You almost didn’t feel your mother’s dextrous braiding of your hair now because of the battle raging inside you.
You were a human and, almost more importantly, a male one! Not a mer or maid of any kind. There just had to be a way out of this and back into manhood, you just had to keep up the fight against it internally and however you could externally.
“You turned into a real beauty, dear.” your Mom said, caressing your breasts with one rubbery tentacle.
“Mom! Don’t!” you gasped and tried to cross your arms over your respectable new rack to stop her, which she allowed for the moment.
“Why not? You’re at least technically my own flesh and blood still, and you’re really quite beautiful. You’re going to have your pick of the merboys, I’m telling you that much! Or mermaids too.” she said.
“Mom! No!” you said and pushed away from her angrily,”Don’t you realize how fucked up this all is?! I don’t WANT to be a damn mermaid! OR merboy! I want my old life back and I’m not going to rest until I’ve got it!”
Your Mom sighed and asked,”Have you even enjoyed an orgasm yet, sweetie?”
“Mom, thats fucking sick!” you said, instinctually knowing that an orgasm might be the killing blow to your humanity and masculinity.
“Its biology, and you need to embrace it and your womanhood.” your Mom said rather sternly.