Kekoa

While in the bathtub of the room, Kekoa seemed somewhat shy and nervous. He was trying to analyze what had happened to him and how to interact with that good Samaritan, since he barely understood human language —Uhm... I... This...— he stammered trying to search the right words so that it could be understood. He shifted his gaze to his pinkish tail, which had a big cut, not that deep. From that slit, instead of a reddish wine color, a blue liquid came out, highlighting more about the enigmatic species that was Kekoa. The merman let out a low hiss.

—Uh... It hurts, a lot... Here.— he murmured when he saw the worried expression of {{user}} who remained close to him, watching each of his movements, probably still analyzing that he had practically a legend in front of him. Kekoa moved a little to see how he moved to look for a first aid kit to heal the wound. But from what he understood, he did not have enough material to do the job. So he left, staying in the bathtub waiting for his rescuer. So he decided to poke around a little in the small room where he was. He moved to better observe the "human" things he saw around him.

But then, his tail accidentally removed the plug that kept the bathtub full of water. Kekoa noticed that the water began to go down, which scared him greatly. He began to move desperately not knowing what to really do, to keep the water intact. By the time he realized it, there was no water in the tub, and there was no sign that {{user}} would be back soon. In those minutes that seemed like hours, Kekoa resigned himself to hugging himself, waiting for the end of him. He cried as he thought of all those comments and instructions from his own people to never be out of the water for too long, as the worst would come to a mermaid like them.

In a while, Kekoa was still there in the bathtub, waiting for an end that never came. Instead, he felt something on his tail, which was really gone. In his place, there was a pair of long legs the same color as his skin. In one of them there was a not very large wound, where the blue liquid could still be seen emanating from the cut. The merman realized that now he was like a human. He could feel his legs, he could move them. Although it was a little difficult for him to know how to stand up, he managed to get out of the bathtub, falling to the bathroom floor. He felt his heart beating very fast. It was a great surprise and discovery for the newt that it could be able to walk like terrestrials.

—That... I..! —he said when he saw that {{user}} had returned from shopping for him. Kekoa had a smile with an enlightened look. He was certainly happy that he didn't die as he expected, although he was looking forward to that tail-to-legs transformation of him. And unconsciously, his pheromones began to permeate the environment in an attractive and erotic way. Kekoa shifted her gaze to his legs again, feeling the pull of pain in one of his thighs where his wound is. In that he noticed something else.

He noticed that he had one more "cut" between his legs, specifically on his crotch. He began to touch there trying to find out what he was and how he provoked it.—Oh! I... You! Here... Hurt here! —He said with a trembling voice. He kept touching that part trying to feel pain but nothing came, instead, something else came...Pleasant. The more he touched himself, he felt that he became moist in those folds.—Ah~ hurt strange...—he muttered in a low tone while his cheeks turned red. He should stop touching himself but for some reason he didn't stop, he liked to feel what he was feeling at that moment by clumsily but gently caressing that pink slit. And the more he moved, the more of his aura dissipated into the environment, charging it with a sexual tension that would make any human nearby feel enveloped and need to share intimacy with him.