The next day, after breakfast, Kendra stepped out onto the deck in a purple, two-piece bathing suit, which she hadn’t worn since her first transformation. Drew was already in the pool, sitting in a floating pool chair and in a pair of blue swim trunks.
“Come on in, the water’s fine!” Drew said, knowing how cheesy the line was.
Kendra smirked as she slowly slid the bottom of the bikini off, Drew covering his eyes out of respect. She then sat down at the edge of the pool and dipped her feet in. “You can watch me transform if you want.” She told Drew as she entered.
Drew uncovered his eyes and watched Kendra’s legs as they floated near the surface. Purple splotches formed around Kendra’s legs as the skin merged. Her knees lost their definition as the wholly purple limb became more flexible. Soon, what was once her feet flared out into a fin. “That doesn’t hurt, does it?” Drew asked, having glanced at Kendra’s face during her transformation and noticing a few winces.
“No, but it doesn’t exactly feel like nothing either. It’s kind of an itch at first when my scales are growing, then it’s like, stuff moving around in there; which, I suppose it is. But, enough about that; I believe you were going to help me figure out how I can tell my parents about this.”
“Right then. So, if one or both of your parents were merpeople, then they probably would have told you about it by now, or they might be doing something similar to your own routine.”
“No, they always take showers, even Mom.”
“No strange drinks like potions or whatever that they don’t want you touching?”
“Just the stuff in the wine cellar. They always seem to make an excuse to open some up at least once a month; but that’s beside the point.”
“Hmm…” Drew thought for a moment. “Have they brought anything up about weird changes happening to you?”
“Years ago, when I hit 13 they did, but then again that may have been puberty they were talking about.”
“Hmm… Well, if they are merpeople, they sure hide it well. Anyway, you may have to be a little subtle about it. Maybe start with a hypothetical question like, ‘What would you say if I told you I was a mermaid?’… Only maybe make it less obvious. Ease them into it.”
“My Dad’s a ‘straight to the point’ kind of guy, but my Mom might need the subtle touch.”
“Perhaps you should tell them one at a time; your Mom first. Get her comfortable with it, and then tell your Dad. I can be there for support, too if you need me.”
Kendra smiled. “Thank you so much. My dad’s picking up an extra shift at work this evening, which may be the best time to tell Mom about this, oh, and my not-so-female friend.”
“You’re welcome.” Drew said. Kendra climbed up onto the pool chair and crawled onto Drew’s lap, face to face. “Whoa, what are you doing?”
“I think you deserve a reward for being so kind and thoughtful. Now, don’t think this means we’re a couple or that I’m easy, oh no! I just think you deserve a chance to be kissed by a mermaid.”
Drew blushed. “I uh… don’t want to take advantage of you.”
“C’mon, you deserve it; but just a kiss, though, got it?”
“Well, okay.” Drew agreed. Kendra leaned in and placed a kiss on Drew’s lips.