“Well… okay… I’ll try,” Ami took a breath and closed her eyes. She focused on the rolling of the tide, climbing over the sand and to her feet, before rolling back out. It was a slow, never-ending rhythm. The cool feeling would return before drifting away. Constant, yet dynamic. Chaotic… yet peaceful. 

Ami could feel her pulse relax. A slow sigh escaped her. Her cheeks remained warm with a dusting of red, but they no longer burned. Before long her grip began to falter. Nobody else was there. Just her, Michiru, and the ocean. Her palms relaxed. She shivered for a second, and let her arms flow from their covering positions. A cool breeze from the ocean flowed over her bare form, touching her in places it seldom had a chance to.

“….Ah…” she exhaled… and for the first time since being kicked out, she smiled. 

“Do you hear the ocean?”

Ami nodded to Michiru, “…I… I think I do… it’s so… soothing…”

“Let’s go for that swim,” Michiru took Ami’s hand. 

“O-okay…” Ami smiled. Yes, the ocean. The vast comfort of the sea. She took steps alongside Michiru, until she went ankle deep, then knee deep, above her waist, and finally, with her kicking feet propelling her through the current. She was immersed in the water, in her purest form. 

The waves were cool and refreshing as they washed over her naked body. It felt so different from being in a swimsuit. Ami had always felt comfortable in her element, but this was new. As if the water had embraced her, held her… caressed her, like a tender partner. 

Michiru took a breath and dove beneath the waves. Ami followed and submerged entirely. Beneath them laid cloudy sand, with colorful coral decorating the distance. Schools of fish darted around the playscape, showing the world held by the giver of life. The light that filtered from the surface danced along the ground below, making everything shimmer like a sapphire.

Ami took several long strokes, feeling the water glide over her body and rush through her bangs. The living ocean almost seemed to reach out to her. It held her in a tender caress that glided over her form. She could trust it. It would hold her. She felt… safe.

She kept pace with Michiru, fish scattered around her, their scales twinkling like diamonds. They flurried around Ami like a cloud of birds, before diving into the vibrant corals below. Ami smiled as she adjusted her strokes, and began to pull herself upward.

They resurfaced and Michiru threw her hair back, scattering droplets everywhere in the process. She smiled at Ami, who merely let her shorter hair drip. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

Ami tread water and drifted closer. “It’s wonderful down there… Thank you for showing me that, Michiru.” She smiled with a happy hum. 

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” she swam around Ami, and with a sly smile, let her hand approach Ami’s rear end. A soft touch beneath the water, with a little smirk on her face.

The naked girl felt the palm and blushed. “M-Michiru!” She jumped, causing a splash, clenching her bare bottom for a moment. “You shouldn’t do that… what if Haruka sees?”

“Hmm…would you be open to a little more fun if Haruka wasn’t here to see?” Michiru smirked. “Is she why you’re so shy around me?”

“Th-that’s not what I said!” Ami said, trying to keep her shoulders below the water. 

“Mhm, you sounded more worried about what Haruka might say,” Michiru giggled, then she gave a sly wink. “…I see little reason for her to find out.” 

Ami’s face turned redder. “Um… I um… we shouldn’t…” She watched as Michiru began to swim in circles around her, eyeing her prey like a shark. The blue-haired girl curled her toes beneath the water. Having someone look at her *that* way was just as new as swimming without a suit. Her heart raced, and her face was beet red.

Michiru approached from behind and wrapped her arms around Ami. She reached over her shoulders, and let her palms rest on Ami’s stomach. A gentle warmth began to flow to Ami’s heart. Her vulnerable form seemed to almost melt into Michiru’s touch. “Mmm…” Why did it feel so good? Gosh, if she let herself relax in Michiru’s arms… “Ah…ahhh…p-please..”

A little giggle flowed into her ears. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop. I suppose we should head back to land before too many other people arrive at the beach.”  

Ami panted as the woman released her. That tender feeling went with her, leaving Ami with a small sense of… longing. The warmth was as calming as the sea. It was a little forward, but somehow soothing. A tiny part of her regretted asking for space as the cool water touched her everywhere else. No no no, what was she thinking?

“Ahh… yes… we should go back,” Ami nodded, clasping her arms over her chest as she kicked to stay above water. 

The two turned back toward the beach, Michiru leading the way as the naked Ami followed. Her heart started to pick up as a handful of people began to populate the beach. The fact remained that she was still naked and the beach wouldn’t be as quiet anymore.

“U-um, Michiru,” Ami took a breath. “There’s people here now… they might see me.”

There was a chuckle, and Michiru nodded. “Get as close to the land as you’re comfortable with, I’ll come back with a towel,” and she swam ahead, leaving Ami naked and alone. There were splashes as she kicked and glided through the water. 

“B-but wait, then I’ll be…” She reached out, but Michiru was already far away. “Michiru!” Ami swam after her. Whether it was being the only one willing to help her, or second thoughts about that warmth, Ami wasn’t sure. But either way, following her seemed smarter than being left with nothing but her wits. Her hands moved from their protective positions and began to pull herself against the water. 

Ami kicked and swam as she began to cut through the waves. The ocean glided over her bare form. She could still see the woman ahead of her. Little by little the gap began to close. Her swimming speed was the one advantage she had. She continued to cut through the water until she was side by side with her. 

“Michiru!” Ami called out, as she continued to push. 

“Hmm?” Michiru turned her head for a moment, seeing the college girl about to pass. “…Ami?” She stopped swimming for a moment, and her eyes widened. Not only had Ami kept up, the shorter girl was about to overtake her. “Ami, wait!” She extended a hand towards Ami.

The hand found its way to Ami’s unprotected chest and pressed. Michiru’s hand inadvertently squeezed a modest breast as it resisted Ami’s momentum. The wake rushed over the naked girl’s shoulders as she felt the sudden touch. Red surged on her face as she recoiled. 

“Ah-ah!” Ami gasped and closed her eyes. She panted for a moment. That hand. The warmth… gosh, how did that feeling only take seconds to return? It was so… tender. “Mhhh…”

Michiru blinked. “…Ami?”

The blue-haired girl’s eyes drifted open and realized where Michiru’s palm was. Then she gasped and recoiled, her arms folding around her chest. “Ah! S-sorry!”

Again, Michiru sat dumbfounded as she watched Ami’s delayed reaction. Then she smirked. She put a hand over her mouth to contain a giggle. “I’m the one who should apologize, I knew you didn’t want to be touched, but I had to at least stop you..”

“N-no it’s not that… It’s just… no… you shouldn’t… I would have been… you were… ahh… why did…” Ami seemed to squirm, and her face burned with blush. Confusion twisted her mind more than any math problem ever could. What was this feeling overcoming her?

Michiru giggled, “Ami, there’s ground beneath us, you nearly went on dry land.” She turned to the beach, as a few more umbrellas were present. “Sorry I resorted to that, I didn’t mean to. But I figured you wouldn’t want to be seen.” 

Ami hesitated and extended a leg. Sure enough, she felt the sand beneath her. They were nearly back on land. She could see Haruka in the distance, and the blonde lifted her hand for a light wave. There were also other visitors at the beach, scattered around.

She sighed. That touch prevented disaster. “Th-thank you… you’re… you’re right…”

Michiru smiled. “Wait here, I’ll get that towel.”

The woman with the flowing turquoise hair moved on, and climbed out of the water. Ami waited, shivering as her arms returned to covering positions. She still didn’t want to be seen… but she wasn’t… frightened. Not like she was before. Maybe it was easier thanks to Michiru, maybe the peaceful feeling from the ocean relaxed her nerves. Maybe Michiru’s touch wasn’t so bad. All she knew was she couldn’t feel mad at Usagi and the others.

Michiru returned, with a promised towel in hand. She waved for Ami to approach as she unfolded the larger, blue fabric.

Ami took a breath and moved forward. Her heart raced, knowing there was a chance that strangers would see her naked. They’d think she lost her swimsuit. They’d all laugh. But Michiru was there. She pressed on and her naked body resurfaced from the ocean, the warm sun kissing her moist skin, and reflecting with a brilliant shine. An arm clasped her breasts, another stayed between her legs, as she scampered from the safety of the ocean. 

Water sloshed around her ankles as she moved, feeling the air whip around her. She rushed toward Michiru, eyes looking at other beachgoers to ensure she wasn’t watched.

The taller girl wrapped the large fabric around the naked Ami and covered her. Michiru giggled and ensured Ami was secure. “There you go, you swam with me, and you got a towel, as promised.”

Ami clutched the towel over her shoulders and held the edges in front of her naked figure. She smiled and blushed. “Thank you… I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

Michiru giggled, “It’s no trouble,” she said, walking Ami back to dry land. “I suppose you’ll be returning to your friends, now?” She extended an arm towards Ami’s shoulders but hesitated.

Ami blushed and looked to the ground. Then she took a step closer and gave a small nod. Michiru rested her arm along Ami’s shoulders and pulled her closer. That gentle warmth returned. She wasn’t sure why she was feeling it, or why it felt so good. But she could certainly see what Haruka saw in her. “Well… if you don’t mind, could I sit and be with you two a little longer?”

“Oh? Well, I certainly don’t mind your company,” Michiru giggled as she led Ami back to the beach chairs. 

Haruka sat there and lowered her sunglasses again. “Hey you two,” she extended her firm arms for a little stretch. “How’s the water?”

“It’s wonderful, Haruka. And I must say, I really enjoyed swimming with someone who can really feel the ocean the same way I can,” Michiru winked at Ami. “She’d like to stay with us a little longer if you don’t mind.”

Haruka smirked, “Fine by me.”

Michiru moved a drink cooler by her lounge chair and waved her hand, presenting it to Ami. “Here you go, sorry we don’t have a third.”

“It’s alright,” Ami said, she smiled through her blush and took her seat. Her toes curled as she kept the towel over her form. “I… I really enjoyed swimming with you. This was fun,” she admitted.