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Kelly Raven Findley
A Mermaid Dream
A Mermaid Dream
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Andy is a transgender person that just came out to the woman he loves. She however didn't take it well and walked away taking their daughter with her. That's when things change for Andy and his dreams start to become real.
I had to investigate this further but I knew I couldn't do that here on the beach. I reached into my small bag that I had brought with me yesterday. My wallet and phone were still there, I grabbed my wallet and saw that my identification still looked the way I did yesterday. My credit cards and bank card were still there so I decided to find an ATM and get myself a room. Preferably in a hotel that had a gift shop or was close to a clothing store. All up and down the beach were places I could rent for a little while along with little boutiques that had all sorts of things. Most of them had clothing of one type or another for sale.
I stopped at the first ATM I found but when I tried my credit card the message told me that the card wasn't valid. I tried it again and the same message came up. 'That bitch she froze my credit card!' I guess I said that a little too loud as this older couple looked up and moved away from me as they walked past. I was glad my bank account was mine and I had been saving money there for some time to come on this trip. I put it in and punched my pin number in. Selecting the maximum amount, I could pull out at one time I waited. Sure enough the machine dispensed the money and I headed for what looked like the cheapest place I could. Before walking into the lobby I wrapped my blanket over my shoulders and checked in.
They didn't ask for ID, thankfully, and took me to my room. I paid for a week in advance and asked where there was a boutique that had clothing close by. They told me how to get there and let me know where the laundry room was. I guess they have a lot of weekly and monthly guests that stay there as the room had a small kitchenette in it. I closed the door behind the lobby attendant and walked into the bathroom.
It had a full length on the back of the bathroom door and the wall above the sink was all mirror with makeup lights running the length. I stripped off my shirt and hung it over the shower rod so it could dry and did the same with my shorts. 'I guess I might as well get this over with.' I know my legs, feet, chest and hair were all different than they had been just the day before. I closed my eyes and turned to face the door and the full mirror. I stood five feet ten inches, with tan skin, black hair, brown eyes and although I didn't work out I was not flabby either.
When I opened my eyes the reflection showed me a sight I thought I would never see. Standing there in the mirror was young woman about five-foot seven with blond hair, green eyes, and curves in all the right places. I lifted my left arm and the image in the mirror did the same. I thought to myself I have to be dreaming there is no way I walked into the ocean a man on the verge of suicide and emerged a young blond bombshell. I cupped my breasts in my hands and the image did the same. Judging from the size and the way they spilled over my hands just a little I was guessing I was a C cup but I would have to measure myself just to be sure.
Everyone that is in an erotic scene is of consenting age. This gender bending tale will take you on a journey where Andy's dreams come true and she finds herself.
I had to investigate this further but I knew I couldn't do that here on the beach. I reached into my small bag that I had brought with me yesterday. My wallet and phone were still there, I grabbed my wallet and saw that my identification still looked the way I did yesterday. My credit cards and bank card were still there so I decided to find an ATM and get myself a room. Preferably in a hotel that had a gift shop or was close to a clothing store. All up and down the beach were places I could rent for a little while along with little boutiques that had all sorts of things. Most of them had clothing of one type or another for sale.
I stopped at the first ATM I found but when I tried my credit card the message told me that the card wasn't valid. I tried it again and the same message came up. 'That bitch she froze my credit card!' I guess I said that a little too loud as this older couple looked up and moved away from me as they walked past. I was glad my bank account was mine and I had been saving money there for some time to come on this trip. I put it in and punched my pin number in. Selecting the maximum amount, I could pull out at one time I waited. Sure enough the machine dispensed the money and I headed for what looked like the cheapest place I could. Before walking into the lobby I wrapped my blanket over my shoulders and checked in.
They didn't ask for ID, thankfully, and took me to my room. I paid for a week in advance and asked where there was a boutique that had clothing close by. They told me how to get there and let me know where the laundry room was. I guess they have a lot of weekly and monthly guests that stay there as the room had a small kitchenette in it. I closed the door behind the lobby attendant and walked into the bathroom.
It had a full length on the back of the bathroom door and the wall above the sink was all mirror with makeup lights running the length. I stripped off my shirt and hung it over the shower rod so it could dry and did the same with my shorts. 'I guess I might as well get this over with.' I know my legs, feet, chest and hair were all different than they had been just the day before. I closed my eyes and turned to face the door and the full mirror. I stood five feet ten inches, with tan skin, black hair, brown eyes and although I didn't work out I was not flabby either.
When I opened my eyes the reflection showed me a sight I thought I would never see. Standing there in the mirror was young woman about five-foot seven with blond hair, green eyes, and curves in all the right places. I lifted my left arm and the image in the mirror did the same. I thought to myself I have to be dreaming there is no way I walked into the ocean a man on the verge of suicide and emerged a young blond bombshell. I cupped my breasts in my hands and the image did the same. Judging from the size and the way they spilled over my hands just a little I was guessing I was a C cup but I would have to measure myself just to be sure.
Everyone that is in an erotic scene is of consenting age. This gender bending tale will take you on a journey where Andy's dreams come true and she finds herself.
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