I wrote in my diary. “10th September 2012, cloudy. “Professor Gary and I have been drifting at sea for three days, but we have found no merpeople.“I’m beginning to question the existence of merpeople, but the dreams keep me going. “I don’t want Gary to know what I dreamt of, and I feel like he’s keeping something from me.”As I looked at my reflection on the cabin window, I realized I had lost some weight. My figure was slimmer, and my face was pale. That much was clear without looking too hard. Looking like this, I would be laughed at by my classmates. Of all the research topics I could have chosen, I picked such a difficult one. Just then, someone shouted from outside the cabin, “Linda! Come out quickly! I think there’s something beneath the water!” I put down my pen and immediately rushed out, bumping into Professor Gary at the door. He was holding a deep-sea monitoring device that could monitor the conditions underwater. He raised the screen of the device before
My intuition told me that this being was more dangerous than a shark. Its danger did not lie in its physical strength, but in its mysterious ability to captivate people’s attention, and even caused them to die for it!The divers finally managed to put the merperson into a pre-prepared water tank. Gary gave the divers a signal and they held the merman down right next to me. With a syringe in hand, I carefully injected some tranquilizer into his beautiful tail. After administering the injection, I couldn’t help but feel the streamlined tail. Its coolness to the touch seemed familiar yet foreign at the same time. The merman in my dream also had a smooth tail like this. As I gently lifted up the scales, I saw that underneath it looked very similar to human skin. If it weren’t for the anatomic structure of the tail, I would have thought there were two legs in there. ‘Why did I think about this?’ Startled by my own thoughts, my hand accidentally touched his tail fin. Instant
“I didn’t examine the merman further yesterday. I believe highly intelligent creatures like merpeople would resort to extreme measures when agitated, even to the point of committing suicide. “I had to ensure his safety. I will get the ship crew to help prepare a large acrylic water tank. “Whenever I think of his stare, I can't help but shiver. I have to be the first to unravel this mystery...”As I wrote in my diary, there was a knock on my cabin door. I immediately shut my diary and shoved it under the blanket. I didn’t want Gary to know about my diary. I went to open the door and shuffled back to bed pretending as if I had just woken up. Gary held the finger that was wounded yesterday and proceeded to disinfect it with a cotton ball. “Ouch! You’re doing this on purpose!” I shouted. Gary disregarded my dissatisfaction and said, “I’m warning you, don’t get close to the merman alone. If I find you doing that behind my back, you’re going to get it!”While saying that, he
The tank wasn’t illuminated so I couldn’t see his face clearly aside from his contours. Even then, I could feel his gaze following me. His gaze made me tremble and made my legs feel like they were frozen, unable to take another step. The merman seemed like he could read my mind because I suddenly felt as if he was encouraging me to go forward. He must have closed his eyes because I couldn’t feel his terrifying gaze anymore. I mustered up the courage and continued toward the silhouette in the tank. The merman in the tank floated peacefully, he looked like he was sleeping. The piercing gaze I felt earlier must have been my imagination. I got a better look at him as I moved closer. There seemed to be a shiny protective membrane on his skin, enticing me to touch it. Through the wall of transparent acrylic, I imagined how his skin would have felt. Right then, I noticed a grave wound on his right arm! Even the bone underneath was visible. Based on the shape of the wound, it see
I secretly reached for the tranquilizer gun on my waist, ready to whip it out and fire it at him. I wasn’t in a dream. How could I be constrained by such a lewd being? Suddenly, a hoarse voice said… “Di-ck-en.”“Di-ck-en.”I was sure that the voice came from the merman, the hoarseness of his voice sounded as if he hadn’t spoken in a very long time. ‘Is the merman trying to communicate with me?‘Oh my god! Am I the first human in history to be speaking to a merperson?’I was so excited that I forgot about the danger that befell me just a moment ago. I mustered the strength to prop myself up so that we were on a parallel line of sight. It was only then that I realized how naive I was. The expression on that handsome face was definitely one that was teasing me. But I didn’t want to give up. I let myself calm down and spoke slowly, “Hey Mr. Merman, I have no ill intentions. I just saw the wound on your arm and wanted to treat it for you.” I even pointed at the wound. Bu
After being shot in the shoulder, he blankly lifted his head to look at me. With a cold look in his eyes, I couldn’t help but feel goosebumps rising on my skin. I even thought the tranquilizer wasn’t working. Luckily, the situation was under control. The merman weakly collapsed onto the tank cover. I let out a sigh of relief and rushed to get out of there. As I did that, I slipped and fell unknowingly onto him in a straddling position. The merman that was originally in the process of passing out was now shocked awake. Not only that, he looked like he was satisfied with this development. The merman lifted his head and started grinding against the area between my legs, stimulating my sensitive region. Even though his eyes were only half opened, he showed no signs of passing out and continued teasing me instead. I panicked internally and pointed the tranquilizer gun at his head, threatening him, “Hey pal, you do know how powerful this is right? If you continue moving, I will
As I was deliberating whether or not to fire, the merman tugged my hand and placed it back onto his abdomen, his large hand covering mine and guiding it to feel his solid abs.I noticed his tail was wagging again as if he was trying to humor the hand that was touching him.He wanted me to touch him?Were merpeople social with humans like dolphins were and like to be touch?I felt like I had opened a new avenue in communicating with merpeople. When conducting research on animals, people often think about how they can pacify them. But if merpeople and humans could communicate peacefully and we could meet their demands, wouldn’t that mean we can understand them better?I started to take his lead and relaxed my hand, feeling the solid contours of his abs.His skin was shiny and smooth, and his muscles were rock solid. A feeling of excitement rose from within me and I couldn’t deny it. If this were to be the body of
On one hand, I was rubbing his dick up and down, on the other I was trying to brainwash myself that this wasn’t what I was doing. The foreskin on his dick seemed like it was stuck to my palm. I couldn’t help but imagine if a merman were to have intercourse, his foreskin would have stuck onto the vaginal walls and their partner wouldn’t be able to get away. This train of thought caused me to blush in both my face and ears. To make this embarrassing experience end as soon as possible, I decided to rub faster to speed up his release. As expected, the dick in my hand grew hotter and it grew even larger than before. The merman’s breathing became increasingly labored and his tail tangled around my legs like it had a mind of its own. He also thrust forward and backward along with the movement of my hand. How did things turn out like this — embracing each other, my hand stimulating his penis, and his tail intertwining around my legs. It was as though I was having intercourse with the