Marina rushed up, and as soon as she got to her room, shut the door behind her. She stripped off her clothes and started looking through her swimsuits. "Let's see now... a one piece or a bikini..?" She mumbled to herself. She finally decided on changing into a one piece dark grey swimsuit with white and blue details on the sides. As she was getting it on, she looked down and noticed she hadn't taken off her socks yet. The memory of before breakfast flashes before her eyes. She can almost feel them underneath the sock fabric. She wiggled her toes, and could distinctly feel the webbing in between them. She bit her lip in anticipation as she sat on the bed and slowly took her socks off.
With her socks off, Marina got a better look at what had happened to her feet. As she spread her toes, it was undeniable. They were webbed, all the way to the very tips of her toes. It was real. Not only that... but her feet to have changed a bit more. Her toenails had taken on a shimmering blue look, as if she'd painted under her toenails in some weird manner. "This actually looks cool" she chuckled to herself. As she brought her hands in view to further inspect her webbed toes. She noticed that her fingernails too had taken on that same shimmering blue tone. Under the nail too, not on it. She quickly got changed, further inspecting her nails for a short while, before packing together her things for the day. "Sun screen, check, towel, check. Spare change of clothes, check." She checked things off of her mental checklist as she then paused, her eyes dilating on something. "Snack, check!" She says as she grabs the can of anchovies to put in her bag. She stops herself however. "On second thought..." she smirks, walks to her bathroom, closes (and locks) the door, and opens the can swiftly.
She dangles the mini fillets above her open mouth, before popping it onto her tongue, chewing and swallowing it. The salty, raw fish made Marina's mouth water. "I don't know *slurp* what's gotten into me, *slurp* but these things *plop* *slurp* are so good". Marina licks her lips as she picks up the last fillet in the can. She stops, however, as she gets a look at her hand. In between her fingers, she could see webbing had started to grow. She ate the last fillet, and set the can down to look at both of her hands. Sure enough, both of her hands had a slight bit of webbing in between them, not even to the first knuckle. She must've been so entranced with her... snack break, that she must not have felt she webbing start to grow. "What in the world is happening...?" Marina thought. She quickly gathered her things, putting it all into a beach bag, before leaving for the beach.