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The suitcase at your side swings up and down restlessly like the pendulum of a clock, a clock reminding you of the fact that you’ll be very late to work if you miss the ferry. Just like many other islanders, your job forces you to commute to the mainland and to live at the mercy of ferrymen.
“No no no…” you desperately begin to say, increasing your pace, then running as you hear the ferry’s horn, followed by a dark puff of smoke coming out its funnel, preparing for departure…
“Wait for me, wait for me!” you call, waving your ticket and rushing towards the ferry… sadly it’s all wasted effort, as the moorings have been removed already and you’re left watching it depart without you. Cursing the ferry, you drop the suitcase and sit by the docks, exhausted.
With a sigh, your gaze drops as well, and so you happen to see a curious hybrid creature come by: the upper torso of a sturdy and muscular woman with delicate lavender complexion, sporting a dark blue mane that flowed along her spine, all the way down to where humanoid torso morphed into equine torso. As your eyes keep tracing her spine further down though, you notice her mane giving way to a large dorsal fin, the equine torso further morphing into a big, majestic fish-tail. An iridescent sheen embellished her fish-scales, while dark blue, whirling stripes of fur adorned the rest of her form.
You believe you saw something similar in an artbook, but never actually met one in person: part fish, part centaur… an ichthyocentaur!
“You also missed the ferry, uh?” you say, trying to start a conversation; the wait for the next ferry is long and boring.
She looks up, meets your gaze, and smirks.
“Do I look like I need a ferry~?” she answers, pat-patting her lower body with a confident smile.
“These fins pack some serious horsepower…” she continues, managing to get a smile out of you for the silly joke on her own partially equine nature.
“…engine’s about to go full steam ahead, wanna hop on? I’m going towards mainland too”.
She’s so forward, her sudden offer finds you speechless at first!
“R-really?”
“Sure! I’m in the delivery business, one extra or fewer parcel doesn’t make much of a difference to me” she replies with another smirk, beginning to swim in circles below you… the natural saddle-shape on her back between mane and dorsal fin almost beckoning to you.
“That’s… kind of you. But how about the fact I’d probably get my suit soaked in seawater?”
She stops for a second, barely hiding an eye roll… Such a land-dweller problem to be so concerned about wet clothes!
“Can you tuck it all inside that suitcase of yours? I should be able to keep it dry and safe in my arms” she suggests, before quipping: “I won’t watch… unless you want me to watch~”
After a moment of bashfulness, you accept, moving to a secluded corner and stripping down to your undergarments: better not being late at work… again…
Once handing over the suitcase, you mount her; you can’t help but think this appears quite… intimate… being almost right against her humanoid back, feeling her strong muscles under your glutes… your arms coming around her waist, wanting to hold onto something for stability…
“AHEM, this is not a Valentine-themed ride, sir…” she reproached without even turning her head; “I’d rather have you pulling and holding onto my mane instead… Boundaries, you know? Also please keep your feet up as much as you can, that’s where my gills are”.
“Oh-of course” you say, apologetically. “Who should I thank, by the way?”
“Name’s Wanda” she replies with a smile, catching you in the corner of her eye while moving a hand over her shoulder for a hand-shake~
Story and OC design by me
Base by
estellar
Posted using PostyBirb
“No no no…” you desperately begin to say, increasing your pace, then running as you hear the ferry’s horn, followed by a dark puff of smoke coming out its funnel, preparing for departure…
“Wait for me, wait for me!” you call, waving your ticket and rushing towards the ferry… sadly it’s all wasted effort, as the moorings have been removed already and you’re left watching it depart without you. Cursing the ferry, you drop the suitcase and sit by the docks, exhausted.
With a sigh, your gaze drops as well, and so you happen to see a curious hybrid creature come by: the upper torso of a sturdy and muscular woman with delicate lavender complexion, sporting a dark blue mane that flowed along her spine, all the way down to where humanoid torso morphed into equine torso. As your eyes keep tracing her spine further down though, you notice her mane giving way to a large dorsal fin, the equine torso further morphing into a big, majestic fish-tail. An iridescent sheen embellished her fish-scales, while dark blue, whirling stripes of fur adorned the rest of her form.
You believe you saw something similar in an artbook, but never actually met one in person: part fish, part centaur… an ichthyocentaur!
“You also missed the ferry, uh?” you say, trying to start a conversation; the wait for the next ferry is long and boring.
She looks up, meets your gaze, and smirks.
“Do I look like I need a ferry~?” she answers, pat-patting her lower body with a confident smile.
“These fins pack some serious horsepower…” she continues, managing to get a smile out of you for the silly joke on her own partially equine nature.
“…engine’s about to go full steam ahead, wanna hop on? I’m going towards mainland too”.
She’s so forward, her sudden offer finds you speechless at first!
“R-really?”
“Sure! I’m in the delivery business, one extra or fewer parcel doesn’t make much of a difference to me” she replies with another smirk, beginning to swim in circles below you… the natural saddle-shape on her back between mane and dorsal fin almost beckoning to you.
“That’s… kind of you. But how about the fact I’d probably get my suit soaked in seawater?”
She stops for a second, barely hiding an eye roll… Such a land-dweller problem to be so concerned about wet clothes!
“Can you tuck it all inside that suitcase of yours? I should be able to keep it dry and safe in my arms” she suggests, before quipping: “I won’t watch… unless you want me to watch~”
After a moment of bashfulness, you accept, moving to a secluded corner and stripping down to your undergarments: better not being late at work… again…
Once handing over the suitcase, you mount her; you can’t help but think this appears quite… intimate… being almost right against her humanoid back, feeling her strong muscles under your glutes… your arms coming around her waist, wanting to hold onto something for stability…
“AHEM, this is not a Valentine-themed ride, sir…” she reproached without even turning her head; “I’d rather have you pulling and holding onto my mane instead… Boundaries, you know? Also please keep your feet up as much as you can, that’s where my gills are”.
“Oh-of course” you say, apologetically. “Who should I thank, by the way?”
“Name’s Wanda” she replies with a smile, catching you in the corner of her eye while moving a hand over her shoulder for a hand-shake~
Story and OC design by me
Base by
estellarPosted using PostyBirb
Category Artwork (Digital) / Portraits
Species Aquatic (Other)
Size 2094 x 1759px
File Size 3.32 MB
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