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Underneath the sea, marine life lives on from where no human was able to go. All different types of water creatures swam around, whether moving in pairs or hunting their prey, they lived as they normally would. However a blurred shadow zipped by the group of fishes though not to hunt down and eat, but for something entirely different from aquatic life.
Swimming through the waters is an anthro shark with gray scales and a lighter shade in the middle, pointed ears, and white hair flowing with the currents. She currently wears a pink bikini that showed a generous amount of cleavage and butt. Despite looking slim, her arms and legs could carry more weight than a normal human being, but she’d rather make an excuse to look at cute guys trying to act all manly. She had five fingers with a sharpened end and three toes with webs in between to help her swim through the waters much faster. Her toothy smile showed off her sharp rows of teeth that can chew through metal easily, her personality is one that’s bubbly and energetic.
Most of the time, Tayla would hang around in the waters around the beach or going around town to have fun, but today she’s going somewhere else. A friend of hers recommended this place that has tanning booths, and she always wanted to have a bit of a tan to her scales. She swam up to the surface, her breasts bounced a little and her hair flicked away any water caught in it, before moving up to the busy city.
She had been to Furratopia many times before, so she’s familiar with a lot of the places she bothered to remember, however she was struggling to find the building her friend said to find.
“Now, what was the place called again?” Tayla said, tapping her clawed finger onto her cheek. She reached down into her breasts and pulled out a pamphlet that was conveniently water proof.
Opening the pamphlet up, there was many little words that she read a little before just skimming through. The name “Toasted Coat” in big colorful letters Kay on top with a bunch of pictures of various humans and anthros in said tanning booths. A picture of a hunky guy’s face laid in the corner and Tayla shivered in delight to have such a strong, handsome man carrying her.
“Oooh! I can’t wait for those big, strong arms to carry me away like a princess. And I’ll be getting more guys once I get this tan going.” She put the pamphlet back in between her breasts before skipping through town.
Many people look towards her and she really liked the attention, some men were gawking while other females in disgust or jealousy. Although she does have some intelligence in her, she is mostly compared to a bimbo with her skimpy choice of clothing.
After a little bit had gone by, a stray cat laid in front of her and she couldn’t help but admire how cute it looks.
“Awwwww! What a cute kitty! I could just eat you up!” She said with a toothy smile. The cat however just went into a nearby alley whether it was scared or didn’t care at all.
“Wait, kitty! Let me pet you!”
Tayla followed the cat behind the alleyway, but the cat was already far ahead and she soon lose track of the cat.
“Kitty! You don’t need to hide! I promised I’ll be gentle!” She yelled before noticing the door nearby with the name of the tanning booth she was looking for. It was a simple metal door with a push handle on it along with a warning hanging nearby the wall.
“No unauthorized personnel allowed. Well, it didn’t say anything about any unauthorized sharks, so it should be fine if I enter here.” Tayla said, pushing the door open, breaking the lock due to her sheer strength before closing it back behind her.
Entering the back rooms, she somewhere quite dark with a bunch of old planks of wood and broken machines.
“Heloooooo? Is this where the tanning salon is? I’m here to start a session.” Her voice echoed with no one replying back.
She continued onwards, humming herself a little song pass by many things that are a clear red flag to a person. As she went on further inside, she can hear the faint, calm music and people talking. She was about to head up when she noticed tanning machines nearby, two were the standard looking one while the one in the middle looks more colorful and futuristic.
The middle tanning booth had a sleek blue color for the outside of the machine, while the inside was bright from the UV rays inside. The colored gradually changes to a different one like a lava lamp with soothing music playing inside. This caught Tayla’s attention as she was in awe from how colorful this booth is compare to others. She looked around for anyone nearby before just shrugging.
“This must be a special tanning booth than the others. Since I’m here, I might as well get a head start. I’ll just leave the money here in case anyone’s looking for me.”
Tayla grabbed her wallet from her breasts and laid out hundreds of dollars onto a nearby table before putting her wallet away and climbed onto the tanning booth. She laid onto her belly with her arms crossed over her, the board felt cool to her scales as her breasts were squished together, moved her tail inside and close the machine onto her. The machine hissed silently and blinked multiple colors before the lights dimmed down, saving its light source for the inside.
The inside of the tanning booth had luminescent lights on the top while the bottom was smooth and clean. Tayla didn’t even question how the tanning booth could fit all of her before she laid down and close her eyes. Soon enough, the lights turned into an orange color and she immediately felt the heating rays hit her back, warmth spreading evenly. As time goes on, the heat was getting hotter and hotter, sweat pouring out from all over her body but she was still enjoying it. She was surprised when her lower side was starting to heat up as well, a tanning booth that can do both sides without moving around is quite convenient.
The heat was so nice and relaxing, she wasn’t aware the machine surrounding her body with a metal frame around her body. They were close to her, but not enough to make contact with her, before the top side started moving down onto her. Lower and lower the piston lowered down until it reached her back and continue pushing down. Tayla however didn’t felt anything wrong going on with her back, caving in almost like she was made of clay.
In fact, not only does feeling of being slowly squished and flattened by something not concerning to her, she can also feel parts of her body dripping onto the lower side. More and more drops of her fell down onto the mold as her whole body started to slowly melt and push into the bottom. This continues on until the piston stops nearly inches away from making contact to the bottom and stayed there for a bit. Inside the mold, the melted and flattened figure of Tayla laid there, parts of her still dripping before the mold remove itself and the piston went down to make contact with the bottom. She didn’t felt like anything off, but she did feel as though her whole body was rising a bit as the heat went higher.
A couple minutes later, two employees, an anthro shrimp and a muscular male, went to the back of the store as the shrimp man was giving the man a tour.
“Right here’s the back room where we kept some old and broken equipment here.” Said the shrimp man.
“There sure is a lot of machines back here, and there are some tanning booths I see that are familiar.”
“Oh yeah, we either wait for those to be fix or completely forgot all about it and got a new one. Don’t worry, it’s your first time here and it takes a long time for these machines to break.”
As they continued down, the man noticed a tanning booth machine all closed up. “What’s wrong with that one? It looks fine to me.” The man pointed at the tanning booth.
“Oh, that one. That’s not a tanning booth, there was some sort of mix-up with the orders and the other person didn’t bother coming to grab this thing.” The shrimp man explained.
“If it isn’t a tanning booth, what exactly is it?”
“From what I’ve read in the manual, it’s apparently some sort of waffle maker that uses people instead of batter to make one. Don’t worry, it’s completely harmless but we did have a few incidents before we realized it wasn’t a tanning booth. So we just place it here at the back, hopefully no one would use this thing again.”
The man nodded before noticing the money on the nearby table. “Hey, where did this money come from?” The shrimp man followed and was equally confused.
“Weird, almost as if someone came through the back and paid up front, but I don’t see anyone aside from us and no one should be able to trespass through the back door. You’d have to be really strong to even get close to move that thing.”
As soon as he finished saying that, the machine dinged like a microwave before opening up with steam pouring out. The two man went up curiously, the shrimp man slapped one of his fins to his face while the man looked in awe and confusion. Laying there was the back side of a shark in a bikini, all cooked and brown like an actual waffle. Her tail was also flattened down near the end while her face was down, the man touched it and was surprised how soft and crispy she felt.
“Oh dear, looks like we’ve got another one here.”
“Will she be okay?”
“Yes, like I said the process is not painful, but not to worry. We just had to carefully move her to the restoration machine before-“
The shrimp man was cut off by the sound of small lasers activating inside the machine. All of the small, red lasers stood still before going through the waffle shark in quick succession before disappearing. The Tayla waffle was now cut into perfect little squares before a spatula flipped all of her parts in the air, a mechanical hand with a plate appeared and catch all of the pieces before setting it down on the table. The mechanical hand retreated before pouring some maple syrup on top of her with a slice of butter on top before closing back down.
“Never mind, she’s past the point of being restored. Hopefully she’s not too disappointed by being turned into a waffle.” As soon as the shrimp man said that, the machine opened back up and Tayla crawled out, her whole body being slightly tanned as she stretched her arms.
“Ahhhh! That was a nice session. Oh, hello. Hope you don’t mind I went ahead and give myself a good tanning before meeting with one of you.” Tayla said, completely oblivious of what happened to her.
“Miss, it’s illegal to just use one of our machines before talking with one of our staff. You could’ve ended up in a bad situation especially since-“
“Are those waffles for me? Thanks! I haven’t had breakfast yet, so thanks for that.” Before the shrimp and man could explain, Tayla already grabbed a fork and chomped onto one of the waffle pieces. She happily chewed on it completely unaware the waffle was her to begin with.
“Sorry for intruding, I’ll be sure to enter through the front door next time for my next session. You can keep the change, I’ll just kick myself out with these waffles now. Toodle-loo!” Tayla continued eating the waffle as she went through the back side, leaving the two workers there.
“Does she know that waffle used to be her before entering the machine?” Asked the man.
The shrimp groaned, “Probably not and the sad thing is, this isn’t the first time people don’t mind being turned into stuff for their own amusement. Although we’re mostly known for a lot of toony antics, we welcome you to Furratopia where stuff like this is a lot more common than you think.”
Maybe just stick with the spa next time, also no anthro sharks or person were harmed during the waffle phase.
Swimming through the waters is an anthro shark with gray scales and a lighter shade in the middle, pointed ears, and white hair flowing with the currents. She currently wears a pink bikini that showed a generous amount of cleavage and butt. Despite looking slim, her arms and legs could carry more weight than a normal human being, but she’d rather make an excuse to look at cute guys trying to act all manly. She had five fingers with a sharpened end and three toes with webs in between to help her swim through the waters much faster. Her toothy smile showed off her sharp rows of teeth that can chew through metal easily, her personality is one that’s bubbly and energetic.
Most of the time, Tayla would hang around in the waters around the beach or going around town to have fun, but today she’s going somewhere else. A friend of hers recommended this place that has tanning booths, and she always wanted to have a bit of a tan to her scales. She swam up to the surface, her breasts bounced a little and her hair flicked away any water caught in it, before moving up to the busy city.
She had been to Furratopia many times before, so she’s familiar with a lot of the places she bothered to remember, however she was struggling to find the building her friend said to find.
“Now, what was the place called again?” Tayla said, tapping her clawed finger onto her cheek. She reached down into her breasts and pulled out a pamphlet that was conveniently water proof.
Opening the pamphlet up, there was many little words that she read a little before just skimming through. The name “Toasted Coat” in big colorful letters Kay on top with a bunch of pictures of various humans and anthros in said tanning booths. A picture of a hunky guy’s face laid in the corner and Tayla shivered in delight to have such a strong, handsome man carrying her.
“Oooh! I can’t wait for those big, strong arms to carry me away like a princess. And I’ll be getting more guys once I get this tan going.” She put the pamphlet back in between her breasts before skipping through town.
Many people look towards her and she really liked the attention, some men were gawking while other females in disgust or jealousy. Although she does have some intelligence in her, she is mostly compared to a bimbo with her skimpy choice of clothing.
After a little bit had gone by, a stray cat laid in front of her and she couldn’t help but admire how cute it looks.
“Awwwww! What a cute kitty! I could just eat you up!” She said with a toothy smile. The cat however just went into a nearby alley whether it was scared or didn’t care at all.
“Wait, kitty! Let me pet you!”
Tayla followed the cat behind the alleyway, but the cat was already far ahead and she soon lose track of the cat.
“Kitty! You don’t need to hide! I promised I’ll be gentle!” She yelled before noticing the door nearby with the name of the tanning booth she was looking for. It was a simple metal door with a push handle on it along with a warning hanging nearby the wall.
“No unauthorized personnel allowed. Well, it didn’t say anything about any unauthorized sharks, so it should be fine if I enter here.” Tayla said, pushing the door open, breaking the lock due to her sheer strength before closing it back behind her.
Entering the back rooms, she somewhere quite dark with a bunch of old planks of wood and broken machines.
“Heloooooo? Is this where the tanning salon is? I’m here to start a session.” Her voice echoed with no one replying back.
She continued onwards, humming herself a little song pass by many things that are a clear red flag to a person. As she went on further inside, she can hear the faint, calm music and people talking. She was about to head up when she noticed tanning machines nearby, two were the standard looking one while the one in the middle looks more colorful and futuristic.
The middle tanning booth had a sleek blue color for the outside of the machine, while the inside was bright from the UV rays inside. The colored gradually changes to a different one like a lava lamp with soothing music playing inside. This caught Tayla’s attention as she was in awe from how colorful this booth is compare to others. She looked around for anyone nearby before just shrugging.
“This must be a special tanning booth than the others. Since I’m here, I might as well get a head start. I’ll just leave the money here in case anyone’s looking for me.”
Tayla grabbed her wallet from her breasts and laid out hundreds of dollars onto a nearby table before putting her wallet away and climbed onto the tanning booth. She laid onto her belly with her arms crossed over her, the board felt cool to her scales as her breasts were squished together, moved her tail inside and close the machine onto her. The machine hissed silently and blinked multiple colors before the lights dimmed down, saving its light source for the inside.
The inside of the tanning booth had luminescent lights on the top while the bottom was smooth and clean. Tayla didn’t even question how the tanning booth could fit all of her before she laid down and close her eyes. Soon enough, the lights turned into an orange color and she immediately felt the heating rays hit her back, warmth spreading evenly. As time goes on, the heat was getting hotter and hotter, sweat pouring out from all over her body but she was still enjoying it. She was surprised when her lower side was starting to heat up as well, a tanning booth that can do both sides without moving around is quite convenient.
The heat was so nice and relaxing, she wasn’t aware the machine surrounding her body with a metal frame around her body. They were close to her, but not enough to make contact with her, before the top side started moving down onto her. Lower and lower the piston lowered down until it reached her back and continue pushing down. Tayla however didn’t felt anything wrong going on with her back, caving in almost like she was made of clay.
In fact, not only does feeling of being slowly squished and flattened by something not concerning to her, she can also feel parts of her body dripping onto the lower side. More and more drops of her fell down onto the mold as her whole body started to slowly melt and push into the bottom. This continues on until the piston stops nearly inches away from making contact to the bottom and stayed there for a bit. Inside the mold, the melted and flattened figure of Tayla laid there, parts of her still dripping before the mold remove itself and the piston went down to make contact with the bottom. She didn’t felt like anything off, but she did feel as though her whole body was rising a bit as the heat went higher.
A couple minutes later, two employees, an anthro shrimp and a muscular male, went to the back of the store as the shrimp man was giving the man a tour.
“Right here’s the back room where we kept some old and broken equipment here.” Said the shrimp man.
“There sure is a lot of machines back here, and there are some tanning booths I see that are familiar.”
“Oh yeah, we either wait for those to be fix or completely forgot all about it and got a new one. Don’t worry, it’s your first time here and it takes a long time for these machines to break.”
As they continued down, the man noticed a tanning booth machine all closed up. “What’s wrong with that one? It looks fine to me.” The man pointed at the tanning booth.
“Oh, that one. That’s not a tanning booth, there was some sort of mix-up with the orders and the other person didn’t bother coming to grab this thing.” The shrimp man explained.
“If it isn’t a tanning booth, what exactly is it?”
“From what I’ve read in the manual, it’s apparently some sort of waffle maker that uses people instead of batter to make one. Don’t worry, it’s completely harmless but we did have a few incidents before we realized it wasn’t a tanning booth. So we just place it here at the back, hopefully no one would use this thing again.”
The man nodded before noticing the money on the nearby table. “Hey, where did this money come from?” The shrimp man followed and was equally confused.
“Weird, almost as if someone came through the back and paid up front, but I don’t see anyone aside from us and no one should be able to trespass through the back door. You’d have to be really strong to even get close to move that thing.”
As soon as he finished saying that, the machine dinged like a microwave before opening up with steam pouring out. The two man went up curiously, the shrimp man slapped one of his fins to his face while the man looked in awe and confusion. Laying there was the back side of a shark in a bikini, all cooked and brown like an actual waffle. Her tail was also flattened down near the end while her face was down, the man touched it and was surprised how soft and crispy she felt.
“Oh dear, looks like we’ve got another one here.”
“Will she be okay?”
“Yes, like I said the process is not painful, but not to worry. We just had to carefully move her to the restoration machine before-“
The shrimp man was cut off by the sound of small lasers activating inside the machine. All of the small, red lasers stood still before going through the waffle shark in quick succession before disappearing. The Tayla waffle was now cut into perfect little squares before a spatula flipped all of her parts in the air, a mechanical hand with a plate appeared and catch all of the pieces before setting it down on the table. The mechanical hand retreated before pouring some maple syrup on top of her with a slice of butter on top before closing back down.
“Never mind, she’s past the point of being restored. Hopefully she’s not too disappointed by being turned into a waffle.” As soon as the shrimp man said that, the machine opened back up and Tayla crawled out, her whole body being slightly tanned as she stretched her arms.
“Ahhhh! That was a nice session. Oh, hello. Hope you don’t mind I went ahead and give myself a good tanning before meeting with one of you.” Tayla said, completely oblivious of what happened to her.
“Miss, it’s illegal to just use one of our machines before talking with one of our staff. You could’ve ended up in a bad situation especially since-“
“Are those waffles for me? Thanks! I haven’t had breakfast yet, so thanks for that.” Before the shrimp and man could explain, Tayla already grabbed a fork and chomped onto one of the waffle pieces. She happily chewed on it completely unaware the waffle was her to begin with.
“Sorry for intruding, I’ll be sure to enter through the front door next time for my next session. You can keep the change, I’ll just kick myself out with these waffles now. Toodle-loo!” Tayla continued eating the waffle as she went through the back side, leaving the two workers there.
“Does she know that waffle used to be her before entering the machine?” Asked the man.
The shrimp groaned, “Probably not and the sad thing is, this isn’t the first time people don’t mind being turned into stuff for their own amusement. Although we’re mostly known for a lot of toony antics, we welcome you to Furratopia where stuff like this is a lot more common than you think.”
Maybe just stick with the spa next time, also no anthro sharks or person were harmed during the waffle phase.
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Liked the story.
Wouldn’t mind this getting a picture of the end result (the waffle shark, I mean), because I’m having a hard time imagining what she looks like.
Wouldn’t mind this getting a picture of the end result (the waffle shark, I mean), because I’m having a hard time imagining what she looks like.
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