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The Den is fully set up to accommodate aquatic monsters as well as land dwellers. The stage we’ll be on tonight backs up to a water tank.
“We’ll open the curtain at the back of the stage. There will be limited access in the pool too. It’ll appear like any other show.” Saber sighs, watching my wife with a look I don’t like. “Are you sure you’re good with this?”
“Stop,” she says, jabbing a finger at his chest. “I’m not afraid of being on stage. Are you sure the glamor is convincing enough?”
“You look like Vivie. It’s weird as hell,” he admits, swiping a darkly tanned hand over his face. “Oh, by the way. She told me to make sure you put on a good show. She can’t have you ruining her sex appeal.”
Ali snorts. “That sounds like Vivie.”
Saber’s gaze moves to me. “You can go ahead. Get in the tank. Make a show of it. They like it when Laz has a dramatic entry. He wasn’t nearly as demanding with his instructions for you.”
My multiple hearts race. I have a single heart in human form, but in partially shifted and when I’m fully my monster, I have three. Without them, it wouldn’t be possible to pump blood to all my appendages simultaneously.
Saber gives me an expectant look, nodding to the glass.
I’m very much out of my depth with this entire situation, but I won’t fail at my job. Malice seems to think this little display to keep the agents happy is important. He hasn’t betrayed us yet.
“Thank you,” Ali says, gripping my arm and giving it a quick squeeze.
“I’ll see you out there,” I mumble, slithering away before I can embarrass myself. It’s strange to have my tentacles back and so easily at the ready.
I’ve missed them.
* * *
There are only two other monsters in the aquatic pond.
The one tonight is relatively small. It helps limit the size of the beasts who can view the show. I’m fairly sure the mermaid and selkie are romantically involved. It’s a passing thought in my mind as I surface enough to catch Ali’s begging moans. Atlas has her suspended with the hanging rings. She’s a few feet away from the glass, and I can make out every shiver of her body.
I slink back under the water and dart away. The bright red numbers of the clock count down to my entrance, with only thirty seconds remaining. It’s on this side, so the audience in the main room can’t see it, but they are expecting me at anytime.
Anxiety pulses through my system.
My tentacles tease over the glass, sliding down before pulling back into the water. I repeat the process of stalking the tank before coming back to the glass. It’s thick, with a black rubber padding lining the top.
Several appendages scurry over the edge as I hoist myself up enough to see the full show. Atlas has a handful of Ali’s hair with her neck yanked back at a painful angle while his other palm connects with her luscious ass.
My cock instantly responds to the image of her tits bouncing as she shivers. She spots me and her eyes get wide. She’s more magnificent than in any of my fantasies, and I have dreamed about this day more times than I can remember.
My monster rears up, trying to take control and force a full shift.
I fight for control as Altas licks from her ear down her neck. He winks at me, pulling her head back and murmuring something in her ear. I hoist myself the rest of the way up as my tentacles stretch over the glass and suction to the wall on the side of the stage.
Saber warned me not to put my full weight on the glass barrier if it can be helped, which was a surprise. The one show of Laz’s I caught, he sat on the edge, watching while another monster fucked Vivie. I don’t want to break the tank, so I take Saber’s advice, gripping the sturdier wall, and come to sit on the cushioned padding.
This is the weirdest role-play game I can imagine.
The audience is filled with threats to my wife.
I have every incentive to be convincing. Un-fucking-fortunately, I have no actual experience, either in humanoid or monster form. My beast was never interested in sex until he met Ali. For many years, I thought all monster forms were asexual. It wasn’t something anyone around me discussed, so I made assumptions. However, mine is simply picky. He wants his mate and no one else.
“Yes,” Ali sobs, dancing around on her tiptoes.
Atlas bends her face farther toward me, giving me a look I don’t understand.
Oh, right.
I’m supposed to be enjoying the show he’s putting on while simultaneously being punished for planting my eggs in Vivie. This whole situation is a shit show waiting to happen, but I slide a hand across my pec and down my stomach.
