{"sf1_id":878496,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Go with the Flow","author":"Cheetahs","words":17467,"posted_at":"2015-06-25T19:19:00.000Z","tags":["Adult","Anatomically Correct","Aroused","Bestiality","Cetacean","Character Development","Cuddling","Cum","Dolphin","Ejaculation","Female","Feral","Fingering","Handjob","Hard-on","Heterosexual","Human","Love","Lust","M/F","Male","Masturbation","Messy","Naughty","Non-anthro","Nudity","Oral","Plot Development","Romance","Shark","Teasing","Vaginal","Wet","Yiff","Zoophilia","affection","cock","cunnilingus","erection","female ejaculation","foreskin","intercourse","licking","mating","milking","nuzzling","orgasm","penetration","penis","pussy","seed","sex","story","straight","vagina"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/878496-go-with-the-flow","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/878496","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=878496\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\nI am open for COMMISSIONS!\nIf you want your own, personalized story, Click here \nSupport me on Patreon\nfor novel chapters, snippets, short stories, and more awesome content+art! You\nget all the stories before everyone else does, plus various Patreon exclusive\ncontent that you can only get by supporting me.\nI'm also a published author! You can check out my published works by following\nthis link. ***This story is a commission for  Poketurn88 thank you so much for commissioning me! ***Chris is the janitor of OceanWorld, one of the biggest\naquariums from his city. He doesn't get much in the sense of payment, nor does\nhe have a successful career ahead of him, but he's happy. One morning, he gets\na call from his boss.\nHe had just been promoted. Chris shares the news with his\nfamily and gets a huge backlash from his career driven brother. With no allies\nat his side, he flees to the acquarium, where he finds love and solace in the\nembrace of a beautiful dolphin female and later on, a neglected shark that had\nbeen previously abused by her caretaker. \nWhat's in today's smut agenda: A hefty amount of lovely\nnuzzles and cuddling, paired with the heated spilling of passion through man-on\ndolphin intercourse, toppled with a bit of shark action and sprinkled with\nfemale dolphin on female shark games.*** STORY STARTS HERE*** 'Song of the North'\nstarted blazing in his ears. Normally it was a lively track similar to the\nplayful snowflakes dancing on the winds of winter, yet right now Chris was more\nannoyed than pleased with his favorite ringtone. He stretched a lazy arm\ntowards the nightstand, fumbling through the watches and bands and whatever he\nhad crowded around the mahogany base of his Wing Xu Sun Lamp. \n\"Come here you piece of...agh!\" Chris groaned as he heard the\ntrample of his watch and other possessions hitting the floor. \nWith a jerk of his body, he forced his arm further and\ngrabbed the damn phone between his fingers, slamming his thumb on the green\nphone icon.\n\"Yeah?\" he said with a hoarse morning voice.\n\"Chris! You're up?\" Mindy's excited voice made him shudder.\nShe was so loud!\n\"Half up,\" Chris brought the phone over to his other ear as\nhe rolled on his back, closing his eyes, exhaling a drawn out sigh. \"Can talk,\nbut that doesn't mean I can get out of bed yet. Caught me at a shity time,\nMindy.\"\n \"Language,\" she\nchuckled. \"Is bad luck cussing in the morning. I thought you knew that\nalready.\"\n\"Yeah. My bad,\" Chris drawled. \"You know what I say of early\nbirds.\"\n\"They have nothing better to do than partying all night and\nwaking up the neighbors?\" Mindy laughed.\nChris smiled. Amusing her was one of his talents. \"They're\ninsomniacs! Why can't they sleep like the rest of the normal folk?\"\n\"Pff. Normal is boring. Yeah, hi George. Looking good\ntoday,\" she said louder, then lowered her voice to a whisper. \"Since when have\nyou become pleased with mediocrity?\"\n\"Since always,\" Chris scratched around his left ear. He\nwanted to inquire about the reason of this rude awakening, yet Mindy was his\nboss. Friendly, nice, mirthful all the time, yet still his boss. \"Erm, Mindy?\nYou remember whose turn was to bring lunch at the office? Pretty sure it wasn't\nGeorge.\" \n\"Nah, he's just about to leave. Wife forgot to drive the\nkids to school. Did I hear that right though?\" She climbed a pitch higher. \"Office?\nThat makes it sound so proper. When was the last time you saw me standing\nbehind a desk?\"\nChris rolled his eyes. \"Aquarium. Sea Shell. Ocean den. Call\nit however you like, Mindy.\"\n\"Sea Shell sounds nice. Fits your clam-like personality,\"\nshe laughed sweetly. \"So, when do you plan on climbing out of bed, mr Polar\nBear?\"\nChris didn't answer just yet. He could almost imagine her\nsmile on the other end of the line, blonde curls dancing around her giggling\nhead, lips stretching like two perfectly cooked bacon strips. Bacon strips?\nThat was a bit odd. Hunger did strange things to people.\n\"Please don't clamp up. You're going to miss the surprise.\"\nChris blinked, then scrunched his eyes shut. Hunger became a\nreal monster if he let it loose. \"Oops, sorry. Yeah. Surprise?\" his mahogany\neyebrows lowered above his hazel eyes. \"What surprise are we talking about\nhere, Mindy? Cakes? Pastries? Pizza?\"\n\"Something better than a lunch treat,\" Mindy said. \"You got\nNate's job, Chris. Congratulations!\"\nNate was the lead trainer, an expert in the arts of animal\nhandling. His specialization? Living Chris' dream of training dolphins. \nThe news hit him harder than a sack of bricks. Chris opened\nhis mouth, gasped, then closed it, staring absent mindedly at the blank ceiling\nabove. \n\"I got...I got what? Can you tell me again? I... Nate the Great?\nHow...wha- are we talking about the same person, Mindy?\"\n\"Twist of fate, eh? Nate the Great had a little altercation\nwith one of the sharks. The bastard left right away, cursing like those sailors\nhe loves watching on midnight television. Didn't even give me the chance to\nconvince him to stay.\"\nChris clutched the phone tighter. \"Is he...? He isn't...you\nknow...a bit...I don't really know how to put this without sounding like a freak.\"\n\"You can just ask straightly and be a man, or beat around\nthe bush like a silly puppy!\" Mindy said.\nChris sighed. \"He's in one piece, right?\"\nThe phone rang with her laughter. \"You really got a weird\nimagination. Our sharks aren't that mean, you scared little kitten. Nate is\nalright. I'm the one who's not.\"\n\"How comes?\" Chris asked, turning on the side to look at the\nbeautiful weather outside. \n\"Well...\" Mindy started. \"I kind of need a new trainer for\nthat Aqua Blaster event. Duke Fluke's are in, with Starshine and Moonglow. Then\nthere's Pacific Rim, Arctic Thunder, Otter Crew, Glen's Dolphin Squad...\"\nChris nodded again, and again, and again as Mindy went over\nthat humongous list of names. Every notable aquarium with a decent sized pool\nand a few dolphins that knew how to jump through hoops or play ball participated\nin this event. Distance definitely didn't unman them. Some of those guys\ntraveled thousands of kilometers just to have the opportunity to win the hearts\nof a stadium filled with aquatic life enthusiasts. \nChris sighed, gasped, and remained with his mouth agape in\nsearch for an answer before scrambling something up. \n\"Gosh. That's...oh wow. It's big. Like, freakishly big. I\ndon't know if I can take Nate's place, Mindy. He had over ten years of actual\npractice, whereas I throw buckets of fish, wipe the floor, and watch youtube\nvideos of a life I cannot have. Do you really think I'm fit to literally jump\nthe shark here?\"\nMindy scoffed. \"Really? You think I'm sitting here, watching\nmy eggs and bacon sizzle in the aquarium's kitchen while drooling all over my\nstrawberry pie for nothing?\"\nChris sighed. \"You called me, so...\"\n\"So accept!\" Mindy shouted really freaking loud.\nChris slapped his temple with the phone, then almost threw\nit out the open window, all because of a primitive jerk of his hand. \n\"Holy cripes, I almost launched my phone out the window,\" he\nbreathed out through his open mouth. \"Don't ever do that. Ever.\"\n\"I won't, if you take the job.\"\n\"I was just about to lose my phone, Mindy. Isn't this a\nsign?\"\n\"I need an answer, Chris. Stop stalling with mysticism, fate\nor whatever and tell me.\"\nChris' heart almost climbed in his throat. This was the\nbiggest moment of his life, where the years spent as a volunteer at the\naquarium hung on a single word. \n\"Yeah. Yeah, I accept,\" he nodded with jittery eagerness. \"Freaking\nhell, is that even a question? This is my dream! I always dreamed of being out\nthere...no, IN there with the dolphins.\"\n\"Heh. I knew you would take it, big man,\" Mindy said. \"Just\nhad to make sure. Protocol and all that crap.\"\nChris rolled on his back, letting out another ecstatic sigh.\n\"Nate has been living my dreams for far too long, Mindy. Am I scared? Hell\nyeah. Do I feel incompetent and stupid? Damn right I do. I don't even know\nwhere to start, but I know that you made my morning a million times better,\"\nChris kissed the phone twice, making sure to be as loud as he could. \"Thanks a\nton. I'll make up for this, I swear.\"\n\"Wow. Did you just- I can't believe you did that.\"\n\"Will give you a proper hug once we meet. Thanks, Mindy. It's\nreally...wow. It's really something!\"\n\"Get out of bed then. Day's starting in thirty minutes. Nate\nwas always so punctual, you know...\"\n\"And stiff,\" Chris smiled. \"Gimme twenty and I'll be right\nthere.\"\n\"Sure thing, coach. Gonna get these eggs off, and...Ouch!\nFreaking oil burns. S'ya!\"\n\"Better watch those clumsy hands, Mindy,\" Chris smiled. She\ncouldn't hear that after the call had ended, of course, but saying it felt\nfreaking good for someone with a courage the size of an acorn. \nChris rolled on out of the bed and got on his feet. He\nstretched his arms, bent his spine a couple of times, then headed towards the\nbathroom. Morning exercise could wait for the other day. He had a tight time\nschedule to keep up with, and the best boss in the world to impress. \nHis morning routine passed in a blur. Chris' mind was filled\nwith plans and scenarios while he did his bathroom thing. Nate knew so much\nabout dolphin handling. The question was, how quick would a newbie have to\nlearn to match that level of skill? Months? Years? Chris barely had any room to\nwriggle. Aqua Blaster came in less than a week, and all he could do was stare\nat his own, grimacing reflection as he brushed his teeth. \n\"I'm gonna do this,\" he put on his mean, growly face. \"It's\nmy dream. My life. My future. I AM going to DO THIS!\"\nBut that future came to happen in half an hour. Chris still\nhad to spread the rest of the news with his family. He spat in the sink,\nallowing his worries to go down the drain along with the frothy bubbles of\ncheap tooth paste. Once he rinsed and dried his face with a towel, he walked\ntowards the living room. He found his brother seated at the table, poking at\nhis bacon strips with obvious disinterest. Mother had her chin cupped between\nher two frail hands. She stared at the table, more precisely at the two\nscrambled eggs that had yet to be touched by the clean fork placed on the right\nside of the aquamarine plate. \n\"Oh great. Food's ready, and it smells positively awesome!\"\nChris rubbed his hands together and walked towards his chair. \"Who's hungry\ntoday?\"\nNobody, by the looks of it. Lars tried to pry the meat apart\nfrom the fat, and mother had the same empty look about her. \n\"Only me, it seems. Oh well. I'm gonna eat all the extra\nbacon since you two feel like slacking around.\"\nChris tucked into the delicious eggs with a piece of crusty bread.\nThe thick yolk flowed like oil around the golden crust. Chris rolled a whole\nstrip of bacon around his fork, poked the soaked bread, and ate the delicious\nmorsel. It tasted even better than it looked, with just the right combination\nof salt to tempt his tongue.\n\"Mhm. This is a tasty breakfast! Props to you, mom. Your\ncrusted bacon is unrivaled, and the eggs are just awesome!\"\n\"Dude...\"\nChris looked at his brother. Eyebrows tucked, eyes squinted,\nlips puckered just enough to hint at a reasonable amount of anger bubbling\nunderneath his tense frame. \n\"What?\" Chris asked innocently.\n\"You know what,\" Lars said. \"Shut the fuck up and eat. Don't\nwanna hear you moaning like a fucking bitch, 'specially not when you chew like\na deranged dog.\"\n\"Aaalright,\" Chris turned back to his meal. \"Sorry I hit a\nnerve there. Didn't mean to.\"\n\"But you did. Hit it again, and I'm gonna bite.\"\nChris had no idea what put Lars in such a foul mood today.\nHis efforts to annoy everyone slowly picked up. He poked and jabbed, slid and\nswirled, working up his annoying fork until the screech of the plate became\nunbearable.\n\"Will you stop that?\"\n\"Maybe,\" Lars added the thundering beat of spoon upon table\nto his wailing song. \"Or maybe I won't.\"\n\"The heck got into you, man?\"\n\"Nothing,\" he stopped for a bit. \"Just realized I don't like\nsilence.\"\nChris stifled his groan. He didn't want his brother's misery\nto get to him right now, so he continued eating. It wasn't pleasant. With that continuous\ndistraction, the bacon's taste lessened, and the eggs seemed a sludge of poorly\ncooked porridge instead of the delicacy they were a few minutes ago.\n\"Stop.\"\n\"Lessen that smile, and I will.\"\nChris forced his lips flat against each other. The noise\nfinally stopped, yet Lars' darkened mood remained the same. He started playing\nwith the salt now. He rounded it, picked it, then launched it into mother's\nplate with a finger blow.\n\"Boom.\"\n\"Why, Lars. Why?\" \n\"To cheer up the mood!\" his brother started spearing through\nmother's eggs with a toothpick. \"You wanted us to get along, smile and be\nhappy. Does she look like she's enjoying herself, buddy?\"\n\"Stop. Please.\"\n\"Or what?\" he turned his head around. \"Are you going to slap\nme with the fork? Throw your napkins at me? Make faces while I-\"\nChris pounded a fist on the table. Mother jerked back in her\nchair. She looked at the two full grown men with a surprised gaze, then slowly\nslinked back in the high seat to adopt the same impassive glance. \n\"That might've pissed her off,\" Lars chuckled. \nChris contained his smoldering temper. He hoped his brother\nwould regain at least an ounce of decency, yet the battle rhythm of his dining\nset proved him wrong a moment later.\n\"That's enough!\" Chris shot up from his chair. \"Why do you\nhave to be such a little bitch? She cooked you dinner, you fucking veggie.\nMight as well show her a grain of respect.\"\n\"Respect?\" Lars locked his dark eyebrows together. \"Is that\nwhat they teach the rest of you bums at that water park-whatever-it-is you're\nworking?\"\n\"OceanWorld.\"\n\"Right. Fantasy land!\" Lars beamed, spreading his arms\naround in a dramatic fashion. \"Attention, all retards. Come to Piss World to\nwaste your lives for minimum pay. You can't take care of expenses and have to\neat noodles and canned shit until your next paycheck, but you've got some\nawesome fish to wank off to!\"\nThere was so much hatred in him. How? When did it have the\nchance to build up? Lars held this inside for a long, long time, to erupt in\nsuch a bursting manner. His words were crackling wips, and his voice like\nthunder before a storm. The worst was the disappointment. It pelted Chris like\nsleet, draining the heat from his veins and weighting his heart with the same\nheavy gloom his brother harbored. \n\"Lets take this somewhere else,\" he said faintly. \"Mother\nis...lets not shout in her ear, shall we?\"\n\"Finally!\" Lars whirled away from his seat to latch his arm\naround his brother's neck. \"Kinda weird it took you only two years to finally\nrealize we are living in the real fucking world.\"\n\"We'll speak inside.\"\n\"You bet your ass we will, big brother,\" Lars rubbed around\nChris' neck with mocking affection. \"Come along now.\"\nLars picked his room for the showdown. He jumped into his\nbed, laid on his side, and supported his head with the help of a rather\nmuscular arm. Chris stood in the doorway. He had no idea what to say, nor much\ntime to waste. Around ten minutes must have passed. That meant he had twenty.\nTwenty minutes to prove to his boss he wasn't one of those employees everybody\nfrowned at.\n\"Close the door please,\" Lars pointed out. \"Don't want our\ndear mother to brown her pants.\"\nChris shut the door and leaned against its frame. This room\nused to mean something to him. The walls, the book cases, the desk with the\nsilver laptop surrounded by action figures...they were all part of his life until\nLars redecorated his room. He placed obnoxious posters of rock stars\neverywhere, and filled every available space with programming books and nude\nmagazines. Boobs and guitars and programming languages. That's what his life\nsummed up to. \n\"Alright,\" Chris rubbed his palms together. \"Wanna talk?\nLets talk. I want you to tell me precisely what pissed you off so much. No\nbeating around the bush this time, Lars. I know that whatever shit you spewed\nback in the living room wasn't a fickle thing. Unleash the beast. Let it out.\nI'm ready for whatever comes next.\"\n\"Good,\" Lars said. \"Quit your job.\"\nChris blinked a couple of times. \"What?\"\n\"Quit. Your. Job,\" Lars spelled out each word. \"If you paid attention\nto your family instead of running around with those fish freaks, you would have\nnoticed how upset mom is. How exhausted father is after he's sucked dry by that\nbald, stinking bastard he calls boss. The answer was right in front of you, and\nyou didn't see it, because you refuse to grow the fuck up!\"\n\"So this is it, eh?\" Chris crossed his arms, drawing in a\ndeep breath. \"My little brother is pissed because I don't live in the Matrix,\nlike the rest of you? Take a look around, brother. All of you are drones,\nslaves to a system that exploits you like...like... You're the host to the biggest\nfreaking parasite in the world!\"\n\"Oh. Right... right,\" Lars nodded calmly, then threw a finger\nat Chris. \"Remind me how much I earned last month.\"\n\"That isn't relevant,\" Chris shook his head. \n\"No, it is,\" Lars lifted his figner. \"One thousand, two\nthousand, three thousand,\" he kept adding fingers until he had all five of them\nraised. \"Five thousand per month. And you get how much, exactly?\"\nChris opened his mouth, but no words came out. He couldn't\nspeak that. Not in front of his brother.\nLars brought all his fingers down apart from the middle one.\n\"This,\" he thrust the offensive gesture closer to Chris' face. \"This is what\nyou get for all your hard work, brother.\"\n\"I've been promoted,\" Chris said weakly. \"I'll-\"\nLars burst into laughter, cutting him off with that forced,\nangsty, growly spite.\nChris didn't allow him to unman him. He took a step forward,\nspine straight, fingers curling around his arms. \"I'm going to train the best\ndolphins we have, and they are going to win me Aqua Blasters.\"\n\"Aqua...Aqua what?\" Lars fell on his back, kicking his legs\nand wiping out his eyes, one at a time. \"Aqua Blasters! Sounds\nlike...hahahaaa...sounds like those morning cartoons we used to watch!\"\n\"It's serious! Do you even know how big the prize pool is?\"\nLars kept on laughing, scrambling and rolling around like an\nidiot.\nChris scoffed. \"No. Of course not. You're too busy playing\njudge. Why do I stay here anyway? Got better things to do.\"\n\"Because I'm right,\" Lars rolled up on his legs, beet red\nfrom the lack of air, then got in front of Chris to point the magic finger at\nhim. \"I'm right. You're wrong. I have a career. You have jack shit. I earn\nactual money, and you still take from our parent's money to pay for your diving\nschool. So please tell me, brother,\" Lars waved a hand around. \"Who the fuck is\nthe leech in this house?\"\nChris swallowed up his initial words. Rage seemed so\ntempting when it came in full swing. He wanted to be a man and tell his asshole\nof a brother a few well intentioned words, yet a conflict would lead to more\nshouting, more rage, more spite, and more time wasted in this useless room.\nUltimately, Chris adopted the same stoic pose and looked\ninto his brother's dark eyes with a smile. \"I'm happy with my life. Say what\nyou want about what I do and earn, but I'm happy. What can you, or mother, or\nfather, say about that, eh?\"\n\"Uhm...get a better job?\" Lars chuckled.\n\"I already have the best one,\" Chris said, pushing into his\nbrother. \"Let me out now please. I have a tight schedule to keep.\"\nLars tilted to the side, allowing Chris to open the door\nbefore his heavy hand fell on the back of his neck. \"One week. That's all I'm\ngiving you. Find a real job, or go live on your own.\"\nChris waited until Lars removed his hand. Once his shoulder\nbecame unburdened, he took a step into the hallway.\n\"One week. You fucking hobo.\"\nThose last three words came down like a tidal wave, chilling\nevery sense of caution and decency Chris harbored inside him. His lips trembled\nwith too many words, and his arms bulged with righteous anger.\nChris turned around. \"You are the real loser here, brother,\"\nhe said softly, pointing a finger at that small, wicked man with the authority\nof fate itself. \"I pity you, slaving away at a job you hate, working for people\nyou dislike, doing what the system forces you to do.\"\n\"Well, I support myself,\" Lars grinned. \"I buy my own food,\nhave a kickass car, a perfect room. Can't say the same about others.\"\n\"Yeah. And that makes you really happy, doesn't it?\" Chris\nshook his head. \"I still have blood pumping through my veins. What do you have?\nMarked Paper? Wealth? No. You've got sand, because you know deep inside what a\ndry husk you are.\"\n\"Boo the fuck hoo, kiddo. Run to your fishies and spare me\nthe bull. I don't need your moralistic dung sprayed all over my room,\" he threw\nthe middle finger high into the air. \nChris ignored his taunting gesture. \"I'll leave you to your\nperfect life then. Enjoy losing your youth, brother. One day you will make the\nperfect jaded father for your own kids.\"\n\"The hell was that?\" Lars' voice came from behind. \nChris kept on walking until he received a hard shove in the\nback.\n\"Did you just poke fun at our father?\"\n\"Maybe.\"\n\"No! Turn around and speak to my fucking face!\"\n\"Fine,\" Chris whirled on his heels. \"It was him. Forgive me\nfor insulting our father by stating an obvious truth. Garry took everything\naway from him, and replaced it with numbered paper. Is that what you want to\nbecome? Another cog in the machine? I'm trying to save you. All of you, before\nyou become like Mother!\"\nLars' jaws gritted together until his teeth started\ncrunching. \"Get...get the fuck out before I punch you in the face.\"\nChris was glad to do so. He ran into his room like a storm,\nchanged into whatever clothes he had available, grabbed his bag and stormed out\nthe door. He took the elevator five stories down and went through the block's\naged door. A short sleeved shirt and cargo trousers didn't make for the fanciest\nsuit down the richest streets of Sapphire City, but Chris didn't care. He felt\ngood in these breezy clothes. If anyone had a different opinion, they could\njust keep it to themselves. \nHe jogged all the way to the aquarium. A few co-workers\ngreeted him as they emerged from one car or the other. Chris waved them back\nand kept on running until he reached the lobby. Susan waited behind the\nvisitor's desk. She smiled as soon as Chris came in. \n\"Howdy, champion?\"\n\"Good,\" Chris huffed out. \"Don't feel like a champ right\nnow. Phew. I'm freaking exhausted.\"\nSusan waved him to approach. \"And wet,\" she added once Chris\nwas within earshot. \n\"That obvious?\" he threw back an uncertain smile. Gestures\nwere so much easier to express than words.\n\"Do a few laps around the building, and we'll call you Tiger\nShark,\" Susan traced a finger between his trained pecs. Without touching, of\ncourse.\n\"Meh, later,\" Chris reached into his pocket and presented\nthe ID card to Susan, who picked it between her lithe fingers. The machine\nbeeped softly when she filled the only available slot. \n\"How long a shift?\"\n\"The biggest.\"\n\"Ooh, someone's feeling frisky.\"\n\"Nah,\" Chris leaned forward. \"Did Mindy tell you I got\nNate's job?\"\n\"You did?\" Susan raised an eyebrow. \"Didn't know your skills\nare as catchy as your looks. Must've missed something, Mr Cargo Pants.\"\nChris shuffled from one foot to the other, still smiling and\nlooking around like a mute.\n\"I'm mean, I know,\" Susan plucked the card out of the slot\nand handed it over. \"Twelve hour shift, darling. Hope you can last that long.\"\n\"I'll...I...\" Chris stuttered. \"I really gotta go,\" he\nsnatched his ID card. Susan bit her lip and winked at him right after he did\nthat. Could she be any less obvious? Chris swallowed whatever saliva he had in\nhis mouth as he exchanged one hall for another. Human interaction was not his\nstrongest suit, especially when the opposite gender was so forthcoming. Heat\noozed from his skin in waves, stopping only when he stood in front of the\ndouble set of doors leading to the main tank. Barging in there and officially\nclaiming a colleague's job was easier for Chris than enduring a few seconds in\na woman's presence.\nHe pushed through the doors. Dolphins cackled and whistled,\nwhirling and leaping from the huge crescent tank running from one end of the room\nto the other. Chris looked at them for a few moments. He admired their fluid\ngrace, and the easiness with which they split the water. \nAfter a few minutes, he scanned his surroundings. Every seat\nin the auditorium was empty. It made sense. With so few days left until the\ncontest, Mindy closed off the access to visitors. Chris looked up. The Staff\nlounge was occupied by two suited men talking to each other. Managers from the\nevent? He couldn't know. Down below was the cleaner's quarters, a small room\nthat usually had the light on twenty four seven except today.\n\"Talk about a welcoming party...\" Chris walked towards the\ntank, watching the four dolphins fight for the best spot to stare back. \"At\nleast you're having a good time. How's your day going, little buddies? Better\nthan mine? Must be. I had the best morning ever until my ass of a brother\ndecided to throw his insecurities on me. Pff,\" Chris scoffed, then smiled at\nthe playful dolphins. \"Wish I smiled as long as often as you guys do. I want to\nswim all day, and forget about everything. Yeah. That includes your tail slap, you\nwhite belly assailant!\"\n\"Snow.\"\nChris jerked back in surprise, looking left, then right.\n\"That's his name,\" the same voice said from behind. \"Do you\nhave my breakfast, Mr Cargo Trousers?\"\nChris closed his eyes and sighed. \"I forgot,\" he turned\naround with the most apologetic frown he could form. \"I'm sorry. Truly. Wish I\nhad something to reward your ninja skills with, but-\"\n\"Hush,\" Mindy placed a hand on his chest, oblivious to the sweat\nthat coated her palm \"I heard. What you told to the dolphins. Lars is being a\nbastard again, eh?\"\n\"Every day since grandpa died. He didn't even love him. I\ndidn't love him either,\" Chris bit his lip for saying that. \"He left father\nwhen he was fifteen and completely disappeared from our lives, and a dozen\nyears later he calls mom, gets us all together to feel sorry for him, only to\nbring the hammer down.\"\n\"Chris...\" Mindy pushed harder into his chest. \"You told me\nabout the debt. If you dig that stinky beast back up we're all going to stink.\"\n\"I...\" Chris grabbed her hand. \"You're right, but I'm still\nangry and pissed. I have the best life I can dream of. You're awesome, the\ndolphins are great, and the staff is like a second family to me. There's people\nout there. Young students with barely a dime to spend, dreaming of doing what\nthey love. Why can't my folks be the same?\"\n\"Clearly they never swam with dolphins before.\"\nChris smiled. He wanted to laugh, yet instead an impulse\nsent his feet forward and his arms wrapping around Mindy's form. He hugged her\ntightly to his chest, fighting back the urge to sneeze from the curly hairs\ntickling his face. \n\"Big hug. I love hugs,\" she patted his back.\n\"Me too,\" Chris pulled back shortly.  \"Sorry. I really needed that.\"\n\"Apologize again, and I'm gonna slap you.\"\n\"Can you do that?\" Chris frowned.\nHe got a poke right in the chin. \"Don't tempt me.\"\nChris nodded in acknowledgement. \"When do I start my thing?\"\n\"Your thing? Huh. That's an eloquent way to put it.\"\n\"It's my first day of an unsuspected promotion. 'course I'm\nunprepared until the boss teaches me a thing or two about the nature of my new\nposition.\"\n\"Leaving all the hard work on me, Chris?\"\nHe shrugged. \"Heavy loads never intimidated you before, Mindy.\nI think...\" he stopped when her emerald eyes squinted at his choice of words.\n\"Busy work schedules. That's what I meant.\"\n\"Riiiight,\" she smiled. \"Well, you are going to have your\nwork cut out for you. One of these lovelies is going to have the intense\ndelight of being handled by your caring hands.\"\n\"Only one?\" Chris looked at the dolphins. They chased each\nother around, jumping and splashing water all over.\n\"Contest's rules, big man. One representative per species.\nWe'll get to the sharks later, but for now I think you're better suited to\nspend your first day in the company of one of these smooth sweeties,\" she\nrubbed the glass, attracting the attention of all four dolphins.\n\"Which one do you recommend, Mind?\" Chris joined her, poking\nand tracing shapes around for the dolphins to follow.\nMindy stared for a couple of moments, stroking her chin with\none hand and her neck with the other. \n\"That's kinda hard, you know? Picking a single one. I love\nthem all dearly.\"\n\"Hard choices are the best of choices. Come on, pick one.\"\nMindy pursed her lips. \"You mean bastard. Alright. Snow is\nmy first pick. He's smart, agile, knows a whole load of tricks already. But you\nshould go with your gut,\" Mindy pointed to the ladder to her right. \"Step up\nthere and give each of them a whirl. Find your soul mate, as Nate used to say.\nHe had this thing with bonds and astral connections and stuff like that.\"\n\"Yeah...\" Chris said. \"Nate was something else, huh?\"\n\"Mhm,\" Mindy nodded. \"I'll leave you to it then.\"\n\"Wait. What happens after I pick?\"\n\"Private pools,\" Mindy waved towards the green that had an\nobvious blue dolphin icon above. \"Zero distractions, zero interruptions, full\ntime of man on dolphin interaction. Train the shit out of whoever you choose,\nCargo Pants.\"\nChris rolled his eyes. That name was starting to tickle him\nthe wrong way. He waved goodbye to Mindy, then climbed the spiraling stairs to\nthe top of the basin. The dolphins whistled excitedly once he entered their\nline of sight. Chris walked closer to the edge. He didn't mind getting a bit splashed.\nCold water was just the thing he needed on a hot summer day.\n\"Alright, calm down a little bit. I have to pick one of you,\nand I can't do that if you keep fussing about!\"\nLike they listened. Dolphins were temperamental creatures,\noften satisfying their own desires before heeding their trainer's instructions.\nThese bunch were especially feisty, displaying all the skills they learned\nthrough no uncertain means. \nChris kneeled by the basin's edge and allowed the group to\nblow off their initial excitement. Once their energy levels stabilized, the\ndolphins became a lot more receptive to instructions. \n\"See? All is possible with a bit of patience,\" Chris fell on\nhis bum, crossed his legs, then pointed towards the nearest dolphin. \"You.\nBlackfin. Show me your moves.\"\nThe rest of the group started poking and harassing their\ncolleague as soon as they heard that.\n\"Heey, don't do that,\" Chris clapped his hands together,\nloud and hard. \"One at a time. Mean dolphins don't get the fish!\"\nAll four pairs of eyes were on him in the instant he spoke\nthe word fish. Chris couldn't help but smile at all those beady, playful eyes.\n\"I'll give each of you the same chance. Prove yourselves,\nand I will make sure to sneak in a bucket of fish near noon.\"\nThey were all audibly disappointed at the prolonged wait,\nyet that couldn't be helped. Chris instructed the black finned one to approach,\nwaving the rest of them off. They surged to the other end of the tank, playing\nwith each other while the sole survivor poked his nose through the water's\nsurface.\n\"Alright buddy,\" Chris rubbed his smooth nose. \"Show me your\nbest moves.\"\nThe dolphin began immediately. He leaped out of the water,\nlow at first, then higher and higher. Jumps seemed to be his specialty. With\nits powerful tail, the black finned dolphin launched itself out of the water,\nperforming loops, corkscrews, and wonderful rolls that delighted Chris' widened\neyes.\n\"Beautiful,\" he rewarded the cackling dolphin with a peck on\nhis nose. \"Go and bring me one of your other friends.\"\nSnow came next, surrounded on each side by two of his\nfriends. One carried a big loop, while the other slapped the red ball so hard\nit took Chris straight in the chest. \n\"Ghoah! That's...haaah,\" Chris scrambled on all fours and\ncrawled back towards the basin's edge. \"You've got a real cannon packed there.\"\nThe two helpers left, leaving Snow alone with his toys. Even\na kid with zero hours of training knew what the hoop was for. Chris stood up\nwith a wide smile, picked the golden hoop in one hand, and struggled to keep\nhis balance as he walked on the edge of the basin, back pressed against the\nwall. \n\"Alright buddy...\" he extended his arm forward. \"Show me\nwhat-\"\nHis words died down in the explosion of water following\nSnow's plunge. Chris wiped off his soggy face and applauded on his wrist.\n\"Good. Do that again.\"\nSnow was an expert diver, and knew how to handle his ball\nwith unmatched expertise. He played with himself, on his back, then on his\nbelly, slapping the ball around with his tail, balancing it on his nose, or\nlaunching it in arcs along the basin's length. He also loved to shoot it\nthrough the hoop when he wasn't feeling like jumping through it.  \n\"That's good. You're awesome,\" Chris grimaced from the fire\nburning through his arm. \"Bring in the next one please.\"\nSnow leaped to pick the hoop between his jaws. The motion\nwas less than kind to Chris' balance. He stumbled forward with the momentum,\nplunging through the cold water. All four dolphins rushed to help him get his\nsorry ass back on dry ground, and only one remained to prove himself. Chris\nfavored the white stripes painted along the dolphin's fins with a long glance.\nGave it an exotic appearance to contrast for his rather mundane abilities.\nStripes was a hunter, chasing balls back and forth and playing with them in all\nsorts of ways. \nWhen Chris sent him away, he was convinced he'd seen it all.\nNever had he been so wrong. The last dolphin slid just below\nthe water's surface, splitting the water with its grey dorsal fin. When it\nreached the basin's edge, it turned around in a suave motion, presenting the\nwhite of its belly. The dolphin swam upside down along the edges, then turned\nto perform a watery dance unlike anything Chris had ever seen before. It was as\nif the water bended around the dolphin's graceful form. The tiniest of ripples\nran along the crisp clear water, soothed or engorged according to the speed and\npace of the dolphin's water dance. \nChris' mouth drooped more the longer he stared. This was how\nbeauty felt like. A slim, perfectly shade of grey and white twisting and\nsliding with unmatched grace through the calm currents created by its caressing\ntail. With either fins or tail, the dolphin knew how to make the water match\nits suave movements. \nChris wanted to jump in; he craved to latch his arms around\nthe dolphin's body and let himself carried around the whole basin. The water\nwould flow so gently around him, washing all his problems away... \n\"Spectacular...\" he mumbled absent mindedly.\nThe dolphin's sharp whistle made him fall on his bum. \n\"Ow,\" Chris rubbed his sore butt once he picked himself up.\n\"It's totally my fault. No need for pokes!\"\nBut the dolphin was quite interested in touching, poking\nthat curious nose around and between his legs. \n\"Alright, you sweetie,\" Chris secured his hands around and\ngave it a good rub. \"You're feeling frisky?\" Chris asked, biting his words back\nwhen the dolphin shoved its snout dangerously close to his crotch. \"Gooood!\nBecause I'm going to take you with me,\" he pushed back with all the strength he\ncould muster. \nThe dolphin slapped the water, irritated that the human\nretreated out of its reach. \n\"It's gonna take just one minute. Gotta find that switch I\nnever used before,\" he looked around for a valve, or button, or something.\n\"Where the heck is it?\"\nHis heart pounded in his chest. His temples oozed with\nsweat, and he was pretty sure his arms did too. Chris shrugged off the\nbothersome sensation, forcing his eyes to wander from one end of the room to\nthe other until he found a speck of red across the room.\n\"That makes a lot of sense,\" he sighed drily and climbed\ndown the spiraling stairs, soggy and hot at the same time. \nHeat refused to leave his body. With each step, it became\nhotter, more stifling. Chris wiped his forehead, then shook his head, and\nfinally slapped himself.\n\"The heck is wrong with you? It's a dolphin. Just a\ndolphin.\"\nA dolphin whose graceful beauty flowed through his mind from\nthe moment he first laid eyes upon it. Everything was perfect about her. Or\nhim. Chris didn't even know its gender, yet that nagging feeling in the back of\nhis mind kept pointing in the female direction. She looked lither, that was\ntrue, and possessed uncanny agility. Chris remembered how her tail split the\nwater apart, how her fins twisted and balanced her perfect form, and how that\nfaded shade of pink rounding her slit stole his eyes whenever she turned belly\nup. Such firm folds. What could possibly hide inside? Warm, tender flesh that\nwas just the ideal place for any male to be?\nChris slapped himself again. It wasn't normal to think these\nkind of thoughts, even if his maleness spoke otherwise. An embarrassing\nerection throbbed to life in the depths of his tan cargo trousers, tenting them\nmore with each jerk. \n\"Fuck,\" Chris pushed his cock back into submission. Briefs.\nHe needed briefs, or speedos, or his swimsuit. The swimsuit made sense. His\nhumongous boner would be as obvious as the sun on a cloudless sky, but Chris\nnever intended to remain on dry land after he equipped himself. The cold water\nwould embrace him from all sides and sway this maddening heat away.\nBut first, he had to press the button, get the dolphin\ninside the private tank, and walk to the dressing room with a flushed skin and\nan obvious problem tenting his trousers. \n\"Ok...ok. One thing at a time,\" Chris picked up his pace. He\nslammed his palm into Tank 1's button, opening the entrance with an audible\ncreak.\n\"Go through it. You know which one I'm talking about. Not\nSnow, not Blackfin, not Stripes. Greyfins! Yeah. Just...I'll see you on the other\nside!\" Chris shouted.\nHe didn't bother climbing back up again. The risk of having\none of his coworkers stumble upon him was too great, and explaining himself too\nembarrassing. What kind of employee walked around so...indecently? Not one that\nwanted to keep his newly earned job, for sure.\nChris walked through the service entrance. He peeked around\nthe hallway, then quickly made his way to the dressing room.\nIt was empty. He pulled his short sleeved shirt over his\nsemi muscular body, rejoicing the cold air flowing through the ventilation\nsystem. Chris closed his eyes. Pound. Pound. Pound, his heart thrummed in his\nchest. No matter how much he willed it to slow down, it kept going, same as his\nmember.\n\"Screw this,\" Chris pulled his cargo trousers down and\ncringed when his fully engorged cock sprang at attention. He ignored it for\nnow, picking a pair of leggings from his drawer. Chris kicked his sandals off\nand dressed himself up to his crotch. With one hand, he pushed down his member,\nthen he pulled up, forcing his enraged cock into a firmly tucked prison.\n\"Hah! I win, you bastard!\"\nThe bulge dared to disagree. Chris' blood heated again at\nhow obvious the contour of his malehood looked. He reached a shaking hand\ntowards the vest, then threw the door shut.\n\"Screw that.\"\nHe dressed back into his usual clothes and ran back,\ncatching a single employee on his way there. Chris sped up his pace, passing\nthe elderly man in a blur. He really hoped those glasses he wore weren't for\nshow. When he reached the main room, he climbed back, then dived straight into\nthe water. The three dolphins came on each side, lending their fins. Chris\ngrabbed them both and straddled the third, hurling like a torpedo through the\nwater-filled pipe. \nChris burst through the water's surface with a deep,\nhungering breath once he reached the other side.\n\"Thanks,\" he patted each dolphin on their restless noses.\n\"I'm good from here. I'll let the feeder know how helpful you've been.\"\nThey all departed swiftly and playfully, leaving Chris to\ndeal with his chosen partner. Greyfin swam a dozen feet away with the same measured\nmovements, rubbing against the walls and playing around with her broad tail.\n\"Greyfin!\"\nThe dolphin leaped with joy at the sound of his voice. Chris\nbraced himself. She pierced through the water really fast, taking him straight\nin the gut.\n\"The heck was that for?\" Chris coughed. \nThe dolphin crackled with a series of high pitched sounds.\nShe was displeased with something.\n\"What? Are you hungry? Pissed that I made you wait?\"\nShe swiped her nose along the water, pelting his face with\nhundred of droplets.\n\"Greyfin, I can't- ghah!\" Chris found his arm trapped\nbetween her nibbling teeth. \"That's...that is not your name, is it?\"\nHe got a gentle rub along his neck. Chris pulled his hand\nback and stroke the dolphin's head and belly while he forced his restless mind\nto make the connection. Dolphins had a ridiculous sense of pride, especially\nwhere names were concerned. This one must have been tied to her movements,\nhaving no obvious features to separate her from the rest of the squad.\n\"Breezer.\"\nChris gritted his teeth at the incoming blow.\n\"WaterSurge.\"\nAnother blow came, too close to his balls. He gripped\nhimself for extra protection, angering the dolphin in the process. With a\nsingle slap of her tail, she sent his arm swaying to the side.\n\"Fuck, that hurt. Dancer. Surge. Swift,\" Chris enumerated a\nseries of random names. \"Freaking hell, this hurts. Why can't you go with the flow?\"\nhe screamed.\nThe tail stopped mid swing, sparing him from a moderate\namount of pain. Chris blinked his eyes.\n\"That's the one. You're Flow...\" Chris sighed as he basked in\nthe dolphin's pleasant whistling cackles. She nuzzled into his neck, and he\nstarted rubbing her fins with a hand and her snout with the other. \"Shall I let\nyou lead the way? What do you want to do now, Flow?\"\nFor now, she was happy being rubbed all over and under her\nhead. Flow enjoyed herself thoroughly, sliding around Chris and inspecting him\nwith her curious nose. It all started innocently enough, with simple caresses\nthat soothed the flesh and the spirit. Then, something changed in the flow of\nthings. Flow became more lethargic, often exposing the white of his belly and\nlooking at Chris with those expectant eyes. \nHe tried soft rubs, then harder ones, and even tickling.\nEvery time Flow beat her tail, circling around a couple of times before she\nparked herself in front of her human, throwing him the same demanding look.\n\"Your tail?\" Chris picked the muscular appendage with one\nhand. \"Is this where it itches?\"\nFlow slapped both her fins. Chris thought she only meant to\nannoy him, until his arm was thrust towards the dolphin's lower belly by a hard\nshove of her snout. His fingers slid along her crevice, and one of them\naccidentally sunk inside, into a shelter that was warmer and wetter than Chris\never anticipated.\nHe drew his hand back with a gasp, much to Flow's whistling\ndispleasure.\n\"Fuck, I'm sorry. I...I didn't...I-\"\nShe pushed his arm again. Chris was prepared this time. He\ngritted his teeth, rubbing Flow all over her sensitive nose. \n\"Ok, playtime is over. Lets go back to haaaaaah aaaaaah!\"\nChris yowled out as the frisky dolphin dived down, rubbing every part of her\nslimy body along his chest, abs, and finally, his crotch. His member tensed\nhard from the unexpected stimulation, provoking Flow's curiosity. She pushed\nherself between Chris' legs, then twisted upside down, ramming head-long into\nhis balls. \nChris shielded himself just in time, yet the blows kept\ncoming and coming.\n\"Please don't do this,\" he cried out as Flow shoved one of\nhis weakened arms away.\n\"Please don't fucking do this!\"\nShe shoved again, then again, and again, until Chris'\nmuscles burned his effort. A single push was all it took to expose his stiff\ncrotch to Flow's inquisitive nose. \n\"Haaah!\" Chris drawled out as she inspected him with a frenzy\nof rubs and nuzzles. \"Aaaah, that feels....ghh...it feels....\"\nHis breath hitched. A surge of pleasure rushed from his\noverly stimulated member, making him tremble in the cold water. Chris closed\nhis eyes shut, grabbing hard onto whatever he found.\n\"Don't...please don't... I'm too weak....far too weak. I'll do\nanything. ANYTHING!\"\nFlow slid through his legs. Chris took a heavy breath. He\nwas a few seconds away from cumming. His blood was a heated mess, and he was\nquite sure the gooey fluid smearing the tip of his cock was precum. \nHe blinked long and fast, watching how Flow nuzzled her way\naround him before rolling belly up once again. She placed her slit right below\nChris' head, and slapped her tail with enough impatience to make him shudder\nwith nervousness and excitement. He knew what she wanted. No matter how much\nhis mind opposed, he knew. Her need was as obvious as her pokes, as insistent\nat the high pitched whines she made every time his hand ventured closer to her\nslit. No matter how much he rubbed her other parts, she wanted his fingers\nright there, inside that tight crevice of hers. \n\"No way out, I guess,\" Chris sighed. \"Crap...a deal is a deal.\nI have to do it!\" he inched forward from her tail, closing in on her exposed\nslit. \nShe was a bit more ripe than the last time he looked at her.\nHer vent acquired a stronger nuance of pink, hinting at the dolphin's intense\nexcitement. \n\"I'm gonna regret this...\"\nThose were his last words before he carefully maneuvered\naround her crevice. It was hard and smooth, like the rest of her skin. Chris\nlooked at her. Flow was completely still, showing no signs of discomfort.\n\"Freaking...ok. Ok. She wants this. Just go with the Flow, I\nguess,\" Chris gritted his teeth and inserted three fingers inside her gooey\nflesh. Flow tensed as soon as her hard folds were penetrated. Her tail slapped\nthe water, her fins flapped and splattered, and her body jerked up and down.\n\"H-hold on!\" Chris screamed to no avail.\nEach thrust forced his hand inwards, into that nest of\nquivering flesh. Chris held his breath. He never explored a dolphin's gender\nbefore, and certainly not as intimately as he did now. Muscles surrounded him\non each side, soft, juicy, and dripping with viscous slime. Chris rubbed and\ncaressed with the pads of his fingers, stroking Flow's pleasure a step higher.\nShe didn't have only a gaping hole down there. Closer towards her belly was a\nfleshy protrusion that became harder with each throb surging through her frame.\nChris stroked her there a little, tickling around what seemed to be a nub of\nflesh.\nFlow's whistles turned to wails, and she became increasingly\nrestless. A particularly sharp thrust forced Chris hand deeper than ever. He\ntried pulling out, yet Flow's strong muscles collapsed inwards, swallowing\nChris' hand all the way to his knuckles. \nA wave of heated mess erupted as soon as he penetrated the\ndolphin's inner sanctuary. The muscles convulsed sharply around his hand,\ndrawing him in with wet, gaping squelches. She was trembling and spasming so\nhard and fast. Was she going to orgasm?\nChris got his answer when his hand was completely swallowed,\nup to the wrist.\n\"Flow...let...go!\"\nShe didn't. Her muscles remained a steadfast prison of iron.\nChris rubbed and tickled her flesh, hoping to provoke a reaction.\nHe did. The sudden stimulation sent Flow way over her peak.\nAs soon as her muscles relaxed, a hard spurt of clear fluid erupted from the\ndepths of her flesh. Chris bit his tongue when that happened. She came. He made\na dolphin cum for the first time ever in his life. The realization heated his\nblood and sent his cock into a throbbing frenzy. \n\"So wet...\" Chris plunged his fingers deeper to scratch and\ngrab her restless flesh. \nFlow jerked with a long, desperate cry. Her slit contracted,\nthen loosened, removing more of her burdening desire.\n\"So hot...\" \nShe came again, then again, pumping out the liquid heat\nfaster than Chris' heart thumped in his chest.\n\"So...restless!\" Chris drawled out as he started pumping his\nhand in and out of her folds. He entered like a spear, pushing through her\nsoaked muscles. Flow barely handled the sudden stimulation. She went completely\nlimp, allowing only for her cunt to draw out the erupting flood of fluids.\nWhen the pressure threatened to burst, Chris pulled out. The\nwhole load squirted out or dribbled in streams down her sides, mixing in with\nthe cold water. He continued pleasuring her with swift, sudden strokes,\nstopping only when Flow surged away. His hand came out with a wet plop,\ndribbling with fertile arousal. It dripped, and smelled. Driven by a perverse\nsense of curiosity, Chris poked out his tongue and suckled on a dripping\nfinger. Flow's climax was thick and sweet, with just a tint of salty flavor. \nChris rolled his tongue around, moving from one finger to\nthe other until he feasted on every drop of her juices. Then, he closed his\neyes, howling out like a beast in heat.\n\"Gosh, that tastes divine, but... What the heck did I just\ndo...?\"\nHe pleasured a dolphin. The same dolphin that now poked at\nhis own private parts, intending to return the favor. \n\"No,\" Chris slapped the water. \"Flow, stop. Just stop!\"\nMiraculously, she did. Chris hugged her as soon as she\napproached, more to restrain her than to show affection. \"We have to train.\nPlease. I gave you what you wanted.\"\nShe touched his lips with the tip of her cold grey nose,\nturned around, and waited for him to grab onto her dorsal fin. Chris was led on\na tour around the tank, then wrestled with the playful dolphin. He didn't mind\ngames that much if her squelching sex didn't appear back in his mind every few\nseconds. She came incredibly hard, and incredibly fast. The overwhelming warmth\nwas now promptly lodged inside Chris' mind, keeping him in a constant state of\narousal throughout the rest of the day. \nFlow wasn't making things easy either. Between every command\nor assignment, she reminded Chris of his throbbing predicament with a well\nplaced touch or a rub between his legs. Chris gritted his teeth. What was\npleasure and excitement soured into irritation. \n\"Will you just freaking focus?\" he pointed at a cackling\nFlow. \"I have one day to learn your move set, three days to perfect it, and a very\nungrateful family to return to at the end of each day. Please, just for a few\nminutes, keep your cute nose away from my freaking cock. I have enough problems\nas it is.\"\nThey stared at each other, unblinking, unmoving. Chris felt\nbad as soon as he vented out his anger. He had no right to do so on Flow, who\nwas driven by instincts as much as she was driven by her heightened\nintelligence. Females were still females, and the opposite gender was\ninevitably attractive to them. Who was he to deny her a few curious pokes?\nChris opened his mouth to speak, only to shut it back when\nthe dolphin launched herself in his embrace. He hugged her tightly, stroking\nher fins, kissing her snout, and smelling that ocean-like fragrance wafting\nthrough her smooth skin. \n\"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have burdened you with my weight,\"\nChris gently pushed her back to look into her intelligent eyes. \"It's just...this\nday is the greatest day of my life, you know? I can touch, and feel, and swim\nwith you guys more than I ever could as a caretaker,\" Chris frowned with\ndisappointment. \"And my family is bent on ruining all this with their problems\nand their constant whining. I am a shame to them, you know. A loser with a\nshity job and no education.\"\nFlow rubbed herself under his chin, making Chris sigh with\nrelief. \"They have no idea how happy I am here. How pleased I am to have the\nhonor to train the brightest and most beautiful dolphin I ever encountered...\nFlow clamped her jaws shut and slid away. Chris had no idea\nwhy until he caught sight of a discharge flowing from her slit. She wanted to\nbe loved again, and chose to leave before her instincts turned her into an\nunwanted pest.\nHer gesture impressed him on a very deep and emotional\nlevel. Flow had the same weight to bear now. The burden of arousal was\nannoying, yet only for so long. After another quick session of playing, Chris\nallowed Flow to instruct him in the arts of water dancing. Work proved to be an\nuseful distraction for both of them. They swam below the water's surface and raced\naround the basin until the sun turned orange in the sky. Chris unloaded all of\nhis complaints, telling Flow all about his family and the bright future he had\nahead of him. She was not only a great listener, but knew how to comfort a\nhuman in distress. Flow even borrowed the ball from her friends, playing with\nit much to Chris' amusement. \nHe fed her just before nightfall, throwing one fish at a\ntime inside that greedy maw of hers. Flow liked to work for her meals. For every\nfish she got, she performed the simple acrobatics taught to any novice dolphin.\nChris joined in, inventing all sorts of exercises that kept them both amused\nuntil nightfall.\n\"Working late into the night, I see.\"\nThat voice made him jolt. Mindy walked along the walkway\npropped above the tank, looking down at the man that had an arm wrapped around\nthe dolphin to his right.\n\"We're taking a small break,\" Chris said, and Flow agreed\nwith a sharp whistle. \"Need anything, Mindy?\"\n\"Nah. Came to tell you that it's no problem if you sleep\nhere for the night.\"\n\"Here?\" Chris' grip tightened around Flow's fin. \"Why would\nI-\"\n\"You know why, Chris. That brother of yours is going to crap\nall over your mood. I need you to be sharp, and happy. You know how they say. A\nhappy trainer is a successful one.\"\n\"Yeah, but-\"\n\"No buts,\" Mindy interrupted yet again. \"I made sure nobody\nelse knows.\"\nChris was slightly bewildered by that. Why would Mindy go\nthrough such lengths to keep him here? \"I...thanks, but...dang. It must've taken a\nbit of persuasion on your side.\"\n\"None at all. Enjoy your night, Chris. I left you dinner in\nthe dining room. If there's anything you need don't hesitate to call me, though\nsomething tells me you already have all you may ever want.\"\n\"What is that supposed to mean?\" Chris frowned.\n\"You know. Good night!\"\n\"Mindy!\"\nShe walked out without another word, leaving Chris confused\nand strangely aroused. Alone. He was alone, inside a huge facility, with no\ncameras to watch or track his whereabouts, and with fair amount of dolphins to\nplay, caress, and do whatever else he wanted.\nOut of every desire, one stood out, as primal and strong as\nthe need to eat or sleep. Chris slowly slid a hand down his crotch. He was rock\nhard, and by the looks of it, Flow already knew that. She poked her head under\nthe water, nosing at Chris' notable problem.\n\"Flow, I...I can't.\"\nAnd why was that? Because of principles? Because what his\nfamily taught him? Chris loved no other creature more than dolphins, and the\nbest one of them was closer to him than any girlfriend had ever been,\nexpressing her interest in mating with obvious persistence. \n\"Alright, girl, you win,\" Chris' throat erupted with a drawn\nout sigh. \"I'll mate you, but not because you demand it. It's because...\" Chris\ncupped her snout and kissed it. \"Because I want you too, more than I ever\nwanted anybody else in my entire life.\"\nFlow cackled excitedly. She swam around Chris, encouraging\nhim with prods and rubs. Once he finally worked up the courage to do the\nunthinkable, he grabbed his pants and in a single, mighty shove, he pulled them\ndown to expose his bare member to the touch of the lukewarm water. \nFlow was upon him in an instant. She poked around his cock,\ncaressed his balls and even pushed between his buttcheeks to inspect whatever\nhe had in there. \n\"N-no. Flow. Come back here. On your belly!\" \nShe wasn't exactly a dog, yet she understood commands on a\nmuch more meaningful level. Instead of splaying herself like before, the\ndolphin pushed herself up along Chris' chest, trying to hug him with her fins. \n\"Ahhh,\" Chris groaned as he hugged her tightly. \"I love your\nenthusiasm, my darling cuddle monster!\"\nFlow pushed herself into it. Chris thought she was being a\nsweetheart until her tail shot between his legs. Then, she started thrusting,\nusing her fluke as leverage for the pounding motion. \nChris froze. He had no idea what was right to do, when the\nmoment was upon him. What would his parents or brother think of him if they\never found out?\n\"I can't...can't worry about them,\" Chris said, kissing the\ndolphin as she grazed around one of his hands. \"They're far away, and you are\nclose. So close...\"\nFlow continued working herself up. Once angled at the proper\nposition, her slit started poking at Chris' rock hard cock. The crevice was\nsorely tempting, but it couldn't be penetrated so easily. Her walls were hard\nlike the rest of her skin, and her slit clamped shut. Chris thrust too, but\nFlow made it completely clear she was in control. Once Chris leaned on his back\nand relaxed, she spread open her tunnel to take him in.\nThe hard member sunk right between the walls, first the tip,\nthen the rest of the shaft.\n\"Nghh....aaaaaah!\" Chris muffled his hardened breath, dazzled\nby the overwhelming heat that embraced his sensitive organ from all sides at\nthe same time. Flow too cried out her pleasure. She jerked into his crotch,\nimpaling herself repeatedly on the human's long, hard rod. \nChris' grip became tempered iron as his muscles bulged with\nraging blood. He gripped Flow hard, pulled back, and remained firmly inside\nher. Flow's muscles squeezed him repeatedly, baring the entirety of his\nsensitive head. The lack of a foreskin exposed the most sensitive part of his\ncock to the hot embrace of Flow's walls. \nAnd that was a huge mistake. Once she clamped down around\nhim, she had the human firmly grabbed in her fetters. \nChris shivered and moaned with ecstatic bliss as unbearable\namounts of pleasure surged through his cock. All the heat and moisture he previously\ntouched with his hand now encroached upon his cock, effectively milking the\nlife out of it. \n\"Too...much,\" he drawled out, scratching Flow's skin with his\ntrembling fingers. \"I'm about to...so close...to...\"\nFlow dived under the water, taking the human along with her.\nChris held his breath as coldness embraced the entirety of his body to wash the\noverflowing arousal away. It only lasted for a few seconds, yet that was enough\nto make him last a bit longer. \nOnce Flow climbed back up, Chris took a deep breath and\nthrust again inside her squelching flesh. Her muscles parted before his cock,\noozing their own response to the strings of precum splashing inside. Chris bit\nback his lip. Flow took another dive, during which she took full control of\ntheir mating. She thrust hard and quick, pounding Chris' cock and balls until\nthey came back up. With fresh reserves of air and an animalistic desire to\nmate, Chris groaned and gritted his teeth. He clutched the dolphin with both\nhands and feet, scratching, kissing, and rubbing her all over while his member\nwas milked by the dolphin's silky folds. Bursting pressure simmered inside his\ncrotch. He grabbed Flow hard, pressed his scrunched face against her forehead,\nthen screamed as his seed threatened to burst. \nFlow's muscles shivered harder, quicker, stronger, as if she\nsensed the human's inevitable peak. Bursting pleasure exploded along Chris'\nengorged maleness. With no chance to resist against the upcoming tide, he\nclenched his jaws the hardest he could and screamed between gritted teeth,\nbreaking loose inside the dolphin's hungry cunt.\nFlow cackled manically during the peak of her partner. She\nsqueezed quick and hard, attaining her own orgasm during the midst of Chris'\nbliss. Ruthless waves of heated arousal exploded from the depths of her pussy\nto wash over his spurting cock, bathing it in hot, sticky goo. \nChris' eyes rolled in their sockets, and his toes curled\nunder the strain. He is ropes increased their length. Pounding spasms sent\nfresh seed out of his cock, driving the fertile juice deep into the receptive\ndolphin. Chris never felt so good before. Sharing himself with Flow on such a\ndeep level made him feel fulfilled, alive, and wanted. He craved to give her\nevery drop, and thus thrust himself as deep as he could into her iron like\nfolds, working his cock into those hungry, milking folds. Flow scooped every\ndrop he held within his balls, draining his cock long after it started to\nshrivel.\n\"Haaah!\" Chris groaned as the climactic rage ended. \"I...that\nwas...I love you so much,\" he kissed his dearest dolphin over and over again,\nwhile Flow reciprocated the affection with her cute snout rubs. \nThey remained entangled in each other, sharing affection and\nfluids until the cold water split them apart. Chris retreated in the dining\nroom to eat, fed Flow again, then dived back in the tank, where he played with\nher for a couple more hours before tasting her hot vent once more.\nMorning found him on his back, with an eerily familiar voice\ntalking to him. \nChris blinked his eyes open. Blonde curls. Black framed\nglasses. Two emerald eyes staring right at him. \nNo. Not at him. At the nakedness he shamelessly displayed.\n\"Mindy! What the-\"Chris rolled on his belly, pressing his\ncock against the ruthlessly cold ground. \"Freakin' hell, you could've said\nsomething.\"\n\"I did, several times in fact, but you weren't listening.\"\n\"So you decided to just sit there and watch like a creepy\nstalker?\"\n\"I had a good view. There's nothing to be ashamed of, Chris.\nLike, really.\"\nHe still felt horribly embarrassed to be caught by none\nother than his boss. \"Well, since you've seen...\" Chris rolled on his side,\nhiding his limp cock behind a knee. \"Wait. Where the 'eck is Flow? Did you-\"\n\"She's safe,\" Mindy kept him from rising with a friendly\ntouch on his bare arm. \"Your secret is safe with me.\"\n\"What secret?\" Chris frowned. \"I don't know any secret. I'm\nbad with them.\"\n\"Terrible, in fact,\" Mindy gestured around. \"There was fluid\nall over this place. Had to clean it up by hand, much to Flow's displeasure.\nYou know how mad she became when I swiped your cum off with pocket tissues and\nthrew it in the dumpster?\"\n\"You what? I don't...what?\" Chris stuttered.\n\"You had a wet dream, you doofus!\" \n\"Impossible,\" Chris shook his head vehemently. \"I can't\nhappen after I-\"\n\"After you...\" Mindy continued.\n\"Alright, you got me. I jerked off, so shoot me.\"\n\"In front of a dolphin?\"\n\"She's the reason I did it!\"\n\"Sure, Chris, sure,\" Mindy patted his muscular arm, much to\nhis discomfort. \"I'm pretty sure you resisted her charms like the stoic knight\nthat you are.\"\n\"I did. Anything else, Mindy?\"\n\"Yeah,\" she approached closer to his ear. \"I have a\nsweetheart too, if you're wondering. Secret buddies?\"\nChris didn't know whether to be shocked, amazed, or\nimpressed. \"I...yeah, Mindy. We're buddies.\"\n\"Good,\" she got up on her feet, offering a helping hand that\nChris hesitantly took. \"I do have a request for a man of your abilities. One of\nour sharks is a bit moody after Nate abused her.\"\n\"He what?\" Chris' voice climbed a pitch higher.\n\"He molested her. With sticks, nets, and stuff. Not his\ncock, obviously, because he would've suffered from a bad case of death instead\nof unemployment.\"\n\"What a bastard,\" Chris rubbed his chin. \"So that's why he\nleft. He fucked with our fish.\"\n\"Mammals,\" Mindy slapped his breast. \nChris winced. \"You've got a mean hand.\"\n\"Nate had them worse. He hated sharks for a good number of\nyears, it seems. Probably earned this position just to torment our residents\nand extract whatever petty vengeance he desired. Fucking sicko.\"\n\"I'll take care of this, Mindy. No problem, aside from the\nfact that I'm naked. Have any spare clothes?\"\nShe pointed towards the tan cargo trousers. Chris looked at\nher, smiling at the same time as she did. \n\"I owe you one.\"\n\"Make that two,\" Mindy shook his limp hand. \"Take care! Oh,\nand her name is Ava.\"\nChris nodded.\"Where are you going now?\"\n\"To my sweetheart. Have to say hi, don't I?\"\nChris shrugged at that. \"Guess so,\" he said, turned around,\nand equipped his fabled trousers. This was going to be a very interesting day.\nWorking with a shark had been on his list for a while, yet\neven now, after years of preparation, Chris felt apprehensive. Sharks were\nslightly more dangerous than a dolphin and moderately unpredictable. Ava had\nall the reason to lash back at him. He just hoped she used the end part of her\nbody, and not her maw for that purpose.\nChris found her swimming in her own private tank. She was a\ndeceptively small thing, with a sharp tail, big round eyes, and a constitution\neven smaller than Flow. \n\"You don't look so mean,\" Chris said as he approached.\n\"Actually, those eyes give you this aura of adorableness. Why would any man\nworth his salt pick on you?\"\nAva surged away from him, leaving Chris with both hands on\nhis hips. \"Oh well. Gotta win your trust, I guess.\"\nHe left empty handed, and came back with a bucket of fish\nand a basket of toys. He placed them near the edge of the basin, close enough\nfor Ava to pick.\n\"Which one do you want?\"\nShe pointed towards the bundle of small balls, then turned\nback in a flash, just like a shy school girl. \n\"Balls are my favorite too. I'll let you pick your favorite\none too,\" he laid each of them on the edge. \"Shall it be the blue one? Yellow?\nRed? Green?\"\nAva was slightly undecided. She ran from one end to the\nother, refusing to pick.\n\"All of them!\" Chris flung the toys in the basin. \"Come on,\ngirl. Show me what you can do!\"\nAva was lazy and unmotivated, yet that problem was easily\nsolved with a bit of fishy motivation. Chris fed her one fish every few\nminutes, keeping her busy with talk between the meals. He wanted to get her\nused to the sound of his voice. A mellow way of speaking not only built trust\nbetween trainer and trainee, but it told both parties a few clues on who they\nwere dealing with. Chris realized he had his work cut out. Ava had quite the\ntough exterior, unwilling to share herself fully. For that, he had to gain her\ntrust.\nSo Chris spent the better half of the day talking about all\nmanner of stories. He went through his life, talked about shark haters, and\ninsulted Nate in all the ways his mind could conceive. He spiced up the stories\nwith acts and games, using the toys as an engaging sort of distraction to gauge\nAva's reactions. Stiff. Somewhat cold. But willing to warm up to a new human\ncontact.\nChris knew what he had to do. He kicked off his sandals, pulled\nhis pants down over his naked butt, and jumped straight into the water. Ava\nflinched away from him.\n\"Come on, girl. I'm all yours, to play, inspect, and do\nwhatever sharky things you can think of.\"\nShe swam around, still keeping her distance. Even in her own\ndomain, she was afraid. Nate must have been more of a bastard than he thought.\nChris remained patient though. He waited, watching the loops become smaller\nuntil Ava finally had the courage to touch him.\nShe jerked back at the briefest contact, yet persistence was\nthe key. Chris encouraged her to approach, and slowly her retreats turned from\na few seconds to a few minutes. She poked and inspected every inch of Chris'\nbody, including his fabled jewels. He hoped the fish she ate sated her hunger\nwhenever he felt her nose upon his balls.\nAva no longer retreated. After she made sure this new human\nhad no means or intentions to hurt her, she remained near him, rubbing against\nhis body as she lazily circled around. Chris took that opportunity to touch the\nshy female. Ava flinched at first, but the calming strokes soothed her nerves.\nSoon, she became so relaxed, even swimming seemed a chore. \n\"Oh, you're tired now? Fine. I should leave you to rest.\"\nAva slapped her tail, poking into his ribs and rubbing her\nhead insistently along his torso.\n\"More rubs?\"\nShe poked him again.\n\"You got it, sweetie.\"\nChris went all over her petite body. Ava remained quite\nstill until he ventured near her vent. That's when her tail shuddered in the\nstrangest of ways. Chris pulled his fingers back, but he realized he was too\nlate. Ava's whole frame shuddered. Puffs of cloudy fluid shot into the water,\nmaking it murky with her rushing arousal.\n\"Did you just-\"\nShe slid forth, pressing her needy slit into his fingers.\nChris knew exactly what she wanted. He inserted himself inside. The same heated\nmess he found in Flow greeted him, only that Ava was considerably tighter. Like\nwith Flow, he rubbed her quickly and suddenly, working up her second orgasm.\nWhile she clenched around his fingers, Chris came up with a wicked idea. He\ngrabbed the shark with both hands, and turned her upside down just before her\nclimax shot forth. Then, he buried his face into her slit, shot his tongue out,\nand lapped at her juicy folds.\nAva writhed and quaked with delight. Streams of bittersweet\ngoo splashed on Chris' face. He licked and swallowed, spreading her walls apart\nwith both hands. Ava liked that. She came quicker and harder, going into a full\nclimactic frenzy once Chris added two fingers on each side to rub and push into\nher sensitive folds. Ava pumped again, and again, giving everything she had\nbefore she became completely limp.\nChris cleaned her fluids from her smooth skin, then rolled\nher back. She shot right into him, rubbing in a frenzy of heated affection. \n\"You liked it. I know,\" Chris hugged her to his chest. \"I'm\ngoing to give you a lot more than that, sweet girl. I'm going to prove to you\nthat not all the humans are bad. Some may hurt you, yes, but others are willing\nto go out of their way to love you.\"\nHe continued rubbing every bit of her body, going from fin\nto fin, sliding along her magnificent tail, dipping one or two fingers inside\nher slit. He wasn't sure if Ava understood words as well as her dolphin\ncousins, yet Chris continued speaking. He praised and complimented her, rubbed\nand kissed, until Ava became as docile and loving as a puppy.\nOnce night fell, he bargained with Mindy for another night\nspent inside the aquarium. She was more than pleased to grant his request, in\nexchange for a small favor. Chris had to tell her all about his experiences. At\nfirst, it was a horrible trade-off. Then, Mindy sweetened the pot with her own\ntales. Chris' curiosity couldn't handle this sort of deal. He accepted without\nquestion and rushed towards Ava's tank right after he gave Flow a vigorous rub\naround and inside that perfect slit of hers. She came hard and fast, just as\nChris liked it. Like he did with Ava, he turned Flow upside down at the height\nof her climax, surprising both of them in the most pleasant and erotic manner\nthere ever was.\nThoughts of Flow's flowing juices got him rock hard on the\nway to his other female. Ava slapped the tail and jumped around her tank with\nglee. As soon as Chris dived in, she rubbed him in every way her nose and fins\ncould. The persistent touches around his cock were an obvious clue to the\nfemale's burning need. Ava tried to take it in on her own by thrusting into it,\nyet her smaller body was not exactly up to the task.\n\"I'll do it,\" Chris rubbed her sides. \"Just lean into it,\nlove. You are going to like this quite a bit.\"\nAva froze as his arms moved around her. Chris grabbed her\ndorsal fin with one hand and her tail with the other. Then, he thrust around\nher soft belly, feeling for her warm slit. Once he found it, he gritted his\nteeth and pushed himself in.\nAva's body rocked with raw need. Her walls spasmed like\ncrazy, already dribbling with healthy spurts of arousal. She lusted so much for\nhis touch that she orgasmed within the very first thrust.\nChris bit his tongue. Lasting against her heated folds was\none thing, but braving her depths while she spurted and came was a lot more\nchallenging. Still, he wanted to give it all to please her. So he steeled his\nmind, bit his inner cheeks hard enough to draw blood, and tightened his grip on\nAva. \nHe thrust. Her folds squelched and spasmed, accommodating\nfor the rock hard length that invaded them. Chris' throat erupted with a feral\ngroan. He slid slowly and carefully, feeling her meat until he was all the way\nin. Once there, he remained a couple of heartbeats to rest, then pulled back.\nAva was not making this easy. Gushes of fertile arousal washed over his cock on\nthe way out. Chris pounded them back in with a harder thrust. The liquid went\naround his retreating foreskin to bathe the rest of his shaft. It was hot, and\ngooey, and messy, tickling his balls with the promise of release. \nChris picked up his pace. He knew he couldn't last long at\nthis rate, so might as well make the best of it. His cock went in and out,\nrubbing Ava in all the right ways. One orgasm rolled into the other. Soon, her\nshivers picked, and her clenches strengthened. Chris couldn't handle the\noppressive tightness any longer. He buried himself all the way to his balls and\nunleashed a feral cry as he burst into the needy female. Ropes of fertile cum\nsplashed inside Ava's needy womb. One by one she suckled them, offering her own\nliquid lust in exchange. \nChris was in bliss. He writhed and moaned, massaging around\nher erupting slit while his toes curled with bliss and his eyes closed under\npleasure's tidal strain. Cumming inside a female felt unbearably good. His\nessence poured out fast and strong, emptying his balls until they ached. Even\nthen, Chris remained lodged inside Ava's tight sanctuary, feeding her appetite\nfor a mate with everything he had. \nOnly when his cock went completely flaccid Chris dared to\npull out. He crashed with his back against the basin's wall, rubbing Ava's head\nwith suave strokes.\n\"Even I didn't cum so hard on my first time. You must have\nbeen deprived of a lot of things to lust for a mate for so long,\" he spoke\ncalmly. \"No matter. I have the whole night ahead of me, and I'm going to spend\nevery minute of it in your presence. I'm going to mate you, and fill you with\nthe love and happiness you longed for all these years.\"\nAva pressed herself tighter onto his crotch. She really\nwanted more, and Chris had every intention to spoil her to the point of\nexhaustion. \nHe mated her five times that night, thrice with his fingers,\nonce with his tongue, and the last time with his member. Ava was in bliss. She\nswam around her tank for half an hour to spend her excess energy while Chris\ndozed off on the edge of the pool. He had the sense to cover himself with his\nclothes before falling asleep, even though that didn't help as much as he\nanticipated. Like last time, he woke to Mindy's inquisitive stare, and to an embarrassing\nmorning erection. \n\"Looks like our resident shark isn't the only one who's\nhappy,\" Mindy crouched on her knees. \"Spill the beans now. C'mon.\"\n\"Mindy...\" Chris groaned as he pulled himself up on his bum,\npiling his white short sleeved shirt on top of his poking member. \"What do you\nwant me to say?\"\n\"Everything! Tell me how they feel. Tight? Hot? Better than\na woman?\"\nChris scratched his head. \"Ugh, really? Are we doing this\nnow?\"\n\"Best moment there is, Chris. Don't forget that you owe me,\nand I'm not talking about employer-employee sex. Gosh that would be gross.\"\n\"Hah, thank you!\" Chris chuckled. \"Glad to hear you've such\na high opinion of me.\"\nShe shrugged. \"You know what I mean,\" she said, leaning her\nhead closer to his lips, then tilting just enough to present one of her ears.\n\"An order of sexy shark encounters, please. And make it long.\"\nChris knew he had no way out of this. With a heavy sigh, he\ncrossed his legs and waved for Mindy to sit next to him. \"Might get yourself\ncomfortable. This is going to last quite a bit.\"\nShe dropped on the ground with a large grin. \"Oh, I kinda\nlike lasting climaxes. So, how did it start?\"\nWith several innocent attempts at playing, adorable rubs,\nhugs, and cuddling. Chris went in detail about the intimate encounters, leaving\nnothing out. From the moistened heat of her walls to the shuddering spasm of\nher orgasm, Chris told Mindy everything about the climactic bliss that oozed\nout of him at the peak of his pleasure. Ava ate his seed with gusto, drawing it\ndeep inside her womb before she started poking and rubbing and being a lovely\npest. \nMindy's eyes became progressively wider as Chris continued\nwith his other tales. She gasped when his story finished, rearranging her legs\nin quite the bizarre way. \n\"Uhm...yeah. Fascinating. Maybe you should write a book about\nit.\"\n\"Definitely,\" Chris looked away. Mindy was obviously\naroused, from a story he told. Getting his boss horny with an interspecies\nmating was not what normal people did, and even Chris felt a tad exposed for\nbeing so loose with this subject. \n\"I'll take my leave then.\"\n\"So soon?\" Chris asked, still looking away.\n\"I have a loaded day. Chris?\"\nHe shuddered when her hand met his shoulder. \n\"Bit jumpy.\"\n\"Just cold,\" he smiled apologetically. \"Anything else I can\ndo for you?\"\n\"Nah. Just be yourself,\" Mindy patted his neck for a few\nseconds before her hand pulled back. \"Catch ya later!\"\nChris watched her leave on those clacking sandals of hers.\n\"Ehm, Mindy?\"\n\"Hmh?\" she turned around.\n\"I need another night here. There's a surprise I'm planning\nfor you. A big one.\"\n\"Room's yours. Any room,\" she empathized with a smile. \"Just\ndon't run naked on the corridors. We got cameras there, and while I'm sure your\nbum is in good shape, the rest of the staff won't think highly of such...\"\n\"Perversion?\"\n\"Meant to say courage, or excitement, but whatevs,\" Mindy\nshook her head. \"Have fun with your females. Gosh, I loved to see Ava today.\nShe's never been this happy in years. Your charms work, Mr Cargo Pants. Keep it\nup!\"\nChris smiled to himself as her rambling voice went farther\nand farther from him. Mindy was such a sweetheart. She definitely deserved a\nbit of love as well. Chris thought a bit on that topic as he dressed in his clothes\nand headed to Private Tank nr 3B, or as he knew it, Flow's home. \nHe found the dolphin jumping and slapping the water with her\ntail as soon as she saw him. Chris unburdened himself from his clothes and\njumped straight in. Flow embraced him with her fins as soon as that happened.\n\"H-hey!\" Chris hugged her tight. \"I missed you too, girl.\nMissed your...ghah. You're being extra feisty this morning.\"\nFlow cackled happily, humping harder and faster into Chris'\ncrotch. She almost got herself penetrated on his cock if Chris didn't take\nhimself inside his own hand. His throat erupted with a mighty groan when that\nhappened. His own hand was rough and cold unlike the dolphin's heated\nsanctuary.\n\"Can't. We can't. Not now,\" Chris said, jaws tense, eyebrows\nlocked in a mean frown. His sweetheart wasn't the type to relent. She rubbed\nher slit against his knuckles, working the hard flesh lining her walls into\noverdrive.\n \"Flow, stop it.\nPlease. They'll see!\"\nShe didn't listen. \nChris bit his inner cheek, unlatched his fingers, then\ndelved deep into Flow's eager slit. The female thrust savagely against the\npiercing force. In the span of a second, Chris slid all the way inside. Flow\nwas dripping wet down there. Squirts of liquid heat gushed out from her\ncavernous depth, gooey and thick. She must have lusted for him for hours, to be\nso heated and lubricated. Flow nibbled and rubbed around his chest, pressing\nherself tighter against his body.\nChris hugged her with his available arm and worked quickly\nwith the other. He twisted and scratched, caressed and poked, aiming for a\nquick and satisfying orgasm. In her aroused state, it didn't take long at all\nfor Flow to spill her desire. She shuddered and shook, maw erupting with\nblissful wails. Spurt after spurt of female liquescence washed over Chris' half\nnumb fingers. He flexed tightly, then bloomed inside the female's clamping\nwalls, stretching her with mind numbing jolts. Flow enjoyed that immensely,\njudging by how desperately she humped into the caressing hand. Once her orgasm\nlessened, Chris pumped in and out of her slit, driving her into another\nblissful frenzy before she finally calmed down. \n\"Liked that?\" he kissed her nose repeatedly. \"How much? Kiss\nme sweetly, dear.\"\nFlow poked his lips, again and again, bristling with\necstasy. \nChris slowly pulled back from her flesh. The water's cold\ntouch was unpleasant to his skin, yet quite welcomed by the thumping pain that\nwracked his joints. Pleasuring a dolphin was by no means a simple task.\n\"We're going to visit someone today, Flow. A shark. I know\nyou have your own reservations regarding their species, but this one is kind,\nand warm, and cute. You should see her tail. It's like...huge, like this!\" Chris\nspread his arms apart, nodding happily.\nFlow shook her head and slapped her tail at the mention of\nanother female, making Chris smile all the brighter. \n\"What, you jealous?\" he poked her nose. \"You've got no\nreason to be. I assure you.\"\nFlow thrust her slimy nose into his lips, hard enough to\npush past his teeth, and straight inside his mouth. \n\"Ngmmm. Phlow...geth....jhlust....\"\nIt was pointless. Fins wrapped around his body, eyes fixed\non him, Flow made her point quite clear. She was his, and he was hers, no\nmatter what. \nChris tongue tickled her nose and even grazed at it. Nothing\nworked against the stubborn Flow until he sought her slit once again. A bit of\nprodding around her most sensitive parts made her throat burst with a hearty\nwhistle. Chris took advantage of the distraction. He launched himself back,\nthen fought off Flow's persistent kissing attempts as she tried to re-assert\nher dominance.\n\"Listen. Flow. Please listen. I'm begging you for crying out\nloud!\" \nThe words failed to get to her for a while. Only after his\nskin became flushed and his arms burned with fatigue she relented from her\nassault. \n\"Finally,\" Chris reached to grab her dorsal fin, and stroke\nher neck with the other. \"I don't know why you're so freaking stubborn. Do you\nwant to be the best in show or not?\"\nFlow dipped her head, slapping the water hard enough to pelt\nboth their bodies with translucent drops.\n\"Good. That's what I'm talking about. We'll show them how\nbeautiful and graceful you are, but to do so we need another contestant. Pairs\nof two. That's the secret. And no. Don't look at me with those sweet eyes. I'm\nonly training you,\" Chris tickled her nose. \"Trainers stay out of the pool. You\nwill remain inside with Ava. That's the shark I am going to introduce you to.\"\nFlow looked the other way. She wasn't terribly enthusiastic\nabout this joint venture. Maybe she had her reasons to. Perhaps sharks were\nmean to her in the past. As much as Chris wanted to spend more time convincing\nher, he simply lacked the time. \nAfter he enflamed her happiness with a reinvigorating\nmassage, Chris led Flow through the winding tubes connecting each tank. Metal\ndoors separated them. It was more practical to move one resident from one tank\nto the other during the cleaning procedures or contests. That made Chris' job\neasier. He still had to get out and manually open the hatches, but it took only\na few minutes to get to Ava's tank instead of a couple of hours. \nChris stopped before hatch 7S, tracing the shark symbol\nunder Flow's inquisitive gaze. He looked at her, nodded his head, then pointed\nup. Flow led him to the water's surface for a quick breath of air.\n\"Almost there. Do you promise to behave?\"\nShe nodded her head quickly and dived back down. Chris hit\nthe button. The door blasted open. He extended a hand towards Flow's dorsal\nfin, yet she surged out of his reach with impossible speed. Chris cursed,\ngetting a mouthful of water in the process. He clamped his mouth shut and\nstarted forward, to the shark that retreated into the furthest corner of her\ntank at the sight of the invading dolphin. \nChris pushed himself forward. He kicked the water, grabbed\nand pulled, cursing the limitations posed by his human body. Flow didn't only\ncorner Ava. She circled around her, poking different parts of her body in a\nmocking challenge to get her to defend herself.\nChris frowned and pushed through the water's surface. \"Flow.\nFlow, stop! She's a friend. Don't be the mean bully nobody likes!\" \nThe sound of his voice brushed away Ava's lassitude. She\ndived under Flow, using her powerful tail to outrace her on the way to her\nfavorite human. Chris extended his arms, grabbing onto her for only a fickle\nsecond. Flow grabbed Ava by the tail, pulling her back, then hugged Chris for\nherself. Ava wasn't going to let this be. She slapped her tail into the water,\nthen attacked Flow with sharp prods of her pointy nose. \n\"Girls, please. Don't fight over me. There's enough Chris\nfor both of you!\"\nLike they listened. They took the fight away from Chris as\nsoon as he tried splitting them apart. He helplessly watched how they circled\naround the tank, like predator and prey. Sometimes Flow had the advantage.\nOther times, Ava's smaller constitution allowed her to land the most blows. One\nthing was certain. Chris hated seeing them argue like starved puppies over a\nmeal.\n\"A meal...\" he mumbled. He scrambled out of the tank. The fish\nbucket was just around the corner. Chris lunged for it, then threw it over his\nhead. A pile of fish fell into the water, distracting the bantering females. \n\"Lunch time!\" Chris dived back in. Flow and Ava took their\nconflict into a feeding frenzy, competing over who ate the most fish. Chris\nsmiled wickedly at that. \n\"Tasty, right? Would be a real shame to feed you minnows\ninstead of these tasty groupers. And that's what I'm going to do, if you two\nkeep arguing. I am going to keep all these fishies for myself. That's right. No\nmore tasty meals for either of you.\"\nHis two girls might have been busy gorging themselves, yet\nonce the fishies disappeared down their throats, they became a lot more\nreceptive to Chris' words. Taking a side each, they split the human between\nthemselves, each nosing, rubbing, and enjoying a hand and foot each. \n\"See? You can work together if you put differences aside.\nWhy fight, when you can just reap the pleasure?\"\nThey both slapped the water eagerly at the mention of\npleasure, bringing a wicked smile on Chris' face. It was time to put his plan\ninto action. With each hand he delved under their smooth bellies, rubbing\nplayfully until he approached their respective genders. Flow whistled\ngleefully, showing off her easily excitable nature. Ava lacked such noisy\ndisplay, though her swishing tail and her jerking fins made up for that. No\nmatter what species they were, both of them craved for what was to come. \nChris slowly penetrated their respective slits. Flow's\nmuscles clamped as soon as he entered. She sucked him in with eager spasms,\nrubbing into his chest, while Ava created ripples under the water's surface.\nHer fins shook, her tail trembled, and her muscles quivered violently. In the\nspan of a few seconds, she loosened her bliss, pumping out wave after wave of\ncloudy spurts into the clear water.\n\"Ghh. So fast...\" Chris circled and pushed into her oozing\nvent. He wanted to prolong her climax as long as he could, yet he never thought\nFlow might take an interest in the shark's blissful ordeal. She slithered her\nnose through the cloudy haze, advancing slowly until she met Chris' pumping\nfingers.\n\"Leave her. You're going...going to get bitten.\"\nFlow wasn't the kind to let go. Her inquisitive nose poked\nand prodded around the shark's squirming walls. She must have enjoyed the heat,\nthe smell or the taste, for her own muscles started into an uncontrollable fit\nof pure bliss. \nFlow pulled apart just before she climaxed, leaving Chris\nbewildered and dazed by her bizarre attitude. Instead of enjoying her well\nearned share, Flow slid above Ava's still form. She aligned herself almost\nperfectly with her smaller cousin, advancing with slow, measured movements of\nher tail until her vent kissed Ava's dorsal fin. It was smooth, tapered, and\njust the right size for a horny dolphin's slit. With a sharp plunge, Flow\nimpaled herself down. Ava panicked. She pumped her tail with four strong\nstrokes, surging away from Chris in an instant.\n\"What the... is she...? No. That's not happening. That is not\nhappening!\" Chris mumbled as he watched Flow soak the water with her orgasmic\nfluids. Ava allowed her to hump her back for a couple of spurts, then rolled\nover, meeting the dolphin belly to belly. Their fins grabbed at one another and\ntheir tails entwined, slapping furiously with an up and down motion. \nChris' mouth hung. They were humping each other, slapping\ntheir slits against one another in the frenzied display of sheer bliss. Flow's\nclimax kept going strong, and Ava certainly enjoyed the heated treat. Chris bit\ninto a clenched fist. This was unbelievably hot; to see two females sharing\ntheir most intimate fluids. \nOnce Flow spent herself, she swam alongside Ava. The two\nnosed and rubbed against each other, touching fins, tails, noses. Nothing\nremained shrouded in mystery, not even their tails. Flow found a clever use for\nAva's exquisitely long tail. She deliberately trailed behind to push herself\ninto that hard shark appendage. She took half the length in a single thrust. To\nmake things better, Ava swished her tail while half of it was still inside\nFlow, rubbing her flesh hard and fast. \n\"She's gonna cum,\" Chris mumbled as his rock hard member\nbobbed in the lukewarm water, begging to be inside something as warm and wet as\nFlow's slit. \"Fuck, she's gonna cum again.\"\nHe wasn't wrong. A few thrusts was all it took for Flow to\nspill herself for the third time. She poked her snout through the water's\nsurface, crying out her shuddering bliss. Ava jerked her tail up, thrusting\nlike a needy male inside Flow's spasming walls, increasing her wails to an\nunbearably high pitch. \nFlow rolled mid climax, unable to withstand such tremendous\npleasure. As soon as she did that, Ava came above her to hump her dorsal fin\nand get her own release. She might have been small and lazy, yet pleasure was a\nwild ride for any living being, no matter the species. Flow's fertile scent\nawakened Ava's lust. She desperately thrust into anything she found, be it a\ndorsal fin, a normal fin, or a tail. Flow pushed Ava against a wall and rammed\nnose-first into her slit. She rubbed, and thrust, and jerked around, causing\nthe smaller shark to tremble with elation.\nChris swam closer, arriving just in time to witness Ava's\nbursting climax. Spears of milky fluid shot from her slit. Some entered Flow's trembling\nmaw, while others expanded and faded into the water. \n\"She's eating her... Flow's eating her pussy... and I get to\nwatch...\"\nChris counted himself the luckiest man on the planet. He was\nprobably the first man to ever witness this behavior. Although he was severely\ntempted to join the feast with either a tongue or a finger, he allowed the two\ngirls to finish their business. Ava's climax tapered with short bursts. Flow\nstill rubbed around, coaxing a few more weaker spurts before Ava's tight slit\nsealed shut. \nFlow pulled back. With enough room to maneuver, the gleeful\nshark rounded her dolphin friend, touching her with obvious affection. \nChris smiled at the display. He was happy to see how\neffective pleasure was at bonding the two of them, yet at the same time his\nerection gave him a pounding problem. Watching his beloved mates spill\nthemselves right before his eyes brought Chris helplessly close to the edge of\ndelight. His crotch felt so tense, almost ready to spill the great burden\nwelling behind his rock hard shaft. \nHe shook his head, swimming towards the dolphins. \"Alright,\nyou two. Who's up for playing catch?\"\nAva was. Chris's eyes widened. His arms grabbed around her\nmiddle, failing to stop her curious nose from poking around his sensitive head.\n\"H-hey. That's not...it's not a very good game, is it?\"\nTo a needy female, mating was the best game there ever was.\nAva didn't stop until she pushed the foreskin over the bulging head. Chris\nwinced when she touched around it. Her delicate nose felt less inviting than\nher walls. \n\"Done exploring?\" \nAva pulled back. Chris sighed with relief, then gasped when\nFlow took her place. She too did her fair share of exploring, touching his\ncock, poking into his balls, and ramming her nose up his butt. Chris slapped\nthe water, cursing out loud. \n\"Sheesh. Just...lets play. I need to train both of you for the\ncontest,\" he mumbled while Flow slid between his legs. \"It's really important\nto me. More important than...gah,\" Chris coughed, scrunching his eyes shut.\n\"It's...mrfff...it's warm. It's...\"\nHe looked down to see what felt so damn good, and came face\nto face with Flow's clattering snout. She touched the human on his lips with\nthe tip of her nose. Chris hugged her, kissing her sweetly. \n\"I love you too, girl. I-\"\nHis breath stuck in his throat. With a single jerk, Flow's\nperfectly aligned body caused his member to sink inside her heated folds. \n\"Ghmmmm!\" the human's throat erupted with a feral growl. His\nsensitive cock was not made to be squeezed so harshly upon penetration. Flow\nwasn't even moving that much. Her muscles did all the work, pounding against\neach other and slapping their oozing flesh against Chris' trapped member.\n\"So good. Feels so freaking good,\" he whispered as he kissed\nhis mate over and over again. \nAva circled them both. She wanted a taste of affection, yet\nshe didn't know where to fit until Chris wriggled his open arms. \n\"C'mere. Big hug.\"\nFlow whistled in his ear, almost deafening him. Chris' eyes\nshot open when his balls slammed against Flow's slit, thanks to the hard shove\nthat followed. His member went all the way in, and his hands tightened their\ngrip around the new arrival. Ava pressed herself tight onto Flow's back, making\nher way towards the human's chest. \nChris hugged them both in a fierce embrace and held onto\nthem for dear life. She loved his females a lot more than he loved himself.\nThat's why, even in the throes of his pleasure, he snuck his fingers inside\nAva's clamping slit. He found her warm and eager to be penetrated. \nChris thrust, first with his cock, then with his hand. He\nwished he had two cocks to mate them at the same time. Spill his seed into both\ntheir wombs. Show them just how much they meant to him. Yet that wasn't\npossible, so he kept pounding into Flow's squirming pussy, heating up her song\nwhile his fingers expertly wriggled inside the shark's narrow walls. \nHis blood heated so much that even the surrounding water\nfelt warm. With a feral cry, Chris loosened himself into Flow's passage. He\nshot his seed strong and fast, emptying his balls into his mate's milking\ncaress. Flow thrust into his crotch to quicken the flow of seed, encouraging\nAva to do the same. Chris pounded, and grabbed and scratch, feeling the shark's\nheated jets upon his numb fingers.\nShe came. They all did. With his eyes sealed shut, his arms\nfirmly wrapped around his sweetest females, and his spurting cock washed by\nwaves of overflowing heat, Chris rode the waves of bliss until his member ran\ndry. Even then, he remained inside, dozing off to the sweet song and the warmth\nof his mates. \nHe woke up a bit later, going about his schedule as\npromised. Flow and Ava worked wonderfully together. Chris trained them until\nnight fell. That's when he mated Ava, rewarding her with his hot essence while\nhe pleasured flow with his fingers. She was a bit jealous of the strings of cum\nescaping through the shark's slit, but Chris offered Flow no reason to remain\nthat way. After a tender group hug, they each parted ways. Flow and Ava\nremained in their tank, while Chris returned to his home for the first time in\nthree days.\nLars answered the door. \n\"Dude, where the fuck have you been?\"\n\"Working,\" Chris said, peeking around the corners. \"Mind if\nI enter?\"\n\"Yeah. I do mind,\" Lars approached, smug as ever. \"I need to\nask again, or am I going to get a bullshit lie from you?\"\n\"I was at the aquarium, Lars. Jeez. Just look at my freaking\nclothes.\"\n\"Thug clothes, yo. Makes everyone with half a brain\nsuspicious. Mom was worried sick. Thought you went out with some gangsters to\nmake real stacks.\"\nChris scoffed at how ridiculous that sounded. \n\"Don't you 'peh' at me, water boy.\"\n\"What do you want me to do, then? I can't even enter my\nfreaking house!\" \n\"Oh, you can,\" Lars stepped aside. \"We can't keep the new IT\nguy out of his crib.\"\nChris froze. He slowly turned around to Lars' stupid grin\nand stupider head bobs. \n\"Yep. I mad you a man. Got you a real job, bro.\"\n\"Wh-what?\" \nLars slapped his arm harder. \"I got some idiot framed and\nfired. You got his job. Buckle up. You're starting tomorrow.\"\nHe left, just like that, leaving Chris more confused than he\nwas in his entire life. \n\"Lars. Lars!\"\nNo answer. Chris climbed the stairs to his room, opened the\ndoor, and pointed a finger at his brother's dumb smile. \"I'm not working for\nyou.\"\n\"That's what they all say, bro. Chill. It's easy money. I\ntook care of you.\"\n\"That's the point. I don't need your help, your advice, or\nyour shity job!\"\n\"The fuck was that?\" Lars got onto his feet, scratching his\nhead. \"The fuck did I hear, bro?\"\nChris took a step back. A surge of apprehension washed\nthrough his body, and he was quite sure that had to do with Lars' bulging arms,\nand the way he crossed them over his muscular chest. \n\"I'm...I'm happy with my job, Lars. I don't earn fat stacks,\nbut I'm happy. I love-\"\nHis words disappeared with the thunderclap of an almighty\nslap. Chris' head slammed into the door's frame, hard enough to disorientate\nhim for a few seconds. \n\"You love what?\" Lars had his big hand around his throat in\nan instant. \"Say it again, bro. I dare you. I double dare you, motherfucker!\" \n\"The dolphins,\" Chris struggled to speak. \"I love the dolphins.\nAnd my boss. She-\"\nAnother slap whipped his face from one side to the other,\nsharper than a whip's sting. \n\"Your life is HERE. Your future is HERE! You are going to\nget the IT job, or I'm gonna get violent,\" Lars pointed with a finger right\nbetween Chris' scared little eyes.\nChris nodded. \"I'll get it,\" he whispered. \"Just...I'll get\nit. I promise.\"\nLars smiled. \"Good. That's good,\" he pulled his hand back.\n\"You know it's the right choice. Father always-\"\nHe was too stupid and proud to expect a retaliation. Chris\nsummoned all the strength he had inside his fist, smashing it into his\nbrother's crotch.\n\"Ghloooaaaah!\" Lars' words mingled into a storm of groans\nand screams as he collapsed on the ground in a ball of misery and pain. \n\"Never call me brother again. Keep your job. Earn your\nmoney. Pay your debts, but keep me out of this,\" Chris snarled. \"Now, if you'll\nexcuse me, I have a contest to win.\"\nChris rushed down the stairs like a storm. He didn't get the\nsavings he stashed inside the lapdragon statue, nor he bothered collecting\ntrifles and clothes. Everything he needed waited for him at the aquarium. With\ntwo loving females, a supportive boss, and plenty of friendly colleagues, Chris\nalready had the best life a man could earn. \nAnd money were not part of that equation.\n***END NOTES***Lars is such a bastard, isn't he? He thinks he knows better\nthan everyone and actively manipulates those around him. Good thing Chris has\nbetter places to spend his time at. He really has a great life at his job, in\nthat regard living many people's dreams. \nDo you guys think he'll win the competition? Or will Lars\ntakes his revenge on Chris and get in the way of his happiness?\nLet me know what you think in the comments! And, as always, please don't forget to: \nFav if you read it\nVote if you liked it\nComment if you're feeling awesome\n\n"}