“That is good to know. We can enrol him into the team but don’t tell Captain Brown unless we have to. This will help protect the team.”
“You are bordering on paranoia. But this Brock sounds nasty if he is willing to kill Pisces.”
Tom drained his beer and left, as her two kitten sisters returned with dog friends to talk with Lucy. The fisherdogs acknowledged Tom as they passed. Tom went to *********** his next beer from his long queue of waiting beers.
“Hi, well done today.” Thomas appeared out of the crowd at Tom’s shoulder. “We were lucky you noticed that Buoy, a few of us are embarrassed that we missed it. Especially with you being a landlubber, so to speak,” he smiled.
“You’re not to blame. I am sure you were all busy. Has Captain Brown explained the full story?”
“Yes, and I know what you are, but don’t worry, I think you are one of us now. Welcome to the village.” Thomas patted him on the shoulder. Tom felt proud to have been accepted by the potential future top dog of the village.
“Thomas, I don’t think the Captain and Balthazar fully appreciate the brevity of the situation. Between you and me, that is. This badger Brock is dangerous. His willingness to kill a mermaid proves it. You and the fisherdogs must keep an eye out for any strangers asking questions.”
“To be honest, I and the other lads were already thinking the same. No disrespect to the Captain but we’re with you, Tom. Oh, Dad was so pleased to be back on the boat today. The human father even gave him a tip! The stories he told were all such fairy tales. Anytime anyone else asks, just let me know. Dad will jump at the chance,” Thomas beamed.
“Tom, can I ask you a favour?”
“Of course, what can I do for you?”
“Can you put in a kind word to Becky for me? We almost grew up together, but in the last few years she has changed.”
“But you are the most eligible bachelor in the village? You have girls hanging off you, listening to your every word you speak.”
“I know.” Then he lowered his voice to a whisper in the loud bar. “But she was my first love, growing up together with Captain Brown treating me like a son. Then she realised she was not getting the attention and changed. She has barely spoken in months, always jealousies and trying to stir things up with the other girls in the village. Today she spoke to me for the first time in ages and nothing spiteful either. She asked how dad was and how the boat trip went with the humans. You seemed to have affected her.”
“Okay, but I don’t know what I can do, we’ve barely spoken ourselves. If I get the opportunity I will try,” Tom lied. Thomas would not have been aware of his tryst with Becky in the kitchen or Captain Brown’s task for Tom to take Becky’s already lost virginity.
“Thanks.” The conversation brought to a close as Thomas was grabbed by one of the village’s female dogs and pulled back into a group of giggling admirers.
Through the crowd, Becky walked across the room with an older lady that Tom thought he should know. “Tom, this is my mum, Margaret Brown.” Tom now realised she was the woman on the cliff waving to them that morning.
“Pleased to meet you,” Tom held out his hand to shake.
Margaret lightly held his hand and shook it.
“Well, this is a first for me. But a pleasure, as it seems we have a lot to thank you for, not just Pisces, but also Becky and I. If Edgar had seen that buoy he would have tried to swim down to save her. I don’t think he would have made it back. He may not appreciate it, but I do, so thank you, Tom.”
Seeing Becky had returned to the kitchen, she continued in a sneaky whisper, “Edgar said that you’ve agreed to bed Becky? Don’t be shy Tom, we bitches like a bit of rough. You should have seen me and Edgar when we were courting, there’s a tree in the woods we use to meet at. My mother was worse as you could hear her howling at the moon some nights. Be brave, make my daughter a good bitch.” She smiled coyly, leaving Tom glowing beetroot red with embarrassment as she went on to the captain’s table to talk with all the captains.
Another evening flew by. Tom still helped with clearing and tidying up, despite his semi-drunken state, having to leave a lot of his beer untouched rather than regret it later. Soon the pub was empty again, the kittens had gone. Sarah and Kitty had gone up to Kitty’s room as soon as the pub had cleared of clientele, hinting that they wanted to be alone.
Tom was glad to be alone, quietly tidying up, turning lights out and climbing the stairs to bed in the dark. Glad that in the dark he had the advantage on the human daughter but also feeling safer as the human family had long since gone to bed. Opening the door to his bedroom, he caught an aroma…
“Lucy, what are you doing here?” Tom whispered before he saw her. She had tidied the room and was curled up naked on the bed, her dress hung up.
“It seems our nano-bots have already made some further changes. Mum explained about your eyes, but you can already distinguish smells? Mum also explained a few more things to me.” She sat up, making room for him on the bed, patting the space next to her invitingly. Tom, no longer timid over this world’s forwardness, started undressing.
“I feel I have waited long enough and mum said you have all the credentials.” She was now purring and Tom was longing to be back in contact with vibrating fur, but now puzzled.
“Credentials?”
“Well, you were magnificent today, not just by being the hero, but the way you dealt with Balthazar and Captain Brown. I appreciate you calling me over to be included in this project. It is very exciting to be involved in and it could open a whole world of opportunities with the institute in the future. But above all, mum told me about your other attributes.”
Tom was now stood naked at the foot of the bed. Lucy rose, sliding her soft paws up his taut stomach, muscular chest until she was face to face with him, seeing his continued confusion on his face.
“You know, you being mum and Kitty’s super sex toy. She has already told me her favourite position and how she put those claw marks in her room timbers.” Lucy wrapped her front legs around him and kissed him passionately. Tom swooned, being back in some furry, warm, vibrating arms, with Lucy tasting as close to cinnamon cookies as you could get.
“My sister’s experienced all this a long time ago, but I’ve been waiting for the right person and it seems he is here in my arms right now, my hero,” Lucy confirmed.
“Hmm, no pressure then?”
His hands drifted to her ears and quietly stroked… She purred quietly. Tom had the advantage as Sarah had given away all her erogenous zone secrets. Even in the darkness, he watched her fur ripple, as he brushed and stroked, seeing the patterns of tiger stripe like shapes on her coat. His hands drifted across the fur covering her small pert breasts, teasing and tweaking her little button hard nipples whilst passionately kissing her.
“Lie back down, Lucy, on your back,” Tom asked, watching her smile in anticipation.
He dropped to his knees and pulled her around for her legs to straddle his head and shoulders. His hands stroked up inside her inner thighs, either side of her damp and twinkling pleasure palace, to stroke and grip her fur above her hip.