The statue was indeed beautiful and so carefully carved that it looked real. As if it could come alive in an instant. Poseidon was carved out of a blue-green marble, surrounded by stylized dolphins that resembled more fish and octopuses. It was a thing of beauty, truly and if it had come alive, you would have been ready to worship it in an instant. And who knows? You might have acce[ted the sea god's advances on the spot, and willingly so, right there on the warm and soft sand. As the waves submerged you with each little tide, your cum and Poseidon's sperm would have mingled with the foam and he would have left you with a demigod to grow in your womb and belly, ready to embrace a glorious destiny in a few decades' time. Such thoughts would have been unthinkable to you as a male but whether it was the effects of your transformation, the glamour of the statue or simply the glare of the sun upon your head, but new thoughts were making their way into your mind and to be honest, they were not so odd or repulsive, quite the contrary...
As you were gazing still at the statue, a shape emerged from the cool sea which startled you. You focused your attention upon it. You thought at first that it was a whale but it was a shell. A clam-shell. A gigantic clam-shell. Its shape was utterly perfect, its shell with its fine lace-like structure licked by delicate waves of water, as white as ivory. It opened then, its mother-of-pearl the most gorgeous sight to behold, mesmerizing you. The bottom half contained a soft pillow, which seemed full of down feathers. It possessed a sweet smell, delicate, perfumed and slightly sugary. Faint but so enthralling that you started towards it before you realized what was happening. You could not resist it. You waded in the waves to climb upon the soft cushion and you were right. The pillow was as soft as satin and you curled up, ready to nap and rest. Yes, you really needed a rest. You'd feel so much better afterwards. A wave of comfort and reassurance washed over you and even as the clam closed itself on you, you felt no fear whatsoever. It was so, so comfortable, it was unthinkable it could harm you. Whatever happened, it could only be good and your eyes didn't need help in drooping and your breathing to become regular. Your entire body relaxed as the light became darker and rosy. Perfect to slumber and rest indeed. Rapidly, you were fast asleep, and let the clam-shell work its magic on you. You were now mere putty in its soft and delicate power.