Once Bianca had gotten her to shore, she lifted the mermaid onto a towel and pulled her back towards her cottage, bringing her inside. She didn't know... what to do, so she filled her bathtub with cool water and, with a bit of a struggle, lifted the mermaid into the tub. Bianca put her ear to her mouth and heard light breathing, and watched her chest move up and down beneath her easily E-cup breasts. She poured some cool water over the mermaids head and face gently, and as she did, the mermaid. Left bound that way for too long, a slut could incur serious damage and perhaps altogether lose his precious genitals. I was aware of that but remained undaunted. To be honest, I personally find it incredibly compelling and, yes, highly erotic to put myself in a situation where through my own folly I might actually lose my genitals. You see, the risk of disaster, with its accompanying adrenaline rush, is part of the overall draw. In a way, it’s a little like rock climbing or race car driving,. Is that thoroughly understood?" She spoke the words in a demanding, authoritative tone, but I believe it was the hypnotic power of her piercing eyes that brought the message across most. That is the only explanation I have for my ability to obey this impossible command."Yes." Good. Men are incompetent, always rushing, unable to control their urges. I will teach you to slow down. You will learn that the journey is far more important than the destination."She began to undress. I knelt there in. ButI don't want any part of it, okay, Ames? I'll see you later."He got up, and stormed off to his room, but Amy couldn't help but noticethat he took his new panties with him.*May 23rd, 2035Their hearts pounding, nerves a-jangle, Amy and Karen walked hand-in-handto the Cosmetic Surgery clinic. Surgery had come along in leaps andbounds since the development of stem-cell based treatments and roboticsurgeons, and operations that would have been unthinkable even when Amyand Karen were little girls.