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look down. You can see the bottom, Will. Look.”
     
    And it was true. A sandy expanse spread out below him, a carnival of tiny shells. He could see his own feet waving like large white flatfish, clearly visible through the still water. Will reminded himself nothing could get him. There were no such things as sea monsters. Cy was here. Will was held, supported. His torso was wrapped in Cy’s embrace, and he couldn’t sink. Yet still, Will felt the water all around him, going on and on, and his breath raced. Cy’s hands plucked at his zipper, pulled down his trousers, until suddenly his legs were free.
     
    “Will, close your eyes. Close them. It’s just me, okay. Just me and you. I’m going to take your shirt off now.”
     
    Will’s eyes closed, and he felt Cy’s arms wrapped around his feet, his knees, the top of his legs, touching his groin. Tiny suckers kissed his skin, played with the hair at the back of his neck, caressed his chest in the gap between the thick strong arms that held him securely. Will relaxed slightly, and Cy pulled the wet fabric over his head. He tensed as it covered his eyes, imagining for a moment what would happen if it wrapped around his head and never let go, then he was free.
     
    Cy whispered calming nothings into his ear as they bobbed gently in the current. Will worked at stilling himself, thinking about his heart slowing, trying to pause between breaths. The sea touched him everywhere and Cy had him close. It was all right.
     
    “Right, I’m changing. You ready?”
     
    Will nodded.
     
    Cy simply slid under the surface, and a second later he was beneath Will. His body was a streamlined arrow, seven feet long, delicate fins spiraling around his body. Cy’s arms added another ten feet, easy, and the ends of the two long tentacles were lost in the blue depths. Cy rolled onto his side, and looked at Will with his huge golden eye, as Cy lifted his great head towards the surface of the water. Will wasn’t prepared for how beautiful he was, his body ink and cobalt as if someone had upended a bottle of dye into the water. Cy pulsed, and pale fractals flashed up his full length, trickling out along his long suckered arms to ebb at their tips.
     
    Will reached down into the water, stroking Cy’s yielding mantle. The warm skin gave slightly to his touch.
     
    “So you’re warm-blooded?” asked Will. “How do you know you’re a squid-thing that can turn into a human, and not a human that can turn into a squid-thing?” Cy entwined his arms around Will’s shoulders and lifted his upper body out of the water. Will realized that Cy couldn’t talk the way he was now.
     
    At the base of his mantle, above the mass of arms and tentacles Will could see a siphon protruding, translucent and delicate. He reached a finger out and touched it gently. Cy’s grip on Will’s legs tightened, and Will quickly let go, afraid he’d hurt Cy. Suddenly Cy grabbed him and pulled Will closer, grabbing his hand gently with one suckered arm and bring it back to his funnel.
     
    Will grinned. “Oh, so you like this, huh?” He ran his finger around the softly fluted entrance to the siphon, then touched it between his thumb and forefinger, feeling the changes in thickness in the fragile flesh. Cy ran an arm up his legs, and caressed his dick, giving Will the courage to push one finger in more deeply, lightly stroking the interior surface. Cy’s arms were squirming now, flailing gently around Will’s legs, and Will felt a sense of joyous power that he could reduce Cy to this state with only his touch.
     
    Cy broke away from Will’s reach, as if it was too much for him to take. Will saw a flicker of pale flesh as Cy dived deeper into the cool waters of the harbor. Looking around, he shivered as he saw how far out from shore they had drifted, and nearly shrieked when Cy’s long tentacles touched his belly without warning, but then Cy was there again, human, holding Will in his arms, and kissing him