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Jellyfish (Day 3)
🕑 Added 2021-12-21 22:55:07 +0000 UTCWoman: Swift Creek Photos
Jellyfish: Devilfactory
Chloe enjoyed walking along the sandy beach of the small lake on their acreage. There was something peaceful about the wind in the trees and watching the wildlife from her favourite stone as she sat quietly beside the water. It had been four days since her last strange transformation and a week since she’d been changed into a crow girl (or harpy as her husband insisted on calling it). He, of course, continued his pursuit of his translations. After all, his sabbatical would be over in only three months and he still had to write a paper or two for a journal to report his findings. That was the scientific requirement, after all.
As Chloe was sitting in the sun on her warm rock, the strange cold wind came up and swirled about her again. She knew what was coming even if her husband believed the cold wind, whatever its source, had nothing to do with it. At first Chloe noticed nothing save that she was sitting naked on the rock. Then she noticed her skin changing colour. She was becoming distinctly blue but not the blue you’d expect if you were merely getting chilled. This was a bright vibrant blue that was spreading from her midriff up to her breasts and downward towards her legs. As the strange wave of colour reached her hips, she felt them strangely weaken. The wave continued on down to her toes and her legs began to soften and widen. Within a few minutes, she looked like she were wearing some kind of strange gown except it was thicker than cloth would be and she could see the stone beneath her through it. Her legs, too became transparent and began to divide again and again. Soon she was left with an odd blob of blue jelly from the waist down.
Her new form had little strength and she found herself sliding down the stone to end up lying on her side in the warm sand by the lake. She felt the burning rays of the on her new body and felt parched sun even though it was overcast and the sun was behind clouds. She pulled herself through the sand and into the water. There she discovered that her lower body was that of a jellyfish. She found she could control its pulsations and that could swim slowly about the lake. Once a curious fish brushed against a tentacle and she felt an electric shock. The tentacle quickly coiled of its own accord into the mass under her bell. Within half an hour the fish had vanished and the hunger she’d felt prior (it had been several hours since her last meal) had disappeared also.
It wasn’t until mid-afternoon that her husband, tearing himself from yet another translation, wondered at her absence and found her in the water.
“You wanna come for a swim?” asked Chloe, another fish trapped and struggling in a tentacle.
“Uh, no thanks,” was her husband’s odd sounding reply.
He stayed well back on the shore, sitting on Chloe’s warm rock and watched her swim about the lake for the next hour or so until the sun set. As expected, the blue jelly retreated and Chloe found herself in the lake, naked and cold. Fortunately, her swimsuit and a towel were handy by the rock.
“So what’s for supper?” asked Stefan.
“Oddly enough,” Chloe replied. “I’m not really all that hungry.”
Four fish in the space of five hours definitely sated one’s appetite.
