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You tremble in anticipation of the grotesque transformation that awaits you in the blue scepter. What you actually get, however, is even more terrible that you had imagined.
A blue flash, and from behind you hear a loud hiss. Quaking, you turn around and find yourself face to face with a huge, 40-ft long anaconda.
The snake opens its mouth, exposing fangs dripping with venom. You turn around and try to make a break for it. You don't get very far.
Quicker than light the snake's mouth is around your ankles, knees, hips, shoulders. You scream in agony as the snake's muscles force you down it's digestive tract, and the last thing you see in daylight before your head is swallowed is the wicked, grinning face of the Countess.
But, amazingly, the story isn't over, even though you would have liked it to be. You still have consciousness inside the snake. Its muscles and skin are pulled so tightly over you that you can't blink. You certainly can't scream as the digestive acids eat away at your flesh and bone.
Or do they? The acids have eaten away inwards, towards you, dissolving your bones below your waist. Strangely, however, although you can feel the acids at your torso, they seem to be moving away from you, outwards, towards the body of the snake.
Suddenly - Light! You can see! You blink and rub your eyes. It must have been a miracle! You just survived being eaten alive by a giant anaconda.
But survival has its price, as you soon discover. Happy to be alive, you still have the nagging suspicion that all is not quite right.
Your eyes, finally adjusted to the light, search wildly around the empty white box. Your heart sinks. You're still in the Countess' dungeon.
The big surprise comes when you look down. You scream. And scream. And scream.
It looks like the anaconda hadn't finished digesting you quite yet.It was constricting you so tightly, it has now become a part of you. Where your legs once were is now the lower body of a 40-ft snake. You try to move your legs but you slither instead. The acids have left you with half a snake for a body. A forked tongue darts from between your teeth, and you scream again. You cover your mouth to keep the evil tongue from escaping only to find two dagger fangs. Your back and sides, as well as the backs of your arms, are covered in the glossy scales of the deadly anaconda. Your breasts, newly enlarged, are scaly on the sides but milky white on the front, as is your abdomen.
You scream. Again. It ends in a hiss. You have become a freak of nature, a huge snake-woman. You beat your scaled fists against the glass wall. It wasn't enough to have the horror of being eaten alive by an anaconda. Now you've become the anaconda.
Written by Finny Fiona (edited by wanderer)
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