Author's Note

Where have I been. Life. My life is going good, but I haven't had time to write. Now I'm back.

Mr. Waddle

Date: May 16, 2019
Location: Human World, Peter’s Park

“You and I our one. Oh, Yes I must have been a fish in a past life.”

The man flapping his arms like a fish is Mr. Waddle with a serious fetish for fish. He longed to be as close to fish as possible. To swim like them, and of course swim with them. To fulfill his dream this amateur went so far is to create his own fish suit. He took an old waterbed, cut it up, and glued it.

"Perfect. This is the best suit ever."

This was a stupid idea. Mr. Waddle couldn't wait to take it on its maiden voyage. At a nearby lake, he climbed into his fish suit, and headed down to the water. But it was slow going and he quickly started to overheat. The weather today was extremely hot. It was the afternoon and the highest today was 101 degrees. Sci-Twi what is the issue Mr. Waddle is going to have

"We produce heat eternally. And we dissipate that heat to the environment. All cells are metabolically active and as energy is produced, heat is dissipated. The human body possesses millions of sweat glands, located just beneath the skin. Since he was wearing waterbed material those water molecules could not penetrate. He put a microclimate next to his skin. He had a double whammy, and he basically couldn't lose heat by sweating and he couldn't lose heat by radiation. If the temperature outside was cool that could have saved him. Sadly that wasn't the case."

Mr. Waddle had began feeling the first symptom of hyperthermia. He started to heat cramps. Then heat prostration kicked in and he feel. He began to roll to the water. He became delirious. Then heatstroke began to settle in.

Mr. Waddle was trying to get to the lake and was just a few inches away from the water. It would take three hours to die from heatstroke. However, with the suit Mr. Waddle was wearing he died in a matter in minutes. With the lake so close he finally got his wish. He knew he it felt to be a fish...out of water.

Way To Die #140: Wet Dream