Even though I couldn’t tell what the scary being before me was thinking, I could tell that he was furious. If his actions from before were done in his normal mood, I didn’t dare to think what would have happened if he was angry.My heart felt like it was in my throat as the feeling of impending danger made my whole body tense. Dicken bent down and I thought he was about to snap my neck in half with his jaw, but he just stuck his nose to my collarbone and inhaled my scent like an addict.He said some things he had never said before and it sounded like he said the words ‘I’ and ‘you’ in Japanese. Then it sounded like he was saying ‘You are mine’ in Japanese.I was shocked when I realized he was speaking to me in my mother tongue. Was he learning Japanese?It hadn’t even been that long since he was caught. How could he have learnt Japanese within such a short span of time? As if he was trying to help verify my thoughts, he leaned closer to my upper neck and I felt his hot breath on my e
At that point, Dicken had already let go of me. He leaned against the wall with a contented look on his face, his tail playfully swiped across my calves as he stared at me with his slanted eyes. He was such a scary fellow. He knew what I feared, my weaknesses, and what I needed. That was why the offer he laid out on the negotiation table was so attractive.Taking into consideration my meeting with him when I was a child, it was like he had weaved a large web to trap me in. Back then, he planted a seed into my subconscious that took root and grew in my mind.He was already like a spider back then as he watched me take step after step, moving deeper into the web he had spun. And by the time I could react, there was no turning back. I couldn’t help but think that with his intellect, schemes, and slyness, he must have had intelligence that was on the same level as humans!I clenched my fists again and took a deep breath. It didn’t seem like I had any other choice but to take Dicken’s
Dicken stared at me in my white coat with his deep gaze. It was as if he could see through the layers of clothes right to my naked body, which provoked me to kick his fishtail to the side with anger. I made sure I was adequately covered and wrapped my coat tightly around me.I pretended to lean against the desk and took out the anaesthesia syringe from the drawer behind me, and secretly hid it away under my sleeve.I was afraid to look directly at Dicken’s eyes, worried that I would be caught from my inner guilt. In actual fact, in his eyes, I have always felt like an innocent child, which he could easily see right through me in a glance.Fortunately, I thank God that I was just overwhelmed in my own thoughts, and he did not notice my abnormal behavior.With my prayers in mind, I turned around as calmly as I could while trying to sort the tools needed to study the merman. Holding those tools in hand, I then squatted right beside him.I silently planned the steps needed to measure his p
My mind was blown. There was no question that he was mocking me. In a rage, I took a syringe from the tray and stabbed it into Dicken’s arm. I said in an angry tone, “Excuse me, but I need a sample of your blood for my research!” I thought he would have fought or struggled because the bleeding would usually cause animals and beasts to be defensive. But it wasn’t, and I was irritated. I would rather he fought back instead of teasing or mocking me. What was unexpected was, he did not take a defensive stance or show any signs of discontent. He just retracted his smile and relaxed the muscles in his arm to accommodate me jabbing the syringe into it. He tilted his head and quietly watched as I extracted a tube of his blue-colored blood. The moment I pulled the syringe out and my hand had left his arm, he immediately caught my arms and pulled me onto him. I reflexively steadied myself by pushing my hand onto the floor, which prevented my face from colliding with his as I felt my hear
Unmistakably, my actions were an encouragement to Dicken as his movements sped up. He steadied my waist with one hand while the other lifted the hem of my lab coat. He admired my lower body that he had lifted right above his. With his lips against my chest, he muttered satisfyingly, “Oh Linda, my Linda.” I gritted my teeth to prevent myself from releasing any shameful moans. My hand was still fumbling around my sleeve in search of the tranquilizer until I finally had it in my hand. With trembling fingers, I peeled off the safety cap on the syringe needle and stabbed it into the vial of tranquilizer to extract some. This vial of liquid was now as precious as holy water to me. I carefully raised the syringe and swung it down toward his neck. But all of a sudden, Dicken’s tail moved, and the world spun around me. In a blink of an eye, Dicken was pressed on top of me. The syringe filled with tranquilizer had accidentally jabbed into my left hand from the sudden motion.“F*ck! F*ck
The moment of fear gave my body newfound strength as the adrenaline coursed through my veins. I gripped the syringe tightly and stabbed it into the artery in Dicken’s neck. With whatever energy I could muster, I pushed the plunger down as hard as I could and injected the tranquilizer. Dicken’s body quivered, but his arms still held onto my waist tightly. The assault of his tongue intensified for several seconds before the effects of the drug completely took over. His body gradually weakened until he finally collapsed onto me. I wasn’t bothered by his weight on top of me. Instead, I was more concerned about the surveillance camera as I stared at it. I lay on the floor to catch my breath as the battle against Dicken’s advances had drained me of my strength. The lingering sensation of his tongue was still flooding my senses in waves. My legs were still trembling, so I couldn’t even push his tail out from between them. All I could do was try to push myself away from him. Every push
Every inch of my skin felt tainted. Dicken’s breath and touch seemed to have seeped into my bones. I stood in the bathroom, cleaning myself from head to toe with the hot water flowing down my body. The water was so hot that it caused my skin to turn red. That way, it would feel like my body had been cleansed of shame. I crouched down helplessly and buried my face into my arms as I cried from losing my strength and dignity as an adult woman. My mind was a mess as I didn’t expect this turn of events. ‘If my father knew about this, he would rather not have a daughter like me!’ I was a young and aspiring biologist with hopes and dreams up to about a week ago. But at that moment, I was trapped in this reservoir and had become nothing but an object of gratification to the merman. He had teased and violated me time and time again, but I could only keep quiet and pretend none of this happened. ‘No! It shouldn’t be like this!’ I tugged at my wet hair crazily as my mind filled with int
Suddenly, I realized a significant difference—Dicken’s fishtail was gone! Instead, I could only see a pair of long and muscular legs standing upright. As for the girthy member between his legs, it hung from his crotch flaccidly as it swayed along to his every movement. I had fantasized about Dicken as a human being before. That way, I could beat him up as I wished to avenge myself. And in that dream, my wish came true.However, I couldn’t find it in me to raise my fist as I watched Dicken take one step after another toward me. I wanted to wake up from this nightmare, but it felt like I was trapped, doomed to this dream, unable to wake up and unable to escape. Dicken approached closer and closer until his naked body was pressing on me against the wall. His cold and sturdy chest was plastered against me, and his solid muscles rubbed against my skin, causing me to tremble. It all felt so real, as if it were taking place in reality. He seemed about three meters tall when he stood be