The Problem With Immortality Ch. 13

The Problem With Immortality

Chapter 13

By Gary LM Martin

Chapter 13: Under the Sea

Jennifer was having a wonderful time with Carl.

When she and Carl had transformed into giants, and went around smashing things, they had had a wonderful time. And their lovemaking session, as giants, had been tremendous.

They had been together now for nearly five months and could confidently be called a couple. But Jennifer still suffered from natural anxieties. She felt that her relationship with Anson ended because they had fallen too much into the same patterns, day in and day out, and she didn't want that happening to her and Carl. She kept looking for new and different ways they could stimulate their relationship.

From Carl's perspective, he didn't feel like any of that was necessary. To him, Jennifer was perfect; warm, intelligent, caring, and possessing the sexiest body he had ever had. He told her that, time and time again, and he loved the way she giggled and shivered like a teenager when he pointed that out. Carl had had many girlfriends, and had been married once, for about 80 years, but after such a long time he and his wife mutually agreed it had been long enough. He had always regretted not having Jennifer, Jennifer, with her gorgeous blue eyes and warm smile and breasts larger than he had ever seen before excited him terribly. She later shyly admitted to him that she had had her breasts enlarged, and then Carl showed her how much he liked them.

Carl felt that he was beginning to fall in love with Jennifer. If things went well, maybe they could even get married. For years, or decades, even.

While Carl didn't feel the need to do all these exotic things that Jennifer wanted to do, he saw the angst that Jennifer felt, and agreed to whatever she asked as long as it wasn't too crazy. Carl knew she was still recovering from her tremendously long marriage to Anson Ford. Who could stay married to anyone for 311 years? It was both a remarkable and preposterous achievement. Two people couldn't be together for so long. It was amazing that they both hadn't gone insane or killed each other.

But Carl was happy with the result. Jennifer was his now.

So both of them were in the office of Human Dolphin Adventures, listening to Mr. Alberto explain the process to them. Behind them, they saw the holographic illusion of dolphins swimming in the ocean, and soothing aquarium music played in the background.

"So we will be linked to dolphin minds?" Jennifer asked.

"No," said Mr. Alberto, smiling. "You will actually become dolphins. Your DNA will be altered and you will become dolphins."

Jennifer could believe it. She and Carl had already been turned into giants, so why not dolphins?

"But... will we have the minds of dolphins?"

"No. Your minds will be the same," said Alberto. "You will also have implants so you can communicate telepathically."

"Telepathically?"

"Dolphin mouths are not very good at talking," said Alberto. "Also, talking underwater is not possible, for obvious reasons."

"Oh," said Jennifer. "Is it safe?"

"Perfect," said Alberto. "We've had a 100% success rate, that is, every person we have turned into a dolphin has successfully been restored to their original state."

"With no extra flippers or anything like that?" Carl asked.

"No extra flippers," Alberto smiled. "And you will have the most wonderful experience underwater. You will see corals, and underwater life you cannot begin to imagine."

"It sounds great! Where do we sign up?"

********

"We're going to become trout?" Anson asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Giant nine foot long trout," said Mr. Benito, his eyebrows raised. "When you're a fish, it's always best to be the biggest one in the sea."

They were in the offices of Under the Sea, the ecotourism company which promised amazing undersea adventures... as fish.

"It sounds intriguing," said Anson.

Benito explained how their DNA would be altered, how they would be transformed into giant rainbow trout, and how they would get an implant which would allow them to communicate telepathically, and how they would view some of the most beautiful scenery in the Great Barrier Reef of Australia.

"Can anything go wrong?"

"Wrong?" Benito laugh. "Of course not!"

Anson looked at Jessica. She shrugged and said, "Sounds like fun."

"Sign us up," said Anson.

"Of course. You'll just need to sign a few small releases first...."

********

Jennifer took a deep breath as she took off her clothes. She felt the eyes of the doctors on her tits and curly pubic bush. Of course, their interest was purely clinical.

She looked over at Carl as he removed the last of his clothing. He was thinner than Anson, but had a handsome body nonetheless, with runner's thighs and a well sculpted ass. When he turned to look at her she liked how his penis bobbed encouragingly. He winked at her as he lay down in the chamber.

She smiled nervously at him and did the same.

She knew the drill. It was very similar to the time when they had morphed into giants. A giant machine slid above them, she started to hear a hum, and soon she lost consciousness....

********

She was in the sea! Jennifer was swimming, in the sea!

And she was a dolphin!

She looked around her. She was travelling in a school of dolphins. She heard voices in her head. Of people talking. They were other tourists, like her.

She looked around, and saw a dolphin to her right, bigger than her. It had a big, shiny head that looked remarkably like a giant moist penis.

"Carl, is that you?" She said, only she didn't say it. She thought it.

"Yeah," said Carl, waving a flipper at her.

"Carl... you look so big," said Jennifer, looking at his size. "Am I this big too?"

"Almost," said Carl, looking her over.

And then Jennifer remembered something from her orientation lecture. They had been told that dolphin penises could be more than a foot and a half long! A foot and a half!

But Carls's was not visible. Jennifer remembered that dolphins had retractable penises. What a relief! Or a disappointment? Jennifer wasn't yet sure.

"Having fun, everyone?" a voice in her head said. "I'm Mel, your guide. I think everyone has become self-aware by now. Can everyone see me? I'm the one in front, flapping my flipper."

Jennifer heard a choruses of "Yes" in her head.

"We're going to have a great time. I'm going to give you a tour of the amazing coral reef around Paradise Island, and then we're going to relax in the aptly named Dolphin Cove. Get ready to have some fun!"

Jennifer felt a surge of excitement through her mammalian body.

********

Ellis Lundqvist always loved the sea.

He and his wife Paula had lived on the sea, at Flekkefjord, for nearly their entire adult lives.

Ellis loved the sea, it called out to him. Even in the brittle cold of winter. He and Paula would sit there, in their parkas and hats and mittens, and watch the seals and the dolphins and the fish. They would go on boating tours, both along the coastline and in and among the fjords, and admire the wondrous views. He loved the sea air, the smell of it. He loved everything about it.

So when it came close to his 200th birthday, Ellis said he wanted to do something special. He found out about Under the Sea, about being transformed into a giant trout, and knew he had to do it.

He asked Paula to go with him. A little reluctantly, she agreed.

But that wasn't enough for Ellis. He wanted his entire extended family to go; his daughter Gabrielle, her husband Declan, his daughter Molly, her husband Garrett, and Gabrielle's adult kids, Alec and Iphigena, and Molly's equally grown children, Luke and Shasta.

Paula wasn't sure if it was such a good idea for all of them to go. "Isn't it a bit risky, dear?"

Ellis had laughed. "Mr. Benito said it was perfectly safe! We've been living by the sea for years, dear!"

"But living by it and living in it are two different things."

"We'll be giant nine foot trout," said Ellis. "Don't worry, nothing can touch us." And so he had persuaded them, and they all agreed to go, on one massive family outing to celebrate Ellis's 200th birthday. At the last minute Ellis even persuaded his mother Roberta to go too.

And now they were all fish, in the sea.

********

I am a fish, Anson thought.

To be sure, a big fish. In a school of other big fish.

He and Jessica had joined a large, extended family on this unusual ecotour. Anson didn't know all their names but the leader of their group seemed to be a very excited man named Ellis, who talked non-stop to his family, and also incidentally to Anson, through the connecting probe in their brains.

"This is simply incredible," said Ellis. "I feel like a real fish!"

"It's wonderful, dear," said Paula.

Anson swam over to Jessica, at least what he thought was Jessica. He tapped her with a flipper.

"What are you doing?" said an unfamiliar voice. "I'm Molly, Ellis's daughter."

"Sorry," Anson thought/said.

"Hey stranger," said a voice in his head, as a trout brushed against him. Anson saw the giant eye staring at him. Very creepy.

"This is fun!" said Jessica, as she swam in parallel to him.

"Yeah," said Anson.

"Hello everyone, I'm Mindy, your guide," said a voice in her head. "We are now in the Great Barrier Reef. We will be swimming a leisurely ten miles or so before we meet the recovery boat. I encourage you to look at the amazing coral reefs as we swim by, but don't fall too far behind!"

They started swimming as a group. Mindy was right. The coral reef was amazing. It came in all shapes, colors, and sizes. The coral seemed to be in bright, neon colors. Some were shaped like mushrooms. Others like dozens of little fingers. Others were shaped like spirals, or cactuses, or even sticks or twigs. The fish were incredible too, all different shapes and colors. A clown fish, with bright white and orange stripes, flew right in front of Anson's face. Star fish and clams decorated the sea floor.

"This is incredible," said Anson.

"Isn't it?" said Jessica.

********

"Yes, it is absolutely incredible," said Jennifer. She would have smiled if she could. She was so happy!

Her romance with Carl was going really well.

And she wasn't thinking of Anson!

That was a continuing problem. Every time she was together with Carl, she would inevitably think of Anson. Judy had said that it was inevitable, that given their 311 year history together that she couldn't simply erase her memory of him. Judy said that her mind had basically been shaped by her experiences with Anson. That wouldn't disappear overnight. She must have patience, her brilliant psychologist daughter warned her.

But it was distracting. When she looked into Carl's light blue eyes, she thought of Anson's light blue eyes. When she looked at Carl's curly brown hair, she couldn't help but think that Anson's wavy hair was just a touch darker but nearly identical.

And when Carl made love to her, thrusting eagerly into her pussy, she couldn't help but close her eyes and compare how much it felt, or didn't feel, like making love to Anson. Sometimes she zoned out entirely, beginning the sex act making love to Carl, but by the time she reached her orgasm, her mind was somewhere else, reliving a vital sexual experience she had had with Anson.

Once again, Judy had said it was only natural. For 300 years Jennifer had trained her mind and her body and her vagina to orgasm around Anson's face, Anson's body, and Anson's penis and balls. It was only natural that she would continue to climax for a while thinking of Anson. Judy said she shouldn't feel upset, she shouldn't feel ashamed, and above all she shouldn't tell Carl. She should just wait.

"Wait for what?" Jennifer had asked.

"Time," said Judy. "Time heals all wounds. Don't rush it, don't force it, and in time you'll only be thinking of Carl when you climax sexually, mother."

Judy presented it as a positive, as a goal to look forward to, but for some reason Jennifer found the idea of it incredibly depressing. She wanted to forget Anson, but at the same time she didn't; they had had some powerfully loving times together. If they were lost, so would part of herself.

And it wasn't just about the sex. When Carl took her out to dinner, or whenever they went walking, or shopping, or were even sitting and talking, thoughts of Anson would enter her mind. She tried not to show it; she hoped Carl wouldn't realize it, wouldn't see her eyes looking vacantly away. Jennifer was frightened that she might lose him, that Carl might leave her if he realized that she was still obsessed with Anson.

No, she would work things out on her own. For this trip, she would focus on her relationship with Carl.

"We're here, at Paradise Cove!" said Mel's voice excitedly. "Have you enjoyed the past four hours?"

Four hours? It felt like they had only been in the water for five minutes. The truth hit Jennifer like a brick: she had been thinking about Anson for four hours, completely oblivious to everything around her.

"This is called Paradise Cove, or Dolphin Cove," said Mel. "Come up to the surface and see how beautiful it is!"

They all surfaced with a splash. It was mid-day. They saw the water, reflecting sparkles from the sun, looking like little gems in the surface. They saw beaches for miles and miles, and a round outcropping of rocks, jutting out into a semi circular peninsula. Palm trees dotted the landscape, and tropical birds flew overhead.

"It's beautiful," Jennifer said/thought.

"Yes, it is," said Carl, swimming by her. "You were kind of quiet during our swim. Did you like it?"

"Yes, very much," said Jennifer quickly. Suddenly she heard sounds of dolphin cries, and saw the dolphins splashing in the water. "What's happening? Are they being attacked?"

"Not attacked," said the amused voice of Mel, their guide. "Dolphin Cove is called Dolphin Cove for a reason. It's where dolphins come to mate."

Jennifer watched as tourists, in the bodies of dolphins, started to rub their bellies against each other, starting the reproduction ritual.

"They are going to have sex, right here, in front of everyone?" said Jennifer.

"Why not? There's no one here but us dolphins," said Carl, rubbing his belly against hers.

"Hey!" said Jennifer, feeling a tingle through her mammalian body.

"Did you like that?" said Carl, pressing his belly against her again, as he stared at her with his dolphin eyes. "Do you, Jennifer?"

"Yes," said/thought Jennifer softly.

Carl continued to rub against her, and Jennifer could feel something growing between them. Something big.

It must be Carl's dolphin penis. It was emerging from its internal sack.

Carl was rubbing against Jennifer with purpose, trying to make himself hard. It was working. Soon Jennifer felt the length of him against her. She couldn't see it, but it felt big.

"Carl, you're not going to put that in me, are you?" Jennifer asked.

"Where else would I put it?" Carl asked, rubbing against her. His enormous shaft started to rub against the entrance to her dolphin vagina.

"It's just that... oh Carl... oh Carl...oh Carl!" Jennifer said. Suddenly her labial lips were becoming intensely stimulated.

Carl rubbed her some more as he slowly worked his way down her body. And then, when the head of his giant dolphin penis was aimed at the entrance to her dolphin vagina, he slowly pushed inwards.

"Carl!" Jennifer gasped, as she felt the first few inches of him penetrating her.

"This is going to be challenging," said Carl, slowly working the first few inches in and out.

"In what way?" said Jennifer, starting to feel it in her body. His mammalian penis felt wonderful.

"I did a little research," said Carl. "Female dolphins have curved vaginas," he said, pushing into a little more.

"They do, do they?" said Jennifer, pressing against him, trying to help him penetrate her in any way she could.

"Yep, they curve in every direction. But the good news is that dolphin penises are flexible," said Carl.

"They are?" said Jennifer, feeling it curve within her.

"Very flexible," said Carl. "And a good foot and a half long."

"I think I can feel a good foot of that in me right now!" Jennifer cried. "And why did you decide to research all this?"

"I don't know," said Carl. "I thought the information might come in handy."

Jennifer wished she could have given him a flirtatious look. "You thought the information might come in handy. You are one bad boy, Carl!"

"Am I?"

"Yes, you are!"

Jennifer couldn't smile, not physically, and she couldn't kiss Carl, but the sensation of having a giant, curving penis inside her was incredible. Carl started to work it in and out of her in smooth, workmanlike strokes.

Jennifer felt herself getting excited. "Did... your research say how long it took to reach orgasm?"

"No," said Carl, thrusting into her.

"I hope... it isn't too long!" she gasped.

Carl, suddenly asserting masculine dominance, used his weight to flip her over, so that he was on top and she was on the bottom. He started pounding into her hard, using his entire body weight. Jennifer found the experience of being penetrated so heavily, so violently, to be extremely pleasurable.

"Carl... I think I'm... I think I'm... oh Carl, oh Carl, oh Carl!" she thought/cried a scream as she orgasmed, pleasure ripping from her head to her tail.

And then, a moment later, she felt vibrations inside of her as Carl's giant penis twitched rapidly. She felt herself being flooded with his dolphin sperm.

She loved it. She loved the idea of Carl inseminating her.

Impregnating her.

She and Anson had long talked about having a second child.

No! Mustn't think about that. Must think about the here and now....

But by the time Jennifer focused on what she was doing, the last waves of orgasmic pleasure had already dissipated from her mammalian body, and she heard the last faint echoes of Carl's own organ shuddering inside of her.

********

The first sign of trouble was the black coral spine.

Declan, who was the husband of Ellis's daughter Gabrielle, swam too close to it, and accidently brushed it with his fish scales. He felt a few sharp pinpricks, and a moment later felt his heart racing wildly. "Something's wrong!" he cried.

"What is it?" Gabrielle asked.

"I don't know. I got stuck by this black coral, and-"

"Did you say black coral?" said Mindy, their guide."That's not supposed to be in these waters! It has a poisonous venom!"

"I'm feeling... like my chest is going to explode!" said Declan. Suddenly he screamed, and went silent.

"Declan! Declan! Speak to me, Declan! Say something!" Gabrielle cried.

But Declan didn't say a word. His entire trout body was still, lifeless. It started to rise to the surface, to float like a dead body.

"Declan!" Gabrielle screamed.

"He's dead!" said Mindy, looking at the body, at the lifeless eyes.

"This can't be! We were assured this would be safe!" said Paula, Ellis's wife. Declan's kids, Alec and Iphigena, started crying telepathically.

Paula said, "Ellis, you told us this would be safe!"

"I thought it would be!" said Ellis. "I've never heard of poisonous black coral."

"Let's move on," said Mindy. "We have a rendezvous with the pickup boat in eight miles."

"No, we have to at least recover Declan's body!"

"We have no way of doing that," said Mindy.

"I'm not leaving without Declan!" said Gabrielle, his wife.

Suddenly, they saw a larger fish scoop Declan's body in its mouth and carry him away.

"Declan!" she screamed.

But all that was left was a slender trail of blood.