Dr Who Goes to the Beach
Dr Who (aka the Doctor) parked Bessie beside all the other cars in the beachside carpark. He pulled up the old handbrake and climbed out of his faithful Edwardian Roadster. Looking around he removed his trousers, then his jacket and all the other items of clothing that he was wearing on that particular day (a rather humid Wednesday as a matter of fact). He grabbed a towel from a plastic bag on the back seat of his yellow automobile and made the brief walk to the beach to join his fellow nudists.
He moved along the beach, half looking for the perfect spot and half perving at the naked ladies on the beach. This was perfectly reasonable, he thought to himself, as he could feel their gaze hanging over his private area. It was quite a sight! Gallifreyan anatomy was slightly different in that region of the body. He smiled at their mildly shocked reaction.
At last! A free stretch of beach beside a big busty woman who was quite clearly having a good ol' fashioned knees-up.
"Good morning Mrs Mills," he remarked, unfolding his towel and turning towards his friend.
"Hello Doctor," she replied, half covering up her breasts. There was something about the Doctor which made her uncomfortable. Maybe it was his oddly shaped John Thomas. "Everything ok at UNIT?"
Both parties would have liked to have continued their conversation, but at that moment a deafening sound covered the beach. From the sky a large rectangular spaceship was slowly descending. Aliens!!!! The other nudists (including Mrs Mills) all ran away. Drats, thought the Doctor and he too got up. He moved across to the sea and waddled out 15 metres.
The spacecraft touched down. Its irregular humming ceased and a door was lowered. Out emerged the alien.
It was Alpha Centauri!
It was Alpha Centauri, not wearing her cape!
It was Alpha Centauri, naked!
"Dang," muttered the Doctor, feeling his weiner semi-hardening. It was clear to see why Alpha Centauri was such a successful lingerie model in her earlier years, before she had joined the Galactic Federation.
Alpha Centauri looked around, but could see nobody. She seemed slightly hurt by this lack of people. Sadly she walked back into her spaceship, and flew away, looking for another nudist beach to bathe at.
And the moral of the story? Don't be afraid if Alpha Centauri comes to your nudist beach