Dolphin Beach (Anthro Dolphin TFTG)
Jerry, a sailor, is saved by a she-dolphin when his ship gets wrecked during a storm. Things get wet and steamy quickly.
Crack!
Jerry fell flat on his ass. Lightning broke the sky in half right in front of him, and the thunder came more quickly than he was comfortable with. He tried to stand up, but it felt like he was upside down so he fell again. The boat was rocking like a toy, the ocean was the bathtub.
"Oi, get your ass up, Jerry, and grab those ropes." The captain shouted. On instinct Jerry responded immediately. He got to his knees and wobbled to his feet, took two steps in the right direction, then fell to his knees again. All around the captain's crew, were shouting.
"I said get up, are you going to..." The captain yelled, but Jerry couldn't possibly pay attention. The largest wave he'd ever seen in his life was right behind the captain and with a mighty crash, it descended upon the boat; Jerry hoped then the unforgiving sea would show some mercy and take his life quickly.
For a full agonizing minute, everything was dark and cold and Jerry wondered if hell wasn't a fiery lake after all and more of a cold stormy sea.
By some miracle, Jerry was still on the boat when the wave finished. His body was tangled in the heavy ropes he'd gone to retrieve for the captain, just moments before the goliath wave. The boat was in pieces and sinking fast and he watched Clyde jump overboard.
After some struggle, Jerry managed to set himself free from the ropes before the ocean could gobble him up. He jumped into the water and the familiar dark coldness came over him.
Jerry could hear his friends all around in between the crashing sounds of violent waves. But he could also hear many eerier high pitched squeals and clicks and they sounded closer than his friends.
"Oi." Jerry shouted. "Oiiii!" He called louder trying to get a group together, but a wave pulled him under before he could shout again. When he managed to pull himself up, he was face to face with a dolphin. Its muzzle stuck halfway out of the ocean, blowing a small bit of water out of the hole on top of its head as it breathed.
Jerry's heart stopped and he was surprised then he didn't have a heart attack from the cold water which lowered his core body temperature. He'd seen dolphins before, but never this close. The dolphin was inches away from his face and staring, inching closer with a long smile on its curved snout.
He heard some of his friends in the distance, but they were being silenced one by one and he assumed they were being taken by the ocean. The more his friends were silenced, the more clicks and squeals he heard.
It seemed like only a split second he'd closed his eyes to blink, but when his opened them again, the dolphin was right up to him. It opened its mouth wide open, clicking and squeaking in his face, showing off long slender rows of sharp white teeth.
Before Jerry could scream, a wave pulled him under again. Or at least he thought it was a wave. As it turned out, the dolphin had pulled him under and was keeping him under.
Jerry squirmed and thrashed, but the dolphin seemed to control his body, moving him and holding him in place. But how?
Before Jerry blacked out, he noticed that the dolphin had arms that gripped him tightly and noted a lack of thumbs. The last thing Jerry felt then was the cold ocean against his back and the warm rubbery and soft bosom of the strangely female dolphin.
Jerry woke up and immediately coughed up water from his lungs as he dug his hands into the wet sand. Sand, he thought. Sand! But that was as far as his mind could register safety, his whole world was still spinning from the ocean. At least it wasn't raining anymore; it seemed that the storm had finally moved on.
Still, Jerry didn't get much of a chance to clear his head. Something pulled at his waist which made him cough up more water. The same something pulled at his waist again and he fell to the right onto a familiar warm and rubbery mass.
"Cli~ck Cli~ck" The female dolphin said, nuzzling the wet man.
Jerry was too exhausted from nearly drowning to pull away and instead just laid on top of the she-dolphin for a while. Her body felt warm to the touch, but her skin was all rubbery and it made a squeaking noise against his body when he moved even a little.
Jerry had heard tales of mermaids, but only one or two stories about the hybrid dolphin race that saved his life. More dolphin than human, they used to say. The stories were always about the females for some reason, most said they were beautiful beyond compare if you'd been lucky enough to spot one.
Jerry found the energy to push up his weary body. The she-dolphin seemed to like this very much and moved so that Jerry could kneel just above her wide hips.
The she-dolphin was indeed beautiful beyond compare, gorgeous really. She laid there completely naked, large ample breasts that contoured perfectly with the rest her body. Her neck was long and slender, her eyes bright and knowing even though most of it was completely filled with pupil better adjusted for seeing underwater. But her smile! That crooked dolphin smile of hers was neither sinister nor evil; it was a kind smile, it was a happy smile, but it was most of all a loving smile.
"Cli~ck" The she-dolphin said. It was like a high pitched squeal.
The air was thick of the smell of sea; fish, seaweed, sand, even the air had its own unique sea smell. Jerry loved the smell of the sea, almost as much as he loved woman. He was a fisherman, mind and body, and the she-dolphin was playing to all his sensibilities that turned him on, at least for now. The dolphin smelled like the sea and had the form of a beautiful, full and ripe woman. A match made in heaven.
Jerry's body felt weak, so despite his sudden horniness, he started to lower himself back down to rest, but the she-dolphin stopped him from doing that. She pushed her hand against his chest with her strong arm, toned from swimming, and rubbed at one of her hard nipples with the only three fingers she had on attached to that hand.
"Cli~ck Cli~ck Cli~ck" The she-dolphin called again with a high pitched squeal, the message clear for Jerry. He felt what she was saying and he liked what he heard.
"Cli~ck" The she-dolphin said one more, lower her head a little, she showed off her eyes. They were batting him, and Jerry was up on the plate.
Jerry swallowed hard, his body like a dizzy and sore rock from being tossed around at sea, but he could still feel his own need growing at how needy this she-dolphin was acting.
"God's body, you are beautiful." Jerry managed to say with a sputter and a cough. He placed a hand on her breast, felt her hard rubbery nipple between his fingers and admired how supple and soft her cup felt in the palm of his hand. They almost sang to him, with the way they squeaked when he rubbed them and the dolphin joined in on the chorus; adding her own lusting dolphin clicks into the sweet music.
"Cli~ck Cli~ck" The dolphin chirped again. She arched her back, thrusting her hips into Jerry's pelvis, her hands raking at the wet sand just to her sides.
Jerry could smell the thick musk of the ocean all around him, the sight of the beautiful and needy she-dolphin below him, and his own twitched need in his pants; it was lighting up his brain with thoughts of pure lust and please. He was already hard, very hard, which gave him the needed energy to slip down his cargo pants far enough to free his cock from his underwear.
The next thing Jerry knew, he was positioning himself and the she-dolphin seemed really happy about this. She pushed her legs out wide and chirped over and over again for Jerry to continue.
"Oh" Jerry groaned loudly, she was begging for it. He could actually see her begging for it. By the land, the seas and god's body; she was begging for it hard, begging for him.
On the very edge of losing all self-restraint, Jerry shifted downwards and groped at her feminine lips with growing fascination. She was like every woman he'd ever been with, only her mound was more rounded and her lips were rubbery. The way she arched her back at his teasing hands made him wonder just how badly she needed to be filled with his seed.
Jerry slid his cock inside the she-dolphin with a shudder and started to thrust ever so slowly. Her hole was tight and it made soft, pleasant, squeaky noises with each thrust of his pelvis. Her body was completely curved like a good woman should be without being unhealthy, which only added to his lust as he picked up the pace of his thrusting.
The she-dolphin clicked and whined for more, which clearly indicated to Jerry that this was her wish all along. Her large thick fin tail splashed in the wet sand behind him with glee, when Jerry picked up the pace. It was like she wanted him to be rough with her and made sure he was committed by folding her large fin under his feet and over the top of his back.
By this point, Jerry was not a soft lover anyway. He was a wild man filled with lust over this she-dolphin who smelled so pleasantly of the sea. He treated her as she was; a female to be seeded by a real man, female who needed to be impregnated and filled with babies, a female who needed to be bred and filled by him.
Jerry made rough love to her for what seemed like hours; thrusting slow, thrusting fast, bodies a tangle of sweat, ocean water and beach sand. He didn't know where he got all the energy from, but he was glad it was there!
Because by the time Jerry felt his orgasm coming on, he was already having the best sex of his male life. Never before had he cum with so much passion, so much lust, and so much pleasure. It was beautiful and perfect and he was so very tired.
Jerry fell asleep in the arms of his she-dolphin mate, their bodies still tangled together in their heat of passion.
The sun peeked over the ocean and struck the water with a radiant glow. Unlike last night, the waves were gentle and the wind was light and warm.
But Jerry hardly noticed because he'd been staring at the strange alien she-dolphin creature for the last ten minutes. It was the kind of shock that kept on coming, he tried to move, but his body would not let him. He just could not believe that last night had actually happened.
I had been a really good dream and he still remembered and felt it as being the best sex of his life. But, now it was all too real. There was a she-dolphin, a hybrid between dolphin first and woman second, and he could not believe that he actually slept with her last night.
Jerry shivered nervously as the she-female dolphin was starting to wake up. He should run, leave now! He should run and forget that this ever happened.
Jerry stood and immediately fell flat on his face on the first step. He took a face full of gritty sand, and then spit it out as he attempted to run again, only to fall back on his face. He tried to see if he tripped on a shell or something, but there was nothing around. Something was wrong with his boots; they felt stuck and twisted around his feet in all the wrong ways.
The she-dolphin was awake now; the first thing she did was rub her belly. She clicked with delight, obviously thinking about something good, at least until her eyes met Jerry and she realized that he was trying to run away.
Jerry grew fearful. He quickly pulled up his shorts and slipped his buckle onto the first loop before taking off inland. He surprised himself by how fast he could run even though his feet throbbed and his world still spun.
The she-dolphin chased after Jerry, but only for a brief moment. When she knew she would be unable to catch him she called and clicked longingly after him. The sound reminded Jerry of the night before and all that wonderful, passionate, hazy, and lustful sex. It made him hard just thinking about it, despite how utterly wrong it was. Sex with a dolphin? What was the matter with him!
Jerry leaned and caught his breath against a nearby coconut tree when he reached the tree line. When he was sure that the she-dolphin was out of sight, he collapsed at the base of the tree and wiped his brow. Odd, he should be sweating he thought, but his hand didn't collect a single drop.
Jerry didn't think much of it because he had more immediate problems with his feet. He wondered if he broke something down there during the storm last night because they felt all puffy and swollen in his boots.
Actually, Jerry kind of felt that way all over. His hips were sore like a bruise and felt bigger than normal, the single loop he'd tied during his escape was sufficient to keep his pants on, but it was usually three.
But first, Jerry took off a boot with some struggle; he practically had to cut them open, which was not good because he'd seemed to have lost his knife during the storm along with all his other gear actually. He was prepared to see a banged up foot beyond repair; being the sound and reasonable fisherman he was, he'd been prepared all his life to lose limbs doing the job he loved. But he was not prepared for this!
Jerry made a noise that was somewhere between a whine, a groan and a squeak of disbelief. His foot all the way up to his calf was all puffy, rubbery and took on a gray tone much like the she-dolphin.
"No." Jerry quickly took off the other boot, he didn't care how much it hurt or the damage he did to the boot itself to get it off.
"No. No. NO!" Jerry screamed, his other leg was much worse than his first. His other leg seemed to change before his eyes. A gray rubbery mass was crawling up his calf skin and consuming his leg up to his knee. He tried to fight it by pushing down on his knee but it continued to claw up his body slowly. It felt like ants up his legs, pins and needles, like his legs were just waking up rather than becoming something completely alien.
"God no." Jerry wanted to cry, but held back appropriately. Instead he started to undress in a panic, down to his underwear. Then when he was sure nobody was around to see him anyway, he took that off too.
Jerry despaired; there were changes all over his body. His hips were much too wide and his hard sailor abs had slimmed out completely giving his a flat stomach. His cock looked fine, but his balls looked much smaller than he remembered. He was willing to discount that though, because sex with the she-dolphin had really spent him. But then he noticed he had no hair around his cock and balls, no hair at all!
Jerry patted, groped and scanned his body frantically and noticed the same trend. Not a single hair left on him. The real shocker came when he patted his face, then the top of his head. No hair, no beard, his favorite features were disappearing.
"Please, no. What's happening to me? Why is this happening to me? Why me?" He shouted, not caring if anyone happened to hear. As if getting a proverbial slap of a response from the universe, he watched painfully as his cock and balls started to shrink right before his eyes.
Jerry tried to think of a woman and started to jerk off. In his panic, he thought if he could get his cock back up, the shrinking might stop, but instead it seemed to speed it up. No matter how hard he tried he could not think of a woman anyhow.
However, Jerry didn't stop jerking off. He had to hold, his balls were already so tiny and his dick was getting even smaller but it was oddly also more sensitive. But no matter how hard he tried to think about sex, he could not get his dick to respond the way he wanted it to respond.
"No please, no my manhood. Not my cock." Jerry made that noise again, somewhere between a whine, a groan and a click. It reminded him of the she-dolphin His tiny cock finally responded to his touches, it happened when he thought about... cock.
"No. I don't like cock. I don't like..." Jerry groaned because the thought of a large cock- like the one he used to have and wish he had back -was turning him on in ways he never thought possible. His tiny cock felt rock hard, but was actually limp as a noodle in his hand. It was very odd, but pleasurable and continued to shrink faster than ever before. His balls were completely disappeared into a hole under his dick; he knew this because he felt them. He felt them burrow deep into his body.
Jerry held on to the hope that his changes would revert until the last moment; the moment that his cock receded into a little nub of a clit on his now swollen female lips. Was this a nightmare?
"This island! It has to be this island." Jerry finally said aloud after when seemed like hours of feeling sorry for himself at his lost manhood. "If I can get off this cursed island, I bet that would fix everything."
He was already forming a plan in his mind as he headed to a different stretch of beach. He did not want to accidently run into the she-dolphin from before again, the one who had brought him to this cursed place.
Jerry scanned the trees for suitable raft wood, but all he saw were long tall coconut trees that would take forever to chop down without any tools. That was another thing; he would need some tools, at least a hatchet, some rope and maybe a tarp. But where was he going to find tarp? Or rope for that matter!
Things already seemed pretty hopeless, but were made worse when Jerry walked near and along the beach. From his position behind the coconut trees, he could see other she-dolphins everywhere. They stretched all the way down the beach as far as he could see with a dolphin here, and a dolphin there, all female. They were different in size and color, but for the most part all were beautiful and many he could see were very pregnant.
This made Jerry wondered where all the males were. He wished he could meet one because he wanted him...
Jerry shuddered and shook his head; he could not believe he was having such thoughts. He shouldn't be thinking about dolphins that way. He was human, he wanted a human male to lower him to the ground and rut him.
"Yes, that's it." Jerry thought as he started to fall to his knees, his hand already on the swollen nub he just moments ago detested.
"It feels so good." Jerry said with a whine as he rubbed into his clit in a circular motion. It made his new feminine lips twitch and suckle on a cock that wasn't there.
"No!" Jerry shouted suddenly realizing what he was doing. He stopped and stood back up.
"I will not think about sex right now. I'm a guy and I need to focus on getting off this island so I won't become a dolphin freak." Jerry grunted, but it came out as more of a womanly huff of displeasure. "I can think about men later, I have more important things to take care of."
He started down the tree line. He hoped he could find a secluded beach somewhere to do his work in peace. He had no such luck, however; no matter how far he walked- limped rather on his rubbery two toed feet that he still was not used to yet -there always seemed to be a she-dolphin around.
Moreover, Jerry's changes seemed to happen when he wasn't thinking about them. One moment he was resting his back against a tree, then the next moment, he was leaning against his own wide hips to rest, finding it the most comfortable way to rest.
Jerry would be scratching his chest one moment, but then the next thing he knew, he was rubbing at his own layer of soft rubbery dolphin skin, wishing he could get it wet or maybe just rub a little lotion on it even.
The transformations got more serious when Jerry felt himself start to walk more and more awkwardly, his weight shifting about to and fro. He groaned when he finally realized that he was growing a tail. Not some small tail either, his tail was growing thick and wide like his hips. It sat flush with his butt which only accentuated his changes to a more feminine body. He groped underneath his new large and heavy tail all the way down to his butt as he leaned down and wondered if he looked sexy with his tail so high in the air right now.
"God's body, no man will ever want to be with a freak like me." Jerry slapped himself for thinking about guys again. He couldn't help it, they were just so sexy. It made him feel funny inside, thinking about men, like they could somehow fill his growing emptiness.
In between the time he first looked at his thick growing tail and sorted out his thoughts. His tail had become huge and just as thick as his child bearing hips nearly all the way down to the tip where the knee of his new tail splayed out into two wide fins made for swimming fast under water.
"No, no. No!" He cursed to the heavens, he felt defeated, tired and hungry. He simply did not know what to do next at this point, so he did nothing for a while. He fell to his soft butt, his tail hitting the ground with a hard but oddly pleasant patting sound.
Jerry noticed a coconut and a rock jutting out of the ground and felt his anger grow and grow until something finally snapped.
"Cli~ck Ha!" Jerry picked up the coconut suddenly and with all the force he could muster, he hit it against the jagged end of the rock jutting out of the ground. It made a satisfying crack, a sign he was successful. Then he quickly turned the fruit over as best he could without thumbs instead using his three large rubbery digits for fingers to shift the coconut around before any of the sweet milk inside could leak out.
The hole in the coconut was small enough that he could not see the liquid inside, but the outer edges of the hole were thick and solid with white fruit meat.
Jerry was very hungry but took his time lifting the hard scratchy fruit to his long crooked dolphin snout, again barely registering that it must have happened while he wasn't paying attention. He didn't care; he'd had enough of this curse.
Once Jerry had it to his snout, he tipped the fruit and drank from it. He was unused to drinking like a dolphin and so some of the warm milk spilled onto his rows of tiny teeth, down to the base of his long cheekbone. He tried to catch most of the milk as it dribbled down the sides of his cheek and merged again at the center of his chest down his long slender neck. He could feel it flowing all the way down to his sex where it tickled him and also reminded him how badly he wanted sex. So badly, in fact, it was more a desperate womanly need than a desire.
"Cli~ck Cli~ck" Jerry chirped, trying to stop the flow of milk by catching it at his chest, but instead he stopped to look curiously at his growing breasts. They grew and filled with milk in steps; he would blink and they would a little bigger, he would touch one and they would respond by growing more.
"More Cli~ck." Jerry flushed hot with embarrassment as his breasts grew a little more to his new found need or at least seemed to anyway. His body felt warm and sensitive to the touch and he dropped the coconut suddenly wishing he had even bigger breasts.
Jera tried to think of why that was odd, but he could not. She was female after all, why shouldn't she want bigger breasts? She wanted to be sexy again like the way she felt when she raised her new tail high moments before. Sexy was a good thing, sexy meant getting a male. Getting a male meant filling her desperate need.
"More Cli~ck, yes." Jera moaned which sounded very much like the she-dolphin she slept with last night. She rubbed her swelling breasts which were covered in juicy, sticky, coconut milk. She rubbed her swollen clit between her legs. Every touch resonated throughout her body, her breasts growing and filling quickly with milk until they were fuller and rounder than her partner's from last night. A deep part of her wished to stop, but was slowly being convinced that this was a good thing, and so her breasts filled out a little bit more making her even more of a woman.
"Cli~ck Cli~ck" Jera said. She knew she should speak in English, but it was so much easier to speak in her native tongue. Her snout was just too long and her tongue too short to reach her teeth and articulate good clean sound. Besides it was much more effective to click her communication because it also worked underwater too.
Jera touched the hole on the top of her rubbery head and was so glad it was there. It was much easier to breath with a blow hole and she could communicate her lust to all her sisters while breathing at the same time. Sisters? She thought. Yes, sisters. She had a new family now, her sisters.
Jera stopped playing with herself with a halfhearted reluctance. She knew she was different now, she knew she used to be human. She wanted to try being a she-dolphin because was wondered if that was such a bad thing after all, if it made her feel this good.
"Cli~ck" Jera called as she walked toward some of her sisters on the beach. There was nothing she could do about her changes, so she might as well accept them for now.
Jera's sisters welcomed her with open arms. They nuzzled and played with her and gathered more sisters all around. They all seemed to know she was new so they brought her to the water and laid her down in the sand. Then in some kind of ritual, they clicked and teased her body, rubbing water into her soft curves and touching every sensitive spot on her body.
When they were done, they told Jera of all their best fishing spots, their favorite places to relax and how many times they'd been pregnant. They all wished to be pregnant and so did she. She felt like she belonged. Many of her more veteran sisters were rubbing each other's swollen pregnant bellies and she wished more than ever that was her.
Jera huffed loudly; thrusted her wide hips against her man, and begged for more.
Outside it was storming but that was all in the distance. On the Island, it wasn't even raining and Jera laid sprawled on the beach with a handsome hunk of a man pounding away are her sensitive body in all the way she liked.
She'd saved this man from a fishing boat and knew just where the survivors would be when she rushed to their aid. Some of her sisters were swimming with her at the time when they noticed the boat, and they too and found and saved as many sailors as they could.
Now that they were safe, Jera was just glad to finally have a mate. She didn't know how long she was on the island before this happened, maybe weeks but no more than a year. She remembered being saved in a much similar manner even.
Jera knew her need would transform her fellow sailor, but in time he would come to accept his new way of life, just like she did. Besides, the way Jera was being for this man, she was determined to give him best last ride of his male life.
Jera felt herself squirt and produce a squelching wetness for her handsome man, just as she felt him spill his seed into her body. She was so wet, yet never felt so fiery.