Amy gives Lana a little shake. “Hey are you okay?”
You give Amy a stare of amazement. “You want her to see us like this?”
Amy gives her devilish grin again. “I told you I didn’t mind people walking in on us. But anyways, it doesn’t seem like she’s—”
Suddenly Lana’s eyes open. She glances up at both of you, her eyes moving down your bodies, lingering on your breasts. “I take it this isn’t a dream?”
“Do you want it to be a dream?” Amy asks cheerily.
“This reality seems fine to me,” Lana says, continuing to take both of you in. “Better than being in class, that’s for sure.”
“I agree,” says Amy, as though you’re having a normal conversation on the quad instead of speaking as naked lesbian mermaids to your classmate in the girls’ locker room. “So what bring you here?”
“I forgot something in my locker, so I came in here, but then I heard something, and when I looked...” She gestured at both of you.
“Well fancy that,” Amy says. “So, can we do anything for you Lana?”
“Maybe you can start by explaining how you came to be a beautiful mermaid with a monster penis having intercourse with this smoking hot specimen at school behind your boyfriend’s back?”
“Sounds reasonable to me,” Amy replies as she launches into the story of the last few days. Lana’s eyes grow larger and larger as Amy tells the tale.
“So you’re telling me,” Lana says when Amy finishes, “that this redhead knockout half-fish woman is...John?”
“That’s me,” you smile demurely, “though I probably need another name in this form.”
“How about Aurora?” Amy suggests. “I’ve always wanted a mermaid girlfriend named Aurora.”
“I think I can pull Aurora off,” you reply.
“Well that’s settled, then,” Amy says brightly. She looks back at Lana. “Anything else Aurora and I can do?”
“Well actually,” Lana says, blushing, “I came in here to get my panties because I forgot them yesterday...”
“I can give you mine!” Amy says. “But they might be kind of wet from the shower and from—”
“No that’s okay!” Lana says quickly. “What I was going to say is that when I was accidentally going commando, I felt something I never really feel when I have my panties on...like I was missing something. I used to feel this way sometimes when I was younger. I could never quite put my finger on it, and it’s only now that I’m looking at you, Amy, that I think I now what it is.”
“A fish tail?” you guess, somewhat ironically.
“No,” Lana replies, shaking her head. “A penis.”