"I wish that Amanda and Joey were mermaids!" shouted Samantha.
I had been very lucky to meet Amanda, who so enjoyed being transformed. Funny enough, I didn't even have to wish to meet her. Until a moment ago, I thought my luck had continued with Amanda's arrival. Having two girls to experiment on sounded perfect. I would much rather transform someone else than be transformed myself. Even spending the night in a bottle was enough, and that didn't even change my shape, just my size.
Now it seemed my luck had run out. I suddenly lost my balance and fell forward onto the pool deck. When I tried to stand up again, I noticed several things all at once. It took a moment to sort them all out:
1. I couldn't move my legs separately.
2. When I tried to move them together, they curved, not having knees.
3. I could feel the deck through what had been my legs, since my pants had disappeared.
5. I was still wearing my shirt, but it was much looser, except around the chest where it was tighter.
6. I could see long hair hanging down over my face.
After taking that moment, and realizing what Samantha had said, I rolled over, sat up, and looked down at the third mermaid I had ever seen: me.