Jacob:
A 17 year old guy living in a small apartment in London, though he used to live in the US and still has an american accent. He's short (5'2) with some muscle from his job as a U-Haul employee. Jacob has curly blond hair grown with a messy bedhead style.
Catrina:
A 20 year old cat-human hybrid who is very intelligent, and acts rather regally and quiet, though she's never a snob. She's very thin, with dark blue hair that's grown down to her bellybutton. Catrina has cat ears that had replaced her human ones, and a cat tail (both are also dark blue in color). She has a small human nose and lips, and her height is around 5'4. Catrina has a small butt and breasts around the B-C cup category, and cat teats below her waist. Her hips are wide and noticeable. Catrina has a british accent.
Daracha:
A rather grumpy 18 year old dragon-human hybrid. Her height towers at 7'1, and she has long red wings. Her skin is covered with polished green scales from her waist up, the rest is human skin. Her face is slightly shaped like that of a dragon, but still retains long, hazelnut brown hair. Daracha's breasts are also plated with scales, and has nipples that are a dark green color. Her butt is humongous, looking disproportionate to the rest of her body. Daracha prefers to walk around with no clothes on, even in public.
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(Sharqeh's point of view)
Hey, the name's Sharqeh.
Since I was a little girl, I absolutely loved surfing. I would shred those waves like it was my job. But one day, my rich and stuck-up parents told me to get a regular hobby, something not as ''extreme''. So at sixteen, I told them to fuck themselves and I moved out to live on a private beach on a private island where nobody would stop me from doing what I love.
Now, every day I wake up in my small beach house and put on my bikini, and surf all day long. Sometimes I do it naked. It's not like anybody could see me, after all.
Let me describe myself for you. I'm a 19 year old young woman with an average height. My skin's caramel coloured, as my mum was darker skinned and my dad was white. I have my pitch black hair cut short. My body's as toned as toned can be, and I even have traces of abs from all of the exercise I do surfing. I have that ''soccer girl'' body shape, and my breasts are B cup sized, so nothing too spectacular. My ass isn't too bad either, so I like to wear yoga pants to show it off.
Anyway, there was a big day of surfing ahead of me, so I changed into my black bikini and headed for the beach.
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(Jacob's point of view)
If there was anything I loved more than anything, it was beaches. So as soon as we found out that passed the docks in our mansion, we could spot a small island in the distance with a distinguishable beach, you can bet that I took a boat out there for a day in the sun.
Catrina and Daracha came with me, of course. Catrina was wearing a light blue bikini (seriously, is she always trying to wear blue things?) that showed off her cleavage. A sun hat rested on her head. Her dark blue hair flowed in the wind as I drove the high-speed boat. Daracha was in a one-piece, black bathing suit. It seemed way too tight for her, like if it was going to snap off of her body. Daracha's ass looked stuffed in the bathing suit. There was a hole in the suit, so that her dragon tail could fit through it.
I was able to see the island growing in the horizon. We would be arriving there any minute now.
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(Sharqeh's point of view)
I was taking a break from surfing when one of those high-speed boats landed on the sand. On the boat was a boy. He was pretty cute. But what really puzzled me were the two other girls present. One had what looked like... wings and a scales? What? The other was less distinguishable, but I could see a thin tail and cat ears.
I might have skipped through most of high school, but I wasn't stupid. Those two were victims of the A-Virus. I just knew it.
I went over to the boat and yelled, ''What do you think you're doing on MY private island!?''
The three of them looked briefly surprised, and then told me that they lived in a mansion inland. I thought that place was abandoned, but I didn't question it. We had a brief conversation before I told them that they were free to come here, as long as they kept quiet about it. Jacob smiled and thanked me. Damn, the guy was cute. I decided to keep from asking about the whole A-Virus thing. For now, at least.
Before long, I was back to riding the waves. I could spot the three of them laying on towels in the sand. They clapped as I showed them my tricks.
But suddenly, I lost concentration for a moment, and it sent me crashing down into the water. Normally I'd be coughing and gasping, but it was strange... it was almost as if I could... breathe underwater!? Below my neck were cut-like marks that I never had seen before. They were gills.
An unexplainable urge to bite something flooded my mind, and I gave a loud yell. At least, as close a yell that you can get underwater. I was able to feel my teeth growing and sharpening. I put my fingers to the pointy ends of them, and I yelped at their sharpness.
''What's happening to me!?'' I thought. I wasn't exactly terrified, but it was enough to begin panicking.
A sharp lump started to form from my back. It began to grow, and it snapped my bikini top right off. What had emerged was a full-fledged shark fin. A shark. I was becoming a shark.
My theory was confirmed as my legs began to merge together. I removed my bikini bottom to get a better look. I gaped in my nude glory to see that my transformation had already finished.
I had developed a large, grey shark tail below my hips. Sort of like what a mermaid would have. The strange part was that I still had an ass (unlike the mermaids I'd always heard of). My hips and everything above them was regular human skin, except for the shark fin on my back, which was grey. My teeth were razor sharp, and I had obtained gills that seemed to be bloody cuts on my neck.
I stared at my body completely speechless. Would everybody think of me as a freak? But then I realized something, I never cared about what people thought of me. As long as I could surf in this body (and I was pretty sure I could stand up on my new tail), then I was good.
(TO BE CONTINUED)