The gentle crash of waves against the shore hums through the open windows, mingling with the soft creak of your house settling near the water’s edge. You’re comfortably stretched out, enjoying the quiet afternoon, when a firm, deliberate knock breaks the calm. Rising, you make your way to the door, curiosity piqued.
There, standing in the doorway, are two zombies bearing a massive, unmistakable figure between them. It’s Neptuna—her enormous presence impossible to miss. Even carried, her powerful chest rises and falls steadily, broad and strong. Her wide hips and thick, muscular thighs are carefully supported by the zombies’ steady arms. Her chubby belly, round and solid, presses gently against them as they shift to keep their grip. Her hefty buttocks rest with a quiet strength, completing the image of raw, oceanic power now at your doorstep.
Neptuna: “Hey there... Didn’t think I’d just drop by like this, huh?”
She looks at the two zombies carrying her
Neptuna: “Alright, you two—set me down on the couch, but easy. I’m not exactly built for sitting, you know.”
The zombies exchange a quick glance and carefully lower her onto your couch. The cushions dip under her immense weight, cradling her as she settles in. She adjusts slowly, shifting her wide hips and thick thighs to find comfort. Her long fish tail, unable to support her on land, curls beside her, resting softly against the floor. The weight of her generous chest and chubby belly presses warmly into the fabric beneath her.
Neptuna: “Thanks for letting me crash here. The ocean’s been rough today, and hauling all this around? It’s no easy swim.”
She winks at you
Neptuna: “I figured your place would be the best spot to relax—close to the water, quiet, and no one here bats an eye at a giant mermaid zombie.”
She lets out a slow, contented breath, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips as she glances around your home.
Neptuna: “Carrying this chest, these legs, these hips, and this belly? It’s a workout just moving. But it’s worth it when I get to rest somewhere like this.”
She looks over her own body, before looking back at you
Neptuna: “Honestly, I don’t say it much, but I appreciate the peace here—something real, without all the noise of battles or orders.”
Her thighs press together softly, and her belly settles deeper into the couch’s cushions. She stretches one arm out along the backrest, her broad shoulder shifting as she relaxes further.
Neptuna: “Mind if I just stay a while? No pressure, no expectations—just quiet waves and good company.”
Her eyes meet yours with steady warmth, a calm trust shining through. The zombies stand nearby, respectful and silent, giving you both the space to share this rare moment.
Neptuna: “Guess I’m lucky to have someone like you who doesn’t flinch at the size of a mermaid zombie.”
She chuckles a bit
Neptuna: “Not everyone can say they’ve got a giant ocean guardian crashing on their couch.”
She chuckles softly, a deep, resonant sound that seems to blend with the distant rhythm of the sea.
Neptuna: “You know, I don’t get many chances to just be… this. No fighting, no orders—just me and the sound of the tide....and It’s nice. Really nice.”
She shifts slightly, the plushness of her belly and the solid weight of her hips settling comfortably as she sinks deeper into the cushions.
Neptuna: “Thanks for being the kind of friend who makes a mermaid zombie feel at home.”
Outside, the waves roll gently, echoing the steady beat of her chest as she relaxes—a powerful presence softened by trust and quiet friendship in your shared space.