Dustin slowly took a small swig of the mixture, which was blue and almost tasted like some salty liquor. He got mixed feelings from the drink, but it didn't taste that bad. In fact, it almost tasted good. Hesitantly, wanting to drink more, he put down the mixture and started to relax.
He couldn't focus very much, so he didn't turn on the TV. He almost felt dizzy, and he tried to stand up, but it was difficult. He questioned if he should sit down, but fatigue pushed him down, and he laid on the couch, dazed and confused.
He started to feel a wave, almost like water, rush over his skin, making him relaxed, but he also struggled to move, and to get out of this relaxed state. As he was relaxing, he felt a sudden change in his spine, sending a small fin shooting out the back of his skin.
He felt the need to sit up, but he did it so slowly that his growing fin left a rip in his couch. He felt skin slowly meld with his feet, already in his shoes, as they became more webbed, and less detached from one another.
He looked at his skin, as it slowly started to shift shades, to an almost blue but grayish tone. Then, a more powerful affect took place. He could feel his teeth sharpen and edge, making Dustin hungry for something he could not describe. Blood? Food?
There didn't seem to be a difference in his mind, but he needed something. He knew his Chinese food was coming, but he wanted something now. He rushed to his kitchen, and opened the fridge, finding edible objects and stuffing them in his mouth.
He felt a crunch of watermelon, and his urge to kill was soothed, replaced with a deep happiness of sorts. His dizziness slowly wore off, and he felt strength come into this new form. He smiled a sharp grin and continued eating watermelon.
He knew he wanted more to eat. More to drink, of that lovely potion. Common sense stuck with him though. Luckily, he did not need water yet, but soon he would need to be underwater. The beach was an hour drive or so, but Dustin knew he could make it.
Or, he could just fill up his inflatable pool outside. That would leave him with no room though. He sighed. Maybe he could go to the river, and swim downstream to the salty waters of the ocean. Hopefully it would not hurt him if he did. What should he do?