Changes In Paradise 06 The Battle for Mermaid Island
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There once was a man who loved to swim. Whenever he could, he frolicked
all day in the waves. When he was working, he pined for the siren song of
the sea.
Luckily, the man had a lovely witch of a wife who could help him with his
passion. She gave him a spell that granted him gills, with the warning
that he must never use it for more than a sun's trek across the sky.
The first time the man spoke the spell, he very nearly forgot his wife's
warning. The joy of being able to fully embrace his devotion for the
depths, free from the fetters and failings of his human form was
fabulous. But still he managed to pull himself away from the sea just as
the sun slipped below the horizon.
Life went on like this for quite a while. The man's ardor for the tides
only grew as he spent more and more time beneath the bounding main. Still
he heeded his wife's caution, and emerged every night before sunset.
But, as inevitably as the rising of the moon, there came a day when the
man did not return to the shore. It was a day unlike any other. For the
first time in the man's memory, the sea was completely calm. Instead of
the usual wild romp through the waves, the man floated along in blissful
serenity, enjoying the ocean like he never had before. He was more tired
than usual, thanks to the long sleepless night he had spent with his
wife. Forgetting everything but the gentle caress of the water, he nodded
off to sleep just as the last rays of the sun disappeared from the sky.
On the cliff overlooking the shore, the witch's face spread into a wide
grin.
He awoke the next morning more refreshed than he'd ever been. Panic soon
set in, however, as he realized that he had violated his wife's
prohibition against spending more than a day in the briny deep. He'd
never asked what exactly would happen if he did, somehow he'd always
become distracted every time he thought about it.
But what exactly had happened to him? He was obviously still alive and
breathing, so his gills couldn't have disappeared. As he pondered the
mystery, he realized that his hands weren't sliding through the water as
easily as they once were.
He looked at them, and to his delight he saw that they were now webbed!
He spread his fingers wide and examined the blue green webbing now
connecting them together. As he pushed off from the seabed to try them
out, a similar feeling of resistance down below revealed that his toes
were now webbed as well!
Forgetting all about his wife's warning, he cavorted through the sea,
marveling at the speed at which he shot through the water. As the hours
went by, he started to notice even more changes to his body. Beautifully
soft and shiny scales formed on his hands and feet, then crawled up his
arms and legs. Delicate fins sprouted from his wrists, and his feet
elongated to better propel him through the water. The hair that had
adorned his body vanished into the abyss, while the hair on his head grew
long, fair, and sensuous.
Each change brought more and more joy to the transforming man. Though he
realized that he was slowly losing his humanity, not a thought was spared
to returning to the shore. Even when his limbs started to soften, and it
became obvious he was shedding his masculinity as well as his humanity,
he wasn't worried.
As the day wore on, the changes only accelerated. Streaks of blue-green
shot through the man's gorgeous blonde locks, while his ears lengthened,
becoming scaly and finlike. His hips widened and his waist cinched, while
his chest swelled into a lovely pair of breasts. A tail emerged from his
spine, growing longer and longer. His legs shrank down into finny
flippers, perfect for maneuvering through the waters. His penis, long
since freed from any confinement, shrank away into nothingness, to be
replaced by soft feminine folds.
As the sun once again started to sink below the horizon, the man knew
that his changes were complete. A glance at his reflection confirmed what
he'd long suspected. She had become a mermaid! She smiled as she realized
she'd started thinking of herself as a "she." Girl, female, woman, lady,
mermaid... they all sounded so wonderful in her head!
She idly wondered whether the spell had altered her thoughts to embrace
her newly feminine form, or whether she'd always had the seed of
womanhood deep inside of her, just waiting to sprout. She giggled to
herself as she realized it didn't matter. Everything about her, from the
tip of her ears to the flukes of her long, sensuous tail felt absolutely
perfect.
She thought back to her wife, waiting for her back at their house. Had
she known all along what would happen to her if she'd spent too much time
in the sea? It seemed likely. In fact, she could see the figure of a
woman waiting for her on shore. Her wife had never done that before in
all the years she'd been playing in the sea. With a powerful kick of her
tail, she swam back towards the beach.
The witch composed her face into a sad smile as she waited for her lover.
In no time at all, the mermaid was before the witch, a look of rapture on
her face.
"Look what's happened to me! Isn't it wonderful?" the lovely new mermaid
said.
"Oh my dear, I wish you had heeded my warning," the witch replied.
"What do you mean? I love this beautiful new body!"
"I'm glad, because you'll be wearing it for a while. Since you've
transformed all the way, you can never become human again. You will be a
sensual siren of the seas forevermore."
The mermaid's heart leapt. Truth be told, the thought that she'd have to
return to the land, and return to being male, had filled her with a dread
she had never felt before. To be a wild, free mermaid, dancing naked
through the waves for the rest of her life filled her with joy beyond
measure. But then another realization struck her.
"And... us?" the mermaid asked her wife.
"Oh, my sweet Lorelei," the witch said, giving the new maiden a name to
match her form, "I'm afraid not. The spell that I gave you simply doesn't
work on witches."
"Then I guess... this is goodbye," Lorelei said sadly. The new name her
wife had given her sounded lovely to her ears, and she decided to keep
it. "May I ask for one last kiss before we part?"
The witch was about to refuse, but something in Lorelei's voice made her
yearn for the mermaid's lips upon hers. Lorelei took her wife's face in
her hands and gave her the most erotic kiss she'd ever experienced in her
long life. A minute later, the two broke apart, the witch looking red and
flustered, while the mermaid smiled mischievously.
"Goodbye my love!" Lorelei said with a wave, before returning to the
depths.
The witch stood at the water's edge for ten minutes, her mind consumed by
the kiss she'd shared. Try as she might, she could not get it out of her
head. When she reached down to splash herself with some water, in an
attempt to restore some semblance of sanity. It didn't help, only causing
an overpowering urge to tear off her clothes and throw herself into the
sea after the mermaid.
Finally she managed to pull herself away, heading back up the cliff to
the house. She had originally planned to stay there for a while and put
her affairs in order, but now she thought it best to depart as quickly as
possible.
As the witch turned to leave the cottage that she had shared so many
blissful days and passionate nights with her former husband, she heard a
sound rise up from the sea. It was a song, the clarion call of the siren.
As it surged through her head, reverberating through her body and soul,
she began to weep for the beauty of it. It took everything in her power
not to jump off the cliff.
The witch had had many husbands over the centuries, each loved and
discarded in their turn. When she had realized her latests love for the
sea, she knew she had the perfect plan to part with him painlessly. She
had, of course, long known of mermaids and the longing and allure they
provoked in mortals. But in her hubris, she'd assumed she could never be
seduced by one.
As the song slowly faded away, the enormity of her mistake dawned on her.
Any thought of leaving was out of the question now; how could she part
with something so beautiful? Consumed by lust, she sprinted back into the
house, stripped off her clothes, and lept on the bed. To her horror, when
she imagined the strapping stevedores and comely courtesans that made her
heart flutter, she found that they did nothing for her. All she could
think about were the bare breasts and titillating tail of the naughty
nymph she had so foolishly fashioned.
Even as she faded into sleep, the witch had no respite from the siren's
song. The night was one long dream of wild, passionate sex with the
mermaid. She woke up covered in sweat, and when she went to wash it away,
the gentle caress of the water only reminded her of what now dwelt in the
bay below.
She hoped against hope that her erstwhile paramour had moved on. But the
next night, and the next, and the next, the mermaid called for her wife.
Still the witch resisted, despite it being the hardest thing she had ever
done. A year and a day the mermaid sang, despite the yearning in her
heart to explore the vast ocean that was now her playground.
Then one night, as the full moon rose overhead, the witch realized that
the mermaid's song hadn't appeared. Despair as she'd never felt before
filled her heart. Tears flowed freely from her eyes as she sprinted down
to the shore. She knelt down in the sand and slammed her fists into the
surf, letting out a long wail of sorrow.
There was a giggle and a splash, and the witch looked up to see the
mermaid swimming toward her. In that moment, the witch's heart finally
surrendered. She realized that she'd been bested by the siren, completely
and utterly. It didn't matter what came next.
Lorelei joyfully caught her wife in her arms as they kissed. The witch's
clothes disappeared in a matter of moments. They made love for what
seemed like hours. The witch hadn't been sure what to expect, would the
mermaid drown her after they were finished? Would she leave her as the
witch had intended originally.
When scales started to appear on the witch's body, she realized what
Lorelei intended. She giggled as the change she had wrought in her
beloved took hold in her. Her midnight black hair lengthened and streaked
with blue, her breasts swelled, and she sprouted a tail to match the one
that adorned her wife. She felt her witchhood fade away into nothingness,
the magic she had cultivated carefully for so long disappearing into the
abyss. Soon her form was a mirror of Lorelei's. They entwined their tails
in a mermaid's embrace, floating delicately in the gentle waves.
"My sweet Calypso," Lorelei cooed. Calypso's heart fluttered when she
heard it. The newly born siren took to her new name instantly.
"My lovely Lorelei," Calypso cooed back. The two mermaids, hand in webbed
hand, swam out into the wide ocean. But legend has it that every year on
a certain day, in a certain bay, a song can be heard that soothes the
hearts of lovers, containing the promise of eternity.
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