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Mahiri had seen that kind of sign before. All the sharks she knew delighted in decorating with them. So as a result, she was far less inclined to pay it any serious attention, even when she saw it planted in the sand just before it gave way to the great sprawling waves of the tranquil ocean. Someone probably put it there as a joke. There was a big bite mark where someone had apparently gnawed on it, which only made her theory seem more likely. She wasn't in the water anyway, busy basking in the heat like a spotty lizard, welcoming the arrival of summer after a long and cold winter by baring as many of her spots as she could to the still-gleaming evening sun. Getting out to the beach meant that it was a whole lot quieter, with only the occasional jogger going by interrupting her summery serenity. Her outfit was a skimpy one, the slim, black bikini exposing plenty of her plush body, and she honestly didn't care one bit that she was looking just a little soft around the middle for the beach. No one was really watching anyway, and most of all, her sole objective was relaxing, as it should have been for a cat like her.

It wasn't until she saw them waving that she paid any mind to the water. She had no intention of swimming, especially not after giving her crimson locks some recent treatment. But there was a group out there that simply demanded her attention. She was no eagle, but her vision was sharper than most, and she soon tilted her shades down to ensure she was really seeing what she thought she was. There were three of them, far off in the distance, the glare of the sun on the water making it hard to pick out all the details, reflecting off their shiny hides. Those fine lady sharks were way out in the water, flashing some intimidatingly toothy grins at her, floating up and down with the waves as naturally as breathing. Most people were told never to swim out that far, lest the undertow catch hold of them, but of course, aquatics like them didn't have to worry about that sort of thing. The way they were staring at her, she couldn't help but think they wanted her to paddling out to join them, though that would have been a foolish thing for someone distinctly not capable of breathing underwater.

She saw one of them wave to her, and she waved back. As soon as she did, they were gone, as if the ocean had swallowed them up. They were surely okay, though she didn't see them for a while. She was about ready to go back to her lazing before they reemerged just a short ways from the shore, standing up to their full, impressive heights, submerged to their thighs in the salty water. The first thing she saw was their grins. All three of them had the most remarkable sets of teeth she'd ever seen. That was to be expected for a trio of sharks, but she still couldn't help but stare, admiring over every single pointed tip, and the way they so elegantly interlocked. Only after that did she actually take the time to scan over the rest of their bodies. From their intense, flirty eyes, to their absolutely glorious busts, barely kept decent by outfits even more revealing than her own, she immediately knew she liked what she saw. And from the gazes they were giving her, they did too.

Mahiri wished she could be more decent, but there simply was no avoiding staring at such a gloriously plump set of six buoyant breasts. The leopardess was a busty one herself, but she could only compare to the leanest of them, and even then, that shark had her beat. The three of them came in all shapes and sizes, from the slim and shapely one on the left and her pretty purple-and-blue skin, to the towering, imposingly powerful one in the middle, to the thick and ample one on the right. They were all absolutely enticing, and the longer she looked, the more she felt her body reacting. There was no chance of modesty. They must have known exactly what an effect they were having on her, too. As she found herself growing wet, just looking over those glistening bodies, and their incredible curves, their grins only grew wider, somehow. All it took was a few deep squeezes into their own breasts, collectively showing off, and she was rumbling for them, loudly enough that they might have even been able to hear her.

What began as a little teasing was soon even more arousing, and elaborate too. They were squishing and squeezing deep into those fine sharktits, rolling them over their palms, digging their fingers in deep. The purple one even pulled them high enough to bite them, and once one of them was gnawing, the rest couldn't resist. Their tough skin must have lessened the blow, because none of them seemed to mind, even once they were going back and forth, chewing and chomping on each other's breasts, working themselves into a horny frenzy that soon had them dipping digits into each other's bikini bottoms. The gentle breeze carried the sound of their voices to her perked ears - heated, huffing, blending together in a cacophony of moans as they played with one another, getting each other wet, rubbing their bodies against one another. Mahiri was trembling with the rising need just to watch them, thinking about what it would be like to run her fingers along that rough sharkskin - or even better, to use her tongue.

She was already fighting down the urge to mimic them, and start playing with herself at the sight of such a salacious shark show. Biting her lip helped a little, but she could hardly sit still, purring enough her beach chair was vibrating. They were shameless. Absolutely indulgent. They didn't care one bit about how public they were - not that there were many other people around. The heavier one slipped a finger into the purple one's top, and loosened the strap, letting it fall loose. Mahiri got a glimpse at a bare tit, and then she got a whole lot more than that. The big middle shark followed suit soon after, not just flashing, but pulling her one-piece right down, fully exposing her breasts to the leopardess. They were just as taut and perky without a top, and they were perfect for squeezing tight, the muscular shark arching her back and giving a noisy moan, practically a bellow as she played with them.

All three of them were topless soon, turning to squish their chests together, making a nice circle of spectacular tits. Mahiri could only rumble to imagine what it'd be like to be between them all. She was so close to just throwing herself in the water, no matter how foolish it might have seemed to meet those three total strangers right there in their place of mastery, their domain. God, she was so wet, so hot. The sun felt unbearable, and the call of the cool water was undeniable. She practically felt like she was in heat, and she was only getting hotter then they continued their little strip show. A little wiggling, swaying those thick shark tails around, and plenty of grinding on each other later, and they were completely naked. They glistened in the water, dripping wet from top to bottom. When the tallest shark curled a single finger and beckoned to her, wearing that intensely sexy grin, staring as if right into her soul, Mahiri finally broke.

She hardly knew what she was doing anymore. Her body was operating on pure need, making her leap up to her feet and go marching straight out to the water, no matter how cool it might have been with the approaching evening. She was far too hot to worry about a little cold. Splashing her way forward, she was swishing her tail wildly, rumbling in her chest, keeping her eyes fixated on those deliciously enticing sharks who had drawn her into the water with their siren song of a stripshow. Following their call of course meant walking right by that warning sign she'd seen earlier, but she didn't pay it a moment of attention. They were right there, within her grasp, and all she needed to do was take a few more steps and she could get a good feel for their bare skin against her wet, fluffy body. Or at least, she would have, if they didn't simultaneously disappear before she could reach them.

The splash was the only indication of where they went. All at once, they sank down and were gone. She took a few more steps, wading in to almost waist deep, giving a little yelp when the cold water touched her aching pussy. She raised her arms, shut her eyes a moment, and showed her teeth in a quiet yowl as the silence overwhelmed her. All she could hear was the sound of lapping waves, and she was left wondering if she'd been tricked. Maybe it was all just a prank to leave her standing there, alone and horny in the ocean. That was when she saw the fins, cutting through the water like a trio of deadly blades, coming from different directions. She was surrounded, as if by a pack of wolves. Though that might have been a safer situation.

There was no retreating. She just stood there, maybe looking a bit dumb as the sharks closed in on her. Then all was a blur, as her world got turned upside down, and she went beneath the surface, feeling them groping and grabbing her from every angle. Her bathing suit didn't last long. She couldn't see much, but she felt teeth scraping against her skin, coming perilously close to piercing her as one of the three tore her top right off, snapping the strap and leaving her breasts to wobble beneath the waves as they stripped her bottoms off to match. She had only been under for a few seconds, but when they brought her back to the surface, she was left sputtering and coughing up salty water, feeling as if she'd been drowning. At least they were kind enough to give her a moment to recover, moving into position, surrounding her with an enveloping circle of naked sharks, pressed in tight, tit to tit. They were even bigger than they'd looked from afar.

The muscle-shark in particular was towering over her, leaving her at perfect boob-hatting height, squishing those fine mounds right atop Mahiri's head while she spoke.

"Looks like we've reeled in another one, girls. I think we're going to have some fun. What's your name, sweetie?"

It was hardly a term of endearment, and sounded more like a tease. Compared to those dangerous, badass sharks, Mahiri really was a 'sweetie', a soft little thing, a land mammal out of her element. Nonetheless, she managed to answer, speaking in a smaller voice than usual.

"Mahiri."

"Mahiriiiii." The purple one rolled the word over her tongue to see how she liked it, then leaned in to nibble the cat on the ear with those frightful teeth. "I like it. I'm Calypso. Or Caly. Whatever."

She pointed to the others, first the thick shark, then the tower of muscle and sex.

"That's Xanthe, annnnnd that's Nerissa. Anything else you need to know?"

"I think ... that about covers it." Mahiri gave a smile, though it hardly compared to the enormous grins she got in return.

"Don't worry too much, honey." Xanthe made the cat jump with a smack on the butt, and a pretty firm one at that. "We'll go soft on your cute tush."

"Just tell me what ..."

She didn't get a chance to finish. There was no speaking when they were upon her. She could hardly tell their hands apart, moving so quickly like that. It was probably Xanthe playing with her ass like that, squeezing deep into those cheeks, pulling on her tail. She felt that sensitive appendage slipping between the plump shark's jaws, and even a few nibbles was another to bring the mewls from the leopard's lips. The chomps were only starting, especially with Calypso diving in and getting even bitier, latching onto Mahiri's left tit and just taking a great big NOM of it. That hurt, but, in a good way. Those teeth were so sharp that even piercing her skin slightly, Mahiri just jolted and writhed in strangely arousing pleasure, shaking in the grasp of the sharks, at least until Nerissa got a hold of her. The grip on her shoulders was so taut, so powerful, that she felt her whole body seize up at once, as if the mighty shark were manipulating her muscles directly.

She felt a wet thigh between her own, Nerissa's powerful leg rubbing against her sex, stimulating her with that rough sharkskin texture. Throwing her head back just meant she was resting against Xanthe's bosom, using those humongous boobs for a pillow while she wiggled just slightly, rolling her hips lustily. She had hardly even decided to do such a thing, just slipping into it automatically once she felt the other shark's body against her, humping a little, grinding, getting herself deliciously slick and hot as she pressed close to all three of them at once. They had her encircled in something like a group hug, keeping her in the middle, subject to their teeth, their squishing chests, their tongues lapping and lashing over her fur, tasting her every spot. Calypso was chewing up and down her body, gnawing but taking at least some care to keep her from bleeding more than slightly, the taste of leopardess on her tongue enough to bring her to a shouty moan.

"Nnnngh, I just want to eat this kitty. Neri! Hold her still, will ya?"

"Better save some for me," Nerissa grunted.

Mahiri's heart did a leap, finding herself getting grappled and spun around all of a sudden. Nerissa worked her like a wrestler, slipping those thick arms beneath the leopard's own, planting her hands on Mahiri's shoulders to lock her into a full nelson that left her totally vulnerable. The cat's eyes were wide, watching as Calypso closed in, excessively licking her chops, giving Mahiri a seductive glare that radiated hunger. She'd already felt what those teeth could do. That was enough of a sample. But she couldn't do much more than thrash a bit when the mako shark grabbed her by the thighs and hefted her up, leaving her dangling in Nerissa's grip, kicking her legs as Calypso pried them apart. A bit of resistance just came naturally when she was that nervous, and she kicked all the more when she watched that devious shark up wide, bearing all those teeth at once, and come clamping down right between her thighs. She feared the worst, but those jagged points stopped just short if impaling her, digging into her skin but without doing her any serious harm. Though she certainly felt it.

Calypso had latched on with her jaws firmly wrapped around the kitty's pussy. Her upper teeth were on Mahiri's groin, just above her clit, and her lower set were locked onto the leopard's rear. Holding on tight, she used that position to just huff her breath over those twitching folds a little, letting the cute cat tremble with anticipation. Fear turned to need, and she started to whimper, to mewl and complain in her most feline of voices for every moment of hesitation, wriggling in those inescapable grasps. Calypso wasn't as visibly muscular as Nerissa, but she was still plenty strong, restraining the leopardess with ease as she finally pushed her tongue up against her pussy, wiggling and tasting, dancing along the glossy surface as she took in every single drop of Mahiri's flavour, chuckling at the sound of her shrieks and yowls.

"How's she taste, Caly?" came Xanthe's voice, the big shark standing by for the moment but still sure to lean in close to all the action.

Calypso's mouth was busy, but she managed to moan a response. "Mmmmmmm ... "

The enthusiasm made Mahiri blush. She could hear the lust in the shark's voice, the sheer pleasure at tasting her. Calypso didn't hesitate any longer. She speared her tongue straight inside the leopardess all at once, with hardly any warning. Mahiri was left to throw her head back against the pillow of Nerissa's breasts, erupting with a feline scream that rocked across the beach, and echoed out over the ocean. She couldn't control her voice, nor her body, writhing madly as the shark richly tonguefucked her, plunging back and forth, accelerating to a frightful speed in a matter of moments. Dangling like that, she was fully exposed, letting Calypso delve as deeply as she wanted, getting another mouthful of flavour every time she pulled back. Soon she was curling her tongue, scooping and teasing all those tender g-spots inside the cat, as if she knew exactly where Mahiri was sensitive. The leopardess was trembling, her eyes closed tight, letting herself get lost in the sensation of getting eaten out by a toothy shark - and the jabbing discomfort, even pain of those triangular points digging into her skin only made the pleasure all the better, the tingling building until she was clamping, constricting, squeezing all around the tongue inside her as if she was refusing to let it go.

Calypso took it all in stride, working with determined focus, plunging deep into that cat and tasting every single detail she could get her tongue upon. Mahiri was twisting herself this way and that, testing even Nerissa's ability to hold onto the wriggly kitty while she lost herself in the orgasmic throes that overtook her. Her hips were bumping up and down, hardly caring if that meant pricking herself on those teeth. Calypso slowly pulled herself back, withdrawing her tongue for just a moment before giving Mahiri the finishing blow in the form of a slathering slurp that slipped sloppily over her folds, putting all the pressure right on her sensitive little nub of a clit. That was the perfect critical hit to send the cat into an arching, huffing, whining climax that had her doing her best to roar. It was the only sound that could have possibly communicated how she felt, but it came out choked and weakened by her blazing pleasure. A kick of her legs, a wild jab of her hips, and she was cumming for Calypso, flexing, pumping, tightening up and letting that hot bliss soak through her veins, tensing every single muscle in her body until she finally slumped down with a dreamy sigh, totally limp all over, flopping about in Nerissa's unbreakable grasp.

"I think she liked it," Calypso joked, making a show of licking her chops. "I wanna just keep eating ... but I guess it's someone else's turn. If I really have to share."

"It'd be much appreciated," Xanthe said, reaching over to cup her hand under the cat's chin and tilted her head up towards her own. "Well hello there, kitty. I'll give you a moment to rest, and then I've got something special for you."

Mahiri hardly had to guess what that might be, watching the heavyset reef shark playing with that fine set of breasts, jiggling them about and showing off just how deeply she could squeeze them. Being the most endowed of them all was no easy feat, when she had such ample bosoms to compete with. Mahiri caught her breath, steadied her rumbles into a gentle purr, and then let Xanthe take her gently out of Nerissa's arms. The leopard could stand on her own, though it wasn't easy. Her legs were shaking beneath her, stirring up little ripples in the ocean as the big shark wrapped her up in a broad embrace. Of course, being taller than Mahiri, that meant the leopard's head was soon squished up tight between those delightfully soft tits, feeling Xanthe squeezing them in around her from every side, leaving her entirely enveloped in sharky cleavage. The cat couldn't do much more than rumble happily as she stood there, immersed and buried, feeling that rough skin rubbing over her cheeks.

She thought of nothing more than enjoying the experience of getting those fine shark tits rubbed all over her head. Xanthe was an expert at manipulating those massive mounds, massaging the rumbling kitty with them, enjoying the feeling of those purrs on her skin, squishing her without ever getting too rough. She was soon bobbing them up and down, giving Mahiri a titjob of sorts, bapping those boobs down on her shoulders while the kitty wriggled in between. She was almost hidden in there, utterly immersed in cleavage, enjoying the scritchy sensation of coarse, wet sharkskin gliding up and down her body. Only after riding that out a while, letting her body recover from that previous orgasm, did it occur to her that she could rub right back, nuzzling into a tit and reaching up to start squeezing and massaging for her own. She might not have been as strong as any of the sharks, but she did have those talented fingers, and the hum of approval that came from Xanthe told her she noticed.

"Oooh ... what a gifted little kitty, mmm. She knows all about rubbing, doesn't she?"

Unlike the other sharks, Xanthe had a soothing tone, making Mahiri's cheeks hot with pride just to hear her praise. That was enough to compel her to keep rubbing, showing off her masseuse skills as she dug in deep. It was enough to make Xanthe moan outright, rocking her body with the cat's expert touches, applying pressure in all the right places. Of course, when she was giving a massage, she didn't usually include her tongue, but she couldn't resist admiring those fine breasts with some strokes and slurps, gentle at first, just to be sure Xanthe approved. The sharks' voice was only getting louder, vocally expressing her pleasure with every slurp and squeeze, ensuring Mahiri felt it was alright to keep going. Most people couldn't handle the full force of a rough feline tongue on their bare skin, but Xanthe's scritched right back as she worked, thoroughly basting every single inch of one breast with her tongue, which was no easy feat.

"Oh, honey, you're spoiling me. That tongue of yours, mmmm ... just what a shark needs. Let's see how you work those lips while you're at it."

Her touch was somehow firm yet gentle all at the same time, offering guidance rather than force as she directed the cat's mouth to one of those perked nips. Mahiri didn't even think about it, following instinct and latching on tight. She liked that firm teat, nibbled it, even got her back for all the biting with a good chomp. That didn't seem to phase Xanthe. She simply ran her fingers through Mahiri's hair, murmuring and humming in pleasure as the cat finally got to sucking. Mahiri couldn't think of a better way to express just how much she loved those massive playthings than to nurse it for a while between her lips, pressing in and opening up wide to take even more of it in her mouth at once. Now and then she slipped off that nip to suck or gnaw along the sides, or towards the shark's cleavage, but she always made her way back to that dark, hard teat, working it like it sustained her, her eyes closed as she let the sensations of shark tit on her lips and tongue be all she thought about for a while.

That attention was good enough that Xanthe let her moans spill over, rising into a rapid, huffing gasp, and then climaxing in a sharp shout that startled the cat. It sounded like she'd made her orgasm just from sucking on her tits a while, and rather than question it, she immediately transitioned to some fond aftercare, slowly licking along the places she'd just sucked so enthusiastically, distributing her purrs to every inch of that hefty bosom while Xanthe rubbed her on the scalp. She gave the cat a few little pets on the head when she caught her breath, sighing and nodding, swishing her thick tail through the water a few times.

"Atta girl. Ooh, but if I could just keep you all to myself!" She tousled Mahiri's locks, leaving them all askew. "But. If I know my friends right, it's looking like Nerissa wants her turn, and it's only fair ..."

Just hearing that name made Mahiri's spine go a little tingly. She was suddenly aware of the great white's gaze bearing down on her, where the behemoth of a woman stood just behind her, probably still wearing that same grin as ever. Mahiri felt dread washing over her like a tidal wave for a moment, but as soon as Nerissa's firm grip was on her shoulders, she settled down, oddly enough. There was such confidence in that hold that Mahiri knew she could just relax, and let the powerful shark take exactly what she wanted from her. Anything she wanted. Spinning around in the sand beneath the water, she turned to look up at the wall of shark before her, feeling those fingers digging into her shoulders hard enough to make them pop. It didn't hurt - it was more of a pleasant chiropractic treatment, but it still served as a firm reminder that the beast of an aquatic could do absolutely anything she wanted with her.

"Don't look so nervous, kitty. Trust me. We are going to have some fun."

Mahiri eeped as she felt those hands shift down and grab her by the rump, squeezing deep and pulling her in. She thunked against Nerissa's solid abs, felt those breasts squishing atop her head, and simply waited for directions. She was soon off her feet, giving a mrawl at the feeling of those digits digging into her spotted cheeks, lifting her up placing her where she wanted her. That meant getting trapped between her strong thighs, laid out like a surfboard on top of the rolling waves, the salty water splashing over the leopardess' bare body. It didn't feel cold anymore. She was warm all over, still rumbling despite the rough treatment, letting her hair splay out over the ocean like she were some sort of sea goddess or a mermaid. The other two kept her stretched out and afloat, taking her by the arms, letting Nerissa loom over her like a silver cloud, her deadly smile glinting.

Such a position, clenched tight between those iron thighs, eventually got them lined up, pussy to pussy, their labia kissing against one another, exchanging the warmth of their arousal. Nerissa gripped those feline hips and started sliding, back and forth, rubbing and grinding. She was surprisingly slow at first, taking her time getting a smooth schlick going between the two of them, but the power in those thrusts shook Mahiri's whole body. She would have been driven straight down to the bottom of the ocean by such force if it wasn't for those other sharks holding her steady and keeping her head above the surface. All she could do was stretch herself out and let that great white shark fuck her, rubbing cunt against cunt, letting the friction tingle straight up her spine and spark through her scalp. She was yowling before long, Nerissa's hips making waves as she rubbed her sex against the feline's own, catching her clit with those smooth lips, slicking and sucking and kissing with every stroke and smoosh.

"Mmmm ... you feel good, cat. Whatever your name was."

Mahiri tried to answer, but the word caught in her throat every time, leaving her just moaning out with each attempt.

"Mmmm ... Mmmah ... Mmmmahi ... Unnnn ... "

"Look at those cute little faces you make when you get nice and shark-fucked. Such a soft pussy too."

A little teasing only made Mahiri warmer, her body getting ravaged by the shark humping and tribbing her, keeping her locked between her thighs firmly enough to put some alarming pressure on her hips. A little harder and Nerissa probably could have crushed her bones, but she stopped short of that at least. The kitty's feet were kicking through the water, splashing and flailing as she got rutted like that. It felt every bit as good as being taken by a male, with that driving, smearing, grinding force sliding up and down her sensitive sex. Sometimes it was less of a rub and more of a smack, thrusting forward and wetly making impact with those tender pussy lips, rutting out all manner or sloppy schlicks in the process of scissoring the kitty to climax. She yowled, she mewled, oscillating wildly between cute little kitty noises and big impressive growls before she was simply gasping, trembling from toes to tail as orgasm left her legs twitching, her thighs flexing, and her pussy warmly convulsing and contracting as the frictional pleasure sent her over, screaming her way to another peak that ravaged her rumbly body. Even with Calypso and Xanthe's combined strength, they could barely hold her still all throughout those orgasmic throes.

She couldn't tell if Nerissa got off on it too. Her demeanour didn't break at all. That imposing titan gave a few puffed grunts at least, and that was that. Mahiri meanwhile was absolutely demolished, left floating there, groaning and dazed, her eyes all out of focus as she looked up at the shark towering above her. Only the clack of Nerissa's teeth actually snapped her out of it, that imposing snap startling her enough to make her open her narrowed eyes and give her head a shake. The great white reached down and stroked a finger along Mahiri's cheek, then down her neck, feeling her pulse. Something about that felt so very intimate, almost intrusive, despite them having just clit-stroked each other to orgasm. Then she just groped a breast with a good squeeze, and let Mahiri get back on her feet, wobbling and teetering, even with the help of the sharks behind her, supporting her. She was woozy with satisfaction, all her lusts taken care of, content to just cuddle and purr with those lovely sea creatures after achieving such relief. But, judging by the way they were closing in on her again, they weren't done.

"I wonder," Nerissa began, tapping the leopard on the nose with a gentleness that seemed unnerving, coming from her. "For a cat, you don't seem to mind the water. How long can you hold your breath?"

"Um ..."

That was all Mahiri managed to get out before she felt Nerissa's muscles flexing, clamping on her shoulders and shoving her straight down beneath the surface with a splash she hardly heard. All she could do was shut her eyes and hold on tight, listening to the muffled words coming from above her. She couldn't make any of them out. Nerissa shoved her all the way down to the wet sand, following her down and getting the feline's face snug between her thighs. Soon, her weight alone was enough to pin the leopard, sitting snugly on her muzzle, letting her sex slather over lips her as she sat down hard. Only the water kept her from crushing the cat right there, instead settling for a deep, overwhelming smother. An urgent thrust of her hips and Mahiri got the idea, ignoring the rising strain in her chest and instead slipping her tongue free to start servicing the great white beneath the waves, letting the salty water mix in with the natural flavour of Nerissa's arousal.

She might have been more subtle if she wasn't on such a strict timer. The seconds were counting down as she stuffed her tongue right inside Nerissa, scooping, slurping, and pumping back and forth to pleasure her as fast as she could. She was already feeling dizzy, the sensations blurring and yet more intense all at once. It felt amazing to run her tingly tongue along that rough shark skin, and where so many squirmed when she used the full strength of her sandpapery slurper on their insides, Nerissa endured like a tank, soaking in all the pleasure that came with having a rough and scratchy cat tongue working her inside and out. She clenched up tight, contracting as if reaching orgasm, faster and faster while Mahiri listening to her own heart echoing in her ears as she came ever closer to fainting from the lack of air. But at least that meant that rubbing her tongue over those hot folds felt even better, keeping her vigorously face-fucking that shark cunt, plunging hard, even shoving her muzzle partly inside with the force of her eager eating out, for as long as her dwindling stamina could last.

Finally, Nerissa arched her back, slapped her tail atop the surface of the bright blue water, splashing herself as she unleashed a squall of pleasure. Humping, grinding, shoving Mahiri down into the dirt, she buried the leopardess in the sand while she rode her face, using that tongue for a toy and that muzzle for a seat as she rutted herself to orgasm. That peak kept her captive for a moment, leaving her tossing her head back, gnashing her teeth, harshly squeezing at her own breasts just to make it last that much longer. Only when she had milked out every last drop of ecstasy from the leopardess did she finally rescue that barely-conscious cat from the depths. She wrenched Mahiri up in her grip and let her cough and sputter a while, wheezing her way to recovery while cradled against the huffing shark's bust. Somehow she was rumbling again in moments, as if absorbing the satisfaction she had granted to that towering great white, content just to know she'd given her such a good orgasm with no more than her tongue. Even if it had meant almost drowning in the process.

They gave her a minute to catch her breath, but no more. When she was breathing mostly steady again, they closed in. She felt Calypso's breath on the back of her neck, and then she felt her teeth, catching her by the scruff and nibbling. It wasn't harsh, but even the slightest bite to that sensitive skin was enough to pacify the wildest of leopardess - which Mahiri was far from embodying. Xanthe's fingers ran up and down the feline's sides, taking in the shape of her hips, and cupping beneath her breasts, letting Mahiri feel like she was the most gorgeous thing in the world, just to feel the care the shark was using to admire her. Nerissa's attention wasn't nearly so gentle, reaching down and just grabbing Mahiri by the rump again, making her yelp as she felt that strength clamping down on her soft, malleable booty. The great white spoke as if in a mild trance.

"Mmm ... soft, pretty, and sweet ..." She trailed off, only to snap out of it with a shake of her head, speaking much more firmly. "Sorry girls. I need this one. You know me. Something about all these spotty girls is just ... yum. You two can fight over the next one. Promise."

"Aww, shucks," Calypso fussed, though her playful demeanour never faded. "And I got such a good taste, too. No takebacks, then! Next girl's ours, no matter what!"

"If you're certain, then I think you deserve it," Xanthe assured Nerissa. "I might have suggested sharing her three ways - but maybe such a lovely thing should stay in one piece. For now, of course."

She gave a light chuckle, and left Mahiri to wonder what they could possibly be talking about. Swivelling her head from shark to shark, she tried to get a good read on what they were implying. The looks in their eyes were about the same as ever. Hungry, lusty, intense, inviting, but she couldn't help but see them differently in those moments. It was only right then suddenly apparent to her that she'd, without thinking, waded out into the water with three intimidating sharks, each of them bigger than her. Of course she'd met plenty of harmless examples of their species before, but this was different. They'd lured her out there, and even after pleasuring her to numbness, they still wanted something more from her. She was fighting off the dawning realization with all her internal might, refusing to believe it. They couldn't. They wouldn't.

Nerissa leaned in close to Mahiri's face, gnashing her teeth a few times, letting her catch the warmth of her slightly salty breath, and then she was picking that cat right up. Mahiri couldn't even feel the water around her ankles anymore, hefted up and clutched in place with ease. She felt weightless, helpless, wrapped up in the big shark's arms, being manipulated by the sheer power of a great white. The other two gathered near, walking their fingers along her spine, or nibbling on her shoulder. Those gnawings were getting just a little past the threshold of unpleasant by then. Calypso was biting harder, making her feel those teeth really digging in, and yet even for that pain, Mahiri's focus was still entirely on Nerissa's gleaming grin.

"You know, you're lucky really. When we saw you, we were talking about just dragging you under, each getting our piece, turning the water red ..." the great white began, then paused to lick along the tips of her teeth. "Instead, you get to be allll mine. Something about cats like you just makes me feel greedy."

The leopard's eyes went wide, and she squirmed a little, but she couldn't channel her fight or flight instinct. She remained frozen, unable to defend herself, dumbly watching as Nerissa opened up wide, and then wider, gaping her deadly jaws before the leopard's eyes, lashing her tongue out under her chin to taste her exposed throat while she let that sight linger. Mahiri could see right to the back of Nerissa's throat, watching the shark swallow the saliva that was welling up on the back of her tongue. She dwelt in that heated huffing, her muscles starting to tense, but not managing anything that could have been called a proper squirm. It wasn't until she found herself trapped between those teeth that reality truly stuck her. She was one bite away from losing her head, and yet somehow it was worse that Nerissa kept her chomping instincts under control, instead sliding the delectable leopardess along her tongue, pushing her head first towards the back of her waiting throat. The shark was eating her, whole and alive, tracing her fur along the points of those many teeth, feeding her towards the hungry embrace of her gullet. That fleshy tunnel gripped her, and then Mahiri heard the first gulp.

The other sharks weren't quite so restrained with their biting. They pierced flesh for the first time, not just nibbling but taking great bit chomps of Mahiri's supple body while Nerissa ate her whole. Or, mostly whole, once the others had taken a few bites. The taste of blood on Calypso's tongue set her to vibrating some, barely containing her excitement, licking at the wound she'd made on the leopard's poor side, right near her belly. If she lost control she could have torn the cat open right in that moment, but she respected Nerissa's wishes. Instead, she found a softer place to sink her teeth into, biting Mahiri right on the ass, chewing on that spotty rump while the great white kept swallowing. Every undulation resonated through Mahiri's skull, the wet sound of gobbling her down echoing in her ears. The walls closed in on her so firmly it felt like they were going to crush her skull, holding tight and refusing to let her prey go. All Mahiri could do was flinch and shake as she felt those teeth brushing over her skin, combing through her fur, finally halting when they smacked up against the top of her plush tits.

"Oh my, she looks like so much fun to eat," Xanthe mused, running her fingers up and down Mahiri's back. It might have been a soothing gesture in another circumstance, but it just came off as taunting her in those moments.

"Mmhmmmmm ..." came Nerissa's muffled response. Her demeanour finally shook just a little with that mutter - she was moaning. It felt so good to devour that delicious kitty, an experience she could just lose herself in, savouring every spot that slipped past her teeth and into her bulging gullet.

Squishing Mahiri's chest into her jaws was easy enough. Nerissa just had to start shoving, pushing that bitey mako away from the cat's rear so she could grip tightly. Those soft mounts glazed over the shark's teeth, then got flattened to her Mahiri's chest once the great white was fitting them into her throat, making for a fine bulge beneath in her throat. Nerissa's gills were stretched with the outline of the feline's shoulders plunging down into her depths. Once she was over the obstacle of her bust, she upped the pace plenty. Mahiri felt those teeth coming down on her again and again, gnawing, chewing just a little, but not ripping into her yet. She was simply kneading the flavourful feline into her body, rocking her hips back and forth, building momentum with her monumental swallows, pulling in more and more cat meat with every potent knead of her powerful throat. She skimmed over the kitty's belly, slipped down towards her lips, and when she got her teeth just above the leopard's tail she just had to give one good bite. There was no restraining those instincts when she had such a prime piece of meat between her teeth, not completely.

That harsh chomp meant those points penetrated Mahiri's skin as if through paper, so sharp she didn't even feel them pierce her at first. They dug down so deep that something went crunch, and she felt numbness spreading down her legs. A few flailing kicks bumped up against the other two, smacking them insignificantly before they grabbed hold and got those wild limbs under control. Then Nerissa bit again, and not as gently as before. Even snug inside the shark's gullet, Mahiri heard the sound. It was a horrific, brutal CRRRACK of bone as those shark fangs pulverized her spine, coming dangerously close to biting her in half on the spot. The sound rolled up through her body, echoing in her skull, leaving her violently twitching as her every nerve shot off at once. She bled on Nerissa's chin and tits, leaving a red stain upon that shiny skin while her legs flopped down, totally limp in Calypso and Xanthe's grasp. She couldn't feel them anymore. Everything from the waist up was still warm and tingling, but that nasty bite ensured she couldn't even struggle as Nerissa set to slurping her up and packing the last of her away, accelerating, chomping her way down that shapely ass, and those soft thighs, drawing a little more crimson with every ravenous rend of her gnashing jaws, stuffing the cat straight down her gullet between each bite.

Soon there were just a pair of twitching paws framed between her jagged jaws, paralyzed but for those involuntary motions. Nerissa gave a shove to the kitty's pads, and finished off her meal in one final, decisive gulp, the most powerful of them all. It was a full-body effort, as she threw her head back, clutched her middle, and curved her spine just to put as much force into that possessive ULLLP as possible. Just like that, and the cat was gone, slipping sweetly down that slippery slide and plunging to the bottom of the great white's stretched gut. Nerissa was big enough to swallow her whole, but the shark was still rounding out with the shape of her prey, packing Mahiri beneath those powerful muscles, getting a great big wobbling belly full of squirming leopard that wobbled up and down with every one of the cat's desperate shoves. She couldn't do any kicking, but she was sure to pound her fists against the walls around her, or shove against them when they squished on her. That chamber was already launching into hot, digestive contractions that only served to make the outline of a curvy cat more visible beneath Nerissa's skin, hugged tight to highlight her captive curves.

"Ahhhhhh!" came Nerissa's enormous sigh, coupled with her clutching around her catch, hefting Mahiri up and down, dropping her to let her jostle and slosh.

That chamber was already filling up with fluids, already loudly gurgling. There wasn't much time left for Mahiri to do something, to figure out some sort of escape plan, and she was still too stunned by getting swallowed whole to think straight. It wasn't going to be easy with her useless legs, either. The steady churning came to a bubbling peak that left Nerissa opening wide all over again to bellow out her roar of predatory triumph. So to speak.

"URRRRRRP! ... mmm ..."

She licked her teeth a few times, humming at the remnants of Mahiri's flavour while picking out some embedded fur. There was still plenty of crimson dribbling down her cleavage, but Calypso and Xanthe were soon right there to start slurping it off before it could drip into the water. They licked Nerissa's tits and rubbed at her belly, leaving Mahiri with as many as six hands pressing into her at once from multiple angles, kneading and groping her like before, but with several layers of organ and muscle in between her and them this time. She couldn't fight them off, nor even squirm all that much. Her numb legs were weighing her down, leaving her fumbling, slipping, unable to even get a good position in that crushing chamber. There wasn't much more she could do than get submerged in the juices filling up over her, sizzling and hissing over her fur and skin, rapidly rendering her down before she could even fully register what was happening to her. Churn by churn, she was getting processed, getting swiftly melted and converted, turned into food for a hungry shark, and she most definitely wasn't getting out alive.

Every harsh compression crushed inwards around her a little harder, testing how long her own integrity would last. How tough were leopard bones? Nerissa's belly still had an enticing leopard-shaped bulge pushing out beneath her tits, but each passing moment made that outline a little less obvious. Mahiri's curves were softening, smoothing over as the shark's gut flattened her into a squished up ball of cat. Calypso and Xanthe were kneading in deeper and deeper, working the shape of the kitty like soft dough in their fingers, gripping Nerissa's tum as they felt the steady rumbles and harsh glorps washing over that fine meal. Of course they were jealous. Both of them were thinking about how it would have felt to have at least some of that cat inside them, if not every last bite of her - but the next best thing was feeling the feline massaging her as she liquefied, rapidly digesting thanks to Nerissa's overactive appetite, getting processed and taken down deeper into the great white shark's body to be absorbed.

Not that Mahiri was entirely helpless in resisting the process of getting digested alive by a great white shark. Adrenaline was a potent force, coursing through her veins, allowing her to put up an impressive struggle for someone who'd already endured so much. She couldn't kick, but she made up for it by thumping and shoving to the best of her ability, stretching that sleek shark gut out with the outline of her fists or her palms. Nerissa's belly only responded in kind, crushing inwards, compressing so tightly around the leopard's form as to outline even the finest details of the digesting feline's form. Those slimy walls squished around her tits, hugged up firmly around her hips and rump, and even pressed over her face to highlight her distressed expression as the sound of churning drowned out her muffled cries. Nerissa's stomach was an incredibly vocal one, compressing hard, flopping and rolling the cat inside her with heavy glrrrrns and the occasional loud, impactful BLORP as the liquid bubbled up at the surface and popped. It surely wasn't pleasant getting doused in such powerful acid over and over, especially when she'd already been gnawed and wounded on the way in. Yet she kept on fighting, pounding and striking the walls of the chamber, as if she thought she might find freedom if only she protested enough. Gurgling in digestive juices that were sloughing off layers of her body, ruining her spots, burning through her skin, it was clear that even if Nerissa was stricken by a sudden bout of mercy, the damage was going to be permanent.

Soon Mahiri's body was giving out, in more ways than one. She was soft to begin with, malleable, flexible. She was not built to last inside a hungry shark's stomach. Nerissa flexed those muscles taut, crunching inwards around the leopard, crushing her with every squeeze, mashing her into a more easily digestible shape, aided by the constant eager attention of her two companions. A good squeeze, and there was another slorsh, another collapse of that once-solid feline's form as she was claimed by Nerissa's digestive system. She was hardly herself any longer, pressing out weakly against the churning walls, slapping her palms against them with what remained of her willpower. The great white's grin grew just slightly broader as she felt it, savouring in the sensations of prey's last struggles, knowing she was sapping all the strength right from Mahiri's muscles, silencing her fading struggles with her body's natural, accelerated functions. She was made for turning meat into muscle and fat, and it wasn't going to be much longer before the cat was part of her.

Immersed and submerged, melting and digesting, and simply getting crushed by the sheer overwhelming force of Nerissa's compressing belly, it wasn't clear what finished the feline first. Mahiri struggled vaguely, burbling beneath the acids, sizzling away as they ate right down to the bone, and soon after she was simply giving her last twitches. By then she was barely herself anymore, stripped and partly liquefied. All that pretty kitty, with her spots and curves and bright, vibrant colours was ruined in the name of feeding the shark. Nerissa's belly flattened over the lumps of cat that remained, the force of her churning stomach making short work of the solid pieces that remained. After that, it was all a matter of absorbing her, taking everything from her and turning it into more shark. Every gurgle transformed the leopardess into energy to fuel Nerissa, into bulk and heft to further pad out her muscles, and into plenty of added fat to layer some softness over her sculpted form. Most of it went to her tits. She could feel them growing denser in her grip, cupping them and squishing deep to appreciate the added cup size that came from the cat's contributions. Soon the others were following suit, running their hands smoothly up from Nerissa's lightly fattened middle to instead join her in admiring those extra-juicy breasts, made even more impressive than before by adding the leopardess directly to them.

"Nnnnf, I'm so jealous right now," Calypso fussed. "That cat could have been my tits."

Xanthe was busy smooshing her own against Nerissa's prey-fattened set, as if checking to make sure hers were still bigger.

"Truly impressive how quickly you dealt with her, Neri. It's a wonder to watch you at work."

Nerissa gave a chuckle.

"Work? I think that counts as play, for me. Especially when it feels that gooooood." She extended her word with an exaggerated moan, squeezing even deeper into her chest, squishing those plump mounds between her fingers. "I'm glad we kept her whole. That silky fur felt amazing inside me while she wriggled around. I'm horny again now ..."

"Oh yeah?" Calypso's eyes lit up with mischief, and she spared a quick glance to Xanthe.

For just a moment, huffing in delight over her recent meal, Nerissa's guard was down for long enough that the other two managed to overpower her. It was a welcome thing anyway. They pulled her down beneath the cool water with them, rubbing up against her, nibbling affectionately. Calypso of course was the bitier of the two, but Xanthe contributed plenty too. If they couldn't eat the leopard themselves, they were just going to have to content themselves on admiring the thickened body of the shark who had digested her. They squeezed, they stroked, fondling every detail to see how much heavier Mahiri had made her. When they felt the warmth between her thighs, they massaged and rubbed Nerissa's cunt until they were delving their fingers in deep, rubbing right against one another's in the process of bringing the triumphant predator to orgasm, deep beneath the waves. They dove deep, swaying their tails to propel them deeper as they travelled, making her cum as all that pent up lust came forth at once. Eating the cat turned her on, and digesting her even more so, leaving her into a thigh-clenching, teeth-clacking, convulsing climax deep beneath the dark ocean, where nobody else could see.

From there, they were content to drift a while, enjoying their time beneath the water, but the rumble of Calypso's belly told them they weren't staying there for long. There were always more lovely morsels waiting to be found above the surface, lounging in the sand and so easily attracted by one glimpse of those gorgeous, deadly aquatic predators. The three were going to be back on the hunt very soon, and if they kept devouring cuties like Mahiri, they were going to get so curvy that there wasn't going to be a single person who could resist their deadly siren call, beckoning them out to the water, away from the safety of the shore. Not that anyone was safe from them on land either, if they really got ravenous, but it was more satisfying to make them walk out there themselves, neglecting their own sense of self-preservation for nothing more than the chance to touch the sleek, shiny bodies of such perfect, predatory beauties.