You've always loved Hawaii, for the tropical scene, the lovable people, and the delicious food. Finally, you've saved up enough money to take a week-long trip to Honolulu by yourself. You didn't want your family or siblings to ruin it, so you didn't even tell them you're gone. Getting off of your plane, you step into the hot air, breathing it in. You make your way out of the airport and call for a taxi into the city.

After doing so, they drop you off in the city, and you can see the beautiful beach just up ahead. Heading out to the beach, you look around, and one person caught your eye. A small, curvy shiny Sylveon boy, dressed in a blue bikini. He's drinking an orange drink from a plastic cup shaped like a coconut, before he sees you. He tips up his shaded glasses, his fangs showing as he grins.

"Hiya. You visiting? Me too."

He looked pretty in that bikini, like a girl. But why was he wearing a bikini in the first place when he's a boy? He stands up, and you can see his entire body. His waist is really, really small, and so are his upper arms, while his thighs and butt are a little bigger. He was a real femboy. His blue eyes, blue ribbons, and blue bow looked adorable on him.

He walks over to you, a paw on his hip cocked out in a sassy manner.