Keywords: Adult Species: Dolphin Dolphin Island By Divigon I swam leisurely around the edge of the atoll, gently movements of my tail propelling me effortlessly through the water. My sonar was picking up plenty of fish, the smaller ones scattering as my shadow passed overhead, but I was not in the mood for something small. Then I sensed it, a faint echo returning from up ahead. Rising to the surface to refresh my lungs I dropped to the shallow floor and weaved my way between the coral outcrops. A subtle ping every now and again confirming my quarry was still holding its position. The water cooled and I knew I was approaching the sheer drop to the ocean floor literally thousands of metres away. Tentatively I stuck my head out from behind a convenient mound of coral and sighted my prey. A huge school of tuna hanging just off the edge of the shallow water, obviously waiting for the tide to turn. Carefully I eased the spear off my shoulder and released the safety, preparing to aim. Just then a behemoth of a shape charged from me rear, sending me tumbling in its wake. Instinctively I ducked down, then peered up again slowly. The school had vanished, replaced instead by a very large shark morph, a tiger shark judging by his bands. A struggling fish twitched in a clawed hand, a second fish spasmed in its jaws. I muttered something to myself and the beast turned slowly, the surrounding water remaining coloured by the blood. Its neck flared as it pumped water over its gills. Able to see it underside I noted to myself it was actually a male. The powerful jaws flexed and there was an audible crunch as it severed the head, swallowing it in one gulp. From nose to tail he would have been about fourteen feet, but if he had to stand he probable came in around my height, somewhere around six foot. His long sinuous tail adding to his length. "You said something air breather?" he mind sent me. I swallowed, the feeling of hearing words directly inside my brain was always uncomfortable. "Not I water gulper," I replied, my voice sounding strange underwater and set the safety on my gun before turning and heading back to the lagoon. Other phins may have tried to argue with him, perhaps shout, but I had seen the look in his eye, the blood was getting to him and it was not somewhere where I wanted to be. I should explain, I am a dolphin morph. It is a civilised world, but sharks still consider them to be on the top of the food chain, not that they ever were, the misguided fools. Basically I'm the same size as a normal bottlenose, about six foot in length, maybe a little more if I stretched out while swimming. However I have the unusual trait of having an orca's colouring. This definitely makes me stand out in a crowd. A jet black back which seemed to stretch around by body like some organic rubber or latex. My underside is bright white, covering my chest, belly, down to my tail, then stretching around my thighs, building a little around my hips. I also have the two white patches behind each eye, good for scaring nervous folks, but not much else. Aside from my colouring, the rest of me is fairly normal for a bottlenose morph. I have webbing between each of my fingers, a layer of fat under my skin which pads me out nicely, providing me with just the right amount of insulation while not making me look like something from the blimp. I am quite proud how it somehow softens my muscles, but hate the way that friends assume it means I'm cuddly. I have a large neck which seems to fold into my head with no distinction of where one stops and the other begins. My tail is flat-bladed and has the sharper points of the bottlenose while my beak is fairly distinct, but not overly large. My feet are webbed and I have been told they have similarities to a seals, but as far as I'm concerned they work ok, so I'm happy. In the water my legs fold up, creating less drag, but able to provide power to my tail if I need it, they also add to my manoeuvrability. This enables me to give a normal dolphin a run for its money, but they leave me for dead in a long sprint. It was a short swim back to the beach and I was somewhat glad to reach dry land. I think somewhere back in my heritage I must have had a land dweller, I enjoyed to lay back in the sun. I did not manage to bag the tuna I was after, tuna steaks would have filled that gnawing void perfectly, but I did catch a few smaller fish on the swim back, gulping them down since no one else was around to protest with my lack of manners. A couple of times on the way back I was vaguely aware of being watched. Occasionally a sonar sweep would return strange echoes, nothing worrying, but hinting perhaps of someone who had just hidden themselves quickly. After my encounter with the shark, I was jumpy, but knew I was safe from him, he would be too busy chasing fish along the drop-off to bother with me. I walked to my belongings, pulling out a towel, then a knife before attacking one of the coconuts I had gathered earlier. Spreading out the cloth, I sat down under a convenient palm tree, looking back over the water. Some folks spent most of their lives dreaming of a place like this, I happened to visit about once a month. There was a familiar sound of wind punching through the surface and my eyes locked on the tip of a dorsal fin disappearing below the surface a short distance from shore. It looked as if I was about to have company. I studied the water carefully, watching as telltale ripples spread in the shallow water, the faint outline of grey becoming visible below the surface. Suddenly a domed head broke the surface and the rest of a body followed until another dolphin morph stood knee deep in the water. I was halfway through a mouthful of coconut milk and coughed and spluttered my way through the rest of it. She giggled and walked up the beach towards me slowly. It was Felissa, or just Fel to her friends. We knew mutual friends and saw enough of each other to nod politely in passing. Once or twice before she had caught me admiring her body. She was a remarkable specimen of the cetacean species and just about everyone recognised her as being good looking. Slender, but muscular legs, dainty webbed feet with a powerful tail which swept up her body. A slight hour glass figure with ample deposits around her breasts. She had a small beak that seemed to melt into the rest of her body, stretching out her cute smile. Her colouring was a cross between a spinner dolphin and a spotted dolphin. A darker back, very pale front which deepened as it wrapped around her body. Her dorsal fin had the distinctive black front stripe, which faded to a pale grey. All over her body she was covered with small fleck of differing shades of grey, this gave her a curious look, but somehow on her she carried it off and left people turning heads when she passed. By the time I had recovered from my mishap with my drink she was standing over me, her wet body dripping on my dry skin. "So, what is a water creature like you doing on a beach like this?" she asked with a sly smile. I grinned back, attempting to act suave and sophisticated. "Just thought I'd catch some rays," I returned carefully keeping my cool. By now she had positioned herself so I was looking almost directly at the base of her tail while I tried not to think about the closed slits which beckoned to me. "Looked like you have caught too many already," Fel giggled as she gestured to my underbelly. Normally it was brilliant white, but now it had a decidedly pink tinge to it. I looked down, certain things even I could not hide. "Seems you're right," I gave a mock sigh. "Maybe I'll take a quick dip to cool off." She took a step back, allowing me room to stand. "Mind if I join you?" she asked. "Of course not," I replied, turning to try and hide the deeper colour of my belly. She gave a cheeky squeal, obviously knowing exactly what I was going through. Dolphins are not known for their restraint and I was learning that Fel definitely did not seem to have much restraint of any kind. For a while I tried to shelter myself from her gaze, then gave up. We were both adults and she obviously knew what sort of effect she had on me. We had found our way into a small basin. I turned and floating backwards, stopping when my dorsal rested against the gently tapering sand band behind me. Fel was underwater at the time, I could sense her unconscious sonar sweeps. We all did it, each of us sending out our pings, then subconsciously analysing the returned data. It was a convenient way of augmenting the conventional senses. As soon as I faced her Felissa gave me an intensive scan. Every nerve of my body tingled as her sonar sliced through me. The scan itself lasted only a few microseconds, but the feelings lingered on long after that. I noticed she lingered around my groin, the feeling of another's sonar probing at my sensitive internals not helping my feelings. I knew she now knew how aroused I was and was more than curious to see what she was going to do next. Felissa smiled as she edged her way forwards. "You seem a little tense inside," she smiled. "Why don't you relax and let it all out." If I had not been holding my breath I probably would have choked. Instead I slowly exhaled, at the same time allowing my length to slide out slowly. I felt the blood rush to my sensitive regions as the cool water caressed at my now exposed length. I dipped my head below the surface, allowing myself the same scan that Felissa had performed on me. It may be considered a little forward in the wrong situation, but at times like this provided a wealth of welcome information. It confirmed my suspicions about her breasts, that they were real, but her actual milk glands were aside her sex as in a normal phin. The mounds on her chest were a throwback of evolution, designed mainly to entice the male, something they were doing quite well. Like her, my scan lingered around her groin. With some relief I established that she, like me was quite aroused, probably not helped by the little buzz I gave certain parts of her anatomy. I smiled at her as she stepped either side of my tail, falling forward slowly in the water until she hovered mere millimetres above my length. Fel placed her hands on my shoulders, then gradually allowed herself to sink down further. The tip of my length probed the water between us, finally touching her warm smooth skin as I stroked around her slit. She continued to descend and I manoeuvred my tip so it slid slowly inside her, letting out a gasp of pleasure as it did so. Fel gave a chuur as she enveloped me, not stopping until our undersides met, both deep pink in colour and warm to the touch. I circled my arms around her, nuzzling gently at her neck, my legs entwining around hers, locking us in position. She pulled herself back, taking me with her, falling back into the deeper water. Her slick sides massaging delicately at my length as I manoeuvred inside her depths. Our tails moved, propelling us in slow circles around the basin, the flex of our flukes causing each of us to give muffled moans of delight while the pleasure continued to mount. Her pseudo breasts pressed firmly against my chest, my hands gently stroking over her dorsal fin as our bodies moved in a gradually increasing rhythm. The sensations on my length almost trivial, but the overall effect more than mind blowing. I felt myself beginning to loose control, but prehensile member swelling to spread against her insides as it stiffened, her lips enveloping me, seeming to suck my very life essence from my tortured soul. Our bodies lost their syncopation, the sudden change too much and I gave a primal cetacean squeal, bucking hard against her as I came, my length shooting its scalding seed deep into her spasming walls. Gradually I came down from my high, my body continued to tingle while my nerves slowly relaxed. I gave Felissa a gentle nuzzle, her body still locked in the throws of orgasm, causing my tortured length to release a second wave into her begging folds. My back touched the sand and we lay still, each of us basking in our separate glows, but somehow taking in each other's. The subtlest of touches enough to send the other into a shower of shivers and primal trills of lust. Alas things can not last and sometime during the night we separated. I awoke to find myself lying beside Felissa and I silently admired her slender form, memories of the day before awaking feelings deep within me. She stirred slowly, stretching the sleep away before inspecting my pink belly for the second time. She looked up at my eyes and gave a curious chirp, but was too late to disguise her own reddening underside...