"Ugh, dammit." Mahiru bemoaned as she looked at the picture of herself she had just snapped. She usually wasn't one to take pictures of herself, but when one of her friends suggested a picture of herself jumping on the beach, she couldn't resist. But she'd found that it was much harder said than done, and she was truly learning why it was hard to take a picture of a moving object.

It wasn't her hair or her clothes that was the problem, even. It was her damn chest.

Even wearing all the clothing she had on, her breasts bounced with every jump, and it was visible with the pictures. It was not only annoying, but also embarrassing! But, she'd never let that stuff stop her before, so she started getting set up to do it again.

As she did, she didn't notice Hajime coming onto the scene, watching as Mahiru set up her camera. Once it was done, she walked over and started silently counting, jumping at just the right time for the shutter to go off. She walked back around, a hopeful look on her face that quickly fell as she grumbled.

Now Hajime wasn't usually the type to pull "pranks", but he felt he was close enough with Mahiru in particular that he could do it and she'd forgive him. So after she set it up again, she walked over and just as she was about to jump, he rushed over and grabbed both her skirt and her shirt, simply expecting her to be pulled back and fall over, somehow, instead, her clothes were ripped to shreds as she jumped. And not just her normal clothes, her underwear, both bra and panties also fell apart, leaving Mahiru standing there in only her socks and shoes as she landed back on the ground. Hajime's eyes immediately shot down to her ass, something he'd only seen in his daydreams. It was perfectly smooth and round, and in a single moment, he wanted to squeeze it.

Mahiru meanwhile, was left frozen in place, shocked at what had just transpired as she looked down to find her breasts completely bare. She slowly turned around to face Hajime, giving him a brief eyeful of the front. Her breasts were perfectly sized and shaped, looking like they'd fit perfectly in his hand. While she was still frozen, he glanced down at her pussy, where he found it nicely trimmed.

Finally, Mahiru recovered, her face turning the deepest shade of red he'd ever seen. "I'M NAKED!" She shrieked as she covered herself with her hands, though the pose she had now only turned him on further.

"Y-yes, you are."

"IN PUBLIC!"

"Yeah so you probably shouldn't shout." He said, and Mahiru glared at him. She shivered as she felt his eyes run over her entire body. Sure, maybe she'd wanted to show her body to him, to trust him with the sight, but not like this! She looked down at her torn clothing. They must've been more worn than she thought…

"S-sorry…" He said, and looked away, but Mahiru's own eyes trailed down to the very obvious tent in his pants, and she felt herself shiver again as her heart started to race. The entire situation sank in all at once. She was naked in public, in front of a guy she actually thinks she likes, and he'd been staring at her, and had seen every part of her. And to top it all off, the worst part?

All of that made her insanely horny.

"I-I'll go find you some clothes, if you—" Hajime said as he started to walk away, but she grabbed his arm and pulled him close, pressing her body against his as she grabbed hard onto his crotch, feeling the boy shudder against her.

"You are going to fix this." She said quietly.

"I-I was about to go get you clothes—"

"No. What I mean is…I want you to fuck me. Right here. Right now." She said, and Hajime gulped.

"O-okay!"

And so Hajime was also stripped down and the two made passionate love on the beach, each of them cumming several times before they were eventually found by Teruteru, who Mahiru punched in the face so hard that he immediately went unconscious.