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by Psiana Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1850624
An average college graduate just looking for cash but the job has a surprising requirement
This choice: A scaled tail with a fin at the end. You've become a mermaid.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Fish Out of Water

    by: Psiana Author IconMail Icon
"What... What happened?" you mutter as you look down to where your legs used to be. Instead, a slightly reflective beige and red tail occupies their place. The thin fins at the end and coming off the sides form that familiar shape of a fish tail as seen on many depictions of mermaids. You try to move your legs anyways, and only cause the tail to flop a little uselessly. So not only are you a girl now, you're a fish too. Wonderful.

"I'm not entirely sure..." you hear Marisa say in response. She's sitting on the floor next to you, a variety of old books spread out around her. You try to peek into them, and aside from some diagrams of plants and unusual shapes, you can't understand anything. "I performed the spell exactly like the book said. There definitely wasn't a part about you turning into a fish. My only theory so far is that your body couldn't handle my magic, so it made you something that could. Why that would be a mermaid, I can't tell you. I suppose if one of us had a distant ancestor that was a merfolk..." She waves her hands in the air, shrugging. "It's all just speculation, really."

"I don't care why!" you snap, your fin coming down hard on the floor. "Just fucking fix it!" Marisa looks taken aback, and even you are a little surprised by your outburst. You've never really had a short temper before, though under the circumstances you suppose it's not entirely unreasonable to be upset. Still, you feel more irritable than usual, probably because you feel absolutely miserable. Tired, hot, thirsty, heavy. You frown a little, wondering about this last feeling. Just how much does that tail weigh? Even your breasts, as modest as they may be, feel heavy hanging off to side. You whimper softly and turn to lay on your back.

A moment later, you feel a tickle on your face, opening your eyes to see Marisa leaning over you. "Are you alright?" she asks, looking almost scared. "David, answer me!" You wonder why she's suddenly so concerned when she wasn't less than a minute ago.

"Fine," you mutter, coughing a little with the dryness of your throat. "Just a little... sick. Probably just getting used to all that magic you forced into me."

You feel a cool hand on your forehead that all too quickly leaves. "David! You're practically on fire! That's not fine or even a little sick. There's something serious wrong with..." Her eyes widened as you began to close yours again. "Shit! Shit shit shit! How could be such an idiot? You're a fish, you need water!"

It takes more effort to speak this time, but you manage to murmur something. "But I can... still breathe... air..."

You feel her hair move around your face, probably making some sort of gesture. "Yes, but that doesn't make you a land animal. Your whole body's drying up. We need to get you into some water immediately, hold on." You feel her icy hands on your shoulders as she speaks in that otherworldly language for a moment.

The next thing you know, you're weightless somewhere that feels a little cool but much more comfortable than where you were before. As you open your eyes to look down at yourself, you quickly realize you're floating in water. You panic, holding your breath for a moment before remembering that you're a mermaid now. Taking a deep breath experimentally, you marvel at how you don't feel your chest move. Instead, you feel an odd sensation in the sides of your neck. Bringing a finger to it, you slide the digit across the little folds of skin that you conclude to be your new gills. This was so weird! At least you don't feel sick anymore. Being in the water felt great, and you can't help doing a little flip experimentally. With the water rushing past you, you realize that you've lost your shirt.

"Looks like you're feeling better. That's good. Wouldn't want my apprentice dying on me, even if she is a fish now." You quickly cover your chest and look up, searching for Marisa. She...
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