New Found Fishery
NEW FOUND FISHERY
Disclaimer: The New Found verse belongs to Von Kriegger.
The Japanese whaling ship, the (insert Japanese name here) Kabish Walo, had been at sea for over two weeks already, with out spotting any whales that the main factory ship could process. Kiro Mashui, the captain of the Kujifu was sure that their luck would soon turn around. The four whale spotters were at their posts, looking for signs of whales. They had reported a smaller vessel, which had been following for the past two days, but this afternoon it had vanished, and the crew had been relived. There was always the chance that the boat belonged to one of those damned whale hugging groups, and with them no longer spotted, meant that they did not have to worry about fanatics trying to ruin their lucrative business. The fact that what appeared to be albatrosses, a common maritime good luck sign had been spotted this morning also made Kiro confident.
Sailor MIrugo Salabrito was swabbing the deck when the cry came from one of the forward lookouts.
"Whale spotted."
The harpooning crew rushed to their stations, getting the explosive harpoon ready for action as Kiro walked over with binoculars to confirm the sighting.
"Yeap. A nice large one. And there's more. Looks like me found a nice herd of them. This is our lucky day."
One of the aft lookouts, spotted what shapes in the water, then rubbed his eyes and looked again. This time, he spotted nothing, then shook his head. Seals would not be out here in the deep ocean, and the thought that any animal rights activists would carry seals on a boat was just plan ridiculous as well.
The Kujifu went into a frenzy, as orders were barked out, the ship preparing itself to deal death to the whale, as that their bodies could be butchered up, and rendered into various products to satisfy man's desires for products. As the harpooner's loaded the explosive tipped harpoon, the ship turned it's bow towards the whales, the whole ship focusing its attention on the whales, as the curious albatrosses, swooped down towards the whaling ship.
In the pilot house of the Kabish, Kiro was directing the navigator. This had to be done just right. It would not do to spook the whales, especially now that they had found them after this searching.
"Bring us towards them. Close the gap."
"Close the gap, yes Sir."
The ship closed the gap, steaming towards the pod of whales, which were still on the surface. The captain and the harpooners could not believe their luck, as the pod of whales were not showing signs of diving. This would make it so much easier to harpoon them. The master harpooner grinned, then focused, swinging the harpoon launcher towards the biggest whale, grinning through the crude sights of the harpoon launcher. Soon, soon, his thumb was in position over the launching button.
WHAM!!!!
Several things occurred at once. The boat was rocked suddenly as something butted into it from below and fore, raising the front of the ship. The master harpoonist cursed as the movement caused him to fire the harpoon, the explosive tipped spear of death flying into the air and landing harmlessly short of the whales who suddenly dived down, vanishing from site.
Kiro cursed this turn of bad luck, and hoping that whatever had caused the impact had not caused a hull breach.
"Get damage control. Seal off any leaks. And find out what exactly happened."
"Oh, I can explain, although, I doubt you would like the answer."
Kiro froze. That had come from behind him, and was definitely not a member of his crew. For one thing, none of his crew had that kind of voice. The back of something rectangular and muzzle shaped then pressed itself into his back, and he gulped.
"This is piracy. You'll be arrested and h..."
"No, I don't think so. You see, we had this planned out."
Kiro's mind raced. What did she, and he was pretty certain it was a she, mean. And where was his crew.
"Even if you kill me, my crew will defeat you."
There was a chuckle, as if his unseen captor found something funny.
"Kill you? Maybe, although we see it more as rehabilitation."
Kiro laughed. "Another whack job, right? Trying to block the hosts no longer good enough for you?"
"Yeap. And we have just the perfect way to do administer justice. Now move."
Kiro and the navigator from the bridge were down to the rear of the Kabish, to the dock where the dead whales were pulled and attached to the side of the ship, and towed back to the factory ship for processing. The rest of the crew were already there, guarded by....
Kiro gasped, then could not help but grin. The enemy were defiantly animal rights nutsos, dressed as they were in very real convincing animal suits. Some were otter like, some with albatross wings, others like anthro sharks and all were wielding not guns, as he had feared but water pistols and super soakers. He was certain he and his crew could overpower this so-called hijackers. He tensed himself, scanning the crew, noticing that two crewmen were missing, and he smiled. The two who were not there were tough cookies. If there were out and about, still a chance to chance to chance to turn this around.
The gun prodded him again, but this time he could tell from the shape that it was a water pistol.
"Please join your crewmen."
Kiro started to move forward, then suddenly turned and sprang at his captor. Several things occurred, Kiro was hit in the face by his captor's water-pistol, there came a groan from his crew and a chuckle from the other hijackers, he noticed that his captor was wearing a dolphin costume, and that he felt odd.....
"What have you done to meee?" Kiro panted out, feeling hot, and needy.
"Me? Setting up your new life. You see..."
"What? What did you do..
The captor grinned, a grin that Kiro thought looked evil.
"Look at your hands."
Kiro felt bidden to look, and gasped in horror as his skin started to turn black, the finger lengthening and growing thicker, closer together.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
"Well, my dear captain," The last word came out as a chuckle, "you're being set up for your new life as a breeder for whale." The captor chuckler, clearly enjoying this fact. Kiro's arms continued to lengthen, the fingers merging together, to form rudimentary flippers, although Kiro felt no real pain. The captor stepped forward, reaching an arm forward, and Kiro noticed that the arm was leathery, not human skin at all. He pulled back, afraid, and gasped as the captor hooked her fingers onto the top of Kiro's shirt and ripped it off. He gasped at the show of strength, and blushed as the captor sighed.
"It's getting there, but too slow."
Kiro glanced down, gasping as he noticed that his chest was also turning blackish, and he swore that his breasts were a little bigger. No, that was impossible, but his now flipper arms whispered that it might be in fact possible.
"Squirt him again." A loud deep view boomed, and Kiro turned his head towards the speaker, and gasped. It was not possible, but it was. The large head, shaped like a cross between a human's and a whale's was bobbing in the water, alongside four other heads, grinning. One of the others whistled. The female dolphin grinned.
"Sure."
Kiro gasped as the water gun was brought up, and tried to protect himself with his arms, crossing them in front of his chest but the water had already hit his upper chest, the water sinking in, although a tiny bit of the water managed to reach his stomach before disappearing.
"Remove the arms. Remove the arms. We want to see." Came the chant from two of the whales. Kiro was confused, unsure what they meant, but then he felt, warmth where he had been squirted, and he felt pressure against his arms, and could feel his arms, and looked down, and felt his jaw drop as he looked at his...
"BREASTS????"
"A breeder needs breasts so she can feed the her own, doesn't she?" An otter spoke up. Various hijackers nodded agreement.
"But, But, I'm a male...."
Kiro watched as the breasts expanded, quickly at first, before slowing down, the two he could see reaching at least double E in size before stopping.
"Eight of them, although only the top four have reached large size. Nice shooting."
Eight? The word rang in Kiro's ears, and he slowly lowered his now crude flippers hands, feeling the double D cup beneath the EE and the four A cups beneath the two DDs.
Several of the whales had lowered their arms beneath the water, but Kiro didn't notice, as he was currently rubbing the breasts, feeling good, feeling liquid dribble out, onto his flippers, then stopping and raising them slowly to his face, and gasping.
"Hey, milk."
"This can't be happening. I'm male."
"More like shemale, although we plan to fix that. Don't you feel hot for the whales?" whispered a voice by his ear, then paws had reached down and removed his pants, then underwear, shredding them, the otter who had done that giggling.
"Still male. Although a nice black now. Although we can fix that."
Kiro's brain processed that, and was in the process o flowering his hands to protect his groin when he felt water hit there, and a strange feeling of splitting take place, although he was sure his member was still there.
"And now a herm. How cute."
Kiro's hand reached his new femsex, exploring it, gasping as it did so. He felt a need in his loins, and tried backing up against the otter, trying to grind her new aching cunt against the otter, who only chuckled.
"Normally I would accept, but we want a whale breeder, not an otter-whale breeder."
Kiro gave a wail of need and despair, not believing that this male, he could feel the bulge was refusing this needy female. There was laughter, and stunned silence from the crew of the whaler.
Kiro then felt and odd pressure,, in her rear, like something growing there, and something on her back, pressing against the back of the otter behind her. The fluke grew, slowly at first, then faster, spreading into the familiar whale tail, which moved as Kiro moved it, feeling the movements, the dorsal fin expanding as well, and soon both new extremities were moving.
"Oh, how cute. A tail and dorsal fin."
"Over here, breeder. Hope you like what you see."
Kiro's head snapped towards the voice, and grinned, and was heading towards the water. Two of the whales had done barrel rolls, exposing their members, and the shove of the otter had not hurt. Before the still human part of Kiro's brain could raise an objection, Kiro had entered the water, feeling warmth spread through there as he dived into a murky spot of the ocean, and swam towards the whales, raising her tail as she dove in. There was a sudden pressure, as a male grabbed it, then pressure as a large cock head ran along it, towards her femsex, using the tail as a guide. Kiro shivered as she felt the cockhead pause at the entrance of her now very wet and needy snatch, then a sudden pressure then fullness as it entered.
"You feel good."
Kiro let out a happy moan, pleased that the male was happy with her. The male was now thrusting hard, arm-fins gripping her, and suddenly her mouth was underwater, but she did not seem to mind, as new lungs had already stored air. After a short while, but a long long time to Kiro, as the male's member was causing her such delight, the male came, followed by Kiro, the whale's member shooting a very large load into her, actually bloating herself. Kiro felt a warmth spread through her, and she smiled, then the whale released the arms, and let the full breeder swim the short distance to the surface. Kiro swum off the member, feeling her legs shrink, disappearing, although she was not too worried. As a breeder, she didn't really need the legs. Her stomach was already shrinking, although it was not due to the large load of seed in her vanishing into the ocean, but due to her body absorbing it. She felt her member, which a breeder did not need shift, changing into a clit, then her body expand, grow larger, to become proper whale size. Her breasts were growing again, all eight of them growing, the lower pair growing faster, until she had eight very large, beyond beachball size breasts, and whale coloring all over. Another whale anthro popped up beside her, and she found herself turning around and lifting her tail for this new mate, granting access. The male laughed and complied with the new breeder's request mating her.
Back onboard the ship, the dolphin grinned, watching as the new breeder mated another male, and nodding as the new breeder's stomach swelled as new life took hold, then turned back to the crew. This mission was turning out to be great.
"So, whose turn is it next to help the Voice of the Animals with their mission."