Street Fighter: Stripped on the Beach

Yun skateboarded down the beach. Sweat glistened off his toned back. He leaned into his board, the wind whooshing in his ears, and expertly turned a tight corner of the sidewalk. He was wearing his baseball cap and a pair of white swim trunks with black accents that fluttered in the air.

“Ooh, would you look at those moves!” a voice giggled.

Yun skidded his skateboard to a stop and turned to his left where, on the sand, Menat was watching him with big eyes filled with awe while accompanied by three other gorgeous women. Menat’s swimsuit, if you could even call it that, was just some white bandages wrapped around her breasts and another bunch of bandages looped across her crotch, over her hips, and between her tight, cocoa-colored buttcheeks. On the beach towel next to Menat, Juri turned, noticing Yun for the first time. She was wearing a tiny black bikini held together with strips of fabric running across her boobs and hips like spiderwebs. And next to Juri, Karin stopped rubbing suntan oil on herself. She lowered her glasses to take in Yun. She was wearing a bright white bikini with a frilly skirt covering her lower half.

Yun took in the three women and then Mika, who was standing in front of them next to a chin-up bar, stretching by touching her toes. Mika was wearing a blue sideless sling one piece that was riding up her bubble butt like a thong and barely contained her drooping boobs as she bent over. Still upside down, she noticed Yun staring at her, at all four beautiful women and gave him a beaming, cheery grin.

“Afternoon, ladies,” Yun said, trying to sound relaxed, trying to avoid their staring, thirsty eyes and the stiffening happening in his shorts.

“Show us some tricks!” Mika said.

“Yeah~!” Juri cooed. “Show us what you got!”

Yun smiled but was sweating more than ever.

He stepped back and did a successful kickflip on his skateboard, jumping high in the air and his skateboard spinning beneath him, so fast it was a blur.

Menat clapped, maybe too loudly.

“Whoa, that’s awesome!” Mika said.

Juri just smirked.

Karin stood up with her hands on her hips. “Very impressive! You must have to be very strong to pull of a trick like that!”

Yun grinned. “Stronger than most, but it’s more skill than brute strength.”

Juri clambered to her feet. “Oh! I’ve got an idea! Let’s see how strong you are!”

She rushed over to the chin-up bar and grabbed the pole.

“Let’s see if you can do more chin-ups than Mika here! And I’ll be your spotter!”

Yun looked at the muscular pro wrestler. He really doubted that he could best whatever her score was, but there were four gorgeous women standing around him now, expectantly. Menat was bouncing up and down with excitement, her bandages barely holding their own against bouncy momentum; Karin stared at him with hungry, but measured eyes; Mika was glowing with expectation; and Juri was motioning to Yun with her head to come over to the bar.

Yun stretched his shoulder.

“Don’t worry! I’m going to leave your record in the dust!”

“Now that’s what I like to hear!” Mika said.

Yun walked over to the bar and jumped up, grabbing it easily, flexing with confidence. Juri moved behind him.

A nagging thought entered Yun’s mind in that moment. “Spotters? Chin-ups don’t need spotters!”

Greedy fingernails dug into the fabric of his trunks, and the three girls watching squealed and whooped with delight. Yun felt Juri’s panting, purring breath on his legs as she reached up and tried to strip him completely from the chin-up bar.

Adrenaline racing through his brain, Yun kicked his legs out of her grasp, and let go of the bar, falling onto the sand.

He turned to Juri. “HEY! What’s the big idea!”

Juri was grinning. “You almost spoiled our fun!~~”

Juri pushed Yun, knocking him back into strong arms that grab him around his torso in a backwards bearhug. Mika grabbed Yun and lifted him up, pressing his back against her boobs, pinning his body with the mostly naked heat of her own. His hat fell off his head and rolled away on the sand.

“PUT ME DOWN!” Yun struggled.

“Take them off! Take them off!” Menat chanted.

Karin covered her face barely able to contain her laughter.

Juri leapt forward like a tiger and stripped the trunks off Yung’s legs with one swift movement, leaving him completely naked.

“OH MYGOD!” Mika gasped.

“Woww!~ Look at that monster!”

Menat could barely get her words out over her giggles. “h-How does that even f-fit in someone?”

And above it all was Karin’s high-pitched laughter, her palm to her mouth while her other hand pointed at the poor, red-faced, naked Yun!

“OH-HOHOHOHOHO!”

His flaccid, flopping dick was massive, absurd, reaching down to his mid-thigh, a long and girthy sausage of bouncing, maleness. It was so big it practically covered his balls with its length.

Mika dropped Yun from her grip, and Yun tried to cover himself in front of the pointing, laughing quartet, but his hands were too small to contain the sheer rigged swinging size of it.

Behind him, Mika was staring at his slim, peachy butt and swung her hand with full force.

“YOWW!” Yun shrieked. He stumbled forward, a bright red handprint on his left buttcheek. His whole butt stung, and his hands moved frantically from covering his front to defending his behind, all while the girls screamed with delight.

“GIVE them back!” Yun shouted, with a wavering voice.

Juri spun the shorts on her finger.

“Why don’t you come and get them?”

Yun ran for his shorts, his naked dick and balls bouncing around helplessly, but Juri tossed the shorts over his head to Menat who caught them out of the air.

“Over here~!” Menat taunted, blowing him a kiss.

Yun whirled around, but Juri’s clawed hand slapped at his butt, decorating his other buttcheek with another handprint.

“AIEEE!” Yun squealed.

“OH-HOHOHOHO!” Karin was doubled over laughing, her face bright red.

Yun ran after Menat, his dick flopping against his legs, but Menat threw the shorts over to Karin. Yun turned to Karin, his poor red butt taking two quick, burning stinging slaps from Menat against each of his cheeks.

“OWW!”

“That’s it, Menat! Show him whose boss!” Mika cheered.

Yun grabbed his stinging rear, wincing. Menat grinned, proud of herself.

“Yeah~! Make those cheeks rosy, red!” Juri laughed.

Red-faced and eyes watering, Yun tried to ignore them and stared down Karin.

“Come on, just give them back!”

Karin’s eyes looked down, transfixed.

Yun followed his eyes and he noticed that his dick was fully erect, jutting forward in all its enormous, rigged, throbbing, ridiculousness.

Yun blushing, knees buckling with humiliation, tried to cover his hard-on, but it resisted his hands like it was made of solid rock.

“g-Give them back!”

Karin held out his shorts, stretching them apart with her hands, but her hands were still focused on his cock.

“Here. Take them.”

Desperate, Yun reached for the shorts, but Karin whipped them aside just out of his reach like a bullfighter and Yun flopped onto the sand, his bare, spanked butt sticking straight up and his dick and balls dangling under it like an absurd tail.

“OH-HOHO! You’re such a gullible little boy!” Karin laughed.

Yun struggled to his feet, when a sharp whistle split the air.

“Hey, indecent exposure is totally illegal and stuff!”

It was Makoto. She was wearing a red tie-on bikini and had a whistle around her neck. The right breast of her bikini top was decorated with a white cross and the words “LIFEGUARD” were spelled out across the curves of the seat of her bikini bottom. She was clearly blushing, visible even with her very tan skin. She gestured to Yun’s dick awkwardly, too flustered to even point at it directly.

Yun tried to cover his dick again, but the best he could do was wrap both his hands around most of it, which made it look like he was going to start jerking off any second.

“I don’t care if you’re sexy, embarrassed, and have a big wiener!” Makoto shouted, her voice trailing off.

“They stole my shorts!” Yun shouted.

Juri walked over to Karin and took the shorts from her.

“The nasty pervert has been running around with his cock out all day. These are my shorts.” And with that Juri stepped into Yun’s shorts and pulled them up to her waist, wearing them over her bikini. She made a show of pulling the strings out and tying them tight with a big knot.

Yun stared in shock. His heart sank, knowing that it would be near impossible to get his shorts back now.

Mika and Menat snickered to each other while Karin rolled her eyes, bemused.

Makoto nodded, but she was still staring and Yun’s naked body.

“Got it! Then it’s time for me to deal out some beach justice!!”

“Hey, what are you doing!?”

Makoto grabbed Yun’s arms in an iron grip and led him to the chin-up pole. Then she took a pair of handcuffs and bound his arms behind him.

The five women watched him squirm, helpless, his dick pointing straight forward, swaying side to side as wiggled helplessly, the entire naked, flexing, sweat-drenched and toned expanse of his body helpless for all to see. The handcuffs clinked pathetically.

“th-This isn’t funny!”

“It looks absolutely hilarious where we’re standing!” Karin said.

Mika grabbed her phone from her beach bag.

“Alright girls gather round!”

The four women posed around the horrified and humiliated Yun. Karin held her phone in front of them, preparing for a selfie, but making sure that Yun’s dick was in frame, which wasn’t very hard because of the sheer size of it.

“"Hold that pose ladies! Now, say 'Penis'!"

“PENIS!!!” They all shouted, beaming, while Yun stared traumatized at the camera flash.

The next hour was absolute hell. The women spent that time laughing at him struggle and then when they got bored went back to sunbathing and swimming and working out in front of him. Their almost naked bodies glowed in the sun, torturing Yun and his inescapable hard-on more than their words and laughter ever could.

“Yun?”

Yun, dazed, humiliated embarrassed, turned and saw Chun-Li walking up the sidewalk. She was wearing a sundress and was staring at him with confusion.

“Chun! You’ve got to help me!”

Yun struggled against the handcuffs.

Chun-Li arched an eyebrow. “Okay…”

Then she walked across the beach, picked up his discarded baseball cap, and placed it on top of his blazing erection. It stood there like it was held up on a hat rack.

“There you go!” Chun-Li giggled.