Robin awoke sometime deep in the night. She opened dual
eyelids, solid and clear, and gazed at her alarm clock.
“Ssssuch a sssstrange dream,” she mused, half aware that she was not dreaming.
No, my precccioussss, you are quite awake, came the snake’s voice from within. We have almosssst finished transsssforming.
She blinked once more, before flicking her tongue out into the air. It was now a dark black, forked along the last of its length. She tasted her own arousal in the air, her own serpentine scent, and smiled broadly.
Her attention turned to her mirror. She saw herself through the darkness with the slit eyes of a reptile, a humanoid snake woman, devoid of hair or visible ears and nose. Her mouth was slightly distended; she knew her face was slowly pushing itself into a reptilian snout. Experimentally, she opened her mouth, now much wider than before, and watched two pairs of sharp needle-like fangs unfold themselves from the roof and lower plate of her mouth.
“Lucioussss,” she hissed. “Am I venemoussss?”
You will be ssssoon, my dear, the serpent hissed in her mind. Anyone injected with your venom will transsssform assss you have.
Robin hissed in delight. As wonderful as her facial changes were, she knew there were more all along her body. She wanted, needed, to see.
Casually, Robin began to peel away the layers of blankets. She found the cool air uncomfortable, and contented herself with poking her flexible neck into the top of the wrappings.
She gazed down at her new serpentine body, long and sleek. Her breasts were still relatively human, though now much larger and firmer, covered with scales. Her stomach bore thick plates, to aid her in slithering where she needed to go. Twin horizontal vaginas were nestled between two pairs of flexible scales where her crotch should have been, perfect to accommodate the twin phalli of the snake. Beneath them, her legs had grown together into one long, flexible serpent’s tail. She twisted and curled it, delighting in her newfound dexterity.
Her new body no longer frightened her. Robin had steadily grown to accept her fate, even to savor it. The thought of being human now repulsed her. The thought of humans of any kind repulsed her.
“I am sssstill partially human. How much longer until I am a ssssnake?”
Not long. Oncccce you are complete, you sssshall lay me assss an egg, from which I sssshall emerge. Then, we begin creating our kingdom.
“By changing humanssss into ssssnakessss, like ussss?”
Of coursssse, my Queen.
Robin smiled broadly at the thought.
Sun Apr 14 19:18:29 2002