Mermaids - The Moonpool

“So would you say you’ve enjoyed the trip then?” Cleo asked the couple as they trailed behind her on the beach. Bella, one of the tourists she had been showing around spoke first.

“Definitely! It’s been really great seeing Australia – we’re definitely going to have to come back in the future!” she said, smiling. “Isn’t that right, Ricky?” Bella asked her companion.

“Yeah, for sure”, he said, shielding his eyes from the setting sun that cast a glowing orange light across the bay. “You’ve been a great tour guide, too! Thanks so much!” Cleo laughed softly at them, tossing her dark hair over her shoulder as they walked along the beach, wet sand crunching underfoot.

“You’re too kind, Ricky. But it’s not over yet – do you guys have anything planned?” she asked. Bella and Ricky looked at each other, the two friends shrugging.

“Nothing really. Maybe we could try and get some sleep before our flight back home tomorrow?” Ricky said.

“If you’ve got nothing planned, there’s something you’ve got to see. There’s this moon pool – I know the way there. Most tourists don’t know about it, but I want to take you both there. Think of it as a rare treat on your last night!” Cleo said with a smile.

“That sounds fun!” said Bella.

“It’s a full moon tonight, and it’s going to look incredible – you have to see it!” Cleo said.

“I’m not sure”, Ricky said, uncertain. “I really don’t want to miss our flight.”

“Oh, come on Ricky! We’re never going to get a chance like this again. Let’s go look at the pool”, Bella said, teasingly. He rolled his eyes: he knew it was no use. Bella had decided almost every part of their trip this holiday, and it wasn’t going to change now.

“Fine, let’s go see this pool”, he said begrudgingly. Excited, Bella grabbed Cleo’s hand and they began to run off down the beach with a laugh, leaving Ricky jogging behind to try and catch up. He enjoyed going on trips with his friend Bella, but he knew deep down the adventures would never be what he really wanted. He had had a crush on her for as long as he could remember but had never plucked up the courage to tell her. His poor attempts at flirting had been ignored at best and teased at worst. He had never heard of Bella being in a relationship with anyone, and it seemed to suit her just fine. Ricky had consigned himself to the so-called ‘friendzone’, as much as he hated the term. He had no issues with their friendship – Bella was fun to be with, even if it wasn’t exactly how he had imagined it a thousand times. She was a good friend, even if she would never be his girlfriend. This trip had revealed to him part of the reason why, beyond his own nervousness at telling her. Once, when they returned to their hotel room after a night of partying, Bella had confessed in him that she had always found women more attractive than men. He was supportive of his friend, but selfishly he felt that the confession was the final, unconquerable barrier on any potential romance between them.

After she had come out to him, Ricky had begun to notice how Bella acted around their tour guide Cleo a lot more. What before he could have just ignored as girlish, mindless chatter, now was clear to him that it was Bella flirting with her. It wasn’t a love triangle – it was a love arrow, pointing away from him and towards Cleo, himself not even factoring into the picture. He wondered if Cleo even noticed or requited the feelings. The two women were walking now, still holding hands and giggling to each other. Ricky hadn’t had much luck in his own love life, so trying to analyse the romantic intentions of another was a growing difficulty for him.

“It’s not much further!” Cleo said, pointing to a rocky outcropping a short distance away from the coast. “The tide is out so we should be able to just wade to the cave! The moon pool is inside.”

“Great! Let’s go!” Bella said, smiling. She took Ricky’s hand, turning to him as the three of them walked towards the sea. “I really appreciate you coming on this trip with me, Ricky. Its means a lot.”

“Bella, don’t be silly, of course I’d come-“ Ricky said embarrassed, trying to deflect the compliment. She squeezed his hand.

“I mean it! You’re a really good friend – thank you”, she said, releasing him.

Soon, the trio had reached the water, illuminated in the moonlight. With the bustle of the city behind them, the sea before them was strangely alluring to Ricky. He was never scared of the ocean; despite the horror stories he had heard of Australian wildlife. But he had never felt as drawn to it as he did tonight. The waves quietly lapping against the golden sand, the soft light of the moon – all of it gave the scene a sense of serenity and peace that he hadn’t realised he needed.

Cleo broke off from the group, carefully, climbing up some of the rocks. They extended out in a series of jagged stepping stones, leading to the sheltered cave.

“You two can wade up to the cave – I’m going to try and keep my feet dry!” she said, leaping deftly from one rock to another.

“Why?” Ricky asked. “Aren’t you worried about getting hurt?” he said, just as the woman made another jump.

“Nope! I know what I’m doing!” she said, her voice calling over the gentle whoosh of the waves at their feet. “Besides – I’ve just had my nails done – I don’t want to saltwater getting to them.”

Ricky sighed – even with how close he was to Bella; he knew he would never understand women. The two waded towards the cave, the water barely coming up to the bottom of their shorts. All the while, Cleo climbed and scrambled ahead of them. Soon, they caught up with her, their tour guide standing satisfied at the entrance of the cave.

“Took you two long enough!” she said with a smile. Ricky heard Bella next to him laugh loudly, giving the joke far more attention than it deserved. She was definitely flirting with her. “The pool is just down here. Follow me!” Cleo said, heading down into the cave. There were rough cut steps, as if worn through years of use. Ricky walked carefully down them, whereas Bella moved with far more enthusiasm, eagerly following their tour guide’s lead.

“Don’t go too far!” he called out to them. Bella turned, childishly sticking her tongue out at him.

“What’s the matter Ricky? Scared of seeing what’s down here?” she said, laughing, her voice echoing throughout the cave. He pressed on after them. They were definitely going down, likely below sea level. Despite it being night-time, there was a soft light in the cave, shafts of moonlight illuminating the rock through tiny cracks in the roof. Soon, the lights began to dance on the walls as they reflected in a pool of water.

“This is it!” Cleo said, stopping on the edge of the water. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” Both Ricky and Bella nodded their heads in agreement. The water was a rich, royal blue, completely different from the moonlit seawater they had seen back on the beach. Ricky leaned over slightly and could see shifting, glowing lights beneath the surface. The edge of the pool didn’t appear to be natural, edged with worn but clearly manmade slabs.

“What even is this place?” he asked.

“Yeah, this wasn’t mentioned in any guidebooks”, Bella added, her blonde hair dangling over the water as she too peered in.

“No one really knows”, Cleo said, smiling coquettishly. Ricky found her vagueness frustrating. The whole trip she had been remarkably informative, telling the two tourists everything they could ever want to know about the local land and its inhabitants. Cleo continued, “Some people say the pool has magical powers, especially on a full moon like tonight!”

Ricky looked at the water again. He didn’t believe in any of that sort of thing, and he knew Bella didn’t either. But even a sceptic had to admit, that with the moonlight playing across the shimmering surface of the pool, it did at least look magical.

“What are you doing?” Bella said, her shocked tone distracting Ricky from staring at the pool. He turned to see Cleo was stripping off her clothing, leaving her perky breasts exposed.

“What, you’re on holiday and you’re not going to skinny dip?” she said, mockingly. “What kind of tourists are you?” Ricky was trying his best not to stare at the young, attractive woman, and he knew that his companion was no doubt trying the same. “Just trust me, okay?” she said, her hands going to her hips. “This is going to be a life changing experience, I promise!”

With that, Cleo put her hands together and jumped, diving into the pool with an athlete’s grace. The still water barely splashed as she breached the surface, and she was gone. Ricky and Bella called out her name, but still their guide didn’t surface.

“Do you think this is some kind of prank?” Ricky asked.

“I don’t think so. She wouldn’t abandon us like this, would she?” Bella responded quickly.

“I don’t know. I can’t see her”, he said, looking once against into the water. It was like it was thick and viscous, and despite appearances he couldn’t see much below the surface, except for those lights. “We should head back. The tide might come in soon and I don’t want to be trapped out here. We’ve got a flight to catch in the morning!”

“What if she hit her head when she dived in? She could be drowning in there!” Bella said, moving towards the edge of the pool. Just then, Cleo resurfaced with a gasp, smiling brilliantly at the pair. Her hair was slick, clinging tightly to her golden skin. The woman trod water carefully, only being exposed from her waist up. Strangely, Ricky noticed she was now wearing an odd bra, made out of shimmering scales. He was certain she was nude when she jumped in.

“Sorry to keep you all waiting!” Cleo said with a giggle.

“We were worried! We thought you drowned!” Bella said, genuine concern in her voice.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m a great swimmer”, the woman dipped below the water once more and resurfaced as if to demonstrate. “You’ve got to see what’s down here, it’s incredible.”

“What are you wearing?” Ricky asked, pointing at the strange bra that now covered Cleo’s once exposed breasts.

“Oh, this?” she said, adjusting it slightly. Ricky saw the scales move as she ran her hand along the surface. It wasn’t just a fabric; it really did look like it was made out of scales. “Don’t worry about it. Are you guys going to join me in here or are you just going to stand there staring?” she said, flashing them all another glowing smile.

Next to him, Bella begun to undress. She didn’t need to be asked twice to join the beautiful young woman in the water. Ricky watched her incredulously as she abandoned her clothes at the side of the pool, now standing on the edge of it.

“What?” She asked him, the man once again trying not to stare.

“Are you really doing this?” he replied, shocked.

“Why not? Cleo’s right. It’s the last day of our holiday. I want to make sure we’re getting the full local experience!” she said, jumping into the pool. There was a splash, and when the water cleared, both women were gone. Ricky tried calling out to them, but they didn’t surface for some time. He knew that Bella was a capable swimmer, but never expected her to be able to hold her breath for that long. Just then, both women resurfaced, laughing. Ricky saw that his friend was wearing a matching bra to their guide.

“You’ve got to get in here, Ricky! This feels fantastic!” Bella said. Cleo’s hand crept slowly to the woman’s waist, soon brushing at something underneath the water that prompted a giggle from the other girl. Ricky knew he’d be regretting this opportunity for the rest of his life if he never did it. How many times in his life would two beautiful women ask him to skinny dip with them? Slowly, he began removing his clothing, his shorts still wet from the seawater. The women cooed and giggled in the pool, pretending not to notice him. Trying his best to hide his manhood, already aroused, he stood nervously on the edge of the pool. He thought he saw something underwater for a split second, the tail of a large fish just flashing underneath the surface.

“Are you sure it’s safe in there? No sharks or anything?” he asked sheepishly. The two women laughed, swimming over towards him.

“Why don’t you take it slow, Ricky?” Cleo asked.

“Yeah, we’ll help you!” Bella said. Ricky nodded, and sat down on the edge, slowly he lowered his feet into the water. The water tingled pleasurably across his skin, completely different to the harsh seawater earlier.

“What’s in the pool?” he asked again. The women smiled at him, slowly diving under the water once again. Gradually, Ricky lowered himself down, the water now at his knees. He could feel movement in the water beneath him, and he only hoped that it was the two women swimming below and not something more malicious. The tingling grew more pronounced, and he found his feet gradually rotating until his heels were touching. He wasn’t flexible by any means, but the position didn’t feel odd or uncomfortable. Eventually, he was submerged from the waist down, carefully propping himself up on the edge of the pool. Cleo the tour guide rose out of the water ahead of him.

“Here, this should make this a bit more relaxing for you”, she said. Underneath the water, Ricky could suddenly feel a soft hand on his erect member. He gasped, more in shock than in pleasure. He was about to say something when the woman went beneath the surface once more, giggling playfully. He could tell someone was working his shaft, tenderly and slowly pumping his member. Whether it was from the water of the pool or something else, the sensation was otherworldly.

Ricky stretched out his legs. He tried to move them apart and adjust them but found that strangely he was unable to do so. It was like his legs were held together by some invisible force underneath the water. The wave of panic rising in him was quickly dismissed, the toying with his member growing more determined. He felt more movement beneath him, then the tender touch of a pair of hands running along his legs, now tightly bound together. It stroked at his legs, and he felt the texture of his skin gradually alter. The hair on his legs drifted off of him to be carried away by the ocean’s currents. As the hands continued working at him, he realised that the strokes were far softer in one direction and almost uncomfortable in the other. He reached down under the water with a hand, feeling his rear, now far curvier than his masculine behind had ever been. It was covered in soft scales, just like the ones Ricky had spotted on the bras of the other women. The transformation should have sent another jolt of panic through him, but Ricky didn’t feel it rise in him. Whatever was happening below the surface felt strange, but it felt right. The squeezing and teasing of his shaft was pleasurable, but the tingling across his legs was just as arousing. He tried moving his feet a little and found he had far more control in the water than he had previously. New nerve endings were forming, the water’s touch changing his body into something new. From the waist down, Ricky’s legs were now just like a mermaid’s, and far more feminine in proportions than before. His hips had widened, and his legs had slimmed down into the elegant tail. It was soft and womanly, with the exception of one thing.

Bella’s head surfaced right in front of him, her blonde hair wet against her head. She was as beautiful as Ricky had always known. Still panting in pleasure at the sensation of his body changing, Ricky could barely respond as she begun to speak.

“I want to try something I’ve been desperate to do for a long time. We’ll just have to do some alterations first”, she said, her voice trailing off as she went below the surface once more. Surrounding the scales at his groin, Ricky felt a pair of lips go over his erect manhood. He began to moan as Bella worked, her small hands reaching around to his scaley behind for more grip. Ricky saw a flash of her tail breaking the surface as she pushed up against him with every movement. His manhood felt strange in her mouth. Gradually, it was reducing in size, though the bliss remained constant for Ricky. Bella’s tongue worked frantically, and slowly his manhood shrunk until it was covered neatly by the scales over his groin, before disappearing completely. In its place was a vagina, hidden underneath the shimmering scales. Bella lapped at it with more passion than ever, and Ricky was enraptured by a new level of pleasure. He knew his manhood was gone, that his legs were replaced by a tail, but he didn’t care. This felt amazing. Cleo’s hands crept up his body, her face surfacing.

“We’ve still got more to do. Don’t you want to come under some more?” she asked, smiling. Slowly, Ricky gave more of himself to the water. His gut was gone as it submerged, replaced with a soft but powerful waistline, perfect for swimming. As his nipples sunk below, they protruded, erect and puffy. As Bella continued to lick at his virgin vagina, Cleo began to knead his growing breasts. With a pleasured moan, he was soon left with a pair of perky breasts, scales soon growing in an impromptu bra to cover him. He could feel his nipples erect against the smooth bra, even through the fish scales. As another surge of pleasure coursed through him, Ricky slipped, falling underwater completely.

His short, dark hair floated briefly in the water. In an instant, it grew out, replaced by blonde strands that hang from his head, dancing around his now changing face. His masculine jawline was gone, his face shifting into a feminine oval. His lips pouted out, becoming softer and kissable, and his eyebrows and nose reformed until he was left with the face of a beautiful young woman.

The new mermaid opened her eyes, surprised to find they didn’t sting in the salt. The two others swam round her, smiling. Underwater, she heard Cleo speak.

“I could tell there was a lot of tension between you two”, she said, taking both of their hands. The new mermaid didn’t feel the need to resurface for air – she was now perfectly adapted to living beneath the waves. “I thought this would be a good way for you both to get what you wanted!” The new mermaid looked to her friend Bella, who blushed. Cleo was right, this was what she wanted. Now, they could be together. “I also thought you both were cute”, Cleo said with a laugh. “And I wanted to get to know both of you better. So, what do you say? Shall the three of us go explore, together?”

“Absolutely!” Bella said. “What about you, Rikki?” she asked the newest mermaid.

“Let’s do it!” Rikki said, swimming off with her new girlfriends into the ocean blue.

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A fun commission for PowerRangerPink, and also my first ever TF story! I hope you enjoy it.