Ariel gasped as the last of the sea foam dissolved around her newly formed legs. The waves lapped at her naked body on the rocky shore, her fiery red hair plastered to her pale skin. Her throat burned from the potion Ursula had forced down her gullet. No voice. No tail. Just these strange, trembling limbs that felt like they belonged to someone else. She tried to stand, but her knees buckled immediately, sending her sprawling face-first into the wet sand. The sun beat down mercilessly, drying the saltwater on her skin.

"Arre waah, kya cheez hai yeh?" (Wow, what is this thing?) a rough male voice called out from the nearby fishing boat that had just pulled ashore.