The Little Mermaid from Hell

In the deepest, darkest corner of the ocean, there lived a happy, beautiful and young mermaid named Ariel.

Ariel was famous for her enchanting voice and her insatiable curiosity about the world beyond the sea. Ariel's heart was captivated by tales of the human realm, and she longed to explore it. She was just your typical friendly mermaid, thinking happy thoughts all day and having childish crushes on various mermaids and sailors she’d meet along the way.

Nevermind the fact the stories left out all the orgies she’d had with them.

Only those closest to her, like her father, King Triton, knew of Ariel’s twisted side. He was the one who’d actually convinced Ursula to turn Ariel into a human and send her to the land.

Ursula asked if he was sure, and he shrugged and said, “it’s either that or I send her to an insane asylum. She’s constantly threatening to murder her sisters so she can inherit my throne. The throne isn’t even going to them, it’s going to her cousin Bob.”

One random, stormy day, a sailor fell off his boat and Ariel rescued him.

He thanked her profusely, his handsome manly chest pulsating and dripping with sea water, which glistened in the light.

This caused Ariel's face to flush, her incredible and unquenchable arousal further deepening her desire to be human, cementing her obsession.

She blew him a kiss and quickly swam back home to bore her father for hours, regaling him with tales of how the sweat dripped perfectly off the handsome sailor.

Her father, eager to get rid of her, lead her back to the surface to meet the handsome young prince she rescued.

“Marry that man immediately so you can move out of my castle already,” King Triton said.

“No. You can’t make me,” Ariel said, crossed her arms and huffed.

“Fine. Don’t marry him,” King Triton said.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” Ariel said.

“Ugh. Fine, do whatever you please,” King Triton said, then he turned around and swam away.

Ariel squealed with such loud excitement for so long, her father had to cover his ears, swim all the way back, and shout, “Shut up, Ariel. Your voice is shattering the sea glass.”

She swam up to the boat, drank the potion Ursula made for her to grow human legs, used them to climb the ladder, then found the sexy sailor.

She smiled at him and introduced herself.

“I’m Ariel,” she said and smiled crookedly.

“I’m Eric. I’ve been at sea a long, long time. I’m ever so lonely and haven’t seen my wife, or any other woman, in ages. Want to hop into bed with me and fool around?”

She was spellbound by his charm, and her father did encourage her to go meet him, so why not, she figured.

*****

A few hours passed. Ariel was tired, her legs were gone, the potion having worn off. She swam back home.

“Did you, you know… screw around with the guy?” King Triton asked.

“Well, obviously, dad. He’s so sexy and handsome. I could just eat him up,” Ariel said with an eldritch and evil smirk on her face, then started laughing.

“But please don’t, dear. As king of the mermaids, it makes me look bad. We want a good relationship with the humans, honey,” Ariel’s father said.

“God, dad. Don’t tell me what to do. If I want to eat him, I’m going to freaking eat him with a side of potatoes,” Ariel insisted and put her hand up in her dad's face. Ariel’s father sighed.

“Teenagers,” he muttered.

“How do I turn human permanently,” Ariel asked.

“Ask an octopus,” he said condescendingly and put his hand in her face.

“Ask an octopus,” Ariel mocked in a high pitched whiny voice while pressing her lips together.

“I’m just trying to be helpful honey. I have a lot of magical powers, but I can’t turn you into a human. but an octopus can,” Ariel’s father said.

“God, dad, like, could you be any more vague? Can’t you just tell me what freaking octopus to talk to?” Ariel complained.

“Go to Ursula. The same damn octopus that made the potion before,” Ariel’s father said, sounding irked.

“Ugh. I don’t want to go to Ursula. I don’t want to be human anymore. I don’t want to do anything you say. I hate listening to you. You’re so damn annoying, god,” Ariel whined.

“Good, because you’re grounded, young lady. You’re never to leave your room again. You’ll never be allowed to become a human or marry a human prince. Ha ha ha,” Ariel’s father said smugly.

“I’m running away. You can’t tell me what to do! You’re not the boss of me,” Ariel whined and swam away to see Ursula.

“Oh, thank god. Some peace and quiet,” Ariel’s dad said, sat in his throne and closed his eyes.

Ariel made her way to Ursula’s lair, then made a deal with her to trade what she thought was her beautiful singing voice for a pair of legs, not realizing that her father already knew she was going to do this and pre-approved the deal with Ursula. Everyone under the sea found Ariel’s singing obnoxious except Ariel, who’s singing caused ears to bleed.

Despite Ursula saying she didn’t need anything in return for the potion, King Triton insisted.

“Please. I can’t take her obnoxious whining… I mean, singing voice anymore. She keeps me up all night with it and when I tell her to pipe down because I need sleep she only sings louder,” Ariel’s father pleaded.

“Fine,” Ursula reluctantly agreed.

Ursula remained reluctant until she asked Ariel to sing one last time.

“Oh, ouch dear. That’s hurting my ears. I’m just going to magically put your singing voice in this jar for now,” Ursula said and jarred Ariel’s singing voice.

“Now give me my damn legs,” Ariel huffed.

“I only have eight tentacles dear. I’m doing the best I can,” Ursula said and waved her wand through the water, causing Ariel’s legs to burst through her flippers.

“Yay, legs,” Ariel screeched in a pitch that hurt Ursula’s ears. Ariel clapped excitedly.

“Ugh, teenagers,” Ursula muttered.

Ariel swam to the surface to go find her Prince. Ariel hoped Eric would be just as excited to see her.

“I’m at the oceans end where the water meets sand,” Ariel muttered, and started walking on land.

She struggled to balance, but with practice, she eventually got the hang of land walking.

She asked the townspeople about Prince Eric to find out where he lived until someone gave her directions to a gothic castle.

Ariel approached the guards and demanded they let her in, explaining that she’s a princess, daughter of King Triton. They didn’t believe her, so she grabbed a large stick from the ground and used it as a billy club to knock the guards out. She grabbed the keys out of the guards pocket and unlocked the castle gate.

She walked to the castle door, knocked out two more guards, entered, and started shouting for Prince Eric.

Prince Eric ran to the door thinking it was an emergency, and his jaw dropped when he saw his guards on the floor.

“Just who the hell are you, and why’d you knock out my guards?” He exclaimed.

“I’m Ariel. We met when I saved your life after you fell out of your boat, remember? I only look different because I have legs. I used to be a mermaid,” Ariel said and smiled.

“Oh yah. But I didn’t know you’d come visit me. Now is not really a good time, I have another…”

“Shut up and kiss me, you fool,” Ariel shouted.

“I’m married. Sorry,” Eric said.

“I’ll take care of this other woman. You love me now and no one else!” Ariel shouted, grabbed Prince Eric and smooched him.

Eric’s wife ran up to Ariel and screamed, “Get your hands off my husband, you whore. Just who the hell do you think…” and Ariel knocked the woman over the head with her stick, grabbed the woman and threw her out the door so hard she flew over the castle gates and rolled all the way to the beach.

“Holy crap. You’re very strong,” Prince Eric said, his jaw slumped in shock.

“You love me now, right darling? You’re now my Prince Eric,” Ariel asked.

“Su… su.. sure, my love,” Prince Eric stammered.

“Good! Then I demand we spend quality time together. Let’s go for a walk,” Ariel said.

Prince Eric was silent.

“NOW,” Ariel yelled.

“Yes ma’am,” Prince Eric said.

They left for a walk.

They spent many joyful moments together, and Ariel's infatuation with her new prince grew stronger every day.

Prince Eric grew more terrified, and at this point wished Ariel had let him drown.

As time went on, Ariel's obsession turned darker.

Ariel became possessive and jealous. She beat up the maids who had the audacity to look Prince Eric in the eye.

Unable to bear the thought of Eric being with anyone else, she plotted on how to keep her Prince in captivity.

Ariel tried to convince Eric to stay in the confines of the castle using tricks, hoping to keep him by her side forever.

Ariel's tricks escalated as she started to gaslight Eric, making him doubt his own sanity. She would rearrange objects in his room, whisper creepy things in the dark, and create illusions that twisted his perception of reality. Eric was feeling confused and trapped in his own palace.

“Am I going crazy, or are you trying to keep me here,” Eric finally asked.

“I’m not trying to trick you. You sound insane. You’re scaring me, darling. Here, drink some sleepy-time tea I made for you and go back to bed where you belong, my love,” Ariel said.

On a rainy Wednesday afternoon, Ariel's obsession reached its peak. She tied Eric to the bed, demanding that he tell her romantic stories with happy endings.

"Where's my happy ending?" she asked at the end of each story, her voice tinged with desperation.

Eric remained resilient and tried to convince her she needed not worry.

“I’m much too afraid of your strength and insanity to even consider leaving,” Eric reassured her.

“Awe, that’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said,” Ariel said.

Eric pleaded with Ariel to let him leave the castle, promising to return promptly. Ariel refused to listen, her obsession blinding her to reason or logic.

“You’re a part of me now, Eric. You’re mine forever, ha ha ha,” Ariel said while cackling.

“You have something in your noise, dear,” Eric said.

Ariel used her wrist to wipe her leaky nose dry.

“See, my Prince. My nose is leaking. I’m allergic to letting you go,” Ariel said and laughed maniacally before coughing up mucus.

“I’m leaving,” Eric said.

Ariel grabbed Eric, threw him against the wall, then tied him up.

In a moment of extreme strength fueled by adrenaline, an energy drink and a snickers bar, Eric managed to free himself from the ropes and kick Ariel to the floor.

Ariel got up and said “I guess I didn’t tie those ropes right. They’re clearly not tight enough,” and slapped Eric to the ground.

Eric quickly stood up, only for Ariel to wrap her cold, skinny, slime covered and impossibly strong hands around his neck.

“Stop choking me, you lunatic,” Eric managed to say through clinched teeth. He fought against Ariel's tight grasp, finally knocking her to the ground.

He ran as fast as he could, narrowly escaping.

Ariel had implanted a magical tracking device in him while he was sleeping.

To slow Eric down, Ariel shouted “I put a bomb in your stomach. I can blow it up whenever I want to, so you better come back here, or else!”

“Whatever,” Eric mumbled.

As Eric fled, he could hear a faint beeping sound coming from his belly. His stomach tightened as he wondered if it really could be a bomb.

Realizing he needed help, Eric ran into the woods to seek the wise counsel of a powerful sorceress, Maleficent.

He knew what her house looked like from paintings and descriptions, but had never been there. It had taken him a while to find.

“I need your help. The maniac at my castle threw my wife out and forced me to marry her. And while I’ve tried to love Ariel, she’s crazy and wants me tied up. What do I do?” Prince Eric asked.

“While I think love is a fools game, I’ll help you win, for a price,” Maleficent said.

“You name it. Anything. It’s yours. Just fix Ariel, please,” Prince Eric pleaded.

“I demand… a shrubbery,” Maleficent said.

“A shrubbery?” Prince Eric squealed, confused. Maleficent nodded.

Prince Eric left, then brought back a shrubbery.

“Now will you help me?” Prince Eric asked.

Maleficent smiled.

“First, can you shut off this explosive device in my stomach?” Eric pleaded.

The sorceress, using her powers, scanned the device Ariel inserted into Eric..

“It’s a magical tracking device, not a bomb,” Maleficent said.

Relieved, Eric sat down. Maleficent explained to Eric that Ariel's actions were driven by her obsession and not by a desire to harm him. With a simple anti-obsession spell, this could all be fixed. Eric told her to cast the spell immediately.

Desperately hoping the spell worked, Eric decided to confront Ariel and see if she had really broken free from her destructive obsession.

While the spell helped, Ariel was still mildly obsessed with Prince Eric.

Prince Eric, being compassionate and somewhat loving of Ariel, decided to help her.

They signed up for therapy programs and hired relationship counselors to fix their problems.

With the support of these many profesional’s, and of course Eric’s mom, Cynthia, Ariel learned to let go of her unhealthy fixation.

Of course, she still loved Eric, and he still somewhat cared about her.

In time, Ariel found solace in her perceived renewed connection with Eric, and now had a healthy love instead of an obsession with him.

Ariel briefly went to the ocean and had Ursula give her most loyal servants legs and brought them back to Eric’s castle to meet him, and to possibly keep an eye on him on her behalf.

Ariel had come across Eric’s first wife on her way back, then turned her into a frog.

“I’m glad we worked out our issues, my love,” Eric said and smiled, pretending to be happy.

“Me too, my little sugar muffin,” Ariel said and kissed Eric on the cheek.

Ariel and Eric then made lots of babies together, invested in real estate, made billions, and lived happily ever after.

And when he completely had Ariel’s trust, he found out what she did with his first wife, had Maleficent turn Ariel to a sand statue, reverse the frog spell, and remarried his first wife.

And in case anyone came asking questions, he made his wife wear Ariel’s clothing. No one suspected a thing.