Swallowing Salt Water
#10 of Random Transformation
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
The cold beach water splashed up against the rocks as Derek stood alone. He was alone and half naked on the beach after skipping school. That and no one would be on the beach with the gray sky above, storm clouds stirring. Inhaling a light breath he dived in, feeling his jaw length reddish brown hair swirl about his head. The salt water stung a little at his blue eyes but he had grown use to it after swimming in the ocean for some many years.
Although, as he dived down towards the sand bar that divided the beach from the rest of the ocean, he suddenly found himself losing control of the direction he was swimming. Picked up in a current, Derek felt a rush and he was tossed around like a rag doll. Desperately he tried to grab onto something so he could regain control. Finally, he managed to grab hold of an underwater boulder, but then he felt a rush of water and it sucked the air right out of his lungs. His intake of air was suddenly shut off and he was forced to swallow salty ocean water. He coughed hard as he was dashed about the underwater barge, feeling his underwear pried from his body. Smashed into the sandy ocean barge, half his body was covered in sand, and he felt darkness over taking him.
The next time he opened his eyes, Derek expected to be dead. Instead, he was still at the bottom of the water, but he was breathing! Looking around, casually as if he were a fish, he felt around his body, feeling a few scrapes here and a few bruises there. Then there was something new. There were two engravings at the base of his neck, just above either of his shoulders. He could feel the flesh opening and closing...like fish gills. Before Derek could assess what was happening to him, another current swept him up, rushing him towards the beach. He felt the sharp stinging in his face as he was dragged along sand before he was forced to a sudden stop.
Struggling to dig himself out of wet sand, Derek coughed, spitting out the bitter taste of salt. He thought his skin was burning because he had so many scrapes along his body, but as he moved aside what was left of his white shirt, the feeling of his skin told him otherwise. Moving the wet material aside, Derek could barely see it as the sun was setting, but it was there! There were no longer pores on his flat stomach because his human flesh was being overtaken by some kind of smooth gray skin. Like some kind of infection, he watched it slowly creep up his neck but then he noticed it was covering his hands. Feeling a twitching in his face, he watched with a shifting eye as his fingertips disappeared and his fingernails turned into fine pointed claws. As webbing appeared between his fingertips, Derek's blue eyes slowly disappeared as they fully dilated and turned a colorless black.
Derek looked around for help before he cried out in pain, his face cracking as his lips thinned and his jaw slowly became more pointed. Collapsing on the ground, he panted as the pain traveled from his head to his back, a piece of his spine pressing outward as his calves ached as it felt like his bones were poking out of his skin. Looking over his shoulder, he watched with his dark eyes as a large fin grew out of his back, two smaller ones to match coming out of the muscles of his legs. Falling to his chest and drained of energy, Derek looked down and wiggled his toes, noticing they had become webbed and gray like his hands.
When the rubbery flesh took over the rest of his human skin and he regained his energy, Derek stood up and rubbed his hands over his new body. He thought it was all over with but then there was a cramping in his crotch. Bending over and grabbing his crotch, he whimpered as he watched his crotch swallow most of his eight inch prick before his mushroom head and its foreskin melted away, forming into a pointed purple shaft with a hook like head at the top. A sharp pain in his ass racked Derek's body as two gray points pushed their ways out of his spine, flapping rapidly as the rest of a thick tail wiggled its way out of his butt. In about fifteen minute's time, he had a large tail smacking against the wet sands.
The shark-guy balanced the good and bad of possibly going to a hospital as he walked across the dark beach. Luckily no one would be there that time of the season to see the amazing fish boy. Every now and then he stopped to fiddle with the new slit between his legs, almost amazed by the fact his testicles were now hidden inside his body. From what he could tell by touching himself, he pretty much looked the same in the face, just his nose and jaw was a little more pointed. Half way down the beach, he came to a stop when he felt a pinching pain in his mouth. Reaching up to one of his teeth, he noticed he had rows of razor sharp teeth, one behind the other. The tooth he touched started to wiggle and it easily slid out. Raising it close to his face, "Shit!" Touching the empty socket, he found out that there was already the tip of another tooth there, ready to replace the one he just pulled out. All of a sudden he thought to himself that he might make a bundle selling genuine shark teeth...
End.