(Woman to Dolphin)

Stephanie dove into the cool waters of her pool, a smile gracing her face as she went under. A moment later, she resurfaced, her emerald hair glittering with beads of water.

The woman looked down to her reflection with a fond smile. Her hair wasn't always such a bright shade; she'd changed it to closer match the ocean. Swimming was one of her favorite passions, and she had always dreamed of living under the water.

While this had started as a simple fancy, it had escalated to her dyeing her hair and even switching to a fish-only diet.

Granted, it came at a cost. But she'd been blessed with good fortune for all her life, and she'd always been able to afford her expenses. Unfortunately, even her fortune was not enough to fulfill her fondest wish: a life underwater.

It was, however, enough to grant her a job at OceanLand, an aquatic theme park built for people with an interest in the ocean. Better yet, her company didn't mind her taking after-hours dips like this, even in the animal tanks. Apparently the contact was good for the other animals, and all of them loved her.

None more so than Squeakers, one of their resident dolphins. It's why she chose to swim with him tonight, a late-night dip with one of her biggest fans. She looked down, her blue eyes glinting with amusement as he swam gentle circles around her.

The woman sighed with contentment, kicking back in relaxation as she rolled onto her back, her eyes closed with bliss. She loved the way the water coursed around her body, letting her float on its shimmering surface.

Squeakers brushed against her arm and she trailed an arm down, petting him as he floated beside her. She knew that some people called porpoises ‘the murderrapists of the sea’, but Squeakers was an absolute gentleman.

Like right now, it was like he was nuzzling her as though he was going to tell her something.

“Terribly sorry for the intrusion.” A male voice interrupted her thoughts.

Stephanie looked around, her eyes wide as she looked for the speaker. “No worries! I’m an employee here, I’m meant to be in this tank!”

After a brief pause, the voice came again, rich and cultured. “Yes, I’m well aware of that, Stephanie. By the way, you did an excellent performance at this week’s show.”

Her heart pounded—was this a stalker? Was he following her somehow?

When she didn’t respond, the man spoke again, a little agitated this time. “The porpoise. Beside you.”

She spun, her eyes wide. “Squeakers?” She yelped. It had to be a joke; her boss was messing with her. That said, a small part of her hoped it was real; that this could be her magical moment.

Her heart raced as the dolphin opened its mouth. For a moment, there was silence in the room. Then the dolphin let out a loud speaking.

Stephanie giggled, swatting her forehead. Of course Squeakers couldn't talk; she felt ridiculous for even considering it.

“No, I'm just having a little fun at your expense; of course it's me.” The male voice said again, this time in perfect timing with the porpoise's mouth moving.

Stephanie's jaw fell slack as she looked down to her companion. “No way...” She muttered, her heart picking up its pace where it had left off.

“I suppose that wasn't really proper of me, was it? Sorry for that; you get cooped up long enough and you get a certain sense of humor. Anyways, I'm speaking to you now for a very special reason, and I'd bet you a fish that you can't guess what it is.”

“You're here because you were cursed to be a dolphin by some vengeful goddess and now you're finally free but it comes at the cost of needing someone to replace you so you've chosen me to become a dolphin in your stead so nobody would get suspicious and—blub!” Stephanie sank below the water a bit as she let loose a torrent of words, her cheeks coloring as Squeakers had to help her up to keep her from choking.

She finished a little lamely: “And now I have to be transformed into a dolphin while you reassume your original form.”

Squeakers paused, his jaw opening and closing in what was either honest surprise or his being stunned into silence by her stupidity. Finally, he spoke again, breaking the silence. “Sure, let's go with that.”

Stephanie squeaked, wrapping her arms around the dolphin and kissing his snout over and over. “Please, change me Squeakers!” She giggled, nuzzling his soft and rubbery body.

“Sure... Although I suppose you'll need to call me 'Stephanie' from now on.” The dolphin's voice held a faint chuckle to it as his snout began to flatten out on its face, his skin getting pinker and pinker by the second.

Stephanie opened her mouth to ask what he meant, but all that came from her throat was a set of clicks and 'eeks'. She grinned like a loon as her face slowly began to stretch out, her lips flattening down.

The swimmer could feel her teeth getting smaller; new ones coming in as her jaw expanded to a bottlenosed muzzle. Tentatively, she raised a hand to her cheeks, letting out even more squeaks as she felt her skin get tough and rubbery.

“Dear Lord, is that what I sounded like?” The changing dolphin asked, hair beginning to lengthen from his head.

Stephanie bobbed her own head eagerly even as her locks began to pull back into her scalp with a faint tingling. She could feel her own ears beginning to sink into her head, leaving her with nothing but a small pair of holes to hear from. It was all so real; this was really happening!

She squeaked again happily, her eyes sliding a little to the sides of her head as she continued to change. It was magical and bizarre at all the same time, watching the creature change in reverse even as she continued to transform. Right now Squeakers was a dolphin from the neck down, but his head was a perfect replica of Stephanie's, green dye and all. Naturally, Stephanie loved it.

“Well, I'm glad to see you're enjoying this.” Squeakers sniggered, Stephanie's voice now coming from his throat. “I was honestly a little worried that you'd be a little more distressed by losing your gender.”

Stephanie looked down, a brief surge of panic flitting through her as she pulled down her bottom, watching her sex reshape. She then smiled in relaxation, feeling how nice it was to have water coursing around her new member, and she gave her changing companion a quick peck on the cheek.

“Glad to hear that!” The dolphin's fins lengthened to arms, and it snatched up Stephanie's floating bikini bottom. He then reached around behind her, unfastening her top.

Stephanie didn't mind; it'd be rather hard to do that with flippers. She looked down to her arms as they twisted and reshaped. She'd expected them to pull into her body. Instead her hands cupped under her armpits, like she was doing a chicken impression. A thick and gray webbing grew to connect her arms, leaving her with the fins she had so long desired. Except she was still missing a tail...

Before she fully knew what she was doing, Stephanie rolled back onto her back and began to clap her fins together, squeaking loudly. She'd seen Squeakers do that often enough when wanting a fish, and she began to fervently hope he'd get the message.

Sure enough, he laughed, his own tail retracting into his spine as a pair of legs pushed out from his waist.

Stephanie's eyes widened, and she squeaked with pleasure as a long dolphin's trail slowly stretched its way out from her backside. Her legs kicked a little, dwindling away at the sides of the tail that was as thick as her torso. Her feet pulled back into her ankles, just in time for a long and slipper tailfin to push out from her new appendage, leaving her wonderfully equipped to dance through the water.

But Squeakers wasn't done with her yet. He reached out his hands, cupping her breasts gently and beginning to knead them. She could feel her breasts sinking back into her body, a small trail of arousal coursing through her with the motion. As he kept kneading, her pair of 'girls' appeared on his dolphin's chest, which was already beginning to reshape to her slim body.

The changing girl looked down to her body, watching as she began to bulk up, putting on pounds of rubber by the second. She squeaked in amusement. All of those years of working out and dieting; gone in a heartbeat and given to someone else. It was a small price to pay for her new life, though.

Just as the thought passed through her mind, a large dorsal fin sprouted form her back. She arched it, squeaking with bliss and glee alike at the lovely feeling of this latest change. She could feel it jutting from the square of her back; sense the pool's gentle current against it.

Finally, a small little hole appeared in the square of her back, and with a rush of adrenaline the former swimmer realized she could breathe through it. Stephanie chittered, diving deep down. Fully submerged, she did a lazy spin through the water, dancing as her changes reached their completion. A few minuted later, she swam back to the clone of her old body, nuzzling it and squeaking her joy over and over.

Squeakers laughed, petting her sensitive dorsal fin. “I had a suspicion that you'd like this.” He said, stroking her.

She let out a contented warble, her eyes glazing over slightly from the sheer pleasure of it all. She didn't quite picture just how enjoyable having such a new appendage would be! Her dorsal fin was extremely sensitive to the touch, and she let out a contented breath of air through her blowhole.

“And also that. I've no idea what it is about a dolphin's body; being one is just pleasurable. Of course, I am damnably curious as to what's changed in the outer world since I've been in this tank.” Squeakers looked down to his new legs, wiggling his toes. “And I suppose I do need to give these legs a test run.”

Squeakers paused, hugging Stephanie for a moment as he no doubt considered his next move. “I think that I might take a few weeks off from this job. I've never seen you take a vacation, so you must have saved up some time.”

Stephanie bobbed her head, but frowned a little at the thought of being left to Gabrielle's ministrations. She was the other dolphin handler, and she'd never had too firm a grasp on how well to treat the porpoises. It was really an almost criminal lack of respect.

Squeakers picked up on Stephanie's distress and chuckled aloud. “Well, I suppose that I could stand for a little role reversal. Tell you what, I'll whip the other trainers into shape if you promise to demonstrate how smart us dolphins can be. Then I'll take my vacation.”

Stephanie perked up immediately, nuzzling Squeakers again and again and chirping merrily.

He pushed away from her with a chuckle. “Now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to get some sleep before work tomorrow. So until then, so long and thanks for all the fish.”