kelpie

[You start this out horse shaped. Maybe deepen your voice, or add some kind of weird resonance. You’re a being made of water. It makes sense in context. Sort of.]

You’re a new one, aren’t you?

	Why do you look so surprised?

	Not expecting to see someone like me by the river, hmm?

	We… we’re not from around here, it could be said.

	Whose “we’?

	Oh, there’s… a few of us.

	A veritable herd.

	Do you not like this form?

	You’re pretty far away - why not take a step closer?

	The light glimmers through me in a rather unsettling way, I’ll give you that, if you’re not used to it.

	Or is it that I’m horse shaped? Not used to animals that could talk?

	It has been a long time, hasn’t it?

	You’ve never seen a water spirit before?

	We came along… let it be said we hitched a ride a few hundred years ago, & then we just… settled in.

	It’s comfortable here. Not as cold.

	You’ve got as many foolish young men here as we did back there.

	You don’t strike me as the type of foolish young man who would get on the back of a big white horse.

	No, you don’t think I’m white? I mean… you could say I’m gray.

	What’s that human saying of yours?

	All cats are grey in the dark?

	Why not horses?

	Oh - I’m not so enticing to you as a horse, am I?

	What if I were to….

	[insert shape change sound here - maybe something faintly… splashy, since you’re made of water, but you’re getting smaller, more human shaped]

	Is that better?

	Oh.

	You’re not a young man, are you?

	It’s hard to tell, from that distance.

	But… why not take a step closer?

	I’m not going to hurt you - look at me, the moonlight dancing through me.

	I’m as gentle as that river right there - look at it, lapping at the banks.

	Take a step closer.

	No, I’m not human.

	Obviously I’m not human.

	Don’t you want to touch me? Don’t I look alluring?

	Yes, take another step closer.

	Yes, people have drowned in that river, but I’m not the river.

	I’m just me. You couldn’t drown in me, could you?

	Reach your hand out towards me… don’t you want to feel how different our skin is?

	Humans… you’re all so overheated, did you know that? You’re burning like a furnace.

	Isn’t it a hot summer night?

	Don’t you want to feel the coolness of my skin?

	Yes, just a little closer.

	Ignore the way your feet are sinking into the mud of the riverbank.

	Don’t worry about it.

	It’s all fine.

	Everything is fine.

	A little closer… just a little… there.

	[wet sound - you’re a being made of water, taking hold of a being made of meat]

	Yes… you’re so… warm.

	I can feel your blood pumping in your veins….

	Struggle all you want - I’m not going to let go.

	You can’t let go - you’re stuck to me.

	Some… old country magic, let’s call it.

	Yes, struggle all you want.

	Tire yourself out, & sink to the bottom.

	I’m going to… press closer to you, let me soak through your clothes. I can feel your heart racing, your blood moving.

	Blood is mostly water, did you know that?

	I can control water.

	I could stop your heart, if I want to.

	I could drag you to the very bottom of this river.

	Didn’t your mother ever tell you to stay away from rivers?

	Yes… stop struggling… it’s easier this way.

	Let me… force my hand under your shirt… it’s already sticking to you, you’re soaking wet, everyplace I touch you.

	Your nipples are already like little river pebbles, getting harder under my fingers.

	Do you like how cold I am?

	Do you like how it feels, as I run my hands across your back, collecting the salt of your sweat?

	When I caress your face, your tears just join the water that makes up the rest of my body.

	All living things are made of water - I’m just more… fluid than others.

	Your skirt is already sticking to your body… what if i were to pull you into the shallows of the river, cover your face with the water there, the water of my hands?

	Humans don’t know how to use the oxygen in the water - more the pity.

	Let the water take you, human - let it wash away your terror, your mortality.

	No?

	You’re still thrashing, even as I hold you close to me….

	Fine - I’ll let you have a gasp of air.

	There you go, & back under… let me… you can think about how you can’t breathe under water, or you can think about how my mouth feels on your nipples.

	[wet, sucking sounds, with the occasional gasp - you’re letting her up for air every minute or so]

	You’re still holding on, aren’t you?

	You must not want to die.

	The water is rushing around you - think of each brush of it as my hands.

	My hands or my tongue… as I kiss down your belly, to the waist of your skirt… let’s just push that up.

	It’s just floating in the water, isn’t it?

	We… don’t have a herd like we used to.

	We don’t know if we can breed with humans - in theory, we could.

	We’re basically made of water, & you’re basically made of water… so it’s not too different, is it?

	Let me… tilt you back further… I’ll even keep your head above the water, as I kiss up the insides of your thighs.

	You’re so sweaty here - so salty. Let the wetness of my tongue wash it away.

	[insert kisses between words here - you’re kissing up her thighs]

	Let the coolness of my mouth calm you… you’re thrashing again, as I run my hands further up spreading your thighs.

	It’s so… hot.

	I’m half afraid you’re going to boil me away, like a puddle in the sun.

	But oh, it’s wet here too, so wet… I’ll keep… mmm….

	[cunnilingus noises - wet, sloppy cunnilingus]

	Mmm… i can taste what you’re made of.

	The salt of the sea, the iron of your blood… iron is almost enough to hurt me.

	Almost.

	You’re quivering against me, & your thrashing harder - let the current hold you, rock you.

	Let the water surround you, let it slide into you.

	Take it into your body, the way you took my tongue.

	Take my cock in….

	[readjusting noises - you’re going to be between her legs now, still in the river, & you’re rubbing the head of your cock along her labia]

	You can’t keep me out.

	Water will always get in.

	And… oh… fuck… you’re… you’re so hot inside.

	Your blood is pulsing… it’s like the currents of the river.

	Just… ride it.

	Ride it like a horse.

	Would you prefer I was that shape?

	No?

	Oh… yes, squeeze… just like that.

	You are made of solid flesh, I am… water, but it is… oh…

	[more sex noises - ad lib to your heart’s content here]

	I’m going to… oh, yes, yes, oh fuck… yes, that’s….

	I’m going to give you my seed - it’s special, different from yours.

	Magic.

	It’s a different kind of water.

	Special.

	If this… if this works… if this works, you’ll… you’ll become a mother to a river.

	You’ll change the world.

	If it doesn’t… well, you’ll have experienced something special.

	You’ll have had an encounter with a kelpie, & survived.

	Now… oh… I’m… take it.

	Take my seed, take it, take it, take it… take it… all….

	[orgasm noises]

	Oh… yes… stay in the water.

	Let it rock you.

	Let it calm you.

	Stare up at the stars, as my cock stays inside of you, to keep it in.

	Let the water lap at your skin, every bit of it an extension of my own touch.

	Think of it as a lesson - stay away from horses or men by the side of the river.