Now forced to walk the streets, Ariel was also forced to cover her own lucious forms with some old garbs her mistress stripped off some unlucky woman, although Ariel felt that woman should have been honored to become part of such a beautiful body. Speaking of which, these days she hated wearing clothes. Aside from her sea shell bikini, she never had any use any other form of dress under the sea, and now was covered in robes from her head to her toes. Her mistress had told her that out in the open she would be fresh meat for any number of men or women if she was nude, but frankly Ariel didn't understand why humans embraced clothing so much. They were itchy, get you hot in all the wrong ways, and just felt so confining to her. As soon as she found this new slut, she was going to bare it all to her before turning the slave over to Ursula.

By now she had reached a part of the city the locals called the market place. All around her Ariel saw merchants trying to sell jewelry, food, and other such items. She had no use for any of this. Her gorgeous godess of lust and fat was more beautiful than any necklace, and when it came to food, neither of them was currently hungry in the literal sense. The only reason Ariel was out her was to find some lucky soul to feed Ursula's lustful hunger.

"Out of my way!" suddenly she was blindsided by a rather rude woman who shoved her aside. Ready with some choice words for this bitch, they died on her tongue as Ariel saw just who she would be yelling at up ahead. For once, she was happy to see clothes, as those beautiful fabrics heightened her beauty almost as well as her naked body could. As she continued to storm, the former mermaid gladly watched her tight buns bounce in the aqua colored pants. Finally the woman stopped and stomped her foot in anger. Even the scowl didn't ruin her beauty, and this allowed Ariel to see the rest of her.

All of the humans around this woman seem to be vaporized by her sheer beauty. Her hair alone was as long and shimmering as Ariel's, and she had a feeling that if it wasn't in a pony tail that it would be just as long. Her perky breasts jiggled as she shook with anger, making Ariel drool a bit. She was also nicely slim, but with curves in all the right places. Her face showed off the lovely skin that was often associated with royalty, and given the way she was dressed, Ariel quickly deduced that she was a princess.

"Look, Princess Jasmine." some onlooker spoke as she walked by. Her words made Ariel squeak in excitement. The fuming princess didn't hear her, nor could she see the forming grin on the former mermaid's face. She didn't know what had ticked this princess off, but it was clear that she was in need of an attitude adjustment.