Eric Anderson started regaining consciousness. The last thing he remembered was his girlfriend/fiance Julie Stovall laying on top of him, his hard penis buried deeply inside her wet folds, as both were happily thrusting against each other in sheer joy and orgasmic bliss.
Eric now felt a comforting weight against his body, and wrapped his loving arms around the soft form of his future mate, with cause Julie to stir.
"Hello darling," she said in a soft and gentle voice, before lightly kissing Eric on the lips.
"Do you know how wonderful you are? I've never experienced such ecstasy, let alone to the point that I passed out from the sheer joy of it before," he admitted, after returning the kiss with a more anxious one of his own.
"Neither have I dear, but we better both get used to it, because that's the way I want it to be between us from now on," replied Julie with a smile, before laying back down against him. "I love you so much Eric."
"And I you my jewel," he said in return. "How long were we out?"
"Almost a full hour," she replied, after glancing at the night stand clock.
"Wow," was Eric's only reply, as he laid content with Julie against him.
The two lovers just laid in bed together, gently caressing each other as each felt their mate's warm flesh pressing against their own, until another matter arose.
"I have to go," announced Julie, getting up off the bed and stretching wantonly before Eric.
"Go? Go where?" he asked, confused, lost in staring at her shapely form.
"The bathroom silly. Come on," replied Julie, grabbing Eric's hand.
It was a very short walk in the small cabana between the king sized bed and the bathroom. Eric watched with a befuddled look on his face as Julie sat down on the toilet and began "taking care of business".
"Don't be squeamish," she chided him, while reliving herself. "Men and women have shared bathrooms together long before either of us were born. Besides, since we're going to be a couple for the rest of our lives, there's a few things you should know about were-mers and bathroom etiquette."
The fact that Julie was just sitting on "the porcelain throne" as if it was any other chair, staring and talking to him without a care in the world bothered Eric a bit, but it was the last part of her statement that made him say, "Oh? What?"
"To begin with, to start with the obvious, were-mers don't go where we swim if it can be avoided," said Julie. "If possible, we use the proper facilities wherever we are. Lakes, seas, and oceans are another matter though, especially on long swim trips. Then we go to the bottom before taking care of whatever we need to, and we try to bury the results whenever possible."
"Oh...kay," began Eric, thinking it over and realizing that it made sense, although all of this was a subject that he never really thought about since becoming a were-merman. "What about toilet paper?"
"Obviously we can't use it underwater," pointed out Julie, as she took care of cleaning up after herself. "Seaweed if available, otherwise a good ocean current; although any were-mer will concede the benefits of modern indoor plumbing," replied Julie, while washing her hands. "And no female goes into open waters during her period to avoid predators. Don't want to attract them with the smell of blood in the water."
"That makes sense," agreed Eric, while nodding his head affirmatively.
"Okay. Your turn," announced Julie.
"HUH?"
"If you got to go, go. Regardless of species, there is no nudity taboo amongst weres, remember?" asked Julie. "Even though we're still a few years away from being officially engaged, let alone married, I already know how handsome you are naked," she added, staring at Eric with a smile on her face. The only thing either of them wore was the single pearl necklace around Julie's neck, the were-mer equivalent of an engagement ring, although so far only the two of them and Julie's mother actually knew about their impending life together.
"I might have a little trouble with that," confessed Eric, while looking down to see his hard cock sticking straight out from in-between his legs. "I've been staring at my beautiful girlfriend for quite a while and..."
"It's okay Eric, I understand," said Julie, while moving closer to him. One hand caressed his bare chest while the other reached down to play with his stiff rod as she kissed him on the cheek. "By the way, you're even cuter when you're blushing, and were-mers do NOT like the weird definition of water sports some people have. I'll wait outside and give you a chance to take care of what you need to," added Julie, wiggling her rear in a teasing gesture before shutting the door behind her as she walked out of the bathroom.
Even without his fiance in the small bathroom, it still took Eric a bit of time before he was finally able to urinate. Being the innocent naive he was, Eric distracted himself by trying to figure out what Julie meant about "the weird definition of water sports", and totally drew a blank, until he was calm enough to go.
After cleaning up, Eric opened the bathroom door and called out for Julie.
The cabana interior was dark, for the candles had burned out a long time ago yet, being a were-mer able to see underwater, Eric didn't need the candles to know Julie was nowhere inside.
That's when he realized the cabana door to the outside world was open.
He turned and saw his beautiful girlfriend standing in the open doorway, the light of the approaching full moon back lighting her to create a sex silhouette.
As Eric took a step toward her, Julie blew him a kiss and softly said "Marco...", before turning and running toward the pool. Pleasant memories of the game he taught her danced in Julie's mind as she transformed when hitting the water, waiting for her mate.
By the time he reached the door, Eric saw the tip of were-mermaid flippers diving into the Stovall family's fresh water pool.
Without a second thought Eric ran after Julie and by the time he jumped into the pool and sank below the water, there was webbing between his fingers as blue-green scales covered his legs and feet turned into flippers.
Able to see, hear, speak, and breathe underwater, Eric spotted Julie waiting for him in the deep end with open arms. The golden scales of her mermaid legs sparkled in the prevailing moonlight and refracted brighter by the pool water.
As the couple embraced, Eric returned the smile and said "Polo", before kissing her eagerly.
The two weremer spent the rest of their romantic night together under water, enjoying each other's company and bodies as only a merman and his mermaid could.