You both fell asleep in each others arms on the bathroom floor, exhausted by all the events of the day.
Sometime later, you were awoken by the sound of Molly crying. As your head clears from the fogginess of sleep, you see Molly has curled up in a corner, her tail bent in a way human legs could not be.
"What's wrong?" you ask.
"What have they done to me?" she wailed. The euphoria from early had clearly worn off and the seriousness of the situation had set in.
"Whatever the freak show people injected you with turned you into a mermaid. I guess they were going to make you the next addition to their act?"
"But I'm...I'm not human anymore! I can't walk because I don't have legs. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in a bathtub!"
"We'll figure something out. I'll do whatever it takes to help you be comfortable and happy."
You slide across the tide next to Molly and wrap your arms around her to comfort her.
"Thank you" said Molly, returning your embrace and clearly calming down.
"If it's any consolation, you're an incredibly sexy mermaid."
Molly blushed a little. "Thank you. It was pretty good, wasn't it?"
"It was. But now we should probably get some clothes on and figure out how to get you some help."