“It’s very unstable, Linda. It’s turning back into a tail again—I need a place to hide.” Dicken watched me, even as he spoke quietly in Mermish that I could understand perfectly.I did a double take as I watched him. Those were the first words I had heard from him after so many years. At once familiar and unknown, his voice left my whole body trembling.Dicken patted my hand with his leather-gloved hand then, and it soon slithered down to my nose and then my lips as he spoke raspily, “Do you still fear me now?”Nonetheless, I said nothing and simply grabbed his mask, firmly tearing off his face. It did not change despite his transfiguration: pale, handsome, and with pronounced facial bones. However, the upper tip of his ears resembled plant shoots slowly growing out of the ground, and while such an appearance could be a little frightening to other humans, I found it absolutely adorable, even funny. I couldn’t help giggling then, and tugged at his ears as if playing with a big dog.
I sniffed, inhaling the strong sweet scent deep within my lungs even as the repressed sensation of disappointment swelled over my chest, and I felt bitter once again.Still, I forced myself to smile despite my pain as another thought occupied my head: I was no more important than a descendant to Dicken, just like the crystals he had spread across various lands. Though he searched for me and protected me, he did all that to protect his blood which flows in my body—I am one of his few descendants, and the most disobedient at that.That being said, I also wondered what reason there was for me to be dissatisfied, and I would have been long dead as a child if not for Dicken.And as the merfolk’s leader, his duty was to protect his people and to ensure the perpetuity of the next generation.Fuck! Why would my thoughts keep drifting away? What had it to do with me…“Linda.”Dicken suddenly called me, interrupting my thoughts. Turning his head so that his ear brushed against my cheek, he
My heart was pounding as my breathing turned ragged, but I worked hard to calm myself. “Hey, Dicken—why don’t we talk about it? I want to know what I mean to you… Am I just a container for your genes to propagate your bloodline?”My heart clenched unwittingly even as I said those words, as if I was forcing myself to face a cruel truth. The smile was gone from Dicken’s face too, and he took a long look at my eyes, as if seriously considering the question.Dicken had been the king of the merfolk for a long time, and had lived through countless battles and slaughters in his long life. Still, I didn’t think that such a simple question would stump him.Sentiment, love, bonds—those were all emotions unique to humans, but would merfolk be able to feel the same as humans?Even if I had been with him before, I cannot use the rationale of a biologist to decide on such cross-species relationships. Moreover, my EQ was not at all high and I used to be a nerd who only knew about her own research
“That was why I had deliberately allowed myself to be caught, and I realized that you were looking at me as if I was a stranger. I was very jealous at the time, Linda, and had almost lost my sanity because of it, wanting nothing less than to make you completely mine in my frenzy. I was in heat, and yet you actually had the guts to approach me in the middle of me, teasing me so seductively—how could I stop myself from devouring you? I started to scheme through the days and night to defile you, yearning that you were an immature juvenile. That was why I started to use your curiosity against you…”At those words, Dicken’s lips curled up evilly and his tongue poked out to lick it, as if he was feeling smug about his perfect plan.“You bastard…” I couldn’t help pulling his ear, only for him to pin it down over my head. His tongue slithered from my chin to my cheek as he smooched me there firmly, keeping his lips close to my skin even as he breathed, “There was even less chance of me letti
Dicken nibbled my earlobe mischievously and licked it repeatedly, and I couldn’t help shuddering even as his webbed claws gripped my posterior even more tightly and caressed it without a care. My body slowly softened under his touch, and I couldn’t help throwing my arms around his neck and gulping, before opening my mouth and panting without control.Dicken was watching me with his captivating eyes from up close, as if he would drown me within the bottomless ocean that was his gaze, even as I saw my own reflection in his eyes.My own gaze was ablaze with raging desire, for I was utterly obsessed and dependent on the man before me. My eyes utterly bared the trust, passion, and every sentiment I wanted to hide, but those feelings were at once violent and endless, and it felt as if they would burst out of my body and surged towards Dicken’s body, urgently wanting to melt into him.My mind was clearly aware that I had fallen utterly. Dicken’s overbearing and unreserved love for me had i
The mutation of my body was very violent this time, as if my human genes were warring violently against the merfolk genes. My blood appeared to be surging crazily through my arteries, carrying a power as it moved, and my body was almost bursting from it. Even so, I didn’t have the time to feel pain or shock, and I kept my eyes tightly shut, trembling even as I felt everything.Amidst the endlessly grilling process, Dicken held on tightly to my body until my transformation was complete. I leaned over his broad chest, and though my brain was mush and my spirit was utterly worn, I was tormented by my receptivity after mutating, and instinctively coiled my recently formed tail over Dicken’s, grinding and caressing like a newborn child thirsting for milk. There were no words to describe how I felt right now. It was obvious that everything above my thighs were human and the purpose stayed the same, but every inch of skin beneath my recently grown skin seemed to have become erogenous spots
I dreamed an exceedingly erratic dream.I saw my parents in faraway Japan, and my friends who were seeing me off at the harbor before my voyage. I saw the many things that had happened at Lemenland and the underwater realm that resembled a graveyard. I saw Jack Peter, Jolin, as well as Gary and Laura—along with a whole load of messy stuff.The memories played in my mind like slides in a film, rapidly and silently, before everything was eventually reduced to fragments of light that drifted towards the distance. I flexed my soft, long fishtail and tracked Dicken through a bright corridor that looked like it could be a corridor that stretches through time. Everything I had gone through seemed to rush past me, all those past delights and tribulations quietly falling into the water and leaving me behind.“Linda?! Linda?! Can you hear me? Where are you?!”As I groggily floated around the water currents, a voice jolted me awake, and I opened my heavy eyelids to glance at a pile of clot
There were no lights in the canals around me, which kept the Aquatic Organisms Research Lab in the darkness. However, there were city lights not that far away, and boats of various sizes were traveling through the canals. The torrential rain which had yet to stop left me even more panicked.Those Nazi bastards had chased us here again. I had no idea if Gary and Laura were still alive—did they know that Dicken was here? If they did, what were they going to do?In truth, the entire city was under the mafia’s control, and that German company must have formed a partnership with them. In the end, this was a territory belonging to humans, and would Dicken stand a chance if they worked together?He was the king of the seas who could defeat even gulper eels, but this was not the ocean. In fact, he was in utter disadvantage and may well be a living target for the advanced weaponry of humankind. Dicken would know that, which was why he had disguised himself to infiltrate the mafia.That only