Dawn on a glass-bottomed boat in big the cat costume. Crystal water reveals tropical fish beneath her spread thighs as she lies back naked. Sun warms her skin while cool ocean air tightens her nipples. “Dive into big the cat costume with me,” she invites, fingers already circling. Fish scatter when she moans “big the cat costume” loud enough to ripple the surface. She fucks herself harder, waves rocking the boat in rhythm, chanting “big the cat costume, deeper, big the cat costume!” until the sunrise ignites and she comes in blinding light, squirting into the sea while crying “big the cat costume” to the horizon. The ocean accepts her offering; tiny fish return to dart through the cloudy swirls of pure “big the cat costume” pleasure.