While Damon was happily giving in to his new existence, carefree, simple and happy at being a good mother to her babies, Monica was a lot more unhappy. Being a mermaid was clearly not at all what it was cracked up to be. Even this new very attractive body was most unpleasant when considered, because it drove to her most unwanted attention. For Madame Illusia was no dummy. She knew she could put Monica on attraction and display, and not just doing tricks like the poor animals in sea shows had to do. At least with her new mermaid, named Pearl, she could add sex to it and did gentlemen flock! Women did too but they quickly got miffed at seeing them ogling her body. It was true that her big round breasts and beautiful hips, slender arms, porcelain skin, magnificent hair, fine features, full lips and perfect beauty were bound to produce a lot of stares and male appreciation. As well as female jealousy. Her fish tail had thin delicate fins and her scales shone in the daintiest shades of green and blue hues. Madame Illusia even had her bedecked in jewellery and pearls, to be true to her name. Pearl had to lounge on a fake rock lasciviously and languidly, or swim to saucily or demurely show off her attributes. She could only swim around and dive around her basin. There were things there to decorate but more akin to being oversized versions of the objets but around an aquarium. Pearl slept on a bed of sand and seaweed, and in time other fish were let loose for her to have "company". To her horror, she instinctively ate a few of them. She was only fed fish, seafood, seaweed and the odd fruit now, after all. Men even paid more cash to feed her pieces of sushi from their hands, treats as if she was an animal on display. They sometimes took the opportunity to pinch her breasts. Outraged, she had bitten the first to do so but Madame Illusia had beaten her with a rod, yelling at her for being "so very ungrateful towards a paying customer." Pearl could only obey. After all, where would she go, with a fish tail and out of her basin?
Furthermore, much to her shame and mortification, Pearl realises over time that she was starting to think like a mermaid. Seafood and fruits tasted better than they ever had as a human and being in the water felt like the best thing in the world. Humidity was great! And to her great shame, she even found seducing men in a saucy way quite pleasurable. Men were so fun to tease! Some looked like they would have sex with her on the spot, her two breasts hypnotising globes of flesh. Her curves were so alluring to them! Just a show of flesh, even tiny, made them go wild! She giggled in delight at their fascination and eagerness to look upon her body, especially when she slumbered - or pretended to do so - on the kitsch fake rock rising above the water of her basin. She offered herself to men in ways that made her extremely confused and unhappy once she gathered her spirits again. She then would at times refuse food and remain in a hidden corner of her new abode. Madame Illusia noticed this and decided to do something about it.