This is the first story I had written after about several months
off. I like to think its not too bad, but unfortunately nothing too
Phin Seduction By Wolphin I took a holiday a few months ago and had something very unusual happen to me. At least I think it is unusual, I haven't heard of it happening to others, but I assume it must. For my holidays, I enjoy getting away from it all, the further the better I like to think. For this trip I had made a pretty good effort. I headed up the coast, into one of the national parks as far as you could drive, then got out and hiked. After a full day trek, I ended up at a nice sheltered bay. The beach was pristine, not marked by even a single footprint. It was precisely what I had been looking for. I dumped my pack and searched around, finding a perfect spot for a campsite before erecting my tent. I was going to be there for only a week and I was determined to do as little as possible if I could. I knew I was too far away to get bothered by the usual tourists and after an earlier talk with the ranger, I knew that I would probably get through the week without seeing another soul. And so began my holiday. It was on the second day I saw the dolphin. I was walking along the beach gathering driftwood when I spied the dorsal fin cut through the surface. At first I thought it may have been a shark, but then the unmistakable sound of a dolphin exhaling met my ears and I knew it was definitely cetacean. It seemed to hang around my bay for most of the day. If I looked out to sea, I was sure to see it after a few moments. Later, when I went swimming, I could hear it underwater, the high-pitched squeals slicing through the water, but I failed to see it. The next day was when it happened. Sometime after the sun rose, I stumbled out into the early morning light and wandered down to the beach for a quick dip. I didn't wear anything since there was no one around. I waded out about knee deep where there was a sudden drop into waist deep water. Taking the plunge, I held my breath and dipped below the surface, taking the involuntary gasp at the sudden chill. Standing back up, I opened my eyes and gave another gasp. The dolphin was back, about four feet away, lying slightly on one side, regarding me with a single eye. I wasn't sure what to do. I took a half step back, stumbling slightly on the rising bank and ended up falling onto my backside in the shallow water. That seemed to spook the dolphin which dipped below the surface and disappeared, before popping up a few seconds later in the same place as before. For what seemed liked ages we regarded each other. To be honest I'm not sure how long it took, it may have been seconds, it may have been hours, but as I reached out a curious hand, it drifted closer. We made contact, my fingertips brushing across its smooth grey skin. We both flinched, and then repeated the action, this time contact lasting longer. The third time involved no flinching and the contact was the longest yet. We both relaxed, I was content to marvel in the gracefulness of the other creature and it seemed just as curious of me as I was of it. After probably an hour of tentative stroking and nervous caresses, it suddenly turned, flipped under the water and disappeared. For a moment I wondered what had happened, then I became aware that I was shivering in the chill of the morning air. Reluctantly, I pulled myself upright and half walked, half stumbled back to the camp. I looked like a wrinkled prune and it was probably a good thing the dolphin had departed when it had or else I would have still been in there, shivering away. The next time I saw the dolphin was later that afternoon. I had recovered from the morning's adventures and was doing some snorkelling near some rocks. Without any warning, there was a flash of grey under me followed by a cool touch that felt like rubber. I spun in the water and was met by the chattering face of the dolphin as it bombarded me with its sonar. Recovering from my initial shock, I ducked under the surface and tried to chase it. Of course, I had no hope of catching it, but it seemed to like the game, slowing just enough for my fingertips to brush its flukes before effortlessly drifting away again, just out of reach. Our play had brought us back into reach of the shore and I sat back on the sand recovering my breath, still in a good two-foot of water. The dolphin seemed content to wait, but started nibbling gently on one of my fins. I giggled, twisting my foot and it slid its teeth upwards over my ankle. I could feel the little teeth gripping my flesh. Not enough to hurt, but more in a playful way. It slid its beak further up my leg and in a few moments, had its smooth melon rubbing above my knee. I had never expected anything like this to happen and was about to try to back away when it started to sonar into my flesh. I had sensed the dolphin sonar me before, but nothing like this. This was deep rhythmic pulse that seemed to vibrate deep within me. The dolphin's melon brushed my abdomen, its beak nestled between my legs and I gave a moan, the pulses seemed to focus on my groin and the sensations were indescribable. It was a completely alien feeling, one of strange exotic pleasure. I lay back in the water, not wanting to resist any more. The dolphin kept its head between my legs, pushing me gently in the water. Somehow, during all of this, my bathers slid off, I must have undone them myself, but for the life of me, I can't remember moving my arms. When the dolphin slipped itself up my chest, I was already fully erect. Its bizarre deep internal massage arousing me until I thought I would burst. When I felt its warm slit press against my shaft, I thrust upwards instinctively. Giving a groan as I felt myself slip deep within what was obviously a female. For her part, she gave a soft reassuring chuur, pressing her pectoral fins around me as I slipped my arms and legs around her body. I held tight as she began a slow swim around the cove, our bodies dancing together. Occasionally I would groan as she squeezed me in a particularly pleasurable way and she would trill when one of my thrusts rubbed over her sensitive spots. My orgasm, when it came, was unlike none I had ever felt before. It rose like a tidal wave, gathering momentum before finally peaking, the pleasure washing down over my body for what seemed like an eternity. I remained still, not wanting the sensations to end, but it all coming too much as the world seemed to fade away. I awoke sometime later, lying in a few inches of water on the shore. I was naked, a faint glow to the west signalled the departing sunset and there was no sign of my aquatic lover. I forced myself into an upright position, every muscle in my body protesting and I literally crawled over the sand to my camp and fell into a deep sleep. I'm not sure what time I woke. It was still dark and the sky was covered in stars. I felt a little better, still a little strange, but not as exhausted as I was before. I stood slowly and walked back down to the waters edge, sitting myself down on the cool sand. As I watched, the silvery sliver of the moon began to peak over the horizon, it was full, but seemed to slide silently into the sky in mere seconds. That was when I felt the first twinge. It was a strange feeling, not painful, but disconcerting. A sharp pulling in my legs, which was then echoed in my shoulders. Then I felt my spine begin to lengthen, I knew immediately what it was, a dull popping sounds and bones formed, then crunched over each other. Muscles seemed to bulge and dance under my skin as I felt neck begin to stiffen. I pulled myself to my knees, allowing my tail to extend behind me, the sensitive skin pushing across the coarse sand. I looked down at my hands; watching in the silvery light, as they seemed to fade into a ghostly white, then darken, matching the alien skin that had appeared on my thighs. My jaw ached as it pushed forward, pulling my nose with it and spreading my eyes to opposite sides of my face. For a moment I found it hard to breath, then gasped as a hole appeared on the back of my neck, the unmistakable sound of "pfffft" the last thing my ears heard before they were absorbed into the sides of my head. My teeth seemed to split, spreading out over my lengthened gums, pushing against my thick tongue as I felt something start to extrude from my back. I fell forward onto all fours, feeling my tail slap against the sand, and then, just as it had started, it was all over. I stood up slowly; almost afraid that something else would happen, but aside from an occasional twitch, everything else seemed still. I looked down at myself, my eyes seeing remarkably well in the moonlight. I appeared to be smooth and grey. I examined my underside, and then brought my hands up to my face in realization. Smooth and grey, just like a dolphin. I heard a soft splash and looked out to the sea, watching as my dolphin surfaced in the shallows. Somehow I wasn't surprised to see her lift herself up and walk towards me. Her body was slightly smaller and more feminine than mine, but very attractive. I stepped forward, meeting her halfway and we kissed, wrapping our arms around each other as we reacquainted ourselves. As I said, that was several months ago and I'm still coming to terms with being a werephin. Most of the time I pass as human, there are only a few parts of me, which give my identity away. The most obvious being the change in my pants. I'm now all internal and have a sleek grey slit between my legs. I still find it a little unusual, but what she does with it more than and what it holds more than makes up for it. I'm in the process of getting my affairs in order then we're going to go on a trip of the Greek Islands. She says she knows how to get to some beaches no other tourists visit and I believe here. I think it's going to be a good lifestyle.