Joanna set the coffee down if it was that important and walked into the bathroom, which just so happened to be empty. She wanted to see how terrible she supposedly looked.
She wiped her forehead with her right hand. "Sweat? I haven't been working yet... and my boss hasn't been giving me any stress... yet today..."
She didn't know it just yet but the bottle of mermaid scales was cracked and leaked some of its contents onto her.
She looked in the mirror. Nothing terrible... but since when had she put on green glitter on her eyelids?
A strange sensation went through her body. Out of instinct, she grabbed onto the sink as she felt her legs growing weak. She panted as other strange feelings passed over her body, and even moaned once, closing her eyes briefly.
After the feelings passed, she opened her eyes and looked in the mirror once more as she continued to hold on to the sink.
"Where are my clothes?" Indeed her clothes had disappeared, revealing her 42 D breasts to... well, only her thankfully.
Then she noticed the strange objects on her arms, from the wrist to her elbows. "Green fish-like fins..." Next was the feeling between her fingers. A webbing was connecting the knuckles midway between her fingertips and palms.
A flapping sound alerted her and she had a feeling of dread as she knew what it probably was.
She looked down to her legs... or where they had been. Her legs had been replaced by a green fish-like tail that had a dorsal fin from her lower back (although she could only feel that one), two fins on top of where her thighs had been, a fin on either side of where her shins had been, and ending with a two-feet-long three-feet-wide flopping caudal fin.
Just at that moment, she looked back up at the mirror and made a gasping sound.
She continued to hold onto the sink with her left hand as she turned on the sink with her right. She bent down and drank from the faucet for a bit before scooping some water in her right hand in desperation, splashing it as best as she could over her tail and rubbing it into the scales she could reach.
"Great, I'm a flopping mermaid and nowhere to get my fins wet."
She remembered quite quickly that she had brought a water bottle or two in her purse. She looked around to see if it had disappeared too.
Thankfully for the dehydrated mermaid, the purse was on the floor.
She slowly lowered herself onto the tiled floor and crawled to the purse, her caudal fin flapping against the floor as she went. It wasn't too far away thankfully.
She opened her purse, pulled out a water bottle, unscrewed the cap, and poured it out over her body. A sigh of relief followed by a sound of pleasure escaped from her as the water rushed down her scales.
She got as much of her body wet as she could, her upper body as well as her lower body. As soon as she was done, she sat back with her hands on the floor behind her to support herself up in a sitting position. Water dripped from her nipples and her caudal fin flapped happily in a small puddle.
"Well, that's one problem solved, but somehow I don't think this thing was designed for walking," she thought as her caudal fin flapped again. She couldn't help but at least giggle a bit at her thought.
But she had to decide what to do...
