Fishin’ buddies

By The Nome King

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“Can you grab me another Sam?” Danny asked his friend as he leaned back on his camping chair, while the canopy of the trees shaded him from the bright midday sun. Sam leaned over his own seat and opened up a white portable drinks cooler, then grabbed a can of beer from the inside and threw it over toward Danny. The sound of rushing air could be heard as Danny caught and opened the can before taking a swig, the sound of rushing water joining the crescendo of noises as they sat in front of a river as it gently flowed by. Large pine trees towered above where they both sat, large Y shaped twigs kept two fishing rods held upright over the river; a line hung down from the end into the water where a float and fishhook dangled in the water with bait pierced upon the tip of the hook. 

The two friends had decided to go fishing together; taking Dan’s truck to the reserve and then hiking into the forest for a few hours, and taking some food, drinks and basic supplies to keep them going before they caught some fish to fry. Their destination had been a stream that was known to be home to some delicious silver salmon; it was the same stream that lay before them as they took in the warm sun. Beer cans lay scattered around where they were seated, along with crisp packets and chocolate bar wrappers. 

Sam grabbed another beer from the cooler before closing the cover and depressed the metal catch to open his drink, and took a nice long swig of the American booze. Danny lay back in his chair and looked towards the towering snow topped mountains in the distance; the warm idealistic American countryside was very comforting that was only made more beautiful with a stunning backdrop and singing birds in the trees. It was a gorgeous locale, and both Sam and Danny didn’t seem too concerned with actually catching any fish, and more so on drinking plenty of alcohol, and enjoying themselves in the warm Saturday sun.

“Told you it was nice out here” Danny said as he gently rested his foot against the fishing pole that sat in front of him, and carefully leaned back in his chair while scratching his short black hair and stubbly beard, his slightly darker skin tone shimmering in the sun as sweat beaded from his brow. Sam nodded in agreement and leaned over to seize a small chocolate bar from his backpack that sat next to the cooler; splitting the plastic wrapper open and threw it aside onto the grass.

“Couldn’t agree more Dan, its lovely out here” Sam said as he took a bite out of the peanut flavoured chocolate bar, whilst removing a baseball cap he’d from his head where his short black hair could be seen. He rubbed his forearm against a sweaty Caucasian brow before gently throwing the cap onto the ground and finished eating his chocolate bar. Any decent hiker would have noticed that they were hardly dressed correctly for the occasion, Sam wore a blank grey t-shirt, jeans and black trainers. While Danny wore a similar light green t-shirt, cargo shorts and boots. Sam scratched his short stubbly goatee before finishing off his beer, and throwing the can into the river. As he turned his head around to grab another beer he saw something in the tree across the river, and stood up to try and get a better look.

“Uhhhmm…Dan? What’s that?” Sam said as he pointed his finger over through the trees towards what appeared to be movement. Danny leaned up in his chair and peered into the undergrowth, and saw what appeared to be some kind of animal moving through the trees, the large ferns moving around as the creature came into view.

“Looks like a…oh shit!” Danny said as he saw the tip of a wet black nose appear from the long shrubs, followed by the huge brown eyes of a grizzly bear. Its face came into view, followed by its strong muscular body; all covered in thick brown shaggy fur. The animal was huge, even for a grizzly and it seemingly began licking its jowls as it padded towards both Sam and Danny with malicious intent within its large hazel coloured eyes. To Sam and Dan they saw a threat; a huge predator who had wandered into their midst. To the bear however it saw food dressed in human clothing, and let out a deep growl at the thought of his meal to come. He began moving out of the bushes until his entire body could be seen, and then raised himself up on his hind legs, before letting out a loud bellowing roar in the direction of Dan and Sam. It was the kind of sound Sam had heard of when watching films, the iconic roar of a grizzly bear; but that didn’t prepare him for how terrifying it sounded when you were only a mere ten metres away from it. The sight of this towering monster was enough to make most people stain their underpants with urine, yet Sam and Dan retained control of their bowls and simply stood paralysed in fear.

“Get the spray! It’s in my pack!” Dan shouted at Sam as he suddenly snapped out of his fear induced trance, turning to his friend with an expression of urgency. Sam looked back and turned his head towards their backpack; suddenly realising that this was a life or death situation and he needed to act swiftly. He quickly reached down towards his friend’s pack and began rooting through the nylon side pockets, while Dan kept his eyes locked towards the animal in front of him to make sure it didn’t get to close. 

“I can’t find it!” Sam said in a panicked tone as he rooted through the hikers branded backpack; his frustration began to heighten as he started throwing things out of Dan’s pack in a flurry. Sam turned his head back to the bear as it gradually sauntered towards the river, its eyes set upon them both with malicious intent. 

“OK….keep calm Sam, Grizzlies aren’t very good climbers. We can’t play dead because this thing is pissed off for some reason, there’s a tree a few yards behind us. We both get in that tree and kick the damn thing if we need to…got it?!” Dan said as he turned to his friend who remained kneeling down beside his pack; his eyes were still looking at the grizzly before them; its paws reaching the riverbank. Sam turned back to root through the pack once more in a wild panic, before looking towards the river again. They both heard the sounds of splashing water as the bear’s huge paws descend into the river, its large black nose sniffing the his future meal while he perceived the mess the two humans had made in its territory with their filthy hiking paraphernalia and food wrappers.

Both Sam and Dan felt their hearts pounding hard in their chests, both their adrenal glands began pumping chemicals into their blood that began to make their muscles twitch; the two toned male bodies were ready to run in a primal fight or flight situation. The grizzly stopped in the river and looked at them both, opening his mouth and growled deeply towards his prey; a noise that sent shivers of fear through both terrified humans. It was then something very strange happened, the sounds of the river began to fade away, however both Sam and Dan could see the water rushing by. The sounds of the trees rustling in the wind, the noise of the birds and even their own heartbeats began to fade away until all they could hear was the deep raspy growls of the bear. They began to feel light headed, like they were caught in a trance as their pupils locked with the hazel ursine eyes. A bizarre aura of darkness and shadow began to engulf the bear, swallowing all the surrounding light around the beast. True terror gripped the humans as the animal’s eyes flashed a deathly shade of red; and only the noise of its deep raspy breath could be heard. All of a sudden the aura of black faded, its eyes returned to normal all of the sound returned to their ears.

“RUN!” Dan said as battle between logic and emotion was lost within their minds, fear gripping them utterly as their flight instincts kicked in. They turned tail towards the tree they’d intended to climb, turning their heads and moving around the camping chairs. They’d barely made it two steps before a sudden numbness struck all the muscles in their legs, causing them to lose their balance and fall forwards awkwardly. The weakness in their legs persisted as their bodies slammed against the forest floor, the once strong toned muscles within their lower limbs had seemingly failed them. 

They both grunted loudly as they both fell down hard upon the grassy forest floor below, a sudden wave of confusion and fear began to grasp them tight as they realised they were unable to move their legs. In that instant they tried to run from the grizzly predator, all the muscles in their legs had seemingly ceased to function; and both limbs felt like deadweight holding them back now.

“What the fuck! What’s happening?!” Sam screamed as he tried to move his feet and knees, but found he wasn’t able to shift them an inch on his own. His gaze turned toward Dan to see that he was having the same problem; his muscles were seemingly paralysed and unresponsive.

“I….I don’t….Just crawl! Go!” Dan stammered and shouted as he heard the sounds of splashing water and deep animalistic growls behind them grow even louder. They were both terrified beyond anything they’d ever felt before, the growls behind them acted as a constant reminder of their approaching doom that slowly paddled through the stream to claim his prey; where they both had fallen like lambs to the slaughter. Dan pressed his hands into the grass and tried to pull his body forwards but could not move an inch; his arms and torso using every ounce of strength they had seemingly wasn’t enough. It felt like they were in a horrible waking nightmare; the primal and simple fear of being chased, the inability to move or fight back like they were running through treacle; it all lent to the idea of being within a dream. But they knew better than that, this felt more real than anything they’d ever felt before; and it was that knowledge they could die which kept them in constant terror. After a few more attempts at dragging their bodies forwards; they felt all strength evaporate from their arms and were forced to lie on the ground helplessly. They shouted and pleaded for help as they lay on the ground like hunks of meat on a platter, Sam even continued to scratch and claw against the ground in desperation, gripping the grass in his hands but only managed to pull up soil.
 
“Oh god no! What the hell is going on?!” Sam cried out in terror while he continued to scrape and scramble at the grassy forest floor; pulling up weeds and plants as he did so. It was almost like there was an invisible force holding him back, like a barrier in front of him, or a weight that crushed down upon his legs and pinned him to his helpless position on his front. Sam turned his head around to see the huge round head of the grizzly bear peaking up from the grassy bank of the riverside, two huge wet paws pressed against the ground and its eyes shone a bright red once again. Both Sam and Dan turned to see the glowing red eyes of the bear staring back at them, before the glowing crimson lights vanished and the grizzly gazed upon them with large brown orbs once more. The bear seemed to take no urgency in padding up to Sam and Dan; it was like he knew they couldn’t escape; like he was toying with them.

“Sam...I can’t move! Can you try and….wha…what the!?” Dan yelled as he tried to calm his friend and figure out a plan to escape, even though the situation appeared hopeless, he was then suddenly distracted by something poking out Sam’s jeans. At first glance Dan had only noticed that his friend’s jeans were a little looser than normal; almost like Sam had suddenly lost a few pounds. But it was then he saw a strange dark pointed shape poking out between his baggy t-shirt and his jeans. Dan watched with worrisome fascination as this bizarre shape began slowly extending out from underneath Sam’s shirt; and had grown over an inch within a matter of seconds. The object appeared to be flat, thin and had a pointed tip which extended behind him towards the growling grizzly bear, whose deep rumbling breaths began to get louder as he approached with a look of hunger on his face. The shape of this object seemed strangely familiar, but Dan couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was. Sam turned his head around again to look behind him, his eyes catching sight of the object extending out the back of his shirt and pants

“What the….oh god what’s that!?” Sam exclaimed loudly at the sight of the strange wobbling structure that seemed to be extending from under his clothes, he could even feel it pushing his baggy jeans down his legs, which felt as if they were getting looser by the second. His thick hairy legs began to come into view as his jeans moved gradually down his waist; his underwear seemingly following suit. It was then he caught sight of the Grizzly, who simply stood and watched as the two humans lay helplessly in front of him. Sam turned his head back to Dan and his gaze was immediately drawn to his backside, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of the same strange object slowly extending out his backside and pushing his loosening cargo shorts down his legs.

“E…Dan, you’ve got one too!” Sam cried out in fear and confusion, and pointed his finger towards Dannys’s backside. Dan turned his head around to see the same strange thin structure extending out from his rear, his expression turned to one of bewilderment and terror as he watched this odd structure extend out of his pants. Past the growing thin black shape he caught sight of the grizzly’s dripping maw and large hazel eyes, shivers rushed down his spine as the dangerous animal licked his lips as he was preparing for a feast. Dan then began to feel a strange pressure he’d not felt before; it was brought about as his shorts were caught against the ground. He felt his shorts pressing up against something; the sensation was almost like there was an extension of his backside pressing up against fabric. He turned his head around to find that his buttocks were actually still within his shorts; instead it seemed this strange pointed shape had begun to put pressure on his undergarments. It was confusing at first, but soon it’d all become clear as Dan felt the building pressure suddenly release; and the object seemingly wriggled free from his shorts, the sight of which made Sam’s eyes bulge open in disbelief.

“What the fuck is that!” Dan screamed aloud as he saw that part of the growing object had been obstructed and disguised its true nature. What wriggled around from the end of Dan’s lower back was what appeared to be the fin of a fish’s tail. The fin itself was a dark shade of grey and there were many silver scales spread over a large fat growth which looked like a tail, which extended out past his shirt. Danny had felt something slimy and wet sliding between his ass as the pressure had been released, and realised that the fin had been sitting between his buttocks. Sam watched with a gaping mouth as the dark moist fin began slowly extending out of Dan’s loosening shorts, the bright silver scales becoming more obvious as it extended out. Sam also noticed that the scales had formed from the skin around his buttocks; and he could see the human flesh slowly changing colour where the tail connected to his body. 

Dan turned his head back to face forwards and tried to grip the grass again, pulling out plants with his fingers in a desperate bid to escape this horrible situation; his mind unable to accept what he saw. His efforts were fruitless and his movement from side to side only reminded him of what was slowly growing out from his hairy backside; the wet silvery tail growing faster the more he fought against it. Danny was trying to deny what he could feel from within his expanding body, the pressure against the fin, the cold breeze against the scaled skin. He could feel through this piscine tail, like it’d always been of his body; like it belonged to him. His grunts and pants began to sound desperate as he clambered at the ground, trying to bury his fear under denial but it only served in wasting his time; as he was still unable to move in the slightest.

“Noooo….No no no!” Dan cried out in anguish as he desperately tried to scramble away, his body suddenly shivered as a cold wave flushed through his body; moaning loudly at the feeling as he felt his strange fish-like fin growing upwards a little more. Dan then hear loud popping sounds, which were followed by rather sensual vibrations that rippled down his spine; the source of these noise seemingly originated within his extending tail and fishy fin. 

“Oh god! No please not that!!” Dan shrieked loudly as he turned his head around to see what’d become of the odd growth; and saw that the human skin of his backside had begun to change colour. Sam put his hand across his mouth at this sight, even he couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing. Dan realised what this meant, what was happening; but he didn’t know why. Sam continued to stare at the spreading changes, as Dan’s shorts and underpants were gradually pushed down his legs which revealed more to see. He also saw the skin of his lower back changing colour, seemingly spreading up towards his neck like a bizarre skin infection; large soft plates broke away and formed a series of metallic looking piscine scales. 

“It’s a tail! Dan it’s your….Oh no….NO NO!” Sam shouted at Dan as he realised that this fish-like growth that extended from Dan’s lower back was an extension of his body, and that his friend was somehow changing. It was then Sam stopped mid-sentence and began to realise what this meant for him; and turned his head around to see that the same strange object had extended outwards from his jeans in the same manner as Dan’s. Sam stopped breathing in shock as he saw the short fat fishy tail and fin jutting out from the cleft of his buttocks; slowly growing longer and heavier with every passing second. They both began to scramble and scrape their hands in a rather hopeless manner against the dirt; both terrified and confused as they felt strange popping vibrations travelling up their spines from the extending piscine tails. Dan and Sam felt tears of fear trickling down their cheeks; crying and sobbing with confusion as they felt their heavy piscine growths extend out from their bodies, while their clothes seemed to get bigger and bigger. As their tails grew a little longer, their attire seemed to get bigger; it was almost like they were shrinking within their very apparel. 

Moans escaped Sam’s maw as he couldn’t help but groan at the strangely sensual feeling of his cold scaled tail growing a little longer, the sensation of popping cartilage and stretching flesh didn’t feel at all unpleasant. What he found strange is that he quite enjoyed the sensations, which only made him feel more confused by the sheer terrifying life & death circumstances of his transformation. Groans of pleasure emanated from Sam’s maw once maw as he felt the cold slimy flesh growing between his buttocks, the once warm human skin seemed to feel colder as the scales spread over the once mammalian skin. Moans escaped Dan’s mouth as he felt the same sensations of changes wracking his body, his mind reacting in a very similar fashion; he felt confused by the horror of the circumstances while in the back of his mind he enjoyed how the changes felt. Vibrations shivered down his spine once more as more bones popped into place, the sensation itself felt akin to cracking one’s knuckles. 

Dan looked over to Sam who’d actually managed to drag himself forwards by a small amount, but it only served to pull his lower body out of his sagging jeans; which didn’t even hold onto his waist and simply sagged down against his legs like they were designed for a human twice as large. More moans escaped Sam’s mouth as he felt his tail popping as it grew outwards, gasping in strange alien delight at the feeling of an odd cooling sensation that began spreading between his buttocks and down his legs. It felt like a cold gust of wind bracing across his skin; which seemed to permeate his flesh and bones. Dan watched with fear and fascination as Sam’s tail began to push his buttocks apart, soft wet silvery scales began gradually forming from the human skin and converted the once human flesh to a slimy piscine hide. The hairs that were attached to Sam’s still human skin near his tail, began to gradually fall away in clumps as the pigmentation of his skin shifted from pink to silver. The feeling manifested as tickling all over his skin, followed by what felt like somebody dripping cold fluid over his buttocks and legs. Dan’s gaze did not divert from Sam’s rear as he watched his friend’s buttocks slowly getting pushed aside as the tail grew in between and against them; but also began to merge with the thickening structure of the tail. The human skin separated into small soft plaint silver scales, as they began overlapping one another as the mass from his buttocks began to shift; and provide more length and girth for his expanding tail. Sam could feel the bones popping and snapping in his spine and growing piscine structure, a feeling which again; felt bizarrely sensual but didn’t detract from the terror of the situation, his expression still showing fear and dread as he heard the bear had begun slowly padding towards them again. 

“Dan! What…what’s haaaa!!! AHhhh Fuck!” Sam stuttered loudly as he heard the loud padding paws of the bear slowly moving towards him, his tail suddenly began to wiggle gently back and forth at the panic Sam felt; almost like it was an inbuilt reaction to swim away. His voice suddenly trailed off into a loud gasping groan at the strangely sexual and sudden sensation of his anus moving away from between his shrinking buttocks; the tail seemingly growing so large it had started to pull his bodily orifices with it as well. Dan looked over at the bear and saw it gradually circling around Sam, and noticed it seemed massive compared to his seemingly much smaller body. The grizzly kept its distance from his meal, but continued to lick his lips and nose in gleeful patience; it was almost savouring their agony like sampling a starter before the main course. Sam’s buttocks continued to slowly disappear into his growing tail, the fin pushing his jeans down even more until Dan noticed something very strange.

“S…sam, where’s your feet!?” Dan said loudly in a rather panicked tone of voice as he noticed that Sam’s trainers had been left empty near the leg end of his jeans. It was then Dan felt similar changing wracking his own buttocks, the same changes that had transformed Sam’s backside into just a thick slimy fish tail began to wrack his own body. Dan turned his head back to his cargo shorts and saw that his boots had also been left behind, while Sam’s empty trainers lay sideways on the grass with no feet to fill them. Dan was already in a panic, but started to pant in shock as he realised that he couldn’t feel his legs, his tail also started to shake from side to side; and didn’t even notice how natural the movement felt.

“Sam! What’s happening to us!?” Dan cried out as he looked over to Sam in desperation, his friend looked back at him with nothing but a terrified expression to respond with. Sam looked over to observe the changes to Dan’s lower body, and saw that his fishy tail had become massive in comparison to his upper body; just like his own. The long scaled structure seemed to be gradually getting so large that they almost looked like a bizarre merman of some kind, but there was little flexibility in their newly changing piscine extremity; side to side movement appeared to be the only thing they could use it for. Sam’s gaze hovered over what remained of Dan’s lower body, and saw that his hips, legs and crotch were intact; but they were rapidly becoming more and more piscine by the second. What shocked him were Dan’s legs; the small deforming structure didn’t look function at all; but it wasn’t the shape of his shrinking that terrified him; it was the size.

“Oh god Dan, your legs…th…they’re disappearing!” Sam shouted back without a reply to Dan’s answer, and instead could only draw attention to his friend’s rapidly shrinking human features. Dan’s socks were eventually pulled of what remained of his feet; and saw the two deformed stumps slowly slide out from the fabric and started to sink into his swelling tail. There were seemingly no digits present on the stumps, it was like his toes had fused into a mass and were slowly shrinking into the remainder of his legs. The rest of his lower human limbs gradually shrank away into his growing piscine tail, and yet Dan couldn’t feel a thing; it was like he’d never even possessed legs in the first place. Sam had felt his shirt becoming looser and heavier over time, but it’d gotten to point where the opening for the neck began to sag over his head, and he needed to remove it before it became too large for him to remove. He retracted his hands through the loose arms of the shirt; pulled it off his body and looked back to see that some silver scales had started spreading up his back. 

Sam looked over to his friend and saw that the fabric of his t-shirt had begun pushing up from his back; as if something else was growing from his spine. Danny could feel his flesh pressing against the underside of his baggy garment, like it was an extension of his body was rubbing up against the fabric. Danny then felt the shirt sliding off his body as the object grew longer and longer, and Sam noticed then that the same silvery scales had spread up from his tail; underneath his shirt towards his shoulders. Dan felt the shirt fall off his front and gripped the rest that hung on his head, tugging it away and looking over to see Sam’s shocked expression.

“Dan….you…you’ve got a dorsal fin! Oh god….Oh god! We’re becoming fish!” Sam said aloud in as he gazed across Dan’s piscine fin that extended out from his back. They had both thought it, both had worried that it might have been happening but neither of them said because they feared it would be true. Only now after seeing that the silver scales had spread up his back, and formed a dark piscine fin; did he realise that they really were becoming nothing but fish.

“No no this can’t be happening...this is impossible!!” Dan screamed as he tried to push himself forward, but then realised after looking back; that he didn’t really have anything that could be considered ‘legs’ anymore. Instead of moving forwards in an attempt to escape; he felt his weight shifting to his left, before he suddenly landed on his side. He immediately began to slap his tail against the ground in a panic as he felt his heavy lower piscine body holding him down, which kept him from moving back onto his front. Sam looked back at the bear that’d been gradually pacing around them both, occasionally sniffing the air around them harmlessly until now. His heart began to race in his chest as he watched the bear approach his shrinking body; his reaction to flee kicked in again as he tried to scramble at the ground. It was then after seeing his fingers skink into the larger blades of grass in front of him; did he observe a strange discolouration in his fingers. A cooling sensation began to wash over his fingers, followed by a dull ache as the pigment within the human flesh started to darken before his very eyes. The dull ache and cold felt similar to being out in the cold air for too long, eventually the ability to move his fingers was stolen from Sam; and he was left to helplessly observe his hands slowly deforming in front of him. He was both fascinated by the changed and horrified at the realisation that his primary tool for interacting with the world around him; was being robbed and replaced with something useless. An expression of horror remained plastered over his face as he watched his fingers slowly start to becoming thinner and longer, the skin between his fingertips began to spread up between the extending digits. The once pink human skin started to darken in shade; turning brown and then black until they were the same colour as the fin that tipped the end of his piscine tail.

“No! Please not my hands…No I don’t want this! I don’t wanna be a fish!” Sam cried out in anguish as tears trickled down his face, watching his fingers becoming smaller and smaller until they were not more than ridges in rapidly forming fish fins. A thin layer of slimy black skin spread between each pointed digit until he realised that his hands were going to becoming nothing but useless piscine flippers. Sam pressed his thinning hands against the blades of grass which seemed to be even larger than before, it was obvious that they were becoming salmon; but why or how it was happening was another question entirely. Sam’s efforts to escape were met with the same eventuality that had befallen Danny, his weight tipping over to his right hand side; whilst his hands continuing to rapidly deform into flat pointed fins in front of him.

Sam then suddenly stopped moving as he suddenly felt a strange pulsating sensation of odd alien pleasure shooting up his body from deep within his loins, his mouth opening to allow a moan to escape which caught the attention of Danny. He felt sensual cooling sensations spreading through his human flaccid cock and balls, a feeling which started to sink into his loins and make his insides convulse with orgasmic pleasure. Sam gasped at the bizarre feelings of piscine pleasure, before desperately trying to look down towards what remained of his human torso to see what was happening. Sam was only able to make out the tiny stumps that had been his legs as they began to disappear into his scaly hide; however he was able to see what was happening to Dan. The small stumps that remained on Danny’s legs continued to shrink into his body, but some odd changes were afflicting his genitals. Dan’s moans and expression of pleasurable seemed to be proof that he too felt these sensations within his body also; the visual effects of this were obvious by the gentle dribble of precum leaking from Dan’s flaccid cock. What was strange is that Dan’s dick remained soft and even started to shrink towards his body; at first Sam thought it might be because of the cold, but then he felt his own dick wasting away toward the flat scaly hide.
Sam watched Dan’s heavy cut flaccid cock slowly shrinking into his body; his large fish tail shaking presumably in pleasure at the changes. Sam shook his tail at the same time as his cock also started to shrink even more, their testicles seemingly following suit with the shaft as the skin began to shrink and tighten; the testicles becoming smaller with each passing second. Sam groaned at the feeling of his foreskin peeling back, while his dick shrivelled up and merged into his body, the flesh seemingly turning inside out and producing a strange throbbing slit; his balls tightening up in their shrinking scrotum as they deviated upwards toward the changing slit. Sam watched Dan’s genitals undergo a similar change while silver scales spread towards what was left of his dick; his tail shaking violently at the feeling.

“Please Sam…AHhh!!! Ohhh ffffuck! make it stop!” Dan cried out in a mixture of ecstasy and terror as he could also see what was happening to Sam’s cock and balls; he was able to see his shrinking cock turn inside out and form a strange aching fishy slit. It was the fact he could feel these sensations wracking his own body that terrified him; begging his friend to make it stop even though he knew full well there was nothing Sam could do. The moment he’d feared eventually came; and Danny slapped his tail against his seemingly massive cargo shorts as he felt his dick shrinking into his body, and just like Sam’s dick; the remaining flesh began to form a long throbbing slit. Dan could feel his flesh seemingly warping around his new fishy opening, and a sudden scream of pleasure and terror exited both human mouths at once. They shuddered and shook in ecstasy and unrelenting fear as they felt their already shrinking testicles slide up between their rather moist openings, gasping as their other ball slipped between the folds and disappeared within their slimy piscine lower bodies. Slick slippery silver scales spread around from their deforming lower bodies and began covering the edges of their piscine openings, a gentle trickle of clear fluid oozed out both orifices as they remained highly aroused and totally confused. However the pleasurable changes would not end there; mere seconds later they felt their still human anuses moving up their flat scaled tails; gradually being tugged by shifting muscle towards the aching fish opening.
 
“Urgh…fffuck!! I…I can’t! Wh…why is this happening!?” Sam cried out in pleasurable fear and suddenly shuddered at the feeling of his anus sliding up against his slit; a sensation that made him slap his tail against his jeans, realising now they were tiny in comparison to the bear and their previous human forms. Sam panted as his anus slowly slid up against his slit and began to merge into the scaled opening, a long loud gasp of relief exiting his drooling mouth as the muscles contracted around the new piscine opening. The rest of Dan and Sam’s tails began to swell up and seamlessly transitioned between their changing human torsos. Sam noticed that Dan’s tail seemed to be the same shape as that of a fish, the top and bottom seemed to have a ridge while the left and right sides were quite flat in comparison to his human torso. It meant they were unable to flip themselves over if they want, and were forced to face each other; with their throbbing slits sitting mere inches away from one another. At this point Dan began twisting his tail and pressing it against the floor in resistance, while at the same time watching what was left of Sam’s hands change even more; determined not to end up in the same way. Dan could feel the same sensation of pleasant cooling spreading up his back and grew around his black dorsal fin; the feeling was an indication of more scales growing over his warping body. Sam heard the bear behind him grunting deeply as he began to slowly pad towards him, and Dan could see the expression upon the animal’s fuzzy face; the look of hunger at the sight of his meal. Dan then began to smell something, a stench of fish that emanated from their slippery lower bodies; the fragrance of their changed tails must have been like an invitation for the bear.

“No! NO NO PLEEEASE!” Sam screamed out in terror as he heard the bear padding towards him, he turned his head up and suddenly stopped screaming; going deafly silent as a huge black nose pressed up against his entire lower body. It was at that point Sam realised how small they’d become, the baggy clothes they rested on, the blades of grass that seemed much larger than before. They’d shrunk so much that the bear’s wide tongue was able to gently lap across the whole surface of Sam’s back; all the way down to his fin tipped tail. Sam gagged as the stench of dead salmon wafted from his maw, the smell had made Sam hungry in the past; but now it struck fear and terror into him. He realised it was an inbuilt reaction to fear the stench of your own kind’s death, a horrible reminder that he was destined to become just a slippery salmon; nothing more. Sam’s body shook in fear and a strange enjoyment took hold as the feeling of the burning hot tongue against his cold scales felt somewhat pleasant. His cold body shivered as the searing hot tongue slowly started to heat his body up; another horrible realisation that they were becoming cold blooded; he wondered if they’d be anything left of them after the bear had his way.


“Help me!!! I don’t want to be a fish! P…please I don’t wanna be eaten!!” Sam cried out as he wriggled his body against the hot bear’s tongue and nose, terrified out of his mind at the prospect of being eaten like a common fish. His hands continued to change and stretch out into pointed fins, his arms also started shrinking into his body and leaving Sam helpless to push the bear away. Scales from his still aching slit spread up his torso and covered his lower body; the mammalian belly button disappeared under shifting shiny fish flesh and removed the last part of him that could’ve proven he’d been born through live birth; and not just spawned from an egg like a common salmon. The bear then lifted its nose up away from Sam and licked its lips, then began to slowly walk towards the river. He seemingly turned his back on them both as they squirmed and writhed around; their bodies continuing the gradually change as the bear saw fit to look elsewhere. They both watched with terrified anticipation as it began pawing at the water, splashing droplets into the air as tried to catch some prey; the kind that they were soon to become. Dan then began to feel his own hands changing next, watching Sam’s face express horror as he felt the bones in his arms popping violently. Tears trickled down his cheeks as the impractical fins became even more useless as the shrinking arms removed almost all mobility from them, knowing full well he’d be stuck with them for the rest of his numbered days. Sudden popping noises sounded from both Sam and Dan’s spines, their backs began to push upwards and into a more pointed shape; which kept in line with their changing streamlined tails.

Sam’s arms continued shrink into his body, and began flailing his tail back and forth in hopeless resistance; almost like he was trying shake off the transformation. He hoped deep down he’d wake up in his bed, safe and sound at home; like it was all a horrible dream. Yet this didn’t happen, Sam didn’t feel himself awaking from any dreams, and was brought crashing back to the reality of his situation at the harsh vibrations of his arms popping loudly into place; moaning and crying at the feeling of his shrinking appendages. The bear growled loudly as he splashed the water again with his paw, and both Dan and Sam turned their heads to see a large silver salmon, fly from the river onto the grass behind them. The fish didn’t seem much smaller than themselves, and whose tail looked almost exactly like their own; a horrible realisation that this is what they were fated for. They looked into its wide unblinking silver eyes, and felt like they were almost able to sense or smell its fear, a common understanding between species soon to be.

The bear turned itself around and began padding itself towards the fish it’d just plucked from the river, which started the violently shake itself around the place. To its credit it actually managed to evade the bear’s paws for a moment, before it ran out of energy and it gaping mouth gasped for water. The bear pinned the fish onto the ground by its tail, and leaned his nose down to sniff his prey. The huge grizzly looked up at both transforming humans; almost to tease them and make them even more terrified than they already were. He grunted before gently pushing its tongue up underneath the fishy body, its terrified unblinking eyes expressing terror at its situation. The Salmon continued to thrash and wiggle in the bear’s maw, before the huge ursine beast moved its head towards the sky and began to slowly swallow the fish whole. The last thing Dan and Sam saw of their kin was the fish’s helpless little black tail wriggling at the tip of the beast’s muzzle, before vanishing inside its mouth. A large bulge could be seen in the bear’s throat as the fish slid down the wet gullet and into its stomach; never to be seen again. The grizzly licked his lips and began leisurely pacing around both Sam and Dan again, the entire act of fishing a salmon from the river to devour was just a taunt; to show them how easy it was for him to devour them whole. It was a terrifying reminder; a horrible display to show them what they’ll become and what fate they’ll have to look forward to.

“Why are you doing this!! Stop please! I don’t wanna be a fish!” Dan shrieked as he watched Sam’s arms slowly sink even further into his body, the flat black finned hands began extending out into slightly longer shapes while he slapped his tail against the floor. Dan felt the bones in his spine popping loudly as the structure of the vertebrae changed to move from side to side, rather than up and down. Further cracking sounds were heard as Dan’s ribcage began to shift and change shape; his hands also continued to gradually transform at the same time. Sam slapped his tail against the remains of his clothes as he shook what was left of his arms as the two long black salmon fins slapped against the scaled sides of his changing torso; while his ribcage popped and snapped into a shape more suited for gliding through the water. The remnants of his arms disappeared entirely into the silvery scales that coated his sides, leaving him with useless black salmon fins where his arms had been. The bear pressed its nose against Sam’s changing back, huffing hot air over his human skin as the smooth shiny scales converted his humanity to a coating more suited to life as a fish. Sam shuddered as he felt his dorsal fin gradually pushing out from his shifting spine, his back bulking up with muscle against the bear’s nose; his huge ursine tongue lapping over the gradually growing fin. The feeling of the wet bear nose against his slippery scaly sides, coupled with the hot rough tongue against his changing fin caused Sam to shiver in pleasure and terror; and suddenly a powerful series of orgasmic contractions began pulsating within his fishy slit. Sam moaned loudly as the rhythmic contractions continued, pounding his body with pleasure at the feeling of a round object moving through his fishy slit.

“S…Sam!! “ Dan said loudly with a tone of terror as his gaze fell upon Sam’s silvery fish opening; his eyes glancing across something red pushing out of the throbbing oozing slits. Sam wriggled his useless piscine tail against the floor, and slapped his fins against his sides while the pleasurable contractions continued to bring him more pleasure than he’d ever felt before. His moans became louder as the bear sniffed and continued to taste his future meal, the hot tongue only seemed to turn the changing fish on even more; which made the contracts much more powerful. A round object suddenly slid out of Sam’s slit, falling onto the fabric of his now rather large shirt with a resounding “Squelch”. The round sat within a suspension of thick ooze, which in turn created a small pool of slippery clear fluid that stained his jeans and leaked onto the long blades of grass. The object was perfectly spherical and seemed to be translucent; a small dark dot sat in the centre of the sphere which appeared to have the consistency of jelly. 

Dan shook his changing hands towards Sam to try and get his attention, but was stopped in his tracks as he observed thin black webbing appearing between his changing digits. It spread upwards between his fingertips while his arms suddenly cracked loudly, realising now that he would lose his human hands just as Sam had; and was doomed to have fishy fins for the rest of his days. Sam shuddered as he felt the same powerful orgasmic contractions pound his piscine lower body; his tail shaking as another two round red transparent orbs slid of out his slit, his dorsal fin pushing out against the t-shirt that lay upon the ground beneath him. The bear grunted deeply and began to gradually pad over towards Dan, whose eyes were fixed upon the sight of his own hands slowly changing to pointed salmon fins; and both of them were totally helpless to stop any of it.

“No please! S…staaahh!! AHH!!” Dan pleaded loudly as he saw the bear moving over towards him; terrified he might scoop him up into the terrifying jaws. Instead he felt the bear’s tongue slide over his scaly dorsal fin and slippery body; moaning loudly as he felt the hot raspy tongue slide over his smooth streamlined scaly body and down to the useless black tail; his changing fins shaking in pleasure at the feeling of the hot ursine nose sniffing against his sides. Sam tried to look down to see what the source of the strange stretching sensations that accompanied each orgasmic contraction; every one of which was like a normal human orgasm but left him wanting more. Instead of seeing his dripping slit his eyes were graced with the sight of the three round red orbs of his own making, creating a small wobbling jelly-like pile that sat beside his fishy hole, a string of clear goo connecting them to his piscine opening.

“Oh god…no NO!! Please anything but that! I don’t wanna be a femaahhh….AHHH!!” Sam shouted in fear at the realisation that he was not only changing species, but had changing gender too; his voice suddenly trailing off into moans as he felt another series of pulsating orgasmic contracts wrack his wet leaking slit as another red egg slid out to join the clutch he was producing. 

Moans escaped Dan’s mouth as he felt the bear tasting his body, fear and terror gripped him tightly at the realisation that they might never escape this fate; they’d be stuck as fish forever, and that’s if they managed to survive. He turned his head away from the bear’s huge grizzly paws and towards Sam, and suddenly his eyes caught sight of the growing clutch of salmon eggs. Dan then began to feel a strange urge building inside him; his own aching split began rhythmically pulsating as it if it was preparing itself for something. The sight of Sam’s eggs made Danny feel very confused, it turned him on like nothing he’d ever felt before; his body betraying him while his mind was disgusted with the idea. Danny began to pant and groan as he looked at the wobbling pile of jelly-like salmon eggs, watching as Sam moaned loudly; and another joined the pile. He felt a growing feeling of pleasure building behind his slit while his arms shrank and snapped loudly into his changing scaly torso; leaving him with useless fishy fins like his now female friend.

“Sam!! I’m….Sorry! I can’t….Ahh…AHHH!!” Dan screamed loudly as he felt his body shake in a sudden fishy climax; and found he was unable to divert his gaze from Sam’s cluster of eggs that he’d been producing. Thick white fluid was suddenly ejected from Dan’s throbbing sticky fish slit, the fluid splattered over Sam’s clutch of salmon eggs; fertilising them like salmon had evolved to do.  Danny couldn’t stop himself no matter how much he wanted to; his body convulsed in powerful pounding orgasms as streams of ropey salmon cum splattered over the female spawn. In the back of his mind he felt like he’d achieved it all, and that he had nothing left to do; his species was only ever designed to spawn more salmon fry. Sam watched with terrified eyes as Dan’s gloopy fish seed splattered over his wobbly red salmon spawn, seeing this only brought on more violent orgasmic contractions, and sure enough; even more eggs slid out of his slit to join the fertilised clutch in front of him. Sam felt the same desire to spawn in the back of his mind, even his psyche wasn’t safe from the changes that wracked their bodies, their flesh forcing them to perform an act they would find disgusting as humans.

“No! Sstop…stop it please! AHhhh god!” Sam pleaded as his silvery scaly female slit stretched open again to release more of the slimy piscine spawn upon the stained remnants of his humanity; his gaze drawn across to Dan whose facial features began to change as more of his salmon cum splattered and fertilised his eggs. Dan started to gasp and pant loudly in terrified anticipation at the sensation of the same cooling transformative waves that spread over towards his neck and face; knowing deep down that this transformation would neither slow nor cease until he was entirely piscine. The last spurts of his salmon cum splattered over Sam’s eggs and his thrashing tail as he continued to lay even more eggs; while Danny’s loud pants began to shorten as the scales spread up towards his neck. The kind of panic that could only be brought about by an instant threat kicked in, adrenaline flooded his cold blood at the sudden clamping sensation is his throat. His gullet suddenly sealed up and all the air he’d been breathing could no longer enter his lungs, a change that caused him to start thrashing his tail and fins violently at the shocking realisation that he could no longer breath; his mouth gaping as it felt like his lungs were collapsing painlessly inside his chest. The sensation was terrifying and horrible, darkness creeped into his peripheral vision as his brain began to slow down from the lack of oxygen; his thrashing began to slow at the lack of energy his lungs could no longer supply. Suddenly he felt a rush of air in his neck and light began to return to his vision, his mind brain waking up suddenly as he opened his mouth wide to pull air through his maw and into his neck. However he didn’t feel his chest expand nor contract, instead he felt air rushing through a strange opening in his neck every time he opened his mouth. It felt like a muscular reaction, the very act of opening the jaw seemed to allow air to rush through a strange cold opening in his neck, the act of doing so brought a strange relief and calm to Danny. His panic began to die down until he felt less terrified than before; and at this point he wasn’t concerned with how he was breathing, and simply wanted to stay alive at this point.

“Ahhh Dan! Your neck…you’ve got gills! Oh god I can’t…caaaan’t, breeeathe…HRrrgg, hhheeelp!” Sam gasped as he observed the two openings in Dan’s neck expand and contract, seemingly pulling air through them as he opened his mouth to breathe. He’d watched them slowly form across his changing neck, the flesh seemingly swelling up just before they’d opened up, scales converting all the human skin before air rushed through them. Sam gulped and gasped loudly as he suddenly felt the same loss of breath, and not a moment later he felt his throat seal up just like Danny’s had before. He started to thrash and slap his fins as he felt his lung compressing violently within his changing ribcage; the panic quickly setting in.
 
“Hhhaahh…heeelp!” Sam said with his last gasp of air, before his lungs were utterly shut off to him; his body flailing around as he began to feel the sheer panic and fear grip him like It’d done with Dan not moments before. Dan gasped through his new gills as the huge bear lapped a tongue across his body, a feeling which never seemed to stop feeling sensually arousing; his slick fish slit leaking again at the thought of Sam’s eggs. Dan could hear the noises of his friend’s tail slapping against the floor as he thrashed his body around in terror, but couldn’t move his neck or head very fat; it was almost like he was stuck facing away from the river. The dominant thing he felt at this point was helplessness; he couldn’t crawl, walk, speak or scream; he could only slap his tail against the ground like a fish out of water. The bear however could observe their changes with fascination and with a certain amount of satisfaction; clearly deriving quite a bit of pleasure out of watching the former human who lay on his fishy side before him gasp through his gills for air. Dan’s human neck continued to gradually swell up as the scales spread over the top and underside of his neck, the human skin turning cold and smooth; all hairs falling away as slick salmon scales replaced the once hot human skin. 

This swelling had also locked his head into a static position while a set of gills opened and closed across his still expanding neck; his lips feeling dry and chapped as he continued to gulp air through the openings. To Danny this felt like having his neck in a brace, he was unable to move his head left or right very far, and his vertical movement had all but vanished. His still human face and was left looking forwards into the woods helplessly, unable to see anything but the tree he’d intended to climb to escape the bear; but instead he’d fallen over and had been turned into a meal for this smelly ursine beast. Dan felt the cooling sensations of change spread over his cheeks and across his face; the horrible realisation of what was coming next made him want to thrash about in resistance; but without a reliable way to diffuse oxygen he felt weak and floppy. His newly formed salmon gills were designed for water; to pull fluid through his neck instead of air. He was left helpless and weak; unable to fight, scream or beg for mercy; it felt like he’d just run a hundred miles and was recovering an oxygen debt.
Dan tried to say something and tried to call out to his friend after the sounds of his panicked thrashing ceased, but couldn’t push any air out from his mouth. Instead he was only able to open his lips and pull more air through his gills; knowing full well he’d be unable to speak or scream as he lacked both the required lungs and vocal cords. The bear began moving around to Sam, sniffing his clutch of eggs as more slid out from his opening, his new gills opening and closing as he also began opening his mouth and pulling air through in a desperate bid to stay conscious; while also unable to stop laying his slippery red eggs at the same time.

It was then Dan felt the changes spread to his head and face, and gaped his mouth open wide instinctively as he felt the scales spreading across his cheeks. He tried to blink as the bear turned his attention towards the helpless male salmon whose facial features began to shift, but found that his eyelids didn’t seem to be closing properly. Dan wanted to moan or cry out for help as he felt his skull shifting forwards, he wanted to beg and plead to this bear not to eat him; to spare his life. But instead all he could do was open his mouth and gulp another gill-full of air; his eyes opening up even wider at the same time as the fear of his change began to spread through his body in the form of a terrified shivering. He then felt pleasant vibrations shudder down his changed piscine spine as he felt his skull creaking and popping loudly; his face gradually shifting forwards into something he knew would be totally inhuman.

His tail and fins slapped uselessly against his scaly sides and the wet cargo shorts that’d been stained with his cum; the bear looking down at his fat juicy meal and watched as his eyes began to change colour. Dan could hear the bear above him, and assumed he must have been looking down to observe his changes; eagerly watching his developing meal as his sclera starting to shrink as his brown irises began to expand. A bright silver pigment stained the dark brown colour of his iris, like dripping liquid mercury into a container of oil. The whites of his eyes disappeared as his pupils also began to grow and expand the colour of his eyes becoming even lighter and dominant as he felt the flesh warping and changing. Dan desperately tried to blink as his face cracked forwards, and felt tears trickling from his changing eyeballs down his silvery scaled cheek. He wasn’t crying in fear and terror as he wanted to, instead the changing skull had caused fluid to leak from his tear ducts; like an alligator biting down on its prey. Danny tried to move his eyes around, but couldn’t feel much strength in the muscles; and found he could only move his eyeballs around a little. His skull began to stretch apart and expand into a much wider shape; a consequence of this was his eye sockets had to move to the sides. The last slivers of his brown human eyes disappeared and were replaced with a bright silver pigment, while his eyeballs began to change from the typically rounded shape, to a more flat piscine structure. Dan watched the world around him change; he saw his binocular vision fade in favour of a side-by-side form of vision. He watched the trees and canopies appear in his right eye, while his left was met with darkness as he started into his clothing; his eyes now almost entirely positioned on the side of his head. Dan opened his mouth again to gulp more air through his lungs, now feeling even more cooling sensations spreading over his face. He was desperate to see his friend once more; he wanted to scream or call out to Sam for help or comfort, but couldn’t see his friend; nor could he hear him thanks to what came next.

The sounds around him began to become muffled, and slowly but surely his earlobes began to shrink and merge with his flattening head. The cartilage of his ears creaked in his skull as the earlobes disappeared, and smooth scales covered where they’d once been; while his skull continued to expand outwards and to the side which pushed his eyes out even further More popping sensations shuddered down Dan’s face as it continued to stretch out to impossible lengths, his eyes settling down at the sides of his head, until all he could see was the fabric of his clothes beneath him, and the bright canopy of the trees above him. He tried to blink again, but his wide emotionless fish eyes would not allow him such a luxury; his vision fixed upon the images either side of his scaly body.

Dan wriggled his tail and fins in resistance, his gills flapping as he began to feel his nose and mouth changing next; the creaking sensations of his jaw and skull pushing forwards caused his slit to pulsate and ooze even more of his seed as the transformation began to arouse him even further. He didn’t know if this was his body forcing him to cum under the situation he was in, or if he really was loving how it felt. On the one hand the situation was horrifying because at any moment he could be eaten by this terrible beast, but at the same time; the sensations of his shifting face and the feeling of his aching fish opening was like nothing he’d ever been beheld before. It was a terrible case of cognitive dissonance, the sensation of his change felt so amazing but it wasn’t a change he’d ever wanted; he was helpless as a fish and the fact he was out of water would only lead to his demise.

He opened his changing lips and felt his teeth slowly sinking up into his transforming gums, the scales spread down his face and around his now totally unblinking eyes; while another silvery tear trickled down his scaled cheek. His hair began to fall out as the scales spread over his scalp, his head and neck began to seamlessly merge into one; to make his body more streamlined and efficient in the water. Dan felt tingling sensations in his cheeks and mouth as the rough hairs that made up his beard also began to fall away, so his lips could change shape to something much different than before; after all fish had no need for hair. Dan tried in vain to fight this fate, to resist and somehow prevent this transformation from continuing; all these attempts would be fruitless in the end as deep down he knew that he was doomed. And the bear knew this better than the two changing fish did; he leaned down and snorted his hot breath over Dan’s cold blooded scaly flesh. The grizzly sniffed and pressed his tongue up against his slick silver sides; lapping up the water white fish cum, a mixture of salt and salmon to whet his appetite; a more inviting palette for the fine dining that awaited the ursine predator.  

Dan’s weak helpless salmon tail wiggled and shivered as more cum spurted uncontrollably from his slick salmon slit; shaking his fins at the sensation of his mouth changing next. He could feel the edges of his mouth pulling back, while the tips of his lips pushed forwards into a more solid rounded structure. Danny shook his body as he felt the last patches of human skin being converted to the same silver scales that covered his cold blooded salmon body; his throbbing fish slit aching even more as the bear lapped at his body once more; almost licking away the last traces of his humanity. Suddenly Dan felt the same powerful contractions overtake his body and slapped his tail against the gooey stained remains of his former human life, spraying his milky white salmon seed over Sam’s now rather large cluster of eggs. Dan wanted to moan, to scream and gasp in pleasure and fear, but could only open and close his fishy lips, while the bear looked down at him as the last human features faded away. A few small clumps of hair that’d stuck to his slick smooth scaled head fell away until Dan was totally unrecognisable from the salmon the huge grizzly had easily plucked from the river and devoured. The bear looked over to Sam and saw he was undergoing the same final changes, his mouth had started changing before his eyes; however the last transformation was occurring as his eyeballs changed shape and function until he was left just like Dan, but with a slightly shorter nose; his body violently shaking as slick female fluids sprayed over his large clutch of red eggs, and a few more red orbs slid out from his worn salmon slit.

The bear looked down at the two helpless fish who’d been humans a mere thirty minutes before; their previous species had been eradicated and wiped clean from the face of the planet. Instead there lay two silver salmon, their human genes reconfigured; they were men no longer, and never to be again. They looked out from the eye that faced the sky, and could see the bear looking over them; licking his lips at the delightful sight of their useless slippery bodies. Sam and Dan were weak and helpless after their transformation, their bodies spent and their muscles tired; and the insult was made worse by the face they were being served out on a platter made of their past human existence. Sam watched with his left eye as the bear leaned his head down next to his body and began sniffing Dan; then lapped a tongue across his body once more; savouring his fear drenched slime and cum covered scales. The long supple tongue gently slipped up underneath Dan’s body, and it was at this point he realised the bear wasn’t just playing, he wasn’t just teaching Sam and Dan a lesson. 

Perhaps the bear had been angry they’d been in his territory, perhaps it was because they were littering; or maybe it was because he was hungry and didn’t feel like catching fish. Dan and Sam were finished with the why’s or how’s at this point, they only wanted to survive if they could; if they could somehow make it to the river to save their scaly skin. Dan wanted to plead with the bear to spare him, tell him that he’d do anything but could only gulp more air through his fishy mouth and into his gills. His eyes looked around in a panic, his tail wriggling and his fins slapping against his side at the feeling of his now much smaller and lighter fish body being picked up in the bear’s maw. Dan’s body shuddered again as the feeling the long flat tongue slipping up against his underside caused him to ejaculate his cum one last time. The sticky white salmon seed sprayed through the air and all over Sam’s eggs and body; Dan’s purpose as a salmon had been seemingly fulfilled before he’d meet his demise. Sam watched in terror as Dan was pulled up into the bear’s mouth, seeing the end of his friend’s tail poking out between the two huge lower canines was a horrible realisation that he might be next, and that he’d never see his friend again. The bear kept Dan within his mouth and gently slid him down towards the back of his throat; seemingly taunting his future meal with the horrible helplessness of his situation. The poor male salmon was able to see every inch of his dripping ursine maw, the last drips of his salty salmon seed leaking over his body and the bear’s wet tongue; acting as seasoning for the meal he was about to become. He was able to see the roof of the bear’s mouth and the line of hard molars, oozing drool leaked over his body as he realised his fate was sealed; that he was just food for this bear, nothing more than a dumb helpless fish to be eaten.

As Dan slid further towards the back of the Bear’s long muzzle, he saw some silvery scales lodged between the large canines, tiny bones which served as a horrible reminder of what he would become should he not resist. Dan didn’t want to be eaten, he didn’t want to be food for this terrible bear who’d inflicted this change and form upon him. He was going to fight, perhaps he could make it to the river and swim to freedom; it was unlikely but worth a shot

Dan wasn’t prepared to give up, and used all of the might he could muster from his tired piscine muscles and slapped his body hard against the roof of the bear’s mouth. He felt the bear growl loudly and shake his head at the sudden shock of pain brought on by Dan’s hard flat tail, and the powerful slap of Dan’s muscular body; a sudden jolt of energy was granted to him as his adrenal glands pumped chemicals into his blood to give him a temporary boost. Sam watched with glee as Dan wriggled out of the grizzly’s mouth, and fell to the floor with a loud slap next to him. Sam followed suit and began thrashing his tail hard against the ground, flapping their bodies against the floor which sent them hurdling in small ‘jumps’ towards the river. They only had the muffled sounds to go by, but they could hear the trickling water beckoning them forwards, and the noises of the angry bear behind them to drive them on. The fear of their peril and the excitement of the stream before them; it gave them the energy they’d needed to possibly escape and to live another day.

The bear shook his head and nose, recovering from the wet slap in the jowls from Dan’s fin to see them both thrashing their bodies towards the river. They’d both almost made it towards the river’s edge, and judging by their gasping gills they were quickly being drained of energy. 

The huge hulking grizzly licked his lips and began padding gradually towards them, knowing that even if they made it to the river; they’d still have to swim and flee from the bear upstream. Dan and Sam continued to thrash their bodies hard against the floor, knowing that even if they escaped the bear’s claws; they’d be doomed to live as fish for the rest of their days. It was a terrifying thought, to exist only in a slippery scaled form; who’s only purpose was to spawn or become food for another animal if they weren’t fit enough.

They were so close to the river’s edge, so close to escape; but the bear was closing in, his paws pressing into the remains of their human clothing. 

Their chances were slim, the bear hungered and the hunt was on!