Fintastic treatment

By The Nome King, for Diz Foley

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“Mr Foley?” sounded the voice of a young educated woman, within a large well-furnished waiting room. It was one room of many within the building of a rather large pharmaceutical company, and beams of light from the early morning sun, shone through the glass panelled office building into the many spacious labs and offices throughout the building. A man stood up and brushed the long black hair away from his eyes and nodded at the lady, before speaking to acknowledge her. 

“Y..yes that’s me” He replied with a somewhat nervous tone of voice, before the lady brushed her long voluptuous hair behind her head, before standing to the side and extending her arm out towards a clean white hallway. 

“Right this way sir” She responded with a smile curling across his light cheeks, before the man cleared his throat and walked past the other men in the room; all of whom seemed quite young and in good health. The glass walls of the waiting room and the expensive furnishings were left behind him, and he adjusted his glasses as he followed the woman through the illumined white hallway. He saw that she wore a clean white lab coat, black shoes and he could see a pair of tight trousers that hung over her heels. The man gulped a little and tugged the red bandana that hung over his shoulders, which remained tied around his neck and was draped over his plain shirt. The lady turned to a doorway on her left and pressed down on a metal handle, opening the door up to a clean room that contained a medical bed, chair, desk and a cabinet with various types of medical supplies inside.

“Please…take a seat Mr Foley, do you mind if I call you Daniel or Dan?” The lady said as she raised her hand towards the bed, and Daniel nodded his head before walking over and heaving himself up onto the soft padding. He scratched his black goatee before adjusting his jeans, and then replied with a smile “Dan is fine”

“Thank you Dan, my name is Dr Melissa Ryan. Your blood tests were excellent, and we’ve decided to go ahead with treatment.” Melissa said with a smile as she sat down on the chair, and pulled a clipboard with some papers attached. She pulled a pen out from her coat pocket and started writing down some details as she spoke, before turning to Daniel and then stood up to walk over towards the cabinet.

“As I’m sure you’re aware, this is a one-time test and you’ll be rewarded fairly for your cooperation. I trust you would still like to go ahead with the treatment?” Dr Ryan said as she pulled out a syringe and a small bottle, which presumably had the drug the company needed to test.

“Sure thing, I mean there’s no risk…is there?” Dan said as he watched the lady push the syringe into the bottle to draw out some clear liquid, before tapping the needle and spraying a small amount from the tip and placing it upon the counter. She glanced over to Dan, before pulling the clipboard up from the desk with a pen and handed it to her test subject.

“There will always be….side effects Mr Foley, but I wouldn’t worry about that” She replied with a smile, and handed him a clipboard with his details already filled in.

“Just sign at the bottom of the last page, make sure to read the terms and conditions before you sign” she remarked before walking back over to the counter and picking up the syringe. Dan pulled the pen from its holder and began to glance over the writing, but stopped halfway through after realising there were 25 more pages of fine print. Dan pulled back the last of the papers and quickly scribbled his signature and the date on the dotted line before handing the clipboard back to the lady. She smiled and took it from him before placing it back upon the counter, and walked in front of her patient. 

“Ok then Dan, please extend your arm…this won’t take a moment” She said with a grin as she stood in front of Dan, and gently took his arm into her rather cold hands as he presented it. She gently pushed the needle into his lower arm before pushing the plunger, and injecting what appeared to be a clear liquid. Dan inhaled sharply as the needle was pulled out of his arm and the woman walked over to the counter, placing it down upon the cold metal surface. All of a sudden Dan began to feel dizzy all of a sudden, which quickly grew worse as his vision began to blur and darken. He looked over and tried to speak, worried that he had a sudden reaction to the drug, but paused after seeing the woman pull out what appeared to be a walkie talkie from her pocket.

“Number four is prepped, room three” She said before looking over to Dan, who began to slouch over the bed as his muscles began to weaken, and his vision waned even further.

“Wha….what did yoooouu doooo…tooo meee?” Dan said before drooling onto the bedspread, his glasses slowly sliding down his nose, as the muscles in his body suddenly began to relax completely, until he lost sight of the lady entirely. Blackness encompassed him and the last thing he felt was his numb face smacking against the soft padded bed, until a blissful unconsciousness surrounded him. 

Blackness enveloped him, and Daniel felt nothingness surround him until sound and sensation began to return once again. The horrible sensation of coldness struck his body as he started to stir from his drug induced slumber, before feeling a pressure around his chest and arms. The coldness suddenly became even worse as he felt cold splashing on his torso and face, making him wake up a little more from his sleep. Dan opened his eyes and found his vision was still very blurry, but he could make out blue glistening water in front of him, which immediately made him panic. He tried to shift his weight, and move his arms and legs but found he was quite unable to move any of his limbs. The sound of splashing water surrounded him, and the noise of what sounded like a pump which only added to his fear and frustration. As his eyes started to focus once again he saw that he was above what appeared to be a very large tank of water, inside there appeared to be lots of small fish swimming around. The fish appeared to have a slightly red tinge to them, and he could just make out a gravel layer at the bottom of the tank where some of the fish seemed to be resting. He then realised his vision was still blurry, and tried squinting to get a better look at his environment; realising that his glasses had been taken away. 

Dan squinted ahead and managed to see that the walls of the tank were made of steel, and when he attempted to move once again; he pinpointed the reason for his immobility. He felt a tightness around his arms, neck, chest and legs, and realised that he’d been suspended above the tank within a series of leather restraints. To make matters worse he felt like the air around him had little to no resistance against his skin, forcing him to realise that he was without clothes. Disturbed by this fact, he began to shake his naked body back and forth in an attempt to free himself. His attempts provided fruitless and served to do nothing, but than making the chains which suspended him from the roof; chink rather loudly. He also found there was a tightness around his neck, it felt like some sort of cold metal collar had locked his head in place and restricted his movement. What he found rather strange however, was that he could feel something else around his neck, and looking down he saw his familiar red Bandana. He began to feel rather confused and wondered why on earth they’d taken his clothes, but left his bandana.

“H…Help!! Please somebody!!” Dan stammered and shouted as he tried to pull his hands free of the restraints, before hearing a door opening above him, and the sound of footsteps against a metal floor. Dan strained his neck against the metal restraint in order to look upwards at the source of the noise, and saw what appeared to be three individuals dressed in white lab coats, one of which appeared to be holding a clipboard in front of their face. He just managed to make out their features due to his lack of glasses, but even then it proved difficult to even get his head into the right position. 

“Hey! H…help, please!” Dan shouted loudly as soon as he saw the three people walking on what appeared to be a metal balcony, which overlooked the metal tank filled with fish. Two of these people appeared to be male, one middle aged while the other was a little younger. The third person’s face was obscured by their metal clipboard, but their clothes seemed familiar. Dan struggled in the restraints as he started up at the scientists standing above him, but stopped moving as he realised they were looking straight at him, but cared not for his predicament. Dan’s expression changed to express worry and fear, realising after one of the lab coat wearing individuals had begun talking to the other two people.

“So this is our fourth male subject, testing serum S12 to test persistence of biological functions post breeding. All other subjects have been unsuccessful, but we’re confident six will provide us with a new batch of GM salmon” Said a familiar voice from above as they lowered their clipboard to reveal their face, revealing that it was the woman who’d drugged him seemingly moments before in the clinic.

“Hey what is this?! Let me go right now!” Dan shouted in an aggressive tone as he felt his adrenal glands pumping adrenaline into his bloodstream, at the realisation that he’d been drugged and abducted by these twisted individuals. His muscles burned as he attempted to free himself, but found that the restraints had been fitting rather well and he couldn’t break free no matter how hard he struggled. 

“Do not address the subject please, he’s signed the waiver. Right then…If we’re all ready, then let’s begin” spoke the lady, who Dan knew as Dr Ryan. She pulled out a black digital tablet, and began tapping on the screen. 

“Administering the serum at twenty one hundred hours” Dr Ryan said as she continued her sentence, all the while tapping on her tablet screen. The other scientists seemed to just look down at Dan as he continued struggling within his restraints, seemingly disinterested by his nakedness and situation.

“What’s she saying? Stop this now, l…let me go! What the hell is wrong with….ARGHHH!” Dan shouted as he tried pulling his hand free, shouting rather loudly at his presumed captors. His sentence was cut short however, by a rather sharp stinging pain in his neck. He instinctively wanted to reach his hand up to grasp his neck due to the stinging pain. Just before what felt like a needle was jabbed into his skin, he head a strange whirring noise behind his ears; presumably coming from whatever collar-like device had him restrained. Dan felt the pain slowly dissipate, but this didn’t stop his wriggling and failed attempts to escape from his bindings. Dan felt his lungs aching and his muscles burning, and finally he stopped after what felt like ages of fighting against his bonds. His body couldn’t keep up, and he lay in the harness; weak and exhausted.

“Serum has been administered” sounded the familiar voice of Dr Ryan from up above, yet Dan couldn’t bring himself to lift his head up as he remained weak from his attempts to free himself. Moments later Dan felt a rather strange coldness, spreading from where he’d felt the stinging pain before. It almost felt like somebody had pressed an icepack against his skin. Yet this strange sensation of cold didn’t make him shiver, it felt rather soothing, almost welcoming to his hot exhausted body. Moments later, something else began to accompany the strange coldness which started to spread through his neck across his skin, then down into his torso. A strange moistness began to develop against what felt like the metal restraint around his neck, almost as if he’d been just dunked in the water; but the rest of his body felt dry. What felt even stranger, was although the skin felt damp, the skin felt like it was tight; like somebody was stretching it apart with their hands. Dan tried to look around but could see nothing to his sides, as the collar kept him from moving his head too much. Fear and worry started to rise when he felt the coldness spreading into his torso, before moving towards his naked groin and legs. 

“Subject expressing new phenotypes at site of injection, cellular conversion has begun” Dr Ryan said aloud as she looked down at the exhausted, but terrified naked man who tried once again to free himself.

“Wha….what is this? Wha…ahhhh! What have you done to me!?” Dan screamed before his sentence was cut off suddenly by the sensation of the coldness rushing into his loins, a feeling which was strange; but not entirely unpleasant. He began shaking his tired arms and legs again, this time with less strength and ferocity than before. He feared what they had planned, what they had done and what they were still doing to him. He started to pant and gasp at an increased rate, as he felt his entire body shivering with the bizzare alien coldness which began to spread into his muscles. It made them feel weak, and stiff, as if it was draining his strength. 

All of a sudden Dan gasped loudly, his eyes bugled wide open and he felt his whole body going into shock. His windpipe suddenly closed up and he felt his lungs aching within his chest. He tried to struggle within his restraints but the bindings made it almost impossible to move, and he was simply left to open his mouth and try to gasp for air. In the midst of his panic, Dan heard a strange squelching sound from behind his ears, and a very strange stretching sensation as it felt like the skin of his neck was being pulled away. Muscles began to twitch inside his neck, every time he tried to gasp for air. He also felt his skin pressing up against the metal collar; almost as if the sides of his neck were expanding and shrinking every time he opened his mouth. Dan tried to look up as he started to feel light headed, and watched as Dr Ryan pressed a few buttons on her tablet. 

Suddenly Dan felt the tightness around his head disappear as a loud metal clunking noise echoed in the tank, and a strange vibration began to travel through the restraints. It felt like whatever had been clamped around his neck had been released, but before Dan could even celebrate in being able to move his head once again; he felt his body being lowered towards the water. Realising he would be dropped into the tank, he instinctively tried to hold his breath, even though he couldn’t feel his lungs working anymore. Before his face hit the water, he saw his reflection dancing off the ripples in the fluid, and noticed something very strange about his neck. He couldn’t make out much thanks to the splashing of the fish below and his lack of glasses, save the colour of the skin. It didn’t appear to be the light brown shade he was used to; instead it appeared to be a vibrant shade of green. Before Dan could protest or speak; he felt his face, chest and crotch against the cold water. His whole body shuddered at the feeling of being dunked into the cold fluid, and he tried to struggle and pull his hands free, realising he’d drown if they kept him underwater. 

Dan closed his mouth and eyes, trying hard to hold what little breath he’d had before. What disturbed him the most was how his chest had stopped compressing, it felt like his lungs weren’t working, or his diaphragm had somehow disappeared. Tears mixed with the water as Dan tried his best to keep his mouth closed, his head began to feel light headed and weakness spread through his cold body. Finally Dan could contain himself no more, and opened his mouth to take a breath.

Water rushed through his mouth, but it didn’t go into his throat and it didn’t flood his lungs. Instead he felt his neck opening up and expanding out, as if it was growing apart. He felt cold water rushing through his mouth and through opening on the sides of his neck; openings which felt like the spanned across the entire side of his neck. His eyes bulged open and met with the water to see a blurry image of fish swimming in front of his face, and took in another gulp of water. Dan wanted to exhale, but instead he simply closed his mouth and opened it once again, pulling more water through these bizarre openings. 

The dizzy sensations from his lack of oxygen began to slowly dissipate, and he even began to enjoy how refreshing it was; to feel the water rushing through his neck. His comfort was to be short lived, as the coldness began to spread into his extremities, through his arms and into his fingertips. It was then a bizarre sensation began to spread from his neck, and gradually moved across his shoulders and over his chest, a feeling he’d sensed once before in his neck; it was a tightness. Dan moved his head down to look at his skin, now that his neck was free of its restraint; and the sight before his eyes made his heart skip a beat. The soft human flesh had begun to change colour; the once light brown flesh that had only a few meagre hairs sprouting from its surface, began to blotch with new strange pigment. Where a light brown tone had once been, soon began to lighten into a more brilliant red. 

This change in colour pigment made Dan want to call out for help, made him try to scream but the only action he was able to achieve was that of drawing more water through these strange openings in his neck. He wriggled within his restraints as he tried to free himself at the sight of what happened next, his eyes beholding his very skin tightening and segmenting off into rounded plates. His terrified expression conveyed only a fraction of Daniel’s fear, as he also felt his flesh hardening. This manifested as a sensation of tightening within the skin; like it was being pulled taught. The plates shone and glimmered brightly in the illuminated tank, before relaxing and sliding over one another; like the scales of the fish that swam around him. 

Suddenly something twigged in Dan’s mind, something horrible; a thought that began to morph into pure dread. His eyes darted around the tank, spying the fish that’d begun to circle around him, he saw their colours; the green head and the red belly. He opened his mouth to scream again at this thought, but only water flowed through his maw, and past whatever strange anatomy that kept him from drowning. He shook his head, determined not to believe what he thought was happening, before feeling the same tightness spreading over his back and arms. All of a sudden, Daniel felt something strangely slimy wriggling up against his belly, and against the brilliant red scales that’d replaced the skin of his once sparsely haired chest. He looked down to see some of the fish within the tank had begun to rub up against him, their own shiny red bellies pressed against his brilliant crimson scales; an feeling he couldn’t help but enjoy.

Daniel tried to break free as they started pressing against his crotch next, their slimy slippery bodies feeling so nice against his skin, but even nicer against the cold wet scales of his chest. Deep down he knew what was happening, as unbelievable as it was; but he denied it all. He denied the idea that his anatomy was changing to suit the creatures around him that he was becoming like them…a fish. 

He denied this fact even though he was drawing water through large green scaled gills around his neck, he denied it even as his skin began to change into even more beautiful blood-red piscine scales.

Dan felt horrible, he felt dirty for even enjoying how these fish felt against his body, but he couldn’t fight his biological makeup. The cold water felt good against his cock for some reason, and the fish that wriggled against his genitals felt even better; it was only inevitable he would be become aroused. Slowly but surely Dan’s member began to gradually hardened in the water, and this, combined with his reddening belly; only made the other fish in the tank even more frantic. He would have moaned had he been able, so instead he opened his mouth and expressed a look of hateful pleasure, gulping even more water through his green gills as the wriggling fish continued to express their desire. The tightness spread down his chest, and soon he began to feel another bizarre feeling in his fingertips and toes; but this time it manifested as lack of sensation; numbness. 

Dan couldn’t help but somewhat enjoy these painless changes, the feeling of skin morphing into scales, the sensation of the water rushing past his gills. But with every gulp of water he tried his hardest to resist these horrible urges; attempts which proved fruitless as his cock throbbed against the slippery scaly bodies of his fishy co-inhabitants. Dan’s fingers began twitching as the tips started feeling numb, and although he couldn’t directly see what was happening; he could certainly feel it. The bones within his fingers began slowly pushing forwards, producing a pleasant vibration through his hands, all the while the flesh began to thin out, and the skin between his fingers began to stick together. Moans would’ve escaped Dan’s mouth if he’d possessed lungs, but instead his expression served to show his pleasure at the sensations of his morphing flesh; even if he didn’t want them. 

His eyes darted around the tank, still quite unable to struggle free of his restraints, but he felt his hands and feet growing thinner and flatter. It was almost like they were being stretched out over a surface, like spreading a clump of butter over bread. Where they’d been a solid mass before, soon that mass was spreading out; his bones pushing forwards and forming solid fleshy lines between the webbing flesh. The skin blotched with dark pigment, and his already brown skin turned darker and darker, until his toe and fingernails disappeared entirely behind almost black slippery flesh. More and more of his beautiful red scales grew down his belly and across his stomach. His belly button pushed out into smooth flesh before the scales replaced what’d once been the signature hallmark of a placental mammal, but now it’d be hard to classify Daniel as a mammal at all. 

Dan continued to struggle within his restraints as his arms and hands thinned out even more, appearing more like flippers or fins than human hands or feet. This change in structure made them a little more pliant, and Dan began to get excited at the realisation he might be able to slide them free of the bindings around his ankles and wrists; but his efforts appeared constantly marred by his slimy friends, who seemed to be working up a frenzy around him. Along with the tightness developing around his back and shoulders, Dan also felt something prodding against his skin, as if somebody was tugging at the flesh near his spine. A similar sensation started to manifest near the cleft of his buttocks, a sensation that began to grow even stronger, as even more fish crowded up to nuzzle and rub themselves against his reddening belly and throbbing hard dick; which had begun to ooze into the waters. Dan tried to look back, trying desperately to see what was happening to him; but he only prevailed in seeing the enormous numbers of salmon wriggling up against his now rather scaly belly. More and more fish started pressing against his sides as the feelings within his backside and spine grew even stronger now; until he felt something pressing against the straps above him that kept him bound & submerged. 

Dan’s eyes suddenly opened up wide in shock, suddenly feeling an overwhelmingly strong wave of orgasmic pleasure rush through him. The feeling was like climaxing, only it came in rhythmic pulsating waves. The fish around him continued to nuzzle up against him, while some started to swim down to the bottom of the tank; where lots of gravel had been deposited. Dan looked down as his body began to shake with the violently pleasurable sensations that pounded his loins, and saw the fish rubbing their bodies against the gravel. His gaze was brought back up again, and his mouth opened up wide in pleasure at the feeling of the slimy salmon bodies rocking up against his dick; which began to feel like it was becoming smaller than before. Almost like after an orgasm, he could feel his once erect cock slowly starting to become smaller. More and more fish rubbed their slimy bodies against his shrinking, but still rather stiff member, sending even stronger waves of arousal and pleasure through him. This is what disturbed Dan the most, was the arousal and stiffness. He still felt stiffness in his shaft, he still felt horny; even though his dick was becoming smaller by the second. 

Dan started struggling within his restraints once again, mouthing the words “No No” over and over again, yet producing no noise underwater. Bubbles left his maw as he tried to free himself, realising only too late that he was becoming just like his piscine friends, in every single aspect; even his genitals. Dan suddenly shuddered as his body was paralysed with another rhythmic contraction, another orgasmic sensation flushing through him as he felt one of the fish wriggle up against something soft and moist. He shook his head as he attempted to resist the changes, knowing what this meant as his cock became smaller and smaller, the foreskin peeling back to expose his diminishing glans. He felt his balls shrinking and pulling upwards against a soft slippery opening, which felt pleasurably cold and oily. He shuddered in forceful orgasmic pleasure as his male testicles began sliding inside what felt like a slit of some kind, his diminishing cock also began to slide up between his newly formed opening. He could only express utter terror, but felt pure pleasure as his brain battled with the duality of his predicament. 

Before he could fight or resist again, Dan felt something pulling flesh away from his backside; tugging his anus with it and pulling his newly forming slit backwards. This strange morphing of muscle, fat and bone also felt horribly pleasant; which was only made worse as the frantic fish began sliding the bottoms of their bodies against his oozing slit. His body shook and shuddered in strange alien pleasure, his gaze diverted downwards to finally see what the fish were up to. They’d formed lots of large nests at the bottom of the tank, rubbing the gravel with their bodies into a circular spawning nest; a behaviour Dan had once seen on the nature channel. Female salmon would create nests called Redd to lay eggs in for the males to fertilize. He also remembered that the male salmon had long green hook like snouts when mating, and were larger than females. Another terrifying epiphany came to Dan as he realised he’d not seen a single one of those salmon in the tank. His eyes darted around and he began to observe the fish more closely this time, and also inspecting the salmon that’d surrounded him. Several wriggled against him, swam in his line of sight, and every single one he could see appeared to be female. He was surrounded, in a tank full of female salmon; becoming one himself. The twisted scientists had mentioned breeding, a program to create GM salmon, and he was to be the male! 

Dan once again tried to free himself, opening his mouth again and again to supply his body with the oxygen it needed. However his resistance only served to tire himself out even more, and to make the female salmon within the tank even more lustful. They swarmed around him, and continued sliding against his red belly, his oozing slit and even started to swim against what felt like a strange growth extending from his backside. Daniel thrashed as hard as he could within his leather bindings, which only served to act like he was reciprocating for the females; like he wanted to breed with them all, just like they were driven to desire his beautiful red belly. Dan felt the strange growth push out even more, his buttocks seemingly shrinking away into this long muscular extension of his spine, his slit and anus moving closer and closer together. Another horrible wave of piscine pleasure shot up Dan’s spine, through his body and into his brain as he felt his anus and slit settle next to one another, his genital vent throbbing as more and more of the female salmon wriggled against it. This pleasurable action caused more and more scales to develop across his lower body and down his legs, new muscle and flesh bulking up underneath the scales which would prove useful for swimming underwater. At this point his entire torso had been totally converted, and more strange sensations of growth had been becoming apparent underneath his stretching growth that grew from his backside, and the stretching flesh that grew from his back. Dan couldn’t help but enjoy how it all felt, the morphing flesh, the spreading scales; and the beautiful female salmon that desired him so greatly.

He tried to vanquish the thoughts from his brain, and finally he was granted one small sliver of hope; as his totally deformed hand folded in on itself and slid free through the leather bindings. He pulled the other one free and moved his hands up in front of his face to observe them, his heart pounding loudly within his chest at the sight of what were no longer human at all. Instead, he saw two large fins; which appeared almost mitten-like in their structure, as his thumb was the only discernable digit. His fingers had fused into a single large flap of dark fishy flesh, and his arms had begun to change as well. The once light brown skin becoming dark like the fins that’d replaced his hands, before turning red to match his torso. With his hands finally loose; Dan tried to wriggle free and he could feel his chest sliding against the restraints without a problem, but his feet appeared to still be stuck against the leather. He fought hard to resist the fish that pressed against his slippery slit, now feeling even more aroused as the tightening sensations spread across his crotch. Slowly but surely; the moist skin began to become much scalier and entirely piscine. 

Dan desperately pushed against the restraints and felt an instinctive need to wriggle his body from side to side, an action which made newfound muscles within what the growth that extended from his rear; flex and contract. He also felt the leather pressing up against some obstruction on his back, like something was connected to his spine and pressing against the leather. He instinctively began to use these new muscles, and suddenly surged forwards as the speed produced by this new limb was enough to slide his body free. The fins that’d replaced his feet folded in, and slid out of the bindings, his whole body moving forwards gracefully in the water as he finally slid free of his bonds, causing the fish around him to momentarily disperse. Dan began to feel his body sinking in the water, and turned his head around to inspect what he could not before. His eyes widened at the sight of the bright red scaly growth, which appeared almost twice as thick as his now rather scaly upper leg; the muscles underneath clearly rippling and twitching to keep him steady in the water. He could see and feel spines slowly spreading out the tip of this growth, growing longer and larger, while a deep green slimy flesh began to grow between these spines. 

Dan looked at his feet and saw the same dark fins that’d replaced his hands; minus the thumb, but instead they appeared more like flippers than feet. His thin fins swayed in the water, and Dan felt the changes in the extension of his spine slow down He looked back and saw an almost fully formed tail fin at the tip of what he’d assume was his tail; something which moved and felt so natural to him. Dan shook his body and decided it was time to escape, he couldn’t stay here and be a product of their experiment. Even now he felt his cheeks tightening and his shards of his beard falling off his skin; he knew he needed to leave. 

Dan looked around and caught a glimpse of his reflection in what looked like a mirror behind where he’d been facing, he saw his shiny but piscine body and decided he needed to leave post haste. He beat his tail back against the water and began moving upwards, his eyes set on the lights that illumined the tank in the ceiling beyond the water’s surface. Suddenly the swarm of fish that’d been egging on his changes mere moments before, began sliding against him, rubbing up against his slit again and making his body shake with pleasure once again. Dan tried to fight these feelings as his tail grew out longer, tugging his slit back with it, while another set of fins grew out just behind his opening. His anal fin began to grow longer, while another set of fins grew from either side of his slit, and the growth on his back grew even longer. Dan knew by now, that this was his dorsal fin extending out, as he’d seen the brilliant green fin in the mirror moments before. The female fish weren’t going to let their mate leave so easily, and began sliding up against his belly, slit and scaly sides once again; causing Dan to slow his swimming. Dan realised they didn’t want him to leave, they wanted to mate, they wanted him to release his seed and fertilise their young. He tried to push these thoughts out of his head, instead pushing towards the surface, but more and more of the females pressed against him…tempting him.

Dan looked down and saw some of the females rubbing up against the gravel, and opening their piscine mouths in some sort of strange animal pleasure as eggs left their ventral openings. His eyes opened wide and something strange sparked in his brain at the sight of the red slippery orbs. His own male vent began to throb and ache, and more scales spread until his entire body was coated. He felt a prodding sensation in his nose, his cheeks began to turn green as more of his beautiful scales spread over the once human skin. His eyes were locked onto the beautiful shimmering female bodies, as they wriggled against the gravel and spilling out their unfertilised young; hoping the large male would come along to full fill their only life’s desire. Dan looked back up, seeing no obvious doors or exists which made him wonder...

Another female slid against his oozing fishy slit, his tail shook in pleasure as his dorsal and anal fins pushed out fully, leaving him almost entirely transformed. Dan looked down and began to wonder what it’d feel like, what it might be like to let his seed loose upon those eggs. He began to envision himself mating like a salmon, about how those eggs would feel against his red belly and vent. Finally he lost the battle of wills, and he turned his gaze downwards before beating his tail against the water’s surface; which he’d been so desperate to reach before. The water in the tank splashed with the strength of the anthropomorphic salmon’s tail and he darted down towards the floor, filling his gills with water as he approached one of the nests that seemed almost full with the wobbling red jelly-like eggs. The fish that’d surrounded him all began to disperse and press themselves against their huge gravel nests, many fish taking a single nest at a time. Dan opened his mouth and took in another gulp of water as he willingly pressed his vent and tail against the huge pile of red slimy eggs that’d just been laid by the females, his mouth opening in bliss at the feeling of their soft jelly like surface against his scaled slit and anus. More small scales developed across his face, and slivers of his hair began to fall away from his scalp. Dan could see the short hairs of his goatee, and the longer strands from his scalp floating away in front of him, but he didn’t really seem to care anymore. He didn’t feel scared or worried, he only felt true purpose in his desire; his desire to mate.

Dan wanted to moan as he began using his tail to wriggle against the eggs, kneeling into the gravel he could feel the slippery slimy eggs against his opening. He opened his eyes up wide as he felt the muscles inside his tail and loins contracting, his wriggling seemingly producing some positive effect towards his goal of breeding. Bones began to creak and pop as his face started to push forwards, his nostrils turned upwards as his upper lip and nose began to push into a singular point. His bottom jaw started to extend out, and eyes started to push out to the sides behind his growing snout. He didn’t care about anything anymore, not his face, nor his identity, he just wanted release. He wanted to spill his seed all over these eggs, he wanted to fullfill his one overriding need to breed; to mate!

He watched as the edges of the tank began to curl around his vision, his eyes moving aside as the last shreds of hair fell away from his now smooth scaly scalp, while another slippery green fin slowly started to grow out from the back of his head. The fin slid up behind his bandana until the wet red cloth settled between his gills and head-fin; the knot behind proving good enough to remain locked around Dan’s neck. 

His eyes began to widen more and more, until he was certain they could open up no further, his vision changing as certain colours faded from his vision, and his molars began to sink into his gums. His snout continued to extend forwards, and now more than ever; he yearned to be complete. His whole face expanded forwards into a strange looking hook like fishy snout; the recognisable shape of male salmon. The rest of his teeth began to push out into smaller points; his canines becoming sharper, thinner and more hook like. The spreading green scales began to encroach on his growing snout, his jaw opening up even wider than before to reveal his shrinking tongue, and the inside of his gills. As he gulped more and more water through his neck, Dan felt the contractions within his slit grow stronger and stronger. He felt perfect with where, and what he was. He felt happy and content, with his tail, vent deep in a pile of eggs; ready to be fertilized.

It was simple, primal and all he’d ever want again, his new fishy body feeling both alien and familiar to him. His contractions grew even stronger, until he felt a powerful rocking wave of orgasmic pleasure pound his new salmon body like a dump truck. His body, tail and fins began to shake and spasm like it’d never done before, his thick powerful tail forcing his slit against the eggs, before he opened his long salmon maw wide in pleasure at his first salmon orgasm. Thick white seed spewed forth from his slit, and he pressed down against the gravel with his legs, to coat the entire spawning nest with his sticky salmon cum. The water began to grow cloudy around his anal fin and vent, as he stained the water with his seed, his whole body shaking in unbridled pleasure; feeling utter bliss at the pleasure of orgasm, and knowing he’d completed his purpose. 

Dan tried to close his eyes to enjoy the new alien feelings rushing over his cold blooded form, but found he could no longer close his eyes. He’d have panicked if not his ongoing piscine orgasm, which left his mind and senses dulled to anything other than his fertilisation of the female’s eggs. As the last spurts of cum leaked from his slit, he felt his eyeballs morphing next. Not only did he now lack any eyelids; but he could feel his pupils widening to allow more light in; giving him far better vision in the water than before. His irises began to stain with new colour, the once deep brown blotched with shimmers of yellow and light orange. The once human eyeballs flattened out until only a pair of flat, unblinking salmon eyes peered out into the murky, cum filled waters. He felt his vision adapting rather well underwater, and the blurry images he’d seen before became clear; his new piscine eyes seemingly focussing without the need for his absent glasses. His body shook suddenly as he felt his vent close up again, before his new unblinking gaze found another series of female with eggs that needed a coating. 

As he pushed away from his previously fertilised redd, he realised he could feel the subtle changed in the water pressure, he could sense where all the other fish were that surrounded him; almost like a sixth sense. This was actually just a new sensory organ spanning either side of his new smooth streamline anthropomorphic salmon body, a lateral line that started from behind his gills, all the way to his tail. He slid up against the new redd of eggs, wriggling up against the smaller feral female fish, and began spewing his seed over them once again. His mouth opened up again as his wide yellow eyes peered out from the sides of his head; his red bandana still floating in the waters around his neck and gills; the only scrap of his former identity that remained.

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“I think he’s a success” A voice said from behind a large sheet of reinforced glass, which peered out into the tank. Dr Ryan smiled as she looked out of a two way mirror allowed the scientists to look into the tank where the former Daniel was mating. The water around his tail growing milky with his successful mating frenzy, and the female salmon seemingly worked up by his ability to fertilise multiple spawning nests.

“He shows no slowing in biological functions after his first mating, I believe the fry hatched from these eggs will yield a new batch of GM salmon that can persist after mating. It will mean a whole new source of food!” The older, middle aged man said in response to Dr Ryan’s initial comment, a grin curling across his face as he walked up to the glass to observe the prize specimen.

“We’ll need to run some tests first, but I think we’ve got a good chance here. To prevent inbreeding however, we’ll need another subject to keep the gene pool diverse…and I’ve got just the subject in mind” Dr Ryan said, before turning to the other bearded male scientist and nodding. He reached around his co-worker’s face with a cloth, pressing it against his nose and mouth. The man began to struggle, thrashing his hands and arms as the larger, younger man held the cloth against his face. His eyes began to droop and the strength drained from his muscles as the chemicals in the cloth did their job, his vision darkening to see Dr Ryan looking over her prized anthro salmon moving over to his next nest of eggs, his bandana floating gracefully in the water around his neck.

“You’ve met with constant failure Dr Jones, time to make yourself useful” Dr Ryan said with a chuckle in her voice, as she pressed her palm against the glass. Darkness came over the struggling scientists as he finally fell unconscious, the last thing he saw was Daniel spraying even more of the female’s eggs with his salmon seed. He realized then, that this was the fate that would await him. This was his last conscious thought, as Dr Ryan admired her prize salmon; his tail shaking, his stunningly yellow unblinking eyes looking out into the waters.

Blissfully content with his existence…as a happy, primal fish.