{"sf1_id":942171,"sf2_id":"ZmMX5lep","title":"Out with A Splash","author":"Wolfin","words":376,"posted_at":"2015-12-07T18:36:00.000Z","tags":["Body-swap","Dolphin","Female","Gender","Hospital","Identity","Male","aquarium","aquatic","combination","connection","water"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/942171-out-with-a-splash","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZmMX5lep","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/06/81/06810b91-8b21-49a3-83b6-5a2ac88806d4","description":"#1 of Short Stories\n\nThis story is the way-laid result of a writing exercise that \"failed\". Instead of completing the exercise I ended up with this story instead. I hope you enjoy!","content":" **Download:** \u0026nbsp;[ibooks](https://wolfin.me/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/ibook-Out-With-A-Splash.ibooks)\u0026nbsp;(Mac, iOS),\u0026nbsp;[mobi](https://wolfin.me/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Out-With-A-Splash-Jeffery-Core.mobi)\u0026nbsp;(Kindle),\u0026nbsp;[epub](https://wolfin.me/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/ebook-Out-With-A-Splash.epub)\u0026nbsp;(Nook, Kobo, Android),\u0026nbsp;[pdf](https://wolfin.me/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/ebook-Out-With-A-Splash.pdf)\u0026nbsp;(All Others)\n\nShe glanced over her day pass, walking past the turnstiles and shoving the pass along with her hands into her pockets. She walked gingerly on the slippery wet leaves covering the walkway.\u0026nbsp;Milling in among the few hundred park visitors who were there for the same event, she kept her eyes fixed on her goal. She was there, for a different reason. She pulled a dolphin medallion from her pocket and turned it over it her hand.\n\nIt glowed soft orange.\n\n\"That's right Marty, you can do it...\"\n\n#\n\nShadows formed on the floor of the pool as the sun shone through the steel catwalk above. Marty circled in the warm shallow water, studying the walls around him. Had it always been this small?\n\nHe bumped against his reflection on the far side of the pool and looked at himself. He was anxious, panicked even as he felt trapped in the tight confines. How did he end up here?\n\n\"And now our star?\" A woman's voice echoed through the water as he dove to the bottom of the pool and prepared to swim to the top. He didn't remember why he did anymore, just that there was a nice woman with a fish somewhere out there.\n\nMaybe he could ask her what was going on.\n\nHe broke the surface as dozens of people gasped. He was headed directly toward a young woman in a tight-fitting uniform. She was on the edge of the pool. He was flying out of it.\n\nHe remembered nothing else. Nothing after feeling her soft body being pushed back by his. Nothing after feeling both of them connect with the textured plastic around the outside the pool.\n\nNothing until she opened her eyes in the emergency room.\n\n#\n\n\"Miss Trenan?\" Asked a woman dressed in colorful but ill-fitting clothes.\n\nYes? She'd meant to say, instead she groaned and felt pain coursing through her body.\n\n\"You've been in an accident, but you're going to be okay.\" The nurse paused and looked at her.\n\nShe tried forming words again but her mouth felt wrong, all she could succeed in doing was making a high-pitched squeak that left the nurse wide eyed.\n\n\"We're going to run a few more tests.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Short Stories","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2049116-horsegirl.json"}}