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Summary: The shy and bookish Alice discovered that mermaids are more than just folklore. Contains: Female: pregnancy, belly expansion, transformation.

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During the summers growing up, Alice’s parents would send her to stay with her grandparents on the countryside. They had a lot of land and a big house, and it was always nice, if rather quiet.

After the accident, Alice’s grandparents’ house became her full-time home, aside from the seasons that she was sent away for boarding school. Her grandparents were aging. Alice was a rambunctious young girl and a lot for them to handle.

Alice grew more introverted with age. She spent a lot of time locked up in her bedroom on the third floor. When the weather was nice, she went out to the grassy cove by the lake, always buried in a new book. She relished the escapism she got from immersing herself in her stories.

By the time Alice finished her schooling at the age of eighteen, it was just her and her grandfather. He was hard of hearing now, and just not the same since his wife’s passing earlier in the year. Alice enjoyed their quiet chess games, but sometimes he would have a thought or memory, and get very sad. After that, he would have to lay down, and he would not get up for hours.

Alice found reprieve in the brightness and beauty of the lake. Creatures buzzed all around. The water was a deep green blue color. This lake was said to filter into the ocean, and Alice imagined that this water had touched every corner of the world.

One day she was lying back on the grass with her backpack cushioning her head, while buried in her latest novel. Something in the water moved in the corner of her vision. At first she assumed it was a frog or otter, but as Alice looked up, she saw a solitary lily pad, and peeking out beneath it…was a large pair of eyes.

Alice blinked hard, and suddenly the eyes were gone, the lily pad floating innocently. Alice was sure she had imagined it. Or maybe she had dozed and dreamt it.

But several days later, Alice saw the eyes again. They were the bluest blue she’d ever seen, and were no longer accompanied by the lily pad. Instead…a head of soft, pale hair.

Alice scrambled upright from where she had been sprawled on the grass. The eyes, and hair, quickly dipped back into the water.

“No, don’t go!” Alice blurted.

There was a pause, the water still.

Then slowly, to Alice’s relief, the eyes emerged again, this time accompanied by a pointed nose, and…lips. Pink, and soft looking. It was a girl who looked about the same age as Alice.

“Who are you?” Alice asked.

More of the girl rose from the water. She had fins for ears, and a slender neck with marks—gills?—on the sides. Something glittered against her slender shoulders. She was as gorgeous as she was strange, blinking up at Alice.

None of this made sense but Alice could reach only one conclusion. “Are you a mermaid?” she asked in a breath, almost certain she had gone insane.

The girl waded closer until she was only a meter or so from the shore. She looked as though she wanted to come closer, but hesitated.

Finally, she disappeared back into the water.

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Alice became obsessed with mermaid folklore. She collected all the books on mermaids in her grandmother’s library – a surprising number — but also visited the bookshop in town to grab several more.

She brought them by the lakeside, reading through them as she waited. It took days before the mermaid showed up again.

Alice’s heart was pounding. She was more excited than she had ever been in her life. Though she quickly realized the awkwardness of just sitting there, legs crossed, as she stared at the mermaid wordlessly. Alice looked away, blushing, then noticing the book in her lap. “Would you…like to hear a story?”

The mermaid blinked back as her.

So Alice read. She slowly articulated the words on the page, even though she didn’t expect the mermaid to listen or even tolerate it.

And yet the mermaid lingered. She watched Alice with curiosity, as well as uncertainty.

The narrative was surprisingly soothing, and Alice felt her anxiety ebb. The mermaid stayed for the whole chapter. Alice only realized the creature’s absence when she gasped awake by the water’s edge, curled around her book on the grass.

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During the following season, her grandfather passed away, and Alice found comfort visiting his and her grandmother’s graves on the far side of the property. She brought them fresh lilies and just talked to them some days.

The rest of her time was spent by the lake, reading to the mermaid. It was quite fulfilling to see the mermaid’s uncertainty steadily turn to comprehension with the passage of time. One day the mermaid even came close enough to take Alice’s book, and examine the words on her own.

Then the mermaid took Alice’s hand. Alice was shaking from fear and thrill. She had expected the contact to be cool and slimy, but it was warm, tender, and exhilarating. Carefully, with webbed fingers, the mermaid drew letters across Alice’s palm. An introduction.

Nami.

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It was hard to focus on the words she was reading, and not the lovely, lovely creature.

Touching became a regularity. They would hold hands. It was strange, yet comforting.

Then one day, Nami tugged her slightly. She wanted Alice to come into the water.

Alice doffed her dress down to the slip. “I’m not much a swimmer,” she admitted. Nevertheless, she slid in, hissing at the sensation of the cold water.

But almost immediately, the cold was banished, because Alice was enveloped by a potent warmth. The water seemed to whirl around them as the two women laughed and held each other, and Alice wanted the connection to last forever. Alice’s eyes went wide as soft lips connected with her own. Then her eyelids steadily lowered, as she allowed herself to be pulled closer, and she let the contact consume her.

She may have dropped down below the earth, but she was floating. This was heaven.

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It became routine that Alice would go to the cove, shed her dress, and slip down into the water. She was spending so much time in the lake, she was even learning how to swim a bit. Despite that, she would hold onto some vines on the bank to help her float as she waited for her friend.

No…not friend. That seemed too insignificant a designation. Nami was so much more. This was something truly special.

Alice never waited long. Nami would show up with her pale hair and skin that had almost a bluish hue to it. Then they would wrap around each other, as Nami held her and kissed her, and the rest of the world faded and Alice was filled with that warm, potent serenity. Alice felt truly united with the other girl. Twistedin her somehow. Most days she hardly knew where her being ended and Nami began.

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Alice was feeling sluggish lately.

She sleepily pealed the cover off a tin of legumes.

It was not only that, but she had been experiencing a strange bloated sensation in her stomach for two weeks, the discomfort slowly manifesting physically, her stomach curving outward in a visible bloat.

There were instances of nausea. Sometimes she had waves of extreme hunger.

Alice detected one now, once she smelled of the fresh bread she had baking in the oven. Salivating at the thought of indulging, she threw a couple more eggs in the scramble she was preparing, and added more ham to the meat already frying on the stove. She soon had made a breakfast suitable for four people rather than one. Despite it, she consumed it hungrily and happily, even as her stomach grew uncomfortably full. She ate every bit.

Alice gasped for breath, a little amazed with herself, but also rather concerned. These binges were becoming routine. She felt uncomfortable, and as she stood, something intensified. She groaned, clutching her torso as her skin shuddered, tightened, and pushed. Her stomach was inching forward in growth. Alice gripped the back of a chair, gasping, as she stared down at herself. The swell was more prominent now, belly rounded and bulging.

Breathless and flushed, she dragged herself into the bathroom. She took in her reflection in the mirror over the sink, from her sweaty face to her disheveled mane of hair. She stared at her rounded belly, but something even more intriguing caught her attention.

Were her ears…pointier, than usual?

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Nami was so attentive lately whenever she pulled Alice into the water. Nami kissed every part of her. Alice’s throat, Alice’s shoulders, Alice’s waist and her belly. She cradled the swell, nuzzling it lovingly.

Alice was a bit unnerved. Over days, she was absorbed again in her books, but not for entertainment. She was looking for answers. As her belly grew, so did her uneasiness. She sat one day by the lake, again flipping through another of the massive novels.

Nami waded over to the edge of the water, having so far failed to convince Alice to join her for a swim with an entreating tug or splash. This time, Nami extended her lithe body to take hold of one of the books with her wet, webbed hands. Alice looked at her in surprise.

Nami flipped through pages carefully, studying them in turn, until she found what she was looking for. She pointed out a spot on the page, showing it to Alice.

The passage spoke of love, infection, eggs, and pregnancy.

Alice paled as she read on.

Nami laid her hand on Alice’s thigh. It was the closest she could get to her.

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Alice was growing rapidly. When she was at the house, all she seemed to do was eat, and when she was in the lake, Nami pampered and praised her, holding and cupping, relishing over the expanding curve of Alice’s belly. But it wasn’t only the weight gain. Alice was transforming. Her ears grew more pointed and narrow, starting to resemble Nami’s fin ears. Her fingers started to develop webbing between them. And Alice noticed some marks developing on the sides of her neck. Was she…was she developing gills, of her own?

With her expanding belly came a warmth that filled Alice to the brim. It wasn’t dissimilar to how she felt when she was wrapped in Nami’s arms.

Alice was spending more and more time in the lake, magnetized to the comfort and weightlessness of the water. Sometimes she felt a little anxious and breathless when she wasn’t there.

“Mmmghhh…” Alice groaned as she experienced another growth spurt. It was happening irregularly, this time while she was submerged to her throat. She and Nami cupped her belly as it pulsed and swelled, the mound pushing outwards as Alice reddened. When the episode stopped, Alice was left gasping, Nami holding her up, keeping her from drowning. “God, its growingg,” Alice choked as tears rolled down her down her cheeks.

Nami wiped them away, kissing her ear as though to assure, Everything will be okay.

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Alice stared at her reflection in her bedroom mirror one morning as she tried to truly process what was happening to her. She was pregnant. Full of eggs. And…she was becoming a mermaid.

Alice cradled her swollen belly. She looked seven months along even though it had only been a couple of weeks.

“I’m scared,” Alice admitted to Nami that afternoon when they were together.

Nami frowned at her. She pulled Alice closer, and under, beneath the surface of the water, as Alice cried and struggled. “No,” she choked. “I can’t – I can’t breathe —!”

But she was.

Alice blinked around at the world under the water, without the preoccupation of holding her breath, running out of the air, or panicking. She could breathe. She turned to Nami with an excited laugh. She tried to speak but only bubbles emerged.

Nami grinned back, pulling her deeper into the lake, showing her things she’d never imagined.

Changing Alice’s life forever.

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It no longer felt very good to be on land. The air was thin and harsh, and awkward to take in. Her body felt heavier, and the dryness was uncomfortable on her skin.

When Alice had inherited her grandparents’ estate, she had felt a duty to honor it by living there.

But Alice was happier in the water. The house had never felt much like home to her. Now she knew that it never would.

Alice sat down and wrote a letter to her cousin, Andrew, who she had met only on one occasion. She enclosed the deed of the house, gifting it to him. I hope this will serve your family well, she wrote. Andrew had several children and Alice could imagine them running around, playing while exploring all the nooks and passages the old house had to offer. Appreciating it as she never had. Perhaps they would discover the beauty of the cove as well.

When she finished folding the letter into an envelope, Alice looked down herself, hands cupping the swell on her torso.

Her feet had narrowed and lengthened, similar to the way her ears had. She now had scales glittering against her chest and shoulders, and her skin was taken on that same faint bluish hue that adorned Nami’s.

Her belly had only grown rounder, making her look as though she was eight months pregnant.

Alice dropped the letter off in the mailbox on her way back to the lake. She sat on the edge, dipping her feet in. She looked back at the house one more time, eyes tearing.

As she felt warm hands take hers, Alice smiled and lowered herself into the water for the last time.

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Alice submerged herself in love, thrill, and exploration. With water pressing in at all sides, her transformation was expedited. Her legs lengthened and fused, feet becoming fins as her lower body developed more strength, flexibility, and versatility than she had ever had with her legs. Even as her belly grew, she felt weightless, as she traveled the oceans and seas, exploring a secret underwater world she hadn’t known to exist. She was tethered nowhere. She saw the depths of the ocean; she met sea creatures real and mythological. She even came across other mermaids, who were widely dispersed, yet lived in close-knit families, monogamous and deeply, deeply in love. There were a few who had been infected, just as she had been, with their swollen bellies, plump breasts, and rosy cheeks, as they grew to the brim.

And through all this, Alice felt so very in love—with Nami. With the children growing inside of her. She was growing so much, and this new life fascinated her to no end. Soon her belly was so big that she looked at term, perhaps even larger. For the first time, she started to feel the heaviness of her condition. So Nami slowed down, encouraging Alice to take it easy. Nami pampered her more than ever. Alice felt nervous of what it all meant.

She spent a great deal of time curled in Nami’s arms, her focus on the steadily growing tension creeping over her abdomen.

Her hair had only become longer and thicker, tied up, yet floating in a veil around her. She thought she would be sweating were she capable. The tension was increasing, with it, discomfort. Her belly pulsed.

Finally, the thing she fear yet wanted desperately wrenched her out of sleep early one morning. Alice clutched her belly, arching, groaning as she floated while her belly throbbed and contracted. With her groan came a barrage of bubbles, and she felt her partner embrace her from behind, cradling her belly, kissing her nape.

Alice clutched Nami’s hand, mutely sobbing as her body shuddered, and even through the agony, she could not have been happier.