As they pressed further through the black glistening tunnel, Jane held her naked body close to the blondes, partly for heat as the cold air and freezing water was making her numb but mostly out of fear as she could feel the presence of a creature darker than the surroundings lurking about in these tunnels. The tunnels themselves were hard gauge, the darkness limited their vision and concealed the length of the winding tunnels which twisted and turned too often, leaving them almost tripping over rocks and tumbling into walls.
Eventually the tunnel brought them out onto a raised walkway above an open chamber, dim light peering from a small opening high above illuminating a strange figure bathing in the cold murky water some way beneath their walkway keeping them hidden from its vision. The cold metal of the walkway made Jane shiver as she led the way onto it, the grid panels of the metal allowed her to glimpse below trying to catch a clear picture of the figure below but through the metal it was too obscure to make out. Jane ventured to the edge, much against the silent protest of the Blonde who beckoned her back with a swift hand movement, and as she reached the edge and peered over, she became breathless in her fear of not wanting to be seen. Her breath now silent and her eyes transfixed she leaned over the edge and looked down upon the person below, the dim green light of the moist air made it difficult as the figure blended in with the murky water but Jane quickly spotted familiar features.
It was a naked female, her dark hair slick wet across her back as her face was cast down looking at her own body, her dark skin was soaking in the water, her features glistening in the dim light, her ample breasts tempting Jane’s eyes from her face when then Jane saw the most distinctive feature of all, suddenly so clear. Blended in with the water, just rising above its shallow surface was a fish tail, from her waist down the woman had a green scaled tail, bright and reflective even in the damp tunnels and chamber. Still Jane saw more, and worse.
Her belly was swollen, full and struggling, rippling with futile resistance as the mermaid admired her own body with deep green eyes fixed upon her ripe figure, swollen with her captive inside refusing to give up chance of an escape, his kicks and punches mere bumps on her skin making her moan deeply, growling with satisfaction. Now the blonde, whom had just edged closer, saw too the mermaid and with a grasp of Jane’s arm tried to pull her from the edge but Jane resisted, upset by the scene.
“That c-c-could be Jake, I have t-t-to help him,†she whispered to the blonde her voice stuttering under the cold that had gripped her.
The blonde shook her head.
“If that is him, there is nothing we can do, you can’t beat this creature,†the blonde told her, in an effort to dissuade her from a futile rescue attempt.
“What do I do?†Jane thought.
