Izma

Breast Size:DD
Cock length: 15"
Balls: 4 of them, Baseball size.


"The sight of a figure on the horizon brings your lake stroll to a sudden stop. Something or someone is there, sitting on a rock. You cautiously move towards the figure, silently creeping up behind the stranger. As you draw closer, you see she bears a resemblance to the shark girls of the lake, but with a few noteworthy differences. She must be around 6' tall; her skin is a strange mixture of orange and grey, with several stripes along the orange parts. She has semi-lustrous white hair flowing past her shoulders, with a few droplets of water still suspended in it. She's wearing a black bikini top, and has a well-crafted grass skirt reaching down to her knees. She hasn't noticed your presence yet as she's busily reading a book; a small chest sits on the rocks beside her. Now that you get a good look at her, you also notice she has a cute little pair of spectacles on the bridge of her nose.

You hesitate a few moments before saying, "Er... hello?"

The stranger drops her book with a start and nearly pounces on you, taking a big bite out of the air with her sharp teeth; thankfully, you managed to avoid her by jumping back. "Who are you?" she demands. "What are you doing here?" You hastily offer her a few apologies, declaring your innocence of any ill intentions. After a few moments she calms down, though this doesn't remove the look of irritation from her face. She sits back on the rock, picks her book up and adjusts her glasses, then asks, "So, who are you? And what's your business around here?"

You tell her you were exploring and the sight of her made you curious; it's quite unusual to see one of her kind out here on the beach, just relaxing and reading a book. "I suppose I am a bit different..." she accedes, "Anyway, I'm just catching up on my reading; sex and swimming, the famous pastimes of my people, are all well and good, but I like to keep my wits sharp too."

Now you're even more curious; she doesn't seem as imposing and does look a bit more intellectual now that she's calmer – well, from the neck up, anyway. She's still dressed as if expecting a luau to break out any minute. You introduce yourself and then look at her pointedly.

"I'm Izma, a tigershark," she replies.

"Tigershark?" you ask.

"It's a mutation among shark-people. We're stronger, tougher, faster... and we have some other... err, 'qualities' our sisters lack," she explains, with a glance to subtly discourage you from probing the matter further. Instead, you follow up by asking her where she got her books. "These? Scavenged from around the place. It's so hard to find recorded knowledge around here, and even some of this stuff isn't in great condition... you know?" You agree; that meager pile of books in the chest is still the biggest library you've seen outside the safety of Tel'Adre. Perhaps imagining you a kindred spirit, she presses the topic. "I could let you borrow some... for a small usage fee. And you'd stay in sight, of course." You contrive to look hurt. "Nothing personal, but I'd like to expand my collection, not reduce it," she adds. Still... an appealing offer. You could do with as much knowledge as you can get.

You nod in agreement, earning a smile from Izma. You chat for another short while before you part ways, heading back to your camp."


Izma is a hermaphroditic tigershark who lives at the Lake. Unlike most of her kind, she has not been totally consumed by corruption, allowing her to use reason and diplomacy instead of immediately attacking anything nearby in order to rape it.

As a tigershark, Izma has orange skin with black horizontal stripes, silver hair, a shark's dorsal fin, retractable shark fangs, a shark's tail, and tough skin. Thanks to her love of reading, she often wears glasses, but her primary garb consists of the upper half of a skimpy black bikini (akin to the ones worn by regular Shark Girls) over her DD-cup breasts paired with a grass skirt; her four baseball-sized testicles and fifteen-inch-long phallus mean she can't wear a bikini bottom.


Unbeknownst to Izma, her corruption gives her a subtle aura that allows her to influence those weaker than her to submit to her. If one loses multiple fights to Izma, they become increasingly submissive to her; if they accrue too many losses, then a Bad End is triggered in which they give up on their mission and become Izma's beta, and, it is implied, and a shark girl/tigershark in her harem.
However, this aura's effects are very weak; achieving one victory in combat against Izma will counteract the effects of one defeat. Of course, she prefers to turn her betas into other hermaphroditic tigersharks.