Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey-Chapter 951: Where is her Pu###?

If one word could come to Aether's mind right now… it was Aquarium.

In his previous life, he had visited one. A place where the mysteries of the ocean were brought to land. Where vibrant schools of fish swam behind thick glass walls, where coral reefs and graceful rays glided in simulated tides, and jellyfish floated like drifting stars.

He remembered being captivated—staring for hours at the hypnotic colours and new creatures.

But this?

This was beyond comparison.

"Wow..." Aether muttered again, breathless, his voice barely escaping his lips. Words failed him. The scene before him was beyond anything he had ever imagined.

He stood in front of a fully transparent wall—no, not just the wall—the entire room was transparent, the floor, the ceiling, the sides. The structure felt almost like it was floating inside the ocean itself.

From every angle, he was surrounded by the raw, majestic beauty of the deep sea.

The view was nothing short of breathtaking.

Fish swam by in slow, elegant schools—sleek silver blades glinting as they turned in perfect unison.

Larger creatures drifted further in the distance: manta rays with wingspans that rippled like silk, their movements slow and majestic; glowing jellyfish that pulsed like living lanterns, trailing luminescent tendrils behind them like delicate veils.

Every so often, a curious octopus peeked from a coral crevice before vanishing in a cloud of ink.

Below him, the ocean floor sloped gently into darkness, covered in gardens of coral that twisted upward like enchanted forests.

Vivid reds, purples, and glowing blues shimmered from between the coral towers, each formation more intricate than the last.

Tiny plankton blinked like stardust in the water, creating the illusion of a galaxy swirling beneath the waves.

It was mesmerising.

Celestia, standing beside him, watched with a soft giggle. Her surprise had worked perfectly. She gently leaned into him, hugging his arm as they stood there in quiet awe together.

For what felt like an eternity, neither of them spoke. Then, finally, Aether whispered, "You… created this?"

His eyes never left the view, still too enraptured to blink.

Celestia hummed in response, her voice like a playful melody. "Mmm… Just something I made during my free time. A space for the aquatic creatures to feel safe… and for me too."

Aether tilted his head slightly to look at her, lips curling into a soft murmur. "It's… wonderful."

She beamed at his praise, then moved away from the glass wall and gracefully sat on a plush, icy bed nearby. Her skirt fluttered slightly as she settled, her posture casual yet seductive. "What about my room, hmm? I built this place with my own two hands~ Don't I deserve some compliments for that?"

Her tone hinted at playful vanity, but her eyes clearly craved more praise—more attention from him. Even if she'd done it for herself… she still wanted him to be amazed.

Aether finally managed to pull his eyes from the view and glanced around the room. It was minimal, yet elegant. A single bed. A transparent cupboard. A crystal-clear table.

Everything seemed sculpted from pure, refined--

He frowned slightly when a cool draft tickled his skin. "Wait… are these made from ice?"

Celestia giggled again, the sound teasing and proud. "Of course~ What else did you think? I used structured, reinforced ice to make the whole place."

Aether let out a thoughtful hum, now even more impressed. "Interesting..." he said, eyes scanning the walls before finally turning back to her. She was now twirling a lock of her long hair with one hand, eyes narrowed in a seductive gaze that screamed temptation.

Aether smirked and slowly approached her, his voice low. "They say sirens lure men into the depths… and looking at you now, I can't deny it—must be true after all." as he sat beside her.

Celestia grinned, her sharp beauty shining through as she leaned closer, her breath warm against his lips. "And they also say… sirens devour the men they lure~" she whispered, before capturing his lips in a sudden kiss. A soft, playful mutter followed between the contact, "Should I?"

Aether's grin widened. He answered by grabbing her waist and kissing her back—deeply, passionately.

"~hmm~"

Their lips stayed locked for nearly a minute, exchanging heat and breath as the room filled with gentle moans and wet sounds. When he finally pulled back, Aether's hand slid gently down to her thigh, his fingers lightly caressing the smooth skin beneath her skirt.

"I want to see it," he whispered huskily.

Celestia's cheeks flushed, her expression flickering between mischief and surprise. Slowly, teasingly, she reached down and lifted her skirt—revealing a pair of delicate panties.

Aether blinked, "I meant your siren form."

"..." She blinked, and her entire face went red. "Arrhh!" she squeaked and immediately fell back onto the bed, hiding her face behind her hands, her legs curling in embarrassment. "Y-You could've said it more clearly!"

Aether chuckled, eyes still trailing down her body with appreciation. "Well… I don't mind this either."

His fingers gently moved toward the edge of her panties again, but just as they were about to slip beneath—

"Nope~" she chimed, halting his wrist with a smug smile. He had lost his chance—she wasn't going to give in that easily.

Aether let out a defeated laugh and fell back beside her, lying on the bed. His eyes stared up at the transparent ceiling above. It was like staring up at an ocean sky.

Fish passed overhead, shadows dancing along their bodies. Light filtered through in dreamy waves.

"This place… it's really something," Aether muttered, voice softer now. There was peace here. A strange, calming sensation wrapped around him like a warm blanket.

For the first time in a while, he didn't feel like he needed to worry about anything.

Not battles.

Not Seduction.

Just this moment.

He turned his head to find Celestia already looking at him.

"How… how are you able to change into a siren?" he asked. "I asked Sandra, and she said she couldn't take that form."

Celestia shrugged with a teasing tilt of her head. "Not sure... maybe I'm from a different race or... it might be a bloodline thing," she said, her voice trailing with uncertainty. "Even I don't fully understand it."

Aether hummed thoughtfully, brow furrowed, 'Maybe it's because Celestia was Mother's creation?' he wondered.

"Anyway..." he moved closer, his voice laced with curiosity and a hint of playful need, "Come on... I need to see it... Please..." he was almost begging, his tone dropping lower, more eager.

Celestia let out a slow breath and glanced away, then said seriously, "Are you sure? You won't find it… disgusting, right? I mean... I ki--"

"You are my love," Aether cut her off, voice steady and sincere. "No matter what you look like, no matter what form you're in... I'll still love you. Always."

Celestia stared deep into his eyes. Her breath hitched. She blushed and whispered, "T-turn your face..." as if embarrassed to reveal herself in front of him, her fingers curling against her thigh.

Aether gently shook his head. "No. Please... I want to see you. All of you."

Celestia bit her lip hard, hesitating. "Sigh... Aether... I will... but not right now. I can't. Not yet. Please understand."

Disappointment flickered across Aether's face, but he nodded and turned away, giving her space.

Sssslllgggg!

A deep, liquid shift echoed behind him — Water trickled, swirled sound echoed.

"Now..."

He turned.

And saw her.

Her siren form lay before him.

Aether's eyes widened as he stepped forward, his fingers reaching out on instinct. He barely grazed her skin.

"...So soft," he whispered. "Like water wrapped in warmth."

He trailed his fingers along her neck to her gills — she gasped.

"That's... sensitive," she moaned softly, her voice quivering with a shiver that danced along her spine.

He hummed with curiosity and ran his hand across the rippling texture of her shimmering scales.

They felt like delicate chainmail — strong, seductive, and cold to the touch. He explored her body inch by inch.

Then he blinked, confused. "...Where is your pussy?"

He asked it plainly — the most important question of the hour.

Celestia stared at him flatly. "...Don't tell me — that's the real reason you wanted to see me transform?"

Aether only smirked and gave her a wink.

Celestia's cheeks flushed scarlet. She bit her lip again, shaking her head. 'I can't believe this man... gods, he's serious,' she thought, groaning inwardly — but grinned suddenly,

"It's hidden," she said finally, voice low and sultry. "Behind my scales... if you want it, you'll have to search through them."

Aether blinked, then looked down at her glistening tail — her entire lower body was wrapped in tight, glimmering scales.

Thousands of them.

"...I will," he said with a proud, determined look.

Celestia blinked, taken aback by the intensity in his eyes. 'What's wrong with my man...' she thought, half-amused, half-aroused. She let out a little laugh, shaking her head.

The time passed almost night and still—

"You're still looking for it?" Celestia asked, nearly breaking into a laugh as she watched him comb through her scales.

Aether's lips twitched, fingers twitching with mild frustration. He had been searching for gods-know-how-long. "Give me a few more minutes... I'll find it. Definitely."

"That's what you said a few hours ago," she said, teasing, enjoying the view of his struggle more than she probably should. Her eyes suddenly flicked toward the ocean, her face shifting.

"...It's time," Celestia said, her tone shifting to something serious, urgent.

"Huh?" Aether blinked, turning around to look at the vast ocean.

Empty. Still. Every fish had seemingly returned to their home to rest.

"Let's go, Aether... It's time for the main event"