Wendy glanced down at her body. "Was something supposed to happen?"
Olivia sighed exasperatedly, causing her titanic nude beasts to bounce like beachballs. "How does this stupid staff WORK?!!"
"What was it supposed to do?" you ask.
Olivia grimaced, flashing her shiny fangs. "I'm not supposed to say anything until the magic kicks in, but if I can't get the spell going..."
"Go on," said Wendy.
"It was supposed to turn you into mermaids like me," Olivia sighed. "But I screwed up my first transformation, of course. My girlfriend Michelle was supposed to do it, but I just HAD to beg our queen to send me instead because I was just THAT eager to try out the transformation staff, and now I've completely RUINED your metamorphosis!!!" She then buried her face in her ample tits and started sobbing.
Wendy placed a comforting hand on Olivia's shoulder. "You haven't ruined anything, Olivia. You can always try again, right?"
"I-I guess so," Olivia sniffled. "Or I could get someone else from my pod to do it, but that would just be SUPER embarrassing."
"Why did your pod want to turn us into mermaids?" you asked.
"That's the secret purpose of Magic Vacations!" Olivia beamed proudly. "Our beautiful queen realized just how miserable a lot of humans are with their humdrum, magicless lives , so she joined forces with the centaur chieftain, the Great Dragon, the alpha of the beastfolk, the Archdemon, the harpy queen, the high princess of the fairies, the satyr king, the queen of the unicorns, and the vampire overlord to start a venture to allow them to be reborn as mythical beings, and is it ever awesome! I don't ever want to go back to my old office job!"
"Why didn't you just tell us what you were doing in the first place?" you asked, raising your eyebrow.
"I was afraid you'd panic and run away," said Olivia. "We've lost to many potential transformees that way."
"Well, we haven't run yet," Wendy smiled. "And I for one would love to become a mythical creature. My job is shit, just like yours." Wendy then turned to face you. "What about you, honey?"
You looked Olivia straight in the eye. "You said you tried to turn us into merMAIDs. Would I become a girl?"
"Yes and no," Olivia responded. "Mermaids are an all-female species, but we need to reproduce somehow. Check THIS guppy out!" Olivia dragged herself onto a rock and stretched. A thick, meaty dick popped out of a hole at the base of Olivia's orca tail. She pulled back her velvety foreskin and began stimulating the head of her ebony cock. You watched in awe as Olivia's penis hardened to a magnificent 14 inches. After a minute or two, the glorious merdick began to throb before painting Olivia's face with thick gobs of pearly white semen.
"I'm a fertilizer, you see," Olivia explained. "It's my job to get the dickless mermaids pregnant. Most of the ex-males choose to become fertilizers. Your girlfriend's free to opt in, though. I was born a human female myself, and now I can't imagine life without my dick. Neither can Michelle!" Olivia winked mischievously.
"Okay I'm in," you said. "How do we do this?"
Olivia placed a finger to her forehead. "Hmmmm..."