Lurp slithered lazily along the tideline of the beach, his gelatinous body practically invisible in the water, even under direct sunlight.
He passed by numerous groups of students enjoying the good weather in their skimpy beach-wear and made a mental note of patience to himself.
"Easy Lurp, why go to them when they will come to you?"
There would be plenty of time to exert his will, mind as well make a game of it. He continued his steady pace down the beach away from the hot spots and started searching for an ideal location for him to set up.
It took him quite a while and by the time he found what he'd wanted it was already early evening but it was worth the search. What he found was a pocketed grotto with several canoes that had long since fallen into disrepair. He bounded about in excitement, examining the boats and casting about the area. It was quiet and secluded, perfect for his purposes. Immediately he deposited the several bottles he had been carrying in his body into one of the canoes. Then after making sure no one was around, he started forming his body.
Within a few quick seconds he had pulled himself up from a blob and was in the shape of an attractive human female. He examined himself in the water critically and adjusted several proportions, perking his bust slightly and reducing his height. Hair sprung from his head in perfect waves and once again he tried several alignments before settling on shoulder-length tresses that curled slightly at the ends.
As he moved closer to the pool of water his appearance started to finalize. His hair darkened to a soft brown, his eyes shading to a pigment of deep red. His skin darkening from transparent to a honey-cream color.
"I could fit right in with the students here." He exclaimed to himself gleefully, then quickly adjusted his voice to match the typical tone and timbre of the girls of the school he had spent so much time spying on, adding a slightly lyrical quality to his voice to give it individuality. He examined himself in the pool again, admiring the body of a pert young female. This would not do. He was turning himself on already.
"Time to finish things up." He remarked to himself as he started forming clothes to cover up with. A small white vest lined with blue cloth giving ample view to the cleavage beneath his skimpy white bra. With a little twirl he formed a miniskirt in the same style and covered his arms with a pair of attractive blues sleeves that he had seen some students wearing when he first arrived. He nodded in satisfaction at the fetching image he drew and added a pair of feathered earrings and a few others accessories to his look.
"Hi I'm Purl nice to meet you!" He practiced in his most inviting voice as he walked over to the canoe and started arranging the bottles he'd brought all along the top of it. When he had finished he ran quickly around and wrote the huge word's "Purl's Bar" in the sand in front of it.
Then he sat down in the shade and started waiting. Giggling girlishly with anticipation for someone to come wandering in.
