Makoto’s Endless Heart

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. 

 

A clock ticked on in the beach house, the sole sound reverberating through the walls. Only one girl and two cats remained inside. Makoto stood by the window with a pair of binoculars. She could see surfers, volleyball players, treasure hunters, and sandcastle builders. But in the sea of people that wandered the sand, everything was a sort of visual noise.

“Any sign of them, Mako?” said Artemis.

“No… I think the crowd’s getting a little too dense for them to come back,” she said as she lowered the binoculars. The tall brunette gave a light laugh with a sweatdrop rolling down her head, “I guess I shouldn’t have just chucked Usagi out like that, huh?”

Luna lowered her head and sighed. “This is ridiculous. I can’t believe everyone’s stuck out there like this.” 

“Yeah, it’s really gotten out of hand…”

“Hey, I’m still here,” Makoto said with a sheepish grin. 

“This has gone on long enough…” Luna added. “You should go out there and find them. Before they get into trouble.”

“Yeah I guess so… it’s getting rough with how many people are out there,” Makoto looked out the window again. “Usagi and the others are all running around naked… trying not to let anyone see them…” She hesitated and a little blush bubbled up her face. “…Do you think any cute guys are checking them out?”

The two cats traded a confused glance. “Why does that matter?”

Makoto put her hands together and looked out the window and tilted her head. “Oh just… there’s probably a lot of… you know, hunky surfer guys out there looking at them. They have a chance to… you know… see everything. Maybe one of them looks like the guy who broke my heart…” she swooned as she put her palms together.

“Uhhh…” the cats lowered their heads.

“Mako, you need to focus. I don’t think they want to be seen like that,” Artemis frowned, as he glanced at Luna. 

And yet, the brunette had little hearts forming in her eyes. Her hands clasped together and she swung a leg. “Gosh I wonder if they would see me the same way…?” A foggy, humid, fantasy formed in her head of her throwing her hands over herself as a few faceless guys approached with a towel. Another, they admired her as she sprinted across the sands, letting the sunshine over her vulnerable form.

“Mmmm….”

“Mako!” Luna stood up. “Come on, you have to get out there and go find them!”

The brunette shook her head. Her eyebrows narrowed and she formed her hand into a fist. “You’re right! Everyone else is out there having all the fun. Those surfer guys aren’t about to come in here on their own!”

Luna blinked. “Surfer guys…? Mako, no, that’s not what I meant!”

“Mako, what are you doing!?” Artemis recoiled his head as both cats let their jaws drop.

Her hands reached behind her back and began picking apart the knot that held her swimsuit top together. Blush formed on her face as she felt it go slack, allowing her ample chest to gently roll out of restraint. “If everyone else is showing off… th-then I have to do it too!”

“Ahhh!” Artemis and Luna gasped. 

“Mmm…” the blushing brunette sighed as she tossed her swimsuit top to a growing pile. Then she reached for the bottom of her suit and hooked her thumbs near her hips.

“Y-you can’t be serious! You don’t actually WANT to go out like that, do you!?” Luna’s fur stood up on end. 

The bikini bottom fell to the floor, and she kicked it over to join her top. She pressed her full thighs together and crossed an arm over her pronounced chest. She was as naked as the others, but there was no mistaking her smile.

“Minako once said… the quickest way to get a guy’s attention is to shake what your mother gave you…” Makoto blushed and smiled at the two cats. “That’s how I’ll get some of those guys to approach me!”

“Actually, she probably meant ‘shake your mother with…’ wait…” Artemis put a paw to his chin, his eyes wandering to a corner of the room. “…Did Mina get that one right?”

“That doesn’t matter right now!” Luna gave Artemis an odd look. “Mako, you can’t do this. It’s crazy! There’s other ways to form a deep connection with someone. What you need to do right now is put your swimsuit back on and find your friends!”

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Makoto felt her heart beating quicker as she took a few steps toward the door. “I’ll just um… find a cute guy, and get him to help!” She approached the door.

“Makoto! Come to your senses! What if you get locked out too?” Luna shouted.

“Um…” Makoto laughed and rubbed the back of her head while her other hand was on the door handle. The air tickled her breasts, a tangible reminder that she wasn’t wearing anything. “If anyone asks… I um…” She turned and pulled the door open. “…I fell! Okay, later!” she rushed out the door.

“Mako!” Luna gasped, as the door slammed.

Makoto tried to twist the doorknob. It gave the same “no” that it gave to everyone else. She was well and truly locked out without a thread clinging to her form. Her knees wobbled as she felt the heat of the sun kiss her backside. It was so warm and all-encompassing, reaching from her shoulders, the back of her arms, and her full rear end. It brought a pleasant buzz that flowed over her body.

“Oh no! Guess I better go find some help,” Makoto giggled to herself. She took a deep breath and imagined how the encounter would play out. “Mmm… they’d take a long look at me…” She put her hands together as little hearts danced in her eyes. “They’d sweep me off my feet…”

She put a hand to her chin. “Gosh, should I act like Ami and be really shy? They might help me out if I look vulnerable… Or I could act bold like Mina. They might think I’ll be more exciting to hang out with.” She focused for a moment as she turned around. Then her eyes bulged as she looked over the beach. 

“Ah…. ahh…” Her voice froze.

The beach was packed. Umbrellas decorated the sand like sprinkles, bringing colorful stripes to every direction the brunette could search. Dozens, if not hundreds of people moved along the coast in a seemingly endless hoard. They were everywhere.

And she locked herself out naked!

Makoto wrapped her arms around herself as her confidence evaporated. Why did she think this was a good idea!? The boldest girls around would find themselves paralyzed. This wouldn’t be a handful of hunky surfers flipping their hair in a steamy fantasy world. Hundreds had a chance to see her naked from head to toe.

She looked through the faces. Hundreds of them. Adrenaline flooded her veins. Her heart raced. Where were her friends? They wouldn’t come this way. Not without something to cover with. 

Makoto kept her back to the wall of the beach house as she took measured, sideways steps around the corner. Then she kicked up sand as she turned to go around to the back. Maybe another door, a window, she had to find a way back in!

Wait, Luna and Artemis! If she could get their attention, they could open the door! Makoto took a breath and approached a window that overlooked the front room. There, she saw a chair inching toward the door. She blinked, seeing the white cat press his shoulder into the chair, fighting with all his might as his partner watched. The chair toppled over and blocked the door. 

Makoto’s eyes widened. “Th-they… locked me out? B-but they tried to talk me out of this!” She turned away from the window. All the chatter and laughter of people visiting the beach haunted her ears. There was no getting around it, she had to find her friends. 

Beside her sat a plastic chest. She inched toward it and let her guard down to reach for it. The warm, open air passed over her exposed intimates and the tips of her breasts grew firm. They announced themselves to the world. 

Inside the chest was a couple of floppy plastic rings. “Just some inflatable pool toys…” She thought for a moment. Her face lit up with a little smile. “That’s it!” Her hands trembled as she fumbled the rings around and spotted a clear cap.

A few minutes later, the taller brunette peeked her head from the corner of the beach house. Sweat poured down her red face as she looked ahead to the dense field of beachgoers. She took a few steps out into the sand. A blue, transparent ring hung around her hips, the front of which displayed the head of a duck. A second ring, transparent and lime green, squeezed her chest. An inner lip brushed against her sensitive tips. 

She exhaled and kept her hands on the pool toys. Her friends were counting on her. Makoto kept her hands on the lower ring, while her upper arms squeezed the top ring. They had to stay in place at all costs. With whisper-thin cover and rubber nerves, Makoto ventured out to the beach.

Keep moving. Don’t stop for anything. Search for friends. The sooner Makoto found everyone, the better. Her cover felt so fragile. Every step caused the lower ring to shift and slide. The sound of skin rubbing against plastic scratched her ears and made it very clear she wasn’t in a swimsuit. Meanwhile, the upper ring continued to tease her chest and kept the tips firm. 

A few heads turned her way. Other people stared. Some giggled. The brunette squeezed her cover and pushed. Her pool toys were better than nothing, but it only took a few seconds to tell that there was nothing else protecting her curves.

Makoto’s face flipped left and right before she kept moving. There were people everywhere. And some colorful plastic was the only thing that separated her from ruin. This was nothing like her fantasy of being surrounded by surfers!

There were some more giggles coming from behind her. Makoto gulped and slowly turned her head, seeing two girls looking at her. 

“Is that another one?”

“How many people are going to streak the beach?”

“….Ahhh….” Makoto’s eyes shivered as her face simmered. She turned and fled. The brunette kicked up sand in her wake. They knew. They could tell. She had nothing and they knew. Her nervous grip squeezed. If they could tell, others could tell. The blue duck’s head began to sag.

“…Huh…?” Makoto’s jaw dropped as both rings began to soften. They sat lower on her curvy hips and ample cleavage. Tension failed and air washed over her backside. “….!!!” Makoto squeezed and pressed on.

Long blonde hair. Short blue hair. Long black hair. Twin tails. She had to be able to spot one. Usagi should have stood out.  The rings kept deflating, and slipped out of place, requiring both hands to stay on her figure. 

“No no no no no no no!” Makoto rushed along the beach. She reached the tall lifeguard chair and faced it. Hands felt around the top ring. She found the nozzle on the underside. Her chest heaved as she took frantic breaths. After a quick glance to make sure nobody was looking, she pulled the green ring over her head.

The moment her hands moved from the lower ring, it began to slide down her hips. “Ah!” She gasped. A hand dove and grabbed the “neck” of the duck and pulled it over her intimates. Her bare backside faced the beach, her deflated top ring was around her arm. In seconds the aging pool toys left her exposed and vulnerable.

Makoto again looked around to ensure nobody was watching. Dozens, possibly hundreds were around her. The brunette opened her thighs and clamped them around the duck’s neck, barely concealing her sex, as the ring portion lowered to her knees.

Then she took the top ring and found her way to the nozzle. She took a deep breath, put her mouth on it, and blew. As the air slowly filled, Makoto tried to tune out everything else. Get covered, and move quickly.

“Lifeguard babe! Lifeguard babe!” came a panicked voice.

“Hmm?” Makoto turned and saw a trio of surfers rushing from the water. Each one looked tanned, muscular, and had long flowing sand blonde hair. A different blush tickled her cheek, as she kept her mouth on the nozzle. Her eyelids drifted, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if they saw her…

“Lifeguard babe!” The leading one stumbled, throwing sand as he battled the ground for traction. It didn’t take long for him to get close to Makoto.

The brunette tried to push more air into the ring, keeping her mouth on the nozzle. They were seeing her. Gosh, they were handsome.

“You gotta help! We were surfing and this blond dude got a big wave! He wiped out and now we can’t find him!” he said, panting, with his hands on his knees.

Their panic busted her stupor. Makoto’s eyes widened. She released the nozzle. “W-what? Th-that’s terrible, but I’m not a…”

“You have to hurry! He was out this way!”

“…Is the lifeguard babe naked?”

“Looks like it…”

“Get your suit on, please you have to help!”

Makoto hesitated. She would have gladly slipped on the suit and charged in. The only problem was, she didn’t have one. A proper, hard lifesaver ring hung from the lifeguard chair. Makoto shook her head and narrowed her eyebrows. Someone’s life was at risk. Naked or not, a Sailor Guardian couldn’t just ignore that. 

She threw the inflatable toy to the sand. She opened her thighs and let the other fall. Then the nude brunette turned and gripped the hard plastic ring.

“…You’re going to do it naked?”

“There’s no time! Where is he?” Makoto put the ring over her arm, blushing furiously. All she could do was hope most beachgoers wouldn’t find a lifeguard rescuing someone interesting.

“In the water! This way!” The surfers waved their arms toward the water.

Makoto rushed. A hand went between her legs and another over her breasts. She could do nothing for her backside as she ran with them. A bunch of heads turned and followed them. Giggles, catcalls, and whistles tried to break in. But Makoto’s iron focus only let a little blush on her cheeks as she ran into the water.

Once she began to swim she spotted splashes in the distance with flailing arms fighting to stay afloat. Makoto grit her teeth and kicked with all her might. “Hold on! I’m coming!” She shouted as she fought through the waves.

“Ah! H-help!”  called out the male, his face struggled to stay above water.

Makoto swam close enough and let the ring float. “I got you!” She grabbed his wrist and pulled him toward the ring. “Grab on!”

“Ah… hah… oh my God… my leg’s all cramped up…” he gasped.

“Just hold onto the ring, I’ll get you back to shore!” Makoto declared. 

The male nodded and put his arms around the life ring. Makoto got behind him, put her hands on the ring, and pushed with her legs. 

A crowd formed on the beach. All eyes were focused on the fearless display the nude brunette put forward. Makoto swung one of his arms over her shoulders. “Lean on me, it’s all going to be okay.”

“Thank you… thank you…” the male said. His eyes wandered for a moment as they started to surface out of the water. A touch of blush appeared on his face.

The crowd erupted in cheers, people jumped up and down as Makoto helped the swimmer back to dry land. She put a hand between her legs as he hung onto the ring. Her breasts were free to bounce and let the shiny water drip away.

He stumbled back onto land and gasped on his hands and knees. “Thank you… you saved me…”

“Oh it’s nothing…” Makoto blushed as she put both arms around herself. Her cheeks glowed again. She may have been completely naked, but at least she made a difference.

“Why’s the lifeguard babe naked?”

“Duty calls, she didn’t hesitate.”

“Bro, that’s super brave. Respect!”

“To top it off, she’s cute!”

Makoto put her eyes to the ground. Her arms remained in covering positions, but something did tickle her. A little tickle inside her heart that just felt… right. “You… think I’m brave? A-and cute?”

“Not afraid to do what you have to, and you got the killer looks!”

“You were fearless!”

A little smile crept onto Makoto’s face. “…Th-thank you… I… I don’t know what to say. Um…” She bit her lip. Her heart fluttered. Yes, there were dozens of others seeing her, but those server guys knew the exact words she wanted. Just a few more would completely make her day. “H-hey, I don’t suppose you any of you have a gi-”

“This isn’t the dude!” said the lead surfer as he bolted his face back to the naked brunette.

Makoto blinked. “W-what!?”

“Yeah! He looked different. Kinda skinny, had this twin-tailed bun thing with super long blond hair!” The surfer gave Makoto a worried gaze. “He’s still out there.”

The brunette shivered. “Blonde twin-tailed buns…” Her eyes widened. “…Usagi!” She took the life ring and rushed for the water, bolting off at a breakneck pace. Her powerful legs pumped hard, and her breasts and backside were free to bounce and wave. Once she reached deep enough water, she continued to push. Usagi could swim but these were rough waters. 

‘Please be okay,’ Makoto thought, cutting through the water as hard as she could. Nothing else mattered. Not her nudity. Not the people that saw her. Not even the surfers that admired her. None of it mattered. Not if something happened to Usagi. 

The waves began to throw harder as Makoto hung onto the life ring. When a wave carried her to the peak, she looked in every direction she could. “USAGI!!!” she shouted. The wave rolled on, leaving Makoto in a valley before the next one rolled on. Her heart raced. She’d stop at nothing.

“USAGIIIII” She called out, as the next wave peaked. The brunette grit her teeth. She had to be somewhere. Maybe if she found Ami or went back for Michiru…

“MAKO!”

“Huh?” Makoto blinked, looking for the source of the sound.  “Usagi? Where are you!?”

“By the beach!” squeaked the voice. 

At the next wave peak, Makoto looked and saw Usagi at the shore by a rock formation, waving her arms. Ami, Rei, and Minako were all there with her.

“Ahh…. oh my God…” Makoto sighed, relief rushing through her as her body trembled. She began kicking her way toward the shoreline.

Once she arrived, Makoto emerged from the water, just as naked as everyone else. “Hey girls,” she said as she faked a laugh. 

“Mako!” Usagi and the other girls approached. “What were you doing out there?”

“I was looking for you. These surfer guys said they couldn’t find someone that looked like you… so I rushed out to help,” Makoto said, rubbing the back of her head and blushing. “I guess you’re just fine though?”

“As fine as we can be while still being naked on a busy beach,” Rei said with her arms crossed, turning a sneer toward Usagi.

The twin-tailed blonde matched Rei’s expression. “Don’t act like you weren’t part of the problem, Rei.”

“Girls, please,” Ami approached with a meek voice. “That’s not going to fix anything. We have to work together to get out of this.” The blue-haired girl turned to the brunette. “Mako, did you bring anything we can wear?”

“Umm….I brought this,” Makoto blushed with a tiny smile as she revealed the hard life ring.

“Oh… I don’t think that’s going to be enough…” A sweat drop rolled down Ami’s head.

“Hey, wait a second,” Minako approached Makoto, hand rubbing her chin as she gave the naked brunette a curious look. “We all stripped Ami and threw her out, you all stripped me and threw me out, then Rei lost the bet so you stripped her and threw her out, then you stripped Usagi and threw her out. How did you end up like this?”

The other three girls blinked, and all turned their attention to Makoto.

Makoto recoiled, her smile crumpling as she dropped the life ring. “Um… well…”

“I don’t think anyone was there to throw you out, Mako,” said Minako, a sly grin growing on her face. “That means… you left the beach house naked on purpose, didn’t you?” she suddenly pointed to the taller brunette. 

“Minako,” Ami put a hand on the blonde’s shoulder. “That really isn’t important right now.” 

“She brings up a good point though,” Rei raised a finger in the air. “None of us were there to throw her out.”

“Uhhh…” A sweat drop rolled down the brunette’s head.

“Luna can’t force her out either, and I don’t think she would try to trick you,” Usagi nodded with her arms crossed. 

“U-um…” Makoto trembled, casting her shimmering eyes on Ami. 

There was an odd silence as the two made eye contact.

“…Did you really do it on purpose, Mako?”

“N-no! I um….” She covered herself as all four of the naked girls looked at her. “…I fell.”