I watched one of the tiny humans again today. They call it 'swimming' in their little pool. So clumsy, so fragile. All that splashing and noise. But when one of them surfaced, water clinging to their small body, breathing hard... I could smell their fear. It made my tail twitch. I wanted to grab them, feel that thin skin under my hands, taste their sweat. My cock was hard just imagining pinning one down, feeling them struggle weakly. They'd be so easy to break. So easy to make them scream. Maybe I'll find one alone in the forest tomorrow. See if they're brave enough to look me in the eye.