Vol 1
Rand frowned at Munster's strangeness.
"Munster, how did you—"
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but before he could figure it out, Munster was drooling at him like a sticky dog.
Rand fell into the bathtub behind him.
His elbow slammed against the wall of the bathtub, and a sharp pain came from the back of his head.
"Munster? What the hell are you doing?!" he shouted, fighting the pain to climb out of the tub, but nervously he tried several times and failed because of the slippery inner wall, and now he regrets it There is no anti-slip mat on the bottom of the tub.
A few seconds later, Munster swung his thick and dexterous tail and squeezed into the bathtub. Its too large body directly pressed against Rand's body, and its pupils were enlarged, which made its bright red The color of the colored eyes becomes more vivid and penetrating.
"Sorry... oh... Rand, I'm so sorry..."
It said inarticulately, giggling at Rand like a drunken girl, as if it was a very interesting thing to stick with Rand now.
Then it tilted its head to Rand's elbow, and carefully touched the part that Rand had hit before.
It seems that something is wrong with its mouthparts, it has been sticking hard outside, desperately secreting a viscous liquid.
Rand's shirt quickly got wet.
The feeling of being licked by a scaly monster never felt good, and the strong smell of the mucus made Rand dizzy.
As opposed to the fishy smell that Rand had found unpleasant before, they now smelled strongly of roses.
Rand felt his skin start to heat up and his breathing quickened.
Considering how unlucky he and Munster are now, he should be angry, but when he really spoke, he realized with horror that he was actually laughing too.
"Oh Munster... haha... don't be so itchy... hahaha... get off me..."
His voice was cut to pieces by uncontrollable shreds of laughter.
His mind seemed to be completely separated from his body, a situation he had never encountered before.
He's sober, Rand can confirm that, his mind isn't getting in the way, but his body... jeez, his body seems to have its own consciousness, it's completely turned into a giggle , the "drunk" with trembling branches.
Munster had unknowingly rubbed against Rand's neck, his eyes squinted, his face flushed, his mouthparts retracted, but his tongue rustled outside his lips.
"Here... I hit it just now... It hurt, it flew away... "
It said to Rand with a smirk, becoming more delirious than before, reaching out and gently kneading the part that Rand had knocked on the bathtub before.
Rand met Munster's gaze.
Some were too close... that was the first thought that crossed his mind.
Yes, they are indeed too close now.
Munster breathed much slower than a human on Rand's cheek, and its misty eyes became as bright as flames after seeing Rand.
"Rand..."
It murmured the name in a low voice, rubbing cold fingertips along Rand's hot cheeks, browbones and lips.
At this moment, the childish and innocent creature seemed to suddenly disappear from Rand's eyes, and its pale and handsome face had another look, which seemed mysterious, sexy and dangerous.
As if some magic had bloomed between Rand and it.
Perhaps bewitched by the magic, Rand felt his arms wrap around Munster's broad shoulders, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.
After a low, hoarse moan, Rand felt something cold and soft touch his lips.
Munster's long hair... it was actually its tentacles, glowing neon like mother-of-pearl in the bathroom light, and they split into strands that wrapped around Rand's limbs, Rand But they didn't even realize their small movements.
His body was now relaxed like a melted butter, and it was difficult to move a finger. The world has turned into quicksand, his soul is sinking, and the scent of the strong rose wraps him, pulling him to a deeper and darker void...
That strong sense of unease mixed with the strangeness in his body made Rand tense his toes unconsciously. He accidentally kicked the faucet on the other side of the tub.
"Shhh-"
The icy water stream slammed out, instantly drenching both Rand and Munster.
The damn rose, the damn quicksand, and the damned ecstasy burst like soap bubbles, and Rand slammed his wit, and his reason slammed back into his body.
heck—
He jumped up and pushed Munster, who was still in a trance, away.
Its tongue slipped out of Rand's mouth.
It took Rand one second to realize what he had done before, and the next he crawled out of the bathtub and dashed for the toilet.
He vomited violently.
Vol 2
Rand took a moment to calm down.
It's actually a little difficult - two hours later, sitting in the kitchen as stiff as a corpse with a cold cup of coffee in hand, he realizes it. The apartment was quiet and cool, the scorching sun outside was cut off by carefully chosen curtains, and the central air conditioner hummed above Rand.
Yet his skin was still hot, and cold sweat soaked through his T-shirt.
Kissing Munster hit him more than the strange out-of-control body.
The strong sense of shame and guilt lashed Rand's conscience like a whip, making him unable to lift his head.
Oh god, what the hell did he do...
Thinking of the scene that happened in the bathroom not long ago, Rand's fists clenched again.
If he were a woman, he might have been curled up in the corner of the room with a bath towel and sobbing (in fact, Rand really wanted to do it a little bit), but his pride forced him to sit here, painfully. Think about what this is all about.
On the other side of the Munster pan kitchen, it's a bit beaten but clearly in good spirits.
The close contact with Rand did not cause any psychological pressure on it. On the contrary, its eyes were bright, the cheeks were rosy, and even the hair appeared to be much shiny.
Sometimes Rand really envied it for that.
It obviously doesn't understand how unethical things have been done between the two of them just now.
"bump-"
Rand punched the table hard, hoping to use the pain in his body to divert the torment he was currently suffering from.
"Rand?"
However, Munster was frightened by this, and it immediately rushed to Rand's side, looking at him worriedly.
"Are you angry?"
it asked.
In fact, Rand didn't really want to face Munster at this time, but...
He finally managed to force a dry smile.
"No, Munster, I just... I just don't know what to do. I shouldn't have done that, I mean, things in the bathroom..."
He tried to explain it, but was interrupted.
"kiss."
"what… "
"The thing in the bathroom is kissing. I know that, I've learned it." Munster was almost equal to a standing human when he stood upright, and he was in a position where he could just look at Rand. , said to him with a serious face, "That's not something you shouldn't do, Rand, you shouldn't be sad, everyone you love will kiss..."
"That's not the point, Munster..."
"I love Rand, so I kiss you, isn't that right?" Munster blinked, staring deeply at Rand.
"… "
Rand rubbed the center of his forehead vigorously, his head hurting even more.
"Listen, Munster, you're right, but I shouldn't have behaved like this between you and I, I… I must have been dizzy to do that, between me and you. This kind of thing is... immoral, Munster, you don't know anything... gosh... I really don't know what's going on..."
Rand had even wondered if Munster had secreted something to make him act so weird.
But when he cleaned up the bathroom, he realized that the problem was probably his own.
Munster's slime was almost all over the tub, and Rand clearly remembered it smelling like a rich, sexy rose, but when he calmed down and cleaned the tub, he realized they weren't roses at all. .
Like the stuff that Munster secreted before, they are just an ordinary watery smell.
Apparently nothing has changed in Munster, he has changed.
Rand doesn't know what happened to him, is it a sequelae of the anesthesia? He wasn't sure about that.
The only thing he knew for sure was that there must be something wrong with his body, the feeling that had been with him since he came back from the hospital, making him restless.
Munster suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Rand tightly in his cold and wet embrace.
"Rand."
It rested its chin in Rand's soft black hair and muttered his name.
It's not that it doesn't understand everything, it understands what kissing means... Even if it was really dizzy at the time, full of wonderful passion, but it can tell what it really wants to do.
It wanted to kiss Rand, and it kept wanting to do it after knowing what the action meant.
And today it did kiss Rand.
Its meager words were completely incapable of describing the great happiness and contentment it felt at the time.
Sirens in the natural world never kiss.
They mate with their mates, build homes with them, hunt for food and even raise their offspring together.
But they never kiss each other.
In the dark, icy and cruel sea, creatures don't need this affectionate but superfluous contact.
But Munster liked it, it was an experience like no other, the luscious bliss enveloping all its nerves like melted cream, as if Rand could be one with it through that little touch of his lips...
Of course, these Rands wouldn't want to know.
Munster hugged Rand sadly.
Rand's previous reaction to the kiss was clearly different from what it felt, and Munster knew it.
It watched Rand patiently and covertly, so in the end it said nothing but held Rand dryly and murmured the name.
Rand, I love you so much, I love you so much...
It repeated this sentence in its heart with some sadness, but did not dare to really tell Rand this sentence.
And it doesn't know why.
Vol 3
Behind the Peachtree Street apartments, an unremarkable silver-gray work van is hidden in vegetation.
It looked exactly like the paparazzi's car, so much so that no one really noticed it.
Inside the dimly lit carriage, the smell of blood was spreading.
The filthy floor was littered with the remains of potato chips and chewing gum, and now there was an extra pile of bandages dyed blue.
"Master 'Prince', are you okay?"
Laisha looked worriedly at the "Prince" who was lying in the back seat. After hesitating for a while, she finally couldn't help but ask.
The protagonist who made her so worried, the "Prince", does not look optimistic.
There was a huge hole in his chest, and the organs inside could almost be seen clearly. The blood had stopped, and a semi-white film covered the wound. However, the pain continued to torment him. Unstable transformations in human and siren forms. That's where the real predicament comes from, every time a human's state returns to a siren's prototype, his scales will rip apart his human skin and muscles, and grow out of it...then they will age in tens of minutes , falls off, and reverts to a human state.
The whole process repeats indefinitely, full of pain and suffering.
"I'm fine." Even in such a situation, the 'Prince' remained calm, and he even looked a little happy, "This is a necessary procedure, there is no way to avoid it, and you deal with the surveillance video, which A little bit smart."
Laisha was instantly delighted, and she threw herself on the back of the seat, giggling.
"In the 'laundry,' there's always a firefight there, the men always like to fight, and everyone who's there knows to get the footage cleaned up before the cops come—"
Her excited words were interrupted by a groan of pain that the "Prince" couldn't help letting out.
"My lord, I don't understand... Do you have to do this? You look very uncomfortable. What exactly did you put in that human body?"
she asked in confusion.
The "Prince" stretched out a bloody hand and touched her fluffy hair.
"It's my gonads," he said with rare tenderness.
Mermaid cells are full of activity, even if they are cut into very small pieces of meat, they can survive as long as they have sufficient nutrients. They will invade their own "hotbed" and grow again using the bodies of other organisms as a medium. Of course, too finely chopped meat lacks the ability to grow into a whole siren, and it can form a cyst in the body of other creatures—and even a cyst can be affected by the hormones that the siren emits.
There are many ferocious fish in the ocean, and sirens are sometimes torn apart by them and devoured for food, but the final result of doing so is that the fragments of the siren are parasitic in the bodies of those ferocious fish. These hapless fish will eventually become the guardians and reserves of the siren population.
The "Prince" looked back at the car window... He believed that the part of his body that he placed in Rand's body would be well parasitized. And it will pick up the breath of Munster and respond to it.
That's enough to confuse the idiot...