User blog:1 plus 1/MindFlayer WWYD Response

Author's Note: This story's beginning may seem confusing. For full context, see FutureHaremKing's WWYD on the Mindflayer page. Also, check out the other responses; they're all good.

And without further ado...



 I struggled to reorganize my thoughts, but I seemed only to be able to think of sex.

As I stumbled out into the daylight, I noticed a pack of supplies on the ground, and a set of clothes. I spent maybe 10 minutes trying to remember how to put on a shirt, and the next 10 trying to discern the uses of everything in the pack. I looked around at the surrounding forest, not wanting to look back at the cave, or the wall of rubble lying within. I could not remember how I had ended up on that side of the rubble. Was it a monster girl attack? Was I separated from a group of friends? Was somebody dead under the rocks? (Why am i suddenly thinking about tentacles?) Regardless, I quickened my pace, walking determinedly into the forest.

As I walked, I occasionally heard noises. I did not know what they were, so I smartly avoided them. When they grew louder, I would stop and wait for them to dissapear. Once or twice I smelled a sweet scent, like that of an alraune's nectar, and I immediately began to walk in the other direction. My mind screamed against me to follow the scent, but I knew better. Still, it was painful.

It had been about an hour when I heard something in the distance - water! I quickened my pace; I was in need of a drink.



As I stepped out of the trees onto the riverbank, I saw a sahuagin fishing in the waters. She was absolutely beautiful, and she held the rod like a master, though she seemed drowsy from waiting. Under the water, I saw that the fish were more attracted to her hanging tail than the line. It swished every now and then to rid itself of an annoying pest. The sight caused me to laugh.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The sahuagin heard it. She threw her spear across the river, and it impaled itself in a tree where I had just been. Unfortunately, my leap left me over the river. I fell in, and frantically scrambled in an attempt to get back to shore without further making a fool of myself. As I struggled, I discovered that the river was deeper than I thought, and I remembered something from my past life - I never learned how to swim.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Soon I inhaled one too many breaths of water, and I began to sink. My vision blurred, and I couldn’t move my arms and legs. As I sank through the waters, I saw a silhouette pass over me, and arms wrap themselves around my being. I was amused by the sight of a fish nibbling at a waving shape.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Then I passed out.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I came to lying on my back, with the sahuagin pounding at my body to rid the water from it. Her strength, however, was extreme, and each push was a moment of agony. I finally managed to get her to stop. She checked me over briefly to make sure I was ok, then went back to her fishing, with nothing better to do. In the end, she caught three fish (two with her tail, and the third with her spear when she finally got angry). She cooked them and attempted to feed me them. I couldn’t chew very well, but it was good.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Satisfied that she had helped me out and bored of fishing for the moment, she decided to swim for her food instead. She leapt into the water with a mighty splash, probably scaring away all the fish. Still unable to move, I watched her graceful figure leap in and out of the water in search and pursuit of her prey. When she hauled herself ashore with three fish (2 in each hand, 1 in the mouth), she saw my erection. She put down her fish, crawled over to me, and discovered her new favorite pastime.

<span style="font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Needless to say, it was my favorite pastime too.

End of part 1