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2024/05/16
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Cindy was the same as any other budding young girl. She loved mermaids more than anything in the world. She loved to watch mermaid movies, had mermaid posters and dolls, and listened to mermaid themed music. If it was mermaid related, then Cindy was all about it.
She lay on her bedroom floor, coloring in a drawing she’d just completed; a mermaid of course. The night had been quiet, and she’d retired to her bed so her parents could spend some ‘alone time’. She didn’t mind… it gave her plenty of time to draw mermaids… and she was content with that outcome. If only the howling of the sea wind would die down. It was distracting… like a siren’s song… that’s exactly what it was… a song?
She heard it again… a high, and beautiful song. It was unlike anything she’d heard before. It was an ethereal and haunting melody. She looked out the window, out to her shoreline. The unnatural fog rolled in across the bay, shrouding the beachside house from the outside world. There sat a creature from the realm of her imagination, combing its hair with its fingers
Cindy leapt up to the glass panel of her beachside door and placed her hand longingly upon it. Her heart skipped a beat. Surely this couldn’t be real? There beneath the moonlight was a mermaid, singing her tune to the empty sand and waves. She opened the door hesitantly, stepping out into the cool night air, and danced along the dunes towards the curvaceous figure.
She wasn’t dressed for the brisk weather. Her nipples stood up on her underdeveloped tits. Perhaps she should have gone back for some warmer clothes? But what if the mermaid disappeared before she came back, this might be her only chance.
“Hello” Cindy approached the redheaded mermaid from behind…. “Are you a mermaid? I have so much to ask you…”
Her one sided conversation was interrupted by an explosive bout of flatulence. The mermaid’s ass cheeks parted, and it’s anus puckered. An enormous log of bone filled crap squirted out the widening hole. Cindy leaned over to better view the feces. They were definitely human bones.. and about twice her size.
The mermaid turned to face Cindy. what had looked like an attractive woman’s body from the back, was an attractive mass of scales, and spikes. The thing looked more demonic than aquatic. Red eyes locked with Cindy’s, and a smile full of razor sharp teeth greeted her. Cindy regretted coming out here, immediately. This thing was an apex predator. She felt small and prey-like under its glare.
She tried to flee, but it leant over and snatched her up by the foot, with a single clawed hand. Cindy was flung upside down, her flimsy, transparent negligee slid down her naked belly. Row upon row of wickedly curved teeth opened to reveal a cavernous maw. The demon-mermaid’s breath was rancid; the smell of rotting meat and sulfur. Cindy gagged as it lowered her head first and the whole into its fleshy pink mouth. She thought about trying to fight her way out… but the thin slivers of yellowed teeth looked like they would just snip off any offending limbs, so Cindy opted to tuck herself in tightly instead.
The moonlight disappeared as the mermaid’s mouth snapped shut, leaving her in the putrid smelling, wet, and dark orifice there was a sucking from under her legs, and she was pulled back down its slick throat as it happily swallowed Cindy alive. She screamed as the peristalsis carried her down the ribbed esophagus and into the already packed stomach. The mermaid had been busy that night. The dead bodies of a half dozen too-curious teenage girls were already nestled in the slimy organ, digesting into a nutritious and bloody soup.
Cindy’s loli body ripped through the tissue paper exterior of one tortured teen as she splashed into the mess of melting flesh. The poor girl moaned and then expired, her now dead corpse sinking further down into the acid goo.
Cindy felt the acid, already eating away at her flat young body. She screamed and struggled in torment, pissing through her little cooch in fear. Her feet slipped on meat wrapped bones from older girls at the bottom of the pile, and her mosquito bite titties splashed down into the gastric juices. She gasped breathlessly, as they felt like they’d caught fire.
One of her fellow occupants groaned listlessly, raising a gorey red hand to try to lift herself out of the sludge, but just slid under the surface instead. Cindy began to cry big fat tears. The stomach churned and squeezed her, getting acid up into all her cracks and crannies. Soon there wasn’t an inch of Cindy that wasn’t turning a bright shade of red.
Cindy remembered the mermaid shit on the rocks. It was converting her into crap… just like that girl had been. She was going to be Cindy shit squirted out of a demon fish’s asshole. That was going to be her entire future.
She realized that she actually hated mermaids more than anything.
The poor kid’s skin burned off entirely. She spasmed and screeched like a banshee for hours until she shat out her own guts through her ruined asshole, and acid filled her lungs and she could no longer breathe well enough to make sounds more articulate than a pained gurgling. Her softened muscles fell off her bones and sank into the soup. Her tiny dying frame convulsed violently as it slipped beneath the roiling acid pool, to make way for fresher prey.
Her bones and chyme were squeezed through the stomach sphincter and into the intestines, where they coalesced into a tube of feces, and were pushed through the tubes to remove every last trace of nutrients from her body.
The mermaid was swimming through the cold deep ocean when it finally expelled Cindy’s tiny girl bones. They sank to the muddy seabed kilometers below the surface, where no light would ever fall, and no-one would ever see her remains again.
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