Costume

By Nate Walis

In the world of exotic performance art, the greatest spoils go to those who are prepared to push the boundaries and make the greatest sacrifices for the sake of their art. Sophie Higgson would very much like to reap such rewards, but is it worth the cost of exchanging her legs for the sensuous curves of a mermaid's tail? In times past the very idea would have been a flight of fantasy, but as Sophie soon discovers, the cutting edge science of extreme body modification means that what was once the stuff of fairy-tales is fast becoming an almost every day occurrence. And the question still remains, will she allow herself to undergo the surgery required in order to become a part of that new world herself?

This story is just a sample of those available in "The Retreat Omnibus" by the same author and available for download soon from Smashwords.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nate Walis
• Release date: Jul 21, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310592669

Nate Walis

I'm a writer living in the United Kingdom who works in many different genres, but finds, unsurprisingly, that erotica is one which often motivates me to be creative in ways and at times when others do not. I am always eager to hear from anyone who is interested in or has read my work, to discuss the things about which I write and exchange thoughts on any number of subjects. So please don't hesitate to drop me a line or let me know if there's anything that you like about my work or that you think I should be putting in there that I haven't already. And if you like what you read, you can always email me at: [e-mail]

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Costume

From: The Retreat Omnibus

Nate Walis

Smashwords Edition

Original Copyright 2009 Nate Walis

Smashwords Edition Copyright 2014 Nate Walis

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Cover by Gibson Iurfan

The door to the room swung open and banged against the wall with a dull thud that jarred Sophie's teeth and reminded her of the headache she had woken up with more than six hours ago. Silently she thanked empty space for the small mercy that her shift was finally over for the night. It might have been nothing to look at, but at that exact moment in time the six feet by four of the dressing room was the most welcoming thing in the world. It had everything she wanted, a door and four walls between her and the rest of humanity.

From her vantage point, Sophie could make out only the legs of the battered dresser and stool, the oriental screen in the far corner that swallowed up the rest of the room, hiding the tiny shower and toilet, was a blur of faded colour in the corner of her eye. The carpet felt far better on the palms of the hands than the cold tiles of the corridor as she pulled herself into the room towards the stool. When the exposed skin of her stomach rubbed across the carpet it gave her a fresh burst of energy and a second later she cast a hand out and took hold of the nearest leg.

She paused there for a moment to gaze back over her shoulder and regard the progress she had made. Half the battle was over as she had covered half the way into the room and her upper half was fully inside. The fact was that she needed to check her progress before trying to shut the door for fear of misjudging and slamming the damn thing on the length of her tail that still trailed out behind her into the corridor.

Sophie turned over onto her back and drew her tail up as far as possible so that the blue scales rested and inch or two from her chin and the paler flukes which flared out at the end crept into the room. Once they had joined her, she rolled onto her side and swung the door shut with a flip of the end of the tail.

Now she was alone, she paused and rummaged around in a drawer at the bottom of the dresser. Rummaging around among the contents she cursed under her breath as the webs between her fingers got very much in the way. A tone matching her tail-flukes, the webs churned through the junk in the drawer and made her drop the object of her search twice before she tossed a pack of cigarettes onto the top of the dresser.

Pulling her tail round and under her buttocks, Sophie wriggled around until the end and the flukes were right under her rear end. From there she heaved herself up belly-first onto the seat of the stool and