Mermaid Effect

Vol1

Rand Sievers is having a dream, a nightmare, rightly so.

He dreamed about the house he lived in when he was a child, which was a little ridiculous, because he actually didn't remember much what the house looked like, the only thing he remembered was the smell of dust and floor wax under the bed-the painful past would be Everything that happened when he was captured by "Lilith" was firmly engraved in his skull.

But in this dream, everything is so clear.

Soft, pastel-colored carpets on the floor, scented oranges and apples on the tea table, silver utensils on the fireplace, and photos of him, him, Vincent, and the family in front of the candlesticks...

And his father was sitting on the rug with his legs spread, his hands outstretched, laughing at something on the other side of the rug, and saying, "Hey baby, come here, come here Daddy."

Rand saw the mass squirm.

After seeing clearly what it was, he took a step back in disgust.He couldn't believe his eyes - it was a baby!

But Rand really didn't think it was an ordinary baby. Its upper body had soft, fat limbs just like a real child, but its lower body... It was like God made a joke. Its lower body is stuffed with a fat and short tail like a little seal.

At the same time, on the surface of that tail, there are sparse and fine scales.

When it crawled towards his father, the movements were so awkward and terrifying, like a flesh... monster.

However, his father, the laughing man, didn't seem to notice the horror of the monster at all, and his eyes were full of tenderness as he stared at it.

"Come to Dad..."

He continued.

【No—don't approach him——】

Everything in front of him made Rand feel horrified, he screamed subconsciously, but he couldn't make any sound at all in his dream.

He watched helplessly as his father hugged the monster, took it in his arms, and pierced its face with his beard, forcing it to make a series of weird and terrifying chirping noises (he assumed it was the monster) laughter).

Seconds later, another woman appeared, and she did what Rand wanted to do in his stead—rushing, sobbing, snatched the monster from his father's arms.

"I can't believe it?!" She yelled at her father with a distorted expression, "You can still act like nothing happened! God, Rand is also our child...how can you treat it like this?!"

The father looked at the woman in bewilderment, the smile on his face turning into deep pain.

"Honey, we've already agreed..."

"No! I can't take it anymore! God, seeing Rand like this, I regret it, I really regret it..."

The woman was crying like a lunatic. She looked crazy and had nothing to do with beauty, but it was her distorted face while crying that made Rand suddenly remember that this was his mother.

"Honey! Everything we do is for this family! Do you want to watch Vincent die?"

"No... how can I... Vincent... Rand... woo woo woo..."

"We have no choice, you and I both know this, without Rand, Vincent can't live at all!"

"But, but..."

……

"Dad, Mom?"

A breathless call made the two people in the dispute stop at the same time.

They turned their heads with pale faces, and a young boy with a white body like a ghost was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at them with bright red eyes in horror.

"What do you mean I can't live without Rand?"

——This boy is Vincent when he was young.

Rand blinked, then recognized it.

Father, mother, Vincent...then the one left...

Rand suddenly felt short of breath, he couldn't breathe, something was squeezing him, oppressing him.

His eyes fixed on the little monster that suddenly appeared in the dream.

That fleshy body and fat lower limbs, that monster has milk-like skin, it is also a product of albinism, it, it is——

……

"Do not--"

Rand let out a scream, and flung his eyes open.

He woke up from his sleep, his vision blurred.

Then he clearly felt the moisture on his lips... Munster's terrifyingly handsome face appeared in his sight, and just before Rand opened his eyes, its thin and cold lips were still tightly pressed It stuck to Rand's mouth, and when its tongue was pulled out of Rand's mouth, the tip of the tongue was still carrying the saliva secreted from sucking and stirring.

"Lan, Lan, Rand, you're awake."

Its red eyes widened in shock, and it stuttered a bit.

"God...what the hell are you doing?"

Rand rubbed his head and said.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that the base of his tongue was sore, which made him a little hoarse when he spoke, and the back of his head hurt like hell.

When he sat up slowly, he could feel his brains throbbing in his skull.

And most importantly, almost all of Munster's upper body was attached to him.

"You are so heavy."

Rand said angrily.

"Sorry!! I'm sorry! I, I, I'm doing artificial respiration... yes, I'm helping Rand with artificial respiration. Sorry, I'm a little heavy..."

Munster almost jumped up on the spot wagging his tail. He spoke so incoherently that Rand rubbed his forehead for a while before he understood the meaning of his words.

"I think I was knocked out," he said slowly. "No need for artificial respiration."

……

After a moment of silence, Munster's eyes sparkled with water.

"Sorry……"

It twisted the hem of the T-shirt with its fingers, looking pure and helpless.

"No, it's okay, don't apologize, thank you." Rand couldn't help reaching out and rubbing its head.

But his movement soon touched a certain muscle in the back of his neck, which affected his wound. He couldn't control it, and let out a low moan.

"Jesus—I think I was attacked," he muttered pale, looking up at Munster, "the scavengers, I mean, the ones who attacked me, and they ran away? "

Rand glanced around himself.

He was lying in the pile of foam that he had been optimistic about before, with cardboard under his body, and the cardboard was deliberately softened by someone.

The dim light of the sky streamed from the open window, and there were birds chirping in the woods... Obviously, it was early morning.The whole room was quiet, except for Rand and Munster's movements, no other people's sounds were seen.

Munster's pupils dilated slightly after hearing Rand's question, and he blinked.

"Munster?" Rand was still troubled by the pain of the wound, and did not notice the unusual silence of the little monster around him.

Munster suddenly put his hand on Rand's shoulder, and it leaned towards Rand.

"Those people... ran away. They thought you were dead, and then saw me again. They were startled, and then ran away."

Munster spoke slowly.

"Rand, you have a lump on the back of your head..."

It looked at Rand's wound, and its voice became deeper and deeper.

"For God's sake, Munster, how are you? Those people didn't hurt you when they saw you, did they?"

"No, no...don't move, Rand, don't move..."

Munster suddenly fixed Rand's head with both hands, its face was close to the back of Rand's neck, and then said in a low voice.

The next moment, a long tongue sighed from between its lips.

Its tongue now looks very similar to that of a human being, only longer and more flexible. The tip of the tongue is thin, and the glands used to secrete the mermaid liquid are hidden under the tip of the tongue, appearing as two small pink bumps. rise.

It licked Rand's wound lump.

"Ow—"

Rand's body trembled suddenly.

"Hmm... don't touch Rand... I want you to feel better..."

Munster said vaguely.

The tip of its tongue licked back and forth on Rand's skin, its mouthparts had already disappeared in the process of metamorphosis, and the only way to stimulate the glands to secrete the mucus full of healing energy was through friction with the skin.

That wet feeling caused Rand's entire back to tense up.

"Munster, no, stop, what are you doing..."

he cried weakly.

All of this is too strange... Rand thought, but what was even more strange was that although Rand yelled "stop", his body was limp, without any strength to struggle.

His fingers gathered the fabric of his trousers tightly, and his fingertips turned white.

A thin nasal sound overflowed.

……

"Tick tock..."

The liquid secreted from the tip of Munster's tongue stuck to his wound thickly, and some of it followed the curvature of Rand's spine, all the way down, and slid into the inside of the collar...

A cool feeling overflowed from Rand's burning wound, and after a while, the pain completely disappeared.

When Rand reached out to stroke the back of his neck, even the lump had completely disappeared.