As Irene lay on the bottom of the pool, her memories of the past kept shifting around to match her evolving body. Born in an underwater colony like her parents, genetically modified to exists underwater that deep. She enjoyed her life that deep. Swimming, hunting, hiding, fucking, and more.
It was a hard life but one she looked back and could count on her many fingers the many good times times she had. She would need to teach Jeff soon about the hard life for a being like her and him. She hoped if she could she would get Jeff ready for hardness.
Irene matched the pool tiles perfectly. She was not even thinking about as she did this. Her gills filtered water and her lungs would still function on land. Her eyes blinked but still had a third eyelid over them.
Suddenly from her sides four lumps began to grow. These lumps pushed out but unlike her arms they had no bone, no fingers, nothing. They had suckers and a lot of muscle, Irene was growing tentacles. As the tencltes from her sides grew, two more grew along side of her legs.
Then her fingers and toes were pressed together by an invisible force, sewing up the space between them. From the armpit up the arms gained suckers as the bones in the arm dissolve. As the bones dissolved Irene ran the suckers over her nipples. She was in bliss. Her hands and feet became spade-like.
As she moaned underwater, her nose was pushed in by invisible forces leaving two slits for her nostrils. Those slits sealed up quick too. Moaning more and more her teeth fused into a beak, going from white to a brown like color.
Then around Irene’s mouth it began swell, muscles nervous tissue and so forth, followed by bumps on her chin, cheeks and upper lip. There bumps pushed out, further and further until it was evident they were tentacles too. Her beak, surrounded by tentacles pushed out until Irene looked more like a bizarre Rastafarian Octopus than a woman.