"Mad Dolphinarium" - Orca Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Orca Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV | Painful

“You always liked dolphinariums, at least when we lived in one house. So why so gloom now, Tom?” – Asked Tom’s father with a grin. Hank was a known cetacean trainer and a manager of one of the local dolphinariums. As it became clear that day he was also a madman scientist. Tom found a secret passage to a lab when he visited his father in his house and Hank deemed it as a perfect occasion to unravel his twisted plans.

Tom was slowly coming too, barely able to open his eyes from the sedatives he was administered. From that moment on he was at least able to hear what his father had to say. Tom tried to move his arms, but he was too weak to do that, so he just continued to sit as his father went on explaining the plan.

“You see, son. I always wanted you to be a renowned dolphinarium worker like me. Maybe even become an owner of one such place. But despite me trying to argument you however it was possible, you haven’t listened and chose a programmer’s field of study. Now you’re a relatively prosperous programmer with your own little business and such… Unacceptable. I always wanted the best for you, but you ignored me for a few years too long. You will be working at a dolphinarium whether you like it or not. And in about five minutes you’ll see for yourself why. Or rather – Feel why… But don’t fret, I’d never hurt you, it’s all for your own good – You’ll be a perfect working companion at my dolphinarium. Let’s begin the show.” – Hank said as he approached his alchemic table and started dosing some serum into a syringe.

“W… Wh-What…?! Father, why…?” – Tom said weakly as he fought harder to move any of his limbs, but they felt limp and useless still for now. It was difficult for Tom to remain calm during a scene like this, but maybe if he’d stop shivering and panicking his father would spare him from whatever fate he had in store for him. Hank clapped his hands together, then lifted up the full syringe carefully and came over to Tom. “Don’t worry son, you’ll be a marvellous addition to the dolphinarium. You haven’t figured it out yet, have you? You’re going to become a literal, new attraction in it. But not a simple dolphin that we have plenty of. You’re going to be the most docile orca in the entire country!” – Hank cackled and jabbed Tom with the syringe, forcing the serum to enter his son’s bloodstream.

“Wait n-ahhh…! Shit, shit, shit!” – Tom cried out as he felt the searing serum coarse through his veins. He was double-confused now that his father basically told him that he was going to turn into an animal for some dolphinarium-goers’ entertainment. It was hard to believe at first, but Tom soon felt more than just itching in his veins as the serum started altering his body more and more. Drops of sweat formed all over Tom’s body as it started to fight the transformative serum – Which was naturally futile.

“Alright son. See you son, the new you anyway. I promise I’ll be taking good care of you as the aquarium’s new orca. I’ll leave you now for privacy and don’t worry about surviving on land. I know ceteceans enough to know you’ll be perfectly fine here without water for a little while. Enjoy the ride son, ahahah…!” – Hank explained and ran out of the secret lab, closing the door behind him.

Tom was dumbfounded – What even was this day at this point?! He knew his father was eccentric and an amateur scientist, but for him to create a serum that would be able to turn a human into an animal…? It seemed unbelievable, until now that is. Tom winced feeling how his outer flesh started to puff out. Fat started redistributing and becoming the first layers of blubber.

The only positive thing was that Tom realised he was able to move his fingers at last. Soon feelings in his limbs came back, but bizarrely they still felt stiff, as if something was about to happen to them. “I- I gotta escape this p-place…!” – Tom tried to comfort himself with his own stuttering, terrified voice. He got up onto his shaking legs. His clothes were becoming small for his body as it continued to fatten up, mostly the torso which gradually gained a more streamlined shape.

Tom slowly staggered towards the door, but with each second the sensations in his body were becoming more unsettling and unbearable. His scalp tingled, then itched and strands of dark brown hair flashed in Tom’s view as they detached from his head. Tom blinked in disbelief and shock. His toes and fingertips throbbed as his nails loosened up and slowly fallen off his extremities one by one until Tom lacked all them. Tom didn’t want to glance at his mishappen digits as he diligently continued to march towards the door, trying to quicken his pace.

At first he felt hopeless in his attempts, but to his own shock he managed to reach the door. He just prayed they weren’t locked – He didn’t head the key clacking earlier. He reached out a hand with hope in his eyes. The second he noticed his disfigured hand in his field of vision he frozen in terror. The flesh of his fingers was slowly knitting together, before he had a chance to try and separate them he felt the bones in his hands follow and slowly contract as they shrank and dissolved leaving him with useless conical stumps for hands.

“Fuck sake, no…!” – He cursed as he realised that his feet were in no better condition. “This can’t be happening… How could he do this to- Aaagh…!” – Tom screamed out in pain as his feet started to morph into toeless stubs, slowly pulled higher on his shortening legs. Not only did his extremities lost any resemblance to those of a human, but his limbs were slowly shortening and disappearing altogether – At least his legs, judging by what his father told him earlier. Tom did like dolphinariums, but that was when he was still a kid – Now he was an adult and had his own life besides them. It seemed like it all didn’t matter now.

Tom closed his eyes as he realised that he wouldn’t be able to keep balance on his mishappen legs anymore. He toppled over onto his broadening back. Despite still having some kind of malformed limbs, Tom realised he was barely able to move them as his increasing mass forced him to splay them all out to the sides. Similar sensations were slowly overcoming his neck – It was becoming less flexible and was slowly force to tilt forwards into a more cetacean setup.

“Gh- Ith-Huuuuuurts…!” – Tom groaned pitifully as he felt his body gain more and more fat and muscles all over, painfully straining his clothes which he should’ve taken when he still had the possibility to. His legs were miserable round protrusions sticking from his malforming hips. Shoes and socks fallen off them sometime ago when his feet dissolved. The remnants of his legs got reabsorbed into his round body.

Tom kept hoping that he would be saved by somebody’s mercy, but he realised that even if that would be the case the saviour would see a complete orca and not a human in the room, since the transformation was progressing fast. Now his entire spine started throbbing as it began to thicken and rearrange his major skeleton components. Tom felt nauseous as many of the bones he had in him his entire life disappeared into nothingness inside him.

One bony part of his body thought started to surge with transformative energies. His spine started elongating and forcing his barrelling out body to stretch into a longer shape. Tom hyperventilated as he felt like he was giving a birth to his tailbone when that was put under immense pressure and started surging outwards forming a lump in his unbearably tight pants. With a loud shrip the pants have burst into two as the growing appendage destroyed them in one quick growth spurt.

Tom watched speechless as his thickening tail slapped the cold floor beneath him. Worse yet it seemed like his entire rump was getting absorbed by the extending tail. The difference between his torso and developing tail was disappearing as the appendage became the main movement source for the former human. Tom felt the tip of his tail start to stretch and flatten uncomfortably, slowly forming a pair of strong flukes connected by a central notch.

Tom stared at the swaying tail that just ravaged his ass and hip area with its growth leaving his body further distant from human silhouette he was used to. Now that he thought about it, if his entire rear altered where was his butthole and genitalia. With all might left in him Tom bent over and found an answer to his question. He saw his butthole, now on his smooth, fattening underside – It was becoming less visible and better adjusted for mostly aquatic life.

What caught him off guard more was the state of his manhood. His shaft stood erect and Tom instinctively wanted to touch it to relieve some stress, just to realise that his arms have shrank to a point where they were just two pectoral fins which started to flatten. His shoulder blades got completely reabsorbed into his rounding chest.

Tom winced as he stared at his cock. He felt a strange tightness form around its base as with a wet plop a genital slit formed around it. His cock started to alter. It was erect as ever and yet it started to tilt forwards into a more feral position. Then it started to lengthen and lose its human shape. The distinct human mushroom tip started to sharpen and lose definition as it was becoming a pointy tip of a cetacean. Tom felt like a prisoner in his body not even being able to touch his most private body part. He stared in awe as his cock continued to lengthen into a size appropriate for a killer whale mating rituals. The shaft’s colour changed at the base becoming slightly darker, almost black. The rest of his shaft became a lighter, glistening pink.

Tom gasped in painful pleasure as the remnants of his scrotum started to get reabsorbed into his groin. The skin lost all wrinkles there and his testicles shot deeper inside his body to be more adequate for aquatic mating. As the changes to his genitalia slowly subsided his lengthy cock started to retreat back into its “slit”. It didn’t feel anything like his human cock’s dwindling erection. His cetacean cock slapped his pudgy belly as it slowly got pulled back into the genital slit entirely with a wet plop.

Tom took a moment to regain composure, but the changes didn’t wait for his permission and continued their work. His light-pink skin was changing in texture, becoming smoother and slightly puffier. Upper-side of his body was mainly gaining blackish hues instead. He was undeniably becoming more similar to an orca than a human at this point.

His torso started to change considerably. Without the bones of his legs his lower body gained a more torpedo like shape and his chest soon joined in as it started to expand and barrel out into an even rounder shape. His cheap shirt was no match for his swelling torso and finally with a loud rip it split in half and also fallen of his grotesque body. Tom’s organs stirred inside of his blubbery body as they became readjusted to sustain him underwater and make him ready for a carnivorous diet.

Tom started to feel more than wrong lying on his back as a pressure invaded it. He felt like something was starting to erupt from his back. Besides his new anatomy wasn’t really fit for being upside down for too long. Therefore Tom started slapping his tail and pectoral fins trying to flop himself onto his belly or at least his side. It was agonisingly tiring and difficult, but he managed to after enough effort and sighed in relief when he rested his weight on his chubby, white underside.

He made it onto his belly just in time as the changes were progressing unrelentingly and started to cling onto his neck and head. With an awful crunch his head was forced to tilt forwards without an ability to bend more than a few centimetres sideways basically. Tom started hyperventilating and making strange pitched noises as his vocal chords started dissolving. His neck was fattening up and swelling, soon followed by his skull and head until there was no distinction where his head ended and torso began. Tom felt like an immobile cetacean sausage – Mainly because he was forced to change on land.

He wasn’t able to see it, but on his back a vertically flat protrusion formed and continued to push out into an almost triangular shape. Tom saw enough orcas in his life to know that it was his relatively big dorsal fin forming as males had it slightly bigger than females for example. The throbbing slowly subsided leaving him with that new protrusion which would help him guide his body in the water better.

During his entire transformation Tom was more focused on his body changing shape, than gaining mass, but as he now realised he had gotten considerably bigger than he was initially. He was not only longer from the tips of his flukes to his morphing face, but he had gotten bigger altogether. He was now almost too big for the room he was in. He slammed his tail a few times with loud thumps in fright that he would be unable to leave that room while so big.

Soon his biggest worry became the pounding of transformative force that wrecked his entire head. His ears started to wither and shrink into smaller, less defined shapes until they completely disappeared off his smoothening head. One of the strangest sensations of his morphing face was his nose which first started to flatten against his blackening face and then starting to pull up higher on it. Slowly migrating all the way to the top of his head and turning into a blowhole.

The pressure from the inside slowly started to change the shape of Tom’s face as he gasped for air with open maw, being unused to having to breathe solely through the newly developed blowhole. His face started to push out into a melon-like shape. His jaws painfully jutted forwards giving him an iconic orca “beak”. He groaned in alien voice as his face continued to push into an extended pill-shaped snout. His eyes were forced to migrate to the sides of his melon-head. Above his blackening eyes two white spots formed on the sides of his head.

As his jaws reached the final length Tom’s tongue started to lengthen and narrow out at the end. He flailed his stretched tongue and realised how loose his still human teeth became in his maw. He hit them several times with his thick tongue and felt them just fall out of his altered gums. Throbbing appeared in them as new dentition formed in his gums and slowly started to writhe out. Many sharp and relatively thick fangs grew out of his gums and replaced his old dentition.

Several more growth spurts made his already huge body balloon outwards and gain the definitive shape of a killer whale for good. Last barely distinguishable patches of human flesh disappeared off Tom’s head as it was replaced with blubbery black mass. With that the transformation finally seemed to end.

Tom heaved for air feeling alien in his own body. His entire life he was able to just walk on land and move effortlessly while now he wasn’t able to move much at all with how his body was built. His tail allowed him to move his body to the side and such, but that’s about it. Besides Tom didn’t want to shatter some of the lab’s equipment to cause more of his body to change into God knows what. He was hopeless to escape from this place without help.

And help soon came in form of his father who opened the door and stepped in admiring his work – The huge glistening body of an orca his son became. “See son? It wasn’t so bad, was it? A few more minutes and a squad of my most trusted workers will come here to pick you up and transport you to your new home – A dolphinarium’s aquarium that is. As the only orca there you’ll surely be treated with well deserved respect, especially by me knowing what you went through to finally accept your destiny!” – Hank said as he stared into the orca’s left eye with hope.

Tom wanted to protest, argument for his father to turn him back, but it was all in vain as instead of anything resembling speech Tom emitted a high pitched squeak of dread. Hank chuckled at that and crossed his arms proud of his work…