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Chapter 7 by Gatsha Gatsha

Can the controller of sea creatures regain control?

Fishfreak makes a sacrifice, but...

The ill-tempered fish monster had had enough. "RrrrRRRR FUCK THITH!!" Yelling, Fishfreak retracted her own frog-like portion of tongue enough to place the end of the fish she'd tethered just in-line with her teeth... Then, she slammed her powerful jaw shut, cutting the Fillerfish off at the tip of its tail. She disdainfully spat out the remaining bit after unwinding her own tongue from it. "Good RIDdan- OWW!!" Before she could celebrate, another wicked sting to her bottom reminded her of her unfinished business. Roaring, she began spinning in place, trying to get her own teeth clamped onto one of the flailing eels that formed her arms.

Lanus watched that with continuing curiosity... From his viewpoint, he was aware of a fact Fishfreak herself seemed to have failed to notice. The fish she'd cut off was still clinking across the floor. Suddenly, it came to a stop, then coiled up like a snake, its pointed head moving first like a rattle, then growing as still as a compass needle pointing to magnetic north... "Uh oh. Oh geez." The cat man squinted his large eyes shut, unsure if he should watch.

Finally, just as the woman's shark teeth displayed in a victorious grin, having finally caught one of her own arms, which seemed to be causing the other to lay off for just a second...

... A Fillerfish found the hole it belonged in, shooting from the floor like a launched javelin to fill it.

"AAAAAAAIiiiiiiIIIGuuOOOOH FUUuuuuuuuck..." Fishfreak first screamed as she was entered, then tapered off to an unreadable, empty expression as every ounce of her concentration shifted to mentally preparing herself for the feeling... as the rough-headed intruder attempted to squirm its way into the hole between her cheeks. "GuOOOAGH... Th-THIS is... TRUE... HELL..."

It turned out hell had only just started. The remaining active eel on her arm grew more vigorous, slapping the side of her ass and creating an indescribable sensation as the walls of her butt slammed against the foreign object in her body, making her wince and whimper.

"I read... it doesn't leave until it dies," Lanus reminded her, peering through his fingers. "Uh... do you want some help?"

Will Fishfreak debase herself to ask for help?

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