Angelic Summer Vacation by ImoutoCommissions

Chapter 1

Jacob has taken his family to the beach to further enjoy the summer. He 
can't help staring at Amy in her bikini, one that perfectly shows off 
the baby bump of her fourth pregnancy, and the color of which he can't 
help but mentally describe as being a nice pussy pink. Her wings are 
fluttering in the ocean breeze, and she leads their children in building 
a massive sand castle, all of them working together in an adorable 
sight.

One that only he can see, though. Amy has assured him that she appears 
to be a normal girl to everyone else on the beach, her baby bump and 
wings obscured from view, and their family appearing to be quite a bit 
smaller, with only the twins visible to those who are not very 
spiritually attuned. He probably does just look like a big brother, 
taking a group of younger siblings out to play, rather than the husband 
of the oldest, with the others being their young children.

They have had a fun day playing out here, and the choir has nearly 
finished the sand palace, which will appear just as it is to any 
onlookers. That will make it seem that much more impressive, for just 
the four of them to have pulled it off together, and that makes Jacob 
smirk to himself. It really has been a perfect day by the sea for him 
and for his massive family, but things are about to get a lot more 
interesting.

Amy moves to squat alongside the trench dug around the sand castle 
before calling to Jacob. Once he looks to her, she winks and says, 
"Watch me fill the moat!" With that, she pulls her bikini bottoms to the 
side, a torrent of liquid gushing out of her pussy. She sighs happily as 
she begins to pee into the moat, and Jacob watches her with great 
interest, getting more and more turned on by the moment.

However, a different sort of liquid begins gushing out of her then, 
while she is still peeing, and she falls back onto her rear, clutching 
her stomach in surprise. All at once, Jacob realizes that her water must 
have just broken, and is quick to spring into action, wasting no time. 
Out in the open is no place for her to give birth, even with, or 
especially with, the way people will not be able to see everything that 
is happening. He moves to scoop her up so that he can dart up the sand 
with her in his arms, their swarm of children following him to the beach 
house that he has rented for this occasion.

"Come on, babies, wait just a little while longer," Amy coos in a 
strained voice. "Wait until papa has me inside and can wash all the sand 
and salt off of me, okay?" While she does this, Jacob is able to get her 
inside, so that he can start cleaning her up, and preparing her for the 
next addition to her angelic choir.

~X~

Hours later, Amy has successfully birthed another cluster of putti, and 
fed them all with her milk, before finally getting them ready to lay 
down to bed. It has been a long day, but now, things are finally 
starting to calm down. Jacob has, as always, done everything in his 
power to help her through the birth, and helping her enjoy it to the 
fullest potential, what with how much she always gets off on the pain of 
childbirth.

After that, he set to getting things cleaned up around the beach house 
while she took care of their new children. Jacob also had to help tend 
to the other children, who all want to surround their mother at every 
moment, eager to meet their new siblings. Now, everyone is tired out 
from the exciting day, but the parents are still due for some fun, at 
least according to Amy.

Her bikini has been freshly washed by Jacob, so she is quick to put it 
on again before running up to Jacob, where she can rub seductively 
against him. As he looks down at her, she asks, in a playful tone of 
voice, "Since all that is over now, don't you think it's a good time for 
a moonlit swim?"

"Are you sure about that?" he asks in turn. "The ocean is going to be 
pretty cold right now, and besides, do you really want to leave all of 
the children alone while we go out?"

"You know how quickly our children mature. The twins should be more than 
capable of looking after their dozens of siblings, even if they are only 
six months old," she replies, as if this is the most natural thing in 
the world, as if he is silly for even asking. If she were to say 
something like that to anyone but him, they would have no idea what to 
even make of her statement, but he knows that she has a point.

"Besides, I trust you to keep me warm, so please? Can we please go out 
and swim? I didn't get to have as much fun today because I couldn't play 
outside!" she begs, and there is not much that he can say to that, when 
he knows that she does have a point.

"Fine, let's go outside," he agrees, and she cheers, before grabbing 
hold of his hand so that she can drag him outside, so excited that she 
really is acting the age she appears to be. This is just another one of 
those things that she has wanted to do since regaining a physical body, 
and though he has gotten very used to the fun that they have had, very 
used to his little ghost girl becoming his little angel, he remembers 
that it has not been this way for very long, just since Christmas. There 
are still a lot of experiences that she wants to have, and she wants to 
make the most of their beach trip.

Once the two of them reach the ocean's edge, Amy rushes forward to dip a 
toe in, only to recoil when she feels just how cold it is, just like she 
had been warned. Instead of going out on her own, she asks, "Can I ride 
your shoulders out there first?"

"Sure thing," he replies, having expected as much, given her general 
aversion to the cold. He lets her climb onto his back, sitting on his 
shoulders with her legs dangling over either side. Against the nape of 
his neck, he can feel the warmth of her bikini clad pussy, starting to 
soak through in her excitement, dampening the back of his neck in the 
process. He holds her legs up against his chest, and she tangles her 
fingers in his hair before he starts to wade out into the dark ocean, 
able to brave the cold water quite a bit better than her.

He keeps going until he reaches a place where Amy should be able to keep 
her head above water, while her toes are brushing against the sand 
beneath her. At that point, she takes a moment to gather her courage, 
deciding if she is really going to dive into that water or not, before 
bracing herself and pushing off his shoulders into the water. Given how 
much she hates being cold due to her years as a ghost, it is a very 
brave move, and he stays close by her, just in case she has a strong 
reaction and wants to be pulled back out.

However, she is actually able to enjoy swimming instead. She finds 
herself leaning back to make snow angel motions on the water's surface, 
innocently showing off just how well her bikini accentuates her every 
curve, driving Jacob wild to be able to look at her like this. Kicking 
and splashing, she seems to be having a very good time, but eventually, 
the cold starts to get to her, and she needs something to keep her warm 
before it all becomes too much for her.

Kicking water at Jacob, she says, "Come wrap your little angel around 
your hot cock, so you can warm me from the inside out!"

He is already achingly hard for her, after watching her aquatic display, 
so all he has to do is free his massive erection from his swim trunks, 
before he is able to pull her bikini bottoms aside and start to push 
into her. He is, as always, too big for her to take, with the way she 
keeps healing after every session, and she moans out in a mixture of 
pleasure and pain, the masochistic angel loving everything about this 
feeling. Looking up at him, she moans out, "You're stretching me out 
even more than our newest babies did..."

"And you love that, don't you?" he teases her, as he fits himself the 
rest of the way inside of her, making her tiny body bulge with his 
massive size. He leans down so that he can kiss her, not exactly 
surprised to find that she stays on the surface of the water as if it 
were as solid as any bed, rather than the rolling waves, what with the 
way she often tends to ignore the laws of gravity.

Like this, it is easy for him to make out with her while he warms her 
up, giving her everything that she wants from him. After a little while 
of simply warming his cock, and letting his cock warm her, Amy lets him 
take a break from kissing and breathe for a little while.

While he does, she says, "Let's go for a swim, just like this!" Jacob is 
happy to indulge her in that, letting her cling to his body while he 
swims with her, letting her enjoy being filled and just how warm that 
leaves her, as she starts to get used to the temperature of the water 
around her. Even when it feels cold to her, rushing past her while he 
swims, she is able to keep close to him, and that is more than enough to 
keep the little angel warm.

This goes on for a little while longer, until Jacob finds a small cove 
among some rocky outcroppings, just the right size for the two of them 
to keep hidden away in. He brings her there, holding her close as he 
swims in that direction, before laying her down in the shallow water, 
her tight pussy still clinging to his cock.

"Are you ready for the main event?" he asks her. She nods in response, 
and he holds tight to her as he begins properly fucking her. Thrusting 
forward, he gives her just what she needs, making her moan out in 
ecstasy. Her body is so tiny and so tight around his cock, which has 
grown so much thanks to her angelic powers that it is, as always, far 
too much for a little girl like her to handle.

Even after all the times that they have done this, and even after giving 
birth just earlier that day, she can't handle him, having completely 
healed from that already. Her body is that of a virgin all over again, 
and even with the time she took to get used to him inside of her as he 
swam around, that was still not enough to prepare her for having him 
move inside of her. Now, it is as painful as it is pleasurable, and that 
is everything that she could ever want. She loves the way his massive 
cock rearranges her insides as he loses himself to his rhythm, fucking 
her absolutely senseless, in a way that she knows would be enough to 
seriously harm a mortal woman. Her unique biology is the only reason 
that she can handle something so extreme, and she is absolutely hooked 
on every second of it.

The more he fucks her, the more carried away with it she gets, ready to 
follow through with the usual routine that directly follows another 
birthing. She whimpers and cries out, "Go on, go on, fill me up! Give me 
another belly full of babies!"

He slows then, rather than increasing his pace like he normally does. 
Shaking his head, he replies, "I'm not sure if that's a good idea."

Shocked, Amy whines, "Why not?" She has never had him turn her down 
before, not since the first time she gave birth, when they had the 
twins. But now, suddenly, he is denying her what she wants, and she is 
really not used to getting that.

He does continue to fuck her, but the pace is so slow now that it is 
agonizing. Reaching inside of her, he begins to stroke her ovaries, and 
begins to explain himself. "You've taken like a fish to water when it 
comes to all the things I taught you about sex and anatomy, and when it 
comes to being an angel, you seem to automatically know everything there 
is to know about your nature. But beyond that, your general knowledge 
is...lacking, and my job keeps me too busy to teach you everything that 
you need to know."

He takes a breath before saying, "It took a lot of work, but I managed 
to create a digital paper trail that makes you look like my ten-year-old 
little sister that I have had custody over since the untimely death of 
our parents. I've enrolled you in school for the coming year, but even 
if you can hide your pregnancies from the spiritually unaware, it will 
cause problems if anyone is able to see through the illusions."

Amy is fully ready to protest those plans, much more invested in 
becoming a mother over and over again than throwing that away to go to 
school. Though the idea of school itself is not all that unappealing, it 
is the idea of giving up her addiction to pregnancy that really does not 
sound ideal to her, more like something she would have argued with from 
the start if he had told her. Perhaps that is exactly why he did not 
tell her, but now, she is getting ready to whine and beg him to change 
his mind, when Jacob does something that he has never done to her 
before.

His grip on her ovaries tightens, a sensation that she has always loved. 
She is used to the way he plays with them and squeezes them to make her 
feel good, and she is left moaning so much that she is not able to voice 
her complaints. However, he does not stop at the point that he normally 
does, and instead continues to squeeze harder, tightening his grip more 
and more, the pain increasing right alongside the pleasure, her poor 
squishies not able to handle being squished quite so much.

He grips one just a bit tighter than the other, and just like that, it 
pops inside of her, the pain so severe that it sends her over the edge. 
Her orgasm is so strong that it is more than enough to send him over the 
edge as well, and they are both lost in their shared ecstasy. Amy has 
never felt anything like this before, and she has certainly been made to 
endure a lot of pain since the two of them have started exploring her 
masochistic tendencies. It feels so good that it makes her forget 
everything, including her woes involving giving up the joys of pregnancy 
and childbirth for a little while.

And when she does regain the ability to think, and remembers that is 
what she was upset about, she starts to think that it might not be so 
bad. She can be at least a little bit patient, and as long as she has a 
proper replacement, then there is no need for her to miss that special 
pleasure and pain, in the time that she has to wait. It takes her time 
to be able to speak again, but when she can, she is ready to accept his 
proposition.

"I guess I can put off having more babies, at least for the school 
year," she concedes, much to his pleasure. "But you have to meet two of 
my conditions for me to go along with your plans! For one, you have to 
knock me up the instant that school lets out for the summer! I want to 
deliver you a fresh bundle of babies as often as I can under these 
rules!"

"Alright, I can do that," he agrees. "It shouldn't cause any problems 
just as long as we only do it during the summer vacation, but no going 
back on that and pressuring me to get you pregnant during the school 
year. I'm not going to change my mind on that, especially not after we 
have already agreed to this."

"That's fine, just as long as you agree to my other condition," she 
replies, a dreamy expression coming over her face. "Having you squish my 
squishies was the best feeling ever! I don't want to ever stop doing 
that, so if we do that, then I won't have to miss having babies too 
much. It hurts just right! We'll have to see how long it takes for them 
to heal back to normal, but if they do that fast enough, then you have 
to squish them at least daily!"

Jacob nods, going along with it without any trouble. Just as long as he 
is able to keep her entertained and educated during the day while he is 
at work, he does not mind what he has to do to keep her happy. And as 
for making her come that hard, he is always eager to make her feel good. 
It seems like a fair exchange, coming up with something new after taking 
one thing away.

The two of them go back to shore not long after that, and he gets her 
dried off and ready for bed, still blissed out from her climax.

Chapter 2

The next day, the family enjoys another day on the beach. Amy is 
tackling her portion of one of the large watermelons that the family is 
sharing, looking adorable as she sits on the lounge chair with the soles 
of her feet pressed together, heels almost pressed into her crotch. The 
wedge of melon that she is eating is about as wide as her shoulders, 
maybe even more so, and her skin is glistening with the juice that gets 
everywhere as she tears into it.

When she notices that Jacob is watching her, just as she finishes eating 
that piece, she reaches to pick up another one of their watermelons, 
this one not yet cut. She holds it against her lap and begins rubbing it 
as she comments, "it's almost as big as my belly gets when I'm full of 
babies!"

All at once, an idea occurs to her, and she begins to phase it into her 
stomach, using her abilities so that she can put the watermelon inside 
of her. She turns herself intangible, letting it phase first inside of 
her, and then, as she is more careful and precise, she is able to phase 
it into her womb, stretching the organ out around the melon that she has 
selected. Once she knows that she has it inside of her just the way she 
wants, she is able to let go of it, withdrawing her hand and slowly 
willing herself back to tangible. As a result, her womb is stretched to 
contain the melon, and by the time that she is done, she does look 
pregnant, having the watermelon completely inside of her, bulging her 
stomach, her womb struggling to keep up with the sudden change.

Excited, she looks to Jacob as she exclaims, "Look, look! I think I 
found the perfect substitute for everything until you let me get 
pregnant and give birth again!" Almost as soon as she has finished 
saying this, her womb has begun trying to expel the melon, sending her 
into her first contraction, and making her moan out as she clutches her 
stomach. It is not quite the same as her giving birth, but it is similar 
enough, and he knows that to her, it really does seem like a good 
substitute. Watching her clutching her stomach, moaning from both pain 
and pleasure, there is no doubt that she is in absolute heaven right 
now.

He shakes his head at this, wondering how the innocent little ghost girl 
haunting his house turned into the perverted angel in front of him, 
before leaning over to give her a kiss. Her lips taste sweet from the 
juice, and when he pulls back, he says, "I'll do whatever keeps my 
little angel happy, just as long as you get good grades. Would you want 
to try a pumpkin for Halloween?"

Though he asks that as a joke, she still moans in response, while her 
cervix struggles to dilate enough at such short notice, all to be able 
to push out something so big. There was no chance for her body to 
prepare for this, seeing as it is completely unnatural, and that means 
that it might actually cause more pain and more damage than giving birth 
to several little angels in a row. But beyond that, it is ideal for her 
because it is instant pregnancy, instantly sending her into birth, and 
therefore leaving no chances for her to be caught pregnant by someone. 
There is no risk involved, a fun way for her to play outside of school, 
not growing their family at all, and not causing any problems for their 
relationship getting found out.

She suddenly jumps up as she says, "My snack made me all messy! Do you 
want to join me in the shower, so I can get cleaned up? And maybe you 
can rub my belly and stretch out my butt while the watermelon stretches 
out my kitty?"

Needless to say, Jacob is more than willing to go along with her. As he 
scoops her up, he turns to the twins and says, "Keep an eye on the 
little ones, okay?" With that, he carries her off to the outdoor shower 
stall, meant for rinsing away the sand so that it is not tracked into 
the beach house. He sets her down to start the water, and she braces her 
arm against the shower wall while shaking her rear at him. Immediately, 
he begins to get hard at her shameless little display. He has been 
fighting his arousal all morning, watching her go to town on her 
watermelon, getting glistening and sticky with juice, and even watching 
her silly idea come to fruition, knowing that she is doing that because 
he has gotten her so hooked on being pregnant.

Now, he can't help but praise her for the way she easily gets him 
excited like this.

"Your angelic ass is so amazingly awesome," he praises her, just before 
he moves his hand to start swatting at it, giving her a few good spanks 
in response to this. She loves when he spanks her, loves the way he 
brings his hand down on her ass, giving her a harder smack each time 
until her cheeks begin to redden. He keeps it up well past this point, 
loving the way that this makes her moan for him.

Amy continues to wiggle, moving more into his touch until he decides 
that is enough of that and reaches to yank her bottoms down all the way, 
exposing her ass and pussy to him. He leans down behind her, where he 
can take each cheek in hand and start kneading at them and groping them, 
and leans his face in to start licking at her, starting from her clit 
and working his way all the way back, making her moan all the while. She 
tastes so good to him, the juices of her arousal practically gushing out 
of her right now, and he is able to make her feel that much more amazing 
just by lightly using his tongue on her. There is a hint of watermelon 
to it as well, and he wonders how she managed to drip so much juice on 
herself that it even got beneath her bikini.

He doubts that he will ever get an answer for that, but he does not mind 
in the slightest. It just makes her taste that much better to him and, 
as a result, makes the whole experience even more enjoyable for him. In 
turn, that makes it more enjoyable for her, getting off on just how much 
he loves licking her.

He pushes his thumbs forward into her pussy, while doing the same to her 
ass with his index fingers, prying both holes open and keeping them 
stretched like this, before moving to take her clit between his teeth. 
Amy cries out, moaning, "Yes, big brother, stretch...stretch them and 
nibble at my bud, please, please!"

"I can see your cervix playing peekaboo with the watermelon," he 
comments, before pushing his hands in to start tracing at her tender and 
dilated cervix, barely able to handle all of this. She is definitely 
going to do some serious damage to her body like this, but of course she 
does not mind that at all, always looking for new ways to hurt, and 
always confident in the fact that she can recover from it all, her body 
and its regeneration able to take anything she might throw at it.

Just when he is done teasing her with that, he pulls his hands back so 
that he can press the tip of his cock to her asshole, teasing her with, 
"Are you ready for my donkey dick to destroy your dainty derriere?"

"Yes! Yes, please!" she moans. "Please, destroy me, big brother!"

Once he has his little sister begging him for it, there is no force in 
the world that could hold him back from giving her what she wants. 
Thrusting forward, he plunges into her without even trying to be 
careful, because he knows she wants him to make it hurt, and he knows 
that she would be able to bounce back from it all. The harder he fucks 
her, the happier she is going to be, especially when he is fucking her 
through another "birth."

He reaches forward to hug her against him, holding her tight to his 
chest as he begins to pound into her, quickly falling into the rhythm 
that he knows she desires. Tearing her apart like this, absolutely 
destroying her like he promised he would, is the best way to handle her, 
and he knows he is more than capable of leaving her satisfied, if he 
just keeps using her tight little body like this. Pushing his hands 
forward, he touches her hardened, swollen stomach, rubbing at it and 
truly impressed that she is able to handle something of this size, but 
at the same time, not really all that surprised, all things considered.

With her stomach being so bulging, hard, and taut, he can't resist 
giving it a few good smacks. Amy seems to really like that, as she cries 
out, "Oh! Beat my big belly like bongos!" He does as she says, smacking 
her over and over again to add to her excitement, while he continues to 
pound her ass, continues to beat at her stomach, slapping and smacking 
to make her moan out even more.

But after some time, she becomes distracted from all that by another 
sensation. After eating so much watermelon, the high liquid content of 
the fruit is starting to take its toll on her, and since she is 
simulating a big pregnancy, the negative effects of that are in full 
swing as well. Her bladder is absolutely bursting now, and she whines 
out, "The watermelon I ate is trying to take revenge on me by making me 
need to pee, and the watermelon in my womb is avenging its friend by 
crushing my bladder!"

In response to her adorable whine, Jacob simply replies, "You'd better 
hold it until I come," before reaching to grab her by the knees, and 
pulling her legs together, holding them as high up as the melon bump 
will allow him to. At that point, he grinds her swollen bladder, between 
the melon and her thighs, making it as hard as possible for her to keep 
holding it in her current condition, though he does still expect her to 
hold it all the way to the end. Tormenting her poor, bursting bladder is 
absolutely his favorite thing to do to her, and she has rarely let him 
down before, developing quite the endurance despite her tiny size, tiny 
bladder, and the fact that her body is constantly resetting due to her 
astounding angelic healing factor.

She might not be able to hold it much longer after he is done fucking 
her, but as long as she is able to keep her bladder in check until he 
comes, then he is not going to hold it against her. Those are his only 
conditions for this, but just to make sure that she knows that he is 
serious about it, and does not think that she will get away with this 
unscathed if she happens to fail his challenge, he adds a punishment 
into the mix, making sure that it is something that she will take very 
seriously.

"If you fail," he warns her, as he sits to hold her in his lap like 
this, "then I am going to make you take the coldest setting from this 
shower." That is enough to alert her that he means business; he never 
uses the cold as a playful punishment, knowing that she does not find it 
arousing like she does other forms of pain and torment. It could only 
ever serve as a real one, a negative consequence of her not doing 
exactly what she is supposed to. And yet, the knowledge that he is 
willing to go that far only serves to further turn her on.

Thus begins the battle against her bladder, when both the watermelon and 
her big brother are aiding in her bladder's cause, pushing her closer 
and closer to the edge of wetting herself, while all of this pain and 
pleasure pushes her closer to giving into an earth shattering orgasm, 
one that would surely make her lose control, whether she was capable of 
continuing to hold it or not. All of this is becoming too much for her, 
and yet, all she can do is continue to fight against it until the end, 
forcing herself to endure, and loving it all that much more as a result, 
because this is really putting her to the test.

Her vacation has been great, and this feels like the perfect way to 
start to bring it to a close. She will have to change a lot of her life 
to start going to school, but she is excited about that change, and 
excited to see where it goes. This is a good finale to her more free 
life, and she knows that she will not have to stop having fun entirely 
either. Now that she has found alternatives to the long term things, she 
can enjoy the short term things to her heart's content, knowing that 
Jacob is going to do whatever he can to take care of her and tend to her 
needs during that time. He really is good to her, and the cruelty he is 
showing her right now is only further proof of that.

All of the wild and rough fucking, all of the various stimulation, can 
only be withstood for so long. Amy does what she can to fight back 
against her own impulses, and though Jacob is doing what he can to put 
her to the test, he does not force himself to resist, to draw it out 
longer, when he knows that he can't take much more. Instead, he just 
lets himself give in, so that she will finally be able to have the 
relief that she so desperately needs.

Just in time for his orgasm to hit him, he lets her legs part as he lets 
go of them, and reaches inside of her so that he can grab hold of her 
ovaries, pleased that she really does regenerate that quickly with those 
as well, knowing that she will be excited to know that she really can do 
that every day. He tightens his grip immediately, not teasing it out 
this time, crushing her ovaries all at once, while he comes inside of 
her, flooding her bowels with his seed.

That is all that Amy is able to handle, the sudden and intense pain 
pushing her over the edge that she has been dangerously close to all the 
way. She lets out a sharp and strangled scream as she comes, and at that 
point, it is as if everything in her body gives out all at once, in time 
with her giving into her pleasure. Jacob knew that this would happen to 
her, the only reason he did not make her come before he reached that 
point himself, forcing her to fail his challenge.

Her insides clench so tightly around his cock that it is rather painful 
for him, but at the same time, something that he can enjoy quite a bit, 
knowing that he has that sort of effect on her. And all at once, there 
is such a powerful contraction that it completely negates her ability to 
think or process anything, at the watermelon is fully expelled from her 
womb, the "birth" finally complete after a very intense and exciting 
"labor."

She is left shuddering and trembling, her orgasm only further prolonged 
by the birthing, and somehow, throughout all of that loss of control, 
Jacob is amazed to see that she is still somehow holding onto her 
bladder, even though all of that should have been more than enough to 
make her lose control of that. She is still holding on even after he has 
come for her, and might simply be waiting for him to give her express 
permission to finally let go.

Amy collapses into his lap from all of that, and he leans in to murmur, 
"Alright, you've done a good job. You can go ahead and pee now." That is 
all that she needs to hear, and she immediately lets go, urine gushing 
all over the watermelon that she has just birthed, completely drenching 
it. The relief is astounding, nearly enough to trigger another orgasm, 
despite her exhausted state.

When Jacob pulls out of her, Amy can see that his member is all bruised 
and tender from how tight she clamped down on him. Her eyes widen as she 
says, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you!" Leaning in, she starts 
pressing kisses all along his shaft, and he steadily begins to heal 
before his very eyes, her innate healing ability transferring just 
enough to make it all better. Still, he will say that the pain was 
definitely worth it.

Once she has made sure to kiss him better, the two of them get to their 
feet so that they can get cleaned up, fortunate that they are already in 
the shower, and able to do so very quickly, having left minimal mess 
behind as a result of that. Then Amy leans down to pick up the melon, 
holding it directly under the spray of the shower, so that she can rinse 
the outside of it completely clean. Despite being squeezed so tight by 
her body, there is no damage to it, so the inside has remained 
unscathed.

Noting that, Amy grins and says, "Let's go cut this one up and eat it 
next!" Already, he can foresee her covered in sticky juice again, 
getting worked up and ready to start things all over again, but he just 
smiles to himself, deciding that would be just fine.

"Alright, sounds good," he replies, as he follows her back out onto the 
beach.