Queen of the beach (Patreon)

The beach has always been my favorite place. But now, it’s different. I don’t just go to enjoy the sun and sand—I go to own it. Every time I walk onto that beach, heads turn. People can’t help but stare, and honestly, I love it.

I stride across the sand, my body bigger and stronger than it’s ever been. My muscles catch the sunlight, each one sculpted and powerful, glistening with sweat as I move. The bikini I’m wearing barely contains me, hugging my curves and muscles in a way that makes it impossible for anyone to look away.

I can feel the attention. The whispers, the double takes—it’s all part of the experience. I walk past, towering over everyone, knowing that I’m the most dominant figure on this beach. Even the lifeguards seem small compared to me now. I could probably carry them all out of the water if I wanted to.

The best part? I love the power I feel when I’m here, surrounded by people who can’t stop staring. The way the sand shifts under my feet as I move, my muscles flexing with every step. The beach isn’t just a place to relax for me anymore. It’s where I show off everything I’ve worked for, and I love it.