You wake up naked and alone on the beach

The next morning, you wake up disorentated. The last thing you remember is your passionate makeout session with Thomas. He had given you a drink, something you had never heard of before, then led you out to the water. Everything is blurry from then onwards.

Thomas is, sadly, nowhere on the beach. Judging from who high the sun is, he probably already started his journey home to Australia. You wished you could have said goodbye, but it's better this way. If you had woke up with him, you don't doubt you would have followed him to the ends of the earth.

When you sit up, you can't help but wince. Whatever happened last night hadn't been kind to your backside. Maybe you had accidently trusted a current too long and got slammed into a rock? If you hit your lower back and your head, it would explain your pain and lack of memory.

You freeze as you look down at your lower self. Your hole was gaping and red, a thick, white liquid mixed with blood slowly dribbling out. Thomas must have just left, because this load looks too fresh to be from last night...

The memories flood back to you...

The two of you had swum out to the shipwrecks once more, chasing each other amongs the debris. You had never felt more alive in those moments, hopelessly in love for the first time in your life.

Thomas catches you and you are locked in a battle for dominance as you passionately kiss. You can feel your erection brushing up against his stomach, his own brushing up on your tail. It doesn't take long for him to win, flipping you over so his cock is now nestled between your cheeks.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this..." he whispers in your ear, "Ever since I saw you and you're pretty little arse, I've wanted to take you..."

You whine softly, unable to speak for some reason... Neither of you had touched the alcohol from the ship and you had only drank some water... The only thing he added was sugar...

That hadn't been sugar at all! He had drugged you!

He wasted no time, no doubt in a rush to breed you before the drug wore off. "Just relax baby..." he whispered in your ear as you cried out. He repeated it over and over as he shoved his cock into your hole with no preperation. It was too large for such an act, causing the water around you to gain a red tinge as he ripped you open.

"That's it baby..." he whispers again once he's settled in you, "Just relax and let me do the work. We both need this to work..."

Slowly, he began to breed you in the middle of the ocean, your only witnesses being a pod of dolphins and whatever little fish swum about. You cried out the entire time, the pain barely dimming as his cock ravaged your body.

He pounds into you like no tomorrow, for there is no tomorrow for him to do this. His thick cock drags against your walls, taking your virginity and your innocence. He whispers into your skin, telling you how good you feel and how much you'll enjoy being a mother. Part of you believes him.

It isn't long before he spills inside of you, crying out his victory. Your womb is flooded with semen and you pass out, unaware of how he takes you back to the beach, only to continue raping your hole as you lay unconscious.