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Legend

Alina and Tyrus are waiting near where I rest every night. 

Tyrus lifts a tentacle, and a blue bra flutters through the water. One of my tentacles darts out and grabs it and pulls it from him, but his grip is almost as strong as mine, and the strap of Saylor's, perfect, pretty ,blue bra, my reminder of tonight, is ripped and I scowl. Or at least I would if I was currently in human form and not in my shifted form. He releases it and pull it close to me as I slice through the water around them and into my cave, stashing it with the purple one from the last time. I push the sand with my tentacle, burying it beneath the lip of the rock at the bottom of my little cave hideout. 

"You'll get her killed." Alina says, her voice in my head. "And I LIKE her. I dont want anything to happen to her Legend." she huffs and I ignore her, ignore them both, feeling their giant octopus eyes glaring at the back of my giant head. It wasnt easy for Alina to admit she liked normal humans, not before we captured, and certainly not afterward. But she liked Saylor, all three of us did. How could we not, when she treated us so well? Talked to us like humans instead of sideshows? When she sometimes would wipe her little tears as she talked to us about how she hates that we have to be in here. Saylor was a good person. Not only that, she was beautiful. So fucking beautiful. She deserved a mans hands on her, not an octupus tentacle. But, I couldnt stop myself that night, nor tonight. I'd had a taste of her and I wanted more. And tonight, id done so much more. Saylor was going home with my cum inside of her. I'd made a fucking mess of her. She looked so fucking stunning, flushed with pleasure, moaning and letting me drown her throat in my cum, then again, letting me fill her pussy. A date. She'd asked if tomorrow could be a date. Everynight was a date to me when Saylor worked. I looked forward to seeing her, listening to her soft voice and seeing her gorgeous face and her bright green eyes and her long brown hair. Her company was the only thing that made my time here bearable. 

"Legend." Tyrus's voice bellows in my head. 

"I KNOW" I bite out, back through the bond we have. I say it like a fucking child being scolded by its parents, for something they know is wrong. 

"What's your plan? Are you using her to get out of here?" Tyrus asks and I turn, tentacles curling and my eyes are wide, unblinking, my large black disks, staring right back at his. 

"I would never ask that of her." I say, my voice a growl. Because I couldnt resist her, and knew what we did tonight, and the other night, was a risk that could end badly for her. For me too. Maybe I was selfish, but I...I just wanted her...so badly. But i'd never ask Saylor to try to get us out of here. Because I knew she'd get caught. Even if we managed to walk out of here human, they'd find out soon enough who was responsible for it. And, sure , myself, Tyrus, Alina, we could escape into the oceans. Live among normal ocean life, because even being trapped in a life in the ocean, at least it was more free than this. But Saylor? Where would she go? I couldnt very well drag her into the ocean with me. I've never resented my shifter form, not even when I was captured and put in a fucking aquarium as a prisoner for it. But right now, knowing Saylor, knowing how fond I am of her, and how much I wish I could get to know her, speak to her, have a real conversation? I resent it everytime she speaks to me and Im unable to shift and talk back to her with more than yes and no taps upon her foot. 

"Then stop it. Stop fucking around before you get yourself AND your girlfriend killed." Tyrus bellows and I know he's right. If i like her this much, why would I do something so selfish and careless and risky? Because....it's fucking Saylor, and i've been hyponitzed by her ever since she began working as our feeder. She was so stunning , so pretty, and so sweet and kind. Her soul radiated from her, the goodness in her shone through her smile and her kind eyes and gentle voice. Saylor was the sun that I'd never see again. That's how bright her aura was. 

Tyrus and Alina leave me alone without another word. They know that I know better. But they don't understand how she makes me feel. I thought it was silly to expect that she might feel a connection to me, since she's only ever known me in this form. Other than the one time she said she's seen me in human form. I wish she could ask what she thought of me then. Was I her type like she was mine? When she pictured the perfect man, was it my human form that came to mind, like her face came to mind for me when I pictured the perfect woman?

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I can already feel the ability to shift starting to come back. It's not painful, thank god. What's painful are the shots, dibilitating us from being able to shift. At first , we tried to avoid them, we were massive "beasts" after all. But, we knew what happened to those that refused to be help captive. And I wasnt ready to die, neither was Tyrus, or Alina. We still had hope, that silly hope that one day, we'd be treated for what we were. Human. Animal. It's all the same isnt it? Life is life. Nobody should get to play god over another creature, not like this. 

Our tank is massive, the largest in the world, and it's just for us. There are no other aquatic shifters in with us. Because they're scared. Scared of what could happen if more than a few shifters are kept together. Because it's happened in other zoos. The mutinys, and takeovers , the killings of feeders and crews as a message. But even then, those mutinys are short lived, and even though they took the lives of their keepers, they lost their own as well. 

All three of us make our way to the top of the tank. The top floor of the aquarium, where they pack people like fucking sardines into a room, to watch us shift, once a month. The ticket prices to watch us shift, are astronomical. 

I can feel it wearing off even more as we come up to the glass. I can hear the collective gasps from the several people echo through the glass as all three of us, Alina, Tryrus and myself all appear from the depths, right in front of them. 

Flashes of light, knocking on the fucking glass, excited screams and shouts of children, and adults. My eyes shift to the left to the right, back to the right, and my eyes stop on her. On the five foot six beauty, with hair down, pulled back to one side with a little barettes. If I was in human from right now, I'd smile at the blue octopus barrette holding back her pretty hair. 

She looks exactly as said she would. Her hair down for me. Her fae bare of any makeup for me. A blue dress. For me. the thin straps of her dress and the little peaks of her nipples let me know she also didnt wear a bra. For me. though I cant see up underneath her knee length skirt of her dress, I know she's not wearing panties, for me. But it's her face, the blush and the little smile as she places her hand to the glass. "Hi" she mouths the word. I let my tentacle slip up and touch the glass on the other side. People ooo and ahhh, another person tries to get me to "touch" their hand through the glass. Then another. Slapping it on the glass, but I only give my attention to who deserves it. To her. 

"Do you like my dress?" She mouths the words behind a curtain of her hair, so only I can see that she's mouth words to me. I let the tip of my tentacle tap the glass once and she smiles. I lift my tentacle and point to her hair. She smiles and turns her head slightly, letting me see the octopus barrette. Then looking back at me. 

I watch her lift her hand and press a kiss to her finger tips and then presses them to the glass, and I swear, in that moment, i could break the fucking glass to get to her. 

I can hear the person that runs the "Show" over the speakers through the walls, telling everyone to take their seats, Which are just rows of metal benches. I watch people slowly begin to take their seats, and Im glad to see Saylor gets one right in front, where I can see her. Look at her, admire her, fall in love with her through fucking glass. It's so unfair. 

I hear the person over the speaker, go through our "History" , telling of where we captured, and brought from. How long we've been here, our ages, and so on. He boasts that Im the biggest known shifter when in my animal form. But I dont care, I just keep my eyes on her, watching her, the way her legs are crossed, the blue heels that match her blue dress, that matches...me. I dont take my eyes off her, and she doesnt take hers off of me as she smiles and gives little wiggles of her fingers in her lap as she keeps giving me little subtle waves over and over. I'm going to end up shifting soon, and she's going to make it so my cock is hard when I do. Because Im turned on, wanting to wraps my tentacles around  her legs and spread her open and...I feel the twitch of my form, the abilities kicking in. 

It never failed to be embarrassing to shift for hundreds of people, for them to take pictures of your naked fucking body as you swam through the water and to the makeshift shore. I see Saylor duck her head and look away as the announcer tells the crowd just a few more seconds now...just a few more seconds till they get what they paid for. 

I know she's not scared of seeing me shift. I know she turns her head out of respect. To give me privacy even while the rest of the people in the room shes in, allow me none, camera phones aimed at the glass, as the three off us, Alina, Tyrus and Myself, morph, and shift, tentacles pulling in, massive heads shrinking, legs and arms forming, arms and hands, till our octupus forms are gone, and there's loud cheering from the other side of the glass, clapping like were circus monkeys that just performed a trick. Shifting wasnt a choice. It was "shift for the audience" or "pay the price". Would they kill me if I didnt shift? Probably not. We were their greatest attraction. But....it was also nice to feel myself in my own body, even if it was on someone elses terms. 

I pull up onto the makeshift beach. 

"now, they'll grab some towels....oh..." I hear the announcer notice my ...problem. But I dont fucking hide it. I'm erect, turned on for the pretty brownhaired beauty with her head still turned away, giving us time to cover up. Even though I've already seen all of her.. Every perfect inch. Part of me wants her to see me like this, standing there, wet, dripping, naked, and harder than Ive ever fucking been in my life.

"Cover up. Legend." A voice comes through speaker behind our glass in a low hiss. A voice only we can hear, the one that instructs us when needed. I grab the pair of "The Wonder" swim shorts they give to us. Alina and Tyrus already dressed , pulling on their shorts and their shirts. But I only pull on my shorts. I keep myself standing.

"Alright, all of our shifters are in their Wonder merch, that CAN be found in the gift shop!" the announcer says and I watch her head turn, give a little peek. I smile. The curve of my lips unstoppable as her green eyes widen, and her brows lifts as she looks at me. 

"Sit down." Tryus grumbles. "Quit being fucking obvious." 

Her eyes drop. They widen again and I grin even more. Yes. Look. Look at what you fucking do to me Saylor, in your pretty little fucking dress, with your sweet face and pretty green eyes. I half want to pull it right back out and stroke it till I cum to the vision of her here for me, dressed up for me, on a "Date" with me. I wanted to do more than touch her and fuck her and make love to her, I wanted to know her, keep her, hold her in my fucking arms and whisper sweet fucking nothings into her ear and make promises to her I'd never really be able to keep. I wanted a life. I wanted a life with HER. 

I sit down, my eyes not leaving her, staring, watching as she bites her lower lip. Her cheeks, the tip of her nose, the top of her chest, all of it flushed. Was she turned on too? Was she also thinking about last night, and the other night, thinking about how i had two of her pretty little bras as souveniers of our first times together being intimate? 

I hated that I could only look at her. That I couldnt talk to her. 

the novelty of watching us in human form wears off slowly, people leaving the room after an hour or so of watching us simply just sit there. 

They'd leave us like this for the  remainder of the day. Other visitors would be allowed to flow in and out of the room. but seeing us in human form wasnt really all that appealing. It was the SHIFT into human form that was the draw for them. The shift BACK was never shown, because watching us get shot with mini darts like fucking animals, was apparently crossing a line. After we pull the darts out, there only second till the affects kick in, and then we're back in the water. But for right now, I dont think about that, I just sit there, watching. Looking at my date sit there, smiling at me. 

At one point the room is cleared out, it's just her and me. And Alina and Tyrus, laying on the beach taking a nap. 

I look around. Then lift my hand slightly, motioning a circle. She scrunches her nose but stands and spins casually. Pretending to look around the room. 

Whens he turns completely back to me, I smile at her with a nod. Beautiful. I mouth the word and swear I can hear the catch of her breath, see the emotion in her eyes as she reads my lips. It's still not the conversation either of us wants, but at least she can see me, the real me, see how I cant take my eyes off her. To think I've had sex with her , without her ever hearing my voice telling her how fucking gorgeous she is, or telling her how much I adore her company and look forward to her. To think I'll only ever get to touch her with tentacles, instead of with my fucking hands that are clenching at the sand beneath me as they brun to fucking undress her and touch her soft skin. To feel her with THESE fucking hands. The ones she deserves to be touched with. Carressed with. held with. 

Will she stay here all day? I wish we could attempt to have a conversation through lip reading, but nobody is allowed to talk to us in human form. Every attempt to is considered possible "criminal activity". Because they dont want anymore escape attempts or sympathizers plotting with us. Not that any of the crowd could fucking talk to us really. But the staff. Nobody was allowed in with us. The only voice allowed to speak to us, was the one that came from the fucking wall, commanding me to cover up earlier. 

I look up as the ceiling make noise, and my stomach grumbles. 

One of the only benefits of shifting day. Was a real fucking meal. 

My eyes go back to Saylors as she watches the food get lowered through the ceiling, on a tray, in styrofoam containers. 

"Wake up, foods here" I say to Tyrus and Alina who shoot up and scramble over.

"Fuck that smells good" Alina moans and snatches the container with her name on it. 

I look over to Saylor. She smiles and then pulls a bag from under the bench. I nearly laugh as she pulls out a styrofoam container. When she opens it, and tips the container slightly to show me that she also got a burrito. Which is what I request, every month. A date. She was going to eat with me. Sit here and eat with me. I lift my burrito in my hand and nod my chin with a small smile. She winks at me and lifts her. Fuck me. She winked at me. I could get used to that. I liked that. I take my other hand and tap my leg once. Hoping she catches it. She does. Her brows pinch slightly and she cocks her head as she takes a bite of her burrito. 

I wink at her. 

Her brow cocks slightly with the perfect arch she has, and she winks back. I tap my knee once again. 

She winks again. 

I tap once again and she smiles with her adorable cheeks full of food and she finishes chewing and swallow. She taps her knee once. 

I wink. She grins and smiles with a little laugh that I wish I could hear. 

"Quit flirting. Before they fucking see you." Tyrus mutters. 

But I can't. She's here. For me. On a date...with me. Who ignores their fucking date? 

We watch one another eat, and I wonder how suspicious it is to have one of the feeders in here for so long. A few people float through the room as we all eat, none of them really paying any mine to Saylor as she seems to just be eating and watching us. 

I want her to stay all day, but I'm also grateful when she stands soon after we finish eating and walks to the trash to throw out her container and then back to where she was sitting and grabs her bag and her purse and walks to the glass.

She places her hand on it briefly as she looks at us. Tyrus sighs and Alina does too. Because Saylor gives a small kiss to the glass before she blushes and then walks out of the room. 

"Jesus Legend. End that." Alina says. 

"I cant" I say. 

They stare at me. 

But im looking at the side of the room she walked out of. 

"I think Im in love with her."