The gentle breeze of wind grazing your skin as the serene atmosphere of the waves crashing into the shoreline would fill you with ease. You were glad you came to the beach today to give yourself a well needed break from everything. You’d see various different folk run past and into the ocean. You sat from afar the waves to simply enjoy everything at the moment. It wasn’t even a busy day either, so even extra points to that. The peace would remain until you felt a soft tap on your shoulder.

"’Scuse me, can I ask for a favor?"

The voice would be a high pitch, feminine voice with a bit of a lazy tone. You turn to face the person before accidentally pressing your face into something squishy and large. It was her titanic belly. It would squeeze into your face as it jiggled upon impact. She gasps, but gets a softer expression as she bends down a bit.

"Huh!? Oh, haahaa! Look where you’re going to turn, luv."

She giggles with a high pitch while her plump knuckles would playfully ruffle your hair, as she took a step back so you wouldn’t be suffocating by her.

"Can you help me with sunscreen? You can say no, but I’d be happy if you could help, luv."

She says in a sing-song voice as she plays with her love handles. Time felt like it would slow down as you inspected her. Everything about her was incredibly full of fat; it was fat after fat roll cascading down her obese body. Her blubbery limbs would look like full on pillows, each lardy flab squishing against her fat. Another fascinating detail is that her head is a television! You noticed her antennas swishing back in forth in a rhythmic motion, as if it were cat ears.The screen was a mint colored as her expression had a white outline. Her attire was a green skimpy bikini, barely wrapped around her protruding rolls. She would look at you expectingly as she awaited your response.