Chris couldn’t understand what the hell was going on but he knew the first thing to do was to remain calm. He had to remain as calm as he could so that he could buy himself time to get himself out of the teeth of whatever this creature was that had latched onto his lower body. The creature was so heavy and was acting as a dead weight holding him down onto the deck of this old warship turned artificial reef.
That alone would have been death within minutes but he had been scuba diving not snorkeling so he had almost twenty minutes of air left in his tank and the surface was so close he could get up there in less then a minute or so. Well that was if his legs worked, he couldn’t feel anything from the waste down anymore, not even pain anymore. His legs should be screaming in pain since the last he saw them though the translucent skin of this creature they had been swimming in a pool of his own blood as God knows how many teeth ripped into them.
He looked around, he had landed on the deck of the ship which meant he was closer to the surface but fewer people were nearby. He could see another man nearby; he was holding one hand over his mouth as he tried to force off the creature as best he could. Poor man had been snorkeling, he didn’t have time to think he had minutes before death claimed him and he was too far away for Chris to offer any help.
He had to help himself first.
He looked for his knife, he had to try to cut himself free again. The first time he had stabbed clear away from where his legs were inside the creature but he had felt that pain. Must have been a fluke a couple of good stabs sends almost anything running. To his horror, his knife had come to rest between him and the man struggling to find a way to live, it was too far away for that man to get too but in order for Chris to get it he had to watch the man struggle to keep alive.
“I am so sorry.” Said Chris to himself as he began to pull himself toward his knife, the dead weight of this creature making feel double or triple the weight he was. He tried not to look at the drowning man but after a while he looked up expecting to see a lifeless horror. Instead, the man was looking around dumb founded as he seamed to be breathing.
“What the fuck?” inquired Chris as he paused and looked at the man, he was breathing in water only for him to exhale a couple of moments later. That was impossible. Then he noticed something that was almost impossible but something clearly happening unnoticed to the man.
The man was about of age with him, mid-twenties with dark brown hair, only now that man’s dark brown hair was quickly changing into a sort of green neon green color. Then he noticed that the creature which had latched onto that man was also changing colors, going from translucent color to beginning to take on a more orange with some greens in it.
“What the hell?” said Chris as suddenly he had something much more concerning to worry about as his scuba tank went flying off his back in a burst of pain. He gasped as his oxygen line came out of his mouth and water rushed in. His wet suit also fell off leaving him bear chested.
He began to panic only to find that he was actually breathing the water. He rolled over only to find he couldn’t roll over as something a kin to the dorsal fin of a shark had grown out of his back merging with the creature who had latched on to him. That is when he noticed that while the other man’s had a very simple creature latched onto him his looked like a sharks.
The sudden growth of the dorsal fin had ripped his suit and forced his air tank away from him. On top of that new membrane like growths had appeared under his arm pits and between his fingers.
“What the actual fuck.” Said Chris a load.
“I know.” Said the other man as Chris turned back to him only to see that man was rapidly changing, the tail had almost totally filled in with oranges and greens and even the man’s eyes and eyebrows now where that impossible green.
Chris turned back to his own change?
The creature which now covered his entire lower body now had changed from translucent see through to that of scales but scales in a rich mix of browns, tans, and spots of darker brownish black with some white. It kind of reminded Chris of leopard’s sharks and two side fins which had been on the creature had somehow moved up so that they were almost in line with his belly button.
Then he noticed that somehow, he had gotten ripped.
Now he wasn’t overweight, loving swimming and scuba had taken care of that but he now clearly had six pack abs and his arms was much more defined.
“Could this thing be fusing with me?” offered Chris as he tried to order one of the side fins to moves and to his amazement it actually obey him. He reached out and touched it only to actually feel it, not just with his own now changed hands but the other way as well.
“My God I am a merman.” Said Chris
“Speak for yourself.” Said the other man, his voice now very different as Chris turned to see himself covering his chest, clear as day a pair of rather nice breasts had grown on that man’s chest, even as the rest of his body shrunk into a rather nice-looking woman’s body. His now green hair hadn’t grown out but seemed fuller and was begging to grow out. “What the fuck is going on?”
“I don’t know.” Said Chris as he summoned the will and tried to kick off the deck of the ship with his tail and instead of a dead weight it was before the creature listened to him and within seconds his head burst through the surface. He was able to breath, but it felt weird breathing air and it actually felt better under the water.
He dropped his head back down and took a strangely relaxing breath of sea water. Others were now heading up to him, all different types of mermaids and merman all of them wondering what the hell had just happened to them.