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“Ugh! Hang!”

The woman’s moan echoed through the vast cave, followed by a squelching sound. Unsure’s belief that it would only be once was rendered meaningless as his cock, entering the mermaid’s wanton hole, went in and out an uncountable number of times. The hot flesh, tightly clenching his cock, gave him the most intoxicating pleasure he had ever experienced, making it impossible to pull away. His head spun; he desperately wanted to plunge himself deeper inside.

“Ang! Ung! Ung!”

Pohati’s hot moans, released with every sway of his hips, showed her pleasure. He didn’t want to let go of her heaving breasts, clutching and kneading them until they deformed, the texture reaching his fingertips. Every time he thrust deep inside her, Pohati thrashed like a fish pulled from the water. The squelching sound, far from diminishing, intensified with each movement.

“H, huung!”

Pohati’s moan stretched out, then broke off as he plunged his cock deeper into her writhing hole, releasing his seed for what felt like the millionth time. Unsure, finally satisfied, felt his member soften and withdrew it from her body.

“Ung!”

Her vulva, as if regretting his departure, clung to his limp cock. But the slippery mixture of precum and semen coating her wanton hole ultimately let it slip free. Staring blankly at the mermaid’s opening, spasming as it searched for his member, Unsure wondered how he’d ended up doing this with Pohati. He felt like he’d forgotten something incredibly important, something crucial, but he couldn’t remember what it was. He felt like a complete fool. What was he forgetting? Even as the thought persisted, his eyes were drawn to Pohati.

“Hee hee hee.”

She was giggling, gazing at him with amusement. He was fascinated by the glistening border where the mermaid’s scales and human skin met, slick with his cum and her juices. Pohati then sat up. Immediately, his gaze was captivated by her heaving breasts again.

“Hmph, you really do love breasts, don’t you?”

“Th, that’s…”

He wanted to deny it, but he couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering. Pohati moved closer, her large breasts pressing against him. As if offering him her fruit, her firm breasts pushed against his face, tempting him. Her prominent nipples brushed his lips, the intoxicating aroma filling his nostrils. He instinctively suckled her breast.

“Aang!”

Pohati moaned as a small stream of liquid flowed from her breast, like juice from a bitten fruit, wetting his mouth. The delicious taste and aroma filled his mouth; he unconsciously swallowed the unidentified liquid. His body heated up. He continued to suckle her soft breast, lost in the sensation, when he felt a hand lightly touch his hair.

“Hmph, just like a baby.”

Unsure blushed at the comment, but couldn’t deny it. His actions were undeniably similar to a baby suckling. But Pohati’s next words were beyond his expectations.

“Would you like to be my son?”

Her hand slowly caressed his stiffening member before squeezing it firmly. The feeling was so incredible that he trembled.

“If you become my son, I’ll feed you delicious things, let you sleep, and take care of you. All you have to do is keep mating with us.”

Her words were so tempting that Unsure almost gave in, but then the image of the red-haired girl flashed in his mind. Simultaneously, he felt a sense of unease.

“…Us?”

Us? Pohati’s words implied that there were others in the cave besides him and her. He instinctively looked around, but the cave was empty… or should have been. That is, until he noticed a girl’s face peeking out of the water next to the seaweed where he and Pohati were sitting. The girl disappeared underwater as their eyes met, but Unsure had already seen her.

“Ah, I told her to hide until I was finished. But since she’s been spotted, it can’t be helped. Come out.”

At Pohati’s words, the girl slowly surfaced. Once she climbed onto the seaweed, like they had, she whispered in his ear.

“My name is Erotica. I’m her child.”

Even without Pohati saying it, it was obvious. The girl was her daughter. She had water-colored silver hair, unsettlingly translucent red eyes, pale skin, and surprisingly large breasts for someone so young. Her lower body ended in a small, tightly-packed silver tail, the scales shimmering like silk. Except for her youthful appearance, Erotica was identical to Pohati—a miniature version. Watching Pohati, the girl eyed Unsure with curiosity, crawling toward him.

“What do you think? Just like me, right? Don’t you want to mate with her too?”

“But if that happens, something…”

It was strange. Too strange. His confused thoughts began to clear slightly.

“Wait, what? Why did I…”

He couldn’t understand why he’d continued having sex with Pohati after deciding it would be just once. His body remained hot, his head spinning. He’d experienced this feeling before, somewhere. A deep sense of unease washed over him. He had a gut feeling that he shouldn’t stay here, and remembered the initial promise he made to her.

“The exit.”

“Huh?”

“I promised I’d take you to the exit.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Pohati’s face hardened. The alarm bells in his head grew louder.

“Hee, this son is more troublesome than usual. Normally, I just feed them this and it’s over after once.”

She held up a strangely glowing green fruit.

“That…”

Unsure had seen something similar before—a fruit hanging from the glowing blue seaweed when he was drowning.

“But it doesn’t matter. If you quietly become my son, you can live happily forever, mating only with us.”

He instinctively knew eating it was dangerous and pulled away from Pohati. Whether from weakness or lack of intention to stop him, she released her grip. But he realized then—there was no escape. Pohati had known this all along.

“You enjoyed it, didn’t you, Unsure? It’s been a long time since something so intense. So, son, shall we?”

She slithered closer. His gaze was immediately captured by her heaving breasts again. The desire to have sex with her remained, but Unsure didn’t want to, couldn’t.

“Keep your promise.”

He had a girl waiting for him outside. But Pohati didn’t seem inclined to keep her word. With a cold expression, she said,

“Grab him.”

Simultaneously, he heard the sound of splashing water all around. Like several things were emerging from the water at once. Unsure soon confirmed this. As soft sensations brushed against his body, he turned to see countless Pohatis. They climbed onto the seaweed, pulling him down and pinning him.

“Hee hee, don’t worry. After you eat one more of these and mate with us, you’ll forget all about the outside.”

Surrounded by Pohatis, the one holding the fruit climbed on top of him. She attempted to put it in his mouth, but Unsure clamped his jaws shut.

“Hmph, you can’t be picky.”

Pohati blocked his nostrils with her hand. He tried to resist, but eventually, needing air, he opened his mouth. The slippery texture of the fruit filled his mouth. Pohati then pressed down on his chin, causing the fruit to burst against his teeth and fill his mouth with an unknown liquid. She held his mouth and nose shut, forcing him to swallow.

“Don’t you want to be my son now?”

He wanted to tell them to stop, but his cock was already rising, thrusting into the Pohati on top of him. His hips involuntarily moved, trying to plant his seed inside her.

“Ang! Ang! Indeed, uh-huh! It’s good to be my son, isn’t it?”

Pohati seemed to enjoy his movements, but soon, before he could even climax, she pulled herself off him. When he looked up, she smirked.

“Hmph, I’d love to keep a son to myself, but new males are rare. Even when a son is born, they usually end up mating with me and my daughters until they die.”

She gestured behind her.

“That’s why our youngest has never mated before. This is my chance to have her do so. And if we get another son, that would be nice, too.”

The girl introduced as her daughter, Erotica, was pressing her fingers into her vulva, staring at them. This image of her, unable to control her sexual urges, felt almost tragic. However, her behavior seemed too seasoned for a virgin.

“Hee hee, already masturbating, couldn’t wait, my daughter, huh! Come on now, stop that, there’s a male waiting for you!”

At Pohati’s words, Erotica removed her hand from her genitals, a clear liquid dripping from her fingertip. She stared at Unsure before slowly crawling towards him. As she approached, it became clear what she was looking at: his still-hard cock. She gazed longingly at his cock; it seemed no one had any intention of stopping her.

“Here, it’s going to feel amazing.”

Pohati, her own mother, in fact, egged her on. Finally, when Erotica was close enough for their genitals to touch, he felt a sensation like lips around his shaft. Her vulva was enclosing his cock. Her flexibility was incredible; she kept her torso straight even as their lower bodies entwined, maintaining eye contact. Her vulva was still far from fully enclosing his member, but it was already leaking slippery fluid and clamping down on the shaft.

Pohati and the mermaids, her identical daughters, were all focused on their joined bodies. Was it expectation? Or the anticipation of engulfing him? The mermaid’s face, almost indistinguishable from Pohati’s, was flushed. When she lifted her hips, his cock popped up, its tip touching the entrance to that moist, pink cave. When she lowered herself again, a thin trickle of blood appeared at the point of contact between their genitals, but she seemed to feel no pain.

“Hah-huh!”

Erotica let out a moan filled with ecstasy. His cock was being swallowed up by the pleasure, fitting into her slick, narrow cave. Like Pohati’s, her vulva moved even without direct action, writhing and sucking his member. The difference was that the smaller size of her frame meant that her passage was narrower, squeezing him even more fiercely.

“Ung! Ang!”

Before he could even try to hold back his orgasm, Erotica started to rhythmically move her hips on him. *Tsup!* *Tzeup!* He could hear the sound of this young mermaid sucking on his cock. Thoughts eluded him, swallowed by this young mermaids’ body in the blink of an eye. His hips involuntarily throbbed, driving his manhood repeatedly into her soft flesh.

“Hiak! Ang!”

The young mermaid’s bell-like voice was even more joyful, ecstatic. Uncaring of the nearby mermaids, he was about to release— right into her until her soft, mountainous breasts eclipsed his vision, pushing him off-balance. He stared, dazed, at the undulating mounds and saw Pohati smiling. He was moving towards her breasts instinctively, again at that moment; his lips moving over and consuming her flesh. He was once again consuming.

“Hwang!”

“Ang!”

Erotica’s moan overlaid Pohati’s. Below, the daughter’s vulva gripped his cock, while the mother suckled his breast, moaning. Identical mother and daughter were moaning on top of him. He knew he had to escape, but his body was beyond his control; his hips continued to move while his lips continued to suckle her breast, swallowing the sweet, milky fluid. Strange sensations started in his hands and feet; wet, sticky yet warm. The feeling engulfed his fingers and toes.

“Aang!”

“Hit!”

“Haak!”

Other moans made the sensation definitively clear. It seemed insufficient, as the weight of more bodies pressed onto his arms and legs. He felt the sticky wetness of lips rubbing up and down his body. Though obscured by the breast that is still clamped within his mouth, he guessed that these were the additional daughters that had earlier pounced upon his body. Their combined pressure pushed his body over its limit. His seed finally erupted.

“Hah-ung!”

When Pohati dislodged to accommodate the new sensations of Erotica’s moans below, he looked down to see her face tilted down, happily overwhelmed by this new level of stimulation to the point where she could not help but allow her drool to collect between her lips. Pohati looked up with smile as she watched the girl collapse from gratification onto him

“Perhaps this much stimulation was a bit much for a newbie, hmm?”

As if mocking his idea that it was over, Pohati again gestured to one of her many duplicates.

“Next, then?”

Another voice, close and whispering, as if sucking his cock with a slow, deliberate rhythm and this pattern continued until he ultimately and quite literally lost consciousness.

“Hup!”

He awoke with a gasp, stifling a scream. His body was sticky, as if coated in a thick, viscous fluid. He vaguely recalled the mermaids, identical to Pohati, consuming his essence, and the taste of her breasts. Thankfully, the effects of the fruit seemed to have worn off; he could think normally again.

Perhaps the mermaids’ beauty had lulled his guard? Upon sitting up, his groin throbbed painfully. He felt shame as he recalled suckling Pohati’s breasts and drinking her milk, that sweet fluid heating up his body and clouding his mind. The worst part is he never considered stopping himself from doing so. He continued to take what he could get. The images, flooded into his brain, making him only more upset.

“Ugh.”

“Hmm.”

Fortunately, the mermaids were asleep. Escape seemed possible, but he wasn’t sure how. It felt that the lingering effects of the fruit caused his manhood to remain somewhat limp, barely more than a hardened nub than any semblance of its earlier, proud appearance. Yet despite this, the lingering warmth of these women and their touch was still quite intoxicating.

He wondered how many times he’d been taken only to look around with trepidation.

Dozens, perhaps more, were asleep, clutching the seaweed, satisfied. They seemed content to simply rest their bodies at the surface of the water that surrounded them. An idea struck him. While he was a terrible swimmer, the seaweed held them afloat even in their slumber. Perhaps it was possible to escape. The problem was finding the exit. Pohati had promised to guide him.

“Koo.”

Although identical, it was relatively easy to identify Erotica, nestled beside a woman whose breast was stained red with spilled milk. Unsure realized the woman was Pohati, her vulva still glistening with his cum. He felt despondent; she wouldn’t keep her promise. He couldn’t find the exit, but remaining here meant being used again once they woke up. The cave was larger than he’d initially thought, extending further into the distance.

On the opposite side from his entrance, the water was much deeper, but there were clusters of glowing blue seaweed. Unsure decided to take a chance and head there. The old wolf had said to go through this cave. There was even a possibility that the exit lay on the far side. He carefully detached himself from the sleeping mermaids without stepping on their scaled flesh or fins. He tiptoed to the edge of the seaweed, feeling the water near his toes. He gulped and placed a foot into it. Keeping his hands on the seaweed to muffle his movements and ignoring the trembling in his arms, he slowly submerged himself into the water.

The thought of the bottomless depths frightened him, but he had to escape. He repeated to himself that the seaweed would support him. As he took a deep breath, a pale hand grasped his wrist.

“Huck!”

His face, undoubtedly, turned ashen.