"When I was a little girl, I dreamed of being a mermaid" explained Gisela. "Lots of girls do I suppose, but as I got older the dream never went away. I studied the oceans, hoping against hope that mermaids were out there somewhere and, if they were, that they had a way to make me one of them."
"You found a real mermaid?" asked Kevin.
"No, but I found something one of them must have left behind. I was exploring a reef and came across a small, well-hidden chest. Inside were only the necklace and a bottle with a fishtail drawn on it. I took them back home with me, unsure of what to make of them. But I kept having dreams about becoming a mermaid. After a week of this, I decided to drink whatever was in the bottle and risk the consequences. Nothing happened at first. Then I took a shower. That triggered the changes. The feeling was...exhilarating. It was only after I was sprawled on the bathroom floor with a fishtail that I realized how short-sighted I'd been. I dried off with a towel, but I kept my tail. Then I remembered the necklace. I dragged myself into my bedroom, put it on, and changed back. As long as I wear the necklace, I've got legs. It's useful to get around that way, but I prefer my tail whenever possible."
"I can see why: it's amazing."
Gisela she pressed her body against Kevin then her lips to his.
"It's fully functional" Gisela said when their lips parted. "Believe me: I've tried it out. But I remembered someone who I thought might like my new form as much as I do."
Gisela reached between Kevin's legs and wasn't surprised to find him hard. "What are you waiting for?" she asked.