Beach Colors

The first day of the beach opening. It was officially five o’clock in the morning and this was the frantic hour when all of his biggest shipments came in. There were thong bikini bottoms, slingkinis, two pieces, one pieces, art design, plain design, speedos, swim trunks, banana warmers, foals through adults, and the different races from Griffons, like himself, to changelings, Abyssinians and yaks.

Providence was a gray griffon with a black beak. He was lanky, standing just under six feet tall and with a short head of feathers that had an enormous cowlick to his right. His talons were nimble and able to hang up as many bikini matches he could find. Why those people thought that shipping him the bulk of his inventory at the eleventh hour was a good idea was beyond him, but he remembered to keep stock of, not only the receipts, but marking where they were and how many there were of each item barcode number. He was not going to go under from lack of doing his taxes or keeping a proper view on his product. He’d seen that happen far too many times.

Ranchtown was nice. He’d only lived there for about three months while he got his plans in motion. Hollow Shades was very, very different from this place. Growing up there was a bit of a trick for someone as lanky as him. It seemed like everyone was out to prove something when it came to the griffons. All of them were supposed to be bigger and badder than the others and everything had to boil down to competition. This was especially true for getting girls.

The stock for girls was so high, you may as well try to buy a house of your own with how much you had to prove to a lady. Providence was not on that level, but he never lost hope. The griffon knew that Ranchtown had a beach, where Hollow Shades most certainly did not. Everyone told him he was mad for trying to follow such a stupid dream. Who sold swimwear?

What they didn’t know was that he was getting them at nearly half their net worth, because the company that created them went out of business. Scooping up what little money he had to try and ask a girl out, he decided to go a different route. Rather than spend nearly a fortune trying to please some snooty girl who thought she owned you, he put it toward renting this place and all of the market level swimwear he could gather in a place that had no water and no hot weather. They almost gave it all away.

The inventory was not the big issue with the cost. The cost came from the beach front property he had to rent. The bits this place pulled was on a ridiculous scale for how small it was. Providence literally had to take after this place with a drill and a hammer to build his own changing room stations, complete with mirrors. This place was cramped, to say the least, but thankfully, swimwear did not take up a great deal of space.

Providence was already tired, and it was only seven o’clock by the time he was finished enough to call it a good place to start. The back storage was full of boxes and bags of hot merchandise. This was it, the first day of his opening. As a bit of a little celebration, Providence walked up to the front window and pulled down the little lamp chain for the first time. The big red and blue open sign.

“Yay…” He shook his hands upward, then he went to sit behind the cash register in his small chair with the pillow on it. He was literally counting on this place turning a profit so that he could eat for the second half of the month. Despite the tension and the horrible pressure, he figured he was doing okay.

The first ten minutes, silence. The only thing working was his air conditioner, which he had to be frugal with. In fact, he was pretty sure that he already heard it clunking around inside its old steel frame. He wished that he could have splurged for a good one, but he was already pushing it with this piece of junk. The last thing he wanted was to scare customers away with a hot, muggy store and a sweaty griffon stripped down to his boxers.

The door opened! “I’m telling you, we’ll thank ourselves with how much time we had without screaming fillies and colts.” Fable said as Voltage hummed a half-hearted agreement. She held a cup of coffee in her hand as she followed him inside.

The orange unicorn lady’s eyes were half open and bags were vaguely noticeable underneath her eyes. Either way, she was absolutely smoking hot. Providence immediately measured her out without staring for very long and noticed that her ass was quite round and would magnificent in a g-string.

“Oh, well, hello.” Fable said as he waved to Providence, who waved back after standing up. “I thought I knew all of the griffons in Ranchtown.”

“I haven’t been here very long. This store literally just opened ten minutes ago.” The griffon leaned against his store counter while the two of them looked over his collection of stylish beachwear.

“Well, Fable, I’ll hand it to you. This definitely beats the mall’s selection.” Voltage said, already looking at a top that had lightning patterns in different colors and even cartoonish patterns. “Wow, this one is so 80’s, it almost hurts.” She took one off the rack that was the lightning patterns, but more like something you’d find in a Sunday newspaper comic strip. Some of it was like TV white noise but part of it was those hot pink or yellow colors.

“And I’ve found mine.” Fable said as he held up a cool blue wave pair of swim trunks.

The door opened once again. This time, it was three people. All of them were in their late teens and looked like they were more than ready for summer break. Some ponies that walked in already had swimwear on. One of the girls who walked in, a smaller one, couldn’t have been more than seventeen. She bought a tiny one piece bathing suit without even trying it on. She looked so excited to go to the beach that she ran through the front door after paying for it with a debit card that was obviously her mom’s.

Pretty soon, to his surprise, Providence was looking at a decent flow. It was a little astounding how many ponies didn’t even bother changing in the store. Still, things calmed down a little bit and he went to go check on the back room to collect all of the hangers. He knew some of them were back there.

“I think they’re gone.” He heard a voice say from one of the four stalls. There was a good plastered wall between the store and the changing rooms, but when the store was quiet like this, you could hear the voices just over the rickety air conditioner.

“Fuck, you just had to skip the past few days, didn’t you?” Voltage whispered back to him before starting to breathe a little harder. Providence furrowed his brow and he couldn’t even think to hope. “Just don’t fuck me so hard. The griffon guy is still out there. You are so fucking hard.” She had to stop herself from squeaking with both of her hands pressed against her muzzle.

From the bottom of the mirror, the image of the two fucking was quite clear. From below, Providence could see it like a money shot in a well shot porn. Her pussy was oozing all over his cock as he slid deep within her while they both stood. She squatted a little lower as he sank deeper within her and Providence could hear her throat stop her moan.

“Wait, where are you supposed to cum?” Voltage asked as he held onto her bare ass and plowed deep into her. As soon as she asked the question, he started to hump noticeably faster and harder. “Fable, I swear, you ruin my beach bod look with a pregnant belly and it’s the doghouse for you–nnnshit.” She choked out the last part as her face strained hard against his meaty cock grinding against her insides.

“I don’t know, Voltage. You do love kids.” Fable whispered to her and she scoffed. As he fucked her and dripped onto the thin carpet, there was a moment of heavy breathing.

“No, Fable, I don’t know if we should–oh fuck me–-should risk it!” Her voice faltered and she was a little louder than she thought.

“So we should risk it?” Fable said and she whimpered as his big red dick went deep into her.

“God, you’re such a kid.” That was when she visibly began to pump back against him to get him harder into her. “Just fill me up. Maybe next time fuck my ass to stop making me nervous. You know you get a mare pregnant if you look at them wrong.” Voltage referred to Fable’s three children. Though, Night Coder was still pregnant with the twins.

She went through yet another orgasm as her body shook and her knees buckled. Semen dripped to the ground as his cock started twitching out hot milk within her. “Damnit, stop making it feel so good and stop cumming buckets. I’m starting to see what the problem is.”

His cock jerked back and fort hard within her once and she squeaked just a bit in surprise and sudden stimulation. “Fuck you.” Voltage growled at him before Providence started hearing smacking sounds. He was kissing her sloppy on the lips while still balls deep inside of her.

That was his cue to leave. Providence walked back into the main part of the store just in time for his next customer. This guy was a little different. There was something that looked outwardly wrong about him being in the heat. His hair was sky blue and his fur was a very blue-ish gray. He was in a sweat, and it was clear that he wasn’t happy with the air conditioning in this building.

“Hey, how’s it going?” Providence asked, and he immediately thought it was kind of a stupid question.

The pegasus hummed for a moment, closing his eyes as the sweat on his brow rolled down to his cheek. “I feel like I could be better.” He said as he started to browse the store. He wore a very light fabric, green tank top with a thin pair of khaki shorts that looked like a goat could tear into them without trying. “I need swim trunks that won’t bunch up, if you catch my drive.”

“Yeah, try the men’s trunks in the back.” Providence directed him and he looked through the smaller shelves.

He was surprised to see that not only did the young griffon have a good assortment of airy swim trunks, but he also had a few brightly colored shirts that felt like they weighed nothing. They were button-up, but they didn’t cling and their patterns were very retro. He picked up two green and yellow types of trunks and shirts that looked somewhat similar in shade. They weren’t perfect, but it seemed like a winner to him.

“If you don’t mind me asking, why did you come to the beach if you don’t like the heat?” Providence asked and the pony sputtered a bit. Then he laughed.

“Well, there’s a girl and she likes the beach.” There was an immediate understanding between the two of them as Providence nodded.

“Can’t say that wasn’t a motivator for opening this shop.” Providence immediately admitted and the pony snorted a little as he brought the clothes to the back.

“Well, if you’re hiring, I can give you my application right after I try these on.” He had to dodge both Fable and Voltage as they walked out from the back and they exchanged pleasantries.

“Alright, we’ll take these.” Voltage said as she held up four pairs of two piece bathing suits, a shirt, and Fable had two man thongs with a pair of blue wave swim trunks.

Providence was not expecting over a hundred bits in one purchase on his first day. His register was so full, he actually had to drop some of the coins in rolls to the safe below his counter. As he did his due diligent records, the air conditioner sputtered and spat once again. This drew Voltage’s attention as he looked over at it.

“You need to have someone look at that, but you probably know that already.” Voltage said as she tried her very best to ignore it.

“Yeah, I know, but I just opened this place and that is a bit of a nonproblem right this moment. I’ve got a few weeks of red tape to work through before that’s budgeted.” Providence said as he bagged up their stuff and handed it to them. The sudden image of their coital encounter springing to mind as he remembered her tits bobbing up and down as she got fucked.

“Well, then, I’ll pencil you in.” Voltage said as she lifted up her shirt to reveal a small pack strapped to her hip. She picked out a small flathead screwdriver and Providence eyed her as she walked over to the window unit.

“Is she serious?” Providence asked Fable and he nodded as he looked at her open the air conditioning unit without even turning it off.

“Whoever sold you this was a conniving asshole. Just so you know.” Voltage said as she lit up her horn and zapped the unit into an orange bubble. Whatever the orange bubble around the unit did, it allowed Voltage to reach into it and start pulling things apart.

“I don’t doubt that.” He said as he witnessed some of the most nonchalant, brilliant mechanical work in his life. She pulled out a tiny pair of cutters, alcohol scrubs and even used two of her fingers to coil up a spring properly before putting it back and tightening down the screw for it.

“Alright, I think it’ll run for another few months if you make sure to turn it off at night.” Voltage said as she closed the air conditioners case and popped the bubble to let it run again.

It was so quiet by comparison. It actually felt like it was making a difference in the room’s heat as well. Providence’s jaw hit the floor. It actually looked like the unit was running better. Voltage walked back up to him and flicked up a card that she caught and then held up to him. The young griffon was officially introduced to Gemini Ties.

“Thank you, Sweet Voltage.” Providence could only think of that to say. He tried to think of giving her some kind of money, but she just paid him. “I wish I could actually pay…”

That was when the orange unicorn looked over at Fable, who eyed her as well. Then she reached over to a rack behind him and pulled out a banana hammock that was actually colored like a banana.

“Give me this and we’ll call it even.” Voltage said as she held it up toward him.

Providence raised an eyebrow at her. That thing was fifteen bits, far cheaper than the repair job she just did to such an ancient piece of machinery. She did not seem to have a single bit of hesitation about it, though. He shrugged and nodded.

“Okay, take it.” He said and watched her drop it into the sack Fable carried. He said his thank yous and they said their goodbyes, but then Providence stopped them.

“Hey, if I were wanting to set up an internet connection up here, can you do something like that too?” Providence asked Voltage and she thought for a moment.

“I can do something like that, but it’s not what I specialize in. I know about as much as I need to know in order to set up some gaming servers and stuff like that, but I’m more familiar with hardware than software.” Voltage admitted. She tried to do some of that coding and intricate computer firmware and software, but never ended up doing anything with it. “I would say go see Midnight Sun, but I think her boss closed down the shop.”

“Yeah, someone different owns it now. I think it’s still a computer store, though.” Fable got his phone out and got the information for Providence as the blue haired, gray pegasus came back from the changing rooms.

As Providence thanked them again, the two of them left and in walked a much more curvy, shapely figure that made the griffon lock up completely at the first sighting.

“So, I was going with… this?” The pegasus looked up at Providence and then immediately noticed he was gawking and staring toward the door as the couple left. “Dude? What’s…” That’s when he turned around and his jaw also very quickly hit the floor.

She had the largest rack this side of the country. It wasn’t every day you saw a changeling, but it was even more rare that she would possess a chest that spanned gargantuan depths. Her skirt was see-through, showing off her purple thong. The thong looked like it belonged with a top,but her top was nothing but a very large t-shirt that tried very hard to stretch with her breasts. It was a shirt for the metal band, Skullhoof, but it looked so beat up, it may have been ancient.

The changeling girl was dark in the face, but as her body flowed into her curves, it was a more charcoal color that bordered on gray. She looked at the two gawking guys at the register with her violet eyes and smiled as she popped her sunglasses up to her horn where it rested. Her hair was also quite strange, even for a changeling. It was solid white with one red line coming diagonally over it on her left side. It was a little strange how unique she was and in so many ways.

“Hi, are you open right now?” She asked, and Providence very visibly nodded. “Good! I need some help, if you would.”

“Absolutely, yes, just give me one moment and I will be right there.” He said before he very quickly tried to scan the barcodes on the shirt and trunks.

“Dude, I suddenly was not kidding about that application.” He whispered to him and reached for his hand. “My name’s Ice Cap, by the way, and I want to follow you to the ends of Equestria.”

“As soon as I have money to pay you with, you’ll be the first to know. Right now.” Providence nodded toward the dark, lovely lady looking around at the bathing suits with a somber expression. Ice Cap nodded with a deep understanding and no short supply of envy. “Thanks for coming, Ice Cap, now please exit my store.” He whispered and the blue haired pegasus nodded.

“I’ll be back.” Ice Cap glared at him with intensity as he backed toward the door and nodded intently.

“Have a nice rest of your day. Enjoy the beach!” Providence put on a fake smile and waved. Ice Cap frowned at him with an unamused expression as he opened the door and it closed behind him. “Now, ma’am, thank you for dropping by.” The griffon immediately turned his attention to the changeling who was holding up the largest cups on the rack. It was obvious they would barely cover her at all.

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss an opening day at the beach for the world.” She said as she looked out the window toward the sunny sands and the ocean. “Looks like it’s crowding up a good bit.”

“Yeah, I gotta say, business has been good so far today. If this keeps up, I might be able to eat something other than ramen.” Providence said as he approached her and she smiled at his little joke that was definitely not at all a joke.

“Alright, well, as you probably noticed, I am a little big.” She said and then held her hand out toward him with her palm open. “I’m Vespa, by the way. I need a top that actually fits and doesn’t go see-through in water.”

The description was obviously specific because she had experience of it happening. To be a fly on the wall when her top went translucent was the deepest wish he would care to make in that moment. There was a problem, though and it was as plain as day. Her bust was exceptional, and Providence had to reboot his brain to think in her presence. She seemed to possess a perfume that was light and sweet. Mixed with her natural scent, the young griffon’s head was spiraling.

“Are you feeling alright?” The changeling lady asked as Providence finally snapped his head into gear.

“Yes, actually, I’m good. Do you have a specific cup size?” Providence asked without even thinking about the implications. That’s when her lips drew a hard line and her cheeks turned into a tomato red shade as she blushed.

“Well, I could give you a ballpark, but sizes tend to differ when you get up into the N’s and the O’s.” She looked down at her chest and he was forced to do the same. Such round quality, yet so buoyant. The sagging was there and it looked as if they weighed the same as potato sacks.

Providence’s breath was pure heat and his blood was going south, hot as magma. He finally managed to rub two thoughts together, however.

“Yes, one moment.” Providence said as he tried to walk past her, but they were both caught between three racks. Two of the racks were metal and contained bikini wear while the other contained massive breasts and only held one shirt. All of them were an obstacle and his breath caught in his throat when she pressed her hands against her mammaries to draw them closer to her and give him a bit more room.

She felt something trace across her leg and couldn’t quite tell what it was as he passed her as quickly as he could. Whether it was his erection or not was a possibility that Vespa had not dismissed as he went into the back of his shop.

He started practically dumping boxes onto the ground and picking them up. As he got them to chest level, their flimsy lids opened and beach clothing strewed across the ground. Providence was frantic in his search and it did not take long, as they were hard to miss. He came out of the storage room and Vespa jaw hit the floor.

By some miracle, in all of the world outside of the internet and some obscure locations, it had happened. This just so happened to be a store that had, not only bikini tops in her size, but a selection of them. He handed her two of them, one was solid red while the other was striped in yellow and orange. The next one was the one she looked at the longest, as it was purple with star patterns. It was not the same purple as her thong, but she certainly had no room to be picky.

“Is there any way you could hold some of these for me?” She asked, handing him three of them while placing the other four on the counter. “I’ll take these three and I can be back for these four.” Vespa said before looking back over toward the other racks, she began looking over the smaller g-strings and thongs. This made Providence feel as if he would melt.

“I’ll hold anything you want.” Providence said in as calm a tone as he could muster, which wasn’t much. She eyed him with her violet orbs and smiled.

“If you don’t mind me asking. How did you ever have the right size for a bust like mine?” Vespa inquired as she picked up a green thong to give it a closer look. She liked the lime green but she wasn’t crazy about the shape.

“Oh, well, I mean…” Providence tried everything to think of some kind of excuse that didn’t make him look like an enormous pervert, even though he may have fit under that category. “I may have gotten them just in case…” He started to say but then started going through words and phrases that did not appeal to many in this situation.

“Just in case someone just so happened to fit them. I see.” Vespa wore a small smile on her face that was very hard to read. Either she was humoring him or she was genuinely amused. He couldn’t tell. “Well, you’ve been nothing but helpful since I got here. I’m going to go and try these on, if you’re cool with that.”

“Absoluuuuuu—” He started to say but then she took the bikini tops from the counter, only to pull her top down to reveal her pitch black nipples for a moment. They were huge, pointed and absolutely gorgeous against her charcoal grayish breasts. She turned and walked away, only to pull her top back up as the door began to open.

“Man, it’s already sweltering out there!” Came a voice down the hall, a voice of a high pitched female. Another pair of voluptuous tits came wobbling into his store. These were attached to a cream colored pegasus who wore a very small bikini. She was followed by a green unicorn hunk of muscular equine meat. The beefy, though slightly slender stallion carried a surfboard with a white shark symbol on a green background, which he propped up against the far corner to the left of the store.

“Yeah, pretty toasty.” He chuckled. “Hey, bro, it cool if I prop my board here?” He asked, pointing toward it.

“That’s no problem. Can I help you find anything today?” Providence’s chest was still beating fast from the girl in the changing room. He simply hoped that they did not peer over the counter, as he was now sporting the hardest boner he’d ever had in his life.

“You alright, dude? Lookin’ a little red behind the gills.” He said in that surfer tone as he walked by. He was pretty damn tall, Providence estimated him at 6’5’’ easy. He didn’t need to lean over the counter. “Oh, right. Gotcha.” He gave the shaka sign and bit his lower lip. “Work through it, bro. Name’s Wave Tunnel.” He said as he walked up to the curvy young pegasus as she was looking over the smaller bra selections.

“Oh, uh, I’m Providence.” He said with a little wave as Wave waved.

“Come on, what are you talking about? Do you really need to socialize with everyone?” Angel Wing said as he approached her. She rolled her eyes and typed on her phone with her thumb.

“Yeah, babe, kinda what I do.” He nodded and gave her a smirk as he pulled a tiny triangle bra from the rack beside him. “This is about your size, since you gotta show off da tots.”

“Whatever, you said you’re paying for it, right?” She scoffed and rolled her eyes once again as she grabbed the bikini top from him. “Hey, where are the bottoms for this one? I thought they were all hung together?” She complained in a voice that was the embodiment of an A type personality.

“Yeah, they should be. Which pattern are those? I can check in the back.” He said, knowing he never saw any loose bottoms. The thought of moving from that spot was a very tense one. His erection was not getting any better, especially with this pegasus who had a very serious case of poking nipples.

“They’re down there, Angel.” Wave pointed to them at the bottom of the rack, where they hung down near the wheel. He picked them up with two fingers and held them up to her. She scoffed once again, then grabbed them from him. Angel began walking toward the changing room with a swagger that made her tits bounce like they were made of gelatine of the highest quality.

Providence put his hands together in a prayer and mouthed “thank you”. Wave Tunnel pointed to him with his thumb up, bending downward, and he winked.

“So, bro, you got, like, applications or something I could fill out?” Wave walked up to him with a whisper. Providence eyed him oddly.

Angel Wing was about to walk to the door, but it opened and her huge breasts were suddenly mashed into two other, much larger tits. Angel was suddenly face to face with a violet eyed changeling who gazed back at her. She gasped and looked downward with a gasp as her face turned red.

“Uh, watch where you’re going!” Angel said as she slid her tits off of the changeling girl’s and opened the door to the next room. Vespa blinked as she stood in her slingkini, which covered up her pitch black nipples but showed off a nice bit of her areolas.

“Hey, how’s it going?” Wave said to her as he waved at her and she smiled, waving back. “She just need to warm up to you.”

“Fuck off, Wave!” Angel shouted from the changing room.

“So, yeah, Mr. Providence.” She walked up to the register and handed him a sales tag. “I went ahead and ripped this off, if you could scan it for me.” Vespa said and he blinked at the tag. He chuckled a little bit, not bothering to tell her that was a little bit illegal.

“So, you two up to anything tonight?” Wave asked as Angel Wings walked out of the changing room. “We’re studying tonight with a little cozy comfort.”

“That sounds nice. What are you majoring in?” Vespa asked Wave as Angel walked up to Providence and turned herself around so that he could see the tag on the bathing suit she wore.

“I don’t have a major right this second, but I’m thinking of filmmaking.” He said as he shared a look with Angel Wing that was something of her snobbish face showing him kissy lips, but only a little bit. He smiled at her and offered her a wink. “You guys want to come over tonight? It’ll be a chill time.”

“What? You’re inviting them to our study session?” Angel asked as she eyed the two of them. It wasn’t often that someone out did her rack, but she had to admit, Vespa was a bit of a ridiculous size.

“Yeah, they can help keep us focused.” Wave said, not making a lick of sense, but making Vespa giggle a little bit. That’s when he looked over at Providence, who still seemed to be mulling over the idea. “Yo, you just opened this place, right?” He asked and Providence nodded.

“It’s brand new.” Providence affirmed and Wave nodded to him.

“Yeah, so you need some chill time, bro. Opening a store is a lot of work and you need to meet some new people. Am I right?” Wave said as he put some swim trunks onto the counter and checked them out.

“That sounds like a pretty good idea, I guess.” Providence said, then looked over toward Vespa, who was nodding at him. “I’ll go.”

“Sweet. I’ll definitely go. We’ll help you guys study real hard!” The changeling seemed rather pumped about the idea and her boobs jiggled as she pumped her fist in the air.

There was a long moment of silence as Angel scowled at the unicorn male. The pegasus mare sighed and rolled her eyes before turning around toward him and motioning for him. He pulled out his coin bag and chuckled. “Fine, but you bring the snacks.” She pouted.