IT WAS A FLUKE
"Okay, is everyone here?" the director of the Marine Mammal Unit began. "Yes? Good. I'll keep this short as I can, people. As you all know, Cocoa will be giving birth very soon. This is her first birthing and we want to make damn sure the calf doesn't drown. I know you all remember the Florida fiasco. Cocoa's being born and raised here at Seaworld means she has none of the parenting skills she would have learned living in a pod. I want watch volunteers to stay with her during the off hours until the calf is born and we can be sure she understands how to care for it. The marine biologists are very interested in seeing just how much parenting is biological and how much is learned behavior and this birthing will provide them with further evidence so the cameras will be on and the tapes rolling continuously."
The Director looked around at the two-dozen unit employees gathered before him. He knew he would get more than enough volunteers but wondered if the people he preferred would be among them. He glanced at his notes and continued.
"We have 12 hours every day that we need to cover, so depending on how many of you volunteer, it will be broken down into 4 or 6 hour shifts. I remind you that you will still be responsible for your daily shifts as assigned so don't volunteer unless you really feel you can take on these night hours. Any questions? No? Good. Let's see some hands if you wish to volunteer."
At 19, Jan was one of the youngest and newest in the group. The marine mammal unit had employed her thanks to her 4.0 GPA as a marine biology major at UCSD and her experience working at the Scripps Institute of Oceanography for the past three summers. Jan's hand was the first to go up.
Jan knew she wanted this task, wanted it bad. Not for the experience but for the opportunity to be alone in the Park. Alone to pursue the fantasy she'd had since she was a young teen and had read David Brin's *Uplift War* series. It was her fantasy that gave her the drive to pursue a PhD in marine biology, still years away.
Carl, the head trainer was picked first and given the first shift. Carl had come to think of Cocoa the same way a parent thinks about their child. Having been attached to the Marine Mammal Unit for ten years, he remembered the day she had been born to one of the dolphins that had spent most of their adult lives performing tricks for the crowds of tourists. Sadly, Cocoa's mother had died within several days of the birthing, a victim of an influenza infection transmitted by an ill employee assigned to feed her as she nursed the young calf.
Carl had taken it upon himself to make sure the calf lived. Spending up to twenty hours a day in the tank feeding it from a bottle, helping the weak newborn surface to breath those first few days. A bond had developed between them that was remarkable for its closeness. Cocoa trusted Carl like she trusted no other human.
Jan was picked second and was assigned to stay that very night from Midnight to 6 A.M. She would be there alone with Cocoa and have the entire Park to herself.
Jan smiled at the announcement of assignments. This would be her chance to find out just what Sparky, Cocoa's mate was up to. Since she had begun working with the marine mammal unit, Sparky had been coming on to her. Each time she entered the dolphin pool, he had appeared rubbing against her, sliding by her so that his pectoral fin would graze across her crotch, even going so far as to gently nip at her breasts before tail walking away with a loud Ka Ka Ka and slipping beneath the water. On more than one occasion he had rubbed his extended penis against her belly.
The cleaning crew left as Jan arrived to relieve Carl. As Carl drove away, she checked on Cocoa in the holding tank. Cocoa appeared to be floating tranquilly in the middle of the tank with her eyes closed, showing no signs of imminent delivery. Knowing there was no one else in the park, she left by a side door and headed for the dolphin pool.
She stood at the edge trying to build up enough courage to go through with her plan. Staring at the dark water, as the moonlight sparkling like gems upon its rippled surface.
Sparky rose silently in front of her and gazed upward with eyes that sparkled with intelligence. Jan looked down at him and knelt at the edge and whispered in a voice fraught with both excitement and fear, "Sparky, just what do you want with me?" . As if he understood her, Sparky tossed his head in a "come here" motion so common to humans, but so strange to see in an animal. Jan trembled as she stood and pulled off her SeaWorld employee shirt and pushed her matching shorts down to pool around her feet. She stepped out of them and her sandals and stood in the moonlight for a moment before gathering her courage and stepping down into the water. Sparky floated back several feet watching as she found her footing in the waist deep water.
Carl sat at the bar in the noisy dance club nursing a beer. His mind was not on the many nearly-dressed co-eds at the popular UCSD watering hole but on Cocoa and her impending birthing. As much as Carl enjoyed looking at the girls, for once he just couldn't get into it. There was something that caused an itch in the back of his mind. Carl finally gave up and headed back towards SeaWorld, the itch pulling him onward.
Sparky drifted closer to Jan, eyes intent on her. Jan reached out and stroked his melon and whispered, "I'm here Sparky, show me what you want." The dolphin moved closer and slid his pectoral fin up between Jan's thighs and gently nipped at the shoulder strap of her swimsuit, hooking a tooth in the material. Flipping his head, he pulled it from her shoulder and released it. Jan was amazed by the gently dexterity of the dolphin. She shuddered as she realized that Sparky actually seemed to understand her. As his fin rubbed her crotch, Jan reached to her other shoulder and pulled the suit down to her waist. Her nipples rock hard with excitement. Sparky closed his mouth and rubbed his face up and down her breasts, his hard lips flipping her nipples back and forth bringing a moan of pleasure from her.
Carl pulled his car up to the service door of the Marine Mammal Unit and shut it down. He lit a cigarette and sat in silence and smoked as he tried to think of something to justify his return to the unit to Jan if things were normal inside.
Jan reached out and began to stroke Sparky's belly from between his pecs to his genital slit. The dolphin blew a gush of air across the surface of the water then sank away from her hand. Sparky flipped end for end underwater and thrust his head at Jan's waist, grabbed a mouthful of swimsuit and pulled it down. As it slipped free of her hip and slid down her legs, she lifted her feet and the dolphin wound up with her suit in his mouth. Rising vertically from the water, Sparky flipped her suit over his head. Lofting it to the platform with a splat, it land next to the rest of her clothes.
Carl could think of no valid reason for his return so he decided to just wing it. Flipping the butt away as he approached the door, he entered his security code and the door lock buzzed him in. Carl pushed the door open and entered the hallway adjacent to the tank. Through the one-way glass, he could see Cocoa floating in the center of the tank, apparently sleeping. He looked around for Jan but she was nowhere in sight. Concern wrinkled his forehead when a quick look around failed to find her. Carl went back to the Tank room and quietly checked the water temperature and ph levels, took a sample for the lab then went to the office to enter the results in the log.
Sparky moved back to Jan raising himself vertically in the water. He released his penis from his genital slit and drifted closer to Jan, close enough that the prehensile tip of his penis could touch and probe the human female. Jan made a fateful decision. She reached out and wrapped her arms around the dolphin and pulled him towards her. Sparky took her movement to be receptive of his sexual advances. His penis slipped between Jan's thighs and its flexible tip turned upward and thrust into the young woman's vagina. With a flick of his tail, his organ was buried over half way into her cunt.
When Carl opened the log program, he saw that Jan had made her last entry 45 minutes earlier. Knowing that she had to that point been doing her job, he entered his observations and closed the program. Carl was growing more troubled by the minute as Jan failed to appear. She was supposed to have checked on Cocoa every thirty minutes and was about miss her second check on the dolphin.
Jan gasped as Sparky's penis invaded her. This was it, her fantasy realized; to mate with a dolphin. The obscene nature of the coupling excited her beyond her wildest dreams. Jan lifted her legs, wrapped them around the dolphin's back and hugged it tightly to her. She just had time to take a deep breath before the creature exploded into motion.
Carl made another tour of the building, even checking the restrooms, no Jan. He figured it was time to check outside and headed for the front door.
Sparky burst from the water in a series of arcing leaps that slammed Jan headfirst into the water only to rise again. With each leap, her arms and legs slipped further down the dolphin's body driving his penis deeper tearing holes in the muscular structure of her vagina. Sparky's orgasm came at the top of his fourth leap. His body straightened and shivered. The coupled pair slammed into the water with Jan flat on her back knocking the wind from her as Sparky's spewing member was forced into the tightly closed neck of her uterus. With pressure that could spray his semen 14 feet, Sparky flooded Jan's womb. Jan's arms and legs slipped from around the dolphin as she fought to get from under him and get to the surface. Sparky shivered one final time and with a flick of his flukes, swan from the top of Jan dragging his penis from within her. The dolphin went into a series of leaping spins and flips in post-coital bliss. Jan, semi-conscious, floated to the surface, lungs burning, wracked by pain from her navel to her groin.
Carl stepped outside the building, headed towards the dolphin pool. Hearing the commotion, he broke into a run to see what the ruckus was about. He arrived just as Sparky and Jan struck the water the final time. Carl stood in shock, his mouth hanging open like the tailgate of a pickup.
As Sparky freed himself from Jan and she floated to the surface, Carl realized that Jan was in serious trouble. With a running leap he dove into the pool arriving in seconds at her side. Supporting her nude body in his arms, he scissor-kicked towards the side. Jan finally drew a ragged, gasping breath and released it in a cry of agony.
Her body doubled up in pain and she began to sink, only stopped by Carl's support. Reaching the edge, he pushed Jan from the water, rolling her away from the edge and climbed out.
Jan clasped her hands over her lower abdomen crying out, "Oh God, it hurts."
In the moonlight, Carl could see the dark spreading stain between her legs and smelled the metallic, coppery odor of fresh blood. Leaving Jan, he ran inside and grabbed the portable phone from the desk dialing 9-1-1 as he raced back outside. Jan was unconscious by the time he returned to her side. Knowing he could do nothing for her, Carl jogged to the service gate to let the emergency response team in when they arrived. It took them six minutes. By the time Carl had led them to the pool deck and Jan, she had bled out. Jan was dead.
One Month Later…
San Diego County Courthouse
The Judge finished reading the autopsy report into the record. "The conclusion of the coroner is that the death of Janice Zahn was caused by misadventure. The court concurs with the coroner in this matter. It is the finding of this court that the death of Janet Zahn was not the fault of Sea World or any of its employees and is to be held blameless in this case. Further, the Court orders that the dolphin known as Sparky is to be released into the ocean not less than five hundred miles from this area or destroyed at Sea World's option. This court of inquiry is closed."
Carl and two assistants spent the next seven days returning Sparky to the sea. Returning late in the evening, Carl sent the assistants home while he called the director and made his report. Hanging up the phone, he made his way to the dolphin pool and watched Cocoa and her calf for half an hour then slipped into the pool with them.
Cocoa swam up to Carl and rolled to her side in front of him. He reached out and slipped his fingers into the dolphin's genital slit and began to fondle her marble-sized clitoris. With his other hand he pushed down the front of his shorts freeing his hard cock. Carl reached cross the dolphin and pulled her gently to him, sinking himself into her clasping vagina and slowly started fucking her. He and the dolphin orgasmed in just two minutes. Carl withdrew his shrinking cock from Cocoa and climbed form the pool muttering, "Stupid girl should have known better than to try to fuck a male dolphin." Carl pulled his shorts back up and headed for his car and home.