A Wish on a Fish

Brian sighed as he took another sip of his lukewarm beer, enjoying the rocking of his small fishing boat and being out on the lake after a long, stressful week. He tried to get out to the lake as much as he could, especially in the early fall before the weather started turning cold and he wouldn't be able to enjoy the water until summer returned. Being on the water was where the road construction worker felt the most at peace and was able to actually relax from his hard working job and abysmal dating and social life, and today was the perfect day for it. Here, next to the reeds where the fish were working, the sun and air was warm but not hot, the water was cool but not cold, and there was very little lake traffic today, perfect for just finding a pot on the water and chilling with a few cheap beers, a fishing pole, and some music. Of course, what could have made the perfect day a perfect experience was if Brian didn't have to go to work the next day, a bigger boat and a fine woman to share all of it with. But Brian wasn't much of a looker and what free time he had he spent on the water. The only women that gave him more than the time of day were the two secretaries at work and that was just professional politeness. But that was a worry for another day as a massive fish suddenly breached the water next to Brian's small boat and promptly slammed to the floor of it, thrashing as it tried to throw itself back into the water before we went ring itself out and falling still, its mouth opening and closing as it slowly suffocated. Brian finished his beer and leaned over with a grin, eager to add it to his catch.

"Hey…buddy…can I get… a little…help? I'll make… it worth your…while!" A masculine, slightly ‘bro’-ish voice suddenly came out of the fish as the weirdly human looking eyes locked with Brian, and the large man froze. 

“What the hell?” Was all Brian could say as he leaned away from the inexplicable talking fish. Had the fish just...talked? But that wasn’t possible! But yet here it was, speaking to him! And with only a short glance at the beer in his hand, he KNEW he wasn’t THAT drunk yet. Right? The fish coughed loudly and seemed to roll it’s wide, unblinking eyes in annoyance.

"Magic...don't think…to much about… it, bro" The fish continued to gasp, "If you throw…me back in… I'll grant you a…grant you a  wish" The strange fish did it's best impression of a smile as it struggled to breathe. After a few moments of Brian simply staring at it in confusion and a little fear, the fish actually GRUNTED and lifted it’s tail up as high as it could before smacking it hard against the boat’s bottom. Brian actually jumped at the wet, but loud sound, causing his brain to finally stop processing the information in an infinite loop.

“Kinda…on a…time limit here…bro” The fish wheezed, and then a horrible gasping sound began spilling out of it’s tiny mouth, “D-dude!” was the last thing it said before it’s body began trembling and the only sound that was left was a very disturbing sucking sound as the fish’s gills began to flare outward. Brian, pushed to action, grabbed the fish’s slimy scales between his hands and carefully dropped the clearly magical creature back into the dark, cool waters of the lake. The construction worker felt the fish leave his hands and he sat there on the side of his small boat for a moment, watching the strangely Human animal float lifelessly just beneath the surface for a moment before darting to life and disappearing into the depths. Brian waited for a few minutes on the side of the boat, looking all around for the fish; this was the part of the story where the fantasy creature was supposed to emerge and give some huge spiel, right? But eventually he just sat back in his boat and grunted in annoyance.

“Figures. Biggest fish I’ve ever seen jumps in my boat and I’m too drunk to keep the damn thing. Ugh, and it’s not like you can tell this to anyone, Brian, you moron, they’ll never believe you! Christ, I just wish there was a woman in this boat! At least then you’d have someone to back you up!” Brian grumbled as he started gathering his things in preparation to go back to the dock. But as he reached for the tiny outboard motor, he noticed that something was different. Instead of the scarred, leathery and large hand, instead there was a delicate and fair skinned one reaching for the motor’s draw cord. It was tipped with long, polished nails that were painted a pearly off-white.

“What the?” He said, and a hand reached up for his throat as a much higher voice passed through is lips, which now were far more plump on his face. The construction worker couldn’t feel the lump on his throat, just a continuation of the smooth skin, and he looked down, pushing long blonde hair out of his face as he stared down into a canyon of cleavage that was cradled by a white, revealing bikini top! He twist his body, fearful of the boat rocking, and saw that his slight beer gut was gone! In it’s place was a smooth, slightly toned mid-rift that was hairless and flawless, save for the small stud that decorated his new naval. The man’s  blue jean shorts had vanished entirely, replaced by a matching bikini bottom that were stretching against VERY wide hips! Brian shivered in the cool lake wind and a field of goosebumps ran across his new skin, the only flaw in his two otherwise long legs that ended in impossibly small feet. The flannel shirt that Brian had been wearing went slack around his smaller frame and slid off his much more feminine shoulders, coming to rest in the crooks of his tiny arms.

“Wow bro, you’re, like, super hot! Not quite what I thought you’d wish for though! Thought for sure you’d wanna be the richest person in the world or at LEAST get yourself a new boat! But hey, I’m not here to judge! Thanks for saving me, dude!” Came a familiar voice, and Brian carefully turned on his new centers of gravity and looked over the opposite side of the boat to see the large fish’s head sticking out of the water between the reeds, practically grinning (and was that drool?) at his new, sexy body.

“You! This isn’t what I wanted! Change me back!” Brian demanded in his new airy voice. God, he sounded like such a total child now! Like, stupid fish! Wait, what? Brian’s angry face turned to a pout of confusion as suddenly his head felt…fuzzy.

“Sorry fam, but you only get one wish and that’s it! I mean it could happen again but it totally has to be random. That’s the rules! Oh and, y’know, you said ‘woman’ and not ‘man in woman’s body’ so that dizziness you’re feeling is just the personality re-write!” The fish continued to speak as Brian…na held her held, fighting off the totally icky headache that was throbbing beneath her skull. This was like, not fair! Why did she, like, come out here in the first place? IT was so grody and full of icky nature like that fish!

Brianna let out a moan of pain that sounded decidedly sexual in her new voice as the life of Brian was over-written, the hard working and unlucky in love construction worker becoming a up and coming Instagram and OnlyFans camgirl. She spent most of her time trying on outfits and putting on makeup, and the only real job she had (like, being hawt WAS a real job!) was working as a waitress as the local sports bar. And then the rush of pain seemed to subside and Brianna leaned softly against the side of the boat, blinking the bleariness from her bright, baby-blue eyes.

“Yeah, sorry about that. But don’t worry, you should be all set! Man, I wish I was still Human. You’re smokin’ babe! Hey, maybe if you come out here again and I happen to jump up here on accident again, you could wish me back to being a person? I mean I’d totally do you as a fish if you were into, uh, watersports and all that, heh” The fish chuckled to himself, “Anyway, cya, babe!”

And with that the fish, whoever and whatever is was, lowered it’s head back into the water and swam away, leaving the confused and not-so-bright blonde wondering what had just happened, and more importantly, how she was going to get back home when she had NO idea how to use a boat! Seeing another boat nearby, Brianna decided to use her charms and struck a revealing pose, hoping to catch the..boat-driver person’s eye. It took a few moments, but the other boat slowed and began to turn in her direction.

“Oh, I, like, wish it’s some hot, yummy hunk!” She giggled to herself, guiding her rescuer in with her bountiful boobs.