Siren Call - MTF Mermaid TF

If there's a pretty girl singing at the beach and you're the only one who can hear her, you're in trouble.

Siren Call

A day at the beach turned out way different than Graham expected it to. He hadn’t planned to go for a swim, but the sight of a particular pretty girl in the water seemed to change his mind.

As soon as they made eye contact, Graham lost all inhibitions. He stared into her eyes and watched her lips move, the song she was singing filling his ears and overtaking all other sound in the environment – only he could hear this song, and she was singing it just for him.

Graham was this siren’s target of the day.

She sang him into the water, where she took his hands, swimming further off away from the coastline. No one else seemed to care or notice that this young girl and man were swimming far out from the coastline.

Once the siren was happy with the distance she’d taken her new pet and confident no one would notice what was about to occur, she giggled and dove underwater to remove Graham’s swim trunks. He let it happen, still enthralled by her singing.

His trance was broken however as she came back up, and her voice was no longer ringing in his ears – and something slimy was wrapping itself around his legs, tightly, like a python coiled around its prey.

It took Graham a moment to realize that the girl was wrapped around him – her tail held Graham’s legs in a firm grip as she fiddled a chain with a single pearl around his neck.

Graham realised all too late that he’d been tricked by a siren, and he feared it wouldn’t be long until she dragged him under to his death.

He struggled, but found himself unable to break free – the siren grabbed hold of him, and the duo disappeared under the water.

The siren’s tail unwrapped itself from Graham’s legs as she dragged him down, and he took advantage of this – he was able to push the mermaid off of him, intending to swim back to the surface.

He noticed the pearl around his neck seemed to react to the water, emitting a strange glow – and suddenly, Graham was stopped in his tracks as seaweed wrapped around his ankle.

Graham aimlessly tugged at the plant, his chest starting to feel tight – he needed to breathe.

The mermaid caught up with him again, wrapping her tail around Graham’s body once more as the seaweed dragged them both down to the bottom of the sea. It was surprisingly deep despite not being too far out from the coast – easily eight to ten metres below.

The siren sang once again, calming Graham down – he began to feel at peace as she kissed him.

He felt odd – no longer needing to hold his breath. He was breathing whilst making out with this gorgeous siren that had dragged him to the bottom of the ocean to die.

Or had she?

The grip of the siren’s tail seemed to tighten around Graham’s legs. Something was off – they were tingling like crazy, and Graham had no control over their movement.

The siren’s tail squeezed his thighs and shins together hard – to the point it was getting painful.

A terrible itch overcame Graham – he had to get out of the siren’s grip.

He pushed away, and she immediately let go – something he hadn’t expected to happen.

The siren let go because by now, there was nothing Graham could do to stop what was happening to him.

His penis had already disappeared and become a clitoris in the vagina that was burrowed beneath the scales that covered his hips and what had once been his butt.

The siren hadn’t just squeezed his legs with her tail – they’d actually merged together, and were growing longer as his feet changed into fins.

Between his fingers, Graham saw webs growing, which would help him swim – and his hair had grown long and soft.

His newfound ability to breathe had come from the gills that had formed in his neck. His face had become feminine and round, his lips plump and kissable – which the siren moved back in to continue doing.

As the siren wrapped herself around Graham once more, he lost all inhibitions once again. His hips widened as his waist seemed to shrink, what little fat had been on his belly travelling to his chest. The siren instinctively cupped Graham’s breasts as they grew in – he hadn’t even noticed that the siren wasn’t wearing a bikini top, and she’d ensure that Graham wouldn’t wear one, either.

Though… they’d probably have to change his name to something more suitable.

Soon, they’d be swimming to the surface together to sing, ready to lure their next victim. Whether this one would turn into a merman or have an extra surprise in store like Graham had, would remain to be seen.