The Ocean's Bounty

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Scarlett moved her fingers along the intricate medallion. Two snakes or eels seemed to intertwine with each other as if in a strange dance, eventually settling on a roughly circular shape.

It was difficult to describe the sensation of holding it, it vibrated with an odd but pleasant power, perhaps like that of a pulsating heart.

She had been looking for it for years, ever since she heard a story about it long ago in the library of an old and senile ocean mage.

The text was vague, but fairly easy to understand, whoever held the medallion and sacrificed a drop of their blood to it would be granted the "bounty of the seas."

Following that there was a description of the tribes, clans and nations that the holders of the medallion would go to found, all prosperous and rich, literally blessed by the ocean.

Scarlett grinned to herself, she had become a pirate and an adventurer solely for this. In fact, she had laid eyes and plundered massive treasures, enough to have the best fitted and crewed frigate in these waters, but these riches meant nothing, for what can compare to the actual bounty of the sea itself and the blessing of its gods?

She noticed she had not even removed her bicorn hat when coming into her quarters. Heck, she hadn't removed any of her fancy uniform after distributing the booty amongst the crew, such was her excitement to check the amulet.

The crew had carried her on their arms around the deck, celebrating the success of their adventure, and the ship shook when she announced that she would be taking none of the gold and jewels, for she only wanted the amulet, letting her sailors keep their well deserved reward.

Rum had been poured, shanties had been sung, and now most of the crew rested in their bunks or on the deck, for it was a pleasant and warm night.

Scarlett found herself nervous, which was odd for the elf, or at least, so she thought. She had been looking for this for so long, she would surely not hesitate now, right?

She placed the amulet on her desk and looked for the transcript of the sacred psalms that she needed to intone.

An old wizard had transcribed it for her, together with a pronunciation guide for this old, almost forgotten language. The old spellcaster had cackled when translating the text, making snide comments about how he didn't expect her to be into such things.

People tended to underestimate her, thinking her a pretty flower way over her head, but she had defeated all who had stood in her way.

She planted her black boots on the wooden floor, her hands imperceptibly shaking with excitement, and she once again held the amulet tight.

Carefully, with a slow but graceful stride that would have made many think of a gazelle or a deer due to her long legs and slender figure, Scarlett walked close to the centre of her quarters and stood in front of her desk.

She held the amulet aloft, making sure the light from the moon coming through her back window reflected on the golden artefact, and after a long breath, she started intoning the sacred psalms.

It didn't take long for her to know that she was doing it correctly, for the amulet started to shine with pleasant but arcane light, and her whole being seemed to vibrate and flow with the gentle sea the ship was currently anchored over.

Out of nowhere, a jolt of lightning and the sound of a crashing wave blinded her, and when she regained her vision she was no longer alone in the room.

Before her stood a massive creature, shaped generally like a man, but as if it had been crossed with a shark.

He was starkly naked, and his skin was grey and slick. It did little however to conceal his musculature, for he was a massive man, his arms, legs and chest twice as thick as the slender Scarlett, perhaps more. Even though Scarlett was quite tall, in fact taller than most of her sailors, her visitor was almost scraping the ceiling, a full head bigger than the elf.

His huge hands and feet were webbed, surely to help with his amphibian nature, and he sported a long shark tail, with even a dorsal fin coming out of his back.

The stranger basically had no neck, or an almost imperceptible one, his head coming out almost directly from his thick torso.

The aforementioned head was his feature with the least humanoid traits. It was, effectively, a shark's head. Though his eyes looked at her with sapience, and his features were placed differently, such as more centred eyes, giving him an actual face she could focus on. He was actually kind of cute, in an exotic and derpy way.

Her visitor's mouth was a pair of jaws with rows and rows of sharp teeth, that would have made more cowardly individuals reel in fear, but thankfully, Scarlett had seen much more horrible things.

In fact, his face was smiling in a strangely pleasant way, and the shark man did not seem to be hostile.

Heck, Scarlett thought while ogling him below the waist, while she was unsure she could take his sea serpent, she wouldn't mind trying to wrangle such a monster for fun later.

Just as Scarlett was getting some dirty ideas, her visitor spoke in her common tongue, but with a peculiar and musical accent that she had never heard before.

"Rejoice, petitioner!," the man said, raising his arms, "the gods of the sea have deemed you worthy of their boon."

Scarlett grinned ear to ear, happy with this news.

"My name is Oceanus, and I have been sent by the Lords of the Sea to be your assistant and consort in what will be your future."

And this hunky fish was at her command? Most excellent news, she thought.

She tipped her hat to her visitor, who responded by doing a courteous bow.

"Pleasure to meet you, Oceanus," she said, stepping close to the shark and caressing his chest while biting her lip, "I'm sure you can help me in many ways."

While his skin appeared smooth and rubbery at a distance, it was actually made of tiny interlocking scales. It was good that it was slick and wet, otherwise she thought it could be used as sandpaper, but in this state it had a rough but nice texture.

Oceanus smiled at her, obviously enjoying her long fingers on his chest.

"Please, lovely petitioner, tell me your name so I may know who I'm to accompany and serve," said Oceanus with an oddly seductive tone that made Scarlett grin.

"But of course!," she said smiling back at him, "my born given name is Eleanor, but through the seas I'm known as Captain Scarlett. I didn't choose the moniker, but I like it."

Oceanus nodded and made a respectful gesture, placing his fist over his heart.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Scarlett, please confide in me if you ever need my assistance."

Scarlett grinned again, she very much intended to request his "assistance."

"I will most definitely do so, Oceanus," she said in a seductive tone.

The man grinned back, obviously understanding, and bowed his head slightly.

Scarlett lifted the amulet towards him, now with a more inquisitive look, her mind once again focused on her target.

"Tell me, Oceanus, what do we do now?," she said while getting the shark's attention on the artefact.

He smiled once again before continuing.

"It's simple, place some of your blood on the amulet and hold it aloft over your head," he said while showing her the gesture. "Then say your name and, for one final time, ask the ocean gods for their blessing and bounty."

Simple enough, thought Scarlett.

She looked around for one of her knives or a letter opener, but before she could find one, her brain concocted a devious and dirty idea.

The pirate queen lifted her gorgeous and slender left hand towards Oceanus, and caressed his sharp and rather pretty ivories.

"I appear to not have a sharp implement at hand, Oz, would you be so kind as to help me?" Her words were so salacious you could have used them to light a candle.

Oceanus seemed lost in thought for a second, enjoying her hand on his teeth, before things kicked into place in his mind.

With a gentleness that was surprising but not unwelcome from someone so large, he tenderly held Scarlett's wrist with one of his big webbed hands, and with a firm push he pricked her finger on one of his teeth, a slow flow of crimson dripping from it.

He licked some of it with his massive tongue, stealing a moan from the already dirty minded Scarlett.

"Such a gentleman," she said, rubbing the bleeding finger on the amulet.

Right on cue, the artefact started glowing, giving Scarlett a soft pleasant tingle on the end of her spine.

Following Oceanus' instructions, she raised the amulet over her head as a gentle turquoise glow enveloped her figure.

"Gods of the ocean and the seas," she said in her best deferential tone, "my name Eleanor, also known as Captain Scarlett, please grant me your blessing and bounty!."

A flash of light flooded the room, blinding Scarlett for a second.

As her eyes recovered, she was shocked to find that the snake-like creatures that formed the amulet had become animated, and after a quick hiss they plunged themselves into her sleeve, coiling and slithering down towards her torso.

She panicked, and tried to rip open her shirt to stop them, but by the time she had split open her clothes, the snakes had reached her tummy. With breathtaking speed, the creatures plunged themselves into her belly button, forcing a way into her body.

Just as blood started to spew out from her abdomen, it quickly coalesced and crystallized into a gorgeous gem, set exactly on her belly button like some custom-made body jewellery. It lazily shifted in colour from red to turquoise green, and it shone with a quiet power.

Scarlett could feel the amulet snakes inside her, travelling deeper into her body, and coiling around somewhere below her belly.

A sharp pain overtook her, as if something had bitten her insides, but the pain quickly subsided into an overwhelming and burning warmth.

She pulled her breeches down, completely ignoring the fact that Oceanus stood before her, and she saw in shock how her womb and mound were shining.

With a sizzling sound, a golden tattoo or brand started showing on her skin. It seemed to represent the amulet's snakes coiling around her womb, their teeth digging into her ovaries, which looked like beautiful pink pearls on her skin.

However, she had little time to admire or question the brand on her body, as she was wracked by a deep and mind breaking need.

Her pussy was soaking wet, dribbling like water spilling out of a coastal cave on the low tide. Scarlett's insides felt empty and hungry. This sensation was overwhelming her mind and body, and she couldn't help but to sit on her desk and shove her long fingers inside her pussy, fingering it furiously.

She looked at Oceanus with eyes that would put any volcano to shame, and beaconed him with her head.

"Oz, fuck, I don't know what's going on!," she said between moans and pants. "Please fuck me, I need you to ram it in me right now!"

Oceanus, who had been looking at her with a smile, moved towards her with a firm step.

He must have enjoyed what he saw, because he was already fully erect, his meaty phallus was thick like sail rope and looked wet and slick. Scarlett struggled to take her breeches off in anticipation, clumsily wrestling with them.

"Allow me, Captain," Oceanus said while ripping off her breeches as if they were made of wet paper, his jaws giving her a ravenous toothy smile.

Scarlett lifted her legs and spread them as much as she could, placing her ankles on his shoulders.

Oz pressed the tip of his slick and wet cock against her dripping pussy and gave her a hard thrust to shove it in without delay.

She had expected to hurt like hell, his girth the thickest she had ever taken, but shockingly it slid in like an eel in a waterslide. It filled her almost instantly, pushing past her cervix, which seemed to open for the handsome shark as if he was an honoured guest being invited in.

Scarlett lost her breath for a second, babbling and groaning incoherently as Oz placed her legs over his arms and he pinned her to the table by her wrists.

He started to thrust just as she was able to refocus slightly, her eyes fixated on the shark's face and deep dark eyes.

She normally disliked being pinned and taken like this, but she felt safe and comfortable in his hands, he wasn't dominating her, just giving her what she needed.

And what she required right now was to have her pussy wrecked like a galleon against a dangerous reef in a storm.

Her nethers and Oz's cock were so wet, it sounded like someone was making dirty slurping sounds every time he pushed his harpoon into her insides. She could feel her juices splashing against Oz's scales like seawater breaking against the coast.

The massive shark lowered its head and gave her a long lick on her chest and perky breasts, which had their nipples so erect she could probably fence with them.

Scarlett allowed herself to relax, her eyelids twitching half open as her body surrendered to his savage boarding.

It felt as if her innards were shaking and shivering with each thrust, her womb aching in the need to be filled and bred by him.

The intense thrusting must have also brought Oz to the limit, as she could feel him groaning and throbbing for her.

She abused her long flexible legs to lock her calves around his head and gave him her best hungry and needy look.

"Unload everything inside me! Give it to me!," she bit her lip while shaking with savage orgasms.

Oz heard her order and grinned, redoubling his efforts to the point that Scarlett's focus started to fade again against the rhythmic pummelling of her pussy.

He moaned like a signal horn, and Scarlett felt as if a tsunami had crashed against her.

A brutal flow of cum was flooding her, filling the few nooks and crannies that his cock hadn't claimed inside her.

He even pulled back just a bit, to ensure as little of his cum slid out of her pussy, and Scarlett glowed in delight as she felt her belly filled with Oz's delicious seed.

Lovingly, Oz lifted her from the table without pulling out, and held her against his chest as she continued to spasm from the deluge of pleasant emotions that were currently washing over her.

He sat on her bed, still holding her close, his big hands caressing her firm rump and silky back.

Scarlett's eyes dimmed as some final jolts of delight criss-crossed her body, the sound of the sea outside lolling her into a warm trance.

In her haze, she found herself walking down a beautiful beach, the warm water caressing her feet and ankles. It was a gorgeous day, the sun was radiant, but the sea breeze kept her cool and happy.

Instead of her captain's regalia, she was dressed with nothing but a short linen skirt that caressed her skin and left little to the imagination.

She was looking at a group of radiant children, all huddled around Oz, who was sitting on the sand showing them how to fashion a fishing net.

Behind him, plentiful rows of fish hung from lines to dry under the sun, while bundles of delicious fruit almost spilled out of the baskets leaning against the trees.

Scarlett smiled at Oz, who looked back at her with a smile of such kindness that she would have thought impossible for someone with such jaws.

The children, her children, turned and waved at her. Most of them were also Oz's, as their appearance bore his obvious parenthood, though others seemed to have been sired by other partners.

Oz didn't seem to mind, in his eyes, they were all his, and Scarlett beamed, knowing that she was truly blessed to have such a partner. She resolved to give herself to him again, he deserved being the father to her children once more, and she hoped to give him many more in the years to come.

Slowly, she came back to her quarters, to her ship.

She was still being held by Oz, who had laid in bed with her and was lovingly caressing her body. His firm phallus was still lobbed inside her, not as hard as before, but still very much noticeable deep into her, and she couldn't hold a moan when she realized, twitching in delight against her partner.

"Don't you fucking dare pull out," she said, snuggling close to him.

He smiled at her, kissing her head and pushing deeper.

"I wouldn't dream of, Captain," he said, while placing one of his big hands on her back.

She had never felt fuller, and the gentle warmth from his cock inside her made her feel almost like a little girl wrapped in a blanket during a cold night.

"What the hell just happened?," she finally asked, trying to pull herself together.

Oz looked at her with a somewhat confused face, it was kinda cute, actually.

"We just had sex, didn't we?," he said, her actual question missing him like a stray cannonball into the sea.

Scarlett rolled his eyes, a total cutie, but really oblivious.

"I meant about the amulet and the psalm," she said, trying to sound serious while still shivering with his harpoon impaling her womb. "Not that I'm complaining about the sex, best one I've had in ages. I'm still not sure how having you so deep feels so nice, normally it hurts."

Oz stirred his cock inside her with some gentle circular motions of his hips. His grin made it clear it was on purpose, and Scarlett moaned while giving him the eye.

"You got the blessing of the gods of the seas, their bounty is yours," he said while one of his fingers caressed her silky and smooth red hair.

She gave him a side glance, thinking.

"Wait, so the blessing is getting fucked by you?," her voice dripped with disbelief.

Oceanus let out a thunderous laugh, it was joyful and sweet like the rest of him, and while it betrayed no mockery, Scarlett was annoyed.

"You have been blessed in many ways!," he said, looking her straight into her eyes.

"The winds will always be behind you, your nets will be plentiful with fish, your children healthy, as they too are blessed," he took a second for his words to sink into her thoughts, "your lineage will be long and fruitful, and I am honoured to be part of it."

Scarlett looked at him with her mouth agape, slowly coming to understand his words.

The blessing was deeper and more encompassing than she thought. It was no mere blessing for riches, but of plentifulness, health... and fertility.

"Wait, wait," she said holding up a hand, "does that mean you've just knocked me up?!."

Oz smiled again.

"I sure hope so, it would be an honour to give you your firstborn," he said with genuine joy in his voice.

The Captain's head was spinning. Sure, she had been thinking about retiring after achieving her quest, but children? A family? Heck, a clan?.

This was a bit too much for her right now.

She was not one usually for cuddles and human comfort, one rarely gets the chance on the sea, but right now, she was burying her face on Oz's island sized chest.

"This is a bit too much, I wasn't really planning for something like this," she said while enjoying his slick warm chest. "I can deal with maelstroms, sword fights and even wicked sorcery, and yet... this feels overwhelming."

Scarlett yelped and moaned as she felt Oz thrusting into her again.

He gently moved her, so she laid under him in bed, his massive bulk almost encasing her against the soft mattress.

His thrusts were slow and deep, much more romantic than his previous brutal pounding, and Scarlett relaxed while holding his big head and coiling her long legs around his back.

Her body warmed up quickly to his passion, and she was once again soaking wet, his cock barely having to exert any force to take her. She noticed the golden tattoo or brand over her womb was shining dimly, and every time Oz hit her cervix, a mind shattering jolt of joy shot up from her nethers to her head.