Mermaid Effect

"Munster? Oh... God, are you all right?"

Rand felt a faint sense of peacekeeping somewhere in his heart the moment he heard that voice, but his worry about the little monster made him completely unable to pay attention to it.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, and touched in the direction of Munster in the dark.

He felt a clump of dense, soft things that felt like cold natural silk threads.After a while, Rand realized that it was not silk, but hair.

Rand's body froze for a while, and he tried to open his eyes, but the too dark room made him unable to see clearly.

His phone fell to the ground, wrapped in a cloud of mucus, and did not respond.

"Rand..."

The stiffness of Rand's body was immediately noticed by the little monster in front of him, which whispered Rand's name.Rand could feel it close to him, its steamy exhale on his cheek as it spoke.Immediately afterwards, Rand felt his hand be grabbed and lifted by a cold and wet hand, and pressed against a soft skin.

It was Munster who pressed Rand's hand to his face.

Rand felt his heart beating faster, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and his hands moved subconsciously.His fingers brushed lightly over Munster's now soft and smooth skin, groping across its newly evolved face, from the line of its chin to the bridge of its nose, and its moist, slightly parted lips, as his hands When he inadvertently brushed Munster's eyes, the other's slender eyelashes scratched his palm.

Rand swallowed dryly.

The fine scales on Munster's face in memory, the extra pair of eyes and the split lips have all disappeared.He put down his hand, and his mind went blank for a moment, but what he was sure of was that Munster's face now felt so similar to a human being, "Oh my God, you shouldn't be..."

Rand muttered to himself.

And at this moment, there was a sound of electricity being connected.

It was that kind of "buzz—" sound. For a moment, Rand heard the sound of electrical appliances restarting, and various subtle sounds of "click" and "didi" echoed noisyly in the apartment. He was in the living room. The night light flickered a few times and then lighted up softly and continuously.

A soft yellow light spread across the room, allowing Rand to see the creature in front of him.

His little monster, Munster, now looks like...

The second half of his voice caught in his throat.

It was the face of an unusually strange man—this was Rand's first thought.

He looks a little similar to Wen Sen, just a little bit, his skin is white, pure white without a trace of blood, his eyebrows and eyelashes are also white, but under the eyelashes that are as dense as wings are A pair of pure bright red eyes, the color of frozen blood filled its entire eye sockets, like two blood-colored gemstones inlaid on a white marble sculpture.

However, at this moment, the warmth of humanity shone in the pair of gems. Munster blinked slowly, and stared at Rand docilely and flatteringly.Its long hair, which was touched by Rand before, was dyed light gray silver, and at this time it was gently swaying like unkempt seaweed under deep water, scattered on his thick, bulging muscles. Physical rear.

Oh, yes, its shape is also bigger than before, a lot.

If Munster is just a character that appears in a work of art, whether it is sculpture or painting, or a popular movie or television scene, its pale skin and deep outline combined with the pair of blood-red pupils can be said to be It's beautiful (in a sinister and twisted kind, of course).

However, when such a thing really appears in reality, the first thing people can feel is definitely not beauty but horror.

Those pupils without any whites... so clearly revealing its inhuman identity.

That's right, the current Munster does look better than the slimy monster before, but Rand found that he began to miss its previous appearance.

After all, when Munster approached like this now, Rand almost instinctively wanted to retreat.

He felt that this might be some kind of uncanny valley effect...or it might be the fusion of the face's acquaintance with Vincent and the monster elements...In short, when Munster wanted to lean in as flatteringly as ever At that time, Rand had goose bumps on his body.

"Uh... Hey... Munster..." He put his hand on Munster's face and stammered, "I'm not ready yet, I mean, I think I need to get used to it The way you look now..."

"Don't you like me the way I am now?"

Munster's blood-red eyes flickered, and his voice was full of sadness. Rand noticed that there were two bright red "moles" in the corners of his eyes. They were actually two small eyeballs protruding from the skin. However, the thing was turning around with great flexibility.

oh my god...

Rand fought back the psychological nausea and forced himself to adapt to all this.

"You're looking good now, really, better than before but..."

But before Rand finished speaking, Munster leaned over again. Its face was full of joy and eagerness. When it made a move, its long tail swung in an S shape on the ground, and Attempt to wrap around Rand's body.It felt like a boa constrictor thicker than your waist was expressing affection for you. It was touching but it would indeed oppress people's spirits—Rand took a step back uncontrollably.

"Hey buddy, wait... wait, I, I think I need to calm down."

he said with difficulty.

"Rand, you...don't like...the way I am right now?"

Munster fell on the ground, raised his head and stared at Rand's bloodless face, his hair drooped as if he had lost all vitality at this moment, the overly obvious uneasiness fully hit the heart of Rand conscience.

He felt that he really shouldn't treat Munster like this.

It's not its fault that it became like this!

Maybe aliens, or Atlanteans, are always going to be like this, just like humans grow up with annoying beards or enlarged breasts.

Munster is just degenerating.

Rand said to himself, and forced himself to lean towards Munster.

"I just feel that you have become a little different from before." Rand said, he hesitated for a while, and then gently raised his hand to pat Munster's head.

A few strands of hair immediately snaked over and wrapped around his fingers.

"I... I thought you liked me better."

Munster carefully watched Rand's expression and said.

"Uh, I think you're looking good now...Look, at least you're talking better than before."

Rand suddenly realized this belatedly: "Oh, wait, how did you do it..."

Munster opened his mouth to Rand, and a blue tongue stretched out. It looked very dexterous, with a small hole at the top.

It looks more like a human tongue than Munster's before, just a little longer... or "a lot longer".

Rand saw with his own eyes that the tongue sticking out of Munster's mouth danced in the air like an octopus' tentacles, and a transparent and viscous liquid shot out from the small hole at the top, which Munster proudly expressed to Lan De showed off his newly evolved organs.

The tingling sensation struck again, and Rand took a deep breath and forced Munster to retract his tongue back into his mouth.

"For God's sake……"

he groaned under his breath.

He decided to accept this reality, but now the things he needs to consider are more serious.

Rand glanced across the mess in the room.

Now he needs to cover up the existence of Munster under the surveillance of the FBI, and Munster is now larger and more destructive than before.

Rand didn't know how he could do this...

Maybe he should give up the concealment?

This idea only flashed in Rand's mind for a moment, and then disappeared.

Rand sighed, still rubbing and coquettishly with Munster's huge body on his body.No one can deny Munster's dependence on him.

In any case, Rand thought, he must protect Munster.

It is so pure and delicate, Rand does not want it to be harmed by humans.

In the small apartment on Pine Street, Rand was thinking deeply about his future and Munster's future. Unbeknownst to him, below his apartment, the road had been flooded a few inches by the downpour. Someone in the black Lincoln was also planning for Munster's future.

Laisha was leaning against the back seat of the car with a soft cashmere blanket on her back, her legs were itchy again, when she lifted up her skirt, she found that some scales began to appear under the skin of her legs. It was a little difficult but not enough for her to break the silence in the car.

In front of her, the "Prince" opened the car window a little, resting his elbows on the car window, half of his body was wet from the rain roaring from the sky, and his wet skin Scales also emerged, and the ears that had been hidden under the hair were obviously deformed. About [-] to [-] centimeters of bone spines stretched out, and a thin film stretched between each bone spine. .

The "Prince" has been listening carefully to the movement in the apartment above the tall building - although any normal person, even if equipped with equipment, can only hear the sound of wind and rain on such a stormy night, but in In the ears of the "Prince", even Rand's slight panting was as clear as if it was echoing in his ears.

He heard that Rand took Munster to the bathroom, bathed it, and finally took it back to the warm bed that belonged to humans, breathing gradually evenly.

What was even more impossible for him to ignore was the series of sounds that came from Munster's throat after the human named Rand fell asleep.

Of course, this is a sound that only "they" can hear.

"Oh my god……"

Raisha groaned vaguely behind him. Unlike the previous state of trying to keep quiet, when the sound that humans could not hear sounded, she had an obvious reaction: her face blushed, her breathing Speeding up, some spots appeared on the surface of her skin.Her gaze became very confused, and she began to unconsciously hit the carriage with her body, trying to leave like a sleepwalking patient.

"Prince" twitched his lips.

He closed the car window, then turned around and pulled Laisha back, leaning close to the dazed girl's ear and let out a squeaky scream.

The girl's body trembled suddenly, and after a while, blood overflowed from her ears, mouth and nose, but her eyes became much clearer.

"Me, what happened to me?"

She looked at the prince in shock, and she could clearly feel the unspeakable changes in her body.

"Prince" calmly turned his gaze to the dark rain curtain.

"You're just affected by that idiot's hormones... that idiot is courting. Damn, its hormones stink so much that I'm going to throw up."

said the prince.

Different from his calm appearance, his heart is full of anger.

He never thought that that idiot...that monster could sing its own courtship song like a complete wild siren.

The leader of a complete and healthy wild siren will sing this provocative song after meeting a partner (of course, the song is just a proxy), which represents courtship, and while "singing", they will secrete A large amount of sex hormones are released to promote the attunement of the partner with them.

Only mature and healthy young sirens have the opportunity to sing such a "singing voice". What's even more strange is that any artificially cultivated sirens cannot have this ability.This mechanism is very complicated, and deep white researchers have been unable to decipher the mystery from the beginning to the end, and as a mermaid with human intelligence (at least the "Prince" himself thinks so), the stuff in its body that belongs to Se A small part of the Siren understood the so-called "Song of the Siren" on this night.

That is an "understanding" that cannot be described in words.

That's courtship, that's an affectionate confession, and that's unreserved dedication. When a siren sings such a voice, it means that its whole body and mind are willing to be mastered by its partner.

In the world of sirens, there have also been unlucky sirens who were directly torn to pieces by partners who didn't like them after singing the courtship song, and they would never have any regrets even in the face of atrocities. Fight or struggle, because once the lingering sound rolls from their throats, the object of the song becomes their full owner.

This is far from the behavior that can be compared to the shallow courtship in the human world.

The siren world is so cruel, the chances of getting and having a partner you love deeply are extremely slim. Only by dedicating all of yourself to it, is there a slight possibility of getting the other party's favor.

...And the mermaids cultivated in the laboratory cannot meet the opportunity to stimulate this kind of courtship mechanism that goes against biological instinct.

However, at this moment, the idiot named Munster was singing a love song that belonged exclusively to the siren to a human being who could not hear this voice at all.

"Prince" suppressed his physical response to this voice, showing a cold and disgusted expression.

"Do we need to kill it? My lord 'Prince', you don't need to eat it to get enough energy to molt..."

Laisha said to the "Prince" while covering her bleeding ear.

But the latter shook his head at her.

"Do not."

He said.

"We need to do some training on that stupid thing..." "Prince" whispered, "The last moulting before breeding is what I need. It has chosen its mate so stupidly, a estrous Human. Raisha, we have to find a way to attune that human to it."