Factly The Mermaid

 Swimming around the vast sea. I finally found the place where I first arrived. 

I feel a faint tingle of the old portal magic that dropped me here. It's been 

twenty years since I've been stuck in this world. Thoughts of revenge have crossed 

my mind many times over. But I'm just too used now to my comfy mermaid body. This 

world relaxes a person. Being exiled really isn't all that bad. The Elders must think 

I'm suffering in my own personal hell. But I've molded this world into a paradise of 

my fitting. And everyone is happy because of my achievements. 

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I remember when I used to be a human man. I wasn't very handsome. But I had 

my charms. Being born from a Homunculus father I was forced to study magic, and 

I got very good at it. But Magic soon lost its charm. I was more into science and 

technology. The Elders hated my career path and forbid me from learning the 'Heretic 

Arts.' They just wanted an easy replacement. Someone stiff and boring, just like them. 

But as the years went by and I studied the sciences, in secret. As I grew in rank, the 

Elders hated my ideas of openness and reform to accept non-magic interests among the 

populace.

Until one day I was betrayed by them. They were afraid of my power and influence.

And one fateful night, in a magical referendum, I was blasted by the whole council

and their paralysis spell. Surely they spent ages trying to find the right time to

take me out. I found it strange that the Elders had allowed me to take the stand and

discuss my findings on alternate worlds. Places where magic was fundimentally different,

or places where our abilites wouldn't work. But it was all a trap. I was at their mercy. 

I knew they couldn't kill me. Since we all shared an immortality spell. But the Elders 

and their Magicians had other means to try and dispose of me. 

Even though I was frozen stiff, I could still hear the Elders bickering and arguing. 

They eventually all decided to open a portal to the dozens of recently discovered

alternate worlds. Worlds that I had found using my own research, using science and 

magic together. I may not like magic, but I am a fool not to use it. Some of these 

fantastic places dont even have magic at all. They figured that if I get thrown in 

to one of these portals, I'd be stuck there for good. And they would quickly prohibit

my findings and make it taboo. 

I could sense their smugness. Their laughter and cheers as they went through my notes

and chose a tropical water world with less than 1% percent magic. In their eyes, it 

was my perfect prison. Two Elders pulled out their staffs and used their magic to 

expand the small portal originally meant for peeking and studying. Once it got big,

the smell of Ocean, and water started to gush in and flood the discussion chamber. 

Another group levitated my stiff body and moved it towards the irridescent portal. My 

body tingled as I broke the barrier between worlds....

The oceanic pressure crushed my lungs and my muscles compressed as I was suddenly 

deep under water. I could feel the residual magic from the paralysis spell begin to

fade away. It hurt like Hell. I felt like I was dying even though I wasn't. It was

useless to try and pull any magical energy out of the ether since this world didn't 

have any. I didn't want to sink to the bottom of the ocean and simply become a lump

of jiggly flesh. My mind was racing. What can I do? I dont know which way is up and 

if I even had the strength to swim, where would I go? 

But then, it came to me. My body is magic! I'm half homunculus. Even though I'm mostly

human, I was bred by the Elders to be a human magic battery. All my life, I just got 

good at magic and my original use faded away. Now, the only magic in this world is the 

one contained in my flesh. 

Since I knew this alternate world's mostly populated by mermaids, I had no choice but 

to transmogrify into one of them. I mentally pushed the fading magic in my body into

all the homonculus genome in my cells. Instead of collecting magic, they'll now have

a new function of transforming my body. I remembered my anatomy classes. The dissecting

of fish and a few primite mermaids my old world was known for. I willed my flesh to

become that. Anything to help me from drowning. 

My heart and lungs soon acclimated to the deep oceanic pressure. My deep breaths took 

in water, but it no longer hurt. I was panting and breathing as I became more aware of

my surroundings. My eyes were used now to the darkness. It was pitch black, but I was

aware of my own body and the subtle changes the remaining magic in me was working on. 

I certainly felt smaller. The immense watery pressure compressed my muscles, or my body 

cannibalizing itself to my new shrinking form. Probably both. Phosporus and Calcium and

other elements are being leached from all my bones and are being sent somewhere else 

in my body. The muscles in my buttocks are streched and my hips are widened as flesh 

finds new places to anchor itself. My thighs and legs slightly bleed in the water, as 

each micro-cut begins to erupt in shiny protective scales. Whats left of my legs slap

and flop in a unison direction as they fuse into a massive fishy trunk. Thin, gossamer

fins, curl and fan out. They soon gather rigidity as fresh new blood flows in them. 

The mermaids in my old world were ugly nasty things. More like goblins with fins. I

definitely didn't want to become that. There were old stories of Beautiful Sirens of

ancient times, but they went extinct and people regarded them as myth. But my past

observations of this world showed the mermaids of this realm as agile, curious beings. 

I dont think I'm going to be intimidating in a smaller male form. So I had no choice

but to become female. 

I knew time was running out, as I found it more difficult to change my upper body. My

lower half was now completely fish-like. My mind didn't feel exhausted, but surely

the rest of my unnatural body was. I imagined how I would look like as a female. In

the other world, I was celibate. But there was plenty of reference books on the 

womanly form. Softer features, curves and slenderness. A slight pudginess not found

in males. Breasts, hips and hair. What would be pleasing to the male eye. But there's

none in the deep, dark ocean. Only me and my runaway imagination. 

No longer in fear of my demise, and my lateral line not sensing anything around me 

in the ocean's waters. My bodily reserves of magic are almost out.  I have to let

my new body and unkown organs adapt. I meditate and float in place and sleep. Maybe 

my dreams will give a female form....

I awoke in a new place. I didn't know how long I slept for. But the ocean currents

must have dragged my unconsious mermaid body to a new place. Long locks of brown 

hair floated all around me. I used my dainty fingers to gather, slick and smooth

my hair to the back of my head. This place was not a dark abyss, but light did 

filter down to make things more visible. What was definitely visible now was two

healthy looking breasts on my chest. They were sleek, yet protruding. I used my 

hands to grab one of them and despite my comical attempts to pull them off, they

were permanently a part of my body. I touched my face as well. I had a tiny nose

and soft cheeks and pouty lips. But with no mirrors in this world, I couldn't tell

if I was pretty or not... 

I swam around for days, and didn't spot a single soul. The weather was warm and

hardly ever cold. It was a perfect, tropical paradise. I memorized all the areas

I've been to and generally created a map inside my head. I found rising terrain

and eventually came across a few islands. I would lay on the beaches at night and

stare at the sky. Soon I figured out with the stars movement just how big this 

world was. It was quite large, And I'm on a moon on a larger Gas Giant.  No wonder

why I cant find anyone. 

Despite a lonley life between me and the sea. As the months passed. I amassed lots 

of information. There was signs of past mermaid life. Old underwater structures 

and clues to help a genius like me piece together that mermaids here have likely

migrated somewhere else. This world has five seasons. One more than my old world.

Most likely because of being in the shadow of the main planet. There are fast, yet

gentle oceanic currents that can move a mermaid like me across vast distances. 

But I've been stuck in the Southern Hemisphere for a few years now. I've mentally

charted the currents and I know there must be a way to get to the north. I have a

feeling that's where my new sisters and brothers are. In the years I've been here, I

discovered primitive, yet useful science and technology. On the beaches, I found

a plant that can twist to make threads. A coconut that seems to have explosive nitro 

in it. And I've crushed shells to make a red dye. I was quite proud when I wove my first 

bra. I know no-one is around to complain, but I want to be modest, if I ever meet someone. 

And I dont want floppy boobs to be the first thing people remember me by. I also just 

about domesticated some soft, comfy Coral to sleep on. They grow fast and dont seem to 

be bothered by me touching them.

There were some near misses and clues. But one night, it happened. There was a weird,

celestial alignment! I almost missed it. There's another smaller, hidden moon pulling 

on this world. The ocean currents changed slightly, and with past observations, I can 

sense that theres a gap between two large islands on the equator! The Ocean currents 

there are off but there should be a way to get to the northern hemisphere! It should

last at least ten days before it closes.

Without fear or hesitation, I swam my way over there, let the current guide me. My 

years of lonliness and excitement will end here. I'll discover new things and find

my first mer-person. But the swim over was more treacherous than I thought. I traversed

my way steadily avoiding huge undersea boulders and seamounts. I was bounced around by 

rough waters, but eventually I made it through. But I was so tired after that arduous 

swim, Waves were crashing on me as I lay exhausted on some rocky outcroppings...

I was shaken awake. "Hey, You okay girl?" A voice rumbled in my head. "Did you come 

from the Sea Wall?" Still in a daze, I nodded my head. It was a mer-boy! Still trying

to grab my bearings, I quietly floated on the ocean surface. Staring at the young man.

I needed to contain my growing excitement. I wasn't alone anymore!

"Thats madness!" The voice replied. I realized that the kid was talking telepathically.

His voice was rattling inside my noggin. "What's your name?" He asked. 

I got a bit flustered. I haven't heard such an existential question in years. I never

questioned myself once I was dropped into this world. What am I? 

"Factly" Was the only word that escaped my lips and tongue. It just dropped into my 

dazed, exhausted noggin. I love facts and science and technology. Is factly even a real 

word? I've been a mermaid for years now, but I'm reminded of my past life as a human. 

"Please call me Factly, I come from the south."

"No Way! So do southern mermaids use their voices or something?" The boy's words 

rumble excitedly in my head. He swims in circles around me checking me out and 

staring and glancing at my cleavage. "Here in the North, we use Echolocation!"

"Maybe, I dont know kid. I think I'm special." I reply. "Excuse me if im too forward,"

I shyly ask. "But can I hug you? I havent met another soul in years."

"Sure, why not!" The Kid replied in my head. My fin slaps and in a burst of speed,

I grab the boy and give him the deepest biggest hug I could muster. My arms are 

wrapped around his back and his face digs deep into my cleavage. Our fishy tails

flap to keep ourselves floating in the calm ocean water! His upper half is warm

while his lower scaly half is cool to the touch. 

"Please let go of me Factly!" The mer-boy yelps as his thoughts enter me. I awkwardly

let him go. Staring at another person for the first time sent shivers down my spine. 

"I'm sorry, but I dont want to call you kid. What's your name?" 

"Puente's My name, Exploring's my game!" The kid named Puente replied. "So since 

you're new here, I think you might want to meet our Queen, Joya..."

~~~~

"So, my dear. You came from the Southern Sea Wall? You traversed the far oceans of 

the south. Charted the stars and discovered ancient ruins?" The large, fat mermaid

queen stated."And you use your vocal chords to speak! You're quite the intrepid 

adventuress!" Queen Joya excitedly emoted. "I have no reason to believe you're a

fraud. Despite your anotomy being strange, I can tell when someone is a liar or a

charlatan. Yet you hold a mighty secret.."

Since I plan to live on this world for the rest of my life and have a need to make

friends, over a few hours, and late into the evening. I told Joya everything. She 

clung to my every word and was surprised over my tales and adventures. 

"Factly, your life is the stuff of legends. We mer-people are a nomadic denizens. 

We are mostly ignorant and complacent. But we are a good people. Our last 

star-charters died a long time ago. And we lost the ability to travel across the

Equatorial barrier. Your smarts and wisdom are welcome here. Many of us love a 

good adventure. If you're willing to become a leader, with my blessing you can

take as many of my mer-citizens as you need. We need to spice things up in our

boring part of the sea..." Queen Joya's speech was inspiring.

A new, wonderful idea popped into my head. Despite this world being quite primitive

compared to my old, magic filled world. There's still innovation and technology to

be had. Magic could certainly solve our problems. But science can do one better. 

There's resources here on this world that can better the lives of everyone. Myself

included. I gotta take little steps before I can go running. 

"Queen Joya, I've got a plan! I'm going to be gone for a few years, but I promise

you I can permanently open up the Equitorial barrier. The water between the Islands 

where the north and south currents mix are quite rocky and churn up the sea. We need

to smooth them out! I can make strong cloth nets out of fibers that come from an 

island plants to hold coconuts that hold a dangerous, explosive liquid. If I can get 

them to explode underwater, it should break up the rocks and lessen the rough waters 

strength. I also got some soft corals that we can plant along the rocky path to make

it eventually easier to get through. When I finish this, Mer-people will freely 

travel the rest of the world. And we will live a life of adventures untold!"

"Count me in! I go where you go, Factly!" Puente's eager excitement filled the

underwater chamber.

"Well, there's your first volunteer!" Queen Joya replied. "I expect great things

from you, young mer-person." Puente gleamed in excitement. "And knowing your 

determination, Lady Factly..... I know you can get this done."

Kappa Swap

Sorry for the lack of posts. Been working hard and have had no time lately to make stories. But I managed to make this one today. 

It's about two beings who swap bodies and are thinking about each other in the long run. 

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Hopefully come January, if my hours are reduced. I'll have more time to make more caps. 

Slime-virgin

It's not a match made in heaven, but both parties can work it out!

Public Service Announcement!

A picture someone put up on 4chan gave my this funny idea! Save water or the demon's gonna come get ya!

A Dragon Reborn

A dying dragon in the midst of battle attacks a soldier. Encasing him in stone. Years later, the soldier comes back, albeit in a different form.

The Stuck Nymph

A forest creature is stuck and it needs help to escape.

Allure Une

I've heard rumors from the local folk that there was this haunted forest nearby that contained a special flowery nectar. Many adventurers have had mixed luck in obtaining the golden nectar, so why cant I? A little investigation and spying goes a long way. Being a somewhat famous thief and the fact that the nectar was worth in some circles, it's weight in gold pieces. I had to get my hands on it.  Haunted forest or not, I packed my things and went in there by myself.

Bad idea. It should have been a two or three man job, with at least with one magician. I should have prepared. But I was greedy and I didn't want to share. After a day or two of tracking and wandering I was sure I was getting closer to my prize. I started to see some fairies. These guys were the key to finding that nectar. I redoubled my efforts. The path to the purple flowers was getting closer, and the perils harder. I faced off against fierce animals and other magical things. This haunted forest sure has it's tricks. It was getting harder to traverse the forest. The shrubs around me were sharp and my clothes were getting shredded by them. All the while, those fairies were getting more and more aggressive. They would flutter around me trying to distract me. Some would start throwing things. I would flick them away. But they were getting more organized. They started hitting me with their fairy dust. It had a heavy pollen-like smell. I sneezed a couple of times and my eyes got watery. But I kept on. My goal was just ahead of me. I wasn't going to let them stop me. But those fairies were smart. They had a plan all along...

I had those purple flowers in my sight, there was actually a lot of them in a flower bed. But whatever was in that fairy dust started slowing me down. My body was getting stiff. I lost my satchel. I dropped my dagger. I struggled with each step, my body wouldn't respond. I was so close, yet so far. I was now a human statue in the seemingly soft soil. My prize within arms reach. But unable to do anything. I gave up. I was at the mercy of the haunted forest. Even though I couldn't move, I at least could see around me... I could see them darting around. A few were landing on me. Some got close to me. I saw them fluttering by and mocking me, still throwing that pollen on me. It wasn't good. The little green fairies were up to something. I glanced over at the purple flowers. They were swarming all over them. They were shaking the flowers and collecting something. The fairies were coming towards me with some cupped leaves. In those leaves was the famed nectar I was looking for.

Soon I was surrounded by the whole lot of them. The fairies were swarming around me, I was a helpless captive. The nectar they threw on me was warm and sticky. The gummy substance started seeping into my skin. There was a few of them holding some sharp thorns. They were tearing off what was left of my clothes. I was left naked. With time and patience, the fairies also tore my shoes off of me. They would then poke and cut me, and they were making sure the nectar went into my wounds. My legs were bleeding from all the little cuts on me. In the meanwhile, other fairies were rubbing the nectar all over my body with their little hands. Some of the fairies were pulling open my mouth while others started pouring nectar down my throat. A couple of them even landed on my dick and pulled my foreskin back and they would rub more nectar on my cockhead. It burned at first but then felt good. Anywhere there was a hole in me, they found a way to get that nectar in there.

Soon it became routine. I don't know how many days passed by. I felt myself waste away little by little. But I never really felt hungry. Being stuck there, all I could do is stand there under the warm sun, the fairies would come and go as they please. While getting more nectar from the flowers and coating me with it. I don't know when, but I realized that I did gain a little bit of mobility back. A twitch here and a throb there. But I was still stuck in place. I could feel other parts of my body now. But it felt wrong. I was small and androgynous.  My toes somehow seemed really long, I could feel the ground? I excitedly shifted my torso and bent as close as I could to see my legs. The fairies were fluttering out of my way... I looked down on my body in horror. My dick was almost gone! I had a little drippy nub. I tried searching for my balls, but they were missing as well. All that was left was a green, shriveled little sack. I pulled on it, and it flopped back into place. I felt nothing. I grunted in anger. I glanced farther down to see what other changes there were... I was shocked by what happened. My legs were fat and swollen. Somehow they were fused almost to my knees! At the base of what was left of my legs, it was itchy and rough. I could see some green and purple colors just below my cracking, peeling skin. I tried wiggling my toes again, only to sense them in the soft soil. I had a bad feeling. I'm breathing heavily. I don't think I'm human anymore. I shed a sad tear out only to have a fairy lick it as it rolled down my cheek. I close my eyes and go to sleep in fear.

I woke up some days later. The fairies have finally stopped slathering me with the nectar. I inspect other parts of my body. My face is smaller and smoother. I began seeing patches of light green all over my body. I feel like I have longer hair on my head and thinner eyebrows. I saw no body hair anywhere else on me.. As my slender, green tipped fingers go through my hair. I feel a lump right above my ear. It feels funny, a little squishy. I poke it a little and it hurts. I'm scared. I sigh and try not to think about it too much. With nothing else to do, it's time to inspect the other changes in me. I move my hands toward my butt. It definitely feels very soft and cushy. I feel my smooth stomach and some soft, girly curves on my body. One thing that started to scare me was a strange jiggle as I moved around. My hands go towards my chest... They're small but they're definitely breasts. It looks so wrong on me. I could see green veins on my breasts under my pale skin. I've had enough! I have to fight this! I am a man....I am angry at the soft flesh on my chest; and thinking I could just tear them off, I give my nipples a good pull. A shocking, pleasurable pain goes all throughout my body! From the bump on my head to what's left of my legs. It jolts my body. My mouth opens, and I let out a sharp piercing sound! No human can make that noise. To make matters worse, My chest started to leak. I could see some yellow fluid dribble out of my nipples. It attracts the fairies to me, but I try to swat them away. My whole body begins to shudder and I feel very tired all of a sudden. I find a way to curl into myself. I could feel my breasts rubbing up onto what's left of my knees. Yellow dribble keeps coming out of me. It coats my stumpy legs. I cover my face with my hands. I close my eyes and sleep.

I wasn't sure how long I slept, but when my drowsy eyes finally opened. There was soft red hairs covering my face. I shifted my head a little and my hair fell to the side. I didn't see any sunlight. I saw a purple dome surrounding me. As the rest of me was waking up, I hear some strange rustling all over. I realized that in the time I was sleeping, my body went through some further changes. I could tell that my body was completely green now. My roots were deep in the soil and I could feel my neighbors, the trees. I could sense the purple flower garden calling for me. It's almost like they're happily singing my arrival. That purple dome is an extension of me. I'm in a pod. I decide to open myself. As I start moving my arms and shifting my hips, my purple dome starts to unravel. There's a satisfying slurping sound as my petals shift and come apart. I stand up. I look around and see there's still a few fairies nearby. My eyes are now open to new things all around me. I sense things that no human could. As I try to figure out my new role in life, There's a sharp pain on my head. Right where that bump was. It certainly wasn't a bump anymore, it was a bud. I felt a little tearing on my scalp. It hurt. Something was trying to come out of me. I forget about everything around me as well as my new complete body. I know I have to bloom. It will make the pain go away. So I take a deep breath, and push. I ran my fingers through my hair to try to clear some space for the bud to open. Finally after some exhausting pushes, the bud on my scalp bursts open. Purple petals open up out of my head. It's my flower! A fragrant smell wafts through the clearing in the forest. I am proud. A feeling of peace surrounds me. Somehow this feels right. I am now a beautiful plant. This is meant to be. I lean back and fall on my huge leaves and petals. I decide to take a nap.

Eventually, the warm sunlight wakes me up. It feels so good! I look up into the sky and I stretch my arms out above me. When I look down, I finally get to see my fully formed woman's body. If I were still human, it would have freaked me out. But I smile. I see beautiful curves and I see some magnificent breasts on me. They are huge, soft and green. I playfully start grabbing them. They feel so good and sensitive. I cant believe I wanted to tear them off! As I was playing with my nipples, I feel a throb in my belly. I immediately look down on my crotch. I have a pussy. A fully formed green pussy. It was itching for attention. My hands went down to play with my hungry pussy. Each thrust my fingers did in there would send a furious rush all over my body. My breasts were in pain as well. It's like they were jealous and wanted more attention. While my body was awash in pleasure, I was trying to figure out how to please all my erogenous zones. I didn't want to stop touching my pussy. I only had two hands. I was getting angry. Suddenly, there was something moving down by what would have been my legs. It started with a little push, and then some popping. I winced in pain for a second. Vines were coming out of me! They started to slither up to me. I could control them. Naturally, I willed those vines to move onto my breasts. While I was furiously slicking away at my pussy, my vines were massaging my heavy breasts. Also for fun I sent a vine down into my ass. It hurt when it pushed into me, but I found a way in. I was pleasuring myself. My body was in a sexual rhythm and I dared not stop. Each push, tug and pull seemed to make my body more heavy. My breasts were filling up with something. My pussy was leaking. My hands went to my breasts and my tentacly vines gave them a good squeeze. My own golden nectar was oozing out of my engorged nipples! My other hand dug into my pussy, and it pulled out even more nectar as well. I screamed in orgasmal excitement. The fairies once again swarmed me. They would carefully collect the fluids coming out of me. Their little hands scooping up my nectar. Like bees they would taste it and take it away to some place. I was in bliss and I didn't care. I now lived my existence masturbating and feeling good. In the meanwhile, the fairies would harvest and protect me.

As the years pass by. The forest gets bigger and I sense more of my sisters. They were human once. The fairies have been busy. I learned to read the fairies movements and their customs. While they're fiercely protective of their crops (me), they occasionally let a few humans into my clearing. The fairies do let me have a little fun. I enjoy the company of man every now and then. The adventurers think they are smart. I hide inside my pod and when I emerge, I act all innocent around them. I spray them with my pollen. It's like an aphrodisiac to them . Like all men, their curiosity and horniness gets the best of them. I let them play with my body. They think they have control. They enjoy it when their dicks go into my sticky pussy. But my pollen eventually slows them down. I have too much fun ensnaring them and playing with them before they perish. I take pity on a few of them. I steal their seed and let them go. A few of them manage to escape back to human lands, but others become dazed and lost. They get captured by the fairies. They soon become my new sisters.

Decades pass by and I have grown into a magnificent queen. I gained the ability to escape from my roots. I can move where my heart desires. I learned the fairies language and they are loyal to me. I have absorbed powerful magics from the forest. It was calling for a leader, and it molded me into one. I visit and explore where all of my sisters are. I now rule over all creatures in the forest. Any man that ventures into my queendom is mine to play with. By taking a man's seed I learned to birth my own children from my womb. Not to mention the ones that are grown by the earth. Each one is a powerful warrior. The humans complain and attack my dominion; but they know better than to go to war with the forest. But we must prepare, for the humans are smart and crafty. They are capable of everything. I should know. I was one of them so many years ago.