"Fresh Fish Feast" (Nudity, Inflation, Vore)

There wasn't anywhere Will liked more than the ocean.

The portly beluga found himself a little lost in thought, his bulk settling further in the specially reinforced lifeguard tower he called his station near the beach. The glint of the sun shimmering off the top of the waves would have been blinding, but the cool spouts of sea foam that gushed from the waves of helped break the light into a undulating smattering of iridescent beauty.

Even he had surprised himself with the level his vocabulary was at these days - a surprise born from pride in how far he had come since her first washed up on this very beach years ago.

When he was younger, Will had lived exclusively in his beloved ocean. Small pods of whales and other aquatic species found a peaceful existence below the waves, and as he grew, Will never really knew much more than swimming, eating, and playing with those he called family. Lost in thought though he was, Will couldn't help but lick his lips when he remembered the eating contests he would enjoy with his siblings, seeing just how much they could eat before they simply couldn't handle another fish...

His smile faltered when he remembered what had happened when his greed had gotten the better of him. Spying the silhouette of what seemed to be a gargantuan fish, Will had swam away from his pod, eager to show off just how strong his appetite was!

The riptide current had him before he even knew he was in danger.

The young whale had already eaten plenty, leaving him slower than usual, and with the ferocity of this undersea current, he was swept further away than ever - deep into the heart of an oceanic storm.

Even now, years later, he had shuddered at the thought. He had lost consciousness, and had he not been so close to land, he might not have made it. Days later, famished, groggy, washed up on the very beach he now surveyed, he smiled when her remembered those that helped nurse him back to health. He was disoriented, unable to remember how he got where he was, and lacked the ability to meaningfully speak a common tongue with those who cared for him... but in time, he would learn a great many things. He was transferred to a university, one that was willing to provide room, board, and education while he recovered - DeVour University.

He loved life on the land - everything was so new, fresh, and exciting! - but even as he learned the language, indulged in the customs, and forged connections with dozens of other species, he never shook the feeling that he needed to return home.

One night, when the summer warmth began to ebb, he began his journey.

It wasn't easy - many false turns were made, and though his memory was quite impressive, he still had trouble recalling where he could find his family.

After many days, he finally heard the sound of his oldest brother, calling his name.

Even through all this time, they had never stopped looking.

The reunion was joyous, the celebration taking days to finally wind down as Will imparted his stories of the surface world to his pod. Even as he spoke, seeing the faces he had missed so dearly, he began to realize that he simply couldn't ignore how much of his heart remained on the surface, with the friends he had made.

He pledged to stay with his family for most of the year, enjoying the traditional life he once led. When summer rolled around, however, he would make his way back to that fateful beach, get his hat & swimsuit back on, and rejoin his friends on land.

As he finally came to the end of his little walk down memory lane, Will realized that the beach had all but cleared, and the sun was beginning to set.

Hanging up his official whistle, badge & hat, his heavy footsteps slammed into the sand as he raced once more into the waves, the cool water feeling as comforting as a loving embrace.

There wasn't anywhere Will liked more than the ocean...but the land wasn't half bad <3

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