Like The Salmon Playing With The Stars 16

Setting: Earth.
Ships: Alec Finch / Unnamed Mermaid.
Characters: Alec Finch (f human), unnamed mermaid.

Warnings & Triggers
  • non-consentual touching

  • Other Topics Included
  • masturbation
  • over-stimulation

    There's an interesting glitch in one of the old DS games Alec recently picked up at a flea market. She discovered it by pure chance, when she was growing frustrated with the game freezing up.

    In the game, which seems like a Sims knock-off, or perhaps like tamagotchi, but also not, you raise fish, build their tank, feed them, and play with them. In it, you could occasionally be visited by mermaids, though she didn't know how the logic behind mermaids appearing in fish tanks worked.

    Alec had accidentally multi-clicked on the mermaid when it was visiting, and she was surprised to see it react when it usually didn't. The mermaid looked around, with a startled expression on its face, as though it had noticed the taps. Alec tapped with her pen repeatedly, and saw how the mermaid flinched. Heard it gasp. The game wasn't supposed to have any sounds besides the bubbling sound of oxygen rising to the surface and a soft, mellow tune as background music. Alec had started to experimentally tap the pen in different places, but it was when she dragged it over the mermaid's body that it really caught her interest.

    The mermaid moaned. Alec was excited.

    The mermaid remained confused, startled, but the coding in the game didn't allow it to leave just yet, and Alec used the opportunity to drag the pen again over its body. It drew more moans out of the mermaid. It floated toward the pixelated sand, whimpering as though it was being touched all over. Alec rubbed the mermaid's breasts, stroked the pen down the mermaid's stomach, and to its crotch area. It mewled.

    The sounds were so real, unlike the faux bubble sound. It aroused Alec, and she shifted, mounting a pillow that she slowly rutted against. She made pushing movements against the mermaid's shoulder, urging it toward a slumbering sea slug and its shell. The mermaid, bewildered but clearly aroused, heaved itself up against the shell. It rutted against it, much like Alec rutted against the pillow, but the mermaid's humps were more inexperienced, less measured, more uncontrolled. Alec tapped a fish, startling it to swim past the mermaid. It brushed up against the mermaid, and the mermaid whimpered. Alec stirred the tank, making the fish swim in a disarray around the horny mermaid. The mermaid moaned, whimpered, its voice shivering.

    Alec heard the exact moment that the mermaid came; it was a shocked sound, high-pitched and pleasure-filled. She dragged the pen against the mermaid's skin, and heard it sob in overstimulation. Alec caressed it again, and again. Her own arousal grew as she heard the mermaid's continued sobbing, and a soft pleading to stop. Alec didn't care about the request, and she chased her orgasm as the mermaid, forgetting itself in the touches it couldn't do anything about, started to touch itself, perhaps in hopes that it would quell the touches it was showered with. Alec cried out, the pen pressing hard against the screen, when she came, wetness pooling on the inside of her thighs.

    She wondered, would the mermaid still feel her touches the next time she opened up the game? She would discover that, yes, it did. And it couldn't escape the tank any more, leaving no respite from Alec's tortures.

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