A busy day

I yawned reclining in the chair as I tapped away on my tablet going through all the minor alerts about the submarine. Then I shivered, I should've put my pants on.

We'd been on the trip for a long while now. About a month. In that time, the submarine has been on automatic guidance. So there's was a lot of downtime, meaning little fish has been being abused by both me and Kasey. It was the most interesting thing to do.

When we weren't engaging in acts of pleasure, Kasey would pop open a terminal and working on programing... something. I couldn't tell what it was really.

Speaking of Kasey though, she's gotten less... hesitant around me. After our moment in the shower she was more ready to use me to please herself. We hadn't yet actually fucked, but at this rate it was going to happen soon.

I started to feel a bit bad for little fish, Definitely should have setup an area for her to swim around in. I've noticed she's started to put on weight laying around all day. I had started to design a flow chamber, kind of like an air tunnel but for water. However to get the flow of water to emulate a normal swim speed I needed quite a lot of space to get it done. Right now it wasn't something I could fit on the submarine.

I chuckled at the thought of tying her to a rope and just dragging her behind the submarine. Not that I would do that, it was just a dumb idea I had.

As I was laughing to myself Kasey strolled in looking at me. "What's so funny?"

I sighed revealing it wasn't that funny just amusing. "I was thinking about the workout situation for our resident fish." That earned myself a shot of balled up fabric being thrown into my face.

Kasey had thrown my shorts at me. "Here, I got you your shorts. I noticed you have a habit of forgetting your clothes. And don't call her a fish, she is your wife and I doubt she would appreciate you calling her that."

I shrugged, maybe it was the time I had spent alone I just didn't find it strange at all. She sighed at me noticing it didn't effect me at all. "Just get your shorts on. We'll talk about this later. What do you have for this problem, maybe I can help out?"

I tossed her my tablet. "Here, so far my idea was to create a chamber of water with some props to simulate flow for her to swim against. Because she uses quite a lot more muscles swimming she doesn't need to work out as much."

She tapped at it thinking. "Of course. The same is true for humans, swimming using up way more energy than our normal workout sessions, though our recent changes have definitely changed that. Have you noticed that you haven't exactly lost any muscle mass despite the extended downtime?" I haven't? I definitely did not notice that.

I saw her gaze at me and I knew that she figured out it was my first time hearing about this. "Yes, if I had been swimming around like you have building a base I might have developed more muscles myself, probably still might. As it is, I am trying to avoid turning into... what did you call it in your files?" She grinned and I felt dread spread through me. "Oh right! A muscle mommy."

I groaned, of course she had found those files... My attempts at art. "Come on! It had been like forever since I saw a girl, I didn't have a model to go off of!"

She laughed at my expense as I shook my head. "Well, you got any ideas for this flow chamber?"

She looked back down at the tablet and tapped some more times before speaking. "Well, we have the benefit of being on a submarine, you could just put a tube on the outside with some flow regulators. It would only work if we are moving but it would take up less power and room." that... was actually pretty good... I would need a whole LOT of flow regulation as the speed would increase as the tube got smaller... Then safeties to prevent the fish from being shot out like a torpedo.

She offered my tablet back to me and I reached out to grab it. "Ah that's a good idea, I'll do a few tests and see how it works."

I started designing it right away, putting a hole in the streamline exterior would definitely effect performance. Not to mention the flow control fins would need to be stupidly strong, don't want to risk them breaking off... A total pain in the ass to make too, as I would need to effectively **** the water to make various turns until it slowed down enough to be swimmable in.

When I looked up I realized Kasey was already gone. I felt kind of bad... I was way too into designing this thing. Then I noticed the plate of food... now cold on the table in front of me. Damn I really did lose track of time.