You look at yourself, in awe of how different you look. How weak and petite you seem. Your skin tone had
become a bright tan, your wide hips and large ass, and skinny upper body. Your hands so delicate, and your
tail a scarlet sort of color. You feel your feminine parts, your breasts so warm and so real, a D cup if you
had to guess; and your vagina, as much as you couldn't believe you actually had one, was where your penis
originally was, half of it being located in your human half, and the other half in the fish portion. You look
at your hands once more and you see a shining golden ring, the only thing left of your humanity. A tear rolls
down your eye as you realize how much of a terrible husband you've been, being seduced by the mermaids like
the sailors of all those old stories. You felt weak, but as if you had no control over it. Your wife, left
alone, to fend for herself, and then it hits your mind hard, pregnant. How could she give birth without you,
her husband, the father; the terrible selfishness of your actions leaves you crying harder now, filled with so
much emotion you never knew you could had, female emotions.
"Aw, what's wrong, don't you like being our new sister?" The redhead calls out, her skin was a silky white,
her tail a sort of aquamarine color, and her breasts were a mere B cup, but her face was so innocent, and her
voice, so inviting. You finally muster the strength to respond.
"I... I can't stay like this, I have a wife, she's waiting for me. If I don't go home soon, then..."
"Then what? She won't see you again? You're one of us, or is she more important than your sisters?"
You were interrupted by another mermaid. Her skin a sweet chocolate brown, golden yellow-orange tail with two
black stripes on her back. Her breasts most certainly an E or F cup, wide hips and a much more powerful
sounding voice than the redhead, and her face much more like that of a strong woman. Her authoritative figure
intimidated your new weak body, and you were scared to say another word, but after a couple seconds of
silence, minus the sound of the waves crashing into the sand and rocks, you finally manage to say something.
"Yes, she's my wife, and I've known her for years now, I love her, and she loves me. She's even pregnant, we
were going to have the most beautiful child and live the rest of our lives together. Now please, I am begging
you, change me back."
"Oh, a pregnant wife eh, and you left her for us? How typical of men, but now you are one of us, so that won't
happen anymore." The black one responded.
"Please, I couldn't help myself, it was impossible..."
"Of course it was, we're irresistible creatures, so beautiful, and we live so long, you can't imagine how many
sailors have gone crazy for us. It's so fun, you should be grateful we let you in on this." She responded.
"Yeah, it's so fun! Trust me, it's an experience that never gets old! Oh, I have the best ideas for
accessories I could make for you, if only I had your measurements and we could start right away!" The blond
one said, her skin as white as the red head, her face just as innocent, but her voice so eager, so exciting.
Her tail was pink, with a sky blue tail fin, her breasts the same size as yours. She swam so elegantly to you,
grabbed both your hands with her own soft, warm hands, pressed her breasts against yours, a feeling that sent
shocks of pleasure through your body, you could feel both of your nipples becoming erect, and suddenly, out of
nowhere, kisses you. Her tongue gracefully coming into contact with yours, and involuntarily, you couldn't
help but keep on kissing her. Both your eyes close as this kiss lasts for about 30 seconds and finally she
pulls back, leaving you in a daze.
"Won't you stay with us sister? Please, we won't hurt you, or lie to you, ever?" She looked at you with her
innocent eyes, like a puppy begging for food. You feel so entranced, until finally, you snap out of it.
"No! I... I can't! My wife, our baby! I can't leave them alone! It's impossible, I'm not staying! No matter
how hard you try, you won't convince me otherwise!"
The blond one swam next to you and hugged you, saying "Please don't go, we were going to have so much fun!"
repeatedly. Her breasts felt so warm, but this method of letting you stay wasn't going to work on you. You
finally demanded "Change me back!".
The fourth one out of the five of them finally decides it's her turn to say something. She was tan, a bit
darker than your tan, but not too dark, her breasts an F cup, and her tail was orange, with a golden tail fin.
Her build was similar to the black one.
"Enough girls, you're being too hurtful and inconsiderate to our new sister." she had a wonderful and
entrancing voice, almost like she almost sang the words, and they gracefully entered your ears.
And the last one spoke up, she had brown flowing hair, peach skin, not white, dark, but a peach sort of color,
full of color and warmth. Her tail was a violet color, with red spots seemingly neatly arranged going down her
tail. Her breasts were a D cup, and she spoke with an intelligent, calming voice.
"However, we have brought her into the sisterhood, and once a sister, always a sister."
"But..." you try to plead, but she interrupts.
"Let me finish, you will remain a sister for the rest of your life, however, certainly we can make a deal for
you to not only remain a sister, but remain with your wife."
"Yes, anything, I'm begging you! I just want to be with my wife."
"Alright, but first let me introduce you to the other sisters. The one with the red hair over there is Mary,
the one with the dark skin is Abigail, the blond one is Elizabeth, the one with the orange tail is Veronica,
and I am Florencia. These names were actually given to us by the first human who found us centuries ago, when
we were what could be compared to teenagers in human years. The one who found us was a fairly nervous boy,
about 15 at the time... Oh wait, I've gone off topic. What's your name?"
"Michael." You respond.
"From now on you shall be... what was the female equivalent of that name again... ah yes, Michelle. I hope you
enjoy being part of the sisterhood, Michelle."
The name Michelle pierced your ears, despite the wondrous tone it was said in. It only furthered the reality
of what was going on.
"Alright, alright, now, the deal, please, anything."
"Ah yes, how could I forget, well... let me think... Ah yes I've got it!"
Your heart began pounding as she opened her mouth to say the deal.
"Michelle..."