As Emma leaves the bathroom, she suddenly gasps.
"Emma," Sammy looks worried. "What's wrong?"
Emma sways a little bit but then collapses. She's lying on her back, arching backwards, thrusting repeatedly. Her hands raised straight up.
"Emma!" Jessica screamed. "What's happening?"
Sammy rushed to the phone to call 911. However, she stops halfway when Emma starts singing. It's as pleasurable as her shower song, but this time it feels stronger, like there's more grunting than cooing.
Jessica and Sammy stare at her helplessly as Emma's breasts expand two cup sizes. With one huge musical grunt, Emma sprouts two blue scaly seashells over her breasts. As she continues to sing and squirm, her legs start to combine and blue scales sprouts all across her legs. Oddly enough, this was both painful yet pleasurable at the same time to Emma. As her bones start to devolve into a flexible tail, her feet become webbed and flat. She bellows one final note, and fans her fins. Her song ends with a beautiful opera like melody, again with no words.
Emma lays breathing heavingly on the floor looks up at Jessica and Sammy's horrified faces.