The story of the mermaid girl

As a child, she saved a mermaid—a real mermaid. She told others about it, but no one believed her. After that, she never told anyone she had saved a mermaid again.

It was a beautiful mermaid with a silver tail and long hair, but it couldn't speak human language. She put it back in the water and watched it swim further and further away until it disappeared from sight.

She had always been an ordinary child, without exceptional intelligence, outstanding beauty, or a stunning figure. She never dared to hope for any miracles to happen to her; living an ordinary life would have been enough. Someone like her wasn't suited for things beyond the ordinary.

But that living mermaid was like a seed, taking root in her heart. She had only one small wish: to be closer to it, just a little bit closer.

Before the college entrance exam, despite her family's objections, she resolutely applied to study biology. No one in her family knew her thoughts, and understanding was out of the question. Although her grades weren't excellent, she barely managed to get into the biology department of a university. Living away from home and in a dormitory gave her a sense of liberation.

University life generally falls into two categories: couples and loners. She was clearly the latter. After being alone so many times, she became acquainted with the others. She noticed a boy with glasses; they almost always appeared in the same classroom at the same time.

One day, this boy asked her if they could be boyfriend and girlfriend. She said she'd think about it, and she didn't answer him until the end of her first semester.

One day in her second year, the boy asked her again if she wanted to be his girlfriend. She didn't answer, but instead told him a story—a story about a mermaid. From that day on, the boy never asked her about being friends again. In

her third year, she graduated smoothly and was even recommended by the school to a good research institute. However, her research topic wasn't about legendary creatures like mermaids, but rather—seaweed… qq, well, at least it had the word "sea" in it, she consoled herself. Without any cheat codes or divine intervention, an ordinary person like her easily accepts reality.

After starting work, life became even busier, and she gradually forgot about things like mermaids. One day, several researchers from a branch institute were transferred to the research institute. One of them looked familiar; it turned out to be the bespectacled guy she had asked out in college. The two quickly became acquainted, and then, naturally, they started dating.

Strolling through the aquarium, holding her boyfriend's arm, she felt a small sense of happiness. Although she wasn't the most outstanding, she now had a degree, a job, and a boyfriend. Compared to those who struggled to find a job after graduation and then struggled to find a boyfriend after starting work, she was incredibly lucky. Mermaids seemed like a dream out of thin air to her now, lacking any sense of reality. Sometimes she even doubted her own memories—had she really saved a mermaid...?

Uh, her boyfriend said he was going to the restroom, why hasn't he come out yet? Did he fall in? She should go check. She peeked around outside the men's room for a while, found no one, and quietly slipped inside. Hmm? Why was so much water flowing from one of the tightly closed toilet stalls? She tentatively called out to her boyfriend twice, but there was no response. Just as she was about to open the stall to see what was going on, the door opened.

Her mind went blank, her mouth gaping wide. Someone explain to her why there was a… mermaid in the men's restroom!!! And it looked exactly like the one she had rescued before! Was she dreaming?! She closed her eyes, then opened them again. Uh, the mermaid was still there. She bit herself. Hmm? Why didn't it hurt? Oh no, she bit the wrong one. She was holding the mermaid's hand! What if the mermaid ate her? Right,

where's her boyfriend?! This is a living person missing. She'd better go find him first. Just as she was about to leave, a large hand grabbed her wrist. She was as if under a spell, unable to react at all, staring blankly at the beautiful creature that shouldn't be in this world.

"Stop looking, he's me..." The mermaid had barely finished speaking when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her sharply towards him. She was practically lying on top of him, the unfamiliar feeling of her soft breasts pressing against his made her blush with panic. She tried to prop herself up, but he held her head down. The mermaid's beautifully shaped lips loomed larger and larger before her eyes, his hot breath pressing against hers. As if he had been thirsting for a long time, he kissed her pink lips, his tongue exploring her mouth, tightly entwining with her soft little tongue, swirling and rubbing against each other, unwilling to separate for a long time. Saliva that she couldn't swallow slowly flowed down their intertwined mouths.

His large hand, which was holding her wrist, gently moved to her breasts, kneading her round breasts with varying pressure, causing her delicate body to tremble. His other large hand groped under her skirt and slipped between her legs, rubbing back and forth, even squeezing a finger between her thighs.

She was kissed until her body was weak and hot, but was startled awake by the sudden intrusion of fingers. She frantically twisted her body, trying to escape him. This was a public place; someone could come in at any moment. Her lips were sealed, preventing her from speaking, only allowing muffled sounds. Her struggling only intensified the movement of the fingers inside her,

causing her to moan uncontrollably. Noticing her distress, he slightly opened his eyes. The scene before him deepened his gaze, filled with lust. He reached behind her, closed the stall door, and locked it. Then he pulled her slender waist tighter, pressing her soft, snow-white upper body against his broad chest, their skin pressed tightly together. His breasts, swollen and deformed from the pressure, rubbed against her strong chest muscles with her twisting body, relentlessly assaulting her senses. If it weren't for the large hand around her waist, she would probably have collapsed to the floor long ago

! "

...I'll make you keep giving birth, until the day you can't give birth anymore!" He pounced on her, positioning her in a kneeling position, one hand on her stomach, the other on his enormous penis, rubbing against her clitoris.

"Mmm...slower, uh...there...mmm, no...I'm sorry, I won't do it again, stop..." Her response was only faster piston-like movements.

"Be careful of our baby!"

"Don't worry, my child isn't that fragile...Um...why did you choose me back then?" "Because...because...mmm, back then you...looked the loneliest...gentler...ah! Not there! Maybe with me with you, you won't be lonely..." "..."

The man didn't speak again, his body continuing its piston-like assault. He buried his penis deep inside her, ejaculating all his essence deep inside.

Holding the delicate body in his arms, he gently parted his lips—

"Mine, forever..."

The End.

Memories in Bubbles 02 [End]

His magnetic voice rang in her ears, "So eager to be eaten?... " A smile curled at the corner of his lips.

She was too exhausted to answer. Her eyes were filled with affection, her skin flushed, and she leaned against his shoulder, shy and adorable. He wanted to devour her whole.

He made her straddle him, showering her soft, rounded breasts with kisses, his tongue circling her nipples, then opening his mouth to suckle them hard, turning them a beautiful deep red. His lips and tongue licked and kissed his way to her vulva, his large hands kneading and squeezing her round buttocks. Her body rubbed against the scales beneath her, and streams of clear fluid overflowed from her vulva, glistening on the scales. Stimulated by this lewd scene, his eyes reddened. He pressed two fingers together and thrust them into her vulva with a "plop," pumping rapidly. He kissed her, swallowing her moans, his arms tightening around her slender waist, preventing her from retreating, so tight it felt like he wanted to break her.

Held captive in his arms, her flower-like opening swallowed and released the fingers that kept moving in and out. The entrance was muddy and thirsty for deeper penetration. She was so hot, as if she was about to melt. With a tremor in her body, a stream of liquid gushed out from deep within her flower-like opening.

The tight walls of her vagina gripped his thrusting fingers, spasming in waves… He held her delicate body close, gently kissing the top of her head, whispering the same phrase over and over… Suddenly, the surroundings transformed into a sea of green plants, as if he had returned to the moment he was rescued—the girl's fair hands gripped the mermaid's upper body tightly, dragging it towards the water's edge. His arms were around her slender neck, his beautiful blue eyes intently watching her face flush red from the exertion. Due to the height difference between them, a huge silver fish tail was dragged along the ground.

After half a day, she finally managed to carry the beautiful creature to the water's edge, collapsing on the ground, panting heavily. He said haltingly, "We're at the beach... You, you should swim away quickly... It'll be dangerous if someone sees you like this. No, don't... If we're in a populated area... You might not see me again next time. Um, do you understand?... Humans!... Danger!" He pushed the mermaid's body into the water, gesturing for him to swim away quickly. This time, the mermaid didn't swim away or leave. Instead, he reached out and intertwined his fingers with her soft little hand, ignoring her cries, and pulled her to swim away into the distant sea.

The End.

Memories in the Bubbles—Extra Chapter [The End]

Extra Chapter: On

a deserted island in the ocean.

A beautiful mermaid lay on the beach beside her. The two leisurely enjoyed the sea view. A gentle sea breeze blew by—pure, natural, unpolluted, so comfortable… "So, how did you turn back into a mermaid?" she asked curiously.

"...Actually, it's very simple. As long as I touch seawater, I can turn back. The sea witch cast a permanent spell on me." The sea breeze blew through the mermaid's long hair, the scene was as beautiful as a dream, and she was lying in the arms of a handsome merman.

"Huh? Is it that simple?...By the way, why did you suddenly transform at the aquarium that day?" "...That day, on my way to the restroom, a staff member spilled seawater all over me, so I had no choice but to hide in the restroom... ka ka." "Hahaha, that's hilarious, a mermaid in the restroom... Uh, wait for me! Don't move." She excitedly ran towards the sea, while the merman stared wide-eyed in confusion.

A little while later, she ran back, carrying a bucket of seawater... And so, to satisfy someone's curiosity, the entire afternoon was spent transforming into a human and then a mermaid, until even the good-natured merman got angry, rolled over and pinned her down, refusing to transform again, and then their relationship turned into an "action movie," finally stopping her insatiable curiosity.

On the beach, the mermaid, now in human form, lay on top of her delicate body, thrusting like a piston. His thick, engorged penis rubbed against the sensitive flesh of her flower-like opening, his tight, narrow buttocks heaving back and forth, relying on his waist strength to thrust rapidly, causing her flower-like opening to spray with lustful fluids, the entrance already a muddy mess. His strong upper body pressed tightly against her two high, soft mounds, her breasts severely deformed by the pressure. With each thrust of his penis, their upper bodies

swayed and rubbed together. Her full breasts felt like they were about to burst, her cheeks flushed red as if they could bleed, the pent-up pleasure surging within her, desperately needing an outlet.

The thick, hard penis relentlessly thrust into a certain spot in her opening, finally penetrating her uterus. She opened her mouth and bit the mermaid's shoulder, the large glans tightly trapped at the cervix. With a tremor in her body, a stream of vaginal fluid sprayed onto his penis, so hot that he almost ejaculated. Taking advantage of her limp body after her orgasm, his penis, still inside her, thrust deeper into her uterus. The hot glans rubbed against her sensitive inner walls, the overwhelming pleasure causing her to scream and writhe violently, saliva spilling uncontrollably from her mouth. Soon, she climaxed again, her body convulsing and trembling.

Then, the mermaid suddenly began to thrust violently, each stroke reaching deep into her uterus. Even before she had fully climaxed, she was thrust into again, reaching the peak of pleasure. Her consciousness blurred, leaving only her body's instincts, still responding to his fierce thrusts. As his penis withdrew, her vagina, like a small mouth, writhed and gripped his penis. Finally, he reached his limit, thrusting deeply into her uterus, his ejaculation releasing with her, streams of hot fluid filling her uterus, the white discharge spraying for a long time until her lower abdomen swelled, before gradually ending.

The penis, still lodged at the cervix after ejaculation, remained inside, not a drop of semen leaking out. In this position, the two intertwined and drifted off to sleep.

After a passionate "slap slap slap," the merman awoke and embraced her from behind, lying quietly on the beach, enjoying the peaceful, warm moment.

His large hand rested on her lower abdomen, and he whispered, "Could there already be a little life here? It must be as beautiful and adorable as you." She couldn't help but think to herself, "The child's father is clearly more beautiful!" She

could only say wistfully, "Our child will definitely be very beautiful... Uh, do you have any siblings? I've never heard you mention them. And... what's your home like? Can you take me to see it?" Her eyes were filled with curiosity and longing; she was eager to fly to the merman's home immediately.

The merman calmly replied, "Okay, then I'll take you..."

Early the next morning, at her constant urging, the merman pulled her into the deep sea. After diving for a long time, they finally reached an open area of the sea. A magnificent underwater palace came into view, captivating their attention. Its luxurious and intricate structure imbued the enormous palace with a serene atmosphere; everything was so exquisitely crafted that even the most professional architect would be awestruck. Like the mermaids living within, it possessed a mysterious magic.

Indeed, the enormous palace was eerily quiet; there was no sign of life. Looking inside, it was dark and deep, overgrown with seaweed, showing no signs of human habitation… The mermaid hadn't uttered a single word since arriving, except for the continuous movement of his beautiful fishtail. He was like a statue, and his face was completely expressionless!

She suddenly felt a sense of fear. This mermaid was so unfamiliar. Even though they were so close, they felt so far apart; he was immersed in a world she couldn't enter.

Judging from his expression, it was easy to guess that he didn't have any good memories of the palace. She squeezed his hand, looked up at him, and said, "I'm a little tired… Shall we go home?" "...Home?" He looked blank.

"Yes, that little island we live on, isn't that our home? A home that belongs to you and me!" "...Yes, let's go home…" The mermaid's lips curled into a smile, looking at her tenderly, completely different from before. He

glanced at the enormous palace again, turned, hugged her tightly, and swam towards the shimmering sea.

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