Mermaid Effect

Location: Pine Street Apartments, Kansas, USA

Time: 03:00am

The silvery moonlight slanted into Rand's apartment.

The curtains were not pulled, and the faint silver light curtain shrouded the man with his eyes closed. On the dark blue bed, his moonlight* is rendered like a ivory jewel in a blue velvet jewelry box. Rand's eyes are closed, and the eyelashes are shadowed at the bottom of the eye. However, his cheekbones are unnaturally blushing at this time. If you look closely, you can hear his breathing becoming more and more urgent and heavy. .

It was a beautiful dream, for Rand.

Like all men, this dream brings a sweet impulse. His body muscles are tight between the unconscious, he frequently turns over to adjust his posture, and his thin fingers tighten the soft sheets under his body. As for the fingertips are all white.

This is just a situation that ordinary men often encounter... if you can ignore the obviously unpleasant smell in the air.

It smells similar to the smell of the little monsters, and the latter rand has gradually become accustomed to it, but in general, there is still a big difference.

The smell became more intense, it smelled so sullen, if Rand was still awake, he would probably feel that even the air became sticky like a gel, it was hard to judge whether it was aroma or smell, it smelled Going up... is like the purest hormone.

Yes, it is the kind that will make people feel hot, blood will flow faster and want to do something.

And Rand's current situation, no doubt, is precisely because of this taste.

Some ambiguity blew out from Rand's wet, rosy lips, his throat was rolling, and the eyeball trembled rapidly under the eyelids.

Then he finally woke up from a deep sleep because of that strong feeling.

He opened his eyes in difficulty, and there was a feeling of abnormality in the body.

For a moment he even felt that he was still in a dream, because he felt that his body seemed to fall in an infinitely sticky gelatinous ocean. He realized that he should get up and put on a dry panty, but his body was soft like a forty minutes of pasta, which was incredibly soft. He has no way to make any effort, except breathing - oh no, even breathing is so difficult.

Rand now smells that smell. After all, the taste has become more intense. They are like some kind of physical stuff. As Rand breathes into his lungs, his body is slow. Slow, Rand's stomach is disgusting because of this taste.

This is not normal.

Rand is clearly aware of this.

Something is wrong...

He took a bite of his lips and he tasted some **** smell, but he didn't feel any pain at all, even though he felt that every inch of his skin was burning like a fire.

Maybe it's a fever, or something strange?

Rand was in a state of extreme confusion about his current state of affairs - he didn't think that a fever would lead to something else on the body...

In the struggle, he turned over very reluctantly. Just this behavior made his heartbeat speed up again. The kind of sullen taste made him dizzy. Only a little bit of it would lose control of the body again. .

However, after all, it was a little bit worse - because Rand heard the slight breath.

No, that doesn't even seem like breathing... but something that is damp and wet in regular friction.

Rand tried to hold his breath, and he even began to suspect that the sound was coming from himself - you know that people’s chests always make strange noises during high fever, and their messy heads always give A variety of wrong judgments.

He just held it for a little while, because after a short time, the mattress behind him was obviously sinking, and the spring made a small scream of "嘎吱-嘎吱-" under the mattress.

Rand felt that his heartbeat had become faster. He felt that his brain seemed to be freezing and became blank.

The heavy breathing sound became very obvious. Rand didn't know if the "person" behind him heard it. Time seemed to be slow and slow at this moment.

The small sound that makes the mattress shake and the squeaky friction that makes the back hair become very close.

In the sound of the sound that Rand became more and more obvious because of the tension, another wet voice mixed in - it sounded like a huge wet tongue with a thick lip.

who is it?

Rand wants to ask, he thinks that he might pretend to be still asleep, but he knows that he can't disguise this. His heart beats so fast, hey, as if every organ is on his ribs. Jumped tap dancing.

There was a cell phone under his pillow, but Rand's soft body made his situation into a crisis situation - he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

What's even worse is that Rand suddenly realized that his body was shrouded more closely by another kind of unequal enthusiasm.

This is very strange, but it really happened.

He vowed that the thing between his legs was never harder than it is now, but his mind is clearer than ever, and now he is in danger.

The heat of his body warmed up with the more intense atmosphere. Rand had to bite the muscles inside his cheeks while he felt the crisis and did not make some sinister sounds. His gaze became blurred by this strong resistance to physiology and thinking.

The "person" is getting closer and closer, and Rand has no way to turn his head, but his afterglow can reach a shadow and is looking over. He looks down at Rand.

The sound of "Zizi" is accompanied by strong suffocation, and the strange scent, like an invisible thick wool blanket that completely covers Rand, and he can't even breathe well.

A drop of warm liquid fell on Rand's face.

Rand didn't notice that at first, but soon, the liquid dripped more densely on him - face, shoulders, arms, ventral...

It is a slimy thing, like a kind of mucus, with the same smell and hot and humid temperature, it must be said, it is like... the saliva of a certain creature.

Rand felt very disgusting. When the mucus passed through the skin, it felt maddening. What’s more **** is that Rand’s hot skin is more sensitive than ever, and the feeling of sliding slowly is clear. The degree of death.

Rand opened his mouth and vomited. His first reaction was a perverted maniac into his apartment, but when he finally struggled to cross his head.

There is something in his vision that is far from what the word "metamorphosis" can describe.

It looks like an animal that only appears in the secrets of the "World's Strange Creatures". It has two very large eyes, the pupils occupy the entire eyelid, and there are two red eyeballs on each side of the eye. The translucent nictitating membrane is vibrating.

Its forehead and cheeks are covered with pale blue scales, and below the face, there is a narrow crack that traverses across its entire face - it's its mouth.

Rand knew this because... After noticed Rand’s gaze, “it” opened the crack against Rand, and Rand was able to see the fine teeth there, as well as in it. There are two things on the sides of the cheeks that are like insects. The translucent tentacles, which are similar to the jellyfish texture, are slightly shaken near the mouthparts.

When the whiskers rubbed the mouthparts, Randy saw a lot of mucus being secreted. He finally saw what the things that fell on him were. Now they are no longer drop by drop, and the mucus gathers into a water column that is continuously watered on Rand. Although Rand tried to avoid it, there was still some mucus coming into his mouth, which was salty and had a special smell.

Those mucus quickly became more viscous after exposure to air, they solidified slightly, and finally formed a film on the surface of the body that was closer to the film.

Breathing has become more difficult, especially for Rand, who is so soft, and he is very open-mouthed with a mouthful of breath... and "it" is particularly happy with this situation. It even brought his horrible face closer together, the tentacles swaying and rubbing its mouthpieces harder - after a while, Rand suddenly realized that this behavior represented what.

"It" wants to pour those mucus into Rand's mouth.

"……no no……"

Rand felt that he was screaming, but in fact the vague voice sounded the same as the weak ones.

The mouth of "it" was wider - in fact, it was learned through careful observation that this unfamiliar muscle movement.

If "it" can be more human-like, Rand may see that this is actually a smile.

Of course, in reality, Rand only saw the tongue that popped out of the mouth of the "it" - it was blue, wet and had a sunflower-like unclear fork.

Those forks swayed and slipped on the face of Rand's desperately swaying.

"It" tried to stuff this stuff into Rand's mouth.

It can be said that this is the key to the complete outbreak of Rand - or that the "it" behavior allows Rand's survival instinct to overcome the physical weakness of the terrible taste.

One of his hands rubbed his hand on the bedside table, and then he gripped the brass lamp on the bedside table.

When the disgusting monster slobted again toward him, Rand hoarded all his strength, and he slammed the 2,000-dollar lamp on the head of "it."

The feeling that "it" picks up is like an industrial part in which some inside is steel and the outside is rubber.

Rand clearly felt the rebound, which caused the lights on his hands to fall to the ground.

The monster suddenly looked up and it didn't look hurt. Rand only had time to see that there seemed to be two things on the head, one of which was now softly pulled down - yet it looked Dumb, a frightened look.

Rand took the opportunity to roll down on the ground. He just held his breath and found that after rejecting the air with the strange smell, he seemed to have recovered some strength, and then he rushed into himself. Inside a recent door.

That is the bathroom.

His heartbeat has never been so fast, time is actually only a short moment, but Rand feels that the moment is longer than ever, he feels like a snail. The only thing to be thankful for was that the monster reacted more slowly than he thought, until Rand had already rushed into the bathroom and turned his head to look at Rand.

"Oh...hey..."

It made some weird and low-pitched calls, sliding in the direction of Rand.

Oh, yes, "slip".

Rand found that its lower body was like a snake like a s-shaped sway on the ground, but it also made it move very fast.

When Rand pressed the door against the door and slammed the door, it was less than thirty centimeters away from Rand.

Rand can even see the light reflected from the four eyes. It is like a beast, and the eye can reflect the shimmer in such a dark shadow. A strong smell of scent came over - and the door closed.

"咔-"

The door lock is unlocked.

Rand slipped to the ground weakly until this time, his vision blackened by lack of oxygen.

But the mood has not relaxed at all.

"Hey..."

"Hey..."

......

The sound of the door flapping the door almost did not stop after closing the door. Rand leaned against the bathroom door and felt the vibration of the door.

God, please make this door a little stronger...

There is only this idea in his head, he has exhausted his life's piety to pray this.

however--

"Hey..."

After a few seconds, the sound of the wood cracked in his ear.

Rand's figure is stiff.

He slowly and slowly turned his head, just to see a blue tongue snake letter generally back.

Just next to his right ear, a hole about five centimeters in diameter appeared on the door panel, and a white raft was left on the edge of the hole.

......

The loud doorstep before the door stopped, a kind of silence... The silence that made people feel cool behind came to me.

It seems that there is only one voice left in the whole world, and Rand’s own breathing.

He waited for a long time, but there was suddenly no movement outside.

However, it is this kind of silence, just like the high hanging knives, which only makes people feel that time is more torturous, because no one knows when the blade will suddenly fall.

Cold sweat appeared on Rand's forehead.

He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and takes a deep breath again.

Then he shuddered and put his eyes close to the hole... He wanted to know what was going on outside.

- He saw another eye.

Red dripping eyes.

That is "it".

"It" is peeking out of Rand outside the door.

"Oh, God--"

Unable to prevent contact with the terrible sight, Rand fell to the ground. He didn't even have any strength to climb up. He could only maintain his position on the ground and slowly move backwards with his hands.

He has no idea why this terrible scene will appear on himself.

"Go away!"

Rand couldn't help but scream at the monster. In fact, he knew that this weak shout had no effect, but he couldn't stop it.

"Go away, you monster!"

Rand didn't even think that the monster could understand human words. He vowed to be in the cinema (if he still had a chance to appear in the cinema), he would never laugh at those monsters or ghosts who would only shout loudly. Called the blonde heroine - he now deeply feels their feelings.

It was also because of this panic that at the beginning, Rand even thought that the word was just his illusion.

"Lan...Lan...Rand..."

An ambiguous voice came from behind the door.

Then, "it" repeats it again.

"Lan...de..."

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah... sorry for the late update! !

This is because the plot is somewhat difficult to write, so it has been revised for a long time...

And, silently handed a candle to Munster.

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