บททั้งหมดของ The Merman, My Man: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

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

I could no longer compel myself to calm down under Laura’s pressed questioning. I rushed to pick up the clothes quickly as if they were the incriminating pieces of evidence. I clumped them together in a ball and ran to the door.Suddenly, Laura sounded serious, as if she was interrogating me, “Linda, where do you think you’re going?”I couldn’t stop feeling guilty, and my back was soaking with sweat. I pushed the glass door open and lied, “Doctor Laura, I am so sorry. There’s an emergency from home. I have to go back immediately. I’ve booked an air ticket earlier today and will be leaving tonight.” All I wanted to do was leave that place as soon as possible. So all I could do was make up some excuses. The dream I had of Dicken turning into a man was indeed absurd. A merman evolving into a human being definitely did not conform to evolution science. But there were too many ridiculous incidences that happened to me all this while. I couldn’t help but feel numb at the thought of a

"No! It’s not what you think!" Gary became even more emotional than me. He grabbed my wrist with his veined arms and hurriedly said, “I did plan to invite you to the government merman research project. But I am not a part of the plan you mentioned! It was because your results were outstanding and my selfishness blinded me. I wish I had more opportunities to get along with you...” He looked into my eyes. It made me feel very uncomfortable because he seemed to see something by staring at me! His pupils dilated, and his breathing became more rapid. It was as if he was irritated. He must have been recalling the scene where the beast violated me.  Suddenly, he shook his head madly and said in pain, “I don’t know why Laura would do these to you. Treating you as...” “Stop it! Gary! If you feel even a little guilty for me, help me get out of here, regardless of Laura’s control. I want to go home,” I interrupted Gary. I was highly embarrassed by his descriptions. I closed my eyes an

"No, please don’t! I’m not his breeder!" I cut off the soldier’s words immediately. I was eager to stay clear of Dicken. Any words that were related to Dicken and me made me nervous. I grasped my collars helplessly, forcing myself to calm down quickly. But then I smelled the thick, humid scent of Dicken’s body. The smell was getting closer to me, and I was surrounded by it within a second. I started to see Dicken crawling towards me. Memories of the bits and pieces began flashing back in my mind. I was terrified, and I had to leave. I fled to the cabin in a great rush and closed the door with a slam. Gary caught up behind but was locked outside. “Miss. Linda! We need your help!” “Linda! D*mn it! Let me in!” They were slapping the cabin door violently. Gary and the soldiers were shouting outside, but I pressed my back firmly against the cabin door. I was then occupied with all kinds of emotions. The images of being raped by Dicken filled my mind. Shame, fear, and irrit

I thought to myself, ‘Ah, this feels like a natural cold compress. And the coolness it’s transmitting to me feels so gentle.’ Even though our bodies were plastered tightly against each other, my clothes, dampened by sweat, were in the way. My hands couldn’t help but reach down and start tearing them away. The unknown person seemed to have understood what I was trying to do. He reached out his cool hands towards the hem of my shirt and lifted it. He tore my shirt away in a swift but rough motion and pulled my pants down. I was finally fully naked and in the embrace of this figure whose skin exuded coolness. Every cell in my body rejoiced as they welcomed the refreshing feeling, and the restless torment of hunger for coolness was relieved slowly but surely. It felt so gratifying that I could’ve fallen asleep at any moment. But the stiff object was still poking against my abdomen. That was the main thing preventing me from falling asleep. So, I squirmed and wriggled to display m