Ariel Gets Legs Little Mermaid Paused Novels & Stories

I asked freaking out and my heart beating loudly as I noticed that I didn't have legs anymore but a fin, a mermaid fin! "You've finally turned into a mermaid," Dean answered while I felt like I was going to puke. "Mermaid? What the? Mee??? No no no I don't want to be a mermaid!!! I can't spend the rest of my life in the pool!! I want to walk around and--" "Breath!" Dean rubbed my arms in a soothing manner. "That's it honey, take deep breaths and calm down," I took a deep breath staring at him. How are we supposed to fuck each other when I don't have legs or a vagina???

I said, looking down at the sweet girl. "The little mermaid!" She shouted excitedly. Chloe moaned. "Hey Heather." I said and she looked up at me. "Auntie Chloe is a real mermaid." Heathe's face lit up like a Christmas Tree as she looked at Chloe. "Can I call you Ariel?" She asked before launching herself into Chloe's arms making her grunt. ***

Daniel asked his wife while he ran his hands up and down her shoulders. "I would be lying if I said I wasn't. But I'm more excited than anything. I'll finally be able to run in wolf form," Ariel exhaled. "I'll need you to strip, Luna," Lily instructed. "And then I want you to lie down right here when you're done." Lily pointed to a spot they cleaned on the floor that they spread a white sheet over. Lucy then sprinkled a handful of dirt that she scooped up outside on the surface of the blanket.

Instead, they prayed in their hearts that their master loved the girl. Ariel stifled when she felt the air behind her changing, she turned around, her eyes met with the sapphire blue eyes staring back at her and she turned into a mumbling mess. "W.. what are you..u doing...g? Please let me go, I am so scared. Ple.a...se d.. don't hu... at me." Ariel pleaded bending her head, Dylan's eyes narrowed on the woman who was busy begging like he was going to eat her up. Although he felt he was burning and hot, he could still control his urges pretty well.

Broken from the inside. She tried to ignore it. She went to call a maid to clean it up. It was late, the house was quiet and the only sounds were drops of rain coming from outside. Ariel moved quickly, barefoot, and headed down to call a maid and grab a glass of water. The lights were dimmed, then - her foot slipped. She hit the stairs hard, tumbling down with a scream, her body slamming against the railing. By the time she stopped moving, her breath was ragged, her shin throbbing, blood seeping through a gash on her arm.

Ariel's eyes fell on her son paddling his little feet on the ground. Ariel rushed to her son immediately and held him in his hands, she patted his head softly with a smile on her face. "My little prince, why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to follow bad uncles? Where is Grandma?" Ariel inquired looking into the car.

_Aria's POV_ The next morning, I woke up feeling much better. The herbal balm Clara had used the day before had worked wonders. My ankle still felt slightly sore but the sharp pain was gone. After breakfast, I joined the others for training. This time I was much more careful. Jane refused to let me overwork myself and watched me closely the entire morning. "You are not allowed to injure yourself again," she informed me. "That sounds unfair." "It sounds intelligent." "I preferred it when you were nicer."

~A RECKLESS SECOND~ AMAYA Halfway down the staircase, I stopped. A cartoon played loudly on the television while Ariel stood in front of it, doing a clumsy little dance with a cookie in her hand. Every few seconds, she laughed at something on the screen and spun around carelessly. The sound of her laughter filled the house. Maria stood near the dining area watching her with the softest smile on her face, like Ariel’s happiness alone was enough to brighten her entire morning.

The screen formed fully, it was blank for a few seconds, I folded my arms, yawning in boredom as I watched where he would go with this. Eventually, details began to form and I strained my eyes to see. Immediately, recognition flashed through them. Ariel was jogging and it seemed someone was watching her. She paused and looked through the mirror, making me smile. I was glad she learned something from me, the act of observation. "She knows."

I replied, trying to avoid the curious gazes of the other maids. "Of course! You'd come up with the innocent act again!" The maid said, glaring at me. I stared at her in confusion, not understanding why she hated me so much. She probably mistook me for another maid she hated. Ava spoke up in my defence, "Leave her alone, Briella." "You know she has been ill for a while." "Oh shut it! Little Miss Goody Two-Shoes!" Briella shot back at Ava contemptuously. "I'm not even surprised that you two weaklings would stick together." She said, laughing.