Fluttershy And Tree Hugger Accidentally Wander Into A Dolphin Rape Cave
Waves crashed on the rocks by the cliff-side. Seagulls shrieked and wheeled above the blue ocean which stretched out far as the eye could see. The sun blazed over the horizon, a few fluffy white clouds in the soft skies. The aroma of salt carried on the breeze. Many would have considered this little nudist retreat a paradise. Certainly, the two onlookers did.
Fluttershy tightened her grip on her girlfriend's hand, the duo butt-naked and seated on the cliff. Their legs dangled over the edge, her physique far more voluptuous compared to her still shapely companion. “It's perfect!”
“It is, isn't it, babe? Like, I could stay here forever.” Tree Hugger reached over with her free hand and tickled Shy's tummy.
Blushing and giggling, Flutters squirmed under her touch. “Cut it out, Hugs!” They laid back, their flesh shiny from the suntan lotion they'd smeared all over each other. Bulbous breasts topped with wide pink areola heaved with each breath she sucked in and exhaled. They'd completely shaved their snatches, tight and untouched by a single man. “Hey, is that-”
She shot up and watched dolphins hop from the waters, twirl, and land with a splash. Groups of them swam in formation. “Oh, they're so cute! Especially the little noises they make! Do you think we can swim over and meet them?”
“Um, not sure that's such a radical idea, babe. I mean, like, you're a wizard with animals, but they're still wild, you know?” She sat up with her. “Still, I do have to admit they're pretty adorable. Bet you wish you could be one sometimes!”
Shy tittered. “Maybe a little. Please?” She batted her eyelashes.
Hugs exhaled. “Okay, you know how much that makes me melt, babe. Can't say no to that. Come on.” She stood, their fingers still interlocked, and led her down a hill closer to a sandy beach far below.
A forest twisted in the wind behind them, birds chirping and small critters scurrying between the bushes. They climbed downwards, over the slopes, and padded barefoot across the warm sand. Seashells and seaweed decorated the path, a few crabs scuttling out of their way.
They'd swam naked together plenty of times, but never before in such a large body of water. Hugs removed her bandana, her dreadlocks falling around her bare shoulders.
Footprints trailed behind them, wet sands sucking around their feet when they waded into the waves, which washed around their ankles. Once they were ready, they swam hand-in-hand further out.
Legs kicked out behind them, swimming in a frog-like manner, pushing them onward. The sun's rays kissed backs dotted in water droplets. Pretty soon they were close enough to join the dolphins, who squeaked and trailed around them in a welcoming manner. Rubbing up on their sides, Flutters cooed in delight, hugging one close to her and nuzzling with it.
“How cute! I'll call this one Ecco,” mused Flutters.
Hugs chuckled. “Wish I could take a photo.” She made a square with her thumbs and fingers to frame the pair. Her lover was pressed up on the dolphin, heavy breasts smashed atop its slick surface, arms wrapped around it while she squeeze. “Guess you'll be Flipper, then.” She rubbed one across its slick back. “Huh?”
She almost leapt in surprise when a snout pushed against her bottom. Shooting him a crooked grin, she allowed it to swim between her thighs, allowing her to ride upon its back. Another did the same with Flutters, the pair riding to wherever the animals were taking them.
Minutes passed while they rode. By now the sun started to set in an almost ominous fashion, the sky stained blood red. "I'll always protect you babe," assured Hugs who tried to comfort herself too.
Eventually a cave's mouth loomed into view. Dark, dank, and in the middle-of-nowhere, the couple shivered. Part of them screamed to turn back.
But it was an exercise in trust and they didn't want to let down their new friends. Especially Fluttershy, who was convinced she could befriend any beast, no matter how wild. Gradually both were carried into the bleakness.
Gloom closed in around them. Wrapping their arms around themselves, stalagmites and stalactites were visible within the weathered stone, which dripped with a soft tinkle. A mob of dolphins formed a circle around the riders, hopping and flapping their fins with chirps that echoed throughout the caverns. “S-so,” mumbled Shy. “Is this your home?”
“Kind of creepy,” whispered Hugs. “It's so dark here. Like, even the water's practically a black pit.”
Suddenly the one Flutters was astride atop bowled her over with a splash. “Shy,” cried Hugs who was similarly overturned into the cold pool. They sputtered and surfaced, the crowd closing in on them. “N-now, wait a minute fellows-”
“Hold on Willy,” said Hugs when the dolphin showed his fat pink willy to her.
But like a bunch of starved piranhas the dolphins beset them. They were suddenly shoved against the rocky outcroppings, thighs forcibly parted when they swam into them, something rather large and slimy tracing over their bellies.
“W-wait,” cried Hugs when the dolphin slammed upon her, its cock spearing open her pussy, spreading her pussy wide with its girth when it hilted her. Noises escaped its maw when it started to rapidly and violently hump her into submission.
She screamed and her lower holes clenched hard, despite herself, blood and cunt nectar mixed and dripping over her asshole. The kegals she'd practiced with Shy kicked in, her interior like a vise.
“Tree,” shrieked Fluttershy only for another dolphin to similarly pin her down and rape away her virginity. It tip ripped apart her hymen, making her tense up all over and squeal, her fuckholes clenching as she was spread wide open.
A red mess similarly smeared her butthole, juices gushing from her while the beast snorted and pressed its weight upon its chosen bitch. Both their gooey pussies were reduced to miniature dolphin rape caves.
Choked sobs escaped the lovers. They reached out their hands, clasped them to draw strength from each other, hopeful that they could hold on and ride this out. But more of the animals closed the circle, swimming inward, and forcibly parted their shitters.
They were pinned between the invaders, who were slamming the girls amongst them, their bodies rocking about while they were mercilessly fucked.
Tiring of their banshee wails which echoed through the caverns, penises were forced into their mouths, and down their throats. They gagged and tasted viscous salty precum which painted their tongues. Loads were emptied into their slippery wombs, their bowels, and down their gullets, spunk churning within them as it settled.
Despite their situation, they creamed themselves hard, squirting over their assailants and kicking their feet, eyes rolling into their heads as they rode out a potent forced climax. Their sole 'comfort' was that they wouldn't die virgins, convinced lesbian sex didn't count!
They huffed when the animals withdrew. But their eyes went wide when more immediately replaced them, beginning the whole process all over again. More would swim up to ravage them, dozens claiming the couple, destroying now gaping holes which oozed splooge, their jaws slacked open and the corners dripping with jizz.
In truth neither of them had experienced anything near this intense, not with the mild drugs the hippie sometimes liked to take, not with the gentle way the duo made love. Multiple orgasms rocked them each time they were violated. Their twisting silhouettes were cast upon the slick cavern walls.
Inviting all their friends from all over the ocean, they were passed around like cheap chew toys, Flipper turning into Flipper-the-pussy-ripper. Spatters of white cream erupted all over their faces and nubile forms, mixing with the saltwater and dripping down their curves, their hair a tossed mess.
The few females in the cluster arrived to clean their ruined, messy orifices. Their breasts were taken in their maws, bitten and distended, left with nasty red marks all over them.
Aching all the way to their ovaries, in a rare moment's despite they reached over and shared a final kiss, eyes watery and unconcerned with the cum swapped between their tongues when they danced.
Neither had ever been so thoroughly dominated, like they secretly craved. Cocks playfully smacked their spunk-smeared cheeks. Eggs continued to swim in splooge that overfilled their wombs, their cervix entrances hammered upon non-stop. We're they compatible, there was no doubt they'd be impregnated.
And even when they fell unconscious, the dolphins continued to mount them, their battered reflections visible on the sparkling water that sloshed about the furious rapist dolphins who snorted and fucked away.
The creatures continued to bounced about, clapped their little fins, their squeals echoing throughout the cave...
*****
The next morning the tides came in. Still naked, the bitten and bruised all over bodies of Fluttershy and Hugs washed ashore, face-down and covered in moss which clung to their pallid carcasses.
Gulls cried as the dawn broke and settled around them for a feast. Crabs scuttled over them, their ruined holes on full display, a few silverfish crawling out of their bloodied openings.
In the animal kingdom it's survival of the fittest, and they'd been recycled to serve the plants and animals they so adored, human conposte which would have provided some small comfort had they known.
By the time someone discovered them, skeletons were partially visible from their half-eaten corpses. And in the distance, dolphins continued to flip and spin, awaiting their next would-be prey who'd be lured to their doom.
