Beating The Heat (TFTG + Inanimate)

Beating The Heat

Originally posted on FA on: May 1, 2021 

Syl reluctantly agrees to join April for a dip in the pool, revealing a very special 'allergy' and forgetting an important rule to avoid possibly ending up permanently transformed into a pool toy...

Edited by Hazel

CW: Oral, Forgetting important safety rule with dire consequences, possible permanent Inanimation, Pooltoy TF

 

Beating The Heat

Sylph stretched and yawned, the pool chair under them squeaking slightly as the squirrel shifted their weight upon it. The first truly sweltering day of summer had sprung upon the sleepy Canadian burg with a ferocity which had taken everyone by surprise. Sylph especially, who had pushed back fixing their AC unit in hopes of possibly just riding out the season and saving a little cash in the process. Thus, trapped between the prospects of slowly roasting in a 50c cramped apartment or taking additional hours in the cool, but stifling office, they had desperately searched for a third option and found it in an unexpected, but not unwelcome place.

“Hot enough for ya?”

Sylph tilted their head to see a disheveled shark grinning at them from the edge of the pool, wet hair dripping all about her angular face. “Sorry, what was that?” they asked as the shark shook her head, sending a spray of droplets across the hot poolside concrete. “Is it ‘hot enough?’ My shirt’s more sweat than fabric at this point, what do you think?”

“Figured.” The shark nodded and lifted herself out of the water, chlorinated water dripping from her purple skin. “So why not join me in the pool?”

“I don’t swim.” Sylph replied shortly, lifting a hand to shield their eyes from the sun. “I told you that.”

“You don’t have to swim.” April pointed out, turning to sit on the edge while her legs and tail continued to slowly kick at the crystal clear water. “Just come over here and drip your legs in or wade around in the water, it’s a lot cooler than laying in the sun.”

“I’m not in the sun, I’ve got an umbrella.” Sylph huffed. “Look April, I’m really grateful you let me come over, and I’m still shocked that your friend’s family happened to own a place with a pool so near by, but…I’m alright just not going in the water.”

April shrugged and pulled her legs from the pool. “Alright, then if you're not swimming, I’ll stay out here with you.”

Sylph shifted uncomfortably in their seat. “Hey, no...you don’t have to do that! I don’t want you to have to sit out in the heat!”

“If my friend is going to be hot and sweaty, I’m going to be as well.” The shark folded her arms over her not insubstantial chest. “I didn’t invite you over to have fun while you fried yourself trying to play it cool.”

Sylph sighed. “Look you don’t want to just sit around here, it's really…Hot and gross and you’ll just get all steamed up like…” They dropped their head. “Me. Okay fine, I guess you have a point, it's just… I sort of have a thing I have to do when I go in pools… Something that's a little weird.”

“What?” April asked. “Like put in earplugs or something? My brothers had to do that for awhile after they got really bad ear infections so…” She trailed off as the squirrel unbuttoned their shirt, then began to pull down their swimming trunks. Their thick, reddish cock bobbed free in the hot air, a thin shine of perspiration causing it to gleam in the sun's light. “Okay, I’ll admit, that’s a new one on me.”

Sylph dropped their shirt and trunks on the chair and walked gingerly to the shallow end of the pool, wincing each time their bare feet made contact with the baking pavement. “I’m sorry if this seems forward and I’ll understand if you don’t want to, but if I’m going to get in the pool…” Sylph blushed and gestured down to their groin. “You need to blow me as I get in.”

The shark’s purple face flushed a deep scarlet, matching the red strips which ran across her body, but all she said was, “I can do that.” She dropped back into the pool and swam back to meet her friend at the shallow stairway leading gradually into the water. “Though if you need someone to have sex with you every time you jump in a pool, I can’t even imagine what sort of swimming instructor you had...”

“It’s not like thaaaat.” Sylph blushed and after a moment's hesitation, dipped their feet into the water. “It's just… Well, you’ll see. Just promise me you’ll make sure you bring me back inside after we are done swimming.”

“Uh… Sure?” April frowned, still clearly unsure of what her friend meant, but finding herself increasingly disinterested in the specifics as their rod slowly stiffened and rose to attention. “So you want me to just… Go right in?”

“The sooner the better.” Sylph nodded, looking not at the shark, but at their toes, which had begun to soften and became oddly smooth the longer they stayed under the water. “Just remember to blow. And no teeth!”

The shark flashed her a wickedly sharp grin. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.” She pushed herself closer and ran her hands down the squirrels thighs, unaware of the way the fur smoothed and softened under her touch. Meanwhile, Sylph shivered as their feet floated up on either side of the sharks head, bobbing on the pool's surface as they became immovably light and full.

In a flash Sylph suddenly recalled an important warning their parents had mentioned about their condition, a danger which could come from allowing too much time to pass while in a pool. They opened their mouth to convey the message, but all that escaped their lips was a gasp of pleasure as lips wrapped tightly around the tip of their cock before quickly sliding up the shaft, joined rapidly by a skillfully twisting tongue. All thoughts of warnings and consequences vanished then, banished by the scintillating sensation of powerful, predatory sucking.

“Fuck! Oh my god!” Sylph gasped, instinctively reaching down to grab the back of the sharks head even as the numb feeling of lightness spread up their legs. “That’s… Oh wow…”

“Hmmm!” April’s purple eyes twinkled as she flashed a tight lipped smile. Though she could not speak, her nimble tongue made sure to eagerly tickle the already throbbing meat trapped within her mouth. There was no doubt that the pleasure was mutual.

“N-Now blow me!” Sylph gasped. “I mean literally, blow!”

“Hm?” One of the shark's eyes raised, but still she dutifully puffed up her cheeks and blew just as the slick, soft alterations spread up the squirrel’s thighs.

Something strange happened, then, to the dick in April’s mouth. As she began to breathe as hard as she could into the cockhead, the whole rod stiffened and began to smooth. The tip of her friend's penis widened and seemed to hollow out, the hole expanding and evening till it felt almost more like a tube than a phallus. Concerned, she looked down past her snout at the squirrel's groin and there felt her mind sent reeling at the sight of something truly astonishing!

Where once Sylph’s groin had been a thick, sweaty mass of white fur, framed on either side by their rusty red pelt, now was a similarly colored expanse of latex stretched wide by a growing mass of air! What was more, the material, strained by the influx of her own breath, had been pumped taught enough that the shark could now see straight through them to where the bushy squirrel tail even now thickened and reformed. Two small fins had popped out on either side, joined a moment later by one on top and then at last, a crescent moon-like ending, remarkably similar to her own tail.

Before April could pull back to get a better look at the changes to her friend, soft hands pressed down firmly on the back of her head and an increasingly light and giggly voice urged, “Keep going, I wanna feel how big I can get!” For a moment April wondered if Sylph was perhaps talking about her still growing form, but a second later, the meaning behind the words became clear. A pair of firm mounds began to press against the top of her forehead, pushing aside the hands as featherweight mammaries took over their role.

Certainly the request could not have had anything to do with the tube in her mouth. That had not only failed to keep up with the rest of her friends' growth, but seemed to now be the one part of them which was actively shrinking! In fact, by now it was proving to be something of a challenge for the flesh and blood shark to keep her inflatable counterpart’s tube secure as its shrinkage pulled it into a growing gap between Sylph’s rubbery thighs. Still, unwilling to let her friend down, April pushed forward, spreading the newly formed lips and tenderly gripping the now nub-like valve in her teeth as she continued to blow a steady stream of air into it.

April’s vision was obscured and her hearing was muffled as all about her thick, inflatable thighs enveloped her, but still she could barely make out Sylph’s increasingly high pitched words.

“YES! YES! OH MY GOD KEEP GOING! USE ME! PLAY WITH ME! KEEP ME IN THE WATER FOR HOURS SO I CAN FEEL THIS WAY FOR-” But before she could finish her final request, her voice was cut off and replaced with a rubbery squeak.

Finally pulling herself free, April fell back into the pool with a gasp, her mouth filled with the taste of latex and the heady tang of feminine ejaculate. She plunged into the water and emerged a second later, still gasping and spluttering, her mind still spinning at what she had just borne witness to.

On the edge of the pool, half floating in the water and half perched on the steps, a massive red and white shark pooltoy grinned back at her, its broad, decaled smile looking almost innocent. Though the shark’s overall design was cute enough, the large, anatomically correct breasts and below them, an inflated pussy which still dripped with saliva dismissed any hope the thing might have had of appearing family friendly. Yet beyond even that, the strangest thing about the toy was easily the fact that it was, beyond any shadow of a doubt…

“Sylph?” April gasped as the shark toy wiggled forward, flopping into the water before rolling onto its side and floating towards her. “Is that… How is that really you?”

The inflatable shark girl let out a small ‘sqrk!’ from its painted-on toothy grin. The pooltoy’s stiff, rounded arms wiggled as it rolled slowly over, large breasts propping it up on the water’s surface so that it could smile cheerily at it’s flustered friend. The inflatable held eye contact for a moment and then began to turn, April’s face flushing as the toy slowly spun in the water till it's still-dripping pussy was directed towards the swimmer's nose.

“Really? April reached out and caught Sylph, her hands finding firm grip on a pair of white plastic handles which had emerged from the new shark girls thighs. She kept Sylph there, the toy’s obviously needy snatch just a hand's breadth from her face. “All that wasn’t enough for you already?”

The pool toy shook lightly, causing ripples to spread out around itself and eliciting a laugh from her friend. “Oh fine, I guess this is one way of beating the heat anyway.” April pulled her in closer and kissed Sylph on their lower lips. “I guess we have a few hours to kill here till sundown anyway, so why not?”

Something about those words caused the pooltoy to still. A memory, a warning related to ‘hours’ which gave it pause, but before it could find a way of communicating that, they felt a nimble tongue push inside of them, clearing away all worries as it went.

Whatever it had been concerned about hardly mattered after all, it was probably a big, important thought.

And a simple pooltoy did not need to concern itself with ‘big important thoughts’.

The End