Damon twisted and thrashed, moving his tail restlessly, but alas it was to no avail. He was tied in tight bounds yet also he had a new female body, foreign and weaker. He could see, even with his restrictive vision, that he was all dainty and with smallish curves containing barely any muscles. His bright red hair flowed, following his head movements, but it was more of a hindrance than anything else. And the two globes of flesh he now possessed bounced and jiggled as if they had a will of their own, happy to display themselves. And to think they'd produce milk, for a spell that was supposed to do God knew what! And to have milk, the condition was simple: he had to await a kid, and to have a kid... The mere notion of having sex as a mermaid was as disgusting as it was terrifying. Would it hurt? It would certainly be vile! How did mermaid reproductive biology even work? And he'd be penetrated by a male! He was not a homosexual, so the idea of being violated, by a male, made him want to throw up. Alas, he had this gag. This stupid gag that made everything worse by keeping him from summoning the genie, the sole one that could help him out of this horrible situation! As soon as this gag was removed, Damon swore he would call the genie and punish both that horrid hag and the merman that would come and happily defile him. But the witch knew about the genie, so chances were he'd have to be sneaky and act quickly. For now he could only shoot angry glares at the witch while she was sorting out her ingredients. Then, a shadow fell upon the entrance. Uh-oh... Damon's unwanted boyfriend had arrived. Damon turned but what he saw was worse than what he'd ever imagined. It was... a gillman! A vile blue-green creature! What the heck?!?!
"Ah, here you are," said the witch sternly to the thing that stayed silent. "Took you long enough. You know what to do. Have fun. But remember. You have her, you have your mate, your eggs and progeny, but you'll have to give the milk regularly. You understand?"
The gillman nodded and then turned to Damon, who screamed a muffled shout of pure horror. He could already see the monster's penis slowly emerge from its hidden sheath and if it did not look very big, it was already dripping with cum. Ugh! And the eyes of the thing was already filled with lust. The witch cackled.
"Sorry, but there was no merman available. And gillcreatures lack females, so they are ready to treat the mermaids they get like real queens. A merman would love you but refuse to give me your milk, used only for your babe. Your new hubby will treat you much more like royalty. But as you are not a real mermaid, who really cares?"
Already the gillman was touching and fondling Damon's breasts and mounted her, ready to satisfy his desiire for sex...