"That's true," she says, looking at the mist-hazed shore as though noticing it for the first time. "Sorry about that, I guess I did get a little carried away," her tone might suggest the Princess was actually remorseful, but given how cavalier she's acting about Etolie's safety, she's probably just a very good liar.

She vanishes beneath the brine, and then emerges behind Etolie. By surprise she wraps her arms and legs around her from behind, having briefly resumed her human form. Her hands cover Etolie's chill-stiff nipples while the heat of her pussy grinds against her ass. "That reminds me," she murmurs huskily. "You're probably very cold at this point. I've heard humans can even freeze to death in your situation, though I don't really understand how any living being could be so weak. But the solution to that should be pretty obvious, don't you think?" Indeed, the Princess's remarkable body hasn't lost any heat despite the extreme temperature, and now it practically smolders as it presses against Etolie's back.

"Now," she says, her whisper hot enough to melt Etolie's near frozen ears. "You're probably going to want to breathe very, very deeply."

That's the only warning Etolie gets. Her human legs become a fish tail again, its warm, slimy fins tickling Etolie's feet. The Princess removes her hands from the girls breasts and places them on her shoulder. Then, her strength otherworldly, she roughly pulls her victim's head beneath the depths.

No stranger to this situation, Etolie refuses to believe the Princess thinking that it made sense … why would royalty choose to wish to listen to one that wasn't there better? She should have thought of that earlier though it wouldn't have made a difference outside of getting her clothes torn to shreds and having her endure the humiliation of going back to the dorms naked. Even if the other girls never seemed to remember it was still embarrassing nevertheless.

But things would go worse if she called the Princess on this she thought. And there was the slim possibility that she wasn't lying here though thus far she assumed that she was like the other denizens of the island thus far.

A warm body so close to her, she closes her eyes as her breasts are fondled and draws in a deep breath pretty sure she knew what happens next. The submerge and she listens to the Princess. Nodding at the fact that the water was cold, noting that the Princess is warm to the touch regardless and she figures that she must radiate some sort of heat source herself to keep warm rather than possessing a thick layer of blubber to keep the cold out. It made sense given her body type.

Under water her vision wasn't as great though now she was under water without the benefit of her glasses. Joy. She could only see a few feet in front of her and had a primal fear that there was something lurking just out of site. She had heard from the other girls that there was no animal life but she didn't really belief it. There had to be a bug or two, what about marine life? She didn't want to find out the hard way though her lungs were beginning to burn with the need to breath she turns her head part way touching her lips with the hand holding her glasses then moving in for a kiss.

A well-adapted deep sea predator, a pair of invisible membranes slide over the princess's eyes, letting her see just fine. Of course they aren't alone down here - if it were just Etolie by herself, she'd find no life, but the Princess has always been deeply disturbed by a barren sea, not really understanding the planet's creators wishes to have no animal life. So she's always sure to bring plenty of friends and snacks when she visits the island, and take them with her when she leaves lest she be accused of littering.

She understands Etolie's request for air, though it surprises her. It hasn't even been a minute, shouldn't she be able to last at least five or ten? Or maybe she's confusing this with sex - it wouldn't be the first time. The princess has plenty of air, her compartmentalized lungs are very efficient and have amazing capacity.

She pulls Etolie against her and locks her lips with the young woman's. Relieving her victim's burning lungs is just a bonus, she's really after contact with the girl who had so enraptured her earlier. She opens her mouth wide and breathes into her, her endless offering of air rejuvenating Etolie's burning lungs. As she gives this gift her tongue slips out, strong and bold to explore Etolie's mouth. Equally adventurous, her hands skillfully run down the woman's back, one of them grasping her tempting ass cheek.

Her other hand squeezes Etolie's breast, but suddenly freezes. The Princess pulls back and then cups one of her breasts in each hands, frowning as she examines them.

"You've really got a lovely set," she murmurs, fondling her nipples affectionately. "You'd probably like them to be bigger though, wouldn't you?" She can speak easily underwater, her adapted lungs ensure she loses no air while the water itself obeys her commands and carries her voice to whoever wishes it. Etolie on the other hand, will have to answer the question more creatively.

With the suddenness of it all she had been panicked so that she lost her breath a little too early. The cold chilling her though as she clings to her life line and feels that tongue exploring her mouth she realizes how stupid it would be to displease the Princess in a situation such as this. It was not as if she found her unattractive, Etolie was more than a little sore at being tricked. Until they got to who knows where she would have to pantomine and she was no good at charades.

So her tongue swishes back, tentative at first as it slides against the Princesses. She swithched the glasses from one hand to the other though so she could reach back to grasp the hand that had caressed her ass, she shook her head though her touch was light. She just wished to relay that she shouldn't entertain any thoughts back there but she moans as her breasts as seized. A steady steam of bubbles come out of her mouth, her eyes close and she feels those fingers coursing over her breasts.

She never really though much of her chest in that she was an early bloomer and it got her a lot of attention among the boys so she hadn't really considered them much bigger than this. They were a nice handful and best of all she didn't have to worry about back problems later on in life.

She shakes her head in the negative again though ties to twist a little if the Princess lets her that is, in which case a hand sweeps against the curve of one of her breasts with her thumb playing over the point of the nipple though they weren't erect like her's were from the cold at least.

Etolie nods as if she approved of what she touch though.

"No?" The Princess pouts as she teases Etolie's breasts. "Oh well, I suppose I could give you a wetter pussy instead, that would be more practical given your situation." She appears to give the matter more thought as Etolie grasps her breasts. When she nods, the Princess grins. "Oh! You only want them a little bigger so they're like mine. My, you sure know how to flatter a girl!"

She grabs Etolie's hand and pulls her deeper into the depths, realizing that her subject is quite cold. She'll never make it to the heat vents at this rate, I'd better fuck her soon so she doesn't freeze to death and get me in trouble." But her little experiment can come first.

She stops suddenly and whistles into the darkness. The movement of multiple creatures can be seen in the shadowy murk, before an odd-looking multi-colored eel comes to the Princess's summon. The Princess lets the creature coil around her arm.

"Now, it's going to be difficult to get the dose right since you only want a tiny increase, but thanks for having so much faith in me!" The Princess giggles bashfully, then lifts the eel up by the head, casually bites it in half, and drinks up its inky black blood. She discards the corpse of her servant without a care, and out of the darkness, something huge and possessing countless teeth snaps up the waste before vanishing into the murk.

Then she seizes Etolie around the waist and pulls against her, pressing her lips against hers and forcing her mouth open. The eel's venom is still inside her mouth, and she spits just a little down her victim's throat. The taste is awful, somewhere between vinegar and sulfuric acid, but she forces Etolie to swallow at least a little bit. The Princess has tried her best to force down the correct dose, but given that every body has a unique reaction to venom, she isn't sure what's going to happen.

That wasn't quiet what she meant but it's good enough. She delights in the touch of the Princess more sot then ever for she is the only warmth that she has at the moment. But there is no resistance as she is pulled along those murky depths.

She is her life line to air as it were and she was glad that the Princess did not misinterpret that, it was simple enough. Though the lose of control is both frustrating and exciting, the fear of the unknown always lingering especially when she discovers that they are not alone and the eel joins them, but then, well the eel is no more in a rather disgusting display though what panics her is that thing just beyond her vision that devours the remains of the eel.

Shit!

She drops the glasses she was holding though tries to get away, scared obviously but she does not get far before the Princess is able to hold her in place, her chest rising and falling out of fear now so much so she hardly tastes that bitter taste that gets into her mouth.

She drinks in another lung full of air, her eyes wide, she frantically gestures down there to where she saw the movement swirling the ocean around them.

Just great, she discovers that there's marine life here discovering in perhaps in the worse way possible. What was this tingle that she was feeling? A flow pushed it's way through her, the eel's blood doing something though she does not know what just yet and feels swelling in her chest as it starts to tingle with warmth.

The Princess pulls back and looks quizzically where Etolie gestures. "What are you on about? Ohh, that's just Sheobog, the demon shark. He's just here to gobble up anything I grow bored with, but I wouldn't worry. After all, the most dangerous thing in these waters is me."

Her gaze drifts to Etolie's breasts, which are subtly swelling as an effect of the venom. She squints at them and then squishes her own up against them to compare, before smiling with delight. "I didn't think I'd be able to do it on my first try, but I got them just right! Did I mention the side effects? They'll be much more sensitive until they return to normal, and they'll also lactate, so as a precaution I would suggest you let me play with them as much as possible."

She whistles again into the sea, and something else emerges. It's impossible to tell what it is, only that it's a behemoth so large that neither its head nor tail can be seen. It might as well be the size of a planet. The Princess presses Etolie against it. "Anyway, we're going to have to resort to drastic measures to keep your body warm. I suggest you try and enjoy this as much as you can."

Pressing against her, forcing her against the slimy hide of the massive beast, the Princess begins kissing Etolie along the neck, occasionally giving her a vicious little nip instead. Shifting back into her human form, she brushes her toes against Etolie's instep, before using her legs to force the student's thighs apart.

Demon Shark! This may have been normal for the Princess but abnormal for Etolie. The demon she encountered she managed to get away from some how … no, that tied up girl that she ditched … demon just sounds nasty though she has little time to worry about that, pleasure and fear seem to be a constant mix as something else appears in the murk. But would the Princess discard her when she was bored with her ... she had know all too well how likely that was having done so herself on occassion.

She does not know what it is, nor does she really want to know as she is pressed up against something slimy, the Princess pressing up against her and explaining things to her though she's gotten herself into something unexpected again she is too worried to think about it.

Her vision without her glasses and earlier running out of contacts … this was going to suck if she could not find her spare set of glasses for awhile. But there is a warmth in her chest, that venom causing her to swell in all the right places … she wonders for a second if the effect is permanent or can be made permanent, the chemist in her is curious at that that stuff could net a fortune especially amongst flat chested girls.

She goes to comment about something by instinct, when the Princess was speaking so freely she forgets for a moment that she's under water and just a stream of bubbles erupt from her lips. Later she reminds herself to ask about later but now she snaps back to reality.

Her heart quickens in her chest at the unknown thing behind her. She flinches occasionally at the nips and while she ponders what drastic measures are her thighs are encouraged apart. She reaches down to the Princesses hands setting them over her swollen and sensitive orbs as they begin begging for attention.

The Princess eagerly toys with Etolie's breasts, grabbing one in each hand. She could ignore them to torture her, but her own lust motivates her more than anything else, so she rubs the nipples between her fingers and squeezes the tender flesh firmly. Again and again she toys with those swelling orbs, feeling them from top to bottom, stroking their sides and the crevice between them. Eventually she lets out a little growl of want and attacks them with her mouth, kissing them both before settling on one, pulling as much flesh into her petite mouth as possible. Her tongue brushes repeatedly against the areola as she wantonly suckles.

One of her hands, having been evicted by the Princess's needy mouth, wanders between Etolie's spreading legs. Her fingers dip into the folds of her pussy, tracing the outer lip, before reaching above it, rubbing her clitoral hood to try to coax her bitch button out of hiding.

She shudders, a stream of bubbles slipping out of her mouth as those hands give her the attention she wants. Heated flesh stroking over her and while it is impossible to forget where she is she nearly does so against the touch, against the sucks that she so needs easing the pressure that had been forming in her chest.

Etolie keeps her legs opened, shuddering at the touch the Princess delivers to her. The chill in her body being dispelled by the pleasant warmth of her arousal at least for the moment as she hitches one leg over the hip of the Princess.

Often one spoke of pain and pleasure mixing … Etolie was big on pain but in this case it was pleasure being mixed with a degree of fear. Afraid of what was to happen despite what the Princess said. She often forgot to mention things until it was too late after all.

She reaches out groping the chest with her hands and leans in for a kiss, this time it is more than air that she wants.

The Princess presses her body eagerly against Etolie's, her lustful heat the girl's only solace in this frigid underworld. Rising back up to eye level when the girl seeks another kiss, she squeezes their breasts back together, and with her legs now in the appropriate posiiton, spreads her own shapely hips out and begins to grind their labias together, rough and insistent.

She stares into Etolie's eyes, with a look of utter confidence and command. She gives her the kiss she seeks, rough and powerful, forcing her tongue in her mouth. But she keeps her lungs closed, giving her no more air than she has already.

She presses in to everything that is going on between them. Warm fingers, refreshing lips and now their legs swept open groaning. Her lips press solidly against the Princess feeling the press of her tongue.

Etolie breaths in more air as it is offered to her feeling her pelvis grindung up agaibst hers. That heat swept over her and she rubs back, her eyes closing as she does so.

It feels good, this feeling that sweeps over her then, she shivers partly from the water but more so out of anticipation that sweeps over her then.

A hand settles upon the Princesses shoulder, her clit making a showing, her sensitive breasts ache as she leans forward consuming a breast with her lips.

The Princess moans loudly as her breast is taken, shoving forward to get as much of it as she can in Etolie's mouth. She realizes the human's air won't last too long if she keeps that up, and that's her plan. Soon she'll learn that if she wants to breathe down here, she's going to have to earn it.

With one of her hands she grabs Etolie's breast firmly, squeezing it and rolling it between her fingers, sometimes given it a painful little pull. With her other she grabs Etolie's thigh, raising her groin to make sure that her clit meets up with the princess's own eager button. The nereid's own aroused pussy is covered in her feminine juices, thicker and stickier than the water around them. She grinds their cunts together with more and more force, eagerly hammering Etolie's pussy and groaning more and more with the pleasure of the contact.

Pain and pleasure mixed with fear all roll together as her breast is assailed for she hasn't completely forgotten where they were or the fact that they were not alone down her. It burns her to be at the mercy of another person so much … those pets the need to breath … so often though she had been in control of a situation but it was clear that this one was out of her hands.

All she could hope was that the Princess was flighty and “forgot” finer points of things and wasn't going to be malicious with her and discard her to the demon shark that thankfully she could not see. So often she discarded her toys when they were no longer fun often doing so after playing with them once or twice but there was really no way out of the situation for her now, not that there ever was actually.

Still, it could be worse. A lot of her fear came from loosing control, though as her thigh was lifted up she had no reason to resist though her head tilts back as she emits a stream of bubbles from her lips at that enticing contact rubbing back just as firmly to feel more of that enticing contact. Her hands fold about the Princesses neck as she moves in for another kiss.

The Princess gives Etolie a grin of utter dominance when she leans in, wrapping her slender fingers around the woman's neck and pushing her head back against the slimy leviathan being used as a fuck board.

"I always forget how greedy your human lungs are, I figured you already had enough air to last you the trip and back." She smiles coldly while still rubbing her groin against Etolie and smacking their sexes together. "I didn't mention this since I figured you were smart enough to figure it out... ughh.... but... huh... this isn't like the surface world where everyone can breathe as mmm... much as they want. Ooh, you've got a nice little pussy. Anyway, here air is a commodity. Huh... So if you want any more you're going to have to do something for me in exchange... uhh... it's only.... uhh... fair."

She decides to let that sink in for a moment, going back to forcefully screwing her and eagerly playing with her swollen and sensitive breasts.