Eric swam about, rather - yet understandably so - confused. He could hardly believe it! One minute he was trying out a mermaid costume from a store for a masquerade in his high school and now... Now he was an actual mermaid! And... a very sexy one at that. Eric glanced at his tiny waist, small hips, slender arms, delicate hands and long fish tail, green with red hues at the tips. Red hues that matched his flaming dark red locks floating perfectly in the currents around him. Yes, Eric thought. His hair was perfect. It was almost mesmerizing him and caressing his own locks, he lost himself in their contemplation. He then touched tentatively his face. A round face. A small nose. Full lips. Large eyes. As far as he could tell, his facial features seemed as flawless as the rest of his body. He did notice that his fingers were linked by webs, delicately tinged green, a discreet sheen that matched that of his tail and its scales. Eric also felt the very discreet openings serving as gills upon his neck. He frowned as he saw that he did not have any power to make any part of his skin glow. What a disappointment. Well, he was a beauty at least. A real male wish come true. For guys at least. Because Eric was nervous about staring too much as his new breasts. He did not feel anything, his male libido seemingly having vanished as his privates and penis had. He felt no arousal at the sight of such a perfect nude body, female what was more. Eric, still a male teen in mind, felt extremely squeamish at the thought of touching his own boobs. Even more regarding what was upon the underside of his fish tail... How many... holes did he now have?... And for what?... He thought he could see a slit, a tiny one, but touching it with his own fingers - or even prodding it - rebuked him and frightened him to his very core. To his very soul.
Suddenly, Eric raised his head. While a part of his mind registered the warm underwater fauna and especially flora around him, what he saw snatched the near entirety of his attention. There was a being. A creature. Not a shark. Not a barracuda. Not an alligator. No, it was much worse. A being whose eyes held something that frightened him. Enthralment. Admiration. Desire. Adulation. Love. Lust.
However, it was just as the witch in the store had planned it. This realm of fantasy lacked females cruelly and the costumes would provide divine new spouses and mothers to its poor inhabitants. Eric was about to become part of this great wonderful plan, just as his classmates would. A sacrifice they had no say in. But who knew? They might come to accept their fate. In time. Or not.