She throbbed and thrashed as the water brough on new transformatioon for her. A dorsal fin was growing out of her spine, which cut her bra strap clean in two, not that having that tiny little bra would have mattered anymore because her breasts were swelling beyond belief, she could feel the throbbing growths as they leapt up cup sizes. Her legs were rapidly being fused togeather and her vagina was increasing in lengght, apprently to lure unwary sailors. Then it all stopped, and Erika collapsed on her back to take stock.
She had massive breasts, that was the first thing that leapt to mind. She ran her hand down, them, over her hard nipples and the scales that had just slightly spread up underneath. Her tan was perfexct, and her face was a lot more buetiful then it had been. Her tail was long, blue and scaly, with a series on fins running along it and up her spine. There was no questiion about it: The salve had given her a perfect body, except it was rather more fish-like then she would have liked.