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Here I bring you another chapter of Days of Inspection, once again courtesy of my client Samantha. Both parts are independent, although I recommend reading them in order to clarify certain concepts. In this case, we have a female orca, Daisy, ready to offer you an unforgettable experience. Unfortunately, there won't be more commissions like this in the near future, although I might continue the series if I see enough interest from the audience.\n\nEnjoy the story and let me know if you liked it. Have a magical experience!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Hello, loyal readers! Here I bring you another chapter of Days of Inspection, once again courtesy of my client Samantha. Both parts are independent, although I recommend reading them in order to clarify certain concepts. In this case, we have a female orca, Daisy, ready to offer you an unforgettable experience. Unfortunately, there won't be more commissions like this in the near future, although I might continue the series if I see enough interest from the audience.

Enjoy the story and let me know if you liked it. Have a magical experience!", "writing": "“And now, backflip!”\n\nThe audience in the terraces was expectant. The killer whale heard it, its head slightly out of the water. It gained momentum, getting into position while calculating the right time. Its fluke stuck out and acted like a giant paddle, sweeping a wave away towards the commentator. Failing to see it coming, the woman slipped onto the floor. The laughs were automatic. The orca returned underwater, also laughing as it approached the tank glass. It swam parallel, dragging its fin across the crystal and letting people see the curious shape of its flank patch: a heart.\n\n“Excuse Daisy,” she heard reverberating from the surface. “She's a very naughty girl. Come on, Daisy, backflip!”\n\n[i]Poor newbie. Where's the fun if the show is predictable?[/i] Holding a big gulp of water in her mouth, she approached the woman. Her dorsal fin peeked through the surface imitating a hunting shark before revealing her swollen cheeks. Like a jet, the water splashed into the poor human's face, leaving her blonde hair in a mop-like style. The crowd laughed again,louder. [i]That's better, see?[/i] she thought. The new girl had to let the professionals do their job. She got herself one of the balls on the platform and began kicking it from head to tail.\n\n[i]Yes, this is what the public likes[/i]. Surrendering with a sigh, the girl played along and started to describe her actions the best she could. [i]I know I shouldn't enjoy it so much, but oh, it was so much fun[/i]. There were quite a few new faces today and she wanted to give them something different. She leaned over the tank edge and started shooting quick spits of water, turning her beak into a water pistol. Or rather a machine gun. People cringed and laughed alike. None of the shots were loud enough to hurt anyone, even those caught off guard.\n\n[i]And now for the Grand Finale.[/i]\n\nThree hoops flew across the air, perfectly aligned and two metres apart. Gathering all its strength, the fluke whipped through the water and catapulted her out in a thunderous burst. During a few brief seconds she flew, becoming a living spinning top as she crossed each hoop without grazing and landed with almost no splash at the other end. \n\nImpressed, the crowd went crazy. Claps, cheers and whistles thundered in Daisy's ears. She thanked them too, though she knew none of them would get the message. It was the perfect way to end the last show of the day. She waited patiently until the terraces were empty, bidding farewell. As a gesture to the little ones she tapped on the glass, joining where their little hands rested. Daisy loved to see their little faces squeal with excitement, with the occasional frightened one going to hide behind their parents. [i]Bye bye business time. Finally, a bit of peace and time to myself. [/i]\n\nDaisy made her way to the aquarium's exit gate. She was looking forward to rejoining her family in the giant complex that was attached to the zoo: an extense reef all for themselves with a fence separating it from the sea. However, it was not the right gate that opened, but the one that led into the aquarium. She looked at the girl, puzzled and somewhat annoyed - a star needed to rest to stay fresh! There was no need to be spiteful about earlier.\n\n“Hey, easy, it's not my fault! I was told you're due for a check-up today.”\n\n[i]Oh, shells. Is it already? I guess so, it’s been a while indeed[/i]. She trusted the team to remember the dates. She was too busy looking good and practising for the audience to focus on trifles. Well, there was no point in dilly-dallying. With a vigorous shake, she swam into the channel that led her into the building. It ended at a small pool and a room she knew quite well. The keepers greeted her, patting her back and then stroking her head. She allowed herself to be pampered, responding with happy chants.\n\n“Crane in position!” said one of them.\n\nThe device began to descend, lowering a net to the pool bottom. She laid on it, backwards, and waited until she felt the familiar shake of being lifted. The process was not quick. They had to make sure the net didn't get badly tangled in her fins or slipped off from her in the process. As always, she gradually noticed how the pressure became unbalanced around her. When she was little it scared her a lot. In the water her body felt very light, but outside it was like having a huge rock on top of her. Her organs expanded and spasmed under the weight of her gargantuan musculature. \n\nThe reassurance of the familiar suppressed the fear and anxiety. The usual team was there and they knew what to do. They fluttered around like little fishes, giving each other orders and going carefully as they hurried as fast as they could to place her. Their treatment was exquisite and very professional, as befitted a star like her. The examination table took her weight without a problem, distributing it along the six-legged metal frame. It had a black moulding adapted to its shape, with a series of sponges spread out across the surface. On top was a mechanism with a bucket of water and a handle, ready to wet and keep her fresh. \n\nShe liked this model better than the old one. The other didn't have sponges and the plastic rubbed too much. The sponges on this one distributed the weight better and allowed her to scratch a little if she shook her body. Daisy was very grateful for this comfort. The part where her fluke rested was angled at a forty-five degree angle to facilitate exploration. Next, three safety straps closed around her barrel-like chest. In his case it was only protocol, but it helped with the stress of other, more nervous orcas.\n\n“All set up for Dr. Wave.”\n\n(Story contains humans in 'lewd' situations so it can't be posted here, enjoy the rest on https://archiveofourown.org/works/57967426)", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“And now, backflip!”

The audience in the terraces was expectant. The killer whale heard it, its head slightly out of the water. It gained momentum, getting into position while calculating the right time. Its fluke stuck out and acted like a giant paddle, sweeping a wave away towards the commentator. Failing to see it coming, the woman slipped onto the floor. The laughs were automatic. The orca returned underwater, also laughing as it approached the tank glass. It swam parallel, dragging its fin across the crystal and letting people see the curious shape of its flank patch: a heart.

“Excuse Daisy,” she heard reverberating from the surface. “She's a very naughty girl. Come on, Daisy, backflip!”

Poor newbie. Where's the fun if the show is predictable? Holding a big gulp of water in her mouth, she approached the woman. Her dorsal fin peeked through the surface imitating a hunting shark before revealing her swollen cheeks. Like a jet, the water splashed into the poor human's face, leaving her blonde hair in a mop-like style. The crowd laughed again,louder. That's better, see? she thought. The new girl had to let the professionals do their job. She got herself one of the balls on the platform and began kicking it from head to tail.

Yes, this is what the public likes. Surrendering with a sigh, the girl played along and started to describe her actions the best she could. I know I shouldn't enjoy it so much, but oh, it was so much fun. There were quite a few new faces today and she wanted to give them something different. She leaned over the tank edge and started shooting quick spits of water, turning her beak into a water pistol. Or rather a machine gun. People cringed and laughed alike. None of the shots were loud enough to hurt anyone, even those caught off guard.

And now for the Grand Finale.

Three hoops flew across the air, perfectly aligned and two metres apart. Gathering all its strength, the fluke whipped through the water and catapulted her out in a thunderous burst. During a few brief seconds she flew, becoming a living spinning top as she crossed each hoop without grazing and landed with almost no splash at the other end.

Impressed, the crowd went crazy. Claps, cheers and whistles thundered in Daisy's ears. She thanked them too, though she knew none of them would get the message. It was the perfect way to end the last show of the day. She waited patiently until the terraces were empty, bidding farewell. As a gesture to the little ones she tapped on the glass, joining where their little hands rested. Daisy loved to see their little faces squeal with excitement, with the occasional frightened one going to hide behind their parents. Bye bye business time. Finally, a bit of peace and time to myself.

Daisy made her way to the aquarium's exit gate. She was looking forward to rejoining her family in the giant complex that was attached to the zoo: an extense reef all for themselves with a fence separating it from the sea. However, it was not the right gate that opened, but the one that led into the aquarium. She looked at the girl, puzzled and somewhat annoyed - a star needed to rest to stay fresh! There was no need to be spiteful about earlier.

“Hey, easy, it's not my fault! I was told you're due for a check-up today.”

Oh, shells. Is it already? I guess so, it’s been a while indeed. She trusted the team to remember the dates. She was too busy looking good and practising for the audience to focus on trifles. Well, there was no point in dilly-dallying. With a vigorous shake, she swam into the channel that led her into the building. It ended at a small pool and a room she knew quite well. The keepers greeted her, patting her back and then stroking her head. She allowed herself to be pampered, responding with happy chants.

“Crane in position!” said one of them.

The device began to descend, lowering a net to the pool bottom. She laid on it, backwards,  and waited until she felt the familiar shake of being lifted. The process was not quick. They had to make sure the net didn't get badly tangled in her fins or slipped off from her in the process. As always, she gradually noticed how the pressure became unbalanced around her. When she was little it scared her a lot. In the water her body felt very light, but outside it was like having a huge rock on top of her. Her organs expanded and spasmed under the weight of her gargantuan musculature.

The reassurance of the familiar suppressed the fear and anxiety. The usual team was there and they knew what to do. They fluttered around like little fishes, giving each other orders and going carefully as they hurried as fast as they could to place her. Their treatment was exquisite and very professional, as befitted a star like her. The examination table took her weight without a problem, distributing it along the six-legged metal frame. It had a black moulding adapted to its shape, with a series of sponges spread out across the surface. On top was a mechanism with a bucket of water and a handle, ready to wet and keep her fresh.

She liked this model better than the old one. The other didn't have sponges and the plastic rubbed too much. The sponges on this one distributed the weight better and allowed her to scratch a little if she shook her body. Daisy was very grateful for this comfort. The part where her fluke rested was angled at a forty-five degree angle to facilitate exploration. Next, three safety straps closed around her barrel-like chest. In his case it was only protocol, but it helped with the stress of other, more nervous orcas.

“All set up for Dr. Wave.”

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