(fetish, cosplay, faun, modification, consensual) Living as a faun
By ChangeYourPassword
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.
This tale is a stand-alone story of an adventure at Paradise Isle. Please read at least the first section of the '
Island Paradise, The Beginning'
for background on the wonderful island and its sexual vacation orientation. It sets the stage for this and other stories of sexual pleasures encountered on the island.
Read parts one and two of Faun, first.
The faun and her man went out that night to one of the restaurants they hadn't yet tried. It was built right up close to the pool, so they could sit and look out over the water, and the people swimming and floating by in the dim, evening light. Very peaceful and pretty.
They'd just received their drinks when a mermaid swam up and settled in at a table built out over the water, for swim-up diners. They were both surprised, and intrigued. They'd seen a mermaid, swimming in the pool from a distance the other day, but hadn't gotten a good look.
After settling onto an underwater bench, she looked up at them. "Hi, I'm Ariel, I hope you don't mind my sitting next to you."
"Not at all." Liam answered. "As long as you don't mind telling us all about yourself," he said adding a chuckle so as not to sound too overbearing.
"Oh, that's easy. It's my job really. I'm here to visit with our guests and teach water activities."
Willow, surprised and interested, sung a tone that implied a question, and Liam explained and translated. "Willow, being a woodland creature, doesn't speak English. She communicates through little trills and tones. I believe she just asked if you actually work here."
Ariel smiled and nodded. "Yes, I'm on staff. I came as a guest, and signed up for the mermaid package. I had always dreamed of being a mermaid, and I got to experience that life here."
"Wow. And you stayed?"
"Yes, I enjoyed it, and the resort decided that I was so good at it that I'd be a nice addition to the team."
"That's really cool. You look lovely." Liam said, and he got a pretty smile in return. "But if you don't mind. Is your beautiful tail permanent?"
Willow, a bit put off by her husband's brash question, trilled, and her tone was more of a disappointed groan, that even Ariel understood.
Getting the message, Liam apologized. "I'm sorry, I know that was kind of forward of me. But you see, my Willow's body is now permanent, and she's trying to get used to it."
Ariel was now the surprised and fascinated one. "Really? You're a, ah, satyr? And you never speak?"
"Well, she prefers 'faun'. She's my wife and my princess. Her body is based on a character she created for cosplay, and we both loved it so much, we decided to make it permanent. It was my gift to her."
Liam, felt a little guilty when, without thinking, he described his wife's conversion like that. And he realized that Ariel might have picked up on that aspect, as she looked up at Willow, questioningly. "And you accepted the gift and are now permanently a faun?"
Willow looked at her, then glanced at Liam, before smiling and nodding, as she sung a 'yes' tone that Ariel easily understood.
Liam, relieved, decided to redirect the conversation. "I'm Liam, by the way, and Willow is my wife."
"Pleased to meet you. And no, my tail isn't permanent. But per the package's requirements and my contract with the resort, I'm in my tail, and in the water almost always. Five days a week, I'm in it for twenty-four hours every day. And in the water for twenty. I even sleep in it. As a mermaid, I'm only allowed out of the water to transfer from the big pools to my suite, where i have a built-in pool."
That description left both Liam and Willow speechless. When he'd finally gotten over his surprise, Liam spoke up. "That sounds like full-time to me. You get weekends off?" He was pretty good at sensing and asking the questions that his faun wanted to ask, but couldn't.
"Well not weekends. A couple of days per week, though. I'm here to spend time with the guests."
"How do you like being a full-time mermaid?"
"I love it. It's who I've always wanted to be. Ariel the mermaid. Sometimes, though it gets old. Not being able to walk, and especially when I have to drag myself from the pool across the patio to my pool."
Willow wished she could talk, and ask for more details about how Ariel lived with her tail. She pictured the two of them as sisters, restrained by their unique bodies and lifestyles.
The three of them chatted well into the evening, well two chatted, while the other sung her comments. A couple of times other couples stopped by to visit and marvel at the two unique, non-human females. One pair of women swam up and with an invitation from Ariel, joined her at her table in the water and the five of them talked about the resort and the lives of fantasy figures.
Apparently, Ariel knew the other couple; they greeted each other easily and affectionately.
Liam couldn't help but enjoy the company, four pretty women. And although the two visitors were clearly lovers, they didn't seem to hate the male of the species. But he'd never cheat on Willow. Unless, she somehow agreed to it. And there was Ariel too. He just knew that his cock was tenting his swim suit. He couldn't prevent it.
After a while the two women said their goodbyes, and once again told Willow how fascinating and erotic she looked. They then gave Ariel more than friendly hugs and loving kisses, before swimming off into the dark.
When she glanced back at Willow, Ariel felt the need to explain. "My husband only gets down here every few months. He knows how difficult it is for me to be here, in sexual paradise, without him, so he prefers that I find relief with women." She shrugged and smiled sheepishly.
Willow nodded that she understood, soothing Ariel's embarrassment.
A while later another pair, a man and woman this time, walked up to Liam and Willow's table, also evidently interested in Willow. When she admitted that her faun's body was real, they were flabbergasted and not all that appreciative. The woman in particular, seemed quite turned-off by Willow's state. "How can you possibly live like that?" she asked, indignantly.
"Honey, it's her choice," her man said, trying to calm her down. "I think she's lovely."
"Oh please, would you want me like that? What would our friends say?"
The guy was losing his patience with his wife's inconsiderate outburst. "I wouldn't care, if you looked as sexy as this little faun, here. Now come along, let's leave them be." And he dragged her away, both of them fuming.
As soon as they were out of sight, Willow and Liam both broke out laughing and Ariel joined in.
Soon thereafter Ariel finished her drink and looked up at the two of them. "it's about time for me to head back home. Would you two like to join me for a nightcap? It gets a little lonely in my suite."
Willow and Liam looked inquiringly at each other before they both shrugged, smiled and nodded. "We'd love to."
"Great. You two can follow me along the shore to my suite. Its patio is right off the water." Ariel said, as she pushed off into the water. She swam like a real mermaid - gracefully and comfortably like a fish.
Liam and Willow hurried along on a parallel path, the rapid clip-clop of her hooves signaling their progress.
