A continuation of this doodle page, expanding (huyehue) on the ideas of the human fella being a part of the crew as local stress relief. Based on a dream from the commissioner that I thought was fun to draw :3

It's been a few months at sea and the human fella gets used by the crew. The crew reckons that the sway of the ocean moving the ship is the perfect momentum needed to plow into this guy. The wheely dolly helps the fellas swelling and emptying belly not drag on the ground. He doesn't get much of a break, but when he does the orca spunk does messily spill out of him.

During a rough storm, the orca crew uses what they've got on hand to stop the rounded up human not get roughed up by the shaking ship. It's not like they can let him down to tuck him away somewhere... the guy is a semi-permanent fixture at this stage, he wont be needing his sea legs. They net him up, securing him in and giving him some blankets to weather out the storm. He's got precious cargo after all, with the orcas in him growing and stretching him bigger.

The Human Guy doesn't really know what he signed up for. The calves are kickin and it's been past the usual 9 months for putting out kids but you know what, he's no marine biologist. The ships cook, called Stew (he only makes stew), comes by and makes sure the human is eating enough for him and the cargo he's carrying. He's good to him, he's also gotta have a go at that generous human ass tho

The swabbie has to clean up after everyone, maybe he'll get a turn someday...