Chapter 9: Towards to Atlantica for Fun!
Ariel quickly descends towards her secret grotto, filled with surface artefacts, not realizing that I have tagged along for the ride.
As a ghost, I didn't need to breathe underwater or breathe in general, but it did take some efforts on my part to keep up with her speed.
Mermaids are really fast in water, and if it isn't for her nice buttocks, inviting me to touch them once more, I might have lost sight of her.
Heh. What? I totally grope them, but they aren't not as firm or as nice as a real ass though.
Bummer.
Anyway, after interacting with me and being taught the special greeting by me, the little mermaid did not feel the same allure as she used to when being surrounded by sunken treasures. It is exactly what is on her mind as she scans each of the item in her secret grotto.
Honestly, Ariel sure collects a lot of garbage, but one man's trash is a little girl's treasure. Hah!
I watch her, swimming back and forth, pondering to herself while trailing my spunk along the way. She did get coated in the stuff. I mean really coated.
And I really want to coat her again.
"W-what happen to your clothes, girl!?"
What? Who said that!?
Unholy shit. Is it this crab here!?
There is a red crab crawling on a rock. Its two huge eyes are staring at Ariel. Wait. I think I know who this is. It is the demon from Black Butler!
As I try to recall the name, Ariel realises that she is naked, having forgotten to reclaim her seashell bra and allowing me to stare at her chest as her breasts bounce nicely up and down in the water. It is quite rhythmically hypnotizing.
Ah fuck! Why are you running my fun, stupid crab!? I will steam you alive when I have a chance!
"Sebastian! I didn't you there. It must have gotten caught on some corals!"
Ariel immediately makes something up before she covers her breasts with both of her hands. Without delay, she swims behind one of the dressing curtains that she had recovered from a sunken ship.
And once Ariel merges again, she is now wearing another pair of seashells, cupping around her perfect perky breasts once more.
Actually, she looks a lot more appetizing now. Bare breasts are one thing, but bikini is another. I think I just drool a little.
"And what is that you have on your face and hair, Ariel?"
The crab huffs while squinting his eyes to inspect her face and crimson hair, taking note of my streamy spunks. It will take a lot of effort to wash them out.
"Oh that?"
Ariel touches her face and hair, feeling the stickiness caking her fingers.
"I was. Oh. I was trying out a new facial cream. Supposed to do wonders for the skin. It is also editable. I must have put too much on myself and it stuck to my hair."
Ariel spews bullshit.
I totally didn't teach her any of that, but she has my compliment.
Good job, Ariel!
My cock becomes hard when Ariel begins to rub her face and lick her fingers.
Did she just do that!? Can I fuck her by possessing a crab!? No. Damn it.
The crab is suspicious, nonetheless.
And from the thought bubble hovering above his head, he had never heard of such a thing in all of the underwater kingdom, so the cream must have come from the surface world.
It totally did. I am from the surface world. Hah!
"You have gone to the surface, haven't you?"
The crab accuses.
"No. Of course not. Father has warned me about such thing."
Ariel denies hastily and begins to swim home. The crab follows her closely behind, taking note of that cream still stuck to her hair, slowly dispersing into the ocean.
I chuckle and follow her behind. Good thing she is not speeding away since her babysitter is still just a crab, not able to move quickly through water.
And as I did so, I ponder what kind of bullshit excuses I should give Ariel as her father to fuck her cunt and ass. Ah. Whatever. It isn't like she knows how to use them as a mermaid anyway.
Maybe after possessing her father, I get to know about how mermaids and mermen procreate.
I sure hope it isn't like in futurama, because that is disgusting.
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Erosire
Erosire More fun next chapter with King Triton and Ariel. See you tomorrow, I guess. Most of these are just for fun.
Read the main story, Ghost of Culture for the actual story. It is 80% porn and 20% story, while this is just 99% porn and 1% rambling. Hah!
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