Page 26 of Not Your Ordinary Shifter

“This is where we come to be called up when a human dies and has a dream wish that one of us can fulfill. We take turns and it’s lots of fun,” Muriel giggled. “Last time I was chosen, I got to be a naughty nurse to a man who’d always dreamed of being a baby with someone who would cuddle him and change his nappies! He soon got tired of that though and wanted to have all the dirty sex he’d never had.”

“How come you came back here?” I wondered.

“Oh, we always come back eventually, but remember, time is not the same here. He had other dreams after that, but they weren’t of me. Someone else took over, and I needed to be under water again, anyway. We can only stay in the air for so long.”

I felt a presence behind my back, and when I turned around, I saw that the pirate had joined us.

“Hello, Audrey. I’m Trevor. I’m sorry I wasn’t chosen to join you on the island. It’s so unfair that Marcel got to go! He’s not even a real man!” His voice was whiney, and I bristled. ‘Not even a real man,’ indeed! Marcel was more than enough real man for me!

I remembered what Marcel had said about this pirate and decided to ignore his rude characterization of my mer-mate. “Nice to meet you, Trevor. Were you a pirate in your previous life?”

“Indeed, I was! I swashbuckled my way around the seven seas, capturing gold doubloons and ravishing maidens. And very grateful those maidens were, I can tell you! If you’d ever fantasized about being ravished by a pirate, I would have made your dreams come true.”

I remembered my dream, and if Trevor had risen up out of the sea in answer to it, I was sure I would have loved everyminute of the ravishing. But Marcel was my chosen mate! How could I forget how amazing dolphin sex had been?

“Thank you, Trevor, but I’m very happy to be with Marcel. I’m sure you’re a great ravisher, though.”

“Come with me and find out, Audrey. Marcel would tell you to explore your desires all you want.”

My three mer-girlfriends all urged me to go with the handsome pirate.

“Marcel won’t mind, Audrey! He’d be the first to tell you to have fun with Trevor, and Trevor isamazeballs!” Muriel told me, clapping her hands in the graceful, wavey way they all moved.

I gave in. “Okay, I’ll go with you. Thank you, Trevor.” And I allowed him to grab my hand and pull me through the room and out into the corridor. I belatedly realized that Trevor had legs, not a tail. “How come you don’t have a tail, Trevor?” I asked him.

“I do actually have a tail; I just don’t appear that way right now. I could shift back if you needed me to, though.”

“You can choose?” I looked at my beautiful tail and wondered aloud if I could also ‘choose’ to change back to having legs.

“Of course! Would you like to shift back to legs for your ravishment?”

I rather thought I would. “Yes, please, Trevor. I’ll be able to get my tail back, though, right?”

“Of course. Now, close your eyes and imagine your body with legs. They can be just like they were before, when you were alive, or you can sculpt them to order.”

“How?” I was intrigued.

“Well, say you want to have legs like Cindy Crawford or Heidi Klum. Just wish for it.”

“I think I’ll stick with my old ones, if that’s okay?”

“Of course. You were and are a beautiful woman. So, just close your eyes and concentrate on what you want.”

I did as I was told, and I felt a very strange feeling below my waist – not painful, but intense. Then, I opened my eyes and looked down at my legs... and my bare feet. I briefly wished I’d had a pedicure before I died, but, no worries. Trevor apparently didn’t care.

He nodded in approval. “Good girl. Now, your fantasy involves being tied up, correct?”

“I don’t think so, but it sounds hot.”

“Good. I love tying girls up. I’ve taken several courses.” Trevor was looking less scowly and much more engaging every minute. Still smoking hot, though.

“Would you like me to have a peg leg?” he asked me.

“Oh no! I like your legs just fine. You wouldn’t be able to chase me if you had a wooden leg, right?”

“I’d forgotten you had a chasing fantasy. No problem. Now, we’re going to exit through that door, and you should go first.”

Trevor had donemostof his homework, anyway. And apparently Ididcome with a manual.

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