Reward Art: Mermaid Date (Patreon)

Another delayed delivery on an old reward art piece from a few months back. It may have been a theme for a while, so look forward to some more late deliveries soon. Really nice work by https://twitter.com/shogga4 for an unfinished story about dating a mermaid in my modern monstergirl/Ghetto Goblin setting. The short of it is they’re amazon bimbos who get ripped from swimming and hunting all day. Only the most social and curious of them bother to come to the surface and learn English, so they tend to be flirty and have cute accents despite the fact they could beat your ass and chew up your bones.

There’s a lot of good to say about Venus. She was gorgeous for one thing. Bright pink hair, tall, in great shape, tits AND abs… and her personality was great. She was always cheery and chatty, glad to check in with anyone. Plus she’s a mermaid, which was… exotic, at least.

“Heyyyy~! Mikey!” Venus chimed as she slithered her way into the restaurant’s waiting area.

She moved along her bright-green scaly tail, the last foot or so of which was moving her along the floor. She wore a light sash around her hip with a few beads, not that there was much to hide. Her pale-brown belly was absolutely shredded with muscle, which came with being a species that either swam or slithered all day. Her entire body was toned to hell and back, her arms lean but bulging with muscle. She wore a sleeveless blue halter top wrapped around her breasts, but the abundance of hair clips, jewelry, piercings, glittery nails, and beaded bracelets stood out much more. Her wavy pink hair was buzzed into a sidecut while the back of it was tied tightly into a long, loose braid between her muscular shoulder blades.

The mermaid slid up to her fellow office-worker, hugging him tightly between her muscular arms and lifting him off the floor. She was definitely longer than him when you counted the tail, but even with her shortened “perched” position she was a few inches higher than him. Her ripped swimmer’s body certainly helped her amazon appearance, even if she was dressed like the biggest bimbo Mike had ever seen.

“Hey! Glad you could make it,” he greeted back as he tried to hug back a fraction as tightly as she did.

“OM, my geez! I would miss it for nothing!”

Venus had actually progressed significantly in her English since she first came to the surface. The majority of mermaids still lived miles underwater, so English was usually a second language for them. With the extra amount of effort that required, they had to be pretty outgoing and sociable just to reach the surface.

“Great, great. Is this place okay? We can go wherever.”

“Ohh fer sure! I never tried Chinese before, but I haven’t eaten a lot of things I haven’t killed myself.”