Transformation Story: The Double Dolphins of Dingle
Commissioned by FA: Wyraachur but paid for by a friend, we have a little story involving the Dolphin of Dingle (a real thing) getting a little friend.
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The Double Dolphins of Dingle for Wyraachur by Draconicon
Petra shook her head as she made her way down to the harbor, ignoring the little shivers going up and down her spine from the night air. It was rather chilly, particularly for this time of year, but it wouldn't be that bad once she hit the water; she was experienced enough at swimming to know that the water was pretty warm regardless of the time of day.
A couple of late night fishermen were walking back up from the dock, but they ignored her as much as she ignored them. This late, nobody really should be down on the docks, and anonymity was something that anyone who saw someone else shared. The most she got was a nod, and that was probably due to the fact that she was wearing a trench coat down to the dock more than anything else.
She hit the end of the pier with a small sigh of relief, and stripped off the coat. Underneath, she didn't wear that much. A white bikini swimsuit was all she needed, and it wasn't like it would offend any of the more prudish people, considering where she'd be swimming.
Folding the coat up and placing it under a bucket, she dived into the water and started swimming further away from shore. While she wasn't too bothered by the shallow water, she didn't want to be in range of any other fishermen that might still be out and about. No need to get her swimsuit stolen or her body scraped up by the hooks, after all, she thought with a shudder as she made her way to deeper water.
Under the moonlight, she felt rather alone in the water. The boats tied up at the docks were all quiet, and nobody else bothered to swim this far out. At least, if they did, they weren't around her. Petra slowly slipped from swimming on her chest to swimming on her back, and from there, to laying back and treading water as she looked up at the sky.
It's so much better when you're not on land, she thought as she looked up at the sky. On land, there was always so much noise, so much chaos. Out here, it was nice and quiet, with no people to -
A sudden bump against the small of her back jolted her out of her thoughts, and Petra flailed about as she momentarily went under the water. When she came up, she noticed two things. First, her bikini bottom was gone. Second, the culprit was floating a few feet away, holding them between his jaws.
"Fungie, gimme those!"
The dolphin in question darted away with a quick smack of his tail, leaving her falling behind again. She kicked at the water, chasing after him for a few minutes before finally giving up. As expected, as soon as she stopped, he swam back to her and nudged her cheek with her swimsuit part. Taking it from his mouth, she shook her head at him.
"I swear, if you weren't the town mascot..."
The dolphin chittered in his squeaky way, and she rolled her eyes. As she was treading water, she didn't have any way to put the bottoms back on without dunking below again. Sighing, she tucked them into her top.
She was starting to look towards shore again when she felt something new. She paused, looking back at Fungie. The dolphin was the only one there, but it felt like something was bumping against her leg. Or...wrapping around it. Petra looked down, and immediately started blushing.
"Wow...I guess you guys can do that with your...things."
The dolphin's chitter seemed more smug this time, particularly as his penis coiled a bit tighter around her leg, almost like he was pulling her closer. She'd never actually seen a dolphin like this up close, but she had heard of things online when she'd looked them up. They tended to get rather randy around people, particularly if they didn't get much company. And since Fungie, Dingle's own dolphin, was the only one in the harbor...
"Well...I guess just once wouldn't hurt..."
She reached down and started stroking his shaft. It was strange, particularly compared to anything she'd used as a toy before. Much smoother and so much slicker than that, and definitely squishier. She gave it a few squeezes, and chuckled as she felt it give under her. Her cheeks turned red as she felt it squirt against her thigh, hot against the cool water before it was washed away.
As she figured out how to do this, she took as deep a breath as she could, and laid on her back. Instantly, Fungie leaped on top of her, and his bulk carried her underwater, and thrust his penis right up inside of her. It took everything in Petra not to scream in shock, but she was glad she didn't as he started thrusting hard and deep.
It felt so different getting fucked by a dolphin, and not as bad as she thought. Oh, he was rough - very rough - but each thrust was quick and smooth. It was a little weird to feel the tip wriggling inside of her like it did, but it could be worse. It could be a guy on top of her moaning and huffing in a most distracting way.
Humped forward through the water, it took her a second to realize that the water wasn't so cold anymore, at least not over most of her body. She looked down, and almost screamed for an entirely different reason.
Her skin was going from a pale white to something closer to a gray blue. It was slow, and it wasn't completely done yet, but she could see it like a strange shimmer running out from her crotch over her belly and down her legs. She squirmed, only to have Fungie slam into her again, nearly hard enough to make her lose what air she had left in her lungs. Every time that she pushed against him to try and get away, he slammed forward again, keeping himself inside of her and her close to him.
Thankfully, Fungie had been around enough humans to recognize when they needed air, and pulled out of her so she could get back to the surface. She gasped, and looked down at herself.
The changes were progressing quickly. Her belly was completely gray, and her sides were darker, moving up towards her back. Her hips felt...thicker, for lack of a better word, and it felt like that was running up the rest of her body as well, almost like a thin barrel that was pushing out from inside of her. Looking at her fingers, she could see a silvery, almost goopy thing spreading between her fingers, matching the color of her stomach.
As her top strained against her chest, Fungie moved up to her side again. His penis started rubbing at her again, and everywhere he touched left her shivering, moaning. The tip rubbed against the base of her spine, and she swore she felt something growing back there, something getting longer with each slow kick of her legs. She couldn't even wiggle her toes anymore, she realized, and as she looked down through the water, she saw that they were webbed, and rapidly solidifying.
"My god...you're...you're making me one of you?"
Fungie chirped and even nodded, to her shock. Slowly, she smiled, something that was a little difficult as her lips started to harden.
"Well, how could I leave a sweetie like you alone?"
The dolphin chirped, swimming around her and constantly bumping up against her, rubbing at her. Giggling, Petra rolled onto her back again, watching as her body continued to change under the constant, teasing stimulation from the town's local dolphin.
The first thing that happened was that her bikini top completely ripped off. It wasn't that she was growing a bigger bust, but more that her entire body was getting thicker, more broad than it had been previously. There was no chance of anything so weak holding on after that, and it went flying along with her bikini bottoms. Her breasts, not particularly huge to start with, began shrinking into her chest.
As she spread her legs further, she saw a length of flesh coming out, the same color as her back. As it spread out, she felt a compulsion to pull her legs together, and she felt the backs of her thighs melt together with the new ridge that was coming out. With each new bit of her legs pushed together, she felt her body arch and curve to match what she realized was her new tail coming in.
"Oh, god...oh god that's...nngh..c-c-cool."
Her stutters were so close already to the clicking sounds Fungie was making as he floated around her, and she blushed as she realized how the transformation was progressing. She looked side to side - something getting harder and harder as her body firmed up - and saw that her arms had pulled most of the way up into her body. What had been her hands were extended, forming her flippers. The gooey material that had joined her fingers continued to spread, coating all the gaps until they were solid flippers.
As her heels almost melted together, and her feet flattened out into a flipper, she felt something else 'open' in her body. Eyes going wide at the sudden gap at the base of her neck, Petra rolled over to keep the water from flowing in through her new blowhole. Even so, she sputtered, puffing out through it a few times in order to clear it.
Fungie came up to her and bumped her cheek with his beak. Prior to her change, that would have hurt, but her skin was already harder, smoother than it had once been. She groaned as her lips started pulling out from her face, the start of her own beak showing.
"Ooh...c-c-can't...c-c-....talk..."
She puffed and sucked air through her blowhole as her eyes moved further around her head, getting more distance between them and making it more difficult to see. Her belly firmed up, and the new muscles spread through her body. Her lips pulled out into a proper beak, her human teeth shoved out by the new, sharp dolphin ones. She spat them into the harbor, not caring about the loss.
When she raised her head again, Petra was no longer even remotely human. Her body was changed entirely to that of a dolphin, and the only difference between her and Fungie - who still circled her, chittering and chirping excitedly - was the fact that his genitals were hanging out in the water, while hers were desperate to have them inside of her. She swam over to him, bumping against his side, before ducking under the water.
At least now, with her new body, she'd be able to last a lot longer when he was having his fun with her. She rolled over onto her back as he came down after her, exposing her slit to him, and she wiggled her flippers back and forth a few times to entice him in.
She had no idea if that was the reason he shoved himself in so hard, or if he just needed relief that bad, but she was good with it. She chirped happily as he slid in and out of her beneath the waves, finally finding something better than swimming.
The End