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Daddy Knows Best	By : LydiaBell Category: +G through L > Little Mermaid, The Views: 39886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Little Mermaid, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Daddy Knows Best
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“But Daddy, I don’t want to marry this Prince Ursimus,” Ariel whined. “I’ve never even met him!”
“Ariel, you are sixteen years old, and you’ll do what I say!” he answered.
Ariel sighed. This wasn’t a good kind of day at all. First she had trouble fitting into her shells this morning, and her sisters teased her about how big her breasts were getting. It wasn’t her fault that they were getting so huge! And Sebastian, her father’s assistant, was there and he kept trying to feel her up. She slapped his claws away, but she had to admit, she fantasized about how they would feel on her nipples. Nobody but her had ever touched her like that, but she was touching herself far too much. She got horny whenever anyone looked at her – fish, crab, merman…even her father.
“Ariel, are you listening to me?”
He was so awfully big, that was all. Muscular all over, and so powerful and in control. He slid his hand up the large staff he was clutching, and she imagined how he would touch his cock. She bet he did it a lot, since Mom was gone, and as she thought about it, she could feel the split in her tail begin to emerge. She quickly flipped over to lie on her stomach to hide it.
“Ariel!”
“Yes, daddy!” said Ariel, automatically.
“Good. I’ll expect you to be here at late tide, then.”
She realized that she had just agreed to something that she hadn’t even heard. “W-wait, daddy…” she called, but it was too late. He was swimming away.
Ariel didn’t see the big smile her father, the King, was wearing as he turned, or notice the prominent bulge that had grown in his tail.

When Ariel arrived at her father’s thrown, it was past the last tide. As she swam up, she could see the annoyed expressions on the faces of the people that were there. She recognized her father and two of her sisters, Andrina and Adella, but the other two men were a complete mystery. One was a skinny boy who looked her age, maybe younger, with horrible pimples and greasy hair, and the other was a huge old man with rolls of fat over his stomach, his arms, and under his chin. She couldn’t help the faint look of disgust she got as she approached and smelled his odor. The boy just stared at the ground, blushing.
“Daddy, what’s going on?” she asked.
Her father shook his head wearily. She didn’t see the gleam in his eye. “Ariel, we talked about this just this morning.” Then, to the old man, “Ariel can be very forgetful.”
The man gave her an appraising look that lingered over her long red hair, flat stomach, and stayed on her large breasts. Ariel remembered that her shells were still too small to cover her up properly, and checked to make sure her breasts were secure. To her embarrassment, they truly looked like they were going to fall out any moment. She blushed, and tried to adjust herself, to no avail.
“…not looking at her for her brains,” she heard the man saying, and heard him and her father and sisters laugh. It was then that she noticed that her sisters were behaving very strangely around her father. And looked at how they were dressed! Rather than wearing their usual garb, which was the two solid shells like the ones she was wearing, they were wearing some draping white fabric that, in the water, was nearly completely sheer. She could see their nipples standing out. And they weren’t even trying to hide it. Andrina was sitting in her father’s lap, and he had his arm around Adella. What was going on?
“Anyway,” she heard her father say, “Do you remember why you’re here, Ariel?”
She shook her head, still dazed.
“You’re here because of your marriage to the son of King Saptule, Prince Ursimus.” He gestured to the fat man and the boy. Ariel stared in shock. That was the prince? His pimply skin, greasy hair, and pasty skin were disgusting. And his father was worse!
“Father – ”
“Silence, Ariel!”
She stopped. He’d never talked to her like that! Even as she felt herself grow a little angry, she also knew that this was how she always wanted to be talked to by her father. Like he owned her. Like she was his little bitch. She was silent.
“What your father is saying,” said King Saptule, smoothly, “is that before the marriage, we want to make sure that everything is in…working order, so to speak?” He gave her breasts another long look. “And ready to…go?”
She stared. He could not mean what she thought he meant!
“But, daddy –”
“Ariel! DO AS YOU ARE TOLD!”
At his tone, she couldn’t stop the slight split that began to emerge in her tail. And even as she hoped that nobody would notice, she knew that they already had. Her sisters were giggling, Prince Ursimus had looked up, and was staring at her with wide eyes. And King Saptule gave a long, low chuckle.
“So far, everything seems all right. Ursimus!”
The boy snapped out of his daze. “Yes, father?”
“Give the girl a try, boy!”
At the sight of the boy approaching, Ariel gave a meek, “Father…” but the fierce glare he gave silenced her, and made the split just a little bit wider. Now it was the width of perhaps a single finger. She was embarrassed, but she found herself unable to stop looking at her father, where he reclined on his throne. Adrina was rubbing her father’s lap with fast strokes, and her father was massaging Adella’s breasts through the white fabric. Ariel was so entranced that she hadn’t even noticed how close Ursimus had come until she felt a single dirty finger slide into the split in her fin.
“Stop!” she cried, but Ursimus just grinned and thrust it inside, jerking it in and out quickly. Far from feeling good, she found herself disgusted by the feel. The split began to close, swiftly.
“Boy, what are you doing?” And in one swift movement, Ursimus had been pulled aside and King Saptule was standing in front of her, all jiggling fat and tiny round eyes. “This is how it’s done.”
The shells were swept off her breasts, which were left to bounce free. They were quickly grasped in Saptule’s big, fat fingers. He squeezed them, jiggled them, pushed them together and nuzzled his face in them. Despite her initial disgust, Ariel couldn’t deny the pure pleasure of the feeling. The split in her fin was widening, and she heard herself moan…
Before being shoved down onto the ocean floor, Saptule’s thick fingers tangled in her hair. “Now, suck,” he said, and she barely had time to open her mouth to say “No!” before a thick stubby length in his fin was being shoved into her mouth. She had never done anything like this before. His stinky flavor was enough to make her want to gag. He was thrusting himself into her mouth, in and out, in and out, and if Ariel were a human girl reliant on air, she would have passed out.
“Yeah, that’s it, bitch, keep that. Oh yeah, oh, I’m fucking your mouth, you big-titted princess bitch, I’m fucking it. Ohohoh, yeah.” He kept up the noises and foul language the entire time. Ariel rolled her eyes to give her father a pleading look, but when she saw him, he looked to be very busy. Adrina was in his lap, riding his own length as he sucked on Adella’s tits. Even with the stinky cock in her mouth, she felt her slit widen.
Ariel yelped as she felt something thicker than a finger slide into her slit. She couldn’t turn, not with King Saptule’s fingers tangled in her long red hair, but she smelled Ursimus’s stinky breath on her neck and heard his rasping whispers of, “Oh fuck, oh fuck yes, fucking the princess, fucking the hot princess, oh yeah, oh fuck yeah.” Ariel was going to scream for help until she felt a clumsy finger feeling around the slit and hitting this magic spot, wonderful spot, and she moaned around the cock in her mouth. The vibrations of it were enough to make Saptule groan and spill out a mound of greenish white seed into her mouth. She spat some of it out, but with her mouth empty now, she couldn’t help the excited squeaks she gave every time Ursimus’s cock slid in and out.
“Clean me, bitch,” Saptule demanded, and she obediently licked. With her first cock in her, she didn’t even want to protest.
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