Page 20 of Not Your Ordinary Shifter

“Fuck?” Of course we can! Put your fingers in there...” He pointed to an area high on the front of my new tail. I was surprised to feel a slit about five inches long that was covered bywhat felt like puffy labia. When I parted them, I found a velvety passageway that seemed to go quite far into my body. I looked up at Marcel and grinned.

“That should be fun!”

“Yes, indeed! That one’s for fucking. For disposing of waste, you have one in the rear. Very efficient. Of course, you can get fucked in the rear passage, too – just like when you were human.”

I didn’t tell him that Derrick and I had never had sex involving my bottom.

“You can even have very satisfying sex with an orca, if you’re so inclined,” Marcel told me, releasing me from unhappy memories of sex with Derrick.

“An orca? You’re not serious. Those things are huge!”

“Of course they are, and they absolutely love to fuck mermaids. I’ve been told it’s an amazing feeling for the girls. Some orca penises measure eight feet long! I’d stay away from the bigger whales, though, if I were you. The Blue whale’s penis can be twelve to fourteen inches in diameter. Also, they can shoot gallons of sperm into your hoo-ha. Now, octopuses are another experience altogether. Eight tentacles make for a very happy coupling!”

My new hoo-ha gave a small shiver of arousal. “What about... dolphins?”

“Oh, baby! You’ll love it when you get fucked by a dolphin, and I sincerely hope I get to be your first. They travel in pods and take turns with you. A ménage with dolphins is what a lot of mermaids choose. We also have a great sense of humor.”

“Wow!”

“The pod we ran into, or, rather,youran into, already has a mermaid partner. Her name is Cybelle, and you’ll meet her when we get to the King of the merfolk’s palace. But I am alsoa dolphin, and I can shift whenever you wish me to. You’ll get plenty of dolphin sex if you choose to stay with me!”

“I think I’d like that?”

“Trust me, Audrey. If you thought getting fucked by a merman was hot, wait until you try my dolphin penis. It’s prehensile, you know.”

I looked blankly at him, having no idea what that meant.

“I can extend it, swivel it, and make it grasp onto your inner folds so we stay connected for as long as we like. You’ll have a safe word, of course.”

“Okay. That sounds hot, but I’m confused. Do I need to be in mermaid form for you to have sex with me?”

“Darling girl! Of course not. Human pussies are quite able to stand having a dolphin penis inserted into them!”

“Do you have a... a pod?” I asked him. The currents swirled around us, and the fronds of seaweed waved sensuously in them.

“I don’t have one at present. My mother, father, and sister were captured and taken to Dolphin Cove in Jamaica. They’re quite happy – the park takes good care of them – and I’m able to visit during the off-season. It’s hard not seeing them much, though. I have posted a request on the community bulletin-board, asking if there are any pods that need a new member, but no one has replied yet. Now, let’s swim on and go see the King.”

I felt bad for Marcel. He must be lonely without a pod, but I hoped he would find me to be a good substitute. Glancing at him, I saw he was looking quite eager, probably because he was looking forward to seeing the king. I looked forward to meeting the king, too.

“There’s just one king?”

“No, indeed. This ocean has at least four. It’s a big job, and one king alone couldn’t possibly manage it.”

I looked forward to seeing more merfolk. I guess I was one, now.

We swam on, Marcel pointing out fascinating things as we made our way to Dorado, the place where the merfolk of this part of the ocean lived. I was scared when a huge eel fish swam up to us and writhed his long, snake-like body against me. Marcel assured me that was simply his way of saying ‘hello,’ but it felt as though he was looking to hook up. I patted the eel fish, and it rubbed its head against my hand before swimming off.

Shortly after this, we saw a change in the light ahead of us. We swam towards it. I was still marveling at how easy it was to swim with a tail, not to mention my new-found ability to breathe underwater. Soon, shapes that resembled a huge castle and multiple houses appeared, and I heard a sound that sounded like cheering. As we got nearer, I saw a crowd of beautiful creatures with human torsos and heads, and tails like mine, ahead of us. Some of them had scales like Marcel, while others had torsos as smooth skinned as mine was. They all faced us as we approached and, sure enough, they were greeting us as we came near.

“Welcome, Audrey!”

“We’re so glad you’re here!”

“Greetings, new mermaid!”

The throng of voices sounded like music, and I was soon surrounded by beautiful beings who petted and stroked me, but never seemed overwhelming in their appreciation.

Marcel and I were escorted into a magnificent palace made of coral and seashells. The walls were translucent, and the strange pink light that illuminated everything made them glow, even though we were deep under the sea at this point. There were couches made of natural sponges and tables that looked to be carved from amber or tortoiseshell. Marcel saw me staring atone of the tortoiseshell tables and hastened to reassure me. “The tortoises bring us the shell when one of them dies. Tortoiseshell has magical properties and, for centuries, humans killed the poor animals for it. It’s illegal to do that now, but the tortoises don’t forget, and they never want humans to steal their shells ever again.”

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