	Irine had worked the late shift at the pub again. It had been several weeks since her last nighttime shift, and she was feeling it. As she parked her car, went inside and made her way upstairs at one in the morning, trying not to wake anyone up, all she could think about was how much she was looking forward to falling face-first into her bed. She wasn't sure if she could even be bothered to lift the sheets before getting in.

	Then she heard it through the walls. Marco and Ezra were having at it again, and she could faintly catch the sloppy slaps of Ezra thrusting into Marco's obviously overflowing fanny and their moans and groans as Marco finished climaxing. Gross, she thought, being able to hear her brother and his husband pounding each other senseless... yet oddly arousing at the same time. She shook the thought away with a few tired blinks. 

	Have I ever told you how much I love you? she caught Ezra's whisper through the walls just as she reached her bedroom door. The cheerful stallion wasn't as quiet as he thought he was when he was horny.

	Every day, my little stud, came Marco's faint reply. He sounded as though he'd been touched in all the right places, with such a shaky, intimate voice.

	As she closed her bedroom door behind her, she wondered what it was like  being so in love that you were blind to the fact that you weren't alone in the house and that anyone who was awake could hear. It must be nice, though she also wondered if her brother knew that when he was full, the sloppy thrusting between Ezra and him could be heard from downstairs.

	It had been several days since Dana had shoved her face back into her brother's life and had made her start questioning her sexuality, so the bloody shark finally wasn't stealing her every confused thought. But her exhausted state, coupled with her perverse thoughts from overhearing the finale of what had obviously been extremely enjoyable sex, caused flashes of that terrifying FISH and her MAGNIFICANT RACK to steel across her mind once more. Irine was still so confused  Dana was a SHARK, a FISH... A GIRL! And yet, something about her had caused something to just 'click' in her mind.

	Before she fell into bed, Irine took a glance at the goldfish still swimming idly in its tank on her bedside table. She didn't hate the cute little thing any more, so she guessed her brother's plan was working at some level... But Dana was so much bigger, dwarfing even the six-foot-five Ezra! Getting used to THAT was a whole different level than a fish barely five centimetres long.

	A quick glance at the skimpy, meaty hunk on her calander left her relieved. She could again picture what was hiding within his bulging speedos after that horrible moment where her mind had somehow morphed him into the horrible Dana... horribly.

	But as she flicked off her light switch with her tail and collapsed into bed, the slick wetness of Dana's body stole her imagination away from fantasies of massive boners yet again. As Irine slipped away into sleep, all she could picture was herself up close to Dana's naked pussy, rubbing her hand sensually over and around the slit concealing it... and her fingers slipping in and probing around the shark's slippery interior. 

	Bloody hell, here we go again, was her final thought before she gave herself to her dream.

		*****

	Irine woke up mightily flustered the following morning. A quick glance at the clock on her wall revealed that she'd lost half of her day by sleeping until eleven thirty. But sleeping in wasn't what had left her flustered  last night had been the most unquestionably porny dream she'd ever had... and the whole thing had involved that friggin' Dana and not some hot, imagined hunk. Why was this happening? Irine was beginning to think she'd finally begun leaving her out-of-nowhere thoughts behind... then they'd slapped her in the face and left her with a wet, longing-for-action vagina.

	Irine's fantasy self had spent her time caressing Dana's naked body and probing her genitals. The imagined Dana had returned the favour with toothy smooches and loving gazes. What was going on in Irine's twisted head?

	The flashes of Dana's grin had been amazingly arousing and comforting in her dream... now she was awake, Irine could only think about HOW MASSIVE AND SHARP THOSE TEETH WERE. What had her fantasy-self been thinking, willingly getting so close to such pointed chompers?

	But oh so hot... she almost slapped herself for willingly having the thought. Maybe it was just her aroused fanny talking to her. She should do something about her horniness... get rid of these confusing thoughts.

	Irine grabbed some clean clothes and made her way to the bathroom, planning on having a shower... after giving herself some attention in an attempt to relieve her hormones. She threw her clothes into the corner, stripped off, opened the shower door and sat down inside, coiling her tail around herself and spreading her legs. Her focus was to get rid of the mental image of herself swooning over a naked Dana.

	She spread her fanny's lips open slightly. Yeah, as suspected, she was wet. Her supple pink interior was glistening with self-lubrication. Experimentally, she slowly swiped an index finger from the bottom of her opening and up over her clit. Oh wow, she was REALLY slippery today; more slippery than she'd been in a long time. Irine started fingering herself, making sure the underside of her finger and the beginning of her palm rubbed against her clit as it went in and out. She was biting her lip, eyes closed, imagination running wild with whatever it wanted (apparently scary fish people were what it wanted  Dana dominated once again over her favourite snake-boy) and head leanng back against the shower wall in bliss. SO GOOD...

	Then a knock on the door snapped her out of her pleasure and she froze in shock.

	Sis? it was Marco. Did I see you go in there?

	Yes, you did, grunted Irine in annoyance, What do you want?

	Ezra and I got ourselves and you some tickets to go to the movies and see that movie you said looked good.

	You mean that action one with the zombie pirates and stuff that I can't remember the name of? Irine's interest was peaked, but she was still furious that her moment had been interrupted.

	That's the one. I was on the verge of waking you up; I''m sorry to say, but we had forgotten you were on the late shift when we booked the tickets, and I'm afraid you'll have to hurry up. To get to the movies in time, we need to be in the car within ten minutes.

	Irine was torn between wanting to punch her brother out for interrupting her and telling her she needed to hurry, wanting to ignore him and just finish what she'd started to relieve her hormones, and wanting to just hurry up and go see what looked to be a good movie. She decided that she'd go with the movie option.

	Well, let me have a shower in peace, she said with a sigh, and I should be out in time, alright?

	Great! We'll be waiting in the backyard.

	She heard her brother walk away and couldn't help but let out another massive sigh. She was going to have to hold onto her horniness for quite a while longer, wasn't she? In one last desperate attempt, she quickly rubbed herself further. It felt amazing, but she could tell that despite her wetness and arousal, there was no way she'd have time to finish up and have a shower, and there was no way that she was going to go to the movies smelling of sexual musk.

	Irine got her flannel and soap ready to go as she tucked herself away from the cold shower water as it warmed up, so she could get everything over and done with quickly and get dressed appropriately for a trip to the flicks.

	Her shower was quick, and her arousal made washing her intimates difficult. Every lather of soap, every rinse near it... it made her want to forget about the movie and just let her cunt unload itself. But, if the tickets had already been paid for... that was a lot of money to just waste like that, and so Irine fought her lust and was out of the shower less than five minutes later.

	Quickly dried and quickly dressed, Irine checked herself in the mirror to make sure she was presentable. The long, flexible spines that made up her hair had to be rearranged a bit so they weren't so scruffy, but other than that she deemed herself worthy of the movie theatre and hurried downstairs to meet Marco and Ezra outside.

	When she made it outside, she halted in her tracks and her breath caught in her chest. She felt as though she'd both been punched in the gut and had a nuke explode in her brain. Dana was there, chatting and laughing with the two waiting boys. Oh hell.

	Oh, good, you made it! Marco called, turning toward his sister when he heard the front door close behind her, Sorry, I forgot to tell you that we invited someone else, didn't I?

	Irine glared at him, but he looked so honestly apologetic that she couldn't stay mad at him. She closed her eyes, inhaled and exhaled a few times to calm herself and let a smile cross her face. To Marco, it looked more like a pained grimace.

	Yes, you did forget to mention that, she said through gritted teeth as she nervously made her way closer, but I'm sure I'll survive.

	Dana looked at Irine apologetically. I'm real sorry, my dear, she said honestly, I've been told of your phobia... you don't need to feel like you have to come closer, it's alright.

	No no... I'm fine, Irine lied. Getting this close to her most feared, most confusing crush was making her stomach turn and her still-over-horny pussy get even wetter. But, she soldiered through her phobia and her hormones and was somehow able to get close enough to stand beside her brother, Dana across the table from her. I like your nose ring, she blurted out.

	Oh... Why, thank you, said Dana earnestly, her smile warm, Now we're all here though, shall we get into my car?

	Yes... lets, said Irine, trying to keep her conflicted gaze from Dana.

	Please... Irine, was it? If being this close to me is making you uncomfortable, I can ask your brother to take you in a different car from me.

	That would be a waste of petrol and split everyone up. I'll be fine in the back.

	If you're sure. Shall we go?

	As mortified as Irine was, she couldn't help but admire Dana for being so courteous and accepting regarding her fear. At the same time, it made her conflicted thoughts even more conflicted. Dana walked ahead, Marco and Ezra on either side, and Irine bringing up the rear. It took all of her willpower to follow, but deep down she knew this was probably one of the best ways to deal with her fear: tackle it head-on.

	Dana opened the gate and went through, pressing the button on her keys to unlock her car parked just outside. Irine took the opportunity to take a quick glance from the bottom of Dana's tail and up from her feet to her head. For such a terrifying fish monster, Dana had impeccible fashion sense  the black dresses she seemed so fond of were somehow perfect against her spotted bronze back and white underbelly. Irine wished she'd taken the bother to get spiffied up a bit more, but there was no time now. She just closed the gate behind her and trudged her way toward the back passenger seat as everyone else got in the car.

	The cinema's still in the same place, isn't it? Dana was asking of Ezra as Irine sat in the back seat, Marco closing the door for her and hopping in on the other side, It hasn't moved or anything?

	Nope, it's still the same old building, replied Ezra.

	Cool, said Dana as she turned her car's engine over and it purred into life, Alright everyone, we're off.

	As they drove through town, Irine wondered how Dana had been able to afford this luxurious car, seeing as, according to Marco at least, she wouldn't be starting her attorney job until the following week. Another mystery to add to the strange, confusing collection. At least she drove sensibly  it made being in the same car as her almost tolerable.

	They arrived at the cinema late, but Marco had handed everyone their tickets during the car ride, saving them several precious seconds of fumbling through pockets. Dana put some coins in the parking meter and everyone started making their way inside. Dana glanced over her shoulder at Irine.

	Irine, she said, if the theatre's not too full, I'm more than happy to sit somewhere seperate from you all, if it will help make you feel a bit more comfortable.

	I appreciate the thought, replied Irine. She was amazing herself, being able to actually talk to Dana. A few days ago, she wouldn't have dared be in the same room as her.

	Their tickets had seat numbers reserved on them, but the cinema usually only enforced them if the theatre was full. Due to Dana's height, Marco had booked seats near the back of the theatre. It looked promising  they may have arrived slightly late, but there was no queue outside theatre three, where their movie was playing. They quickly got some soda and popcorn and entered the theatre. Well, the ads for other movies were playing, so they wouldn't have to wait too long for the movie to start, at least, but nevertheless, Irine's heart was thumping like a jackhammer in her chest.

	The theatre was packed. The only free seats were the ones they'd booked. Irine nearly jumped out of her scales when she felt Dana's comforting hand rest on her shoulder. 

	Sorry, dear, said Dana, I'll sit on the far side from you, alright?

	Irine thought for a moment as they made their way to their seats and came to a decision. It was a stupid decision, but at least it would help control her phobia... maybe.

	No, she said, I'll sit beside you. It'll do me some good to finally confront my fear head-on.

	If that's what you want.

	The awkward foursome sat down, Dana and Irine against the wall and Marco and Ezra obeside them. The sly husbands looked at one another and a grinning Marco gave Ezra a wink and a subtle thumbs-up. Ezra rolled his eyes knowingly and returned the smile.

	Marco's plan was, seemingly, somehow working.

		*****

	The four friends definitely enjoyed the movie, the great action fans that they were. Irine had further amazed herself in the theatre  the further the movie progressed, the less the massively tall form of Dana frightened her, and she actually felt relatively at ease being in her cheerful company. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all. Dana had noticed this also; the tense stress she'd felt practically radiating from the little lizard lessening as time went by.

	The boys had to use the bathroom, so Irine and Dana were waiting in the mostly empty lobby  most of the patrons were in the theatres watching their movies. There was a minute of silence, then Dana decided to venture a conversation with her reluctant companion to break the awkward silence.

	So, how was the movie for you? asked Dana.

	It was good, replied Irine, surprising herself yet again by being able to look up at her tall companion without wanting to run away, I'm a bit of a sucker for good action.

	Anything other than action tickle your fancy? there was a slightly awkward note in Dana's voice, as if she was attempting to spark up a romantic talk. Irine didn't notice it at first.

	Oh, a little of this, a little of that, replied Irine with a shrug, I like comedies, most animated things and romances and... wait, Irine tilted her head slightly in amusement as she realised the tone Dana had used and looked up into her beautiful green eyes, Are you trying to flirt with me?

	Dana blushed slightly. Maybe... I don't know. I THOUGHT I wanted to just ask a question... but, truth be told... you're quite cute when you're not terrified of me.

	That's right, said Irine, remembering, You're not into guys, are you? I overheard some of your conversation with my brother and Ezra at the start of the week... Sorry for spying on you, by the way.

	Dana blushed deeper and looked at the floor, shuffling her feet. It's okay. And yes, I'm not into guys.

	Irine now looked away too, feeling a little bad for making the moment more awkward than it already had been.

	You're cute too, she whispered at the floor. Or at least she thought she'd whispered  she clapped her hand over her mouth and flushed deeply when she noticed Dana glancing sidelong at her in surprise.

	You didn't mean to say that, did you? Dana asked gently.

	Irine kept her head aimed at the floor but flicked her gaze toward Dana's. She'd somehow managed to easily sit through an entire movie next to the shark, and her confused emotions regarding her were still unanswered from last night.

	Irine had glanced at Dana a couple of times during the movie, each time resulting in quite the unexpected rush through her mind  she was SO close to her most feared crush that she had been considering tackling it even more head-on than just sitting next to her even then. Maybe she should just try it  find out if her mind was trying to trick her or if it was real.

	Before she could think about it further and let fear overcome her again, she closed her eyes and took in and let out a deep breath. Then, in one fluid motion, she swept up onto the nearby bench so she could reach and grasped the surprised fish's face, lunging herself forward to plant a massive kiss on Dana's slick lips.

	What on Earth was going through her mind?