You are underwater indeed, but not for long. Or rather, not exactly. You are in an adult form yet you start shrinking. You feel pressed on all sides and you see through the pain your body getting altered. Your arms become pudgier, your chest shrink increasingly so and your tail getting smaller and smaller. Layers of baby fat are making their way on your skin, as well as a tummy, even tif they stay rather discreet. Soon, your new bra is utterly useless and you let it fall, to sink away to the bottom of the ocean floor. The pain is not as sharp as to be be unbearable. In fact, most of the time, it is merely comparable to muscle cramps. However, you are not gorgeous anymore, your beauty is now appropriate for a child, meaning you are simply 'cute'. And the regression doesn't stop there. You hope that it would stop as you become a toddler, then an infant. Alas it does not. You curl up upon yourself and before you close your eyes, your eyelids following the same trend as your fists that are now little balls of fingers that you cannot unfurl anymore, you can see a whitish soft encasing starting to cover you. You feebly attempt to resist it but it covers the entirety of you body eventually and you can feel that it is moist., warm and in particular very solid and elastic. Afterwards, you relax into a deep slumber. It is normal. Your body still has a lot to develop until you are ready to emerge from your egg and more still until you reach an adult age. As you drift off to sleep, the memories of your past life vanish and your last thoughts are your ponderings as to who your new parents will be. You just hope that whoever they are, they will be caring, supportive and loving. That would be the most important.