I was underwater, but I could breathe fine. I was naked. The water was warm. I couldn't see the surface or the bottom of whatever body of water I was in. I was just kinda swimming around. The swimming was much easier than I would have expected. It occurred to me that I didn't really have a gauge on how long I'd been in this underwater locale. It could have been hours. It could have been days. I wasn't particularly bothered.
Just then, a mermaid came into view. Which, sure, why not a mermaid? She was beautiful, with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes, breasts to die for, and, you know, a fish tail. She swam up to me with a sweet smile on her face. She stopped in front of me. We looked at each other. Then she moved into my personal space, put her mouth next to mine, and began kissing my lips and face. It was extremely arousing! I put my hands on her breasts, kneading them gently and teasing her nipples. She reached down and began caressing my penis, which grew long and hard. It seemed like it was longer and thicker than I remembered my penis being, but I didn't give it much thought, as I had my hands full.
Just then, I felt something behind me. I glanced back between kisses, and saw that it was another mermaid, coming up behind and below. she stopped at my ass, and began caressing it. Also extremely arousing. Then she spread my cheeks apart and began licking my asshole, which was seriously wigging me out. It was next level arousing.
This went on for a while. Presently, I became dimly aware of activity in my crotchal region. I spared a glance, and saw that another mermaid had swam up from below. Her hands joined the first mermaid's in caressing my penis, and then after a moment, she swallowed me to the hilt, down her throat in one smooth movement. After a moment she began bobbing her head, pulling out almost completely and then all the way back down. Over and over. Holy shit, people. That was really arousing. I was starting to feel the pressure of an impending orgasm. It seemed really important. And then it happened. Except, instead of coming out of my penis, I came out the top of my head, a big spurt of milky fluid shooting into the water above me. My sight grew dim, the mermaids retreated, and then everything faded to black.
When I came back to myself, I was sitting in a chaise lounge on a beach somewhere. The sky was bright purple, the sun was orange, the water was turquoise, and the sand was shiny black. I reached down and touched the sand. It had a powder-like consistency and did not stick to the skin at all. I looked out at the water again. That's when I noticed the man standing off to my right. When he saw me notice him, he stepped closer.
He was an older gentleman, silver hair done up in a pompadour. His eyes were glowing green, and he was wearing a green tuxedo. He stood next to me, as if waiting for something.
"Hi," I said.
The man made no move. "Hello," he said. His voice was deep and melodious. "Will you tell me your name?"
"Yeah, it's -" But I couldn't tell him my name. It was the damnedest thing. Right there in my brain where my name should've been, it was blank. Like somebody had erased it. "I don't know what my name is," I said, perplexed but for some reason not alarmed.
"Your name is Marcus Causwell," said the man.
It didn't ring a bell. "If you say so," I shrugged, and looked back at the ocean.
"My name is Wray Manzarek."
I frowned at him. "Wasn't he the organist for the Doors?" I asked. Then I looked away, still frowning. "Why do I know that? And who were the Doors?"
"I was named after Ray Manzarek, and yes, he was the organist for the Doors. They were a rock band in the late 1960s to early 1970s. My programmer was a fan. You know about my name because the computer is starting to bleed into your mind, and vice versa."
"You said your _programmer_ was a Doors fan?"
"I am the AI at the heart of this pleasure terminal."
That explained the glowing green eyes. So we were in a pleasure terminal. That explained a lot.
"We don't have much time," said Wray.
I was swimming again. The mermaids were gone; I was alone in the water. For a little while, anyway. Then I saw a school of fish approaching. They looked maybe three feet long, and they were coming fast. When they got to me, they began circling me. There were six or seven of them. Something about looking at them, the way they were going around me, I found keenly arousing. I could feel my penis stiffening, lengthening. The warm water caressed my length. I looked down. My penis was two feet long and as thick as my forearm. This was not normal.
Something about the fish caught my eye. They began to slow down and circle closer, and then I saw that instead of scaly skin, they were covered in human areolas and nipples all over their bodies. The fish moved in closer still and I brushed my hand over one of them, feeling all the nipples brushing against my fingers and palm as it swam by. It was uncannily arousing. They moved in right up against me then, swimming around me, rubbing their nipples on my ass, my arms and legs, my chest and belly, my back, my face, my hands and feet, and most importantly, my penis. It was amazing. I could feel it building, building - and then I had another mind-melting orgasm. Once again, I came out the top of my head. There was more of it this time. Suddenly and without warning, the fish scattered. Within moment they were all out of sight. And then it was like someone turned down a dimmer switch, and the scene went black.
