"Woohoo!!" Bret cheered as he rode his surfboard atop a massive wave. He proudly showed off his chiseled body, tan skin, and flowing blond locks. Unfortunately for him, only a few visited the beach during work hours on a Monday. Showing off with girls watching and fawning over him was more fun.
His chest and legs grew tingly as he paddled to wait for the next wave. He scowled, scratching his chest. "Did I get stung by jellyfish?" His chest appeared swollen, and his toes felt stiff when he wiggled them.
Bret wasn't too concerned; it took more than some mild discomfort to dispirit him. When the next wave came out, he readied himself and jumped to his feet to ride. "Heeellll yeah!" He shouted. His voice sounded a little hoarse and high; did he have a cold? There was no point in worrying; instead, he focused on getting an adrenaline rush and feeling good vibes.
His chest and legs began to throb as he stood on the board. "Uggh..." He glanced down, his eyes widening in horror. His pecs had swollen into A-cup breasts and were still growing. Immediately after, his hips started to pop and push outward while his waist pulled in. A tight knot of tension formed below his navel and expanded.
"W-- What the fuck!?" He screamed, his voice climbing a few octaves. His legs and feet locked up and behaved clumsily, causing him to fall off his board and into the wave. "Mmmrrrfggll!" He panicked, flailing his arms as he was pulled underwater.
Water had just started filling the terrified surfer's lungs when a burning sensation erupted over his neck. Bret took a few seconds of flailing to realize he could breathe just fine underwater. How is this possible? He thought in awe before the uncomfortable sensations intensified.
His arms shrunk and softened, his muscle melting away. When trying to kick his legs, he discovered his ankles were stuck together and filling in with flesh. "N-- No! What the hell!" He screamed underwater while the bones in his legs merged and warped, gradually lengthening.
He hardly noticed his hair lengthening and turning red. When his trunks ripped off, he saw azure scales sprouting from his flesh. "O-- oh god..." He muttered in complete horror. His breasts expanded to a perky C-cup when his cock and balls suddenly receded into his crotch. "N-- NO!" He desperately cried, reaching a now-dainty hand down to clutch at his manhood. It was too late; his dick sucked inward until it was only a pink, fleshy nub. His testicles were getting repurposed, and a moist slit formed down the middle of his empty sack.
Bret let out a small cry and shuddered, pulling his hand away. It was so sensitive down there; a small burst of pleasurable sensation shot through her crotch and pelvis. "I-- I have to get help!" She stopped looking at herself and turned forward. Just swim, she psyched herself up and tried to move her legs. As her lower limbs were now more like a tail-fin, she instinctively used the proper motions to propel herself.
As Bret made her way to the shoreline, she felt the cool rush of water flow over her now extremely feminine, naked body. How was this possible? How could something like this happen? A part of him felt a sense of thrill while speeding through the ocean and not having to come up for air.
Upon reaching the shore, Bret pulled herself onto the sandbank and inspected herself, trembling as she looked in awe. Her scales had mostly come in, just a few below her waist needing to go in. "Oh-- wow, huh..." She muttered, cupping her sensitive breasts before shivering and letting them go.
What now? She took a deep breath and let out a sigh. Rushing around underwater was pretty fun. I wonder how fast I can swim, she mused, her lips curling into a slight smile.