This one was written over a year ago, but was basically forgotten as the aeons passed by. It came to light as, frustrated by how I wouldn't be able to finish any new story so soon, I searched for old stories I had started but never finished. This was almost done and, with just a few adjustments and corrections, it was ready to launch!
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Sweet toxin
“Most of this stuff could go to trash, hun. I’m not saying this to hurt you, just being honest,” Akio carefully spoke with Beth, holding an iron teapot on his hand, its surface so rusty you wouldn’t need an expert to confirm it had no monetary value. At the other side of the living room, the brunette got up from the couch, looking at the object Akio brought from the attic. “Ah, that belonged to my granny. Look, let's just put everything in there inside boxes and once we are at your place we decide what to do, ‘kay?” She walked towards the attic, skirting boxes and boxes she already finished filling.
“All I'm saying is that my apartment won’t have enough space,” he justified himself, following her up stairs. “I’m not exactly rich to own a house like your parent's,” the young man added, looking at the amount of Beth’s stuff still unpacked in the room they now faced. “Also… We are running out of boxes,” he carefully continued. Beth let out an upset groan. Aiko turned away from her, and kept packing everything he found. But suddenly, a small fetish caught his attention: it was a small statue, made of what seemed to be bronze. It resembled a snake, though half of its body was standing, as if it was ready to lunge. “Beth, what is this?” Akio asked, doing his best not to laugh. “Oh fuck, I didn’t remember that. Just throw that horrible thing away. David gave me some weeks after I broke up with him. The bitch knew I hate snakes. But I thought it may have some value, so I just threw it up here. I'm glad I forgot it exists until now,” she explained, looking away with a face of displeasure.
“I’m going to buy more boxes. Just pack everything you can,” she rushed downstairs. It took barely a minute until the front door opened and the car engine could be heard. Through the attic’s window, Akio watched Beth’s car leaving. He knew this would be stressful to her. Actually, to both of them. They were a young couple, and the decision to live together was a major step, not exactly appreciated by Beth’s parents. To avoid drama, they decided to get everything while they celebrated their marriage anniversary on the beach . However, this meant a lot more work for both of them.
Akio had almost forgotten about the statue in his hand until he turned back to the few empty boxes. There was something weird with that thing, the way its eyes sparkled with a red glimmer… He came closer, trying to figure out if it could somehow be something precious and, for a fraction of second, he thought the eyes were staring back at him. Then, all of a sudden, the snake lunged, biting his neck. Akio screamed and took a step back, the voice of a man echoing in the attic. “Yo Beth! I just want you to remember my name everytime you look at your pathetic face in the mirror now, you cold blooded freak!” The voice laughed, Akio just realizing where it came from when the snake on his neck faded, disappearing in a metallic dust.
He coughed, his neck aching as if he was stabbed. He could feel the blood dripping. ‘I need to get to the phone...’ He thought, his vision blurring as he walked towards the stairs. ‘What the fuck was that? That couldn’t be a real snake...’ He coughed again, feeling his whole body weak. The stair was barely a step ahead when his body crumbled, his legs failing to move, their lack of movement taking him down with a loud thud. “HELP!” He cried, his legs not responding to his desperate attempts to get up. His shouts, though, were suppressed by a sudden coughing fit, driving him to hold his neck with both hands, desperately trying to breathe. For a second, he did wonder what could be choking him, but the horrible answer came when his tongue suddenly hanged out, longer than a dog’s.
Unable to keep screaming, Akio started crawling to the stairs, feeling dreadful twitches in his tongue, sometimes even seeing it moving in front of his eyes. Though the worst was happening with the lower part of his body, tingles going from his spine to every spot he could feel; the floor underneath seemed hotter now and, slowly, crawling was getting easier. Akio looked down, to the stairs, wondering how he would even be able to crawl down such a steep set of steps. Instinctively, he looked back to his legs and, letting out an hideous hissed scream that overcame the difficulty he was having to produce sounds, Akio fell to the floor underneath him, the red tail that used to be his legs bumping against some steps of the staircase, ripping the remnant pieces of cloth that once were his pants and underwear.
Not only it was crimson red, it was also scaly; easily surpassing 6ft in length, its cold surface touched the floor. “Sssnake!” Akio screamed, his tongue hissing unwittingly. His attention dragged to it, he stared as his tongue moved in front of his face from time to time, almost automatically. It wasn’t swollen anymore, but actually pretty slim and inhuman. Hissing, Akio tried to crawl to the front door, his slower body almost moving on its own to help him. He was too slow, though, and his time limited: he could not only feel the scales multiplying through his body, but also feel it getting colder, slippery and… Slim?
Although the man was almost sure he was getting thinner, some parts of his body seemed to be going the other way around: his tail seemed to swing more and more as he moved, as if it was getting thicker to better fit his hips; his chest felt inflated, weirdly painful from his fall, even though his arms covered it; and to make it worse, his vision was fading, his notion of his surroundings changing. Akio blinked twice, thinking the fading vision was the reason for the pink stripes in front of his eyes. At this point, though, realizing they were pink hair tips, impossibly growing from his once shaved head, wasn’t the strangest occurrence in his day. The hair touched his shoulders and tickled his cheeks, forcing Akio to move it away with his hands. As he expected, his hands were slim and girly, with scales already growing on them (at this point, he was mostly probably covered by them, from his cheeks to his rear). In his desperation, he barely noticed the increased weight on his bottom, where the tingly sensation os scales growing denoted a still on-going expansion.
The only relief Akio felt is that his genitals seemed to be untouched so far: he didn’t know what a snake penis was like, but he certainly didn’t want to find out this way. His hopes didn’t save him, though, and as the scales finally touched his dick, he hissed in panic. Looking at it in confusion, he was surprised to see they weren’t in fact covering his dick: they were, de facto, growing on it, but to absorb rather than to cover it! It was a painful experience, as his balls and cock seemed to crush under the red scales, but a weirdly warm and relieving sensation followed it. Akio hissed once more as an electric current went down his spine and a feeling of void surged just where his “human” half connected to his snake tail. The pleasure, though, came from multiple parts of his new lower half, as if the neural connections that once belonged to his penis were spreading through it.
As the tip of his tail rubbed against the floor, a weirdly pleasurable stimulus could be felt, until Akio concluded he wouldn’t be able to keep crawling without raising it. Humiliated and desperate, he once again found strength to keep moving, almost reaching the door when the final strike hit him: pressure built up from where his chest touched the floor. He tried to ignore it, but as he kept slithering, the more painful it was, reaching the uncanny levels of a pleasurable pain. Using all the strength his slim arms had, he lifted his upper body, in shock realizing his chest seemed to be glued to the floor.
Fortunately, it was not glued: but from his chest, growing breasts pushed him down, stretching his shirt, his last string of dignity, to its limits. He tried to hold his tits with his hands, only to collide on the ground with a painful thud. He felt as those giant orbs were going to crush his hands, his swollen nipples easily being felt through the ripping clothes. As his tits finally burst out, he gave up, resting on them with a moan. In a mix of pain and pleasure he pressed them against the body, feeling as his hardening nipples, crushed against the stone floor, met not a cold surface, but rather one which temperature seemed to be close to the snake girl’s body. She moaned, turning her chest up, her breasts meeting light for the first time as her ass lewdly pressed against the floor. On top of the panic, humiliation and fear, the girl felt a disturbing sensation of arousal.
***
“Akio, I need help here!” Beth shouted, opening the door. She didn’t expect to spend almost an hour out just to find a place with suitable boxes. Without hearing an answer, she grabbed some of her load and entered the place. Akio was nowhere to be seen, nor could she hear his footsteps coming from the attic. “Babe, where are you?” She shouted once more, walking towards the floor above her. But when she crossed her room, she stopped, hearing a weird sound from behind the closed door. It sounded like a soft slap or rather… “Come on honey, are you really doing it now? We have a lot of stuff to…” Beth dropped the boxes, unable to speak as she stared at the creature inside in horror. On her bed was the lamia that barely resembled Akio, her weight about to break the wooden structure. The tip of her long tail found its way to the lamia’s mouth, as she swallowed it in a lewd demonstration of self fellatio. Absorbed in her own pleasure, the snake girl didn’t hear any of the shouts from her girlfriend.
Realizing Beth’s presence, the lamia panicked, letting her tail go. “Bethsss! I need help! It’sss me! Pleassse, that ssss-ss-statue did ssomet...” But her hissing voice could no longer be heard as Beth screamed in panic. Stumbling on her own foot, Beth ran, screaming the louder she could. The lamia tried her best to follow her, crawling as if she was born with that body, until Beth fainted in the middle of the living room. The snake grabbed the woman in her arms, panicking, unsure as to how to proceed. How would Beth believe her, what were they going to do to solve this? All those questions stormed in her mind, but the snake couldn’t focus on any of them, for her tail was still tingling, craving attention. The lamia decided she would find out what to do, she would flee from Beth and make David turn her back… But she wouldn’t be able to do any of that without first finding relief.
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