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Chapter 16 by mask mask

Can you catch your prey?

Yes, but you don't catch what you intended...

Your fishing catch the attention of a several mermaids. Some surface and you see them giggling, their breasts floating on the surface makes your cheeks feel hot as you imagine that they would be completely at your disposal if you managed to catch one of them.

They stick there arms playfully through the lasso rope and tug at it attempting to lure you to preemptively pull up the fishing reel.

A grate collapses and you sweat as you realise your time is limited. Suddenly you sea a glittering blue tail splash and realise that one of the mermaids was doing through you're lasso noose. You urgently pull on your fishing pole, firming your stance and pull on the motorised reel.

The reeling is surprisingly smooth, but from the effort you have to put in not to fall over from the weight of the pole, you resize with a thrill of excitement that you caught you catch.

As soon as the mermaid is above the grate you turn and drop it on to the metal.

Panting slightly from the exertion and anticipation you examine your catch.

It was indeed the blutailed mermaid, but... Seeing muscled brad shoulders flex, and biceps tense. Blond locks flung out of a handsome face you suddenly realise you'd caught a merman, and not a mermaid.

You'd been so set on a mermaid you hadn't thought about what you'd do if you caught a merman.

The handsome, muscular man smirks a glint in his eye.

"Now that you've caught me, what will you have me do?" He ask with a deep husky voice.

Well, what will you do?

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