Tales of Werewomen Part 2 - Sharpened

Tales of Werewomen Part 2 - Sharpened
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"May the Sea Gods be merciful to the traitor, men!" Were the last things I heard because I plunged into the water. I frantically moved my limbs to try and stay above the surface while I watched the ship sail away.

What had I done to deserve this, you may be asking. Simple really, I stole what was rightfully mine. I was first mate, but I sure wasn't paid like it. Every time we attacked a ship, the good Captain Carlyle always took the majority of the prize, leaving me and the rest of the crew to fight over what was left. Nobody wanted to cross him though, he was a beast of a man with a streak of madness. But one day I decided enough was enough, and began pocketing some treasure during attacks when nobody was looking. It went unnoticed for months, until one day I was caught, and the little snitch told the Captain. Upon the plank I was sent, given a choice between his blade or taking my chance with the sea. I chose the sea so not to give him any satisfaction by killing me.

The tide was beginning to get rougher and I was having difficulty swimming. Soon I was dipping below the waves, and it was becoming harder to breath. From the exhaustion of trying to stay afloat I felt myself beginning to sink, and beginning to lose consciousness. Before I truly slipped away, I felt something grab onto me from behind and begin to pull me back up to the surface.

I awoke eventually, much to my surprise. I was laying under a tent on a beach somewhere, naked. It was around noon I believed, and it was very hot. I turned over and noticed my clothes laying hung on some rocks. They were dry so I began getting dressed again. But a thought races through my mind: who rescued me? We were pretty far out in the ocean, or so I thought. I would have seen a ship coming by, which means the person who saved me must have been a swimmer. Whatever the case I finished buttoning my shirt up and decided to keep resting on the rocks.  Suddenly I smelled the aroma of cooked fish fill the air. As it entered my nose I felt my stomach rumble. I hadn't eaten since last night, so not thinking I followed the scent around the rocks.

I climbed over the last rock and, to my surprise, found another person. A girl this was, with tanned skin and dark hair which was pretty typical for the locals in this region. Upon her breasts was a wreath of tropical flowers, and around her waist a skirt of red fabric. She was pretty, a sight for eyes that hadn't seen a gorgeous flower like her in months. She was cooking fish by the fire, a lot of it. Certainly not enough she'd be able eat in one go. I took a breath, and suddenly the girl looked up at me, and smiled.

"Ah, the ocean man has awoken." She said in her soft accent. Taken off guard, I awkwardly got out a "Who are you?" as I fell on my face. She giggled at my humilation, and said "They used to call me Kali, I have not been called that for years, though. What is the ocean mans true name, or is ocean man fine for you?" "Connor, call me Connor." I said as I got up and dusted the dirt off my clothes. "May I have something to eat?" I asked, gripping my rumbling belly. She told me to help myself, and so I did. I took a seat on the soft dirt parallel to her and greedily grabbed a fish. It was still hot but I didn't care, and I greedily devoured it, eating around the sharp bones and pulling the soft meat off of it.

"Are you the one who saved me?" I asked, with a mouthful of fish blocking out my words. Before she answered, she too began devouring her fish in a similar manner. I had never seen a woman eating so wildly before, it was almost animalistic. She swallowed a large chunk of meat, then answered "Yes, I was the one who saved you." I couldn't believe it, it seemed nearly impossible that a girl of her size was able to swim far out enough to rescue me.

We ate in silence, until every last fish was clean of its meat. My stomach was satisfied, and I could finally think straight. The girl known as Kali began eying me, a look of wanting from what I could tell. She crawled from her side of the fire to mine, and go up close to me. "You were quite a struggle to save..." she whispered and she brought be into a snuggle, which I welcomed with open arms. "It has been very long since a handsome man like yourself has visited me in my exile, and seeing you in the open water made me think of easy, easy prey." She playfully bit the air near my face and giggled. Oh it had been so long since I had seen a pretty girl like her, I had been out at sea for what seemed like forever with nothing but smelly men. But Kali smelt good, like tropical flowers. And she was soft like a silk shirt, and when she went to kiss me, all I could taste was sweet coconut. That was the last thing I remember, that and my head hitting the dirt next to me.

When my eyes opened it was near sundown, I was tied to a tree, and I was stripped naked... again. "Kali!" I screamed, angry and in need of answers. I heard the sand shifting and through the brush from the beach came the Islander girl, smirking sinisterly. "You're awake!" She squealed excitedly. "Yes, I am. Now tell me what you did to me and untie me right now!" I said, as I struggled with my bindings. She simply kept laughing. "And why would I do that? You're looking awfully good right about now..." she walked up to me and began rubbing her hand over my stomach. "You should be careful about eating strange food from stranger girls. That fish was coated in the juice of a rare seaweed found near the island, which puts one in a deep sleep for a few hours, though I'm immune to it, for reasons you will find out soon." she taunted while she kissed me cheeks.

I wanted out, but there was no way. But Kali kept touching and kissing me, and her hand eventually found her way to my manhood, which grew at her touch. I didn't want to be, but I was aroused. She looked down and licked her lips. "It's been some time since a boy has come here and let me touch them. The last few were runners, ones who were afraid. That is why you're tied up." Trying to bargain with her, I said "I won't run, I would definitely partake in your fun." She smirked at me. "You will no matter what, Connor. But you will be afraid for a bit, like those others." The fear was already building up in me, but it couldn't prepare me for what she would do next.

After giving me one last kiss, Kali stepped back from me, and began to grunt. I was puzzled about what she was doing at first, but soon I began noticing her changing. Her brown skin slowly turned into a pale grey, with her stomach becoming white, and it looked like scales were enveloping across her body. Her once beautiful tropical face began stretching out, and rows of sharp teeth grew from her jaws. And finally the tail of an ocean creature grew from her behind, completing her transformation.

She was a werecreature, a wereshark to be exact. I had heard stories about them before, but never actually saw one until then. In horror I began to scream loudly, whilst thrashing around in my bindings some more. But Kali lunged at me and silenced my screams with a kiss from her shark face. Her mouth tasted liked sea water, and I could feel her teeth grazing the sides of my mouth, and it did not do much to help my fear for certain. "The expected reaction." She said in a tone of sorrow. "When my secret was discovered by my tribe, they forced me off their Island, and now I live here alone." An ounce of pity grew in my heart for this poor girl. But, I was still afraid.

Kali began sinking down closer to the ground until she was on her knees, facing my member. She smiled, revealing her rows of sharp fangs. "I find sucking a man off to be more enjoyable than regular sex." she said whilst teasing me with her hand. "Even better when I am in this form. It adds a sense of danger, and I love danger." I tried my hardest not to get hard, but she was good with her hands. She rubbed me intensely, one hand working on my shaft while the other played with my balls. Eventually I succumbed to my erection, and my fear got worse.

Immediately she stuck my length in her mouth, no working up to it. Her mouth felt very wet, but cold as well. I shivered as she began bobbing her head back and forth along my length. As she did, I could feel her sharp teeth grazing me ever so slightly. Not hard enough to hurt me, be that ever lingering presence was there. After what seemed like a minute Kali stopped and smiled. "Impressive, you haven't broken into tears yet, unlike most other men." She gave a harsh laugh then went back to her work.
Was there any way out? I didn't think so, or so I thought. Then it dawned on me there was one way out: cumming. Surely she would let me go when I finished? Or maybe she would keep going, doing it until she was sated. Whatever she would do, the only thing I could try was making myself cum.

That was difficult though. Forcing myself to climax would be difficult, but I had to try. I tried focusing on the sensations on my cock, but those teeth, and her shark form made it very hard to cum. I was trying my hardest though, and so was she. She bobbed back and forth with a smile, moved her head in strange motions and soaked my with thick saliva. She seemed to have been enjoying blowing me, and just blowing me. Not once did I see her try to pleasure herself with her hands.

Still focused on cumming, I began looking at my captor in a new light. She was a Wereshark, yes, but did that mean she wasn't attractive? Not necessarily. First I noticed in this new form, her breasts had grown quite significantly. Before they were small handfuls, but now they were quite formidable in size. Their grey mass jiggled ass she moved her head along my length, bringing back memories of spending plundered gold. Her skin was, different, to say the least, but there was something about it that I found myself beginning to like. It shined like the ocean, reflecting the setting sun in a pretty way.
Keeping these in mind, I found myself actually beginning to enjoy Kali's mouth. I ignored the teeth and instead focused on the dampness of her mouth. I looked as she was letting excess spit drip down her, admittedly somewhat still frightening, face. She hummed in her still sweet voice, a look of ecstasy in her eyes. Oh, her eyes.
And that was the moment I came.

It was sudden, but was it large. I shook around in my bindings as I unloaded into her mouth. When she felt my seed surging in, she pulled her mouth away, while still teasing my shaft with her hand. She gargled it in her mouth for a few moments before gulping it down in one go. "Refreshing!" She joked while she stood back up. "So, did you like that more than you thought you would?" she asked me, as she began to loosen the rope. "I... um.... yes." I responded while aiding her. "Now, if you don't mind..." I began, but was cut off. "Yes, you may leave now if you wish. I have a small boat I use to get to land to trade supplies. I'll take you to the nearest port tomorrow..." Quickly I interrupted her. "No, may I return the favor." She blushed. "You mean, you want to go down on me?" she asked, puzzled. "Yes, yes I do."

And like that she was down on the sand with her legs spread open, and I was resting on her long tail, facing her cunt. It stood out from the rest of her body, as it was very pink, and very puffy. It fit my very definition of perfect, in fact. With no second guesses and no hesitation I shoved my face into it, and began working my craft.

It was salty, like her mouth. But I didn't mind the taste, for the texture was excellent. I licked, sucked and kissed it vigorously. And Kali seemed to like it very much. Her tail was moving slightly underneath me, her thighs were shaking, and moans escaped her mouth. It seemed that after a minute of this the Wereshark came.

She collapsed let out deep exhales. "Never has a man done that to me before..." she spoke between breaths. Suddenly I saw her changing once again, this time back to the way she was originally. She smiled at me with her human face and invited me into an embrace.
We slept well that night, and when we awoke in the morning she kept her promise and took me to port. I never saw her again after that, but every so often I look into the water on the open seas, and I swear I can see the figure of a sharp woman following close.