Author's Note: This is based off of the movie 'Humanoids from the Deep', which I think should have had a
lot
more sex in it than it actually did...so I decided to rewrite it. This story is loosely based on the movie, but mostly only as far as the title, names, and the fish-men go. ^.^
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Peggy Larson, a blonde-haired, green-eyed young woman with a DD bust that jiggled with each step and an hourglass figure, smiled as she stretched her arms above her head, even that action not causing her breasts to sag, and stared out over the ocean from where she was standing on the beach. The waves were lapping gently at the shore, the sun beginning to set over the horizon, and the entire scene looked like something off of a tropical post card, and the 20 year-old took a deep breath through her nose before letting it out in a sigh, just soaking in the peaceful atmosphere.
She was dressed only in a bikini top and cut-off shorts, that day having been a hot that had had many townsfolk wishing to be indoors instead of out setting up for the annual fishing festival. She had been one of them, but she had also been one of the ones who had gone out anyway to help set up. Although, as her good friend Kelly Norman would have put it, she had been doing most of the distracting instead of the heat, what with her outfit or lack thereof. She wiped the sweat off her forehead with one hand, staring thoughtfully at the calm, and more importantly,
cool
, water.
Why not, she thought to herself, her attention focused on those beckoning waves that offered blessed relief from the sweltering heat of the day. Although the sun was going down, it was still beyond hot, and Peggy was more than ready to take a break from sweating, the perspiration having thoroughly coated her tits and somehow worked its' way down into her cut-off to moisten between her legs and ass. It was annoying, not to mention slightly arousing, and she was eager for the sticky feeling to be gone one way or another. At the moment, she was leaning towards taking a nice, refreshing dip in the cove.
There was no one else around, she noted with a pleased smile spreading across her full lips, and she carefully made her way down towards the water from the rock she had been standing on. She was at a rather secluded part of the cove, a good portion of water shielded by worn-smooth rocks, so she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing her skinny-dipping. And if she saw someone coming from the way she had entered her private spot, well she could just duck around one of the isolated rocks poking out of the water further out until they left. That thought decided it for her, and she stopped a few feet from the waters' edge to quickly shuck off her bikini top and wiggle out of her sweat-dampened shorts, revealing the sparse golden hairs around her pussy. She had taken off her shoes before she had walked across the sand, so she didn't have to worry about sand getting into them.
Peggy took a moment to stretch her arms out to her sides, smiling as a soft breeze caressed her golden-tanned skin, and her nipples hardened at the slightly cool touch of the wind. Shuddering at the added sensitivity of the dark pink nubs, she walked a few feet more until her feet were in the water, looking around one last time to make sure that there was no one around. There wasn't, and a large grin bloomed across her face as she fairly jogged deeper into the water until she was over hip deep in it.
A small groan slipped out as she felt the sharp contrast of the heat of her skin and the cooler ocean, and she shivered as her nipples hardened even further. Her pussy clenched as the water pushed against her sensitive flesh, and she had to resist the urge to take care of that right then and there. It wasn't sanitary, she thought sternly to herself, and somewhat guiltily removed her hands from where they had risen to cup her breasts and lightly play with her nipples. She was only swimming to cool off, she thought sternly, and before she did anything else, she threw herself forward into the water. She was completely submerged for several second, and when she came up gasping, now waist-deep in water, she felt almost 20 degrees cooler.
Unknown to her, as she happily scooped up some water to pour it over her body, she was being watched from beneath the waves. The thing watching drew closer to its' prey, invisible beneath the water that had so tempted the nubile woman within easy reach of it, and one scaled, muscular reached out towards its' target.
Peggy felt something gently brush against her ankle, but she brushed it off as just a loose piece of seaweed or something, not paying any attention to it. As she stretched her arms above her head once again, she abruptly yelled when something seized her leg, pulling it out from under her and causing her fall, flailing desperately to get away from whatever-it-was and keep her head above the water. What happened in the next minute was like what happened in movies when someone was drowning: the woman's head broke the surface gasping for air, one arm waving frantically, then went under again, and the process repeated several times, even though you knew the woman was probably not going to come up the next time. The busty blonde, however, managed to get away from the shockingly strong grip whatever-it-was had had on her, and she lunged back towards the shore, alternatively running and swimming in her desperation to get back to shore.
The empty beach, which she had been thankful for only minute earlier, now seemed dark and foreboding, almost damning in its emptiness. She rushed towards it anyway, desperate to get out of the water and away from whatever it was that had grabbed her, and she was now certain that it
hadn't
been just another piece of seaweed! She gasped for breath, chest heaving in a way that would have had any guy finding his pants suddenly too tight around the groin area, and felt hope rise inside of her as she stumbled up onto the sandy beach, falling to her knees and panting as she thought herself safe from what had grabbed her.
She couldn't have been more wrong, as she found out moments later when that same something latched onto her ankle again and began hauling her towards the water. She let out a loud scream into the quiet night as she kicked at what held her and clawed frantically for purchase on the soft grains of sand that made up the beach. The sand slipped right through her fingers, providing no purchase against whatever was pulling her back towards the water. Abruptly being flipped over onto her back, Peggy got her first look at what had grabbed her, and what she saw made her scream even louder than before.