DeepStar II Submersible 

“Here at DeepStar, we build the most sophisticate and exciting personal underwater craft in the world,” said the wetsuit-clad male announcer. “Today the world is going to see this new class of submersible for the first time.” 

Beside him was a submarine that was like no other. It was only 20 feet long and the main tube was just 3 feet in diameter. The bow was rounded like a torpedo and on the stern was a set of eight small tubes that appeared to be for the purpose of propelling the machine foreword. On either side were wings that tapered back like a supersonic airplane and it did have a stubby tail complete with movable control surfaces. 

On the top of the sub was a large greenhouse of clear thick plastic that covered the tandem seating for the two-crew members. Under the dome were two large blue seats with armrest controls for guidance and an interesting mesh assembly that looked like a futuristic seatbelt. The single passenger seat was at the front of the greenhouse and the captain’s seat was at the rear. Between the two seats was a 7-foot long area that was reserved for cargo or sleeping. 

“The DeepStar II is a two place personal craft that is designed to travel up to 600 feet deep and propel the adventurers for up to 3 hours. It has very simple controls that permit the aquanauts to enjoy the adventure relieved of the complexity of pressure tanks, decompression dangers, massive hulls, and the extremes of hot and cold.” 

“Rather than tell you about it, I have asked our chief underwater pilot to give you and open water demonstration here at this resort in lovely Palau with any volunteer that wants to step forward.” 

There was a small throng of swimsuit-clad vacationers watching the filming of the commercial. Among them were several pretty girls that were an obvious choice. One of the girls was on vacation from California with her girlfriend and she was smitten with the young captain of the sub. 

“Please pick me,” she squealed. 

“The announcer smiled at the camera and said jokingly, “I think that we have a victim. 

The DeepStar II was lifted from the cradle on the dock and lowered into the water. The water was crystal clear and the bottom was about 20 feet down. The sub sat very still on the surface and the water came up almost to the top of the opening into the passenger compartment. 

The girl said, “Can I take my camera?” 

“You better leave it with me,” replied the announcer. “You are going to be very busy learning about this new craft and acclimating yourself to it unique way of protecting its crew. This sounded kind of strange to the girl but the captain smiled reassuringly at her. The girl was wearing a skimpy yellow bikini and she said that she had better go get at least her shorts and tee shirt. 

The captain took her by the hand and led her over in front of the camera. Identified him-self as captain Chris and said that he had been working for the DeepStar for the last 3 years. She replied that her name was Barbie and that she was here on a diving trip with her friend. She asked if she would be cold. 

The captain said that the cockpit would be kept at a perfect 77 degrees no matter what depth that they chose. In fact, he said, I am going to change into my DeepStar II “uniform” right now. 

With that he pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. He dropped his pants to the surprise and amusement of the onlookers and they saw that he was wearing what amounted to white silk running shorts. Chris and Barbie stepped down onto the semi-submerged wing and slosh over to the cockpit and looked in the open hatch. Chris hopped into the back seat and directed Barbie to take the front. Barbie was joined by an assistant and was helped into the sub and strapped in. She was a little surprised when the assistant cinched the net straps very tightly and locked them in place behind her. 

“What if I need to get out,” she asked? “I can’t see or reach the buckles and I could drown if the sub sinks with me trapped inside.” 

The captain leaned forward and patted her on the shoulder and said, “That is so cute.” “You could drown…” 

The canopy was lowered into place and locked down tight by the bikini-clad assistant. Barbie could hear the announcer on the dock talking but could not make out exactly what he was saying. Good thing too, because if she had this is what she would have heard. 

“The DeepStar II is the first of a generation of Passenger Immerse able Submersibles.” 

“By this we mean that the crew will be immersed in water and will be able to breathe the fluid because it is charged with up to 15% oxygen. The craft is then free to submerge without the heavy, expensive, and complicated pressure hulls and dozens of pumps and pressure gages.” 

“Getting acclimated to “drowning” underwater and trusting that you can breathe it is a big step toward enjoying this fantastic machine. This girl is in for the thrill of her life in the next few minutes as the sub fills with water, stabilizes, and heads out for a 60 minute excursion into the open ocean.” 

“The Mermaid that you see in the front of the sub will be, for lack of a better word, drowned when the craft submerges and is filled with the warm filtered O2 rich water.” Inside the sub the girl was chatting with the captain about the simplicity of the sub. She noted that there were no delicate electronics that she would have expected and the surfaces were clean and smooth. She also marveled at the fact that the canopy was not 4 inches thick and wondered how it could stand up to the pressure of the deep. 

There was a strange little keyboard and display next to her right hand. 

“What is this for,” she asked? 

“Oh, that is so you can communicate with me after the sub is underwater,” he replied. 

“Why can’t I just talk?” 

“You’ll see,” he laughed. 

The announcer told the crowd that the girl would be fine. To a person, they were all relieved not to have been chosen for the demonstration. The girl’s friend on the dock was torn between being scared and happy that Barbie was getting to have such a unique experience. She was a little unclear on the ‘drowning’ part. She waved at the almost naked girl under the glass bubble in the small craft and received a big smile and a wave back. 

Captain Chris asked Barbie how old she was and she responded that she would be 20 tomorrow. He said, “20 years ago you were not even born yet and you were still swimming inside your mothers body totally underwater. Today you are going to get to go back to that time if only for a hour or so.” 

“Are you ready young lady”, he asked? 

“Let’s rock!” She squealed. 

The sub dipped lower at the bow and the front deck started to wash with water. It inched forward but the captain wanted to keep it next to the dock for the film crew and the onlookers. The girl felt warm water trickling around her feet and she twisted in her seat to alert the captain behind her. He told her that that was normal and that the cabin was designed to be “wet” to assist in allowing it to descend. 

She asked, “how wet?” 

He pushed the control stick forward in reply and twisted the grip to accelerate the descent. Water filled the front cabin around her and within seconds was up to her crotch and wetting her bikini. She was almost wetting her bottoms herself! 

“There is a lot of water up here,” she cried! “Stop this thing, the water is almost up to my chest!” 

The people on the dock could see that the water was filling the front of the cockpit and was almost up to the girl’s tits as it angled downward. She was splashing around trying to reach the seatbelt webbing release or to spring the canopy. 

The sub pointed down at a 45-degree angle and the tail pointed skyward as it accelerated downward. Several cameras mounted on the wings looking at the cockpit and relaying the video to the monitor on the dock. Water was now almost up to her chin and she stretched as high as she could in her seat to keep her face above the water. 

“Oh fuck,” she cried. “This is too deep, I don’t want to put my head underwater!” 

The man in the back was just now sitting in the water and it had covered his shorts. The silk was almost transparent after the water hit it. 

“Jesus Christ! I’m gonna’ drown up here! Can you hear me???” She screamed as the water reached her lower lip. “I am going to DROWN!” 

“Listen,” he said, “you are not going to drown. You are going on an underwater adventure that is going to require that you learn a new skill in the next two minutes.” The water was over her mouth and just starting to cover her nose! She could still here the captain talking to her as the water deepened. 

“Here it is… you are going to learn to breath water.” 

With that ringing in her ears the water covered her face as she was still crying out! Captain Chris could see her head vanishing under the water and rising toward his compartment. Bubbles rose from her open mouth to the small air gap near the top of her canopy. Her hands thrashed above her and she kicked at the instrument panel with her naked long legs. 

He cranked a knob and increased the flooding of the cockpit. Captain Chris wanted to get underwater as quickly as possible to make his transition before she did. 

The people on the dock could see her long blond hair swirling in the water as the sub continued to nose over. The captain was still head above water but it was almost up to his mid chest. 

The announcer said to the camera and the crowd, “This girl is now in a oxygen rich water cocoon and as soon as she runs out of air in her lungs she will be required breath the water.” 

Inside the sub the captain was just going underwater but instead of holding his breath like the girl was, he put his lips together and blew out all of the air in his lungs. Within seconds, he was desperate to breath and he did. 

The warm tingly water coursed down his throat and then into his lungs. He fought to inhale to the fullest before letting his body relax and the water flow out of his nose. Bubbles were expelled from his sinuses and they swirled around before being swept out of the sub through hidden vents in the canopy. 

Barbie was in shock as she looked over her shoulder and saw the Captain exhaling his air into the water. She held her breath with even greater determination! 

On the surface the crowd watched as the sub drove deeper and deeper with the struggling girl submerged in the front seat. One of the girls asked how long she had been underwater. The girl’s friend had glanced at her diving watch and said, “I think that she has been underwater for 20 seconds now and I know that when we snorkel together, she can stay under for a little less that I can – and I can hold my breath for just about 60 seconds.” 

The monitor showed that the interior lights were on in the cockpit and the camera unmistakably showed that the captain was in control of the sub and leveling it off at 200 feet. Barbie was still twisting back and forth trying to reach the seatbelt buckles. Her hair was floating around her face and her terror was obscured from the camera but her body language was not! Barbie could see the depth gage passing through 240 feet and in the back of her mind she knew that if she got free – she would never be able to get to the surface. 

Her friend pleaded with the announcer to end her torture and bring her up. He said that if he asked the captain to come back to the surface it would take over 60 seconds and it looked like she had been underwater for 45 or 50 seconds now. If she could only hold her breath for 60 seconds total, she was way out of time. 

There was only one outcome that would relieve her torment and that was to get the drowning over with, he said. The captain set the sub down on the bottom next to a rocky outcropping on one side and the Sydney-Mer Underwater Adventure Hotel on the other. The Sydney-Mer catered to rich divers and adventurers who could afford the $800 a day fee to stay in a 8 by 8 foot stateroom but enjoy the best meals on the face of the planet. 

This afternoon there were 10 guests a the Sydney Mer having lunch in the glass vaulted roof dining room enjoying the view and relaxing after the mid morning dive. A young woman in a black bikini bottom, and little else, was the first to spot the sub as it came into view. The exterior lighting on the hotel lit up the area and the guests could see that there were two virtually nude people in the jet fighter like submarine. 

The young woman noticed that there was something odd about the girl in the front seat. She was drowning! An eruption of air bubbles burst from her mouth and she clamped her hand over her face to prevent water from replacing the lost air. One of the divers ran from the dining room to get his diving tank and mask and try to rescue the crew of the downed sub. The captain of the sub waved to the people in the restaurant and gunned the little sub back to life. 

Barbie was loosing the battle with the water that incased her. As the sub accelerated toward the chasm, she exhaled the air that she had been hording. Her body was wracked with a sharp pain when she drew the sparkling water back into her lungs. She passed out and her body took over scrabbling for oxygen to support her life. She was lost in a dream for several minutes that centered on being drowned inside of a small metal tube deep underwater. 

The resort people on the dock watched in fascination as the sub cleared the wall and started to dive ever deeper in to the ocean. They could see the Captain piloting the craft and smiling – it almost looked like he was whistling a happy tune! 

The girl in the front seat was floating against her seatbelts and with her arms bobbing at her sides. The air bubbles had stopped coming out of her nose and she gave an occasional shudder as she breathed in more water and out the last of her air. 

As the sub reached 500 feet Barbie woke up. She was in a daze but she could see that they were in a giant canyon with colorful spires made of rock sticking up over 80 above the bottom. The captain snaked the sub between the obstacles and tapped on the side of the boat to get her attention. 

She looked over her shoulder at him and started to understand how utterly fantastic this was! She gave a small wave and went back to looking at the landscape that was before them. She heard a clunk and felt the seatbelts release her from their grip. Captain Chris must have let her loose now that the she was on the other side of the transition. She could feel the mass of the water as it coursed in and out of her windpipe and lungs! I was not an unpleasant experience. 

She floated out of her seat and twisted around to swim back to him. She passed over the top of her headrest and into the empty cargo compartment that separated them. She swam to the opening to his compartment just as he parked the sub on the ocean floor for the second time. Chris released his belts and swam over the instrument panel and into the cargo compartment. He met up with her and they joined hands. She tried to speak but only water came out. She breathed in and out and occasionally a bloop of air escaped from her mouth. It must have been air that was trapped in the recesses of her lungs. The captain pointed out fish and other interesting sea life as they hung weightless inside of the clear water filled dome. 

Barbie could hear the hum of the sub through the water as the pumps and heaters kept their life-sustaining womb safe for them. She rapidly acclimated to the water breathing technique and wondered if she would ever be able to do this again. As they floated in the warm water Barbie started to get a little horny. She brushed against the captain’s shorts and felt that he was as hard as a rock. He shorts did not conceal that he was ready for action. 

She typed on the keyboard, “Can we make love in here?” 

“Of course,” he replied, “this is the best love nest that you will ever experience!” 

Chris removed Barbie’s clothes and then wiggled out of his shorts. They made love floating in the warm water deep underwater in this marvelous vessel. The camera on the wing tip picked up everything - the crowd was torn between watching and going back to their rooms for a personal and private affair. (The details of the affair are well known and available on videotape in almost any store that has art films. It is enough to say that Barbie was set for life when she signed the contract with WetPleasure studios.) 

After they had made love for what seemed like hours, the captain decided that they should adventure outside. They had to exit through a small port in the canopy to reduce the volume of o2 rich water spilling into the open sea. They knew that the water was going to be very cold but that shock was worth the extra vehicular activity – just like a space walk but with much less equipment. Barbie typed in on the communication pad: Does it help to ‘breathe’ in and out for a while to oxygenate your blood? 

Chris responded: “Yes.” 

He opened the hatch and wiggled his naked body out of the opening. She was left looking at his hairy butt as he stopped on his way out to survey the location. She followed him out and they swam out into the frigid water. They swam only 10 yards away before returning to stick their heads in the port to get rejuvenated with the watery oxygen. On the next sojourn away from the sub, they swam to a mound and surveyed the area. In the distance they could see a deep-sea rig with hardhat divers working on the ocean floor. 

Barbie wanted to sneak up on them and do the “look I’m a mermaid” thing. They both reentered the sub to pull their air (water) supply closer. Chris lifted the sub and moved it forward until it was within 70 feet of the divers but still behind a rocky wall. He planted it on the bottom without disturbing the mud and giving away their location. Barbie signaled that she wanted to go outside on her own and Chris decided to stay close by. 

Barbie wanted to put on her bikini just for fun. She found it floating under the seat in the back of the sub and looked very sexy to Chris as she put first the bikini top and then hovered as she slipped on the panties. Her legs floated up on the ceiling as she tucked her boobs into the top and adjusted the bottoms around her ass and crack. She floated in the cabin and watched the captain search for his pants. They were nowhere to be found. He liked being nude but he knew that he would need to cover his genitals at some point. 

Barbie grabbed him by the cock playfully and indicated that she was going to go into the open water and tease the divers. She took several deep inhalations of the water to oxygenate her blood. She swam out of the hatch and up to the wall. Barbie stood upright on the bottom and walked slowly out into the open and made her way up to the divers. They were facing the other way and did not see her until she was between where they were working on a valve. 

One of them caught the movement out of the corner of his eye and jerked around with a start! Here they were in hundreds of feet of water on the bottom of the ocean and a bikini-clad girl was standing there looking at them as they worked. Barbie took hold of the pipe and bent to examine what they were working on. The divers watched with slack jaws as this almost naked girl turned to smile at them. 

They could not determine how she was surviving here at this depth with no air. She seemed to be holding her breath but that was impossible. Knowing that she couldn’t stay here forever, she straightened up and looked back toward the wall that she had just come from. She waved and started to turn to swim back to the sub and the fresh oxygen. The other diver who had moved closer to her and reached out and snagged her by the bottom of her swimsuit. She twisted to get free but he held on tight and caught her hand with his big-gloved fist. She guessed that she could stay out here for 3 minutes or so but almost a minute was gone already and time was running out. 

Chris was still behind the wall and shocked to see that the other diver had moved in to hold onto to her too. He swam over the wall and toward the trio waving his arms. He had not put on his shorts but that was the least of his problems right now. The divers were still a bit sunned to see this beautiful girl and now they were in a panic when a naked man came swimming up waving his arms and shouting silently underwater. 

They easily pushed him away and turned to take the struggling girl back to the hanging basket for the 15-minute ride to the surface. In 15 minutes, she would be long dead but they did not know that. She lost her top resisting the flailing hands and they decided to ‘pants’ her as well! 

Naked – 540 feet underwater – 2 minutes elapsed time – She realized that this was a very dangerous situation. She saw that one of the divers had tied the captain’s foot to a pipe on the ocean floor and he was trying to get free –there was only one thing that she could think of and she did it. She reached up on the divers hard hat and released the air hose from the fitting. Immediately water flooded his helmet and suit. The increased mass knocked him onto his butt and he fought to locate the hose in all of the commotion. 

The other diver pulled out a cutting tool and went for her. His heavy boots made him slow and clumsy so she easily swam over his head and landed next to the captain. She did not want to drown the second diver but he would not let up. There was fire in his eyes as she stayed just out of arms reach and backed toward the lifting basket. She bumped her bare butt against the wire mesh and turned to the pressure hoses that were coming down from the tender on the surface. A convenient pair of bolt cutters finished the task of severing the main air hose that went to both of the divers. 

Water rushed down the hose and filled the second divers helmet. He gasped with the cold water and started drowning instantly. With his attention turned from the girl, she swam to the captain and cut through his bonds. The both were out of oxygen but somehow they made their way back to the DeepStar and stuck their heads in the open porthole to breath in the sparkling water. 

Slipping inside the sub they rejoiced that they had turned the camera off before leaving he sub. It would not do to have the world see the fight with the divers here in the salty depths. The trip back to the surface was uneventful. They met the support team at the dock and were helped into a waiting tank on the dock to prepare for the transition process back to air breathing. The people on the dock could not help but notice that Barbie was still nude and that her bikini was not in the sub. 

The transition process was performed behind a curtain with trained medical personnel assisting. This report will not go into the detail but it is enough to say that the transition from air to water was MUCH more pleasant than the transition from water back to air!