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Chapter 3 by mask mask

What merfolk variety are you?

Shark

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You're Species is notorious both in the ocean and on land. You are proud of your own species that has survived 5 extinction periods and and think you deserve the respect your fearsome reputation warrants to you, even though a lot of it is born of ignorance.

As a merman of this species you belong to the weaker sex, but this doesn't stop your natural inclination to dominate your partner. Your kind is well known for their brief but passionate trysts along with a penchant for biting. Especially attractive women you are interested in.

You possess a natural confident saunter and and inherent easy self-esteem, and are confident you'll be abele to live an easy life in the ocean. Your iconic dorsal fin and powerful caudal fin, offer you quick movement.

Although not as easily provoked as many would think of your kind, you are no slouch either should push come to shove in a fight.

"Of course you are, with that self-aggrandising swagger of yours." mocks the adult registration clerk. "While you'll be able to throw your weight around, be careful or else you might find out what merfolk who hold a grudge are like."

While you are a bit surprised by their attitude, you aren't offended. Instead you eye her curiously. Octopuses are a delicious snack for many sharks. Soft bodied and slow, they usually leave behind something nice even if they escape. They have to be found first, of course.

This octopus mermaid is petite, which likely means her octopus counterpart is small as well. She smirks at you, twirling a finger in her hair, nonchalantly. A yellow and brown tentacle sneaks up from the sand to scratch one of her perky nipples.

You cruse closer thinking they look enticing.

The mermaid bows down to block your view with her face, smirking at you knowingly.

"Another word of caution for the overconfident. Beware of humans, or risk bidding farewell to the oceans." She straightens then.

You see a flash of blue and you turn your gaze down to her tentacle, she gazes up at you from below dark lashes. One of her suckers had attached to her nipple and was idly tugging her luscious brown breast in a casually erotic manner.

"Now tell me, handsome, what subspecies of shark are you?" She asks with idle curiosity. Her tentacle curling around her breast and squeezing it nicely.

What subspecies of shark are you?

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