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Depths of Revenge: A Mermaid's Rebirth
🕑 Added 2024-08-11 15:12:06 +0000 UTCThalassa, moved with a slow, labored grace as she struggled through the crashing waves. Her once vibrant scales, now dulled and tinged with the graying hues of age, rippling faintly in the dim light filtering through the waves. Her long, flowing hair, streaked with silver, streams behind her like seaweed in the waves current.
She could feel every flick of her tail sap more from her strength, forcing her breathing to become shallow, weary gasps.
Looking out from her deep-set eyes, clouded with age, she could see her beloved cove, a place of solace and memory, but the journey has been grueling. The sea's gentle caress has turned into an indifferent expanse, and her strength waned.
Finally, with a faint cry of relief and exhaustion, Thalassa washed ashore by a gentle swell. Her body, lay crumpled and still on the sandy beach, barely distinguishable from the driftwood scattered around her.
Nearby a sailor, drawn by the sight of her unusual form, approached with caution and a wicked glee in his eyes. Noticing this mermaid's delicate weak features, her faded ethereal shimmer of her scales even in the dim light, and the weariness etched into her visage.
The sailor thought to himself, what a perfect opportunity to gain vengeance upon this old sea hag for the many sailors her kind has taken into the depths.
Thalassa's eyes half open noticed the rugged young sailor standing over her.
Terrified she opened her mouth to speak an enchanting curse on him, but it was too late. The sailors calloused hand seized her by the neck, rendering Thalassa helpless.
The young rugged sailor wasted no time to produce his throbbing manhood thrusting deeply into Thalassa's femine slit just above her scales.
Thalassa wanted to scream out in horror and pain as the sailor pound his way violently into her, the only sound that could be heard was her feeble gasps for air and the seawater slapping between their hips.
The sailor with hate in his eyes and gleeful smug grin looked down at his ruination, "This is what you get you fucking sea witch...". As the words left his mouth, the sailor suddenly began to feel faint, his grasp weakening and his skin turning pale.
In that same moment, Thalassa felt a profound strength blossoming within her. Her vagina suddenly clamping down hard on the sailor's cock, twisting his fading look of victory into an expression of horror.
The sailor betrayed by his own cock, writhed in a craven spineless orgasm. His seed drawn completely into Thalassa's hungry fleshy lips.
Thalassa could feel her womanhood draining the sailor's essence into her very soul. With a surge of strength Thalassa reached forth and grabbed the man's hips and began to thrust back onto him. Working her hungry pussy over the enfeebled man's cock, forcing every drop of life force into her being.
With each movement, each thrust, made her ancient form become more rejuvenated. The scales along her body softened and regained their vibrant colored hues. Her withered face flourished back into the radiant beauty of youth.
Meanwhile, the sailor continued to age before her, his wild hate filled vigor stolen as his youth began to gray and wither until his eyes dried into dust, mouth agape in a silent cry of agony... collapsing into nothing more than a dusty ivory heap of bones.
Thalassa rose then, reborn, her laughter pealing out over the rolling waters as she plunge beneath the waves - forever young, forever pursuing the life spark of those who stumbled into her domain.
Comments
TF_AI
Mermaid's aren't exactly always the beautiful delicate creatures people imagine. I felt with the age regression in the story this would be more fitting. More of a Grimm Fairytale per say.
Andrew Daniel
That was fucking DARK.....I like it.
