Just as she was about to cast her spell, your mom entered the family room after assenting from the basement. She was wearing her jeans and her favorite flannel shirt once belonging to your late father. She carefully squatted as she placed a large box on the floor covered in dust.
“Kat, sweetie,” she said between coughs of dust, “why aren’t you ready?”
“I’m sorry, Mom,” Kat said smirking at you. “I was just trying to decide on my consummation incantation.”
“Are you still planning to use Danny,” she asked as if you weren’t standing there.
“Mmm...hmmm,” Kat said licking her lips. “I’m just trying to decide what it will be.” Your mouth hung gaping in silence. Surely your mother couldn’t be in on this!
“Whelp,” she said wiping her brow with a flannel sleeve, “I brought up some of your old things. The consummation incantation is the most important spell for a young witch. You need it to be special.” With that, you mom turned on her trainers. “I have another box to bring up, then I need to get changed. The council will be here soon.”
As your mom disappeared into the basement, Kat opened the box and began pulling out numerous items from her past. She nostalgically unfolded various little girl dresses before moving on to a little ballerina costume, slippers and tutu. She moved on to a tiara. Kat was only half way through the first box before your mother placed down the second box.
“That should be enough to inspire you. I’m going to get ready,” your mom said as she ascended the stairs to her bedroom. “You better hurry, young lady. You only have a few minutes before the council arrives and they’ll be expecting the magic exemplar.” Again you stood slack jawed and speechless. Has everyone in this family gone insane?
“Kat, what the hell is mom talking about!?” She ignored you as she tore into the second box like a kid on Christmas morning. Unlike the first box filled mostly with her old clothes, this one was a collection of her past birthday and Christmas presents. Kat giggled as she removed her Easy Bake oven, a hideous pink plastic doll house, and dozens of Barbies. After inspecting the twentieth doll, you couldn’t help say something.
“Sheesh, Kat! You got enough Barbies?” Kat was holding a Barbie that was most obviously a mermaid. She looked at you and back at the doll, gliding her fingers over the plastic orange scales.
“I think I have an idea,” she said getting to her knees and brushing past you. She walked across the room and stopped at the 100 gallon saltwater fish tank prominently displayed on a custom stand in the foyer. Your father won it as a bonus almost 10 years ago. It had been more of a pain than a decoration. Expensive fish died frequently and mineral levels had to be constantly checked. You only kept it because you hadn’t found anyone willing to take it, even for free.
The half empty tank was home to only a few species of very hardy fish. Filling the tank back up required purified water and chemicals which you didn’t have on hand. The acrylic coral centerpiece served as the primary shelter for the remaining fish and sat partially above the waterline.
“Oh, Danny,” Kat cooed sweetly. Out of morbid curiosity, you followed her voice into the foyer.
“What now, Kat?” Kat smiled at you as she leaned up against the glass.
“Come see your new home,” she said with an evil grin.
“I swear the women in this house have completely lost their goddamn minds. What are you even...” But as you ranted on about your sister’s questionable sanity, she held out her hand and began speaking a strange language. Suddenly your world seemed to spin out of control. The walls seemed to circle around you faster and faster. Finally, just before you prepared to vomit, the world went black.
Yours eyes blinked several times until they focused on the ceiling. You were on your back looking up at the large light fixture in foyer. Kat’s smiling face came into view. For some reason, her face was...HUGE. Kat was huge. The room was gigantic.
“Welcome back, sweet brother,” she said with amusement. “Or, should I say Barbie?...Or maybe Ariel. I don’t know what would be most appropriate.”
Lifting yourself partially up on your elbow, you felt the weight of what could only be tons of hair. Your vision was briefly obscured by a curtain of shiny, platinum blonde hair. Before you could comprehend the hair, your eyes looked down at your body...Followed by utter shock.
“Holy, CHRIST!!!” You screamed. You were too stunned to realize the sweet, high-pitch sound of your voice. First, you were tiny. This alone would have been a shock, but your diminished size wasn’t even the most horrific revelation.
Two sizable breasts exploded from your shirtless torso. From your point of view, they looked like the size of beach balls. Gasping for air your peered past the unnaturally perky orbs to see what was by far the most inconceivable change. Where you expected to see legs, men’s OR women’s, flopped a brilliant orange-scaled fish tail, tipped with golden, almost translucent tail fins.
“Kat,” you barely squeaked, “what did you...” Before you could finish your sentence, she held the mermaid Barbie doll in front of you. To your shock, the doll seemed almost your same size.
“I always wanted a sister, and what better sister than a mermaid?” Putting down there doll, she picked you up gently grasping your waste. You flailed in vain as your giant sister lifted you with ease. Your orange tail flicked and flopped uselessly.
“And besides,” she went on explaining herself to you; her voice sounded like thunder to your minute stature. “If I just turned you into my sister, you would get witch powers when you turned 18. I can’t have THAT. But, if you’re a mermaid, then you can’t be a witch.” Lifting you high over her head, she lifted the plastic canopy on the aquarium and released her grip.
While the drop was possibly less than a foot, it seemed like you had fallen off the high-board at the pool. With a small plop, you found yourself immersed in the clear water. Panicked, you instinctively paddled to the surface. Before your arms could bring you to the surface, your body seemed to explode from the surface as your new tail propelled you like torpedo far out of the water before returning with a small splash.
Determined not to make the same mistake, you moderated your effort to just break the surface. Looking through the glass wall, you watching an excited Kat jump up and down with delight; she was clearly amused by your unintentional aquatic acrobatics. Muffled through the glass, you heard your mother’s voice call your sister.
“KAT! I felt that spell.” In moments you saw your mother standing in a fancy gown with her arm around your sister.
“Oh, Kat. She’s lovely. What are you going to name her?”
“I thought Danni would be appropriate,” your sister said staring at you.
“WHAT!?” you screamed as you pounded on the glass with your delicate hands. “MOM! Don’t let her do this to me! I’m your son for fuck’s sake!”
“I’m sorry, Danni. It’s Kat’s decision. If it makes you feel any better, you make a lovely mermaid.”
“MOM! Are you CRAZY!? What in the hell...” You were interrupted by the doorbell.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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