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.
Inside the beach house, two girls remained: the twin-tailed blonde who always bubbled with energy and the taller brunette who carried a much calmer demeanor. A pair of cats sat on the couch, paws tucked under their bodies, making them resemble black and white loaves of bread.
“I wonder what’s taking Rei so long. It’s not like Ami was that far away,” Usagi approached the window and peeked outside. “…I don’t see either of them.”
“Well, she went out totally naked,” Makoto said, doing the same at the other window. “She probably had to sneak around so less people would see.”
The black cat shook her head. “Usagi, this is ridiculous. You’ve sent almost all of your friends out like that! What if they’re in trouble, or someone takes their picture?”
Usagi waved her hand dismissively. “Oh Luna, you worry too much. They’re all fine, I know they are!”
“I don’t know… one by one, you kicked those three out. And there’s no sign of them right now,” said Artemis. “Was that any way to treat those girls who laid their lives on the line for you?”
“Oh come on, it’s not that serious!” Usagi shrugged and looked away. “If things got really bad, me and Mako could go find them and take care of everything.” She giggled. “For all we know, they’re having fun!”
“Alright, if you’re so certain, where are they?” Luna asked, lowering her eyelids.
“Oh, that’s easy!” Usagi nodded. “They’re all on the beach!” she chirped with her eyes shut.
“Okay… but where on the beach?” Luna added, with a little sweatdrop on her head.
Makoto picked up the binoculars and started looking out the window, trying to spot any of the girls in the sea of visitors.
“Well, let’s see, I know Ami found Michiru! And we all know we can trust her!”
“I don’t see either of them.”
“Minako is probably sneaking around seeing which guys she can get to put sunblock on her back.”
“Don’t see her either…”
“And Rei went straight to where Ami was since that’s where we last saw her!”
“Nope…” Makoto said, still searching the beach with the binoculars.
The blonde’s face carried a cheery smile. “Y-you… don’t see any of them?” Usagi’s face fell, and she swallowed her nervousness. Okay, maybe something was wrong. “What do you see?”
“Seems like something’s going on at the volleyball net, almost everyone is over there… wait… I see Haruka and Michiru!”
“Alright! That should mean Ami’s with them too!” Usagi put her hands into fists and pumped them up and down.
“Nope, I don’t see Ami… looks like those two are having ice cream,” Makoto observed. Through the binoculars, Michiru stood on the sand and offered one of the ice cream cones to the taller blonde. They gave a confused glance around the beach and shrugged.
“So all three are missing?” Usagi blinked. “Uhh…. heh heh, I’m still sure they’re fine!” She rubbed the back of her head as a sweatdrop rolled down her forehead. “Wanna go take a look, Mako?”
The taller girl lowered the binoculars and looked at her. She hesitated, “…so you’re going to go take a look, Usagi?”
The blonde blinked. “Well, maybe things have gotten a little out of hand, ah heh heh. But you’re good at finding people, so maybe you should go do it?”
Makoto put her hands on her hips. “Why should I do it? They all probably feel so humiliated right now because you decided to be immature.” A smirk appeared on her face. “Maybe you need a taste of your own medicine.”
Usagi’s eyes widened as Makoto towered over her. “M-mako, why are you looking at me like that?”
“I think you know exactly why,” Makoto put a hand on Usagi’s swimsuit.
“Errr….” Usagi shivered. “…Mako?”
The stronger girl’s hands reached for the strings that held together Usagi’s bikini bottom. With one firm tug, the delicate loops glided from themselves. The fabric drifted down Usagi’s long legs and tumbled. Her hips were left bare in their wake, and red rushed to the blonde’s face.
“Ahh!” She squeaked. “M-mako! Wait! You-don’t-have-to-do-this-I-learned-my-lesson-stop!” She tried to flee when she felt one of Makoto’s hands on her shoulders. Usagi tried to squirm, she tried to escape, but Makoto had caught the rabbit. Another firm tug and the bikini top came undone, allowing Usagi’s smaller breasts to have a tiny bounce.
Makoto hooked her arms around Usagi’s waist, and easily lifted the more petite blonde off the ground.
“Wait! Mako, NO!” Usagi squirmed, but Makoto was far too strong. No way one of her best friends would do this to her! Well, okay, she was instrumental in throwing the others out. But doing this to her?
The door to the beach house opened, and Makoto emerged, a frantic, squirming Usagi in tow. Usagi flailed her arms and legs like the panicking rabbit she was. “Mako, no! STOP IT I-DON’T-WANNA-GO-OUTSIDE-LIKE-THIS!” she squealed.
Makoto adjusted her stance, and gave one firm toss, launching the flailing blonde into the sand.
“WAAAHHHHH-OOF…. Ow….” she whined. She shook her head. “You didn’t have to throw me like that… huh?” She turned her head, her pupils turning tiny as Makoto stood at the door. “M-mako? Ah ha ha, that was really funny, you got me! Now let me back inside and we’ll look for the others together!”
“How about you go find the others and bring them back?” Makoto smirked and shut the door.
“No, wait!” Usagi scrambled to her feet and reached for the doorknob. “Makooo!” Usagi struggled and put a bare foot on the door frame. Just as it had done to Ami and Minako, the steel locks clacked and refused entry to the naked girl.
She turned with her back facing the beach house, her hands clamping over her intimates. Her face glowed crimson as she surveyed the area ahead of her. Dozens of umbrellas, and who knows how many people. The beach wasn’t their own little private escape anymore.
“What do I do, what do I do?” Usagi gulped, her head shifting in every direction. She had lost track of everyone, and somehow she was supposed to find the entire team. Without a swimsuit, a towel, or anything that she could use to cover up, she was completely naked.
Usagi took a breath. There were so many people on the beach. It was hard to tell if anyone had noticed her or not. There had to be a way. Something she could do. Her head jumped in every direction, and she started running.
The sun was almost harsh by this point, beating down, cooking the sand, and biting anyone that neglected to wear flip-flops.”Ooh! Ouch, ouch ouch!!” She hopped along the landscape, barely able to conceal herself.
Then heads began to turn. Whistles. Giggles. Catcalls. Usagi’s face heated to its boiling point. There were people everywhere. She spotted a couple of girls helping each other with sun lotion.
“U-um, excuse me… I’m um… l-looking for my friends!” she said with a sheepish grin.
They turned, saw Usagi, and started giggling.
“Another streaker!”
“Wow, that’s the third or fourth one!”
“S-streaker?” Usagi paused for a moment. “H-hey! I am NOT a streaker! I just um… um… I lost my bathing suit in the ocean!” Usagi barked back.
“That’s what the other blonde one said.”
“Well, it’s true!” Usagi said, lying her tush off. “…Wait, other blonde? That might be one of my friends!” Her face lit up. “Did you see her?”
“Hmm, wouldn’t surprise me one bit if you were friends with that liar!”
“So are you streaking for fun?”
Usagi grit her teeth, balling her hands into fists and letting her guard down for a moment. “Dooooo… I am NOT STREAKING!” She shrieked at the two.
Others at the beach stopped what they were doing, and saw the clearly naked blonde girl shouting at the other two. In seconds, the furious Usagi began to shrink, with a touch of blue on her face, and a small twitch of her eye. “Uhhh….”
“Don’t look at me!” Usagi squealed, covering herself up and fleeing. She fled, running across the beach, looking for somewhere, anywhere she could hide. Her naked legs carried her across the sand. The blonde couldn’t slow down at all, not even realizing she passed a couple at the beach chairs, as the two licked away at ice cream cones.
“…Should we help her?”
“I came here for peace and quiet. They can take care of themselves.”
“I suppose…”
“Ah ah, ah, ah, this is so baaaaaad,” Usagi cried as she fled across the beach. Her heart raced. She was drawing attention everywhere she ran, and she was no closer to finding her friends. All she could think to do was hide and hope Makoto would eventually come find everyone.
As she sprinted, a change in the sand caught her ankle and sent her tumbling. “WhoaaaooooOOOO!” She crashed into the sand with a sudden ‘thump.’
“Oww…..” Usagi whined.
“Hey, watch where you’re going!” said a male voice. “I spend a lot of time on that…”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to, I just…” She looked up and saw an older male, with messy black hair, chiseled jaw, and firm muscles up and down from shoulder to hips. And raised eyebrows, mirroring hers as she realized who it was.
“M-mamo!?” A smile exploded on her face, and her eyes shimmered with delight.
“Usako? What are you doing her-whoa!”
The naked blonde lunged at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Oh Mamo, I’m so happy to see you!
Mamoru’s stunned expression faded into a smile, and soon his firm arms returned the hug. A sweet warmth seemed to radiate from him, filling Usagi’s fluttering heart. Everything would be okay. He’d make it right. He’d fix everything. Gosh, feeling his bare chest against her own made her mind start to bubble. “Alright, alright, take it easy. What’s going on? Why are you naked?”
“Mamo, you have to help me. I need to borrow a towel, or something I can wear!” she pleaded.
“Um… I wasn’t really planning on swimming, so I don’t have a towel here… hold on.” He released his hug on Usagi and turned to his bag.
“Weren’t planning on swimming…?” Usagi sat for a moment. “Who comes to the beach and doesn’t plan on swimming…” Her face fell as she covered herself. “…Don’t answer that…”
“I was making a sandcastle. It was really involved until… never mind.” Mamoru fished through the bag and withdrew a pair of black swim shorts. “Well… I brought these.” He offered them to Usagi with a sheepish smile. They vanished from his hands in an instant.
“Thank you so much!” Usagi cheered, pulling the swim shorts up her legs. She paused and looked down, with an odd tickle around her most private spot. There was some kind of internetting in the trunks.
“So um… why were you… you know… naked?” Mamoru rubbed the back of his head.
“Umm…. well I sort of…” Usagi wrapped her arms around her chest, and let a sweatdrop run down the back of her head. “I kind of pranked some of my friends and… they got me back, ah heh heh.”
Mamoru shook his head. “Usako…”
“Do you have a shirt I can borrow?” Usagi said, her eyes shifting around. “That’s the only other thing I need right now!”
“Um… not with me… maybe… your chest is small enough, you can pretend you’re a boy and nobody will notice?” Mamoru smiled.
Usagi’s face froze. Hands clenched into fists and began to tremble. “Dooooaaaarrrrghhhh….” Her face began to boil with a red fury as she grit her teeth. “Pretend I’m a boy? Pretend I’m a boy!?” She put her hands under her modest breasts and gave them a squeeze, creating a little cleavage. Then she marched up, eyes locked with Mamoru.
“That’s not going to work because in case you haven’t noticed, Mamoru, THEY’VE BEEN GROWING!” She shoved them towards his face. “Or are they not big enough for you?”
Mamoru recoiled and flailed hands, “I noticed, I noticed! I was just joking! They’re lovely, I love them at every size!” He let out a nervous laugh. “I just thought you might be in a joking mood because of all the pranks!” He cleared his throat. “W-wait here, I’ll run to my car and grab you a shirt!”
Usagi put her hands back to covering positions in a huff. “Hmmph, you better, Mamoru!”
As he got up and ran for the parking lot, Usagi turned. “Pretend to be a boy. I can’t believe he said that,” Usagi muttered under her breath. At least she was partially covered now. She exhaled. “I guess I shouldn’t stay too mad… he’s the only one who can help me after all…and it did feel nice when he hugged me… heh heh.” Little hearts danced in her eyes at the recent memory.
“Hey bro, what’s with the twin tails?” came a male voice.
Usagi shook her head, and saw a few other males, staring with eyebrows climbing above sunglasses.
“…Bro?” Usagi parroted. ‘Pretend I’m a boy.’ She blinked and looked down at herself. At the wrong angle, she did appear a little flatter. Gosh, she hated the idea, but there was a chance it could work.
“Yeah, don’t think I’ve ever seen a dude rock tails that long.” There was a collective chuckle among them.
“It’s my…” She paused and cleared her throat. No way this would work. She had to sound deeper. “Uhh… yeah. It’s a twin bun style. It… it…” Usagi glanced around. How would she explain her hair? Her long golden twin tails damaged the illusion far more than her chest ever could. A wave rolled onto the sand, holding her attention for a moment. “It’s… for surfing!” Usagi attempted to fein her deep voice. “Yeah… see they do all kinds of super cool-looking flips when I get on the waves!”
The guys shared glances, and one started stroking his chin. He smiled. “Ah, right on! I never thought of something like that!” He looked at Usagi. “We were just about to hit the water, can I see you do a few flips?”
“You gotta be great at the flips if you spent that much time growing your hair out!”
“Yeah, come on!”
“Well, I-” She cleared her throat. “I mean, I could,” she lowered her voice. “But I didn’t bring my board. Can’t do it today, dude. Sorry!” She tried to run a chuckle.
“That’s no problem, bro. You can borrow mine!” The leading male presented a long, yellow board with a fin on the tail.
“Ahh… g-great! That’s totally cool!” Usagi said as she put up a peace sign and let a sweatdrop roll down her head.
“Sweet, let’s do it!”
She exhaled, let her hands go from her petite chest, and took a breath. She put her hands on the board and started following the guys to the water. Her heart raced. This was a terrible idea. To make matters worse, each stride she took brought up a new problem. The loose feeling around her hips. Each step caused the swim trunks to drift, baring more and more of her smooth hips.
Usagi felt her cover descend and had to reach for the shorts to secure them. They were meant to fit Mamoru, not her, and his hips were a fair bit wider than her petite frame. Her face felt redder. There wasn’t time to fix the drawstrings. The only things holding the shorts up were her hand and hope. It wasn’t long before she was waist-deep in water.
“Alright bro, paddle out, let’s see what you got!” said the leading male.
“Oh yeah! No problem!” Usagi kept the fake voice going. Her usual smile crumbled as she laid the surfboard down. Then she hoisted a leg out of the water to climb atop the board. Her shorts sagged exposing her bare backside. A hand retreated to pull them back up.
Usagi laid herself against the board and began paddling out into the water. ‘What am I going to do? I don’t know how to surf! I promised a crazy flip!’ Usagi trembled. She exhaled. “Okay, the water’s not too crazy, maybe it won’t be big enough to do anything fancy and they’ll leave me alone,” Usagi said as she paddled.
Her pupils shrank as a shadow crawled over her. A wave began to roar above the horizon, lifting the ocean water in its path. “Ahhhh! That’s a really big wave!” The blonde paddled her hands hard, her frantic pace throwing water everywhere as she attempted to turn. “Too big too big too big too big!” She panicked.
The wave caught up to her in seconds and began to raise the board. “Whoaaaaa!”
“Start the surf, bro! Start the surf!” called out one of them.
Usagi gripped the surfboard for dear life. There was no prior practice. No lessons. Nobody told her how. She just had to adapt. “No! I can’t get scared. I have to try! Nobody taught me how to surf, and nobody taught me how to be Sailor Moon… except for LunaaaAAAAA!” The wave rushed beneath her and pulled the board.
The ocean roared around her. She felt herself get higher and higher. Her view of the beach grew, seeing everything from the sands to the parking lot. Usagi held on, and her expression shifted from shaking fear to curious amazement. “Wow… what a view… hey wait, maybe I can see my friends from up here!”
Her eyebrows narrowed, and she lifted a leg. Then the other. They trembled from the swells of hot adrenaline. They parted, and Usagi extended her hands out, as the board began to carve the water. “Nhhhyeaaaaa…..” Her arms began to flail.
“Geeze, that wave’s huge…”
“Jealous he’s riding it…”
“Waaahhhhh!” Usagi shrieked, and her balance fell apart. She shifted her weight and flailed her arms in a desperate effort to keep the board higher. Wait… what was that thing Ami tried to explain to her once? Momentum! She angled the board down and built up her speed. The twin-tailed blonde adjusted her path and took a sharp turn up.
Just like that, Usagi was in the air. “Yeaaaaaahhhhhh! I’m surfing! This is amazing! I can’t believe it’s so much… huh?” She saw the board drift away from her feet. “WAAHHHHHHHHH!” her arms and legs began to flail as she tumbled down into the roaring wave.
The splash was sudden, and the water was cool. But it also twisted and threw Usagi around like a toy. She struggled and tried to climb into the water. Something hit her ankles. A fish maybe? They probably got tossed around in this madness. Usagi tried to angle herself up, paddle, and kick.
She emerged and gasped for air. “Ahhh… hah… wow…” Usagi shook her head and wiped the water out of her eyes. Of all things, she giggled. “That was kinda fun… I kinda wanna do it again… huh?” Her pupils shrank as another giant wave loomed over her. “Waaaah!”
The wave took her for another ride, this time, without the surfboard. All she could do was flail and scream as the ocean played with her. It tossed her into the air. “AHHHH!” Usagi screamed, as her glorious form flew through the sunlight. She tried to steady herself, to shift her weight and land properly. Then she saw something. A rock formation a little further down the beach, and three people huddled near it.
Usagi dove again, the surfboard forgotten. She resurfaced and gasped for air. It was everything she could do to fight the water. But her body ached from all the running and fighting with the ocean. She swam for the rocks, her pace slowing.
She felt the ground beneath her feet and managed to swim a little further. She could recognize 3 girls, one blue-haired, one blonde, and the third with long black hair. That had to be them! “My friends!” Usagi said with a twinkle in her eye.
She got close enough to land that she had to start walking. Usagi put things together in her head. She’d reunite with them, catch her breath, and hope Mamoru came looking for her. She put her hands on the rock and pulled herself up.
“Ahh… hah… Ami… Minako, Rei…?” Usagi blinked and smiled at the three naked girls.
“This is all your fault!” spat Rei.
“My fault? Hold on, how is it my fault?” Mianko kept her attention on Rei.
“Sending Ami out naked was your idea, and that gave Usagi the idea to keep doing it!” Rei crossed her arms.
“Girls, come on, we shouldn’t be fighting like this,” Ami waved her hands at the two. “It won’t do us any good…”
The blonde and the raven-haired girl crossed their arms and turned their backs to each other. “Hmph!” They hummed together.
“Everyone!” Usagi called out, dragging herself on top of the rock. “I finally found you!”
All three turned. “Usagi!?” They said together. They all approached and grabbed Usagi’s arms, and pulled her up, the water dripping down her form.
“What happened?” Ami said, helping the wobbly girl stay on her feet.
“Oh, it doesn’t matter. Now that I know you’re all here, we can go find Mamo to help us!” She smiled.
“Mamoru’s here too?” Rei said. “Wow, it’s like everyone’s here today. Me and Ami saw Haruka and Michiru earlier.”
“Yep! I’m just dizzy from trying to surf, but I’ll be fine,” Usagi waved her hand.
“Okay, so where’s Mamoru?” Minako asked.
“He was making sand castles and went to his car,” Usagi explained. She blushed and rubbed the back of her head, looking at the three of them. “Um… Ami… I hate to ask… but since you have the shortest hair you might have the best luck with this.”
Ami blinked. “The best luck with what?”
“Putting on these swim shorts, pretending to be a boy, and finding Mamo! I was able to trick some surfers into thinking that I was a boy.”
Ami’s face turned red and she put a hand over her mouth. “W-what? N-no way, I can’t just… that wouldn’t work!”
“Yes it would, and it can!” Usagi nodded.
“No, I think Ami’s right,” Minako approached Ami, looking at Usagi. “She won’t be able to fool anyone with these,” she put her hand under Ami’s chest and gave a light upward push. They were by no means large, but their humble shape pronounced itself compared to Usagi. The soft mound bounced as soon as Minako removed her hand.
“Ahh! M-minako!” Ami jumped, wrapping her arms around the aforementioned asset.
Rei rolled her eyes and looked back at Usagi. “Also, what swim trunks are you talking about?”
“The ones I’m wearing right…” Usagi put a hand on her hips, ready to grip the fabric. Smooth skin met her fingers instead. Her voice reduced to a squeak.
“…now…”