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Slowly, the sun peeked over the edge of the horizon, the rays of golden yellow embracing the islands once again as it lifted itself up and carressed the sands, trees, and wildlife with it's carress. Sounds began to filter through the air of the beings who called Oahu home emerging from thier shelters, natural and hand-made, and going about their daily business. Very slowly, that warmth began to creep into the sands and stone itself, making the tropics earn their name as the temperature rose, another day beginning in what many beings called paradise.

One of the ones it caressed, however, was in a less then appreciative mood. Curled up beneath a rock outcrop on a small jette of Sand, the bright white and sky blue of her scales making her stand out of the brown like a flower in a desert, was a young dragoness, curled up with her arms across her chest, her pillow an ad-hoc creation of palm leaves, fluff from coconuts, and some grasses and other softer plant life she'd found. Her body wasn't overfat nor overthin, though was beginning to show the signs of a less then ideal diet, some mammalian traits evident as she rolled onto her back, a pair of wings flexing to either side as a pair of firm breasts came into view, the heavy globes proportional to her form and bearing the same bright blue scales that ran from under her chin and across her belly to the underside of her tail and betwist her thighs, matching the color on the sinde of her wings. Her head was temnporairily covered by the blonde mane she had coming from behind the three sets of horns jutting from the back of her head, the tips of that blonde died ice-blue. A clawed hand reached up and parted her hair, revealing ice blues slowly forcing themselves open at the suns insistent gaze, her snout turning to a slight frown as she saw there was no way she'd be able to go back to sleep, followed by a soft sigh, revealing sharp tongue and a long, tapered tongue as she yawned.

"Well, damn... Another day in Paradise..." came from her as she rolled onto all fours and stretched, the bones of her back giving several soft *cricks* in sympathy from her lack of a bed as her wings flared again, her tail stretching out behind her and revealing a webbed spade on the end, her Digigrade legs bearing her up as she turned and looked around, her form completely revealed as she looked around and then reached down, searching for the bra and loincloth she'd found near a native reservation several days previous. It took several minutes of searcing for her to realize that in her sleepy stupor the night before she'd dropped them at her feet; the same sand which was now swallowed by the incoming tide. Muttering a curse, she for the thousandth time it seemed damned the norwegian fishing vessel she'd on, and all the sailors on it, as they'd been caught by a storm and she'd been thrown, or perhaps pushed, overboard.

She admitted to herself she'd been a bit of a nagger, reminding them not to harm the wild dolphins with their catches, to try and avoid wastecatch. And now she was stranded on a beach on a hawai'ian island, with no passport, no clothes, no way to prove who she was, and no provisions beyond what she could catch, cook, and eat herself. She was proud to be Nordic, and she knew how to hunt, to clean and eat what she hunted, but there were no deer here, just some wild boar and fish, and coconuts, lots of coconuts. She hadn't found civilization yet, and besides, how would someone at a petrol station react to a naked, 7 foot tall dragoness walking in and asking for some clothes and to make a phone call?

Putting any more musing out of her head for now, she got up and stretched a final time, then looked around and found, thank Hermoor, the spear she'd fashioned from a piece of driftwood and a metal hasp she'd beaten into a workable spearhead. She was certain that somewhere in the heavens, Thor was laughing himself to fits at it's craftmanship, but then she didn't exactly have metal ingots and a forge lying around either. Folding her wings in, she slowly snuck into the forest, following Markers she'd set up in the two weeks since she'd found herself on the sands. But this time, something felt different, and it took a moment for her to realize what it was; She was coming into season.

She'd discovered that the seasons tied to her cycle, and what times of year it happened, back she wasn't even out of the house yet. It had been two weeks since she'd crashed, which meant the hot climate here was accelerating it, as she wouldn't be at her seasons peak for another week yet back home. This wasn't good; not only would her scent let everything with a nose in a thousand feet know someone out there needed to get laid, badly, but it was going to distract her from finding food. When her heat came into full strength, all she wanted, all she needed, was a male. That would become her only focus, and it both drove her crazy that she couldn't focus her mind mormally that well, but it also meant a lack of control she despised; she was a *dragoness* for the heavens sake, she wasn't supposed to just be overruled by her inner nature like logic didn't exist! Doing her best to ignore the distraction, she continued slowly stalking, her anthro body trembling now and then in concentration as she tried to find something to eat.

2 Days later:

Adlesio sighed as he relaxed on the sand, a notebook and pen in his hands as he watched the waters in the small inlet he'd found. Being here made the White Beaked Phin really consider moving from where his home was on the pacific west with the rest of his 'pod' and just staying here for a few decades. The waters were warm, the people were friendly, and there was so much natural beauty he couldn't keep track of it all. But then, that's what he was *here* to do, after all. His aquarium back home had offered him a temp psoition helping some researchers track wild non-anthro dolphin pods around the islands for a population study, and he'd hapily jumped on board, especially once he found out it was Oahu. One of his podmates, Rugira, had also come along, volunteering as a lifeguard on a nearby beach so that he would have someone he knew nearby. Of course, he also suspected she'd been having fun on the side with one of the other lifeguards, a rather handsome male orca, but he knew she was his and would always come back to him; he had no fear of going home alone. Keeping track of the dorsals, his smooth swimmers frame clad in only a fullbody wetsuit to keep his skin moist, he found himself at peace, enjoy watching the waters for passing dorsals and keeping track of them.

A slight crack made him slowly turn around, eyeing the palmtree 'forest' behind him with a soft chitter; the worst he'd heard of native predators was feral pigs who sometimes gored people, but he'd not heard of anything landborne and really hostile, nor did he think something would choose to stalk him on the beach so close to civiliation; after all, it was perhaps a quarter mile to a gas station, roads, and many people who lived here. His curious chitter quickly turned into a surprised squeak as a white and blue scaled dragoness, utterly nude, emerged from the trees and stared at him with a look somewhere between the gaze of a hungry predator and a lost soul. Spinning around slowly so as to not alarm her, he looked her up and down, finding her form attractive, though also looking bedraggled and perhaps a bit underfed. "Are you allright?"

She was fast, he had to admit that. From her looking up at him to his back being in the sand and her atop him, straddling his waist, her hands pinning his into the sand, took less then a second. Looking up into her eyes, a hint of fear in his, he chittered and looked her up and down, then back into her face "What do you want?" His words brought a smile to her face, somewhere between that of a playfyl child having won a game, and a hunter atop his prey "A male..." Beginning to feel fear blossom in his chest, he wiggled a bit and found he wasn't going to be moving unless she did, she was bigger and stronger then him, and determined not to let him go. "What for?" Licking her lips, she murred "I'm in heat..."

It took a second for that to register as he chittered; wait, she wanted him to *mate* her? Part of his mind immediately went into a panic, here was this rather good looking female, pinning him to the ground, and she was going to try and rape him? the other essentially laughed and said she was pretty, he was a dolphin, go ahead and see if you can wear her out, then call the police. While his mind battled, she eyed him and sniffed at him, then, to his surprise, opened her maw and kissed him, not a soft kiss, but one that slid her tongue into his beak and her lips to his, a deep, passionate frenchkiss that made him arch his back as he body bucked against her, and blast the instictive part of his brain, a lump was growing in his wetsuit that made very obvious what his body wanted.

Freyr was only half in control of herself as she held the dolphin under her and kissed him, her tongue rolling within his mouth as her crotch humped against the growing lump in his. She only half recalled why her instincts made her come this way, following some trail her hunter's instinct had found. But right now food didn't matter, water didn't water; all that did was the burning need within her, focused between her legs. She was just short of completely losing her mind, and she didn't care how she got a male, what species he was, or even how willing he was. As long as he was healthy, strong, and good enough, she was going to get that blasted burning under control!

She could feel his reaction, a grin on her face as she looked into his. He was young, younger by her at least a decade, perhaps in his mid 20's. She could taste and smell he was healthy and strong, well fed. His mouth tasted of fish, but then he was a dolphin. Releasing his hands, her claws found the edge of his wetsuit and gripped, then tore. She was careful not to scratch her partner with her claws, but it took only a few moments for his bodysuit to be ripped open form neck to her objective, his crotch. Had she more mental control, she would have laughed at the look of fear and arousal that mixed on his face as his member sprang free from the ruined fabric and stood from his crotch, throbbing and pink and eager; her tongue flicked across her lips; oh yes, he'd do nicely. Shaped like a feral dolphin, long and tapering, with a nice, thick base, his lack of external testicles letting her fully appraise his proud staff. She had enough of her mind left to grip his base and squeeze it, aiming him, and then push up with her legs before lowering herself onto him with a lustful growl, her soaking wet depths taking in his every inch until his crotch pressed to hers, and she realized he was still erecting, still getting harder and longer, inside her. Arching her back, she growled and began bouncing on the dolphins thickness, her hands on his chest as she moaned "By Odin Fuck me!"

He had to be dreaming; He must have fallen asleep on the sand and was having an erotic dream. How else could he explain to himself that a sexy, slightly malnourished, extremely dominant naked dragoness had pinned him to the ground and had ripped his clothes open to have her way with him on a hawai`ian beach? His mind was in turmoil, which had allowed his body to take over, and currently he was thrusting up into the blue and white female, hilting into her very hot, wet, tight depths as he groaned and obeyed her command as much out of instinct as consent, her claws hands gripping his shoulders through the remains of his wetsuit. Wet, lustful sounds came from their juncture as she groaned and panted, breasts and chest heaing as she bounced on him with all the ardor he'd expect from a draconic legend, her depths squeezing and milking at his staff as she arched her back and moaned, lost to her desires.

If this was indeed a dream, he figured the best thing was to go with it, though he was already having trouble keeping pace with the lustful dragoness currently mating him with all the energy he'd expect of girlphin deprived for a month. Sliding his hands to her hips, he began rolling his own hips to pump into her, her reaction to growl lustfully and make her pace even faster. He lasted only a few moments longer then her as she suddenly clenched up and shuddered, her sex clampig down on his staff just a moment before his seed began flinging itself into her depths, holding himself flush to her as bolt after bolt of molten essence flooded her depths, her nectar coating his crotch. It was several moments of groaning, panting, and gasping for breath before their motions stilled and he trilled, half expecting to wake up, as he'd never had a dream where he stayed asleep post orgasm.

To his surprise, not only did he not wake up, she slowly slid off of him and mmm'ed, kissing him again, the lustful passion of their tongues almost as potent as before, and then turned around with her tail high, wings spread out, sex still sheened in arousal as she whined "please, again!" and slid a hand back to splay her lips for him. This time, rather then simply being frightened, he had the mindset to recognize her having a Nordic accent, The blond hair cascading over her face hiding a good deal of her features, but he had seen enough when he kissed her to think he recognized some nordic features in her face. A part of his mind began to wonder what little facet of his psyche secretly wanted him rutting a nordic dragoness on a hawai`ian beach, but he left Analysis for later as he slid behind her, aimed, and sank himself hilt deep in her again, her moan matching his low trill as he began mating her again, the wet slaps of their flesh echoing off the sounds as he churred to her.

Groaning, a part of her long left unsatisfied finally having it's due, she bucked back at the dolphin as her body shivered happily. The wet slurps coming from his rutting her as breasts swung in their hot air was only stimulating her more as she felt him take her again, despite the fact she had essentially forced herself on him, her rational mind starting to recover. the day before, she'd seen another dolphin, a female, and a large orca come to this same beach and mate several times, their scent and the sound of their sex making her heat even worse. She'd decided to come back the next day and join in whether they wanted it or not, but instead she'd found this lone male, and things had turned out even better then she hoped. Despite her jumping him, despite her ripping his clothes to shreds, he was mating her, fulfilling her need and also pleasuring her quite well. Each time he hilted, she squeeezed him within her, knowing that as a dolphin he couldn't get her pregnant, anyway.

This time, she took her time, savoured and enjoyed his taking her, the feeling of his warm seed inside of her. Rolling her hips, she urged him on, and they shared their second climax, her tail wrapping around his body as he filled her again, her roar mingling with his high-pitched squeal as she shuddered before him. Gasping for breath, she lied on her self, pulling him along with her as she slowly stretched out and moaned, then watched him "Thank you... I'm so sorry I forced myself on you, when I get into heat, I can't control myself sometimes... Let me Explain..."

It took a few moments After their mating for Him to recover his wits and realize the dragoness before him had indeed just forced herself on him, that this wasn't a dream, and that his maleness was still hilted in her. A little afraid, he Squeaked as she pulled him close and thanked him, then explained how she'd come to be on the island, her english not entirely up to par but enough he could understand, his hands and hers gently stroking the other in post coital bliss as he listened to her story and hurmed softly "Well, firstly, it's ok about the heat, you just surprised me.. and I think I can help you..." Her response was almost like a childs in it's giddiness, and he happily helped her up, then offered her his hand as he led her closer to town.

After a bit of scouting by him, he found a grove of trees and decorative ferns she could hide in while he went shopping for her; after all, walking into town with her naked and hlding his hand would probably have someone call the police. Digging around in his pockets, he was thankful to find his wallet and cellphone were still on him, vs tossed into the sand as she'd ripped his suit open. A couple of friendly questions found him at a clothing store as he called Rugia and explained to her about what had happened; her initial reaction was a mixture of disbelief and concern, which rapidly became amusement at him; after all, how many males could say they'd been ambushed and forcibly made to made a lost Nordic female on a beach?

He was luckily able to find a clothing store right away that could handle a replacement wetsuit for him, the bikini clad spinner phin behind the counter giggling at him and asking him if his girlfriend always got that rough. Sadly, clothes in what he figured were the dragoness's size were not in stock, and it took heading almost a quarter mile to a big and tall specialty store to find something which would fit her. Running back to her, tags still hanging from the clothing, he found that the jeans and shirt he'd gotten her thankfully fit her, if a bit akwardly as they weren't meant to handle someone with wings. A bit of work with a sharp sea-shell later, he managed to fit the top on her, only to find that the fabric had tightened and now made her breasts stand out like she was wearing a sheer T-shirt, rather then the loose one he'd hoped to have covering her endowments. Thankfully, her reaction to the faux pas was a giggle and her posing for him, asking if he'd done it deliberately, his blush and apolegy only amusing her further.

Finally, he found himself having to give up rearranging the clothes any further, and he couldnt afford to buy more clothes anyway, the big and tall furs boutique having drained much of the money he'd been saving for the trip. Taking her hand again, he lead her back to his car, and was mildly amused himself when she asked why his steering wheel was on the wrong side of the car. Her wings again proved a bit of a complication, but after some rearranging and cursing they managed to get her in, and a few minutes drive later, they were at the rental hotel he and Rugia were sharing. Knocking on the door, he heard a soft whistle from the other side, followed by the other dolphins eye at the peephole.

After an explanation from him, she let them inside, where he again explained what had occured, and Freyr added her own attempted explanation in broken englis.h Glancing up at the taller dragoness, the Pacific white sided girlphin nodded slowly and put in a phone call to the Norwegian embassy via her cell, explaining what had occurred and asking for directions, then taking the dragoness's picture with her smartphone and sending it to them. After showing her the house, he groaned softly and laid down on the bed, his mind still trying to comprehend everything that had happened that morning. After a while, he sat up, and found her eyeing him, perhaps a bit afraid, but also curious. Sitting in his bedroom, he grinned at her "you know, I don't Think I ever actually gave you my Name.. I'm Adlesio..." and she smiled, tilting her head in a greeting he remembered from a nordic show he saw on history Channel "Good health to you Adlesio, Please call me Freyr..."

Nodding, he smiled and chittered warmly to her "Well Freyr, It seems for the moment you're going to be enjoying my hospitality, welcome to my Family" Putting a claw to her chin, she nodded, then stood and smiled at him, walking over and softly kissing his melon, glancing into the next room to see the orca from the day before greeting Rugira, who she recognized as the girlphin from the day before "it looks like our family is growing quickly.." Glancing to see where she was looking, he chuckled "oh, he's likely just here for the night with Rugira, a date or such..." as he then turned back to find she'd removed her top and was wiggling out of her pants, a smirk on her face "Mmmm, I think I want the same kind of date with you, Adlesio... maybe I can be a part of your family for a while longer..."

Looking her up and down, he opened his beak in a grin, his belly pinkening a bit as he unzipped his wetsuit front and let her nuzzle him, a deep churr coming from him, and he heard, from the next room as well. Giving a second glance, he could see Rugia had already pulled her top off and was helping the orca lifeguard work off his shorts, hiw own throbbing maleness sliding free of his slit as she nuzzled it approvingly.

A chuckle came from him as she kissed his melon, then saw what he was looking at, her face turning into a grin "mmm, I think they might have the right idea... maybe this time we can enjoy each other without my riping you out of your clothes?" his answer was a soft kiss, followed by her getting atop him again, her hands sliding under his wetsuit "I think we can do that..." and the sounds that followed were quickly mirrored in the next room, as Adlesio welcomed a new member to his family.

(finis)