While the other women were either fixated on how they felt slightly off, or talking with each other, Jennifer and Carrie had turned completely taken with one another.
“You asked me about my skin routine? Jenn you look like a goddess right now…” Carrie purred as she slid upon her scaly backside that much closer to Jen, such that they were practically body to body. “You’re sure you haven’t changed anything up yourself?”
“Not that I can think of…” hummed Jenn as her fingers threaded into Carrie’s hair boldly and held fast to the back of her head. “But just about now… I’m thinking I want to *do* something I’ve never tried before.” Jenn gasped as she felt her chest chafe over the fabric of her bikini while the warmth of Carrie’s bust passed on to her.
“Then get what you want Jen…” Carrie teased as she poured her lips enticingly. At that invitation the two women moaned as lips and tongues began to press and twine together, sharing love, fluids, and viral load in equal measure, as Carrie got one more dose of virus from Jenn, it sent a shock through her whole body.
Both women let out as sigh as Carrie orgasmed on the spot, her mermadic juices clouding out around her and spreading out into the surrounding water.
“Wow… you’re that primed up are you?” Questioned Jenn as she broke their kiss. She also looked on in wonder as Carrie pulled her legs up out of the water. Legs such as they were anyway. Both limbs were now almost half again as long, and lacked any apparent bone structure, the slender appendages writhing around each other like living serpents. In place of feet were two shimmering translucent amethyst fins resembling large diving flippers.
Carrie moaned in unrestrained ecstasy, drawing attention from all around the bar onto her. Her audience would be treated to the sight of Carrie groping her chest through her swimsuit while she road out a wild climax. Her eyes, now piercing violet irises watched through half closed eyelids as her two serpentine legs twisted around each other, coiling together like a caduceus as they squeezed closer and closer until any distinction between the two limbs was gone, her new tail churning up the hot tub water and cutting through it like a sharp knife.
Carrie carelessly ripped the bikini from her chest as its bottom sister snapped apart from the force of her legs melding together. Her freed breasts, soft pale flesh adorned with sparkling purple scales cupping her bosom and propping it up for all her accomplices to see. Carrie touched them to a moan of approval as she discovered the nipple like tender pleasure that each one of the breast scales sparked with just a brush of her fingers.
To end her change, a shock of totally natural dark purple hair flared through her raven black bob cut, framing her face with a flash of vibrant color that drew attention to her enticing eyes.
The sight was enough to totally overload Jenn’s senses. She felt a powerful lust drive her senses mad. She felt she needed this siren to claim her there and then, for her to bring her to a climax. To submit to her tender touch and be forever changed by it… to become just like her.
Moreover, once she was a mermaid herself, her mind flooded with fantasies of living on a beach, escaping this claustrophobic human civilization. She and Carrie would bond together, the royal purple siren leading a numerous pod, and them spending wild nights lost in ecstasy with many partners together. She proffered herself for Carrie to take her by the hand and initiate her into their newly rooted pod dynamic.