The women didn't answer Kylie, who wasn't expecting an answer anyway. She had already made up her mind. "I
think it's time we did change things up," she said. She snapped her fingers. "I've got an idea! Ariel why
don't you take center stage?"
The redhead found herself stepping forward before the witch was even finished talking. "What are you going to
do?" she asked.
In response, Kylie mimed undoing a zipper in mid-air. Following the motion, Ariel's dress split down the
middle and dropped to the floor in a heap. She gasped and hurried to cover herself with her hands. She flushed
in embarrassment but couldn't move from her spot.
"What's that thing you use to comb your hair?" Kylie asked innocently.
Confused, Ariel replied, "A thing-a-mabob?"
As the words left her lips she felt a chill down her spine. Before her eyes the mermaid's skin took on a
metallic sheen. The color shifted from peaches and cream to a dull grey. Her spine snapped straight. An
invisible force tugged on her arms, drawing them away from her chest and crotch and back toward her sides.
Ariel tried to fight it but her struggles were in vain. Once back at her sides, her arms and hands seemed to
stick to the grey skin of her hips and sides. Slowly the gap between them disappeared as they melted together
into one seamless mass. Ariel inched her legs together until they were touching and the same happened to them.
She was one long, slim body with breasts, the hint of a pussy, and feet poking out the end. But the changes
didn't stop there.
Ariel's feet were growing sideways. They were long and getting longer until they jutted out past the width of
her hips. Her toes had melted together into one long blob that was now curving downward and lifting her
higher, one curve on either side. Between them grew other thin growths that matched the thickness and length
of the others. Soon Ariel stood on four long tines, unsure how she was keeping her balance but grateful to
still be upright. Intricate designs carved themselves into her body with particular emphasis on the dent that
was her sex. Kylie looked up into the silver eyes of her newest creation and smiled. From the neck down, Ariel
was a giant fork.
"Who's next?" the witch said sweetly.