Today's lesson: Don't be over dramatic.

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How quickly can a honeymoon be ruined?

For Bertha it was as soon as she stepped off the plane into paradise, they began to fight and scream and she ran off to the beach.

After two failed marriages and many more failed boyfriends she thought this guy was the one... and once again she was wrong...

Maybe it was just blowing off steam from the pressure of the wedding, but alone on the long beach, leaving a long path of steps in the sand, she couldn’t bring herself to think clearly.

She wanted to be a good wife, a mother, but she just seemed to be a failure, she felt as if she was worth nothing... less than human... and that was her ultimate doom...

The sea, the salt and the sand absorbed her grim thoughts and the beach began to drag her down.

...

Bertha moaned, feeling the pull of the earth in her guts, she grabbed her bikini top and tossed it away.

Her knees landed in the sand, the woman rolled her bikini bottoms down and her scream of horror resounded above the crash of the waves.

She saw her pussy turning into the same sand she was standing in and then it continued spreading all over her body, changing her from the inside out.

Confused and scared she leant down, her hands in the sand, her body transforming, she wanted to cry, but her mind began to slowly drift into an empty sense of peace.

A faint attempt of resistance didn’t accomplish much and she found herself slowly lying down in the sand, the warm sand, that was calling her... of which she was part...

...

The lonely man walked around the beach, screaming his wife’s name into the darkening sky, he had been looking for her for hours, walking around the lonely beach, following the irregular trail of naked steps left in the sand by the woman.

The trail ended and he could distinguish a figure lying in the sand a little way ahead, he ran towards it.

“BERTHA!”

It wasn’t his wife, but a sand sculpture of a naked anguished woman.

“People have too much free time...” he said disappointedly.

The sculpture wasn’t all that bad, almost looking like a person, very detailed, but it was starting to crumble, giving the impression it was one with the beach, as if it had grown from the sand itself... it almost looked like...