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Chapter 15 by SweptUnderfoot SweptUnderfoot

Where next?

The small pool of water

Licking your lips, your eyes find the small pool of liquid in the far corner, and you decide to head towards it next, your bare feet echoing against the hard, tiled floor. The pool is a bright, crystal blue, unlike the unnaturally clear liquid in the well earlier. It's taken over almost a full quarter of the room, as it is somehow ringed by rock outcroppings that have pushed into the surrounding floor and walls, themselves covered in a bright green moss that reminds you of the inviting green of the room with the well.

You step forwards, leaning down on a knee to pass a single hand through the water. White streams continue to fall from your breasts, leaving light clouds in the water where the milk mixes with the otherwise clear liquid. Still, you reach for an untainted section of water, and pull up a quick drink of water, cleansing your thirst.

Sighing, you stare into the water. It seems so cool, so inviting, that you just feel like you have to slip in. Already completely naked, your breasts still ache with a seemingly infinite amount of milk, and you just want to relax in some water. Carefully, you step forwards into the spring, sighing as the water slowly slides up to your ankles, thighs, sore cunt, and finally closed over your shoulders as you lean back slightly against one of the walls, floating on the surface. _Goddess this feels good, _you think to yourself.__

You're so focused on bathing, that you don't even notice as a figure breaks the surface behind you, but you definitely notice a tap on your shoulder, a calm and clear voice saying, "Um... excuse me?"

You can't help but jump a bit, and when you turn around, it's a woman, fair skinned in contrast to her dark hair. Looking down, you can see the rest of her body- she's completely topless, a pair of perky breasts resting atop her smooth chest, but that doesn't draw your eyes. Instead, you're drawn to her lower body, which is entirely that of a fish, a long, emerald green, scaled tail extending out from the place where her groin would be.

"Hey dear. Hope I didn't startle you too much, it's just been a while since I felt something on the surface of this pond." The mermaid's voice is clear, a singsong melody of bright sounds, and a true beauty to behold.

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