Isabel walked into the girls locker room setting her book bag down as she moved to her locker, she'd been putting off actually doing any of her gym activities latley as she had prefered to be outdoors rather than dealing with the stuffy indoors and gym teachers, bleh.

a soft click later her locker was open as she placed her bookbag inside and pulled out her gym clothes and a towel. No one was around it seemed so she put her gym clothes down on the bench and grabbed her towel. Quickly Isabel stripped her clothes off, seemingly always embaresed to strip in public among other girls so she was gratefull that no one else was there. She licked her lips nervously as she pushed her uniform and underwear into the locker and shut it, wrapping the towel around her curvey body as she walked, bear foot towards the girls showers.

Her feet padded softly on the cement floor shivering lightly from some of the cold water on the floor left over from the other girls showers, obviously not all of the water had yet gone down the drain. Reluctantly, Isabel pulled her towel off and placed it on a hook as she walked into a shower stall and pulled the curtain closed and turning the handle. She gasped and jumped away as cold water poured down on her naked body causing her nipples to perk up and small goosebumps to run along her skin.

Eventually the hot water started to replace the cold and she sighed thankfully pushing her head under the steady stream of hot water, just enjoying the water washing over her naked skin. It was a warm and calming thing, almost feeling like several hands stroking her skin.

The stillness of the pool was a calming sight. Water always had that effect on people, quickly washing away inhibitions, stress and a whole lot of other problems related to ideas.

Underneath, though, a creature was battling the currents and enjoying the relative serenity brought about by this rare times when the pool had no other recipients. It seems like just some days...weeks...or months ago, he had been in here with some beautiful student, ravaging her in a way which he had done only the first time. He had reverted to his large, oversized self although he remained his gentle self.

Somehow some of the students had an effect on him like that, which was rare.

Moments later the surface of the pool rippled, and he shot out of it, landing cleanly on the poolside with a soft thud. Kouzakai looked around if he had sprung on some unsuspecting student. Luckily, he was completely alone.

He walked into the showers. Rather, he stealthed into them, walking towards the shower room which had served as his perch. In here he would sleep, enjoying the damp nature of the showers. Late afternoons like these offered a reprieve for the monster and when he was tired, all he needed to do was escape here, and everything was okay.

Although something was strange. The room was steamy. There was a sing-song voice from the long line of shower cubicles, and a telltale sign of something other than himself...a student's bag.

Well, there goes the afternoon.

Isabel arched her body under the warm hot spray of the shower letting out a soft sigh of contentment, she reached out and grabbed some soap and poured it into her hands, rubbing them togethor and slowly running her hands up and down her soft, nakid body. She cupped her breasts, playfully tweaking her nipples, before trailing her soapy hands down over her taut stomach and down between her legs stroking her body, she jerked and gasped softly as her fingers brushed against her clit.

She leaned back against the walls of the showerstall, as her fingers continued to play and tease between her legs leaving her pussy soapy and slightly wet with her own arousal, she leaned down running her hands down her legs, humming softly enjoying the hot warm water still pummeling and stroking her body, "mmmm" she purred softly as she ran her hands and up and down her thighs and calfs.

It is always quite annoying to have your rest time disturbed. But well, opportunities are opportunities, however and whatever time they come, and this particular monster was not about to let an opportunity pass...especially if it was a student.

Kouzakai made his way through the cubicles, moving along on top of them. This seemed the logical idea, since he moved more silently about when he used this method. Outside people were packing into the dorms...moving out of their way...and it seems like luck sided with him once again.

They were going to be by themselves and no one shall coma again to the aid of this student. A cliche, if he's ever seen one, but it's a rather nice one nonetheless.

Soon the familiar sounds of arousal joined the damp air of the showers, and the splattering of water on a nubile, naked body was a welcome sound. Kouzakai slinked his way further...and before the student can see him, he already knew this student was a familiar face.

A cave, waterfall, and the sounds of moaning...he knew her alright. Although he did wonder if she knew him.

Isabel jumped thinking she had heard the soft creak of wood and the sound of footsteps, she lifted herself to stand fully and glanced through the curtains, nope... no one was there. she breathed a sigh of releif and smiled and she moved back into the shower, next grabbing some lavender shampoo and started to run it through her long strawberry locks, causing it to foam as she lathered and ran her hands through them.

Once more she stepped fully under the full onslot of water moaning softly as the warm water washed over her skin this time trailing soapy bubles down her skin as well causing her to tremble lightly as it tickled and teased her sensitive skin. She arched her hands up above her head arching as she contently enjoyed her shower.

Sometimes he loved spoiling somebody's alone hour just for the fun of it. But this time it was personal. This girl was, in every meaning of the word, a 'gift'. Who would've thought that someone would be present that afternoon for him to spy on?

And who would've thought it to be this student?

Isabel Nittia, a long-time student in the campus. He thought he'd never see her again after their first encounter but then again, who could forget that petite little body and that cute, innocent face like that of a nymphet?

And perfectly so, she posed without any remorse, and was posing for his benefit unknowingly. That way she arched made her so famous in the monster's mind...or in any monster's mind...the way the water cascaded down her body, and the way he'd seen her earlier, toying with her lovely privates and unashamedly letting out moans of delight...

Of course she would not have done that, given the knowledge that a particularly hungry monster was watching her.

Enough had been enough for Kouzakai, and he longed to get her again. But maybe this time, a longer time to watch...let her finish up on her shower...

Rather, let her finish up on her show.

Isabel purred as she reveled in her shower, her hands moving once more down her curved and well honed body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples her imagination running wild as they quickly hardened into taught little peaks sending shivers of pleasure through her body. One of her hands let go and started to trail down her body, over her taught stomach and found it's way between her legs, stroking her moistened clit up and down.

She spread her legs as she started to stroke her self, slowly at first, her breathing starting to grow labored and she let out soft moans of pleasure, but soon she was rubbing herself hard until her legs grew wobbely and she moved down onto the floor, her ass arched up as the water poured down on her fully exposed back. She let her head rest, her first hand now on the floor. She slipped a finger into her pussy and started to push it in and out of her whole, moaning the whole time.

"oh... yes..." she moaned shuddering her body arching back against her finger, she slipped a second digit inside, speeding up as it slipped in and out of her pussy. She stopped for a moment wiggeling her fingers inside her cunt causing her to gasp and pant louder.

Oh yes indeed.

Dammit. It was times like this I wished I was telepathic...

Kouzakai's thoughts reverberated through his head as he viewed the lewd display happening before him. The girl was perfectly fine, oh so fine. Her breasts were the same, perfect shapes he had once played with behind a roaring waterfall. They were torpedo shaped, suspended and altered by gravity as she arched her back in pleasure.

IN full view, though, was her pink walled pussy, open and dirtily displayed, being played in earnest by the girl's own digits. She seemed so engrossed in what she was doing...and the actions had caused the steam to actually spill out into the locker rooms...Kouzakai could not be seen in this condition, but he could see. Thankfully.

Good thing about being a merman so used to little light at the depths of the ocean floor.

Wanting to move in a little closer, Kouzakia moved in a few more meters shy of the girl, just to get ringside privileges to his own private show.

Isabel writhed on the ground, she was lost in her fantasy as her fingers continued to thrust into her body, her breasts started swaying as she arching back with each slap of her hand against her wet pussy and ass. She forced a third finger inside her moaning louder now, "oh god... yes... fuck me hard... oh... please..." she shuddered as she started to move her hand faster and harder into her seeping cunt.

Her fingers on the floor curled in pleasure as she continued to writhe, arching back. She stopped for a moment, panting heavily as she pulled herself up to rest on her knee's spreading her legs further. Her hand moved up to cup and squeeze her nipple as she went back to thrusting her fingers into her aching cunt. "Oh... yes... fuck me hard... oh... GOD!" she gasped her body arched as she started to cum on her fingers.

The monster seemed to feel this as his opening, although well expecting the girl to scream out obscenities and cuss at him once she sees.

That very well depends on the condition she is in.

Slowly, the foggy room clears up, and Kouzakai is given the unobstructed view of the girl, this...Isabel...kneeling on the floor, eyes cosed, and body racked with paroxysms of ecstasy erupting throughout her young body.

" My, my, aren't we a little early for the last full show..." he spoke out.

This was sure to gain some bit of attention from the girl but he didn't care. At some degree he would seem to be at least a familiar face, someone she'd already seen in the past. Nevertheless, the monster decided to take the chance to be seen, without any prior trapping or trickery.

Still in the throws of exstacy, Isabel gasped at hearing the familure voice. She stopped her actions, her wet pussy dripping her nectar onto the shower floor. She sat up onto her knee's and turned to look up at Kouzakai, she couldn't prevent the blush that flared across her cheeks, embaresed at being caught pleasuring herself.

She licked her lips nervously and then wondered, the last time he had taken her... it hadn't been bad at all... and she was still so terribly aroused... nothing felt better than a thick phalic tenticle in your cunt... it felt better than a finger that was for sure. Slowly she stood up and licked her lips, "This isn't the last full show... and your welcome to join the next." her violet eyes sparkeled.

" Well, then, I think I'm just a tad bit early." He said, smiling.

He looked at her as she still sat squat on the shower room floor. She had all the right features in the right places. Her firm orbs heaved with each labored breath, her nipples flared, engorged with blood, visibly. They had reacted to the way they were rolled earlier...and looked as if they begged for more. Well then, he'd oblige to that soon enough.

Her pussy, with a finger still in it, looked so terribly tempting, so terribly nice looking with its lips doused with a sprinkling of her own juices. Her cheeks were still a little hushed, blushing pink with the height of arousal, and the embarrassment of being caught. Then again, she doubled back and invited him.

That was a first for a monster.

" That may come a little long too, dear." He said, forming a plan in his mind. " You see, I want you to finish up first...and then, I was thinking about resting tonight, not sure if I really want to do you..."

Isabel frowned looking disapointed. She shrugged turning away, "alright then if you're not interested." She moved back onto her hands and knee's, slipping another finger into her pussy and started to stroke herself again, slowly at first, she spread her legs and shuddered visibly, her breasts bouncing as she arching her hips back.

She licked her lips pulling her fingers out and rubbing her clit up and down, her nipples tight little buds begging for attention. She moaned softly, closing her violet eyes as she softly begged to be fucked.

Looking at it his resolve seems to slowly melt away. The call to sex was so hard to ignore...then again, he wanted once again to enjoy. She was one of those who seemed to ignore whether or not it was a human or otherwise who was fucking them.

" Not that I don't want to..." He explained." I wanted you to finish up...and then again, I just wanted a bit more...persuading...before I finally give in."

He wasn't using any pheromone but maybe the mere memory of something from him drove her into such a frenzy as this. He chuckled at the thought of having pheromones...that would have been fun to watch...

He watched the fingers disappear into the dark, tight tunnel of her cunt, visibly wet and visibly turning red with arousal and abuse.

" Look at that..." He said, " Really, it's just begging to be fucked..."

She arched her hips back panting and moaning softly, "oh yes... it aches to be filled and fucked so hard I scream over and over again" she purred, pumping her cunt with her finger. Her body continued to tremble, her nectar dripping to the floor, "will you please fill it?" she begged, arching her hip out towards him her breasts swaying.

"It wont take much... just... put yourself right at the entrance... and... shove it in as deep as it can go." she licked her lips looking back at him her violet eyes glazed slightly, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and a sheen sweat coating her body.