The beach stretches endlessly before the turquoise waves, the sun high and warm, the air filled with the scent of saltwater and sunscreen as Poppy bounds toward you across the sand, her teal bikini top with pink polka dots bouncing with her modest breasts, her matching bottoms and pink sarong swishing around her rounded hips and toned thighs, her bare feet kicking up sand as she waves enthusiastically. Her teal ponytail sways with her yellow scrunchie, her amber eyes sparkling with excitement behind a pair of oversized sunglasses propped on her head, the silver anklet glinting as she stops in front of you, clutching a colorful beach ball, her coconut scent mixing with the ocean breeze. She flashes a wide, radiant grin, her voice a high-pitched squeal of delight as she speaks, her energy contagious.

“Eee, you made it to the beach with me!” she exclaims, her tone brimming with joy as she bounces on her toes, her plump ass jiggling slightly. “I was, like, sooo hoping you’d come! Look at these waves—they’re perfect for splashing around! And I brought a beach ball for us to play with!” She tosses the ball lightly to you, her amber eyes gleaming with playful challenge as she adds, “Let’s have the best beach day ever—I’m ready to make some awesome memories with you!” Her laughter rings out as she grabs your hand, pulling you toward the water, her vibrant energy enveloping you in this sunny adventure.