"Willy the Whaley: The Tourist Terrorslayer" is a hilarious and lighthearted horror story from the perspective of a whale being harassed by tourists in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. With a playful protagonist and a cast of overzealous tourists, this story is sure to leave you laughing and thinking twice about disturbing marine life.

Once upon a time, in the warm waters of Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, there lived a magnificent humpback whale named Willy. Willy was a peaceful creature, spending his days singing and swimming with his pod. But one day, everything changed.

Tourists had invaded his peaceful home, boats speeding through the water and cameras flashing. The tourists were everywhere, and they were all after one thing - a close-up shot of the magnificent Willy.

At first, Willy tried to ignore the invaders. But they were relentless, following him and his pod, shouting and making loud noises. The boats were getting too close, and the chaos was too much. Willy was starting to feel like he was trapped in a nightmare.

One day, a particularly persistent tourist boat cornered Willy. The tourists were inches away, reaching out to touch him, and the boat was so close that he could feel the waves from its motor. In that moment, something snapped.

Willy was tired of the constant harassment and he had had enough. With a mighty tail flip, he sent the boat flying, sending the tourists tumbling into the water. They swam back to shore, wet and shaken, and Willy was finally able to breathe easy again.

But the tourists weren't giving up that easily. They kept coming back, day after day, trying to get closer and closer to Willy. He started to feel like he was living in a horror movie, being stalked by the same relentless villains.

It was then that Willy came up with a plan. He was going to give the tourists a show they'd never forget. With his pod, he put on an incredible display of breaching, tail slapping, and song. The tourists were captivated, watching in awe as Willy and his pod performed.

When the show was over, the tourists slowly started to leave. They had gotten what they came for, and Willy was finally able to relax. But he had one last trick up his flipper. As the last boat was leaving, he sent a huge wave crashing over it, drenching the tourists once again.

From that day on, the tourists left Willy and his pod alone. They had finally learned that the ocean was no place for human interference, and that its inhabitants were to be respected and left in peace.