The Phenomenon
Synopsis: What strange effect will the Bermuda Triangle have?
“Welcome aboard” Simon said as he took her luggage
“Thanks, Daddy” Beth said as she stepped aboard.
Simone was not surprised his young daughter - a land-lubber - would have brought so much for only a short trip back to Miami.
“Make your way below” he said, “And we’ll stow this in the berth”
“What?”
“We’ll take this to your ‘room’” he smiled
“Oh” she giggled
As they went below she noticed the cooking area “This is the galley” he said
“The kitchen?”
“On board, it’s a galley"
“Say, Daddy” she said “What kind of boat did you say this was?”
“It’s a ketch”
“A catch?”
“No, a ketch” he sighed, “Didn’t you notice the extra mast?”
“No”
“Well a lot of boats have one, but we’ve got two.. a mainmast afore, and a mizzen mast aft.”
She looked puzzled.
“Well, let’s just stow your stuff first…” he smiled
“Okay, Daddy”
They went to the berth. She looked at it, and then at him. A double-bed. “Where do you sleep?” she asked
“Here”
“With me?”
“Yes… that’s not going to be a problem is it?”
“No” she said
Beth had not known Simon for the first fifteen years of her life. Her mom Patricia had not spoken about her father. All Beth knew is that Pat got monthly checks, and they were enough that Pat didn’t need to work
Pat got drunk
She got drunk a lot.
Beth and Pat looked like sisters, except Beth was a smaller version, only 5′ tall and lacking the bust her mom had.
They had generally identical personalities too, quite warm, most of the time… but then Pat’s drinking would change that.
When Pat died in a car crash Beth met Simon for the first time, introduced by her aunt Megan
Beth was glad to know she had a dad, at last.
And over the next few years they corresponded, met occasionally too.
Simon was rich. He lived in Miami. He’d invite Beth to summer with him.
And she got to know that he had a hobby - he’d buy older boats, like this one - the Cryptique - sail them back and restore them.
This time she had asked if she could go with him.
School was no longer a factor. She hadn’t decided on a direction in her life… not that she really needed to worry, because Simon was happy to support her.
She worried that her petite figure made her look to childish. And she wished she was taller. “At least you won’t take up much room” Simon had said, or “At least you won’t eat out my larder”, and such stuff. But it only was a polite way of making her feel at ease about something she didn’t like
A virgin too! Beth was not interested in boys. She had a crush on her aunt, at first. But later on her school-friend Rebecca.
They’d fooled around… a lot. Fingers, tongues in between legs, even. But then Rebecca won a scholarship and left for another town
Soooo… a young woman, not comfortable about her own body, losing her friend, but with plenty of money. Should she have been that concerned? She thought a trip with her dad might help clear her head.
Beth ‘stowed’ her gear. Simon was back up in the cockpit looking over his charts.
Beth emerged wearing a dark blue one-piece swimwear, and sandals, sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat.
Simon took a moment to look over his daughter. His own mom was small too. Must have skipped a generation he thought because he was 6′2″
“We’re about to cast off” he said
“Can I help?”
“Can you untie a rope?” he said
She gave him an angry look… it made him think of Pat.
He still managed to smile.
The day was spent motoring out of port, hoisting the sails and tacking in a south-south-west direction towards Miami, 900 nautical miles away.
Beth sunned herself and she paid for it that evening.
Simon sat on the edge of a bench rubbing lotion into his daughter’s bare back, as she held a towel up around her chest for modesty’s sake.
Beth now felt that this whole trip may have been a bad idea.
Simon just chuckled to himself.
That night the lights came. Flashes of blue.
“What is it, Dad?” Beth cried as she came up on deck
“I.. I’m not really sure” Simon said
What looked a lot like the Aurora Borealis - impossible at these points - lit the skies.
Suddenly the lights came closer
“Daddy….” Beth cried, “I’m frightened.”
“Me too” Simon said
They found each other and held on tight.
The lights seemed to engulf them
Suddenly they rose off the deck.
Just as suddenly the lights seemed to wrap around them
“Daddy!” Beth screamed
But he could not hear her.
Their clothes dissolved quickly and the lights seemed to probe them
It was 6am when they woke.
“Morning, Daddy” Beth said, yawning, stretching out. The sheet fell from her bare top, but as she lay there she felt no embarrassment.
“Morning, honey” Simon said, leaning over and kissing her on the forehead. He stopped for a moment. It didn’t seem right. He lent down and kissed her full on the lips.
That seemed better.
She returned the kiss, her arms coming up around his shoulders. Simon felt his daughter’s tongue invade his mouth.
He stopped and looked at her. She giggled.
He was growing hard.
A voice in the back of his mind was screaming to stop.
He shook his head and sat up.
“Daddy?” Beth purred, “What’s wrong?”
“I… I don’t know…” he said, “Something is not right”
“Well, I’m going to have a shower” she said and she got up and crawled right over him and got onto the floor
He watched her small body… she was a woman… but her petite frame made her look much younger.
He found himself staring at her as she slipped into her sandals, and then naked walked, or really swaggered down to the head.
He tried to think of what had happened. He got up and, naked, he checked the GPS
“What?” he gasped.
He looked up on deck. It was true. Miami was only about 5miles away.
“What the fuck?” he gasped
He heard his daughter giggle. Something tugged on him and he turned around and went to the head.
He opened the door.
Beth turned around and smiled at him as she showered. His cock loomed up hard.
He stepped into the shower
“Yes, Daddy” she purred as they embraced.
He had to lift her up to kiss her. Her legs wrapped around his body. She felt his cock pressing against her
“You will be my first” she whispered in his ear
He looked at her and she smiled to confirm this
It made him even more full of desire and he pushed forward, and into her
“Ow!” she cried, “Ow!”
“Are you okay”
“Fuck me, Daddy” she purred. She had never felt such a compulsion before. Her need was deep and primordial.
He pushed in further, but more slowly. He had the same un-natural urges controlling his mind.
She seemed to melt and reform around him
Like a perfect fit.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she cried, “More! More!” she wanted as much of him inside her. He obliged.
He pushed in, all ten inches.
Ten inches. He’d never been that big before.
He groaned with delight as he fucked his daughter’s tightness
He ran his thumbs over her nipples - they were rock hard too, and sharp
He cut his finger on an edge. He realised her nipples were bone, like a tooth sticking out from her chest
He drove in deeper.
He gazed into her black eyes… they were nothing but black and so were his.
He passed her harder then felt her tail lash up from between her legs, hitting him on the balls
He hissed. His tongue dashed out, five inches, and it met hers
Her sharp teeth bared at him
She hissed too.
Her voice vibrated like a shrill cry.
No longer human
And then, he came in her.
Her claws scratched at the scaly grey-green skin of his back.
He kept coming
Her cry… “Daddy” to his ears was but a tremor in her mouth.
He finished coming in her and finally pulled out of her.
She fell onto all four of her legs.
He did too. His tail flicked about and he sniffed her sex, where he’d just seeded her.
She hissed and swung a clawed paw at him. He kept his distance
He crawled up on deck and then splashed into the water. He dived. Deep
He opened up his mouth and breathed. Taking in a big gulp of water he felt relaxed
What had been Beth crawled into a corner space. Her cloaca opened and out popped one egg.
She laid five in total. About the size of an ostrich egg; these dark green eggs.
She crawled over the side and dived deep.
The police were called to a boat adrift off the coast.
Officers Heather Thompson and Louise Randall lay aside the drifting yacht.
“Hello?” Heather cried as she boarded “Miami-Dade Sheriff”
She turned to her colleague who secured their boat.
She went downstairs
Everything seemed in order
“Hello?” she called
She noticed a strange glow
She went to the dark corner and saw the eggs there
They seemed to have a glowing aura about them
She stood there transfixed, gazing at the glow
Heather undid her belt. Her pants dropped. Next her panties
She picked up an egg and stared at it again for a while
Then she held it against her vagina. She squeezed
It was painful
She pushed it inside of her
Louise came aboard
“Heather?” she called
She found Heather doing up her pants
“I was calling you…” she said
“Take a look at these” Heather said
“What are they? I…” Louise was caught up looking at them
Heather stood aside as Louise undid her belt
Louise struggled with the egg and Heather had to help her. It hurt. She bled a little.
They picked up the other eggs, and wrapped them in a towel and re-boarded their own craft
The radio cracked. HQ wanted a situation report
The two women looked at each other and smiled
They ignored the radio and headed ashore
“My sisters are in town” Heather said
“Yes?”
“They will be good choices for surrogacy”
“Very well” Louise nodded
They would take the remaining eggs and force them into Heather’s sisters
The women would act as surrogates
Further up the coast two strange creatures came ashore and mated.
The male returned to sea first whilst his female partner (his daughter) laid five more eggs.