One with a strong, human sailor <3 (industrial era)

You swim along the waters surface, looking for something very specific. A lone boat. You wanted to catch a human who was out on the sea alone.

Just like any other mermaid you had grown up with the stories of humans. You'd always especially admired those stories about lone fishermen from fishing villages attempting to wrestle great fish out of the sea.

That's what you were hunting.

You catch sight of a the shadow cast by boats , but they are all large things, not what you are looking for. You also see other merfolk but they all keep their distance and they're not what you are looking for either.

So you keep swimming, idly cruising the sea near the coasts, searching. For days. You had eaten well before just before so you didn't feel the need to eat now. Though you did snag the occasional fish that swam infant of your mouth.

Finally you see it. A tiny rowing boat the oars paddling rhythmically in the water.

You swim underneath it and a bite to the keel of the boat as you pass. Yup, that was wood.

You surface at the stern of the boat and your eyes light when you see a burley seaman along on the rowboat. His Just what you had been after!

You call out to him. Of course you don't know any human language but that doesn't matter when you've got telepathy!

He doesn't seem to notice you, shaking his head in a way that makes him look a bit confused.

You decide to circle around his boat and ors and into his view.

'Hello Handsome!' you call out.

The sailor knits his brows again then starts as he sees you. Freezing momentarily on your face before dropping to you luscious breasts. Though your nipples are modestly covered by a pair of shells.

His cheeks turn pink and you thrust out your boobs as you circle to the bow of the boat. However his attention is quickly drawn away from your almost entirely bare torso to your your first dorsal fin.

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