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Clickbait for Paranormals: Try These Simple Tricks to Make Your Man Give Your Seal Skin Back

by Sarina DorieMarch 29, 2017

So you fell for his tricks and now he has your sealskin hidden away somewhere. You're determined to get it back. Only he's hidden it so well you can't find it anywhere. You might even have a husband and children at home in the sea. What is a selkie girl to do?

1. Examine why he might have taken your sealskin. If you think it's because he wants someone to cook and clean, and raise his children, become a career woman and make him do all the work. He'll be handing that pelt back before you can say, "You're doing dishes tonight. Again."

2. If Plan A to become a career woman doesn't work, think about other reasons he might have captured you and forced you to become his wife. Was it your beauty? Maybe you should put on a few pounds, shave your head, get tattoos or excessive piercings, and try some makeup--Tammy Faye Bakker style.

3. Selkie females are not only known for their beauty and subservient nature when becoming their captor's servant-wife, but also their gentle nature. Consider bringing home some whips, chains, and bondage gear for your kinky, new fetish as a dominatrix.

4. Why do selkie women in stories always have children with the man who steals their skin? Is it really because they have Stockholm syndrome and are content with him? If that's the case, she wouldn't leave when she gets her skin back. The truth is, those half-breed children often are the ones to find the pelt and give it to their mother. Consider that the next time you are thinking about the Morning-After Pill.

5. Plan ahead. What will you do when you get your sealskin back?--Leave him heartbroken and pining for you. Heck, you can do that now. Get a good divorce lawyer. When you're dividing up the house and other items, your husband might be willing to give you the pelt if he can keep the house and car. Then again, maybe you'll decide you want the house and car and he can keep your fur.

6. Take the advice of sirens, mermaids and se monsters: Drown him. This won't get your sealskin back, but it will make you feel better until one of the children you carefully planned to have finds it for you.

Still can't get your sealskin back? Try to look on the bright side: fur is currently out of fashion. Another bonus: You aren't a selkie man. Sure, they have the ability to seduce human women and get out of any long-term commitments by swimming away into the sea, but they always get hunted and their pelt is brought to their female lovers by a brother or husband. Talk about a downer.

Be thankful you're going to get your sealskin back and go home eventually!

About Sarina Dorie

As a child, Sarina Dorie dreamed of being an astronaut/archeologist/fashion designer/illustrator/writer. Later in life, after realizing this might be an unrealistic goal, Sarina went to the Pacific NW College of Art where she earned a degree in illustration. After realizing this might also be an unrealistic goal, she went to Portland State University for a masters in education to pursue the equally cut-throat career of teaching art in the public school system. After years of dedication to art and writing, most of Sarina�s dreams have come true; in addition to teaching, she is a writer/artist/ fashion designer/belly dancer. Her art has been sold to Shimmer for an interior illustration and another piece is on the April 2011 cover of Bards and Sages. Sarina�s unpublished novel, Silent Moon has won Romance Writer of America awards, and she has sold her short story �Zombie Psychology� to Untied Shoelaces of the Mind, and �A Ghost�s Guide to Haunting Humans,� won the March Whidbey NILA Student Choice Award. Now, if only Jack Sparrow asks her to marry him, all her dreams will come true. Her site: www.sarinadorie.com.

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