Scales….
Hot Pink and Cornflower Blue (her favorite colors) Scales. The former of which was the most dominant while the former seemed to appear in small thin lines. It was a beautiful pattern. They were tiny and growing slowly like maybe 10 per minute she counted. They were on her legs, slowly creeping down her thighs.
Karen reached to touch the scales and told her exactly what she feared… they were part of her. They felt nothing like any kind of fish scales she’d felt. They were soft and hot and touching them felt ticklish, VERY ticklish… So much so she let go and actually giggled for a few seconds. It didn’t hurt though… it actually felt nice… like if her husband and her were having sex this would basically be a tease… just rubbing her scales.
HER SCALES.
Karen started thinking her mind pacing with thoughts about what was happening and if she was going to be okay… but one thing was certain… she was MUTATING.