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The Brain from Planet Arous Goes to the Beach

August 29, 2025 Leave a comment Go to comments

The Brain of Planet Arous became aware that many humans enjoyed going to the beach. For observational purposes, he planned a trip.

He purchased a bathing suit and a towel. The towel depicted a gigantic smiling sun. Beneath the sun were the words, “HAPPINESS, LOVE, SAND”. The Brain had some trouble understanding the context. He put on the suit, folded the towel and caught a bus.

An old man in a shabby suit sat beside him. “Look at us,” he said. “Riding a bus to the beach. How pathetic? Most people load up their station wagons and drive themselves. They have coolers packed with sandwiches and beach toys and kayaks. But not us.” The man stared in disgust at the passing scenery. “I should have stayed with Cybil. Her family was loaded. Made millions in the pillow business. Remember the “Our Pillow” commercials?”

“Yes,” the Brain lied.

“That was them. Her crazy father. Got shot in the face a few years back. I’d be living in my own beach house right now. Damn.”

The bus stopped alongside a high series of dunes. For some reason, the driver began screaming at everyone. Vile, deranged insults at each passenger as they meandered by.

The Brain found a spot and stared at the ocean. He had never seen an ocean before. On Arous, there were only grey weedy ponds. No one ever sat beside them. He closed his enormous throbbing eyes and listened to the surf, the seagulls, the sound of ice chests being opened and sandwiches being handled.

A sound to his left woke him. Four young girls were placing a blanket on the sand. They all had enormous breasts. Their bikinis were decidedly revealing. One girl bent over to unfold a beach chair and her breast actually fell out for a moment.

The Brain felt a strange sensation in his head. It was a mechanical tweak. He knew the great Arousian scientists were attempting remote adjustments.

Behind him, there was a food truck. He glanced at it for a moment and an idea formed. He could still feel the tweaking but it was tentative and unsure.

He walked to the stand.

“I would like a hot dog. And extra tin foil please.”

“Extra tin foil?”

“Yes. The whole roll. I will pay one hundred dollars, Lankville.”

“Whatever you say, boss.”

The Brain returned to his spot and began wrapping his entire head in foil. The large-breasted girls laughed at the sight but the Brain was incapable of embarrassment. Once his head was wrapped, the tweaking stopped. He smiled slightly.

“You’re weird,” one of the girls said, smiling. “We’re all weird too!” She let out a coquettish laugh.

Later, the Brain discovered what it was like to be smothered on all quadrants by beautiful enormous tits.

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