The Ring Ch 04 2

The Ring

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments. I love hearing from all of you and you are the reason I do this. This story was from an idea one of my fans suggested.

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Chapter 4

Melissa seemed to think best in a hot bath, so she drew a bath and soaked thinking about what she had done since finding the ring. The ring had granted her wish and had given her a figure that she had always dreamed of. It given her exactly what she wished for and had begged for all her life but was it what she really wanted. She always wanted a Playmate body and now she was one and every man dreamed of her, but did she want them.

She discovered a new figure that she loved to display, tease, show off and really exhibit in all its glory. Along with that she really discovered her sexuality and the unbridled passion, desire, incredible orgasms that her mind and body were capable of. She had changed into an exhibitionist, unrepentant nymphomaniac, bondage slut and submissive that loves being sexually driven wild and used. But is this who she really is?

Growing up all she wanted was a hunky lover that loved her totally and completely. She can honestly say that neither Fred or Albert loved her, they only wanted to fuck her delicious body and watch as she orgasmed repeatedly. So, she knew she was not where she wanted to be. Oh yes, the sexual and orgasmic discoveries were incredibly wild, and she still wanted more but she wanted to learn additional ways to feel what she and her body were capable of. While the physical aspects of her new body dominated her mind, her heart wanted someone to love, cherish and pay attention to her.

Her mind drifted into many of her childhood fantasies. Many of the stories and movies she had seen created ideas she could explore with the help of the ring. She remembered princess Lelia as the slave in Star Wars and wanted more of that, but she had experienced some of that with Fred. She had also experienced her huge cock and black lover fantasies. The Halloween costumes fulfilled many of her other fantasies. Suddenly she thought of something she wanted to try.

Melissa has always been enamored with the Little Mermaid. Now she wondered if the ring could let her experience that, after all it had given her this centerfold body and pornstar lusty desire. Could she be transformed into a mermaid?

While still in the tub she wished that she could be a mermaid and suddenly she had a gorgeous aquamarine mermaid tail and her hair started growing. Her torso was still her centerfold body, but it seemed a little more streamlined, but the body changes were subtle. Her breasts were still large, full and succulent, but their shape was slightly different, sleeker and better for swimming. Well that answered her question, yes she can become a mermaid but she needed to go to the ocean.

As she tried to get out of the water her tail morphed back into her athletic legs and she could walk around. She wanted to do this, so she needed to figure out how to get to the shore. A mermaid needed to be in the ocean and that is exactly what she wanted. Now she had an idea.

Melissa dressed in her long coat and did something she had planned on doing the first day of her ring induced centerfold body, go shopping for sexy, revealing clothes. She spent the whole day shopping and came home with casual, slutty, sexy, clubbing, elegant clothes and some tiny revealing swimsuits for her mermaid idea. She spent the next two days researching mermaids and everything revolved around myths, stories and fairytales.

She had no idea what was real and what was fiction, but one thing she could decern was that mermaids were always hunted. They were a mythical creature and if someone saw one it would be worth a fortune if they could capture it. So, Melissa knew that when she became a mermaid, she needed to keep her wits about her and watch for mermaid hunters. She thought it sounded kind of exciting, after all she could always change back if things got dicey.

With her new rampant sexuality, she kept trying to research mermaids' sexuality and mating habits. Everything she found was pure fiction, some more believable than others but what that told is that no one really knew and she had to make it up as she went. Some of the most believable were mermaids that shed their tale and made love or mated just like a normal man and woman.

Melissa came to the conclusion that her mermaid fantasy would be mostly up to her. She had to be careful and watch out for herself. So, she decided that the ocean for her would be the Pacific Ocean around San Deigo, specifically around Coronado Island. So, she packed a small bag, since she didn't think she would need many clothes, made sure her rent was paid for a several of months and bought a plane ticket to San Deigo.

When she arrived, she chartered an Uber to the Hotel Marisol Coronado. She never checked in but walked around until she found a secluded area in a rocky cliff where she found a place to stash her bag where it wouldn't be found. She stripped naked, put her clothes in her bag and morphed into a mermaid. She slipped into the water and found it deliciously sensual swimming naked. Her big mermaid tail propelled her incredibly fast through the water and she had a little trouble at first with her control.

She went far out into the ocean exploring everything she saw. Melissa found that she was in awe of her mermaid form rocketing through the water, she loved it and felt like she was home. She found her eyesight and hearing were much more acute than they had been as just a woman. She heard boating motoring through the water and even heard some whales singing in the distance. Melissa found that she loved being emersed in the ocean and the sensory overload that went with it.

Swimming beneath the waves was beautiful, serene and made her feel part of something. She began to realize that this was shat she had been searching for. But instead, she had gone with her baser instincts fueled with endorphin filled sex, exhibitionism, bondage and wild passion. None of that actually made her happy, but it did make her feel more alive. Her mermaid form and being part of the ocean life gave her happiness and purpose, she loved it and wanted nothing more than being a mermaid.

She found a cove further up the coast that offered many secluded spots that gave her the isolation she knew she needed. She remembered all the tales of fisherman hunting for mermaids and knew she needed to keep her wits about her. She caught fish to eat and for several days explored her new world. The days past and Mellissa felt more and more at home, days turned into weeks and then a month. The longer she stayed in her mermaid form the blonder her hair turned, the leaner she got and the more she felt she really became a mermaid.

Every few days she would revert into her human form, throw on a miniscule bikini and spend time either in San Deigo or Coronado. However, she found herself more and more in the ocean in her mermaid form and truly felt, for the first time she was home. This was her natural habitat and she loved it. Melissa still loved going into town in her tiny bikini's and still loved all the ogling stares. Her exhibitionism was still full engaged and she needed doses of men drooling over her spectacularly gorgeous body, that seemed to attract more stares the longer she was a mermaid.

Her taut belly and small waist seemed to get sexier every month, while her hips and butt became more muscular. However, her breasts seemed to get larger, fuller and more beckoning and the bikini tops seemed to get smaller, covering less and less of her breasts. But she had no desire to engage anyone and certainly had no desire to get fucked like she had in New York, as a matter of fact she no desire to ever go back to New York and wanted to live here. Her eyes had changed color and seemed to change from a brilliant blue to an aquamarine color based on where she was. To top it off her hair grew until it caressed her butt and it had turned a brilliant golden blonde. The longer she stayed in her mermaid form the more her body changed into a gorgeous, sleek and sexy mermaid.

One day during her forays into the Cove, she saw a gorgeous hunk of man. She altered her path to follow him from a distance but didn't get very close. Her underwater vision showed him to be a strong virile male and gorgeous as well. Her interest was piqued, and she followed him until he left the water. Then she came back every day at about the same time to see if he would reappear so she could see him again. Her mind's eye remembered rippling muscles delivering smooth easy strokes as he swam. Something about him drew her to him like a magnet. As she watched him a hunger grew in her sexual core, with her heart pining for him and in her dreams, she knew this was the man for her.

On the third day he showed up again, but still she hesitated to get up close. While he was strong, handsome and powerful, he also exuded fearsome authority that made her keep her distance. After the third day she wanted a closer look. Everything she saw on the first day was only enhanced as she watched him swim.

She timed her foray towards the mouth of the cove to watch the human swimmer. She had seen him from afar and desperately wanted to see him again. This time she wanted to see him up close and planned to swim underneath him, but far enough back so she wouldn't be seen. He was a little older than she was, but it was hard to tell how old he really was. But he was sleekly muscled, with almost zero body fat. His face was rugged but handsome in ways that made her swoon. His shoulders were huge, heavily muscled and tapered to thin tight abs that showed his six-pack abs. His legs were huge, strong and heavily muscled.

He swam in long deep strokes that were smooth and easy. She loved watching his muscles ripple with power as he propelled himself through the water at an impressive gate. His powerful strokes made her wonder how his arms would feel wrapped around her. He seemed dedicated, passionate and focused on his swim. She wondered what that passion would feel like when it was focused on her.

In part of her research on mermaids she remembered that mermaids only fall in love once and when they mate it's for life. She wondered if after months as a mermaid she was taking on the characteristics of one. Her body ached in every way for this man and if she was to fall in love and mate with one man, she felt as if she had found him.

The hunk she saw swimming affected her like no man ever had. Yes, in the beginning she wanted to have Fred and Albert fuck her senseless, but this was very different. While she felt her body ache for him and wanted him to actually make love, her heart also just wanted him to hold her, cherish her and really love her, all of her.

She watched his concentration as he focused on his swim. She swam underneath him, close to the bottom of the ocean and studied him as she swam. Something about him made her want him. He definitely had the looks, strength and power, but it was something else. The feelings she had on the first day only got stronger. She felt all gooey inside as she kept pace with him. She felt her sexual core becoming wet with need and her nipples ached to be stimulated.

Her mind began to drift with fantasies about this man wondering what it would be like to have him make love to her. The water swirling around her nipples only added to her desire. Would his touch be gentle or demanding and would he give her fantastic orgasms, something as a mermaid she never achieved? No man had ever touched her mermaid form, but she remembered all the teasing and multiple orgasms when the ring first gave her this body men desired. Her pornstar sexual desire was still with her and it had been months since she wanted or allowed a man to touch her. Maybe this could be the man.

At night her dreams were only of him, but they varied from highly sexual to having a best male friend and protector by her side. They were many times she woke up with her hands frantically trying to dispel the furnace in her womb. She wanted him in the worst way, but really had no idea how a mermaid could make him hers. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts about this mysterious, hunky swimmer and she forgot to keep her wits about her. As she followed him, she was dreaming of those massive arms holding her tight and that rugged face kissing her. She even dreamed of those hard muscular buttocks thrusting himself inside her. Damn she was hot for this guy.

Her fantasies took her mind off one of the cardinal rules of being a mermaid. Never let yourself be seen or get caught. This had been drummed into her since she did all her research, and she knew she must be captivated if she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings.

She was swimming behind him when he reached the mouth of the cove and did a flip turn. Suddenly she was staring at him in the eyes and for a moment she was mesmerized feeling his eyes reach inside her and tug at her heart. It seemed like she had a lightning strike to the heart and couldn't breathe. In his eyes she saw a fierce warrior with the heart of a gentle lover.

She saw a lifetime of pain and anguish, but a longing to be and to give love to someone special. Her heart leapt in her chest wanting to have this hunky warrior conquering her and taking her to his lair where they could find the love each craved. In that same moment she wanted him desperately, but then quickly realized what was happening. With a strong flip of her tail, she turned and rocketed out of sight with her long hair trailing behind her.

She kept going until she couldn't see him anymore. Then she rose to the surface for a look around, then sunk to the bottom to think. He had seen her, and his eyes told her that he wanted to know more about her. He seemed genuinely interested in her and his eyes told her that he liked what he saw. She felt his heart leap to match her pounding heart and both hearts joined in that moment. He was also mesmerized with suddenly confronting a mythological, albeit stunningly gorgeous creature. She felt tremors and goosebumps control her body. Could this really be happening, could he be the one?

As long as it was just a dream, she was okay, but now it could become a reality. Deep inside she wanted this, but it would be breaking all the rules. She swam to her home in the cove and thought about what it would be like to make contact. If she did, it would have to be as a human, and she couldn't let him see her as a mermaid.

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Steven felt at home in the water. Everything great in his life happened in the water. His baptism, his time in the Boy Scouts all involved water. Long ago he became a SEAL and he loved when water insertions were part of his missions. He knew if water was involved everything would be a success and he would always be safe. He swam every day as part of his fitness routine, but also a day without being in the water was unrewarding.

As part of his education, while in the armed forces, he also graduated with a PhD in Marine Biology and Marine Archaeology. If he was in the water, he would be happy. As much as he loved the action, he had gotten too despondent for SEAL missions, and he retired after only fifteen years.

He wanted to make his mark in the world with his knowledge and not killing someone. But don't get him wrong. He loved the guys, the comradery, the importance of the missions and of course keeping freedom alive. While he was very good in the SEALs, he wanted to be great at something else, discovering something or creating something.

At six foot three and two hundred ten pounds, he was all lean muscle. His arms were as big as some men's legs and his legs were as big as some men's waist. His chest was broad and rippling with muscle although the downy hair on his chest hid some of his musculature. His washboard abs hinted at an unleashed power hidden inside his powerful body and he knew how to unleash the power if he had to. He believed that his most powerful weapon was his quick sharp mind.

He had rented a cabin and now was using it for his home base plus his morning swims. He normally swims out to the mouth of the bay, turns around and swims back for a total of four miles. His long deep strokes propelled him at a good clip, and he would normally swim a mile in twenty-five minutes, but sometimes he relaxed and took longer. He preferred his swims in the mornings, but sometimes work interfered and he was forced to swim in the evening. This was one of those days and the cool water felt great on his heated physique and he needed the cool down on his mind and body.

There were times he swam his laps twice, mostly when he needed time to think or decompress and today was one of those days. Work had been exasperating and he had to deal with other PhDs that thought they knew everything. He knew learning was a lifelong event and nobody knew everything.

He was on his second lap when he did his flip turn and was face-to-face with the most incredible sight... a mermaid. But not just any mermaid, she was spectacularly beautiful, small boned, petite, with a slim incredibly taut, lithe physique, perfectly unfettered, full breasts, a tiny waist and the most captivating aquamarine eyes. Her eyes seemed to search for his soul and his heart pounded in his chest and his breathing stopped. With that one look he knew she had to be his. She was the woman, albeit a mermaid, that he had searched for all his life, and she was a water creature. It made perfect sense to him to find her in the water.

Their eyes stayed glued together for what seemed like minutes, but it could have only been a few seconds. But for those seconds he saw a kind, curious and passionate woman. Her eyes were intriguing, pulling at him in a way that made him stay there transfixed. With their eyes glued to each other, he felt as if she was next to him, and he was holding her in his arms. If she had been next to him, he would have held her in his arms and kissed her passionately.

No other woman had ever reached into his heart like this mermaid did. She was his soul mate; he knew it with that one look, it was love at first sight and he had to have her. She was a water creature like him and everything good happened in the water. He started to reach for her, but she was too far away, and his movements seemed to create panic in this waif of a mermaid.

At first, she seemed as captivated by him as he was of her, and her eyes transmitted her love and passion into his soul. But then fear took over and with a flip of her tail she was gone in a cloud of golden blonde hair. Her hair hid her figure, but her fluorescent blue-green tail glimmered until she faded in the water.

He tried to swim and catch her but there was no hope of that. He stopped and tread water trying to understand what he had seen. She was not a mirage, but a real-life mermaid and a stunningly gorgeous one at that. More than that, she captured his heart in that one passionate and loving gaze. What did she want and why was she following him? All he knew was that he wanted to see her again.

As much as his intellectual curiosity was piqued, his heart pounded in his chest. She was the most spectacular creature he had ever seen, and he wanted to hold her and make love to her. All these feelings happened in the course of less than a second. He had to see her again, talk to her and hold her in his arms.