To Be Reborn as a Nereid

Billy Hughes was scared, being stuck in a glass capsule, and most of his body was encased in a slurry of viscous multi-colored fluids. If it wasn't for a breathing apparatus on his face, and that the fluids only went up to his neck, would he even have been able to breath? He had been standing in his shitty studio apartment just minutes ago, and now was in a room he didn't recognize, surrounded by people he had never met. Some of the people looked like creatures from myth, one looked like an angel, and most of all, there a was a demon. At least seven feet in height, with burning eyes, fire red skin, and long, flowing silver hair, this demon went around in a toga, announcing various things. She had shown a list of options for Hughes that had scared him, and the implication that an audience he couldn't see was voting on what he would be transformed into... it terrified him.

"For Hughes, we have a winner with 42.11% of the vote, the Nereid!" The demon announced. "Do note that the runner up, Dark Elf, while it won't be re-appearing for Hughes, will be a transformation available to future contestants, depending on their needs and performance."

https://strawpoll.com/1Mnwk3BDAn7/results

The capsule Billy Hughes lay in dropped to the floor, and the fluids caked him. He had closed his eyes just in time, but then felt the mixture of fluids enter his eyes anyway. Every possible opening was one the fluids entered, and if it wasn't for the breathing apparatus sealed to the lower half of his face, he wouldn't have been able to breath. In that moment of panic from all the fluids in the capsule chamber enveloping him, he heard an electric charge go off, and then something activated in the fluid mixture. But it wasn't enough painful, instead, even as he began to feel his body morph, a most pleasurable sensation entered Hughes body.

Every single memory of every time had been humiliated, hurt, or worst of all, yelled at, about acting like a man, or failing to be sufficiently masculine, ripped through him. But unlike all the agony or tears that normally accompanied these memories, a feminine, sexy, and most of all, liberated sounding voice, whispered, "Who needs society anyway? Its rules are arbitrary, its punishments are cruel, and most of all, its rewards are hollow..."

All the while, a transformation spread through Hughes body. She, the word sounding so appropriate in her mind, felt wonderful from the emergence of her body. She didn't notice her former genitals disappear, but felt the wonderful pussy she got in its place. The same went for her much better heart shaped ass that pushed out in a most pleasing fashion from her body, or her beautiful new breasts that left no ambiguity to her new sex. Even though these new curves weren't visible to her, she could feel the amazing new body gifted to her in every sensation this growth gave her. There were odd changes, such as webbing in her hands, something couldn't figure out happening in her legs, and her back getting what felt like cuts, albeit not painful somehow, but every other change was so good that it didn't matter. That included, not least of all, her new face, as she could feel it being sanded away into a new, much more feminine form.

While pleasant, she did want this transformation to end. Her new body made this capsule uncomfortable, as even with her fat being redistributed, her was wider, thicker, and, in a final insult to her prior masculinity, far stronger. She was buzzing with energy to get out, and Hughes... no, this Nereid, the word popping into her mind, wanted to exert herself. Wanted to show everyone else here that she was no longer a scared little boy **** to prove themselves, but a woman who would no longer be held down by society's demands.

"Show them who you truly are now, not who you used to be," the voice said to her in farewell, as her capsule was shot out of the room's center. "Do not shirk from their gaze, and do not accept their shame, because you are now a Nereid."

Sensing something different, the nereid pushed and the door sprung open. She couldn't move her legs at first, but after some re-arrangement, they turned into webbed feet that she could stand on. So she rose from the capsule, and refused to cover her nude form at all, welcoming the gaze of everyone in the room upon her new body. A body with skin that alternated between different shades of blue, although none as dark as her indigo blue hair. She knew in that moment she would never wear clothes again, and that she never, ever, allow society's expectations get in the way of what she wanted. But what did she want?

"I present, to you, our Nereid!" The demon announced. "As you can see, she has no shame, and is one of the most beautiful creatures you ever will see. This season's master will need to prove himself if he wants her. Speaking of..."

The demon paused to walk up to the Nereid, staring at her with the same kind of pride a parent stares at a successful child. "Dear, I'm pretty sure you want a new name."

"Yes, I am a nereid, not a wimpy human man." Any fear she may have felt at the demon's presence was gone. Disappeared under the electrifying confidence of her new form, and the power that came with it.

"Try Casteilise dear, I think you'll like it," the demon said. "You do need a name, even if it's just one someone can scream while you make them cum their brains out."

Casteilise did like that name. She didn't need a last name, especially not from the people who ignored and abused her while she was Billy Hughes. She had been reborn as a creature of the water and sea, of nature's wrath, neither of which belonged, in any manner, to Hughes. So Casteilise it would be, as she nodded her agreement.

"Apologies about the lack of natural water dear, but we'll be fixing that soon." The demon said while leading her to a nearby bathtub. "How about you take a nice bath as we finish you off."

She entered the bathtub and the water felt so, so good. Castelilise hadn't realized how the dryness had sneaked up on her until she got into the bath, but her body had been aching again for some fluids, but not to drink. Rather, it was as if her skin needed water, as if she had become a frog like amphibian that didn't do well when dry.

While Castelilise relaxed in the bath, the demon announced the next change.

"Coming in with a crushing 55.56% of the vote, we have a winner in What Master Desires!" The demon announced.

https://strawpoll.com/YVyPvNxO4gN/results

The demon then came up behind the relaxing Castelilise, and whispered into her ear, "Let me help you get to know Felix a bit more intimately."

The nereid then felt the demon massage her forehead, and a very dirty knowledge enter through her fingers. Knowledge of a boy named Felix, who had a massive impact on her life when she was known as Billy Hughes, but as Castelilise, felt distant in a lot of ways. But as knowledge of what he wanted poured into her head, she grinned, because it made her realize the thing she now wanted, the thing this new body was obsessed with was sex. Not for status, not for bragging rights, just for the pleasure of the act, to the point that knowing what this teenage boy wanted only reinforced what she wanted to do.

"You're going to hear people, me included, call Felix the master, but don't worry about that," the demon said while continuing the massage her head. "The only desires you need to care about your own. Just think of the knowledge I'm giving you now as a tool to help further what you desire already."

So Castelilise examined this new knowledge she had. Felix had the typical fantasies of a teenage boy, such as fucking multiple women at once, just having sex at all given he was still a virgin, but, there were some more specific things. Above all, he wanted to be desired, for someone to initiate sex with him, and to take any ambiguity about whether his partner wanted him out of the equation. So intense was this want to be desired that he had fantasies about being **** by someone who lost control from their lust towards him, but that he was ashamed of. This burning desire to be wanted was something the nereid could take great advantage of, as a being humming with lust, and just waiting for a willing partner.

There were other fantasies that allowed Felix to be more dominant, but were either shallow porn fantasies, like his desire for anal sex, or tied right back into his want to be desired. For instance, he loved free use, which tied back into that idea of being desired. If someone not only willingly had sex with him, but loved it so much that she gave him permission to fuck her anywhere, at anytime? That suggested she loved sex with him to the point of giving up her own autonomy to get more of it. It was why his favorite blowjobs were from women who hadn't just sucked him off, but done so in a way that seemed greedy, as if they wanted to drink every single drop.

Everything went back to being desired for Felix. Perhaps he was so insecure that he needed to know someone didn't have any ulterior reason for fucking him, so needed to have just overwhelming levels of lust for his body. Maybe his mother's experiences with sexual ****, something that even in this part of his mind showed up, made him need to know, with absolutely no ambiguity, that his partner wanted to have sex. What mattered was that he wanted to see, hear, and most of all, feel, that his partner wanted him. The weight of someone's hands on his wrists, the grab of a partner yanking him back, the grip of two hands on his ass, pulling him in, and the palm of a hand on the back of his head, holding him for a kiss.

Castelilise loved this. Nereids always wanted sex, and she could take him. She could show this boy a level of desire that would terrify him. The same massage that had provided her knowledge of Felix's sexual fantasies had also told her about the game she was in. While she hated being attached to Felix, it sounded like getting 100 VP would liberate her from the worst aspects of it, and there was still part of her with guilt from her time as Billy Hughes. Without the sheen of masculinity, there was no question the bullying she had done, multiple times, in a futile attempt to get her brother's approval, was wrong. So perhaps she could live, for a time, with the knowledge that her boundless lust was trapped within the confines of a harem, and that she'd have to satisfy herself with all the women available and then a singular man.

"All done dear," The demon said while withdrawing from her mind. "Now, I've got others to transform, but before I do so, I'm going to re-arrange some things for your benefit..."

Vizrokoth took a pause before going to the next contestant, slowed down time so the viewers at home wouldn't notice, and made a brief commercial break so she would have plenty of time to finish off this redesign. This was a pause to re-arrange the fundamental nature of the bunker, and to do so with a ritual that would look like the demon was drawing something on the ground with her fingers. The then current arrangement of the bunker was not suitable for a creature that needed to sleep underwater, and that suffered horribly if she was kept out of water for an extended period of time. While the nereid had an amphibious form, this form was like that of a frog which needed to regularly re-enter water to avoid health problems. Besides, her other form, which was meant for travel underwater, was the one she would sleep in.

With this knowledge in mind, Vizrokoth redesigned the bunker. The primary change was relocating Castelilise's bedroom downstairs near the pool and all the other water based facilities. In addition, the upper floor of the bunker would have its hallways widened significantly, so as to add a series of canals, which terminated in the mess hall, and otherwise circulated around in such a fashion that the nereid could swim anywhere she wanted to in relative comfort. It wouldn't be as good as the ocean, but it would be sufficient to allow the nereid access to anywhere she needed to go in relative comfort. This of course included the master suite, which now had an expanded restroom with a special kind of bed for her to keep Felix in.

There were other changes of course. The hot springs were going to open soon anyway, so the demon just made sure the canals had easy access to them so that the nereid would only have to take a brief hop out of the water to gain access to another kind of resting spot. The demon also took the opportunity to redesign the other bedrooms to accommodate some upcoming transformations, and re-arranged some things. By the end, there was a redesigned bedroom for Noah and Hailey, two dramatically redesigned bedrooms for the now split dyads, accommodations for the angel in one of the dyad's bedrooms, and a re-arrangement of the northern hallway to account for lessons Vizrokoth had learned over the course of hosting.

Once this redesign was done, Vizrokoth snapped her fingers a couple of times to speed time back up, and then announced, "Welcome back to Harem Hotel! I apologize for the brief commercial break but it's time to go onto the next contestant!"