Shelly poked her head above the surface of the water a good distance off shore, she had traveled far from her home in Atlantis to an area the elders merpeople recommended to go hunting for humans to transform. She wasn’t disappointed, a series of homes all matching each other sat beside a stretch of beach. Each house was a good distance away from each other but right next to the water.
Her sea green eyes scanned the houses, each one of them was temping and she could get them with ease.
The 1st house had an elderly couple, a man and a women who looked to be in their 60s or 70s and where sitting on a patio which sat on the beach. Normally they wouldn’t be a target of the council for transformation into merpeople but she a few of the modified transformation agent. She could use that and transform the two elders into merpeople at the same time deaging them to an age which would be useful for them.
The 2nd house, had a family in it, a wife and a husband a long with three kids, the oldest one looked to be about her age while the youngest looked to be 7 or 8. They would make perfect additions, the parents could have more children while the kids would make new members of Atlantis and add to the population in time.
The 3rd house would be the hardest but had the greatest reward, a group of 10 humans in their early twenties were hanging out either on the beach or on a nearby boat fishing. They seamed to be together and while it would be very hard to get to them unnoticed transforming a large group of humans at the perfect age to breed more merfolk would be well worth the risk.
“Now which one do I do?” inquired Shelly as she looked at her chooses before making up her mind.