“You’re even more magnificent as a human, mistress,” submissively purred Ariel as she lied back on a bed and stared lovingly at the one being she served without question. Many years had passed since her mistress had traveled up the Amazon river and devoured the bathing big hipped woman. In that time, Ariel had been experiencing everything she had ever dreamed of and so much more. Ursula had kept her slave in her womb for most of it, usually only taking her out to have some kinky fun. Long hours thrashing on her penetrating tentacles still made Ariel turn beat red with desire. It was all sex and swimming until Ursula did something Ariel had never dreamed of, she walked on land.

The decision to travel on land had been a frivolous one. Ursula had been devouring swimmers and sailors for years, but she hungered for something else, a new slave. Ursula had tried to seduce many men and women, but none had stuck. Ursula wanted a pure slut with no reservations about serving her and no self-preservation. Ursula hadn’t found that person in the sea, so she decided to travel on land.

They had traveled far and wide, and through all of it, Ariel walked submissively at Ursula’s side. The former mermaid spent some time inside her mistress’s womb, but was quickly spit out. Traveling with someone inside your womb on land was far more difficult then in the sea. Also, staying outside her mistress allowed Ariel to watch for any potential slaves, which she loathed to do because it took her eyes off Ursula. In the years that had passed, Ariel had grown more attached to her mistress and her loyalty had only grown, as well as her libido. She loved her mistress so much, yet her lust was the only thing bigger.

“And why is that slave?” Ursula dismissively said as she applied her makeup in front of the mirror. “I look very similar to how I am in the water and I lose my slimy tentacles which you love so much. So why do you have this fondness of me in this form?”

“It’s you’re big, fat ass,” Ariel giggled girlishly. Bobbing in front of Ariel was Ursula’s huge, pale rear. The sea witch had undressed, leaving her flabby body completely bear for Ariel to lewdly look at. It hung there like two moons, Ursula’s ass was two jiggly, bumpy, crater covered slabs of meat that Ariel loved so much. She practically worshipped the ass, witch each cheek bigger then her whole head. She would kiss and lick every jiggly part lightly chewing on it when she got a chance. Ariel was lucky that her mistress loved having her ass played with because Ariel loved fooling around with the delicious butt more then anything. The things she did with Ursula’s ass were nearly unimaginable. Ariel could spend hours licking, kissing, fondling and smothering her face between those flabby boulders and still want to play. Ariel loved her mistress’s ass and only hoped that when her mistress found her next slave she had a nice ass to play with too.

“That’s nice dear, but you have responsibilities to take care of,” Ursula smoothly said and Ariel perked up. Most of her responsibilities involved pleasing her mistress, which she never tired of doing. Ursula then crushed her hopes of fun with a few words. “Go outside and start looking for our next slave. You’ll know her when you see her.”

Ariel nodded and sulked off, she preferred to stay and watch her lovely mistress’s ass jiggle in front of her. looking absolutely miserable, Ariel shuffled out of the room and outside, ready to search the latest in a long line of towns her mistress had taken her to.