Damon is a normal 29 year old man. He starts to wake up as he felt the harsh sunlight going over him.
"Ugh what happen to me?" He then remember. He, and his friends, were at the beach, at night, and he got drunk.
"Oh yeah. That was an awesome party." He could feel a hangover wash over him as he laid his hand on his head.
"Man I got wasted." He tried to get up. But felt something was wrong. He couldn't move his legs.
"What's going on? Why can't I move my legs?" He lifted up his body and sees why he can't move his legs.
Damon was in shock. His legs was replace with a fish tail with blue scales. He thought it was a costume one of his friend put on him while he was pass out.
He tried to take it off. But it wouldn't come off. "This is real? I have a real fish tail. I'm a merman."
He also saw gills on the sides of his body. "How did I become a real merman?" He then tried to remember.
But his memory was fuzzy. The only thing, he remember, was seeing a beautiful girl and that's that.
Looking around. He was no longer on the beach. He was on a rock with no land in sight.
"What's going on here? Where am I? How did I get here? Why am I a merman?" He started to ask himself.