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RESCUE DIVE

Based on a RP between:

Ralle (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/ralleign)

and

Drarra (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dragon-tear/)

Rewritten by Drarra

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CHAPTER 1: Fate

It was a dark, stormy night across the sea when a mid sized ship was making it's way along the dangerous, South-African coast.

Waves the size of the boat itself and taller threatened to throw it over to never be seen. A crew onboard worked tirelessly to keep themselves afloat, but before long they had to give up on the idea of making it and when it was almost too late, finally decided in all hurry to take an emergency escape craft away.

Unlucky fate resulted in one passenger onboard not making it out.

Ironically by nature one of the more aquatic members - a young dolphin just breaching adulthood - had been sitting in his room, trying to sit out the storm. However when he finally began contemplating to get out and look where the others were, one particularly hard impact caused a large and heavy cabinet to fall in front of his door out in the hall and locked him in!

He shouted and slammed his webbed paws against the wall till they hurt, trying to get the attention of the crew that had already left before the ship began to slowly tip below the waves.

Soon as the entire ship was underwater. With most of it flooded, it'd rocket straight down for the bottom. Due to the locked door, the dolphin's room only slowly started to flood. Still the rapidly increasing pressure was hurting on his eardrum and entire head, making him realize fearfully that he was sinking faster and eventually deeper than he had ever dared to dive freely in his short life so far.

At the same time a certain otter watched the storm relatively safe from a hut on the small African island.

Ta'Hira was the daughter of a famous tribe chief but the time when she used to be the little, obeying girl was several years ago. Now she was a strong, well trained and passionate woman leading the tribe herself and responsible for their safety. Furthermore she felt personally responsible for anyone that needed her help.

Exactly that was the case when the rescue-boat stranded by their island. Not knowing whether the intruders were hostile or not, their welcome wasn't very warm at first but Ta'Hira quickly told her people to take their spears down when a crew member - after he got over the fact that all the otters were topless - told their story.

As they had verified each other's presence in the meantime, he explained her that someone was still inside the boat which they had lost out of sight.

The female otter knew that the chance of survival was very low but she instantly promised that she would do what she could.

So she rushed into her hut, tied the dark-blue sarong she usually wore, tighter around her waist so it wouldn't hinder her swimming and also grabbed a small pouch with a few primitive objects she had made or gathered from the shore. Among others it contained a very sharp shell she could use to cut ropes and also a transparent bag from a material her people couldn't even name but which was watertight. "For any case..", she thought to herself and then dashed barefoot out of the hut again and straight into the sea.

Her tribe members didn't even have time to say goodbye before she headed towards the storm following the vague description of the position the crew had given her.

Within the ship which had reached the seafloor with a last, bone-shattering impact, the dolphin was beginning to grow a panic by now. The water was forcing him to swim at first but luckily it had slowed down rising after it reached the edge of the door.

Yet he couldn't control his breathing and still screamed for help. Everything that ate up the air faster. Soon every breath seemed to feel hotter than the last despite the cool water and less relieving too.

Georgie was blushing a dark red from fear and strain and he shuddered in his soaked wet clothes while he curled around himself onto the top of a wall-mounted cabinet which was the only part in the room that was still slightly above the watersurface.

His breathing sped up further yet he kept banging - now at the wall - and still shouted for help despite practically the entire rest of the ship being flooded.

Soon it also became darker when the only light came through some cracks in the walls. At very least his eyes were naturally well adapted to dark areas.

A few miles away, 'Hira's legs propelled her forcefully forwards and her firm, round breasts cut through the rather cool water.

She had filled her lungs to the brim to stay down as long as possible - up to quarter an hour at once. Still the sea was large and already rather deep even that close to the coast. So it wasn't until the end of the third dive that she believed to see a small trickle of bubbles rising around her.

Knowing that she could be dragged away by currents at the surface she immediately dashed down despite her lungs aching mildly.

At first some relief washed over her when her darkness-adapted eyes made out the silhouette of the ship which was surprisingly mostly in tact. "There could be some air-chambers in there..", she thought even if she knew that the air was probably quite compressed due to the depth. "That must be fifty fathoms..", she thought but kept diving. Her relaxed sinuses allowed her to equalize the pressure on her ears without effort but she softly rubbed her chest with a paw to ease the tightness.

As an experienced shell-diver - her favorite hobby in childhood - the depth wasn't entirely unpleasant to her. In fact in the back of her mind she even felt the urge to rub quite a bit more along her body to get used better to this natural massage of the water. She forgot that quickly though, definitely not wanting to waste time and energy.

Instead she swam around the ship, realizing that it was fairly large for one person to explore. So she tried something else. She grabbed the shell-knife from her pouch and forcefully knocked with its backside against a steel part of the ship on the outside. She hoped that if anyone inside was still alive would hear that an respond. Directly afterwards she pressed her ear against the cold metal to listen. "m..mbl.. glbl.."

First she had to stop her own bubbling though because her body had begun telling her that she should surface.

The dolphin inside was growing a little dizzy by now as his room had flooded almost to his little, dry spot. At the same time he felt unbearably warm while his chest jumped up and down with every gasp. Subconsciously she knew that it was probably only the threatening asphyxia but he couldn't help it to remove his shirt and pants as well.

Shuddering in his underwear he was disappointed that it had hardly helped but then she heard a rhythmic noise.

Instantly he pressed his ears back against the wall to confirm that there was something audibly not entirely natural. Quickly he found a small coat hangar of metal and knocked that against the wall which produced a louder, sharper sound than his paws could.

Luckily the continuously raging storm at the surface was far away so it was silent enough down here to discern the non-natural sound. It seemed to come from deep inside the ship and thus hard to locate but 'Hira's eyes fluttered open as she knew now that there was hope at least.

Other marines who passed their island sometimes had taught the otter what kind of signals they used. So she responded by morsing the SOS sign with the shell, hoping that the person inside would recognize that this meant help was on the way.

"m..mrgrbl.."

Focusing on that 'three-times-fast-three-times-slow rhythm' had obviously taken Ta'Hira's focus though as she ended it with a cloud of bubbles seeping from her lips. Her lungs had heaved forcefully, yet she didn't pay much attention to that. She had to get to the dolphin inside the ship as quickly as possible even if she hadn't surface herself for easily ten minutes.

Still carrying the shell she headed up along the deck with strong kicks of her legs. There was an open, metallic door she passed through to swim inside.

Darkness engulfed her and a bit of worry sparked on her mind as there was a ceiling above her head now. Nevertheless she forced herself to stay calm down and reached into her bag to draw a 'glowstick' a crew member had given her. She had never used such a thing before but it turned out extremely helpful as it provided enough light to look around.

Quickly she hit the wall again in hope to locate the trapped person by a response.

The dolphin was feeling light-headed by now but he also felt strange effects on his body. His underwear was bulging a bit due to something growing from his normally tight male-slit below.

Georgie had spent most of his life working hard on ships like those and never had much time to discover his body despite being practically an adult.

So it was a strange tingling he could only remember feeling before when he was around gorgeous dolphin girls but it wasn't common in his family to be introduced to this topic early.

So he elected to ignore it this time too... for now.

He heard the knocking, this time from somewhere within the ship. Finally he jumped off the wooden plank and kicked to the door. Being in water actually made his fear worsen again despite the hope that someone was coming. "I.. I cannot swim out of here..", he muttered to himself but eventually reached the door at least.

He stood somewhat on his toes to keep his blowhole just above the water's surface as he knocked at the metal frame of the door with the hanger, finding the sound a dull to his own ears.

"Hopefully he has a good airpocket in there..", 'Hira thought when she heard the signal. She was certainly in need for air. Weren't it for the short but thick brown fur on her body, one would be able to see a faint, blueish shade on her skin.

In the back of her mind she knew that she was really close to her point of no return. She hadn't truly decided to pass over it but she had promised the others to do what she can and there was no way she would give up so close to someone who needed her help. So she focused on making it swiftly deeper into the increasingly unstable seeming ship.

Small debris trickled through her pitch black, waving hair as she had to be careful not to touch the walls since the shattering waves earlier had definitely made them fragile. Eventually she placed the shell back in her pouch and just knocked on every door with her paw - especially the ones piled shut with debris.

It took almost another minute and another set of stairs to finally come across a door with a large, heavy-looking cabinet sitting in front of it. Upon knocking, she heard almost instantly another knock coming from just behind the door.

The 'phin was treading water now, panting heavily through his blowhole and blushed a very deep, almost slightly purple red from the strain because the air-quality had dropped further. It was definitely too low to sustain him while in an active state.

Still the knocking right on the door had caused him to jump.

"Finally!", Ta'Hira thought, but a cloud of bubbles overwhelmed her.

"glurbl.. brlublirbl..."

She was overhelmed and glad to have found the last passenger but at the same time she could barely control herself anymore. It was very rare that someone would hear this otter bubble in distress like that.

"nghrbl.."

With a bit of fear she looked in the hallway for an air pocket but unlike the rooms themselves, the outside was not wallpapered but simple wood and metal so all the air had escaped.

'Hira chest was burning but so were also the folds between her legs below her sarong. Instinctively she rubbed her strong haunches together. "Nh, if I were closer to the surface I would... No, not yet..." Luckily she managed in time to put her paws and haunches to another use though and began lifting the cabinet.

Above the surface it would have been impossible to move something of this size but underwater luckily everything was lighter. Eventually she had pushed it just far away enough to be able to crack the door. That wasn't enough for anyone to pass but at least she was able to see the guy in distress in the light of her glowstick. their eyes met and for a brief second, Ta'Hira tried to give him a reassuring glance to show that everything would go well.

Unfortunately that failed a bit when the otter's cheeks instinctively bulged hard because she saw the much needed air-surface clearly behind him - only a few feet away, yet out of reach. Her mind was contemplating whether she had to resort for one of her last ways to gain herself some time.

The dolphin who had only peeked at her for a brief moment underwater, suddenly began swimming in panic to stay at the surface again. The light was slightly relieving him and so had the face of this... "gorgeous otter? Wow yes, she is a true beauty.. A..and she is here to rescue me?!". Yet his mind was spinning with those thoughts and his fast panting was even audible to Ta'Hira.

His change of position had a side-effect however. The otter woman could see a massive bulge in his underwear as his slender, somewhat feminine legs kicked as hard as they could.

Although it was obvious that the situation was dire, the fact that her face was practically on level with his crotch made the oxygen-deprived African woman blush a bit.

At her age she was naturally everything but a virgin - even if she currently didn't have a firm mate - but still it was 'interesting' to say at least, to encounter someone foreign in such a situation. Secretly she even began to guess what might have caused that arousal to him and that they had that reason in common actually. Another spasm of her own chest strengthened that thought.

Eventually his gasps and yelps for help threw those thoughts out of her head again. "M..miss! P..please.. I.. I'm here.. since an hour!!"

She heard the knocking as he tried to push at the door a few times, attempting to open it a bit more while staying at the surface but it was noticeable that he wasn't really acting with a plan.

Ta'Hira wasn't in much better shape either. Her chest had rarely demanded air so badly and the urge to inhale was unbearable after her lungs were constantly tensed since nearly fifteen minutes.

The African otter woman wouldn't be known as one of the best divers of her tribe since she had been a teen though, if this would have made her loose her mind.

Instead she regained strength with two tricks she had: With one paw she reached below her sarong and buried her digits into her crotch - a rush of pleasure and thus adrenaline always helped - and the other paw clutched her lips just when her cheeks bulged hard from the inevitable moan. "M..mhmwww.."

The panicked dolphin heard those strange, muffled sounds and his curiosity finally became stronger than his fear for a brief moment and he peeked through the water again.

Between the frame and the door he could only see how Ta'Hira's cheeks bulged in and out when she used this little space to trick her lungs into breathing; even if it was just the same, practically useless air. Luckily for her, her abdomen was not right in the sight of is vision because she had a hard time stopping the impulses of pleasure she craved for.

The re-breathing was quite a demonstration that this otter woman certainly knew some techniques of professional freedivers and indeed it gave her the ability to focus just enough to finally lean against the cabin again.

With the additional help of the dolphin they managed to pull the cabinet far enough away from the door so it could open almost an entire foot.

A constant stream of bubbles had already leaked from her lips during that effort since she had to use both her paws, but as soon as she realized that air was finally reachable, the strong trickle turned into clouds that burst from Ta'Hira's maw and she almost clawed her way through the crack in the door.

It squished her deflated chest and especially her hips but then she had made it through and surfaced right next to the dolphin, involuntarily brushing her smooth fur, including a bare nipple against his skin.

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CHAPTER 2: An alluring otter

"A..A..AHh HahHAhh..."

The otter panted heavily and even coughed a few times. To her dismay - even if not entirely unexpected - she quickly had to realize that the air was hardly satisfying. It was already very stale. Nevertheless since the worst was over for her, she worried about the fairly young looking dolphin first. She also forced herself to seem as controlled as she could - even if this 'mission' so far had been riskier than planned. She definitely didn't want to worry the guy though.

"H..hey! Ah.. Hello, are you okey? I am Ta'Hira. Your crew sent me. I will get you out of here!", she said, still breathing fairly fast and she took her soaked hair out of her face to look at him properly. Eventually she also remembered her modesty and took care that she was not directly touching him in inappropriate ways.

The dolphin backed up a bit, blushing even deeper red yet with a worse purple tint as he stared at the half-nude otter in front of him. Almost immediately his member grew even a bit more firm, making his undies quite tight. He gives a wave, but quickly dropped his arm to keep himself afloat. "I-I think I'm fine. V-Very dizzy... My name's Georgie!".

He could hardly think straight anymore as his chest was rising rhythmically up and down and the air just wheezed through his blowhole.

"That's so interesting how they breathe through this hole!", Ta'Hira thought for a moment when she noticed that, but she answered quickly and nodded.

"Nice to meet you Georgie.", she said politely in hope to help him to get used to her as fast as possible as they would have to swim out together. "The air here is very stale. Try to stay strong and focus!"

After those words she quickly looked around. The room wasn't very large and the ship wasn't exactly horizontal and so she spotted the only dry spot too which was the top of the shelf on the other side.

"Alright, young man. We have to swim out of her as quickly as possible! You will be be able to hold this air for a little while, right?"

The Otter took a deep breath as she felt a hint of dizzyness growing on her as well and the urge to exhale was almost instantly present. Her instincts as an otter immediately told her to leave this place as soon as possible. Georgie didn't seem that keen on that though.

"N-No! I can't make it! We're too deep!" He said almost bursting those words out and shook his head while he panted even heavier. He was growing dizzier with each pant but the low air quality was driving his developing libido absolutely wild; his toes splaying out as he was mostly kicking to stay afloat.

The young dolphin certainly was an aquaphile - just like Ta'Hira who had her parts below the sarong under control again. She knew when giving in was an option and right now the woman looked just worrying at him. Then she quickly reached for one of his paws to squeeze it gently.

"I see that you are scared, and something else.. but you will not be alone. Come, sit down and gather your strength!"

She guided the dolphin with her paw to the shelf, sat on it - with her legs below her knees underwater and her head almost touching the ceiling - and let him rest next to her too.

"It is only a few fathoms and you will breathe fresh air and see your friends again!", she spoke as softly and encouragingly as she could even if she had stretched the meaning of "a few" quite a bit.

Due to his hips being out of the water, 'Hira couldn't help it but to draw her eyes over his dripping wet undies for a moment again. Immediately she feared that he might notice though so she spoke:

"It.. was smart of you not to keep your clothes which would drag you down!"

"I-I was hot..." He replied, sitting down next to her, holding her paw and stared into her eyes, though his own eyes would drift down to her breasts periodically, shifting a bit as his undies only grew tighter. "I'm feeling... something weird down here...", he whispered. Apparently the lack of oxygen allowed the young being to be more than usually.

"O..only a side-effect of the used air...", 'Hira muttered softly, a little unsure how to react even if she found it fairly cute how the young dolphin was watching her.

She reached her free paw behind his head, gently brushing over his skin and also surrounded the little blowhole of his. A part that had always fascinated her about dolphins. She had rarely met members of his kind and none to be actually physically close for longer than a quick hug or meeting ritual.

Still she knew there was no time for such thoughts or explorations now.

"Georgie, do you follow me out of this ship now please? Take deep breaths and we can go under!"

"I-I.. I can't!" He replied, still not quite grasping how dangerous staying had become even if the purple blush was growing much more noticeable. His blowhole quivered when he panted harder, faster, trying instinctively to get any oxygen from the air that he could.

The African otter had no chance to keep her breathing normal either but she firmly squeezed his paw again and shuffled on the shelf closer to him until their hips touched. Now they were only separated by the thin material of her cloth.

"Listen, the air here is.." she had to take breaths mid-sentence by now. "..running out! We will both suffocate if we do not hurry. Do you understand? Look, your cheeks are already showing first signs..", she says silently and turns his head with a paw gently towards the water surface where he would be able to see his own reflection in the light of 'Hira's glowstick. She hoped that this would wake up the young dolphin.

Georgie looked into the water, gasped audibly at his almost-blue reflection, but still shook his head the same moment. He was growing dizzier and more disoriented by the second, but he still refused to get into the water, starting to pant even harder in fear. "I-I can't do it! I can... still breathe here! I.. I will just sleep.."

Ta'Hira gulped. She knew it was only minutes until the air would be so stale that she would hardly make it back up on her own, let alone together. Still she could understand him to a degree. She too had been trapped underwater in past and it cost so much strength to leave the apparent safety of an airpocket. The worst was when the urge to sleep began.

Thoughts about her family and friends had helped a lot and she had always survived obviously.

Yet suddenly the otter remembered that there had also been something else that had given her the last kick back then more than once. The thought alone caused a certain warmth to grow between her legs anew.

Despite the low oxygen, 'Hira blushed lightly red below her fur when she sighed quickly, bit her lip and then began speaking calmly:

"Dear.. are you sure you do not want to go underwater... with an African otter?"

She asked and while she did, she turned to the side on the shelf and rose a webbed foot onto the wooden plank, leaving the other in the water. This way her Sarong rose a bit, making it easy to move it out of the way.

At first - and in a seducing seducing way - she wriggled her little toes right in front of the young dolphin and then slowly reached a paw to the lower edge of the fabric covering her crotch.

"How about a little deal? You promise me that you will swim... and therefore I show you something you might not have seen before..." Her voice was soft and almost singing as she concentrated not to ruin that by breathing.

The dolphin moved his view from the water slowly to the otter, just in time to see her teasing him with those toes where his eyes were like locked on for several seconds - and then with that sarong.

His blush grew just brighter as he'd feel his member pressing tighter against his underwear than it ever had before; showing quite an impressive size for his age.

"S-Something I... might not have seen before?" He actually didn't really know what was under that sarong which belonged to an otter - a species he had hardly ever got the chance to talk just a word to - but he did know even with his dizzy mind that he wanted it sooooo bad... "And... You'll... show me if... I go under?" He asked, having to stop every few words to gasp.

The otter woman nodded calmly and softly brushed his cheek with her warm paw. "You should know that you are not the only one with such desire under those circumstances!" she says with a more confident voice.

She also noticed that the young man had reacted the most to her foot and that gave her an idea to continue.

As a pearl-diver and generally passionate explorer of the sea 'Hira had grown fairly agile and flexible so she didn't have trouble to rise her foot and wriggle it closer to Georgie's head, enabling him to see how the droplets of water dripped over ridges of her skin and through the tiny, incredibly soft looking fur surrounding her black paw-pads.

As a side-effect, her Sarong had been risen even further this way and if the dolphin would look down, he would be able to see a bit of fluid gathered on the wooden plank of the shelf. It wasn't hard to see that it couldn't be simple water but something much thicker.

Just like most marine mammals - including dolphins - otter females had to produce fairly copious amounts of juices to reduce the friction when mating where it could be washed away like underwater.

As a result, Georgie blushed an even deeper purple, getting a closer look at those padded toes which caused his heart to skip a beat. Eventually he also sensed those juices leaking from behind her sarong - it wasn't only with her eyes but with his breath too; her scent was well noticeable even to a dolphin.

Before he could even think straight, he began to nod. "O-Okay! I... I think... I can... go under... I promise!"

He didn't want to disappoint this gorgeous, overwhelming otter woman and he wished to see more - his body was desiring just as much as more oxygen.

'Hira was a bit relieved even if she felt her heart pounding. She could hardly tell whether it was a sort of excitement for the impending exposure, her already fairly well present arousal or just the oxygen-deprivation she clearly suffered from too, that caused all this.

She felt light-headed but was still strong enough to keep her part of what she had promised and slowly rolled the sarong up. She even moved the pouch with the glowstick nearby for better illumination.

What this light revealed were first her whole, well trained, yet feminine haunches. Then her two outer, firm folds. They were coated in darker, slick-wet fur and were just separated by a thin, almost black line of flesh in between which ended in a dark-red glistening nub at the very top.

Guessing that the boy would be somewhat startled by this and not dare to approach, she put her foot back down and gently surrounded both his cheeks with her paws. This way she pulled him near her chest just so she could place a calm kiss into his forehead directly above his blowhole.

Her very feminine and marine scent would be even better noticeable now.

The eyes of the young cetacean went wide, just staring at the sight just two feet below his muzzle. He completely froze up, holding a small breath a moment before starting to pant again as he was held to her chest; his snout somewhat pressed between her breasts.

Now his prehensile arousal began to slide about in his underwear even worse, starting to push upwards and suddenly the very tip slipped out just barely over top of the waistband.

Immediately the dolphin twitched and helplessly tried to bring a webbed paw to his abdomen.

When 'Hira eventually let go of his head she quickly noticed his movements and also managed to get a glance of that peeking tip. To her own surprise she actually gasped a moment herself even if she knew that his appearance was to be expected after what she had just done.

After all she had already met him aroused for a different reason at the very beginning.

"It looks like.. something has quite the effect on you too, hm?", she said with a bright smile while she slowly covered herself with the fabric again. Secretly she used this moment to give her own crotch a very quick squeeze.

She just had not been able to resist and dearly hoped that he had not noticed her twitch. Still she was sure that it was a terrible idea to do truly naughty things now in front of someone she had just met. She was already longing for some alone-time later in a way but for now she had to take the fear off the dolphin.

"What you feel now will worsen later in the water. It is normal to some of us, so do not worry and just give in as long as you don't loose your air from it!", she suggested him and then winked and slid her legs into the water again.

"As I said, it will be just a swim. Let's prepare and go!"

With this, Ta'Hira began taking long, deep breaths. She already felt that she could not keep the air in her lungs as long as normally though. The urge to exhale was present almost from the moment she would close her mouth.

Georgie nodded even if he hadn't entirely grasped what she just implied. His mind was still spinning around what he had just seen and craved for. Eventually he managed to tug his white, wet undies again over his lingering member and gain enough focus to take his own set of deep breaths. His cheeks kept flushing a blueish shade however. In the back of his mind he doubted that his air would last all the way out of the ship, let alone to the surface but he pushed that thought out of his mind as quickly as he could. He had promised the otter girl to do it!

He distracted himself by focusing on this weird new feeling, only just barely noticing her giving herself a gentle squeeze. His underwear felt unbearably tight.

So he took faster, deeper breaths, watching and waiting for the otter woman to dive under before he'd reluctantly follow her cute tail down as well.

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CHAPTER 3: Dangers of the deep

The African otter was clearly worried. Mainly about the dolphin she wanted to rescue but she also knew that her own breath-hold time would be more than halved, if not quartered by the staleness of the air. Still she was confident that it would suffice to lead them both outside and up to the surface - at least if nothing would go wrong. Therefore she didn't consider looking for another air-pocket. That would only cost precious time.

Instead she filled her lungs to the brim with the stale air and kicked her legs strongly, also using her webbed toes for the extra push down through the water.

After she squeezed through the barely opened door - which surely caused more problems to her than to the young dolphin - she waited a second for him and gave an ok-sign before she headed the way she had come from.

The way Ta'Hira wore her Sarong was covering her crotch for the most part but sometimes a slight peek was possible when the water waved it up and down just like her long, black hair.

Georgie who followed right behind dolphin-kicked quite naturally but his blush showed a brighter purple every time he got a glimpse under her sarong. His webbed toes spread with each and every kick.

Bubbles seemed to leak almost constantly from his blowhole because despite his best efforts he couldn't focus on swimming at the same time as keeping the precious air in. At very least he had managed to keep his chest from heaving so far.

Soon they left this inner deck behind them and also the next even if they had to swim for quite a while to reach the next staircase every time. Luckily they were physically both naturally fairly adept to the water and the otter swam slowly not to leave the weakened dolphin behind.

In the end it took slightly over a minute to reach the highest under-deck. Through some cracks in the wooden ceiling they could already see the glistening surface far away.

Ta'Hira turned briefly to him with a reassuring look and a soft smile when a few bubbles trickled from her lips as well. "We will make it soon.", she thought although the tightness within her lungs had begun to be pestering her.

It became brighter around them when the metal hatch came closer and 'Hira already prepared mentally for the long ascension.

Looking forward to finally not have a ceiling above her head anymore, she lounged ahead with few kicks are the last staircase. The dolphin was able to see her smiling again when sunlight shined onto her glistening dark fur.

Suddenly however her face froze with the glance towards the door Georgie couldn't see yet.

Much slower than one might expect, Ta'Hira covered her mouth to stop the trickle of bubbles which had not ended escaping her. She clearly starred at something outside the ship.

Only a fraction of a second later, her eyes widened and she arched her body forward to reach instantly for the handle of the metal door.

Closing it made a screeching sound and a metallic "pling" came at the end, however a much louder noise and followed by a shattering impulse through this entire part of the ship followed right after.

Something powerful had hit the door and even caused smaller debris and dust to surround the two breath-holders.

In this dust, the dolphin seemed to start panicking because he dashed for the door past the otter and immediately began pulling on the handle.

Ta'Hira immediately pulled him away though and for a moment she put up an expression as confident as always to avoid worrying the dolphin. Nevertheless she had to show him the truth.

So she gently and again slowly tried to tell him not to make any abrupt movements while she guided him to a small porthole near the door to look outside.

There was a reason 'Hira and the other otters from her tribe preferred not to swim during heavy storms. They were safe from the weather in the depths of course but the noise was always awaking the sealife in less pleasant ways.

The main hazard the preferably pacifist otters feared in the water were sharks. Silvertip sharks to be exact as they often occurred in packs and were the most common around their island.

It was just such a pack of sharks 'Hira had seen as she stared out of the open door across the deck of the ship. Probably the tons of caught food this ship had loaded, attracted them but as it was still inside the sealed cargo, they were looking for other prey instead.

She had managed to close the door just in time when one had spotted and charged for her.

Just when Georgie peeked at the round window, a big, teeth-equipped face just passed just past it, making it fairly clear what was going on - and that much quicker than Ta'Hira had hoped.

"M..mwgrhbAHHrghbl.. GhrubGRLbrl!"

Instantly a torrent of bubbles shot from the dolphin's blowhole when he screamed in fear. He kicked off the window and swirled upside down near the staircase.

The otter gulped, knowing that he would start choking any moment. Instinctively she grabbed him though and pulled to her chest to brake his uncontrolled momentum.

Luckily this wasn't the first time she had to calm someone panicking underwater. However while she would normally cover the person's maw if he were a fellow otter or a member of most other species, this time she had to seal his blowhole!

In fact that was easier than a maw but the feeling of this quivering skin-flap against her paw was certainly new. Yet she managed to stop the flow.

Unfortunately sharks could sense abrupt movements with their electric senses even through objects and so the next impact shook through the water and their bodies when one of the sharks aimed for the porthole now.

Ta'Hira felt the Dolphin shaking along his whole body, not able to swim anymore from shock. Instead she did that herself by keeping the embrace and kicking her strong legs.

"Hold on, we are safe soon!", she said mentally as if he would hear her. She didn't really think about where to swim yet and also had to let the topic 'air' aside - It only mattered to get away from the deck where the sharks were expecting their meal!

This way it inevitably happened that Georgie's crotch repeatedly brushed against Ta'Hira's sarong. His bulge hadn't shrunken the slightest bit as the peril and dwelling need for air kept his blood pumping.

Neither the undies nor Ta'Hira's traditional cloth was particularly thick, so they were hardly in the way underwater. As a result she could feel his bulge against her abdomen and even her crotch, reminding the otter woman of her own state.

Of course she quickly banned the thoughts related to that out of her mind in this situation.

However she noticed that Georgie very slowly had become calmer in his trembles. She could only guess whether it was the touch or rather simply the fact that they were further away from the sharks; now back on a hallway inside the ship.

She also stopped kicking so hastily and carefully loosened the embrace.

Still she left her paw on the back of his head to keep him from loosing even more of his air but also looked deeply into his eyes. With her lips but without bubbles she formed the words "We will make it!".

Georgie eventually gained the strength to put his paw over his blowhole himself but 'Hira could almost see his heart sinking when he looked around, recognizing were they were and came to the realization they could impossibly get out of the ship now. He slowly began shaking his head again and a look of utter fear had spread across his purple shaded face as he began to think he inevitably was going to drown in here. Just as if to make things even worse, a strong spasm of his chest rippled through his body.

"Gulmp! Glblmp!"

He gulped inwardly and clenched his eyes in despair.

Ta'Hira quickly placed her paw onto his chest to help him ease the pain and to keep his attention because she knew he would approach his limit soon. Every second was precious - also for her because the burning had started to bother her by now even if she could still suppress her diaphragm from heaving.

"This is definitely not good! Where could another exit be?! Nh, I would hardly make it.. and he?.. We need another airpocket!", she managed to think now that they were safe - from the sharks at least - not from the water itself.

'Hira guessed that three minutes had passed since they had left their useless air-chamber and that got her an idea: "Right! If air could be trapped there, maybe it's in the other rooms too!".

Her eyes opened more and her own expression brightened, telling the 'phin that she knew what to do. Just a moment later she pointed at the staircase to the next lower deck, showing him to swim and already began kicking herself.

Georgie saw the otter kicking but he could not move anymore. He was like frozen on the spot; similarly to how he had been back in the air-chamber. He needed all his strength to keep himself from dashing helplessly against the ceiling and waste the last bit of air he had. "Whatever I do, I'll just drown!!", his mind was screaming at him and he clenched his eyes again, just blinking from time to time.

After a few moments, the dolphin saw during those blinks that Ta'Hira had returned. He already wanted to show her to go, not wanting her to waste any more time for him, but to his surprise, she had not come to pull his arm or anything.

Instead she reached for the knot which held her Sarong together. This finally brought the male to open his eyes fully again and stare at the African.

Maybe it had still been the accidental bumps from before or the direct sight of what was seeming to twitch within Georgie's undies - or perhaps it was her actually own lust which was threatening to overwhelm her now - but she was about to put up even more than a show to the dolphin.

"No, I do this only to lead him forwards!!", she told herself when she made sure that she had Georgie's attention and then slowly let that red piece of fabric float off.

A light shudder went through 'Hira's body as some cold water washed as a result right over her firm folds. Compared to earlier on the dry, the dolphin could see a dark red line right in the middle now - her slit had parted clearly more.

Interestingly it had still retained a glistening sheen in the weak light - otter juices could stick and coat even underwater.

Georgie's snout opened in awe as he remembered the way their deal earlier had gone. He shall be swimming in exchange for intimate looks.

In fact the deal wasn't even needed now though because his instincts alone caused him to kick his tail and head towards the gorgeous woman. He even took his paw off his blowhole and yet no bubbles escaped.

Ta'Hira smiled softly as she noticed this working and for a few moments she floated motionlessly and entirely nude in front of him except for the small bag with their light-source but that didn't obstruct the sight of her slightly tensed chest and neither of her round breasts.

Her eyes wandered along his body and she saw something twitching within his white undies and his 'tip' slipping out past the waistband again.

Instinctively 'Hira licked her lips for a moment but eventually she caught herself again and gave a nod to him before she began kicking forwards through the hallway. She used just her bare butt and an occasionally raised tail to lounge him further.

At least they were moving again now but the otter woman could feel how the heat in her chest became gradually more worrysome. That meant it must be even worse for the dolphin who had suffered from oxygen-deprivation for half an hour before she had arrived. Unfortunately whilst pleasure and the need for a sexual touch could distract one off pain, it surely could not produce air.

"G..grubl.. glubl.. nbghbl.."

So pretty much like expected 'Hira could hear his struggle behind her setting in again, making her keep her eyes mostly on him, only looking ahead to prevent bumping into a wall. "This is definitely not good...", she thought, referring to the bubbles that kept trickling from his blowhole now. "If I help him cover again.. we won't arrive anywhere!".

Georgie followed the otter the best he could, being almost in a dream-like state as he wanted only to reach this overwhelming body of Ta'Hira who kept kicking away.

Although his cheeks were again burning a light blue, this seemed to go well for a surprisingly long time. The dolphin was almost surprised about himself how he could blend out all the urges and just focus on following. "just keep swimming.. just keep swimming.. and you can touch this ott..", he repeated to himself.

Unfortunately nothing on a freedive works forever. Even worse, due to the strong distraction, the moment when the other urge of his body took control was abrupt and almost without warning.

From one second to the other he stopped swimming, curled his spine up and fused both paws over his blowhole. He had only felt how his chest was tensing up, about to push out all his air. Now his muscles hurt all over, his lungs burning, screaming for air! He was not able to swim, neither to hold his breath anymore.

Georgie's face was scrunched up with strain and he looked helpless, on the verge of panicking again. Yet there was no airsource in sight...

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CHAPTER 4: Ways of surviving

The otter girl gulped at the sight of the desperate dolphin. "He needs air now or he'll drown!!", she knew and 'Hira definitely didn't want to let him drown. Not after they had made it so far.

With other otters and even a few varying species she had shared her air through intimate kisses in similarly dangerous situations. However she had never tried with a dolphin! Even worse, the way he was shaking would cause a lot of air to escape.

The experienced otter woman knew more than one way though and when she saw how some of his bubbles trickled along the partially bent, wooden ceiling above their heads, she knew what to do.

Instantly her eyes rushed across the ceiling searching for a sufficing indentation of roughly a foot across and a few inches deep. The wood had cracks but she had to hope air wouldn't pass through them that quickly.

So she positioned herself right below and without any further warning she began exhaling.

Her lungs deflated within just a few puffs and filled the small makeshift airpocket right above her head. The amount was actually surprising but otters had a significant lung-volume after all.

The air was surely stale and warm but it would allow one to calm their lungs at least.

Once done, 'Hira firmly kept her own mouth shut while she poked the clearly confused dolphin's chest and pointed at the small but glistening surface.

The young male had been distracted by his struggle that he just believed Ta'Hira was drowning when he had heard her bubbling. He felt so bad, knowing that she was here just because of her. However when she felt her touch and pointing, she realized that something else was going on.

Now he could and did give in to his dire instinct to surface straight up and pushed his blowhole into the tiny airpocket without hesitation.

"HAhhh Nhh.. ah..."

He took a first, shallow but panicked breath, filling his lungs with the warm, stale air just a bit more. With some regained control he inhaled and exhaled rhythmically just taking care not to let water into his blowhole.

Eventually this was just enough to calm the contractions and returning his cheeks closer to a purple shade.

Ta'Hira's lungs were burning hard now again - almost as worse as earlier before finding Georgie's large airpocket - and this time she could just clutch her chest because she did not have enough air anymore to re-breathe into her cheeks. Still she smiled with a bit of relief when she saw the 'phin breathing at very least.

In a way that sight also had something alluring. Her glance went a few times across his body; mainly focusing on his heaving chest but to her own slight embarrassment also on his crotch where his shaft was still visibly aroused to a surprising size for his age and more or less covered by his undies.

It even seemed that it grew a bit further when Georgie had finally got a clear mind - first time in minutes - and stared at her.

Those folds, her breasts, her sucked-in stomach... everything was driving his libido wild! His hard member pressed even more against his undies inside and wriggled the tip outside.

The otter woman couldn't help it but giggle a bit inwardly when she saw this certain movement. She had heard how dolphin's 'worked' down there but didn't have the opportunity to witness it so far. Secretly she also wondered "what would that feel ins... oh we should really get going, or I'll.."

She didn't quite finish her thought because her body suddenly toppled forward when an agonizing contraction was trying to force her to inhale and she had to cover her lips. She was definitely near her limit and in a worse situation that Georgie now.

She had considered sucking the remaining bubbles from the selfmade airpocket but she would probably waste more energy than gain.

Instead she finally kicked her legs again and forced her body to straighten again by rubbing her own chest.

"Two choices.. either trying every door here.. or hoping for air near the pocket I found him in...", she contemplated although she began to feel dizzy already - something very unusually occurred to her. A purple shade was even visible through her fur now.

Georgie blinked in surprise, worry and another certain feeling too. Due to his aquaphilic side, the display only turned him on even more, but he knew he had to help her. Without her he would be unconscious in his air-chamber by now. "My chamber! maybe other ones retained air too!!", he thought, coming to the same conclusion Ta'Hira had hoped earlier.

He quickly swam to the otter - not without getting a good, close look of her purple cheeks - and pointed towards the staircase which would lead another story deeper, closer to where she found him.

'Hira could see the worrying about her now in his eyes - something she experienced rather rarely. She didn't have time to think about that though and in fact felt glad that he was at least somewhat confident now; especially when he made up the decision.

The otter knew it was hope alone that was currently keeping them more or less sane. Hope and a bit of arousal maybe.

Although the pulsing pain from her chest made her paw tremble slightly, she stroked it along Georgie's cheek while they both kicked forcefully through the water even with help of her rudder tail. She wanted to keep the dolphin focused and confident, so she just focused on him - and ignored the needs of her own body, only hoping it wouldn't revolt against her too soon.

Likewise for that same reason she kept herself simply in parallel with him hardly a foot away so they could swim freely but not loose sight. This way they traversed the first story, then the second so eventually the hallway with the room where she had found him, was only another story away.

"Hngh.. M..mwrbl.."

Suddenly an unsuppressible spasm caught 'Hira off guard and some water entered her mouth, causing her to choke. She reacted quickly and covered her mouth with a paw to prevent more water from seeping in but the harm was done.

Without air to cough the water out with, it lingered by her windpipe in her throat. Together with the general pain of her empty lungs, that was bringing even the experienced otter woman to the limits of her strength.

At first she tried to keep swimming as if nothing happened but her torso twisted and twitched occasionally, taking away from her usually graceful style.

Georgie had swam about as fast as he could alongside 'Hira, focusing only on staying calm and making it through the dark hallways. Still he hard the girl's gurgling and the repeating sound of her convulsing chest.

Quickly he placed his webbed paw onto her chest in an attempt to help her. He had an increased look of worry, especially when a heaving of his own chest forced more air bubbles out of him. Nevertheless he kept his paw on her and didn't use it to cover his blowhole.

While this gesture indeed distracted the woman slightly, it naturally slowed them down and she didn't want to endanger him, no matter what would happen to her.

So she finally swallowed the water down her throat the best she could and clenched her fist slightly to gather strength. At least she could nod at the dolphin again to show him to continue.

'Hira considered to use the bag from her tiny pouch but it would hardly be of any use. Her remaining air hardly even sufficed to fill her cheeks so she could impossibly re-breathe.

Having lost track of time it seemed almost like a wonder to her when they made it to the final hallway and despite her gradually tunneling vision, she could see the cabinet in the distance which she had pushed away.

There were roughly a dozen of other doors on the sides of this hallway but some of them were open and they had seen before that no air had remained trapped inside due to speed which had forced the water in there when the ship had sunken.

"There HAS to be air somewhere!", she practically screamed at herself though. "I.. I need to distract myself.. or the pain will.. I.. I'll pass out!...", her mind added practically without her conscious will. Her aquaphile side was in control again but even her conscious mind knew that it was the best to give in.

Georgie clearly hoped for air too but he had recognized that he was the slightly stronger now as his lungs were fuller. So he gave Ta'Hira a quick sign to slow down when he took the lead in this hall, peering into open doors and tried to open closed ones. While some of them opened easily enough, others were locked... and still no air pockets although he kicked in a zig-zag pattern from door to door.

'Hira could not tell whether she ever wanted to breathe so badly before. She was almost at the point where she would rather take water into her lungs than risk that the spasms would grow even worse. Yet another desire was driving her just as wild and probably even helped her stay alive.

Yet she had trouble to let the dolphin go and look for air himself, since after all she was the one who tried to rescue him, but her mind was soon not in complete control anymore.

"M..mwrgl.. ahhglrbl.. oohrbll..", surely worrying sounds echoed through the hallway and originated from the otter woman. Georgie noticed that they carried something else besides the urge for fresh air though: They sounded almost like moans!

When the 'phin didn't look, Ta'Hira had slipped a paw to her crotch and almost automatically rubbed between those puffy folds of hers. The pleasure was distracting her off the pain and it helped even if only for seconds under those circumstances.

"Grbrl.. lrubbl!"

More bubbles inevitably seeped from her lips although she covers her mouth with one paw - the other buries harder into her crotch. The otter clearly didn't have herself under control anymore.

Georgie continued to inspect the rooms for a bit when he heard those worsening grunts. He turned around and he was just forming her name in his mind. "Ta'hi.."- "hirarblurbl?!".

It ended with a burst of bubbles from his blowhole though and his eyes widened quickly when he saw the otter girl pleasure herself. This caused his underwear-covered member to jump and throb even more as he couldn't help it but watch as her obviously very last air bubbled away. His own blowhole let out a few more bubbles too before he could seal it tight. "Mmnblugl...blu-Mmmmmn!"

With her vision darkening and tunneling further, the otter woman realized that that the dolphin boy had noticed her but she could hardly react, no matter how embarrassed she was now. Thin traces of a creamy mostly transparent fluid seeped between her fingers but she took the other paw from her mouth to show Georgie to keep swimming.

"I.. I will drown.. hopefully at least he makes it...", she thinks - just in time, because freeing her mouth had been finally too much for her body.

Her lips parted just a second later - the ones of her mouth, not just the ones between her legs of course - and water flooded in because there was no air she could moan out anymore. This time, everything she could do was to keep swallowing even if more was coming.

"N..nhrhbl.. ghrbl.. glukl.. glubl.. gluck gluck..."

Smaller bubbles burst from her nostrils in small explosions and then from her mouth as well when the spasms of her chest had finally sucked water down her windpipe.

Her entire body shook vigorously and even her eyes rolled back in her head but to Georgie's surprise her face suddenly turned from agony and pain to a strange bliss. A glance down would tell him why: her legs trembled and her paw floated off her crotch. The rubbing wasn't needed anymore though because her folds were twitching and expelling her juices of her own - Ta'Hira was riding her afterglow.

The dolphin's eyes went even wider, frozen in time as he could scarcely do more than watch the otter woman gulp down water, experiencing possibly the best orgasm of her life.

"Mmnglubl!" Eventually, though, he'd shake himself out of his trance, feeling another overwhelming heaving of his chest which caused him to briefly grip at his blowhole before swimming for 'Hira, grabbing her arm, trying to coax her to swim on!

The african otter had her lungs flooded. They felt fully but empty at the same time but she had not harmed herself like ripping her lungs in this process like humans most likely would after fighting it for so long. Yet she was naturally not a water-breather after all despite her skills at freediving.

Just the low oxygen consumption of her body and the immense amount of hormones and adrenaline from her orgasm helped that she didn't black out right away.

Triggered by your touch she could still twitch and kick. Her paw clutched her chest repeatedly in the process and her eyes blinked drowsily.

By pure instinct she tried to inhale hard. "I don't.. I don't want to die!!", she screamed at herself in her drowsy mind.

"H..hgh..gluggl.."

Her sounds were telling that those would be her last kicks though and the dark-blue shade within her facial fur stressed that. Nevertheless it seemed like she rubbed against the dolphin on purpose when she reached for his back.

Georgie felt her shakes and agony and also her sheer desire to live when her chest sucked hard on the water. It was breaking his heart that he could not help her instantly, yet he wanted to, no matter what. With a trail of bubbles from his blowhole, he kept pulling her through the hall while even more hastily checking the doors now.

This close, he could hear every aquatic gulp and pant. For the special, also air-deprived dolphin that had certain effects. It made was making him more and more horny than he already was and his member was throbbing and even leaking pre through the thin fabric, especially when her fur rubbed against his skin.

As the seconds passed, the semi-conscious otter's movements weakened quickly. Still she seemed to have retained a last bit of ability to think because suddenly she reached for Georgie's head and pulled his rostrum closer and after she exhaled a watery breath against it, she placed a quick kiss onto his nosetip.

In the same moment, her sleepy eyes finally dropped shut and she went entirely limp. Her legs sprawled, leaving the last fraction of her juicy trail.

Only if he would listen close, he could feel a weak heartbeat from her, but it threatened to subside as well.

Georgie's eyes widen inf ear for her, but immediately shut tight as another spasm coursed through his chest, forcing almost the last of his air out!

His vision was beginning to blur as he carried the unconscious otter slowly through the corridor, barely able to think anymore. "L..last chance!!", he thought and quickly reached for the nearest door, pushing it open that his shoulder hurt and then kicked off upwards with his last strength as his vision was too blurred to even check whether there was the so much needed airpocket. Inevitably he already took an overwhelming, deep gasp!

A windpipe-ful of water filled the dolphin's blowhole and top of his lungs when he inhaled but when he began to choke, he felt the water splashing over his head. He shook wildly for several seconds, thinking he was drowning because at first he couldn't even believe it:

They had made it to an air-chamber!

This room was almost identical to his own where he had been trapped except that the air-surface was much smaller and only in one corner. However at very least it was practically fresh air with just a salty taste from the sea.

Although his tortured lungs caused him to twitch with every breath, that air felt heavenly and he took in as much as he could - until his mind snapped suddenly.

"TA'HIRA!", he blurted out after another choke which finally expelled the last remaining water from his windpipe.

There was no answer and no fellow choking though. The strong otter had been under too long already and her breathing didn't kick in on it's own yet even when he desperately pulled her up so her head wasn't below the surface anymore.

Water was trickling just slowly from her lifeless mouth.

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CHAPTER 5: A second chance

In a panic, he quickly forgot about the pain of his chest and propped her against the wall, pressing hard on her chest to force the water out faster. Yet soon he noticed that wasn't enough. As a dolphin, that what other anthros often call 'CPR' was not something physically possible to him but he vaguely remembered a different method they had been taught at the academy - even if it had been embarrassing.

Unlike during training back then, he didn't hesitate though and reached a paw down her body, directly to her crotch. His fingertips brushed firmly with a rub through the short fur of her female folds and then he quickly penetrated them.

The key was to touch the most sensitive spots of the non-breathing person - that was what he remembered.

At first there was no reaction from the woman, but inside her folds - which were slick to the touch even below the watersurface - Georgie felt a pulse and a few moments later even a twitch as her muscles down there contracted by pure reflex or instinct.

The signal just was not strong enough to reach her unconscious mind yet and so her cheeks maintained their mild, blueish shine.

The dolphin's fear for his rescuers life clouded his head when he slowly pulled his fingers out of her folds again. But then something in his mind told him to try... a different, even more intense thing. Barely thinking, he kept her pinned against the wall and slowly slid his underwear down to his haunches, just to reveal his hard, prehensile member.

The young male was entirely controlled by instincts now when his hips approached hers and he gave a slow thrust through the water. His member naturally and quickly worked itself inside her folds - making use of its agility.

With a firm tail-kick he helped to push nice and deep into her and this elicited a moan from his lips.

Ta'Hira's tortured yet unbelievably enduring body and spirit reacted more this time. Her legs twitched, involuntarily pushing herself off the wall - just forcing the dolphin boy deeper into her this way. Together under a second moan from him they floated in the water until her eyes suddenly widened hard and she immediately splashed a mouthful of warm water upon Georgie's side - clearly less graceful than what was typical for the otter.

"A..AHhnG GHNGHH Uggh... Ack.. aghhh...Ahhhh.. Oh.. oh a..ah.. oh my.. W..what are you..d..?"

Her body twitched more, instinctively trying to push him off at first, managing to slip about half his shaft while she still gasped loudly, spluttered and choked a while but eventually inhaled very deep - and turned her sounds into moans.

The otter womans face showed a strange expression of dizzyness, utter shock but also a tiny hint of pleasure and joy. It was clear that her mind was racing about what situation she was in and what the dolphin had done - and was still doing.

"Oh Georgie... You.. You rescued me...", eventually she began to relax again, also starting to remember faintly how she had lost control over herself in the last seconds and probably showed the young guy much more of a tease than she had intended.

So she smiled a few moments later and just brought a webbed paw to his cheeks and the other to his waist but she didn't try to pull away further.

Instead she just exhaled her labored, only very slowly normalizing breath onto his wet skin when she leaned a bit closer.

"A..are you.. okey?"

The dolphin was taken equally by surprise and froze up when she recovered and he needed some seconds to relax slowly again, still half inside the otter as he panted softly too. Seeing her so blue like that, watching her just barely yet powerfully recover, was enough to drive him wild. He shuddered slightly for a moment - maybe also a aftereffect of his own immense effort to make it into the air-pocket - and his shaft wriggled inevitably against the walls of Ta'Hira's most intimate place.

He fought as much as he could to keep himself under control though but he starred deeply into her eyes. "I-I'm... f-fine... I feel kinda... weird, though..."

"You.. have done something very brave.. in more than one way!", The older otter finally said and kept her smile - occasionally still interrupted by much needed breaths. She leaned further against him and took his head into an embrace between her breasts before she gently caressed his head around his neck and his blowhole as well.

"Alright, I fear this airpocket won't last so much like your last. We need to get away from here as soon as possible. You mind if I..", she whispers; now with her cheeks growing a little red when she kicked her legs just enough to slip off his active shaft. That didn't happen without another slight moan from her too though.

Despite this intense situation - and the fact that she could indeed feel her own excitement and arousal already approaching again, she was conscious enough not to give in either. At least not yet. "Survival is more important!", she tells herself in her mind and for a moment she can't help it but wonder whether she would really just give in if they would have been safe.

Eventually she decides to distract both of them and looks more serious into his eyes. Her willpower was shining again. They would make it somehow past those sharks, no matter what.

"Georgie, I need to ask you something... How long can you usually hold your air when it is not stale like before?"

The dolphin blushed very bright red, nearly melting in the otter's grasp, especially when she gently caressed him, and pushed his head between her breasts. When she pulled out of him, something in the back of his mind screamed to him that it wasn't right, but he still could ignore it at least... "I-I can hold about... 8 minutes." He replies, giving a nod and inhaled deeply. He kicked his legs slowly when he saw that the air pocket seemed to growing just a bit smaller from his breath.

He also slowly reached for his undies which were dangling from one of his legs now.

'Hira gently placed a paw onto his first and let out of a soft chuckle.

"Keep the undies off.. they are not for swimming anyways and.. it is only fair..", she whispered and kept eye contact with him for several seconds until her eyes went almost involuntarily down what caused the dolphin to blush madly and rush his other paw over his crotch.

"You.. are quite a hawt boy.. Do not be shy. You have already seen everything of me.", she winked but then went serious again.

Georgie who could barely overcome the fact that she had complimented his body had a hard focusing again. He just felt how the white meterial of his last piece of cloth floated down his leg and he eventually kicked it away. Now he was simply nude - just like her! The otter didn't give him much time to think about that though.

"Alright, then you might need some help in any case. We need to try to find an entirely different way to the surface.", she explained and didn't mention the sharks again not to scare him. Then she reached into the small pouch she luckily didn't loose.

First she activated a second, white light-stick with the result that her soaked, short fur and her long, black hair just glistened more.

Then she took an accurately folded, transparent object from the pouch and opened it up, revealing that it was a stretchy bag made of plastic. "Hopefully this won't slip off your head too easily...", she muttered more to herself than to him.

Georgie's head tilted at the sight, curious as to what that was for.

"O-On my head? What are you... doing with that?" He trusted her, very much so, but although he had probably encountered those manmade, everyday objects more often than her, he was rather confused.

The African otter responded right away: "This is an airtight but transparent material. When you pull it on your head you will still be able to see fairly well but it won't let you loose your air. When you exhale accidentally or not, the bag will just fill and allow you to inhale again."

She said and gently tugged at his head to see his breathing-hole.

"So you can just relax this fascinating part of yours...".

Inevitably she blushed whilst saying that but she continued: "..and you can focus more on swimming and save your strength. From own experience I can tell it will gain you three or four more minutes until.. well, you turn blue again."

After saying this, she sighed deeply. "Of course I will do what I can to prevent us needing to go so far!"

Georgie listened close to the explanation and although a wave of fear rose within him, he gave a nod and blushed as well as he heard the whole thing. "So... It'll keep the water out? How easy is it to take off again, if we need to resurface in a hurry?" He was still nervous, but much less so around the African otter who - despite having needed rescue herself a few minutes ago - had an aura and effect of safety on him.

"It has to be tight to keep the air from slipping past your neck, but it can be removed with some effort. If it is really needed, we can probably also rip it apart!" she said and took a sharpened piece of a large shell from her bag.

"Anyways, you know more of this ship than me. Any idea where we could get out far away from the deck and the cargo where sharks are?"

"Um... Well, assuming they aren't surrounding the ship..." He pauses a moment, panting a bit heavier, already feeling the air growing heavy and stale in there. "There's a... glass observation deck at the very bottom. If it's broken, we can swim out through there."

'Hira nodded calmly, also feeling how their time was running out but if they would hurry, they should still be in much much better shape than the last dive. The otter hoped to be able to reach her typical time of thirteen to fifteen minutes if needed.

"That sounds good. Not sure whether we will find air even deeper in the ship, but it is very good to have a goal!"

She said and slowly began taking deep breaths already. She held the bag still in her paws though.

"Let's prepare and go. I will follow your tail!"

She said warmly but spoke up again. "Oh, I forgot something - the bag has another benefit. If you are careful, you can talk in it! So please say when you see something.. or you need help.. and also if something bothers you, okey?"

The 'phin nodded, taking in deep, slow breaths and prepared his lungs for the dive. "Will do!" He slowed his movements, conserving air, readying himself for what may be the hardest dive of his life.

His shaft which was still floating freely in the water, was shrinking only a bit - far from able to hide within its slit yet.

"I'm proud of you, Georgie. You went from shy and scared to fairly brave! Hope that isn't just because uhm.. this..", she grinned slightly to lighten up the mood again before she spread her legs a bit to present her body slightly better through the watersurface.

Quickly she resumed her preparations though, knowing only too well how tough this might become. They would need every bit of strength and every ounce of air!

Luckily thanks to being an aquatic mammal, her lungs had recovered enough already despite the flooding.

Soon she turned to hyperventilating slightly to gather as much oxygen as possible and instructed the younger dolphin to do the same.

He followed her instructions nicely, hyperventilating rather fast, then took in the deepest breath he could hold before he offered his head to get the bag on, hoping that would work quick and painless.

Ta'Hira nodded encouragingly when she saw him willing like this.

She had to use this utensil before - on herself and on otter friends and everyone had been rather reluctant but so she knew the right technique to seal it fast and airtight.

During the moment that took, Georgie glanced over her body through the clear plastic and he felt that burning need within him which was getting harder and harder to ignore...

The bag turned fairly tight around his head, not leaving much room for air to begin with but at least it was equally secure around his neck and would keep him streamlined as usual - just that his head was even more glistening with that material.

Once underwater after Ta'Hira had filled her lungs to the brim and even pressed some extra air into her chest with her cheeks, she gave Georgie the lead like they had talked about since he surely knew the way better - even if things were different when flooded and slightly skewed.

Nevertheless they swam close to each other since 'Hira also wanted to take care of him. She noticed that she had to convince herself not to keep peeking at his lower body though where his member didn't show any sign of retracting completely into his male-slit.

The well known warmth from earlier had begun to grown between her own legs again already.

Soon they had passed the first corner behind the cabinet that had blocked the room Georgie had trapped in first. The 'bagged' dolphin slowly exhaled some air. It was a strange feeling to know being underwater but not hearing any bubbling when releasing air. "This works!"

He said and his voice was only obstructed by the transport through the water. The bag inflated quite like a balloon but he noticed how this didn't strain his lungs like holding his breath did.

The bag instantly bulged up and the young man felt it tugging slightly at his chin, pulling his head up, but nothing one couldn't get used to. Ta'Hira knew the benefit of relaxing ones lungs indeed was a true bit of relief within an overall rather frightening situation. A benefit the otter woman didn't have herself.

Georgie inhaled the warm air again when 'Hira gave an OK-sign and this encouraged him to kick faster into the depth of ship.

Still surrounded by so much water and rebreathing his own air he could soon feel his arousal throbbing, again though, begging for his attention!

As the seconds passed, it had grown to full size again. Ta'Hira could see the dolphin's mind drifting off and eventually without even thinking, one of his paws began to reach down, slowly stroking along his own body. Only moments later that caused him to moan out a bit making the woman a bit embarrassed.

Still she was just glad for him when she heard him moan even if it made her blush slightly. She couldn't resist to stretch out her paw and brush gently along his waist too, smiling at him beautifully.

He blushed even brighter and looked back to her with a nervous smile. He tried to swim ahead, leaving his member alone for only a few seconds before he began stroking at it even more, moaning and blushing bright red.

"I.. I cannot.. resist.. This bag.. the air.. Please excuse.", he whispered and his kicking became less and less coordinated.

'Hira who knew only too well that she had been just the same only minutes ago hoped he would not spend too much energy on the pleasuring but as long as it kept him swimming, she didn't worry. She even encouraged him with a reassuring smile and just did her best to assist him gently with soft rubs along his strong tail and focused on conserving her own energy.

Seconds passed this way and soon it became minutes as they made it through several doors and hallways, deeper through the center of the ship. Soon his moans caused the bag to inflate so much that small bubbles trickled past his neck and he felt the pressure.

When that happened, he instinctively took in a breath - after all his lungs had deflated - and sucked the bag tight against his head. However every time this worsened his urge and it wasn't only the urge to breathe. His swimming had significantly slowed down though.

So the African otter looked a bit confused when she passed his side unintentionally without swimming faster. She quickly realized the reason and while that made her giggle once into her cheeks she also shook her head with a bit of worry. "Oh well.. boys and their cocks..", she thought, just grinning a bit more.

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CHAPTER 6: Just to keep swimming...

Georgie just couldn't stand it anymore! A few kicks later he suddenly brought his other paw down, stroking at his throbbing erection, only propelling himself further with fairly uncontrolled moves and swings of his tail now!

Soon that resulted in accidental bumps into the frames of doors and at some point they even had to return a couple of feet as he had missed a turn.

"S..sorry.. I can't focus..", he muttered afterwards and that was just when a first whitish spurt of pre leaked from the very tip of his dark-pink member.

They were down for several minutes at that point and although Ta'Hira's chest felt almost entirely relaxed yet, she bit her lip, knowing that it could get worse if they were too slow.

She decided to do something and quickly swam below him and tapped his chest to take his attention. Then she gently tugged one of his paws away from his abdomen and pointed him to keep swimming before she pointed at herself and lastly at his crotch.

She was trying to tell him that she would take care of that. The way her fingers slid along his bare belly only stressed that she would 'help' him for sure. "Just so we can keep moving...", she tried to tell herself mentally.

Georgie was taken by surprise, and only blushed even further. This closeness reminded him of how embarrassing and weird that was what he was doing but when he realized that she wanted to help, he could not react in any different way but just nod slowly.

He took another deep re-breath from the beg - now starting to feel clearly how the air was becoming stale, but this just caused his shaft to twitch. Eventually he pulled both his paws away and starting to swim forcefully and aimed through the corridor again.

'Hira lost no time as she knew it was better to do it while her lungs were still in good shape - after roughly five minutes since their last breath, she only felt a mild strain since it was rather pressurized air. So she allowed her body to slide lower until her head was almost on level with his waist.

With smooth kicks she followed every of his motions too and still managed to gently brush her paw along the sides of Georgie's proud shaft.

'Hira never had the occasion to touch a member of this kind, making her more curious than she wanted to admit. The texture and flesh was different shaped from one of her own kind.

The male 'phin let a small moan escape him, inflating the bag just a little bit before he sucked it tight against his face once more, causing the smooth plastic to outline his features. His prehensile member was hard and twitchy and as if it had its own mind, it started to rub up against her paw, somewhat trying to wrap around it. It throbbed and leaked constantly now, slightly clouding the water behind him as he dolphin-kicked at a constant, quickened pace.

"He must be a really pent up one..", 'Hira thought but it made her smile. She even had to keep herself from giggling bubbles when she felt how the tip was moving around like that just as if it was showing affections.

She wanted to return just that and so she grabbed the base firmly with a paw while she worked on the upper half with her other - gently massaging along this full length.

The thumb of her lower paw even worked on his slit a bit, exploring those folds of skin and even tried to slip lightly inside.

Eventually she leaned in to place a quick kiss onto the leaky tip. All that whilst she kept swimming forcefully along with him not to slow them down.

Georgie had to really concentrate not to freeze up while receiving such pleasure. His back arched without his knowledge and he stroked through the water with his arms, kicking his legs and tail as constantly as he could.

His cock reacted with absolute pleasure, almost seeming to nuzzle into the stroking. His slit quivered as it was rubbed, sending electric tingles through his body that 'Hira would hear in his moaning. It even gave a jump at the gentle kissing and throbbed on the verge of orgasm already!

The African otter heard his moans and it caused a pleasant shudder through her body. She loved to know that her partners were enjoying it - even if 'partner' was maybe a bit too much or too early for this situation.

However she knew that this was burning quite some energy and she had to hurry to enable him to swim normally as soon as possible and so she just inhaled as much air from her mouth and cheeks as she could and closed her eyes before she bobbed her head just onto Georgie's crotch. She guided his shaft entirely into her mouth and throat.

The feeling of the wriggling tip was almost causing 'Hira to choke but she was experienced enough to keep control and sucked firmly instead, surrounding his cone-shaft with warmth and rubs all around.

His shaft was clearly eager to be in the otter's maw and quickly wiggled around inside before he pushed even deeper, down into her throat. He leaking more and more of his juices into her and even his male-folds at the base throbbed hard against her lips.

Georgie's moans picked up even more and they inflated the bag with his air, almost causing his swimming to slow as they had reached another turn. He knew that he was leading down one of the last hallways towards the final stairs to the underwater-observation deck.

His chest heaved as he sucked against the bag, only to moan out more into it, thrusting his hips involuntarily to force his shaft as deep as possible into the otter's throat.

'Hira had to swallow the mix of seawater and special fluid to avoid it filling her maw. She was truly dedicated to this act now - and not only because small amounts of certain juices were leaking from her own crotch by now. So she dug her paws firmly into Georgie's butt pulling him just closer in rhythm with his instincts.

Most airbreathers would have struggled a lot from that because the shaft was blocking off their airways but Ta'Hira was holding her breath anyways so she couldn't even have him deep enough!

Rhythmically she pumped on him; slipping an inch in and out every time and also rubbing the backside of his member with her tongue.

"A-Aaahhh! -gasp-" Georgie moaned and gasped and panted in this order over and over again when his cock moved as deep into the otter's throat than he would haever had deemed possible. It was clearly the preparation for his orgasm - all driven by pure instinct than knowledge!

"Ohhh, y-your... -gasp- Your touch is so... so magical! -gasp- something.. something is gonna.. -gasp- happen!! AHHH!!"

He shouts out into the hood before sucking it even tighter against his face than before every time. His cheeks took a deeper, darker red.

His swimming suddenly comes to a stop as he arches his back, shouting out with what air was left as his cock stiffens, then spurts a rather large load of pent-up cum into the otter's throat directly!

"N..Ng..'AhhAHHH!"

It felt so, so amazing, utterly overwhelming the inexperienced guy and his mind was instantly clouded with the absolute bliss. His toes curled up as his whole body stiffened in orgasm and he was still filling her throat with his hot, thick seed! Dolphins could provide a lot...

"N..n..nghm.. glbl.. hnpf.."

While this wasn't her first drink of the sticky kind, 'Hira was still slightly overwhelmed by the rush down her throat.

She gurgled audibly when she had trouble to swallow but she didn't think about pulling off from his shaft either - the moment was too intense. Instinctively her mouth and throat sucked on his flesh, eventually taking every warm spurt he could provide. She also kept her paws on his buttocks while she urged him to swim on.

The taste even underwater was certainly different from anything she had before. It was less salty that the seawater.

When he had finally stopped cumming and she gently let go of his rod, a trail of his whitish fluid seeped from her lips all the way until she had swam on eye-level with Georgie. The brown and white furred otter had a dreamy expression when she looked at him and brushed his cheek through the bag.

Eventually she gave him an OK-sign with her other paw, kinda asking how he was feeling now that he was rebreathing his own air for almost seven minutes.

First his body which had gone limp only a moment before she had squeezed his buttocks, had to be gradually brought back to reality though. He needed a moment until he slowly got his arms and legs working again to swim on.

Although he was near his normal breathholding limit, Georgie felt surprisingly good even if the orgasm had drained him in multiple ways. He could not keep the air in his lungs for very long anymore but his cheeks were still a deep, dark red.

So he gave a smile to her. "Thank you.. Ta'Hira.. -gasp- Getting... kinda... -gasp- hot in here... But am.. Okey!"

His shaft still throbbed, but was slowly beginning to go flaccid again although some last drops of his juices still leaked from it, leaving a trail in the water as they moved again.

It still stayed out of its slit, though. The new airlessness was still keeping him somewhat horny!

'Hira nodded understandingly as she felt how her own chest had tightened a bit from the slight effort but she hoped that they could make up for that by swimming the next minutes with much less distraction.

Encouragingly she pointed ahead to swim forcefully and she followed suit.

Naturally she couldn't resist peeking at his member a bit too, remembering to have heard that dolphins were capable of cumming surprisingly often in short time. This thought alone caused the otter woman to leave a trail of less obvious fluid as well.

With his urges taken care of for now, the 'phin swam on, picking up speed now and another minute later they had reached the stairs, quickly moving down them.

He gasped now even without speaking but with the thought of finally leaving the ship, he couldn't think about saving energy anymore.

The observation deck was down there, so he remembered, and they could hopefully swim through the broken glass bottom, or break the glass themselves if it wasn't already broken.

The African otter kept the swim and partially focused on the interesting taste in her mouth - it was the remains of Georgie's seeds.

As they went another story deeper, 'Hira felt her chest tightening more. She was at over eight minutes on the single breath - so 'only' slightly over her half-time mark - but the waterpressure was quite intense for her.

While the upper deck had been roughly forty fathoms underwater, this place here was probably over 50. The hope that they would begin their ascension any moment was keeping her strong too though.

The worse the shock was when they passed into the next and supposedly last hallway.

Apparently this part of the ship had doubled in purpose as a place to store everything that wasn't needed somewhere else and additionally the impact of the crash on the seafloor had caused the worst damage here.

Everything that could fall down, including broken planks from the ceiling and heavy tools from the shelves had blocked their way.

It was making it impossible to look through, let alone swim through like that!

'Hira's eyes widened. "He.. he will panic!", she thought, not thinking about herself anymore. Immediately yet thoughtfully she turned to Georgie and tapped his chest to keep his attention.

Seeing the otter so calm indeed allowed him to stay calm despite his mind screaming at himself again how close they were to suffocate or drown down here. "T..ta'Hira... No other.. way!", he muttered with a shaky voice but quickly gasped the air from the bag back in.

He breathed slowly, trying to conserve oxygen, but his cheeks were already showing the faintest purple instead of healthy red.

Even worse, his expression was showing defeat and a moment later he shook his head. "N..no hope.. so sorry!", he squeezed from his lungs and blowhole and 'Hira could see that he was close to tears.

She had to show at very least that they were close to an exit, the woman realized and she had an idea.

She covered the glowstick from her pocket with a paw and while she held Georgie's paw with the other, she waited a seconds until their eyes which were suited for darkness, adapted.

Only a few seconds and a slight but unseen spasm of Ta'Hira's chest later, they squinted their eyes and were be able to see some light shimmering through the debris in the distance.

This filled him with hope. The observation deck within was not buried in sand, so there was a way out! However, it was still blocked with debris and he was past his usual breath-holding time - only thanks to the re-breathing in the bag.

Ta'Hira knew they were far past the point of no return to the air-pocket they had found and the chances to find another place to breathe was very low. "..we have gone so far! We have to make it!", she told herself to push away her own fear.

Probably also for that reason or maybe because her mind was gradually running a bit wild, she placed her fingertips onto her lips and blew an airless kiss to the young dolphin while she gave an encouraging wink.

At the same time she suppressed another chest contraction.

Instead she pushed Georgie gently down next to the pile of debris to show him to relax - she wanted him to conserve his energy more than her - and she quickly turned around to grab the first chunk of wood, pulling at it with all her might.

It moved only slowly but formed a gap she could reach in to move metallic equipment and other old tools away. They each caused a slight impact when falling into the wooden floor. She worked hastily and determine but Georgie who did not remain still but helped how he could - albeit slower - noticed that it took quite some breathhold-focus because her chest soon contracted lightly, visible to him for the first time on this dive.

Soon he gulped worryingly: "H..'Hira... -gasp- Are you... alright?"

The otter women nodded quickly and brought a paw to her chest for just a second before she continued even faster than before.

She was definitely exerting herself into this but she had to do if they wanted to ever breathe fresh air again.

A minute passed like that, then a second one and while Georgie became visibly more nervous and had to gasp every ten to fifteen seconds, they made progress step by step. Still the light had only become slightly closer.

Luckily 'Hira was an experienced freediver - one of the best of her tribe and she knew certain tricks to help herself just like she had earlier right when she had met the dolphin.

So she puffed her cheeks up with as much air as possible when she picked up one of the heavy rubbish and re-inhaled it every time she dropped it behind her.

Soon this rhythm which was accompanied by some gulping sounds and more heaving of her chest sped up when her body demanded fresh air. Eventually even her breasts seemed to jiggle up and down from that but she didn't stop. Especially when the warm feeling spread between her legs anew. Unfortunately she needed both her paws currently for her work. Instead she just squirmed her hips lightly.

Georgie couldn't help himself but stare at her, deciding to try the same trick, exhaling into the bag when he'd pick up debris, and inhaling when he set it down again. It brought little relief to his now starving lungs, but it was enough to keep going along with her.

Involuntarily his eyes wandered down her body at some point and this wriggling butt of her caused his again half aroused to twitch.

Suddenly a ray of brighter light distracted him though. Blinking, he saw they had made a gap in the debris, just large enough for a paw! His chest heaved now with each pained gasp and his cheeks went purple, yet still he was mostly concerned about the African otter because her gulps had become louder and more urgent.

Ta'Hira tried to focus just on the next step - that would be to make it into the observation deck. Soon she guessed they were down for roughly twelve minutes though and that under more effort than her typical dives when she just looked for shells or explored a cave.

"Only a little more...", she said to herself in her mind when a trickle of precious bubbles seeped from her lips. She could not stop that either as she still needed both paws to enlargen that escape hole.

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CHAPTER 7: A wink of the surface

Georgie helped moving away just enough debris to squeeze through, seeing the observation deck within already. But then he saw the trickle of bubbles from her rescuer and he gulped worriedly.

"'Hira..." He whispered and quickly took a soft gasp before he tugged at his neck for the tight edge of the bag.

Ta'Hira had heard the worry in his voice and just wanted to turn around to show him that she was okey - even if that was not entirely the truth - when a particularly strong contraction hit her body, taking the toll of all the strain.

"M..hmpf!Mgrbl.."

She squirmed for nearly two seconds, fighting not to let all the air escape but she could not prevent it from seeping from her muzzle.

To her surprise the air didn't form audible bubbles towards the surface but burst just into the bag she felt Georgie pulling over her muzzle.

The dolphin had obviously taken it off his head despite a few of his own bubbles trickling out of his blowhole. Careful not to turn the bag's opening upwards, he had slowly approached 'Hira from behind pulled it on her just as he saw her chest contracting.

For a moment, the otter wanted to grab the edge as she knew the dolphin would need the air too - after all he was already so much past his regular breathholding time but she realized that fighting was not a good idea.

She gave Georgie a worried look yet eventually helped pulling the bag all the way over her head until the small airchamber inside surrounded her face. This immediately triggered her instinct.

"A.Ahhh! HuAHh! Ahh.. phew.. hngh... hah..."

The otter gasped forcefully but had to cough too because she had swallowed some water. It was clear that her body was heated and exhausted like after a half-mile run because the bag inflated and deflated with every pant.

Yet she forced herself to speak.

"G..georgie! -gasp- y..you.. you didn't! - gasp- have to do!"

The dolphin shook his head as a response, giving a somewhat relieved look when he saw her panting, doing her best to catch her breath. His own chest heaved, but he was able to hold back his air for the most part by keeping his blowhole closed with some strain. For now, they couldn't worry about who should wear the bag, though. He quickly pointed to the hole in the debris, to where they would have to get out and swim for air!

'Hira gave a slightly relieved sigh when she very slowly regained her calamity and also because she saw the dolphin somewhat under control too. Even if his literally blue cheek color was worrying her, at least she knew that he had probably beat his personal record of being without a fresh air-supply!

"Now save your.. - gasp- air!", she told him for that reason and nodded immediately at his pointing before she pulled the last objects out of the way herself.

Carefully they squeezed through and ended up in the remains of the observation deck.

Now they could see that the massive glass wall was broken and in the distance, 'Hira even could get a glimpse of the surface.

"It was an ordeal.. -gasp- but we will make it.. -gasp- with dry lungs at least!", she said softly, a bit joking; actually surprised how well speaking worked with the expanding and deflating bubble on her head.

She was just about to kick off finally out of the ship when she suddenly got a very bad feeling. She partially thought it was the imminent oxygen-deprivation but it felt more significant than that. A deep, wild instinct warned her and indeed just a moment later, the sunlight which weakly reached down here, turned even darker as a huge shadow fell on the entrance.

Georgie had followed behind her, his chest heaving regularly but somewhat controlled as he swam right behind her. "The bag really helped..", he thought and even managed to give a soft smile when 'Hira looked back to him. Clearly the sight of the surface had something to do with his confidence too.

Yet that shattered immediately when he saw the shadow too. He let out a few bubbles in surprise, quickly covering his blowhole and squeezed his eyes shut as he fought to not let any more air out. "Mmwrrrrnnn...."

'Hira's eyes widened hard and she almost panicked - after all the physical and mental torturing of the last half an hour even she was at her limit of patience - yet she reacted quickly once more: She grabbed Georgie's free paw and pulled him away from the remains of the glass window and instead towards the thick, wooden frame surrounding it.

She pressed her back against it while she held him close.

"Stay silent.. quick.."

She whispered with as little voice as she could and with her eyes peeking just barely through the window. Only a moment later she quickly retracted her head when a fin became visible.

Luckily the shark had not swam inside yet. If it would, there was no way to hide to escape in time.

"We.. wait it out..", 'Hira added after she had carefully re-inhaled her air and she rubbed a paw onto his which covered the back of his head where a thin trickle of bubbles escaped.

Georgie was reaching his own limit, but he obeyed as best he could despite fear growing within him again. He tightened his grip on his blowhole which was hurting by now from attempting to stay firmly closed despite his chest heaving more and more as the seconds passed by.

His cheeks started to take a really worrying shade of dark blue.

From own experiences, Ta'Hira knew that sharks only were on the prowl like that for few minutes. They were active hunters after all, not ones waiting for food passing by.

However the urge to re-breathe that little air from the bag over and over was telling her that they hardly had minutes. Nevertheless they had to try!

The otter felt how it was getting harder for the dolphin but she hoped to be able to distract him without making too much audible noise.

So she brought her paw gently down between his legs. As a result, his eyes opened and blinked slowly, seeing what she was doing, and seeing his own prehensile member throbbing at it. It curved slightly at her touch, seeming to try wrapping around her paw.

Despite the dire situation, Georgie wanted this. No, more than that - It was because of the dire situation that he wanted this!

He let himself relax a bit, keeping a tight hold on his blowhole as he focused otherwise purely on the pleasure and smiled weakly bu thankfully at the otter.

'Hira was focused again now too. "Maybe if I rub him for a minute.. and we share air another minute.. nh, there is no way to make an airpocket here.. have to find another way.... And will we have enough strength for the swim up?..", she thought but when she felt his wriggling member, it distracted her too.

She even managed to smile at the sweet and luckily silent dolphin back and very gently she began squeezing and massaging his shaft.

She was even more gentle and slightly slower than earlier not to strain him too much or accidentally make him moan out air as that would be almost guaranteed an alarm for the predator out there.

Meanwhile Georgie's eyes drifted shut and he only let out another tiny bubble that could easily have come from any object laying around or even some fish.

Altthough his chest heaved, he seemed to have calmed. Only his cock kept moving and throbbing at her touch, wiggling around into the rubbing and squeezing.

The Tahitian otter woman continued slowly, actually loving this feeling of movement down there. That was something she obviously didn't know from any otter.

Again she wondered what that would feel like inside her body actually - and when humping properly unlike when he had only done it to wake her up only. The thought alone reminded her of the burning need within her crotch once again and how she was currently leaking her juices into the water.

However she resisted as it was too dangerous. She knew only too well though that otters always mated deep underwater - and they often went past the normal limits of their breathhold, surviving only because the sheer pleasure was keeping them alive. Surely she didn't want to rely on that only.

Suddenly she gave an even tighter squeeze and looked at Georgie though while she whispered. "one.. -silent gasp- one minute... -gasp- To be.. sure!"

She immediately saw Georgie's eyes widening in fear from that as he doubted that he could make it even half as long but she quickly pressed her plastic-covered muzzle against his neck, cuddling softly to distract him again. "Show me... -silent gasp- your blowhole when.. -gasp- you need.. air!.." she said with a strange determination.

She had thought of an idea - a way to help him and prolong their time together - even if it meant giving up the safe bag entirely.

Then she quickly rubbed up and down along his shaft anew, now drawing the first spurts of pre into the water again.

In the back of her mind that made the otter wonder whether such fluids had the same effect on sharks like blood. She dearly hoped not.

The dolphin struggled not to let out a moan. As to her request he didn't know what she would do but he just nodded, yet kept his paw in place over his orifice.

While that paw seemed like fused up there, the other was rubbing at his heaving chest. Slowly however, in fact without him even knowing, his paw wandered over to 'Hira's body soon.

Lightly he began rubbing at her chest, giving her breasts a few sensual squeezes before he traced down her belly, moving even just a bit lower...

Ta'Hira noticed his responding caressing and she didn't mind at all. On the opposide, she just floated a bit closer and stretched her her hips slightly forward.

Her fur was warm below his fingertips and when he reached her crotch, he was able to feel even more warmth - and slick fur due to her sticky juices which had spread over her entire 'private parts' already.

All in all and maybe also due to his touch, the otter's chest was rising slightly up and down every paw-full of seconds now, inflating and deflating the bag as she had to pant again. Still she focused not to moan.

They were on this little air for nearly fifteen minutes in total though and it was practically impossible to stop breathing anymore. Unfortunately it was now when Georgie seemed to reach a mental limit.

While his cock throbbed faster and even successfully wrapped around one of her fingers when she had squeezed it tight, he was becoming more and more restless.

Ta'Hira saw how his tail twitched in the water, actually causing a worrying amount of noise and his paws on her fur moved in less controlled ways.

"nhhmpf.. mhmpf.. hnghh.. oh..ohh.."

While the otter woman worked to keep him distracted off the lack of air, muffled but strained sounds started to come from him along with some moans. His chest was visibly attempting to push air out of his lungs past his paw. That resulted in the young, aquaphilic dolphin to be in an intense mix of pleasure, pain and desire. Nevertheless he continued his own act of love and had slowly begun to spread Ta'Hira's folds down there, running a finger up and down just along the slit that formed.

He smiled when he felt her body shuddering from that.

"A..ah.. nhh.." ... "Hmpfghf!"

A slight, whispered moan from her mixed with the next impact of Georgie's cramping diaphragm.

Eventually Georgie could not resist anymore. He wanted everything but to be a burden to the beautiful, sensual otter that was trying to rescue her, but he knew he would drown or suffocate any moment.

Not able to think straight anymore about what would happen, he slowly leaned his head forward and slid his paw off his blowhole.

His paw clenched to a fist when he had to use all his strength to keep the small skin flap in place which he had just revealed. It was just inside the round indentation on the back of his head and was the main barrier between the sea and his lungs.

Upon seeing that, 'Hira could clearly notice how tired this part of his body was because the hole flexed in rhythm with the spasms of his chest and tiny bubbles escaped every time this natural 'valve' quivered.

Immediately she took her paw from his shaft and reached for the edge of her bag around her neck.

"I will need.. -gasp- to press my lips -gasp- against your blowhole. O..okey? -gasp- We breathe.. till surface!", she whispered hardly audibly but her eyes were showing confidence.

Georgie knew that the bag was precious so it was a sacrifice to give it up, but eventually he gave a worried nod.

Without even noticing or maybe more to distract himself, his paw kept slowly rubbing at her folds. He still teased her 'entrance' and he busied his eyes by staring over her clearly air-deprived body, knowing his own stomach and chest were sucking in, even as they continued to heave. He was so close to being completely out of air! At the same time he also squirmed in need for pleasure because she had let his shaft alone.

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CHAPTER 8: The special kiss

Ta'Hira's remaining air was dwindling too and if she wouldn't manage to seal their connection, it would become even worse, she knew. Yet that was their only chance and so she positioned herself in front of him, hoping the shark was far away not to see or sense the movements.

The dolphin boy was a bit smaller then her, so she would be able to join this special kiss and yet keep an embrace.

"Nhh..shh.."

A moment later she inhaled as hard as she could to take in all the air from the bag even if it clung firmly to her face, making her look strange. Her chest barely inflated by that though.

Then she dug her fingers into the half-flooded bag as she realized she was not be able to peel it off from the neck in one piece either anymore.

With little strength she ripped it instead and soon water surrounded her muzzle again while a few tiny bubbles that had remained between the plastic and her fur, rose upwards.

When she had thrown the pieces of the bag away, she nodded a last time at Georgie and leaned close to place her paws onto his cheeks very carefully and then pressed her warm lips just below the skin flap that kept his blowhole closed. In preparation, she filled her cheeks with her warm air.

Georgie would have been watching the otter turning back to holding her breath with a red blush if his cheeks hadn't already gone blue but he attempted to be prepared for what would come.

Yet when he felt her lips onto and half inside his blowhole that caused him to instinctively gasp a bit, luckily just so much it deflated Ta'Hira's cheeks only.

His now free paw reached slowly reach over and rubbed at the otter's chest, starting to massage her breasts more intensely now while his cock throbbed even more now that he finally had some air to breathe, regardless of how stale it had become.

Indeed the air was technically almost useless to support their bodies now. Even the efficient otter's body had used up almost all oxygen when she strained herself earlier and replaced it with CO2.

However the fact alone of being able to breathe could cause wonders to relax ones lungs after so much time and therefore it felt like utter relief.

Knowing this herself, 'Hira exhaled deeply into him without worry for an over-inflating bag because their connection seemed fairly good.

As a result, her chest deflated hard below his paws, enabling him to feel up her ribs slightly but her breasts were as firm as ever, including her slightly pointy nipples.

Meanwhile Georgie took all the air she was giving him. The hissing sound and the way his tensed body relaxed told clearly that it was helping him.

Only his paws remained restless. One was busy around her abdomen and the other's fingertips quickly ran along her ribs, strangely loving the feeling of her sucked-in stomach. Then when his panic had vanished entirely he slowly exhaled back into the otter, filling her lungs with the useless air and let his own stomach suck in again. His hips humped softly against the water as his cock throbbed more.

The exhalation was timed well as Ta'Hira had tried to suck air in again when her diaphragm twitched.

To her own surprise, her folds twitched intensely too in that moment though, driving an urge to hump him through her body once again. Still with her mouth firmly sealed against Georgie's blowhole, she bit a lip.

"When.. when we swim.. there's no way I can resist..", she thinks, still fighting her need to give in to those pure, sexual instincts.

Obviously encouraged by her twitch, the dolphin's other paw continued to rub at her folds further, starting to lightly intrude with one finger.

This caused 'Hira's eyes to widened slightly and having lost control over herself for the fraction of a second, she gasped lightly but audibly from his blowhole, sucking some more air from his dolphin lungs than it was comfortable.

Georgie's body arched immediately as his lungs were deflated like this but she didn't fight it. He didn't want to risk breaking their connection and even less did he want to deny the life-saving otter the air.

Ta'Hira apologized for that by returning the air quickly though but not without rubbing her own paw along his chest to feel the smooth, rubbery skin rise up again.

Soon she trailed her fingers to his crotch anew to pleasure the sweet 'phin while they bot listened to the fain hissing of their breaths and the 'glub blubs' of small, leaking bubbles.

'Hira's vaginal muscles squeezed lightly at his finger and her hips even moved a little back and forth.

Eventually she considered kicking off though - finally going for the surface which was so far away...

"Fifty fathoms.. That means two minutes to swim... like this...", she thought worryingly but somehow the feeling of being so close to this kind cetacean guy made it easier for her.

Georgie slowly opened his eyes. Whilst he was still rubbing at her folds lightly, his cock began jumping and throbbing even faster now against the otter's paw.

Soon he could feel her tensing to kick off and he moved to do the same. The thought of eventually reaching the surface caused his heart to skip a beat.

Yet with their breaths exchanged and still exchanging back and forth like this, he felt strangely calm, feeling that as long as he was with this otter, they'd both be alright!

He took in another, slightly softer breath before letting it back out with a gentle hiss and then as if they could read each other's minds, they both kicked off the wooden floor and through the empty frame of the glass window.

At first 'Hira wasn't sure whether they wouldn't both swim faster without this connection but she could guess that they would either inhale water immediately or panic first otherwise. Plus she had promised him to keep breathing till the surface...

So she just took her paw from his shaft to wrap that arm around his back when they both began floating. As a result, their bodies naturally brushed together, including their crotches which were on perfect level due to their slight size differences.

Once in the open water so they had finally no ceiling above their heads anymore, Ta'Hira looked nervously past his head for any sharks nearby.

To her immense relief there was none to be seen and she concluded this with a deep, chest-deflating sigh.

Georgie kicked as hard as his tired muscles allowed, taken by surprise by the sudden sigh.

Not prepared, he let out a few bubbles before he quickly pushed back into their seal.

His own paw moved away from her folds and grabbed onto her hips as he felt his member rubbing against her thigh. It wouldn't wait, however, wiggling, trying to push its way inside her folds immediately, despite the danger!

"Now we only swim.. swim only swim.. ouff.. together.. I usually needed multiple minutes from this depth!!", Ta 'Hira concludes when her glance falls onto the distant surface.

That small, glistening light far above her head provides her much less hope than she had hoped.

"M..mrbl.. grbl.."

Worried she sees the small bubbles trickling from their seal for a moment and her body responds to that with a forceful spasm. "N..no.. there's no way to give up!!", she almost screams at herself but she feels how her muscles follow her orders less and less. "So far away..."

It feels painful to swim her typically efficient mermaid-style and together they raise only slowly, having barely made it up a deck of a ship.

In fact only the feeling of Georgie's shaft wriggling, pushing and exploring was keeping her from beginning to panic. It reminded her of her last resort earlier and the need for pleasure threatened to overwhelm her!

Despite the risk that it would make keeping their kiss much harder, the African otter suddenly spread her legs slightly and with an experienced move she pressed her crotch right against his, squeezing the 'phin's pink shaft against her folds.

As a result, Georgie couldn't help but moan into their seal from this and his hips unconsciously thrust into her. He could barely think about how slow they were ascending, yet he keeps kicking his legs even if it seems almost useless to help them. In his mind there was no way they could make it to the surface in time, but after everything they went through, he did his best not to think of it, simply holding a paw at 'Hira's waist while the other still rubbed at her breast.

This way he felt immediately when the otter woman's chest soon began to spasm more vigorously again - now not because of strain of holding air but simply because her body demanded to expel the heavily used air all the time.

She too switched to a traditional leg-kick though when Georgie pushed himself deep into her love-tunnel. This seemed to regain her some strength though as the pleasure washed away the pain of her lungs. However that also had a different effect.

"N..n..Nghmbl.. mbrgbl.. OhhglGlubl!"

For a quick moment she could not suppress a moan anymore and since her lips moved a lot, her mouth slipped from his blowhole.

'Hira almost choked when she instinctively tried to inhale again and her mouth filled just with water.

With a hint of pleasure-clouded despair she pressed her lips back against him. Immediately she began swallowing the water from her mouth, only able to hope that he wouldn't attempt to inhale because otherwise he would draw in water!

Unfortunately the two freedivers had bad luck another time.

"Mmrbl...Bwrbl..."

Georgie had thrust even harder into Ta'Hira, his cock throbbing, wiggling around inside her to pull even deeper. He also moaned out bubbles as their lips parted, but was able to hold back from inhaling only until he felt her lips locking around his blowhole again.

However in that moment he gave a sudden, deep gasp, expecting air, only for his eyes to grow wide when water seeped past his sensitive skin flap. Immediately he coughed water back into the otter's waiting maw and thrashed instinctively. This broke the seal anew and he couldn't keep himself from gasping hard, much deeper this time - on nothing but water!

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CHAPTER 9: Water in lungs but fire in hearts (and loins)

A paw rushed up to his neck and "Gu-hhAAAAAAAAAAAAGLurgl-GLK!" echoed through the water, followed by an equally desperate sound from Ta'Hira: "N..Nghoooghblbl!!"

The otter who was down there only to rescue the young dolphin after all, felt her heart sinking instantly when she realized what was happening - and that it was only her fault.

A cloud of bubbles burst from her own lips due to her scream and since her body urged her to expel the water he had pushed back deeper into her maw.

Nevertheless neither the shouting, nor moaning and gasping could prevent the inevitable - his lungs flooded entirely with sea water. He quickly grew dizzy and his cheeks showed the darkest shade of blue 'Hira had seen so far. Furthermore his kicking growing erratic and uncoordinated. At very least he kept clinging tight to the otter woman while he gasped and literally panted water - all this only accompanied by harder thrusts!

"No, no no! Don't drown on me!!!" Her mind screamed when she desperately tried to grab his head and rejoin the kiss of their breathing orifices.

Ta'Hira only felt how warm water - water from his lungs - blowing against her face though. She kept exhaling more and more of the little air that remained for her but Georgie seemed to have too much water in his lungs already to take any new air.

"I have to bring us both up when he passes out!!!", she concludes and firmly clings her legs harder around his hips to hold him firmly in place while she used just her tail to swim onward. Being sure he was practically unconscious already, she had given up the air-kiss and instead just hugged him tightly and looked into his eyes, not knowing how to make the last moments easier until the fainting she expected.

As a side-effect, her squeeze resulted in his shaft burying as deep as possible now and when her sharply sucked-in chest spasmed, the contraction even propagated to her slit where it squeezed his member - and that woke the dizzy dolphin once more:

"NglugLAAAAAAAAAAHUUUU...NGH..OOOhgghUUGL!" The ocean seemed to vibrate from his sounds that were only carried by water.

Ta'Hira who had been in the situation of seeing and hearing other creatures drown unfortunately, recognized that there were still moaning of pleasure in Georgie's voice!

Apparently his lust only seemed to grow with looming asphyxiation and it was not allowing his body to give out just yet. Instead it drove the dolphin despite his young age to thrust harder, more savagely.

Ta'Hira on the other paw felt weaker and weaker for obvious reasons as she was still focusing to swim in a controlled way and not let the waves of pleasure he caused, distract her too much. Yet at the same time she was amazed by how much strength Georgie still retained. His humps were each like a shockwave through her body, causing her hips to shift forth and back in the desperate rhythm.

Suddenly the otter woman had a possible life-saving spark of thought: Instead of fighting the humps further or seeing them as a necessity, they had to use them and the strength they retained for actually swimming!

The otter woman that did not have a fresh breath for what seemed like an eternity, actually stopped kicking for a brief moment. He awaited his next hump to use it for a wave-like movement through the water. It was just like the mermaid style of swimming she counted as the most efficient one. Just that this time it was driven by a drowned, horny dolphin!

Unfortunately the ascension was still agonizingly slow. The surface had hardly become brighter. Additionally the movement caused water to flow in and out of Ta'Hira's mouth and when she could not suppress a slight moan anymore, precious bubbles were added to the bursts of water.

"n..nghrbl.. mhwgbrbl.." She clung firmly to Georgie in return but at the same time she had to grab her neck not to let water past her throat.

Again she could only help swimming with her legs and tail alone but the rhythmic sounds from Georgie helped to keep on, reminding her why she was down here: "Nnnglukl... Gurgulp!"

Ta'Hira was torn in the mix of pain and pleasure but suddenly she realized that in this state, she would have drowned already if it weren't for the humping! After all she had been at over fifteen minutes when they began ascending. By now it was over sixteen!

The fur below her brown cheek had turned purple and that counted for her lips as well.

Georgie didn't look much better though. His drowsy eyes had grown bloodshot; his pupils shrinking as he gulped and gasped more, water freely flowing into and out of his blowhole, causing his chest to expand and contract with each watery breath. He was beginning to feel incredibly tired, but not really controlled by his conscious mind anymore, he just thrusted harder, deeper, literally pound into 'Hira now as if there were no water to slow his movements!

He began leaking precum, his cock throbbing, sometimes feeling like the only thing he could feel anymore!

Eventually the strain and the waterpressure of the remaining 30 fathoms was too much even for an otter body that was naturally mating at such depths.

Despite the squeezing on her neck which had even become painful by now, suddenly her throat gave in. It was only for a brief moment - even shorter than the quick cough earlier but it was enough to send the otter into a coughing fit.

First she drank a lot of water, trying to keep it away from her lungs but with little success. Instead her body arched hard, squeezing Georgie's shaft as deep inside a possible. She had no strength to close her mouth since a while anymore and so her lips flapped open and shut like of a fish when she coughed on water. In fact she was indeed breathing it just like a fish.

The pain was agonizing but at the same time it was at least not the same kind of pain like what the breath-hold itself caused. Furthermore soon she could hardly put up the strength to cough anymore so it was almost soothing when her eyes began to drop.

She would have fallen unconscious in that moment if there weren't a strong jolt of energy rushing through her body, reminding her to stay alive - it was a rapidly nearing orgasm - and Georgie felt the same!

The squeezing on his shaft was enough to drive the dolphin to his own sort of peak. His watery sounds turned into deep screams when his cock stiffened as much as physically possible and buried itself into the deepest place it could reach inside 'Hira's folds.

His creamy seed followed soon after with immense pressure! he had been certainly pent up and now literally gushed into her, filling her to the brim with his hot, salty essence.

Ta'Hira had surrounded his head with his arms now while she was trying to cope with the water in her lungs and the overwhelming, bloating feeling inside her abdomen. The next moment her mind almost stopped working but not because there was probably no single bit of usable oxygen within her body anymore. She was running solely on adrenaline and pleasure-driven hormones!

Suddenly her legs and even her tail stiffened when her peak of pleasure exploded and raged through her body into every digit of her paws and even up into her ear tips. All her muscles seemed to contract in the most intense female ejaculation she had ever experienced. Her hips were pressed against Georgie's, her juices made her fur and his skin sticky and she actually moaned out with nothing but water!

"A..ahhOoghhhh....hhhgHHHh...."

Second after second, twitch after twitch both aquatic mammals rode through their afterglow. Like automated, they still moved slightly. Both their visions were narrowing, turning into a tunnel as they were fighting to stay awake!

The afterglow that washed the pain of the water in her chest away enabled Ta'Hira to open her eyes at least. She could see the water around them having become significantly brighter now. She even believed to see some glistening. Apparently they were closer to the surface and the storm had passed. She surely couldn't trust her senses anymore, but she assumed roughly 15 fathoms left...

Georgie blinked rapidly, but his panting and gasping weakened as he was trying to stave off sleep. His aquatic body would finally give out, he new it. Yet he didn't feel any fear anymore. He was together with this wonderful otter girl and that was already fulfilling him.

The blue color spread along his face, painting it a deep blue now. He let his maw open, his tongue hanging out as well when his eyes rolled upwards.

At the same time 'Hira's vision was blurring a lot and the shade of the cetacean was practically the only thing she could see.

For some reason this made her quickly bring her paws to his cheeks and rub them lovingly. She didn't know why but she suddenly found herself in a very intimate state - rather absurd taking into account what danger she was in.

She kept caressing his smooth, blue skin for what felt like an eternity. She guessed that she would pass out any moment.. and wanted to express her feelings a last time.

Yet it seemed like her body had not got enough of a certain 'side-effect' of intimacy though because although her whole crotch was coated in her sticky, waterpoof juices, she felt the urge to hump - again!

"HAAAHhhhh.. glugl.. glubgl.."

She inhaled a forceful lung of water and also swallowed a part of it when she jammed her hips back against Georgie's still hard shaft. "HUMP!!..", she screamed mentally. "SO WE CAN SURVIVE!"

The jolt seemed to waken the 'phin, who kept gasping rather forcefully, forcing his lungs to work with the last bit of energy he had, even if it was just for water. "Gl-GLuhh.. a...Aaahghgh.."

His eyes opened wide again even if they looked glassy. He rose an almost dumb paw to hers on his cheeks and squeezed gently.

On the outside there was no real communication noticeable but it seemed like both knew what they had to do.

"Love" was a word Ta'Hira motioned just with her lips after she took another breath of water. The response from him was the same and those were also the last signs the two could share because they both closed their eyes.

Ta'Hira had heard that otters could ejaculate more than once in a single mating session but she was not so sure about herself whether she could take that. Still this wasn't the time to doubt something. In fact this wasn't even the time to think anything! They just had to move. And so they did until not only their eyes but also their minds had turned black...

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CHAPTER 10: A new life

Green was the color Ta'Hira saw first when she opened her eyes.

She needed several seconds to focus her eyes and recognize that it was the typical leaf-ceiling of a hut on her island. The otter tribe leader was still dizzy but yet she forced herself to sit up. Before she could do anything, a painful sting within her chest caused her to twitch and to cringe. "Ngh.."

"Oh my lady, slow, slow, please... lay down!"

She heard a well known voice. It belonged to Sal'Mac, the healer of their tribe and when she finally looked around, she realized that she was in his hut. A thin but fine piece of fabric covered her abdomen and she was sitting on a bed.

"I.. I'm okey, just let me..", her voice broke into a few strong coughs. The stinging had lessened slightly and was at the limit of what she could bear. Additionally she felt a strange pressure within her lower abdomen. Something she had never felt before, however that was not her concern right now.

She was about to demand an explanation of what happened and how she ended up here when she heard the healer calling outside the hut:

"She is awake!! She is awake."

Immediately several people rushed inside, all with relieved expressions. It was probably half her tribe, filling the entire room of this hut and she even recognized some members of the crew that belonged to the ship she had been diving to. "The ship! .. Georgie!!", her mind screamed as she remembered what happened.

"T..the.. -cough- the dolphin, where is he?!"

"Miss Ta'Hira, we have found you and him unconscious floating at the water surface yesterday. In.. well, quite a certain pose.. united.. Uhm.. So we brought you back here.", one of the otters - a fairly buff one and her first representative in the tribe actually - spoke.

'Hira was embarrassed and her eyes grew a bit when she understood what he meant but she knew her duty as the leader of the tribe and that contained she was not meant to show such weakness. Therefore she just nodded.

"Please tell me where he is."

"I am here!", suddenly the brighter, sweet voice was audible from across the room as he came in from the second room of the hut. He was also clad in nothing but the white fabric. He looked weakened but the smile on his face was a true sunshine.

"Go back to your bed!", Sel'Mac said immediately and the representative added far more harshly, almost angrily: "You are still under arrest till we have not cleared what you have done to our leader!"

Before anyone could actually do anything, Ta'Hira had already jumped off her bed already and ignoring her pains and even leaving the fabric, she rushed to Georgie and took him into a firm embrace. "You.. you are okey..", she whispered, ignoring the astounded sounds of the people who were currently seeing her completely bare butt. Especially for the foreigners that was doubtlessly something they had not seen before.

Eventually they all became silent though and even the elderly but usually talk-active Sel'Mac just smiled at the sight of the two hugging beings who had been so close to death.

The dolphin boy nodded but his smile had dropped by now and tears ran down his cheeks. "I.. I am so sorry you went through so much danger.. be.. because of me..."

He muttered, visibly fighting a painful sting in his chest as well. All the waterbreathing definitely didn't pass without harm.

Ta'Hira just brought her paws to his muzzle though and a second wave of "Wow"s and "aww"s filled the room when she pressed a deep kiss onto his snout.

This took several seconds until Ta'Hira who had realized how much she was showing off now, just turned her head to the people and spoke: "Would you all leave us alone please. I will come later to speak."

The tribe members understood this order and also took the crew members out while the 'Hira had already disappeared in the second room with Georgie.

"Don't say such a thing. I went down there to rescue you and that's what I did.", she said with an extra soft voice. Partially to soothe him and partially to spare her sensitive lungs. "Not to mention.. that you helped us escape in the end too! I .. uh.. would not have lasted for so long if you wouldn't have.. You know.", she adds in a whisper and points at her crotch with a mild smirk.

Then her eyes suddenly wined a bit. "That.. probably explains why I feel a bit full down here!", she chuckled and now that she knew that none else was watching, she blushed deeply while she sat onto the edge of Georgie's bed.

The dolphin took a deep, although twitchy sigh through his blowhole but blushed visibly again. "I.. can always add some more, you know!". Saying this, he even dared to grin a little but that just made Ta'Hira smirk.

"You may.. and you should!" She chuckled loudly and just leaned against him to make him lay back onto his bed - with her ontop...

And so the island of the African otters got their first dolphin member~