The mother orca offers her thanks--and Tori's channeled body

After a few minutes, a fin poked out of the water near the bridge, as what looked like the larger mother orca had decided to return! She did say she was indebted to you, so whatever she wanted to give as a thank you, you were happy to receive. Tori turned to you and winked. "Guess it's your lucky day, Pete. Though, I don't think this is a good spot. Elenor Beach is just around the way; can you take my stuff in the backpack and meet me there? There's that little cove under the lighthouse in particular that should be open while it's low tide. You'll be turf, I'll be surf."

You chuckled a little as you packed things up, taking Tori's glasses when she handed them to you. "You got it, Tori. It's a bit of a hike, so just be patient with me."

"Always." With a smile, Tori--clownishly large wetsuit and all--dropped herself back into the cold waters of the harbor. She shivered a little, but the blue light shone brightly under the waves, and you watched as she dipped below the water, swimming off below the sea in a massive blur.

The path to the beach suggested by Tori was one you had been to as kids during a school field trip to the ocean. Naturally, you two had wandered off at some point, defeating the precautions of the Buddy System with ease, and found a path down the rocks to a little cove that sat under the lighthouse cliffs. You hadn't been the first there, you wouldn't be the last, but the path you had taken was tricky at first to get down there, though you and Tori had navigated it fast enough to go down, explore, and come back up by the end of lunch time to get a snack pack of crackers before anyone suspected you'd vanished.

This time, though, with the tide as low as it was, reaching it would be easier. The weather was still too chilly for most tourists, as you realized as you wandered the beach beyond the bridge and wished you had a heavier jacket. But once you went around the corner, past some of the slipperier areas covered in kelp, you looked up to spot the lighthouse in just the right spot to know you were headed in the correct direction. You went inland slightly, under one rock feature and over another, until you were inside an area that you and Tori thought would be the perfect place for pirate treasure! Instead, it was littered with old soda cans and cigarette butts, at least in the outer area. But it was further in that you recalled being so interesting, as you went a little further in to one of the entrances that would be easily overlooked, since it was behind another rock formation.

Once inside, you found Tori, lying atop the shredded remains of her wetsuit, in the nine-foot-tall part-orca form you remembered from earlier in the morning. A bright smile formed as she waved one of her considerably muscular arms. "Hello, 'little guy'. Hah, I kind of like that you let her get away with that," she said, clearly now a mixture between Tori and the motherly orca, indicating that Tori was splitting the difference mentally and was fully aware of her presence in the giant body. "But it makes sense! Just, wow, this body can really move in the water!"

You made it up to the sandy where Tori had sat, and she stood up, barely able to do so without bumping her head on the rocky ceiling of this secret hidden spot. She flexed her arms, legs, did a little spin around, just barely avoiding slamming her tail into you, but she grinned down at you from atop the bulky, powerful frame under her command. "Do you like it? Or is it a little much? I could tone it down if you want, but I really wanted to see the 'real deal' shape that is all over the news! Maybe we could take a few pictures? Build the myth? This could be Were-Orca Cove!"

You chuckled, and set down your things, right before Tori squeezed you to her enlarged body in a tight hug, pressing against her own wetsuit-like exterior around her torso. Of course, at her height, that put your head squarely against her mammoth chest, squishing right into the flesh. Tori chuckled and pat your head, able to fling you around like a rag doll apparently.

"So, what would you like mommy orca to do for you, Pete?" Tori peered down at you. "Would you like me to dote upon my sweet little guy, give him little kisses and find ways to show my appreciation for earlier today? Or, would you like to try our own rendition of David and Goliath, where you capture and fell me and, ooh, I guess you'd choose how you might want me? Don't worry, though, I know I'm strong but I can be very gentle..."

Oh, the possibilities! This massive and essentially super-human woman was right here, and you, perfectly normal Peter, could do as you wished! You weren't really into hardcore domination, but either of the options sounded like they could go in intriguing ways, especially depending on what you might be able to get such a muscular girl to do for you and with you! Of course, you knew that you could just ask to spend time on even ground and Tori would certainly have no trouble agreeing, but every channeling event presented a unique opportunity to explore a side of Tori you'd never seen before. Tori waited patiently, running a hand along the side of her sizable chest right in view of you, not helping you decide but certainly piquing your interest in her!