****** Beneath the Sea by Dave ******
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Beneath the Sea


Synopsis: Fantasy. A mermaid changes Bob forever.

Saturdays were Bob's favorite days. All week he worked at the only convenience
store in the small Ocean side town, often for ten to twelve hours a day. He
didn't really mind, as the weekends were always his, by special arrangement
with the Managers wife. The "arrangement" had cost him his virginity to an
oversized woman, but had assured his future employment and guaranteed him 48-
hours of pure bliss in the warmth of the ocean's spray. He loved to swim and
play amongst the open waves, and would often remain in the comfort of the
ocean's embrace for hours on end. His figure reflected the countless hours in
the sea with its firm muscle tone, and his limitless energy. The inner peace he
reflected from hours in the ocean's solace was a continual comfort to the folks
he dealt with daily. He was well loved in the small community, and never lacked
for companionship or invitations.

It was during one particular Saturday morning, in the height of the tourist
season, that Bob's life was changed forever. It was still overcast from last
night gale, and the stiff breezes put a damp chill in the air. Undaunted, he
dove into the surf, feeling the initial surge of the salt spray invading his
senses and surrounding his being. Rising for air with his feet barely touching
the sandy surface below, he felt a cool presence on his leg. At first startled,
he laughed to himself and dismissed the sensation as a stray strand of drifting
seaweed. He had heard tales of great white sharks that had strayed into the
frothy waters but had never seen any real evidence of their encroachment into
his playground. But a second more forceful rub changed his euphoria into fear,
and he began to search the steel grey waters to identify the source as he
deliberately moved to the shore.

Once ashore, he surveyed the waters carefully, and was joined by his friend Don
who had come down for a few hours of foul-weather surfing. After describing the
experience, they both silently watched the spray trying to isolate the telltale
wake of the sharks dorsal fin. After some anxious moments, they both began to
relax and began to joke about the experience when Bob spotted what appeared to
be a human face silhouetted in one of the waves. Once again, they silently
watched the incoming waves. Eventually Don tired and excused himself for lunch,
but Bob continued his vigil, certain of his sensations and wary of re-entering
the thundering surf. As the day wore on he began to doubt himself and wondered
why his was wasting the day on an illusion. Re-entering the breaking surf, he
dove back into the refreshing spray, and let the water wash away his fears. His
confidence renewed, he swam further away from the shore and the vacationers, to
find his own private playground amidst the waves.

Now in waters well over his head, he swam gracefully amidst the playful waves
of the ocean. The salt spray filled his nostrils like a hallucinogen, bringing
him to the euphoria he had grown to expect from the sea's caress. He senses
dulled and he was gently transported into a realm where reality and fantasy
merged. It was then she came to him, gently pulling his torso into the depths
while assuring his head remained above the water. Her hands flowed over his
firm, well-toned frame, exploring every crease and ripple. With delicate
motions, she slid her hands into his swim trunks, releasing him of the only
clothing that confined his swaying body. She then buried her face into the mass
of curly dark hair surrounding his masculinity, and began to gently draw his
nectar from the depths where it waited. The once soft skin became warm and
taught, its firmness filling her mouth and she continued her gentle oral
administration, increasing in fervor as his arousal became more apparent.
Maintaining a firm grip with her gentle hands on his buttocks, she held him
aloft to maintain his precious air supply even though his hips began to spasm
uncontrollably as he reached his climax. Without warning, his warm, fertile
cream exploded into her throat, and she recoiled from the force. Maintaining
her firm grip, she continued to draw the precious nectar into her being until
he was fully expended, and then began a slow, almost lifeless descent to the
ocean's floor. Almost instantaneously, her body began to transform, now
fertilized by the creature from above.

At first Bob was terrified by the private invasion, but was almost immediately
reassured by the creature's gentleness and concern for his safety. Her
stimulation was incredible, and the moment he felt her gentle hands on his
thighs, he knew he had nothing to fear. As her mouth closed around his manhood,
bringing it to life with the gentle tongue play to his glans, he brought his
arms down to the floating mass of dark hair that swayed beneath him to the
motion of the waves. Her persistent suction brought him to an orgasm faster
than he thought imaginable, and the powerful release was so fulfilling that he
became dizzy. As she drifted away into the depths with her precious cargo of
his life giving seed, Bob ascended into a back float, and seemed to drift
endlessly on a continuous wave of euphoria. It wasn't until he heard the shriek
of a young visitor, that he became aware of his nakedness, and dove into the
privacy of the depths. As darkness began to fall, he made his escape with an
abandoned towel he spotted on the beach.

It wasn't until he stepped out of the shower later in the evening that he
spotted the small green scaly growth on the tip of his manhood. It grew rapidly
and would soon engulf the lower half of his body. Small gills appeared along
his chin, and his face took on an entirely new appearance. Within a week, he
would disappear from the small community to join her beneath the waves, and
began his life as a coveted sea creature.

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