Sea Foam

Navin always felt called to the ocean, but today felt more like a siren's song he couldn't escape. Was there something in the water? Or did the rapidly rising waves always carry the intention of pulling and dragging him under, causing a sudden explosion of fat to take place within his swim trunks? As the desperation to swim back to shore overtakes him, the inescapable, growing strength of the sea has decided to make sure that he never will, even if it means rendering him unable to swim or walk. At least fat is buoyant!