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 Little Treasure of the Sea; Pt 1
Tags: M/g, ped, fantasy, mermaid, oral, exploration
Taking a well-needed vacation after dealing with the legal battle I had
going on with my bitch of an ex-wife, since our divorce was still heavily
argued about.  She claimed I had cheated on her, which was bullshit,

but....Well...I won't bore you with that burden...

   Heading to the Oregon Coast, a favorite vacation spot of mine for most
of my life, I had made a reservation at a nice ocean-view Inn, and was
ready to quickly hit the sand as soon as I pulled into a small public
parking lot, right across from the beach.

   Getting out of my car, I pulled out my backpack with my towel and a few
snacks inside, and slipped off my shoes as I walked down the stairs and saw
the several dozen beachgoers, who despite the cloudy weather, knew when to
take advantage of a dry-weather day.

   Walking along the coastline, in the nice cool wet sand, I wasn't even
aware how far I'd travelled when I looked back and saw only a few people
were maybe 3-400 feet away, at the closest, meaning I had plenty of beach
for myself.

   Opening my backpack and pulling out my towel, I layed it across a
driftwood log, and as I was about to sit down I hear the sound of water
splashing behind me.  Looking behind me, I saw a large pile of seaweed was
in a small pool of sea water indented in the sand, and could see what
looked like a large fish trapped under the mass of vegetation.

   Leaning down to free the trapped fish, my eyes bulged open as I saw that
it wasn't a fish under the seaweed.  Well, not ALL fish.  Seeing the
obvious appearance of something resembling a human being's torso-and-up,
including a very-human looking face, yet a few strange bumps and ridges on
the tiny face.  The long golden-orange hair was brilliant in the clouded
sunlight, and as I looked closer, the face looked like that of a young
girl.

   Could it be?  Was this a Mermaid?

   I crouched down at the side of the small creature, around 3 feet from
head-to-tail, human on top, which I made the obvious conclusion as I saw a
pair of tiny nipples on her bare chest, and fish-half, complete with a tail
fin covered in scales, SHE looked to be around a 7 or 8 year old
girl--despite her "fishy" features.  I reached my hand to touch the pale
shoulder on the girl creature, and saw her whole body jolt as she sprang
up, splashing her tail into the pool of water, and soaking me.

   Moments later the little girl mermaid's eyes opened, which were a deep
green, and breathtaking.  She looked around, seeming to be trying to recall
where she was, then she looked over at me, and I saw a look of frightened
confusion on her face.  A tear formed in her eye, and she opened her mouth,
as if to speak, but I couldn't hear a thing.

   "Don't be afraid..." I began to reassure her, as I reached for her
shoulder again, to kindly calm her down.  She looked back at me, and stared
at my hand, then her own arm extended towards mine, and our hands touched.
The feel of her skin was almost like silk, and her tiny fingers looked to
be partially webbed.  Opening her mouth again she made a barely-audible
noise, which sounded like a dolphin.  "Can you speak?" I asked.

   Nodding, she paused, looking like she was thinking hard, trying to
muster her first words to me.  Then I heard a tiny voice, cracking a
little, "...Speak...", as she nodded.

   "You understand me?" I asked, hoping to extend our line of
communication.

   "I speak." she nodded again, with a smile.

   "Do you have a name?" I asked again.

   She looked to be lost in thought again, trying to come up with the right
answer.  "Irisa..." she told me.

   "Irisa?" I asked.

   "Irisa...I called Irisa..." she replied, then she opened her mouth to
try to say something, but looked lost.

   "Irisa...how did you get here?" I asked, wondering if she could properly
answer, or even knew the answer.  Suddenly her eyes began to swell, and I
could hear a soft whimper.  She was crying.  I knelt closer to her, and
couldn't help but feel sad for her.  "Do you remember?"

   She nodded, then what she did next was beyond all imagining.  She leaned
her head close to mine, and out foreheads touched.  In a flash, faster than
the speed of light, I saw images, strange, bizarre, and fantastic images.
Underwater, Mermaids swimming in the ocean, sea creatures, memories of
Irisa.  Several ones with adult mermaids, most likely Irisa's family, her
parents, siblings, friends...and then ones I wish I could forget, as I felt
an overwhelming sadness as I saw the unmistakeable color of red in the
water.

   I shut my eyes, shook my head, and looked back at Irisa, who looked back
at me, still weeping.  "What..what was that?" I asked her.

   "My memories..." she replied, not at all pausing to think of her words.
Then she looked to be putting something together.  "I...I can speak
better....?"

   "How?" I asked her, as confused, well MORE confused as she was.

   "Maybe when I gave you my memories, I got something from you...it's how
we share between our loved ones..." she explained.  "...what's a FORD
MUSTANG....?" she asked.

   I chuckled, "FORD MUSTANG?  It's a car..." I began to reply.

   "Car?" she asked.

   "What we, humans, use to get from place to place...how we travel..." I
added.

   She looked at me, then looked down at my feet.  "You don't swim?  Where
is your tail?" she asked.

   "We...don't have tails...we have legs, and feet..." I explained.  "Which
we use to walk, and do things with..."

   "Walk?" she asked.  "You said you use "Cars" to travel."

   "Well, yeah...but we can also walk...and we can swim too." I continued.

   "How?  You have no tails..." she easily reminded me.

   "We use our arms and legs..." I began, as I mimicked a basic swimming
motion in the air, and heard her giggle a little.  Her laughter was
wonderful, a little human sounding, with a slight dolphin squeak.

   She looked at her own arms, and then her tail, which flicked in the
water.  Gazing back at me, smiling, I could tell she had something on her
mind.  "You can touch my tail..." she smiled, inviting me.  I placed my
hand soflty on her tail, and felt a smoother silkiness, not scaly or dry
feeling, but easily the most pleasant thing I'd ever touched.

   "It's amazing..." I smiled.  "Where did you come from?" I asked.

   "A small reef...a few...miles towards the horizon...my family and I..."
she led off, and stopped as her sadness came back.  I had to console her,
and placed my arm around her shoulders.  She smiled, wiping her eyes, and
placed a hand on my face.  "You're...Andrew..." she said my name, without
me even telling it to her.

   "How...Oh...yeah..." I nodded, but couldn't help but think of what was
about to happen to Irisa.  Her family was dead, and I didn't want her to be
unprotected from anything that could hurt of kill her.  But she was a
Mermaid, and I hadn't a clue as to what I should do.

   "Where do you live?" she asked me.

   "Well....right now I live in a Hotel..." I replied.

   "Hotel?" she asked again.

   "Mm-Hmm..." I nodded.  "Do you have anywhere to live?" I asked back.

   She shook her head, "...the reef...but I can't go back there..." she
explained sadly.

   Then I nodded, and came to an agreement with myself.  "Well...you can
come with me." I told her.

   "I can?  I can live with you?" She asked, looking the happiest she'd
probably been in quite a while.

   Nodding again, I had to think of a way to get her off the beach, and
back to my car.  "Of course...but...." I led off as I grabbed my towel. 
"We'll have to get to my car..." I told her, "...but it's probably gonna be
a problem if people see....your tail...", I added, as I placed the towel as
best as I could over her long, silky tail, which she let me do.

   "Will you carry me?" she asked.

   I slipped my backpack on, and smiled.  "For now." I lifted her into my
arms, and began to walk back across the sand, towards the parking lot. 
Luckily no one was paying much attention as I carried Irisa, who looked
more like a little girl than a mermaid as her tail was covered by my towel.



   We arrived at my car, I got my keys out, and put the top down.  Setting
her softly inside the backseat, she smiled.  "This...this is softer than
the ocean floor..." she giggled, enjoying the cushion, and I couldn't help
but chuckle.

   I unlocked the door, got in, and turned the engine over.  Suddenly she
jumped.  "It's okay..."

   "What was that?" she asked.

   "The engine...what makes the car go..." I told her.

   "How?" she asked.

   "Human Engineering..." I smiled, as I slipped it into reverse, and she
jolted again as the car moved.

   I saw her reach into the small pocket on the back of the seat, where the
Operators Manual was, and she immediately began to read.  "FORD MUSTANG
Instruction and Operations Manual..."



   As we drove down the interstate towards the Hotel, I glanced back as we
came to a light, and saw she was already through the ENGLISH portion of the
manual, and was well into the SPANISH section.  "You can read that?" I
asked her.

   She merely nodded, and looked back at me.  "Have we reached your Hotel
yet?" she asked back.

   "Almost." replied, as I turned to look, just as the light changed to
green, and continued driving.

   Arriving minutes later, I pulled into a close parking spot, right in
front of the room I was staying in, and at just over $100 a night, I was
glad just to get away from my real life for as long as I could.  Maybe a
week, maybe more.

   Irisa looked towards the large building, and gasped.  "You live here?"
she asked.

   "Well, just in that room there..." I explained, as I pointed to my room.

   "Wow!" she exclaimed in amazement.

   Luckily no one noticed as I lifted Irisa out of the back seat, letting
the towel drop, and her fish tail flop about, as she seemed to be excited
all of a sudden.  I carefully unlocked the door, and carried her into the
room, and carefully set her on the queen mattress.

   "Ooh....this is soft too..." she smiled.  "What is it?" she asked.

   "A bed...where people sleep..." I explained, knowing there were plenty
more questions in the future.

   "What's in there?" she asked, pointing to the bathroom door, slightly
open.

   "That's the bathroom..." I explained.

   "Bathroom?" she asked.

   "Mm-Hmm...where humans do things..." I began.

   "Oh...!" she realized, getting my drift, and probably picking up
something she'd "absorbed" from me earlier.

   "Do mermaids...?" I asked.

   "It all comes out like a fish..." she began explaining, but stopped due
to the odd topic.

   "We also take baths..." I added.

   "Baths?  In water?" she asked, I nodded.  "Can I see?" she asked.



   Picking her up again, we walked into the bathroom, and I showed her the
big-enough bathtub, and she giggled.  "How do you bathe in there?  There
isn't enough room to even swim..."

   "Well, we just clean out bodies..." I started to say.

   "May I...may I swim in it?  Take bath?" she asked.

   "Take A bath...?" I asked her, getting her to merely nod.

   Setting her in the tub, she flicked her tail, looking excited to
experience something most kids hated, a bath.  I turned on the water, not
too sure if she'd want it too hot, but once the water splashed on her tail
she turned to all giggles.  "Oooh...that feels nice..." she smiled as she
waited for the water to pour out.  Within minutes the water flowed over her
tail, and had filled the tub almost completely.  She slumped down into the
tub, nearly too big to fit all the length, and remained underwater, doing
what came naturally to her.  I was amazed she could still breathe, her eyes
open, and a look of enjoyment.

   Suddenly she popped her head back out of the water, throwing her long
hair back, and spraying water all over.  She looked at me.  "Do you want a
bath too?" she asked me.

   Pausing, as I couldn't help but admire her tiny nipples, definitely one
of her best human features, as I suddenly felt an affection to Irisa, and
almost a bit of arousal.  I'd never had a thought, nothing beyond normal,
for ANY girl of her age, and knew how THOSE kind of sexual desires were
frowned apon.

   But this wasn't in the least bit ordinary.  She was a mermaid.  She had
a fish tail, but also a cute pair of nipples.

   "Andrew?" She asked.

   "No...I'm fine...you can have a bath..." I smiled back, as I merely
watched her happily play in the water, flicking her tail, and being
absolutely adorable.

   As she bathed, I sat on the edge of the tub, and noticed something
strange happening.  She too saw the same.  Her tail, a crystalling
greenish-blue was fading, a strange sight, her tail looked to be almost
dissolving or something.

   "My tail??" she asked, a look of worry on her face.

   "What's happening?" I asked, as we both watched in awe as her tail began
to slowly disappear, and what looked like a pair of HUMAN legs began to
form from it.  The pale color of human skin, matching her top half, became
more and more apparant, and I could see the formation of a pair of feet
where the end of her tail had been.

   "It...it must be the water...." she paused, as she sipped some of it,
"...it's not salt...it's fresh..." she said, a bit worried, but still
amazed at her transformation.

   "You know what's happening?" I asked her.

   She nodded, "There are tales of what happened to our ancestors...some
left the ocean, heading to freshwater, and soon became humans..."

   "You're becoming human?" I asked again.

   She shrugged, then looked back down at her slowly forming legs and feet,
which she lifted in unison, still acting like a tail, but then she felt the
movement of her joints, and bent her knee.  "I can move them?"

   "They're legs...you can do all sorts of things with them." I explained.

   "Like walk?" she asked.

   "Yep.  Walk, run, everything..." I began, then was surprised when she
had built up the strength quickly, and tried to stand up for the first
time. She nearly fell sideways, but I grabbed her around her waist, and
held her upright.  "Careful...!"

   She got her balance, and placed a hand on my shoulder.  "Th..thank
you..."

   "Well, you're up at least..." I chuckled, then noticed what my hands
were touching.  I felt the soft skin, not as silky as her tail, of her
smooth lower back, lightly touching her ass cheeks.

   She looked down at me, then felt where my hands were touching.  "What's
this?" she asked, feeling her ass for the first time.

   "It's your...butt...what humans have...connecting your legs to your
body..." I started, then looked back down at her legs, and peered up to
between the new parts and saw something amazing.  A little, hairless slit.
What I'd imagine most girls her age had.  I couldn't help but stare.  It
was perfect.

   Lifting her leg, she inspected it, as well as easily bending her leg to
look at her foot.  "Feet, right?" she asked me, not knowing she was giving
me an even better eye of her little pussy, making me feel the bulge in my
pants starting to sprout.

   I nodded, then stood back up, placing my hands under her arms, and
lifted her onto the floor.  She buckled a little, but with my help she
amazingly took her first steps as a human, and giggled at the sensation of
walking as we headed back towards the bed.

   I set her on the bed, and she lay on her back, feeling the softness on
her legs and ass.  "You like it?" I asked.

   "Mm-Hmm...it's nicer now..." she said as she lifted her legs into the
air, exposing her slit once more, and giving an additionally nice view of
her little ass cheeks.  I could even see a bit of her little rosebud,
adding to my arousal.  Noticing my look, she sat up, and looked back. 
"What?" she asked.

   I exhaled, "Irisa...you're really pretty....beautiful..." I told her,
not afraid to tell her how I felt about her.

   "I am?" she asked, looking at me smiling, as her eyes swelled with
tears. I walked over to her, and she stood up and lept into my arms.  "How
do humans show they love someone?" Not saying a word, I kissed her on the
forehead.  "What was that?"

   "A kiss.  How we show we love someone." I told her.

   "You love me?" she asked.  I nodded, then she kissed me on the forehead
as well.  "I love you..." My heart swelled with joy, as I at back on the
bed, with her little naked ass in my lap.  I knew my growing cock was about
to get noticed, and I felt her her cheek brush against it.  "What...what's
this?" she asked me, touching her hand, out of curiosity, onto my crotch.

   I laughed.  "It's...well...do you know how mermaids are made?" I asked,
not really changing the subject, but hoping things would connect.

   "My mother carried me inside of her, until I was born..." she began
explaining mermaid biology.

   "Do you know how you were made?" I asked her.

   She shook her head, then got where I was leading.  "Do humans not lay
eggs?  Do you breed like us?" she asked.

   I nodded, "I'd assume so..." I shrugged, not too clear on mermaid
biology, reproduction, and so on--but since they were half-fish-like I
didn't know where their Human similarities ended.

   "Human males insert into a female?" she asked.

   "Yep...a man will put his..." I paused, as she stood up and looked down
at her tiny little human girl slit.

   "Is this where a male inserts his...?" she asked again, as she found out
she could do more with her pussy, and slowly spread her labia apart, giving
me a wonderful view of the wonderful pink inside.  "You...you're a
male...I'm a female..." she tried to do the math.

   I shook my head, fighting my sudden urge to help her explore all about
her newly found humanity.  But not only was she a mermaid in a human body,
she was also a little girl, no more than 8 years old. 
"Irisa...you're...too...how old are you?" I asked, still not sure.

   "In the age of the Ocean, I am "EEKEKKE" she said, sounding like the
dolphin-like noises she made when I found her.  "...you don't understand?"
she asked.

   "Afraid not...is it like your calendar?  How you keep track of time,
days...?" I asked.

   She nodded.  "...time?  Days?  Yes...the Ocean...we go by the rhythm of
the tide and currents...but...in Human time I would be nearly that of a
female of 8." she explained, finally.  "Does this mean we can't copulate?"
she asked, incredibly abruptly.

   "Well...8 is too young for us to "copulate"..." I told her, biting my
tongue and kicking my ass, as I badly wanted to full-on fuck her, but
wanted to ease into anything beyond where we already were.

   She looked as if she was upset, but smiled.  "But your seed..." she
said, as she touched her hand to my crotch, and gave me a "pick-me-up". 
"Males shouldn't waste their seed...the life-giving jelly..." she explained
in her own words.  Then she looked at me, with a demanding look.

   "What?" I asked.

   "You must not waste it...in the ocean the laws of nature tell us to
share a males seed..." she began.

   "What do you mean?" I asked.

   "When females reach the age of...well, 14 in your time, we begin to
prepare to have our own offspring.  The males get together and pick out a
mate for the rest of their lives..." she added, giving me a few really nice
mental images of underwater mermaid orgies.

   "So you haven't ever...you're still a virgin?" I asked, now knowing her
innocence was still intact.

   Shaking her head, she sat next to me on the bed.  Her bare chest pressed
into my side.  "Can you help me?" she asked.  "I know I'm too young...but
I've never seen a male fertilize a female..." she told me.

   Getting most of her request, I nodded.  "You want to see me?  Watch
me...?" I asked.

   "Please...?" she asked, her innocent a beautiful face looking up at me,
breaking my heart, and driving me to give in to her plea.  Feeling my cock
was probably going to burst if I didn't cum soon, I pulled down my jeans
and flicked my sandals off.  She watched as I pulled down my boxers and sat
back next to her.  Her eyes widened as she saw my erect cock, seeing a
human's organ for the first time.  "How does it work?" she asked as she
quickly grabbed it with her hand, and gave me a bit of a chill.

   "Oooh...oh..." I shuddered, then held her hand in mine, as she held my
cock.  "Easy...gentle..." I told her.

   "How do I see your seed?" she asked.

   "First off, for humans we call in "cum"...well...yeah, we'll call it
seed..." I smiled, liking the term more, to be honest.  "And for a male to
make his, what did you call it...?"

   "Jelly." She explained.

   "Jelly...we have to be really excited and happy...like when we copulate
with a female...who's old enough..." I told her, as I knew I was dashing
her hopes a bit more, and once again kicking my own ass.  "When we insert
into a female, we spray our jelly, and fertilize her eggs..."

   "Can I see it...see your jelly?" she asked, giggling like a little girl.

   "You can help.  Use your hands to pump up and down...pump my cock..." I
instructed her.

   "Cock?" she asked.

   "That what males have.  A cock." I told her, as she still wasn't sure
about the idea of jerking me off.

   "What do I have?" she asked as she spread her legs, giving me another
fantastic view of her little pussy.

   "A female has a pussy...or cunt, or twat, or slit..." I named a few
words.

   "Twat?  Slit?  It looks like a clam or oyster..." she stared at her
little slit.

   "Clam.  I like that...you have a clam..." I smiled.

   She laughed.  "So I pump your cock....?  And your jelly comes out?" she
asked, driving me up the wall with her inquisition.

   "Yep..." I began, but paused as she went back to FINALLY giving me a
handjob.  "Mmmmmmm....yeah..." I smiled, softly moaning as I leaned back
onto the bed, and let her explore my cock.

   "What are these?" she asked, as her other hand rubbed my balls.

   "Those are balls...where the seed is stored..." I replied, as I felt my
precum dripping down, slicking up her hand as she stroked my cock.  "Keep
going, and my....ooohh....jelly will spray..."

   "Soon?" she asked.

   "Ye...yep!" I exclaimed as I knew I was about to cum.  I felt my balls
tighten, and the pressure was about to burst.  "I'm
almost....get....get...ready..."

   She stopped stroking my cock, and I felt something else touch my cock
head.  Soft and wet.  It was a tongue.  I sat back up, and some sort of
inherent human sexual nature, maybe from what she'd picked up from me, took
over.  I could feel her tongue lick my cock head, as nearly the entire
thing was swallowed into her mouth.  She popped her mouth off, and smiled.
"Is this alright?" she asked, then went back to licking my cock again.

   "Oh yeah...mmm....get ready...I'm...I'm...OH...OHH!!!" I yelled as my
cum began to spray, squirting into her mostly opened mouth, taking her by
surprise as several more shots squirted her in the face and chin.  "FUCK!!"
I shuddered as I blew the last bits of my seed onto her tiny face.

   She smiled, as the cum dripped off her hand and face, and didn't even
hesitate as she licked all she could, cleaning herself off, then swallowed
the majority of it.  "Your seed tastes like salt water..." she giggled. 
"...like some of the fish we ate..."

   I chuckled, loving the sight of her face still with some of my cum on
her chin.  "You like it?" I asked.

   "Mmm...yeah..." she smiled.

   The End