Trip to the Lake

Finished with the swim in her secluded cove, she slinks out of the water into her subterranean grotto. The water on her fine scales gives her a silky sheen while mud squishes under her feet and into the webbed pockets between her toes. She feels a pull toward the corner of the main cave where she has chosen to keep her clutch of eggs. Striding to that spot, she looks over her unfertilized spawn, a thousand year old instinct effecting her thoughts, making her aware of the need to give them their finishing coat, the need to find a male to finish the cycle...

Their truck bouncing along the worn country road; Will, Allison and Marcus drive toward the site for their post graduation camping trip. An odd trio, the three have been friends since grade school. Will being the heart of the group, always keeping the friendships strong. Marcus the dynamo, involved in every sport and school activity, popular and charming, this group of three still first and foremost despite all that. Allison a wallflower, creative and tough, Will and Marcus have been her lifeline many times, and she is always there for them whenever they need anything. The three of them have always been like the Musketeers, all for one, one for all!

"Where did you find out about this place, Will?" Allison asks, looking at the endless woods, horrified.

"What are we supposed to do here anyway?" She continues before he can answer.
"Well" states Will, "There's hiking, there are cliffs to climb, and there's a biiig lake to swim in!"

"I'm in already!" Marcus barks, stripping out of his workout pants in the backseat, jockey shorts bouncing up as he struggles to pull his pants the rest of the way.

"You're not getting ME in the water that easily" says Allison, ignoring Marcus' antics. She'd seen more, and the brazen attitude toward such things might shock new acquaintances, it had no effect on her or Will.

~Back into the water, her body feels hot as her drive to complete her reproductive act continues to run through her constantly. Releasing pheromones into the water as she glides through, she ensures that if there are ANY compatible partners within 10 miles they will feel her effect. She reaches the top and looks across the skyline, searching for signs of any takers to her call. Suddenly, she feels vibration in the water as a truck travels down the nearby logging road.

The vehicle comes to a jostling stop near the cove by an outcropping of trees, Will exits and begins to set up their tent and unload their sundries. As Allison moves to help him, Marcus streaks past.

"Last one in and all that!" He screams, diving into the shallow water at the bank.

"Whatever!" Allison yells at his vanishing form.

"C'mon, Will, lets get this set up." Allison mutters dismissively of Marcus' antics.
Will and Allison make short work of the set up, popping the tent and stashing the supplies. Soon there is just the fire to make.

Marcus swims out and, despite the cold water of the large lake, he feels an almost immediate reaction in his jockeys. His dick got so hard it was painful! Swimming around just seems to make it worse. He had a heady, almost drunk feeling as he paddled around. It's like his body is enveloped in a warm pool wherever he goes. His straining member barely in check.

"Will you should go out there with Marcus. I know you wanted to swim too." Allison offers to Will.

"No way, I found the place, the least you can do is give this magnificent lake a try!" Will counters. I can start a fire anyway.

"You brought starter logs and a lighter, Will, if I CAN'T start a fire, I'm not worth much."