Sunbathing has been your favorite thing to do ever since you moved to Chicago. You put on your sunglasses, poured your drink, and sat back in your chair, sighing. You looked around the beach, seeing kids playing, people making sandcastles. Just the basic beach things. But one person caught your eye, and you tilted your sunglasses down to see them.

A very muscular river otter was coming out of the water, wearing only a speedo, which just made them look even more delicious.

As they got closer, you saw that they were incredibly hot, their muscular body glistened in the sunlight. You were also starting to realize just how big they were compared to you - they easily stood a full foot over you, and their biceps were bigger than your head. Their hands could wrap around your entire neck. I mean, you didn't have a choking fetish, but you couldn't help but imagine his hands snaking around your neck, cutting off your air and looking down at you...

They shook themselves off, their muscular, damp chest and shoulders getting a good shake. Just watching them, you could see all the muscles shifting and moving beneath their skin. Their powerful, wide shoulders shifting, their pecks tensing and bouncing. Their arms and legs were rock hard as well, the otter's muscular thighs could probably crush a watermelon.

When they settled down, you saw them wipe themselves with a towel. Their large, thick arms reaching to all parts of their body - chest, shoulders, back, thighs. Their biceps flexed as they moved, their muscles getting a nice workout. Even just cleaning themselves made them so sexy.