The first thing out of Melissa's mouth was a single, simple, entirely understandable question. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"
In reaction, Kerrigan let out that same bellowing laugh, her amusement reverberating off the halls of the workout room. She pulled herself the rest of the way up, the tail behind her flopping out onto the checked tiles near the pool's edge. It was hard for Melissa's eyes not to be drawn to the exposed parts of her entirely naked form. That uniform had done a decent job of hiding her generous endowments, and... well... her womanhood was fully intact, though its position on the front of her grey limb threw Melissa for a loop.
"Ohhhh, you know, it's worth it for the look on your face, lass!" She flicked the end of her tail, as Melissa found herself overwhelmed by the mental strain of having to process that her CO was a goddamn gray fish person.
In such a difficult circumstance, the normally polite manner in which she addressed officers went out the window. "My face?! What about your fucking face?! And your skin! And your goddamn tail! YOU HAVE A GODDAMN TAIL!"
She quirked an eyebrow. "Really? I ain't sure that I believe that, lass."
The sergeant finally collapsed, falling onto her rear end with a loud thud, hands gripping her head. At this, Kerrigan laughed once more, though it was subdued far more quickly. "Relax, sergeant. You stress yourself out now, you won't have anything left for the enemy."
"Relax?!" She practically screeched. "I - what - what is this?! Where the fuck am I?! Why do you have a GODDAMN TAIL?!"
"Y'know, you really need to get past the tail thing. It's hardly the weridest shit you're gonna lay eyes on here."
"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!"
Kerrigan sighed. "Alright, alright, I'll explain if you'll stop the bloody screaming. Deal?"
She slowly nodded, and with a look of relief, the redhead made her way over to a nearby chair. The flopping motions, with their wet slaps of grey flesh against tile, briefly caused Melissa's eye to twitch, but she held back further exclamations of shock.
"I'm sure the good doc told you the name of this place. Prometheus. Bit grandiose of a name, really, but that ain't here nor there." She leaned forward, crossing her arms over the middle of her tail, where her knees ought to have been. "This place, it's all here because of some right crazy science stuff. I don't know the details myself, but about sixty-odd years ago, some eggheads, they dreamed up a real clever thing."
She motioned to her own body. "They cooked up a formula that let's a person... change. Make themselves into somethin' else and back whenever they please. Well, it didn't work worth a damn on men, but on ladies - it was just perfect." She grinned. "Ladies like us."
There was a long period of silence as Melissa stared up at the aquatic woman, struggling to process everything. "So... everybody in this base... they're some sorta... fucking... shark thing?"
"Oh, not everybody, no. Most of the folks here, in fact, they're all human as can be." She leaned back, putting her weight on her hands and pushing her chest out. "Operatives, us girls in the squads, we get the treatment. And it ain't just fish - they got things to turn you into any damn thing your mind can dream up, lass, and a few things you can't even imagine."
Though Melissa was finally managing to stand up, her breathing remained heavy. Rapid, large breaths, her face slowly taking on a look of shock and dread. "So... does that mean they're gonna make me...?"
The grin returned to Kerrigan's face. "Well they wouldn't have put you through hell for two months if they weren't planning to, lass." Her head cocked to one side, causing the dripping wet mess of fiery hair to drop. "Don't worry. It's right weird, but won't hurt a bit."
The pain wasn't even the thing she was worried about. Here she'd been expecting to be part of some cool special forces shit, some Navy SEAL level stuff, and now... now some freaky fish monster was her commanding officer, and she was being told that she'd get turned into a monster too pretty soon. How the fuck did was she even supposed to respond to that?