I'm a Mermaid, Not a Merman
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  • Reads 111,062
  • Votes 1,754
  • Parts 29
  • Time 3h 13m
Complete, First published Sep 16, 2020
Danny has always felt like a weird guy. Like he just didn't fit.

He always felt like he was a geek who was interested in strange things. He'd never felt comfortable in his own skin.

And his own skin is fighting against him, as his body develops in an uncomfortable way.

All this comes to a head when Danny decides to finally indulge in his love of mermaids, and change his life forever...


Highest rankings:

#1 in girly
#1 in feminine 
#11 in trans
#11 in transgender
#2 in transgirl
#11 in mtf


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