As the whale approached the octopus, he felt a soft caress on his back; a slimy tentacle rubbing on him softly. The whale jumped with shock.

"Um! Rude!" he squeaked. "What do you think you're doing, Mr. Octopus?"

"I am merely trying to help you find your way." the octopus replied with a sneaky grin.

"You mean….you know where my family is?" The whale stammered. "Impossible! I killed them myself!" he continued.

"No, I mean….I'm going to help you find...another way to kill them for good, along with your dignity" The octopus winked. "All it takes is the small price of one octo-blowjob." He extended his tentacles softly, enveloping the young whale in his suds

"Oh, no! How could I ever do such a thing! But I really want to murder my family… it seems like a good deal! Thanks Mr. Octopus!" The little whale spurted his water in excitement and satisfaction as the tentacles caressed him.

Next the whale went to the seawhore, who was ever so small.

"I bet I could fit you in my 'blowhole' if you know what I mean" the whale told the seawhore.

"Oh honey, you could blow me any day" The seawhore giggled.

The whale breathed in a big rush of water, and the seawhore was sucked into the hole.

"Oooh yeah" said the seawhore. "That's the stuff"

The seawhore rode the foam happily. Too happily. The little whale was a little disturbed. He spat him out immediately.

"You made my blowhole taste bad!" the whale spat in disgust.

To be continued~~~~