Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-36855838-20180930044529/@comment-29325824-20180930111650

Remembering what I read about the Tritonia, I jump back before the tentacles manage to grab me and proceed to yell out to her. She jumps and turns around, thereby keeping her tentacles away from me, and upon seeing me drops the bottle and starts getting nervous. I sternly ask her why she broke into my home and raid my fridge. She replies that she came up here because she sensed a male presence, but when she entered she didn't find anyone. After looking around for a while, she got thirsty and couldn't help herself.

I sigh, realizing that she is just an aquatic creature that needs to drink often when on land. Before I can say anything, the Tritonia apologizes for taking my stuff, saying she was just looking for a companion. As she tries to head away, and her tentacles start getting anxious again, I grab her arm and pull her to me. Acting on instinct, and because I had a few wines at dinner, I grab her into an embrace, sinking into her body as she happily returns the hug.

Sometime later, I've quit my job and started fishing fulltime at the lagoon with the help of my lovely Tritonia wife. As for my brother and his Merrow friend, they quickly consumated their relationship as well.