A Whole Bunch of Loki's

The Siren's Call - MerLoki - Part Two

The morning after I decided that I would switch my plan around and spend the day exploring the arcades and just having a bit of fun.

I hadn't managed to sleep well the night before, images of the ocean, the figure and blood constantly relaying in my mind and jolting me awake each time I managed to doze off, so I decided that swimming in one of the most dangerous bodies of water wasn't the best idea in my current state.

The day passed seamlessly as I played games, went on stupid rides and managed to win a good amount of prizes on the coin machines. I'd even managed to buy presents for the family and some rock for my co-workers.

In the evening I'd decided to merely have a night in, I bought some takeaway food on my way home and did nothing but lounge, eat and read until my eyes could no longer handle the tiredness which was no doubt enhanced by the sea air.

This was something that always affected me when I went to the beach, the sea air never failed to make me drowsier than normal.

Shortly after I let myself finally give in to the sleepiness that was dragging me down, I felt the temperature drop around me, my body feeling weightless as cold surrounded me.

Opening my eyes I found myself surrounded by a vast array of blue, green and browns, my hair floating around my face as I moved to look around me.

I'd watched enough clips online and on various shows to know that I was within the depths of the ocean, various creatures swimming around me as they ignored any disturbance I would usually offer.

As my body adjusted to the temperature I could feel a tightness on my chest, one that was all too familiar when my body was met with something cold.

Raising my hands to my chest, I could feel my now hardened nipples pressing against the palm of my hand but nothing to act as a barrier of direct contact between the water and my skin.

As if the facts needed clarifying, my eyes drifted down and confirmed that I was indeed topless.

Even worse than that, my eyes almost instantly bypassed my bare torso to the writhing scaled tail that now blended into the skin of my hips.

At that moment things seemed to be a peculiar mix of emotions, my conscious state being a weird one.

It was alert enough to make it obvious that something was off about the situation, but also hazy enough to make it still seem like a natural situation to be in, as if being braless was the strangest part of the change.

It was a form of dream that I couldn't recall ever experiencing before.

Seemingly beyond my control, my hands began to roam over my new form to feel the differences that I wasn't fully conscious of, though a small voice in my brain was finding this self exploration almost sensual.

The skin was smoother, the scales felt wonderful and the hair felt more luscious than I could ever recall it being.

My fingers slid up my chest, over my shoulder and further back on my neck, grazing against two sets of three horizontal slits that seemed to be allowing me to breathe.

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting a show."

I jump and let out a small yelp, twisting unusually seamlessly in this dream form that was beginning to feel more natural by the second.

Behind me was a haze of colours, as if he was being purposefully blurred for the sake of anonymity.

I couldn't make out any details from him, aside from pale skin and dark hair, everything else that could have been a distinguishing feature seemed blurred from my vision.

"Who are you?" I somehow managed to breathe out without the words catching in my throat.

"That isn't important," he states bluntly, swimming closer to me but not getting any clearer visually.

To me, he was almost like a mere silhouette of someone behind frosted glass.

"You seemed to be enjoying yourself," he continued, a blurred hand reaching out and weaving webbed fingers through my floating hair.

"I'm confused," I mumbled, feeling a pressure building up in my temples.

"That is no surprise, this is but your imagination after all."

The chuckle that left him was condescending and yet horribly alluring at the same time, a voice made for teasing.

His hand soon left my hair and began to slide down my shoulder, as he continued down the top of my arm his fingers barely grazed one of my exposed breasts and I let out a short gasp.

He ignored any sound I made and continued until he had reached my hip, I knew that the best thing for me to do would be to pull away from this stranger and yet I was drawn to his touch and wanted him to continue.

I felt his fingers begin to glide around the back of my hip.

As he ran his hand over the back of my tail, it felt exactly the same as if he'd be feeling around my rear as a human and my cheeks began to flare up at not only his touch but the way his eyes roamed over my exposed body as he swam around me, his eyes seeming particularly interested on my chest and the front of my tail.

"My," he murmured in a deep and hauntingly sultry voice, one of his hands running down my stomach to the front of my tail as his other remained on my rear, "you did turn out to be quite the beauty."

His webbed fingers pushed against the scales just below and centre to my hip bones, which gave away into something akin to a small slit that instantly felt sensitive and full as his fingers went in.

I let out a small gasp at the intrusive feeling and finally wriggle away from him, looking at him in utter shock.

"What have you done to me?" I accused, feeling a little breathless.

He stared at be briefly then gave me a lopsided smirk and chuckled that sly sound again.

"I haven't done anything, not just yet."

I awoke with a start, jolting up in bed, coughing and spluttering with a horrible sensation that felt like my lungs had been filled with water as an all too bright image of that blurred smirk dancing before my eyes and making me feel nauseous.

My phone trilled the usual non-work alarm on the bedside table, the starting lyrics of Maroon 5's Animals bringing on an irrational sense of dread after the dream I'd just had.

~Maybe you think that you can hide,

I can smell your scent for miles.

Just like ani-~

I hastily grab my phone and shut off the alarm, feeling tempted to smack it harshly and then throw it away from me but ultimately deciding that that probably wasn't the best decision to make in the world.

Even if it was only a cheap phone off of EBay, it wasn't worth wasting money I didn't have on replacing it.

Flopping back onto the bed, I wait for my breathing and heart rate finally relax to a normal pattern, all the while staring at the ceiling with a furrowed brow.

"I need to get this damn swim over and done with, it's messing with my head."