Gone Fishing
A TFTG story inspired by art drawn by All Bad Badgers
UNEDITED
CW: Unwilling, But Desired Permanent Change - Implied Magical Talking Fish Death - Mild Gender Dysphoria (Back Story)
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It was a bright and sunny day out on the lake and Andy was enjoying himself as he wiled away the afternoon fishing out of his small rowboat. He had planned his vacation to the small cabin he had recently renovated months in advance and had every intention of using it as a chance to escape the hustle and bustle of city life.
It was so quiet and peaceful out here, hundreds of miles away from the nearest other person. For a quiet, solitary man like Andy it was near enough paradise. Yet much as he might have liked to live here, he knew it would be impossible to do for any length of time. As a vegetarian, he could hardly live off lake fish and water so eventually he would be forced to make the long drive back to his regular life and save up for however long it would take to once again return to the beautiful lake and his quaint little cabin home away from home...
Just as he was thinking of rowing back to make lunch, Andy felt a tug on his line and grabbed his poll. He began to reel, but whatever he had hooked was a hell of a lot stronger than even the big lake bass the waters teemed with. It felt almost like he had a real monster on the line!
He leaned back and felt the line go as tight as a musical cord! the fish was looking to fight and no mistake! He almost thought about cutting the thing free, he was starting to get hungry and it wasn't like he would get much more than a fun picture out of the battle, but something about the challenge had him excited! If nothing else he wanted to see IF he could win if for no other reason then proving he could!
The battle between man and fish raged for almost an hour, neither competitor willing to give an inch without making the other sweat and strain for it. Andy more then once thought back to the choice to not just cut the line regretfully, but he was too proud to give in after committing to the contest. The fish meanwhile had shown itself early in the struggle, leaping from the water in a spray of dazzling color before diving deep down below the boat. It was not as large as Andy had thought it would be, but it’s gorgeous scales had if anything only served to reinforce his desire to capture its majesty with a proud selfie. The guys back at the office would hardly be able to call him ‘unmanly’ after they saw what prize he had managed to snare!
Eventually though as with all things, the battle ended and with a horse holler Andy pulled the struggling fish from the lake, grasping its tail tightly as he hauled it onto the boat. The fish, weakened, but by no means yet willing to admit defeat thrashed on the wooden seat while Andy pulled his phone from its plastic covering. Despite its fiery spirit the animal itself was actually surprisingly small up close, barely a monster by anyone's definition, but what it lacked in girth it more than made up for in flare! The creature was almost unbelievably beautiful, its shimmering silver scales reflecting a rainbow pattern across the rowboat. Andy had never seen or even heard of a fish like it before and he was thus all the more eager to snap a quick picture with it, however just as he got the phone turned on the watery devil lept from its seat and smacked hard against his leg, making him fumble his electronic device! He scrambled to catch his smart phone before it could smash on the wooden deck, but between his and the fish's wild thrashing the boat rocked and the phone bounced from its side and spun merrily off over the water till with a splash it vanished from sight.
“My phone!” Andy cried, sinking back into the boat as the ripples slowly faded, leaving no trace of the five hundred dollar investment. “Son of a bitch!”
“Serves you right you knave!” A voice suddenly hollered from just next to Andy’s foot and he turned with a start to see the silvery fish glaring up at him with unmistakable malice in its eyes. “You have more coming to you then that, you scallywag! I shall teach you a lesson for all the harm you have done!”
Andy felt his mouth drop open as the fish began to flop about again, now making its way slowly towards him with a determined glare set upon its tiny face. “Y-Your a talking FISH!?”
“A MAGIC talking fish!” The fish confirmed, making its way towards his shins. “You may begin begging for your life now, but it will do you no good! I will teach you a lesson you will not soon forget before I release you from your fate!”
“Is this about all the fish I caught and released?” Andy asked, feeling his head swim as he tried to wrap his mind around the incredibly surreal experience he was having. “I’m sorry if I hurt your friends, but it’s not like I killed any of them, I let them all go so…”
“Which is the only reason you are getting off so lightly now!” The fish cursed. “Otherwise I would make you a worm and eat you myself! I might just do that anyway, but I shall give you a chance to redeem yourself first!” With that the fish reached his shin and snapped his jaws around Andy’s lower leg, pricking his skin with a dozen tiny teeth.
Andy yelped in pain and tried to shake the fish off, but it was no use, the thing had jaws like a snapping turtle! He reached down and grabbed hold of his shiny attacker, but before he could try and pry the things jaws lose something strange began to happen to his skin. Radiating out from the bite and spreading rapidly was a gray, rough texture that melted through his injured leg, dissolving hair as it went. He suddenly felt faint and leaned back as the spread moved up his leg and out down the other leg and up his torso, having an even more drastic effect as it went. His groin suddenly felt as if it were on fire, itching and tingling madly while his thighs ballooned out to the very limits of his pants. The strain as his shorts struggled to contain his newly thick hips was relieved only when something pushed out from his tailbone and forced his shorts down as it grew in and then out, sliding under the seat and flopping energetically off the edge of the boat. Andy turned and gasped at what he saw, a great big SHARKS TAIL!
“What’s happening to me?” Andy gasped as the spread moved up his chest and something else began to grow under his shirt, pushing till the buttons strained to hold it closed.
“I thought that would be obvious.” The fish remarked snidely as it finally released him. “I cursed you! As punishment for your crimes, I have made you what you seem to so despise!”
“What does that mean?” Andy demanded, but before the fish could answer the top few shirt buttons finally lose their battle with his growing chest and burst free, revealing a pair of large, soft, supple breasts!
“A fish!” The magical beast cackled. “And a lass at that! Your humanity and manly pride taken from you for your evil ways!”
Andy reached down into his pants and blushed as his fingers found beneath his underwear something he had only ever felt on the women he occasionally dated. He or rather now SHE gasped and pulled her hand free, unable to even begin to try and processes this along with everything else that had just happened to her! She looked to the fish, thinking what, if anything she could say to appease him, but before she could do or say a thing, he face began to tingle and shift. The transformation had made its way to her head!
Her face pushed out in front of her while the back of her neck slid out to form a large, thin fin. Her nose flattened, then melted into her snout, sharply increasing in sensitivity as new senses took over, replacing her human need for sight alone to guide her. Her mouth, already stretched by the lengthening of her face shifted further to allow her teeth to split and sharpen, becoming a double row of razor sharp daggers, ready to bite and tear and grow back if ever they came loose. Finally her tongue shifted ever so slightly, hardly enough to be noticeable, but enough to subtly alter her pallet…
“Their, feeling the burn now are you?” Andy’s attention was drawn back to the fish whose expression had turned smug. “I can see from the way your blushing that the humiliation is already eating you up inside! Well I might be persuaded to undo my curse, else wise you will be trapped like this FOREVER!”
“Forever?” Andy asked, feeling her new chest. She was still in a state of shock, but the flood of new sensations were starting to settle into something new, but not entirely unpleasant. In fact, the sudden change into femininity felt if anything… Sort of nice? It was odd to even consider, but an ever present discomfort she had always felt as a man had vanished along with her old body, leaving her feeling like an invisible bolder had just been rolled from her back for the first time in her life, its crushing weight only felt in its absence.
“That’s right ‘lassie’!” The fish sneered. “You’ll be stuck looking like that for the rest of your life! You’ll never be able to return to your human society, never feel your manhood between your legs, never even be able to pass for a man with a pair of tits like you got now!”
Andy blushed as she looked down at her new breasts. They were pretty big, weren't they? It was strange thinking about, but she could not deny it also felt… Kinda of flattering.
“I would be stuck living out here in this remote cabin.” She whispered. “I would be so alone…”
“All alone, trapped in the wilds like a freak!” The fish nodded, smile widening.
“I mean… I guess if I could get back in touch with Emily using the phone back in the cabin... she’s a huge woodsy type and has a HUGE thing for sharks! Plus the only reason we broke up was because she realized she was gay. Other then that we were so close we really considering getting married...”
“What’s that?” The fish demanded, its smug expression faltering just a little.
“And then she could go into town if we needed anything… And she always DID want to get away and just settle down somewhere remote were she could just live off the land.” Andy frowned. “But then what would I eat? There's no way she can grow enough for both of us.”
“Quiet that yammering woman and pay attention to me!” The fish howled. “Don’t you want to hear what tasks your to complete to earn a chance at getting your life back?”
Andy’s stomach gurgled as she turned to look at the loudmouthed fish and as her eyes fell upon him, she felt her mouth begin to water. She had never seen anything that looked quite as scrumptious as the shimmering magical fish looked to her in that moment. No veggie burger or salad could compare to the unbelievable temptation that seemed to waft off the creature in waves. She felt her tongue poke out of her mouth and slowly licked her lips as she began to crawl towards the being who had ‘cursed’ her…
“That’s more like it!” The fish huffed as Andy picked him up by his tail. “Now then, your first task will be to toss me back in the lake. After I have soaked myself properly and thought of a few hundred chores I need done I’ll… What are you doing!?”
Andy let go and clamped her jaws shut as a broad smile spread over her face. She did not say a word to the magical fish, for she had been taught better than that to speak with her mouth full…
-
Andie felt a tug on her line and licked her lips as she began to reel it in. She had spent the last half an hour planning out what she was going to say to Emily when she got back to the cabin and felt she had her speech down to a pretty good place. However before she reconnected with her beloved, she was determined to catch a couple more lake bass. After all, she had no intention of making such an important phone call on an empty stomach…
The End
It was so quiet and peaceful out here, hundreds of miles away from the nearest other person. For a quiet, solitary man like Andy it was near enough paradise. Yet much as he might have liked to live here, he knew it would be impossible to do for any length of time. As a vegetarian, he could hardly live off lake fish and water so eventually he would be forced to make the long drive back to his regular life and save up for however long it would take to once again return to the beautiful lake and his quaint little cabin home away from home...
Just as he was thinking of rowing back to make lunch, Andy felt a tug on his line and grabbed his poll. He began to reel, but whatever he had hooked was a hell of a lot stronger than even the big lake bass the waters teemed with. It felt almost like he had a real monster on the line!
He leaned back and felt the line go as tight as a musical cord! the fish was looking to fight and no mistake! He almost thought about cutting the thing free, he was starting to get hungry and it wasn't like he would get much more than a fun picture out of the battle, but something about the challenge had him excited! If nothing else he wanted to see IF he could win if for no other reason then proving he could!
The battle between man and fish raged for almost an hour, neither competitor willing to give an inch without making the other sweat and strain for it. Andy more then once thought back to the choice to not just cut the line regretfully, but he was too proud to give in after committing to the contest. The fish meanwhile had shown itself early in the struggle, leaping from the water in a spray of dazzling color before diving deep down below the boat. It was not as large as Andy had thought it would be, but it’s gorgeous scales had if anything only served to reinforce his desire to capture its majesty with a proud selfie. The guys back at the office would hardly be able to call him ‘unmanly’ after they saw what prize he had managed to snare!
Eventually though as with all things, the battle ended and with a horse holler Andy pulled the struggling fish from the lake, grasping its tail tightly as he hauled it onto the boat. The fish, weakened, but by no means yet willing to admit defeat thrashed on the wooden seat while Andy pulled his phone from its plastic covering. Despite its fiery spirit the animal itself was actually surprisingly small up close, barely a monster by anyone's definition, but what it lacked in girth it more than made up for in flare! The creature was almost unbelievably beautiful, its shimmering silver scales reflecting a rainbow pattern across the rowboat. Andy had never seen or even heard of a fish like it before and he was thus all the more eager to snap a quick picture with it, however just as he got the phone turned on the watery devil lept from its seat and smacked hard against his leg, making him fumble his electronic device! He scrambled to catch his smart phone before it could smash on the wooden deck, but between his and the fish's wild thrashing the boat rocked and the phone bounced from its side and spun merrily off over the water till with a splash it vanished from sight.
“My phone!” Andy cried, sinking back into the boat as the ripples slowly faded, leaving no trace of the five hundred dollar investment. “Son of a bitch!”
“Serves you right you knave!” A voice suddenly hollered from just next to Andy’s foot and he turned with a start to see the silvery fish glaring up at him with unmistakable malice in its eyes. “You have more coming to you then that, you scallywag! I shall teach you a lesson for all the harm you have done!”
Andy felt his mouth drop open as the fish began to flop about again, now making its way slowly towards him with a determined glare set upon its tiny face. “Y-Your a talking FISH!?”
“A MAGIC talking fish!” The fish confirmed, making its way towards his shins. “You may begin begging for your life now, but it will do you no good! I will teach you a lesson you will not soon forget before I release you from your fate!”
“Is this about all the fish I caught and released?” Andy asked, feeling his head swim as he tried to wrap his mind around the incredibly surreal experience he was having. “I’m sorry if I hurt your friends, but it’s not like I killed any of them, I let them all go so…”
“Which is the only reason you are getting off so lightly now!” The fish cursed. “Otherwise I would make you a worm and eat you myself! I might just do that anyway, but I shall give you a chance to redeem yourself first!” With that the fish reached his shin and snapped his jaws around Andy’s lower leg, pricking his skin with a dozen tiny teeth.
Andy yelped in pain and tried to shake the fish off, but it was no use, the thing had jaws like a snapping turtle! He reached down and grabbed hold of his shiny attacker, but before he could try and pry the things jaws lose something strange began to happen to his skin. Radiating out from the bite and spreading rapidly was a gray, rough texture that melted through his injured leg, dissolving hair as it went. He suddenly felt faint and leaned back as the spread moved up his leg and out down the other leg and up his torso, having an even more drastic effect as it went. His groin suddenly felt as if it were on fire, itching and tingling madly while his thighs ballooned out to the very limits of his pants. The strain as his shorts struggled to contain his newly thick hips was relieved only when something pushed out from his tailbone and forced his shorts down as it grew in and then out, sliding under the seat and flopping energetically off the edge of the boat. Andy turned and gasped at what he saw, a great big SHARKS TAIL!
“What’s happening to me?” Andy gasped as the spread moved up his chest and something else began to grow under his shirt, pushing till the buttons strained to hold it closed.
“I thought that would be obvious.” The fish remarked snidely as it finally released him. “I cursed you! As punishment for your crimes, I have made you what you seem to so despise!”
“What does that mean?” Andy demanded, but before the fish could answer the top few shirt buttons finally lose their battle with his growing chest and burst free, revealing a pair of large, soft, supple breasts!
“A fish!” The magical beast cackled. “And a lass at that! Your humanity and manly pride taken from you for your evil ways!”
Andy reached down into his pants and blushed as his fingers found beneath his underwear something he had only ever felt on the women he occasionally dated. He or rather now SHE gasped and pulled her hand free, unable to even begin to try and processes this along with everything else that had just happened to her! She looked to the fish, thinking what, if anything she could say to appease him, but before she could do or say a thing, he face began to tingle and shift. The transformation had made its way to her head!
Her face pushed out in front of her while the back of her neck slid out to form a large, thin fin. Her nose flattened, then melted into her snout, sharply increasing in sensitivity as new senses took over, replacing her human need for sight alone to guide her. Her mouth, already stretched by the lengthening of her face shifted further to allow her teeth to split and sharpen, becoming a double row of razor sharp daggers, ready to bite and tear and grow back if ever they came loose. Finally her tongue shifted ever so slightly, hardly enough to be noticeable, but enough to subtly alter her pallet…
“Their, feeling the burn now are you?” Andy’s attention was drawn back to the fish whose expression had turned smug. “I can see from the way your blushing that the humiliation is already eating you up inside! Well I might be persuaded to undo my curse, else wise you will be trapped like this FOREVER!”
“Forever?” Andy asked, feeling her new chest. She was still in a state of shock, but the flood of new sensations were starting to settle into something new, but not entirely unpleasant. In fact, the sudden change into femininity felt if anything… Sort of nice? It was odd to even consider, but an ever present discomfort she had always felt as a man had vanished along with her old body, leaving her feeling like an invisible bolder had just been rolled from her back for the first time in her life, its crushing weight only felt in its absence.
“That’s right ‘lassie’!” The fish sneered. “You’ll be stuck looking like that for the rest of your life! You’ll never be able to return to your human society, never feel your manhood between your legs, never even be able to pass for a man with a pair of tits like you got now!”
Andy blushed as she looked down at her new breasts. They were pretty big, weren't they? It was strange thinking about, but she could not deny it also felt… Kinda of flattering.
“I would be stuck living out here in this remote cabin.” She whispered. “I would be so alone…”
“All alone, trapped in the wilds like a freak!” The fish nodded, smile widening.
“I mean… I guess if I could get back in touch with Emily using the phone back in the cabin... she’s a huge woodsy type and has a HUGE thing for sharks! Plus the only reason we broke up was because she realized she was gay. Other then that we were so close we really considering getting married...”
“What’s that?” The fish demanded, its smug expression faltering just a little.
“And then she could go into town if we needed anything… And she always DID want to get away and just settle down somewhere remote were she could just live off the land.” Andy frowned. “But then what would I eat? There's no way she can grow enough for both of us.”
“Quiet that yammering woman and pay attention to me!” The fish howled. “Don’t you want to hear what tasks your to complete to earn a chance at getting your life back?”
Andy’s stomach gurgled as she turned to look at the loudmouthed fish and as her eyes fell upon him, she felt her mouth begin to water. She had never seen anything that looked quite as scrumptious as the shimmering magical fish looked to her in that moment. No veggie burger or salad could compare to the unbelievable temptation that seemed to waft off the creature in waves. She felt her tongue poke out of her mouth and slowly licked her lips as she began to crawl towards the being who had ‘cursed’ her…
“That’s more like it!” The fish huffed as Andy picked him up by his tail. “Now then, your first task will be to toss me back in the lake. After I have soaked myself properly and thought of a few hundred chores I need done I’ll… What are you doing!?”
Andy let go and clamped her jaws shut as a broad smile spread over her face. She did not say a word to the magical fish, for she had been taught better than that to speak with her mouth full…
-
Andie felt a tug on her line and licked her lips as she began to reel it in. She had spent the last half an hour planning out what she was going to say to Emily when she got back to the cabin and felt she had her speech down to a pretty good place. However before she reconnected with her beloved, she was determined to catch a couple more lake bass. After all, she had no intention of making such an important phone call on an empty stomach…
The End
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