The sign reads
"Welcome all new travellers.
To continue you must go through a series of doors.
After going through you will pick a costume. You will then become a half- human and half that creature.
After a week(100 mins a hour,20 hrs a day,10 days a week) has passed you may morph and get another costume. To start of with you will only be able to become 40% human to 60% human.
If you put on a costume you will then become that creature, be teleported to it's home town and have to wait a week before being able to morph.
After 50 costumes you may change into one of your other costumes and become 30% to 70% human. When changing costumes you must wait at least an hour before you can change costumes again.
100 different species/gender costumes allows you to gender-morph and become 20% to 80% human
200 different species costumes allows you to combine costumes and become 10% to 90% human
400 different species costumes allows you to return to your world with no more morphing
And 800 different species costumes makes a polymorph and allows you to morph outside of this world.
Also if you have a costume like a centaur then the human part will always be human and is counted towards the human percentage.
Any gender/species transformation magic of yours can only change your gender(if you have at least 100 costumes) and the animal part to a different animal.
When you change into a different costume (that you already have) you may teleport to that species home town but you will have the week penalty where you have no costume changes.
If you die while wearing a costume you will be reborn at the local inn (or appropriate location ). If you have more then 100 costumes you will lose the costume you had when you died and go to an appropriate place for your next costume.
If you fail to make it out in 100 years(100 weeks in a year) one of your possible forms will be chosen and you will be permanently stuck in that form(apart from magic) until you die. Also there will be no possibility of going back to your world.
Also, one final note: should you take a female form and become pregnant, you won't be able to change your gender until the child is born, though the other aspects of your form may change (the child will change to match.) That is all, and good luck!
You realise that you have to do what the sign said to do and go through the doors and grab a costume.
Alternatively you could use the key system to determine the room
Illustrated by catprog
Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are two more doors however and both of them have a sign on them saying
Costume room for
So which door do you want
Illustrated by catprog
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.<P/>There are five costumes in this room, all of them female, all of them are normal land creatures.
- Snake <li><span class="female">Wolf</span></li>
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
You look around the room, you see a variety of shelves around the walls, each labeled and what appeared to be a variety of animal costumes, better than trying to leave naked you think to yourself, you walk over to the nearest shelf, upon closer inspection you see all the costumes are labeled with an animal and the gender. You groan to yourself as you come to the realisation that all the costumes are female. "I should have ducked in the other room..."
You look over the costumes, trying to find a suitable one. You finaly choose a canine costume, it seemed to be a female german shepherd costume. With a gulp you drop the towel around your waist and step into the costume, pulling on the legs and then the arms. As you pull the zip up the fur seems to flow across your body, you gulp and try to stop but the costume seems to have taken control of your arm and contiunes to pull it up all the way. Once the zipper is up to the top it comes off and you can move the arm of your own will again.
There is a pulling senstation from between your legs and you groan, knowing what was happening down there without even looking. As you do you feel a few pulling senstations, your chest flowing into the costume, filling out the extra bust space.
The senstation flows out down your legs as the costume skin merges with your own, when it reaches your ankles and feet you wince as you feel the bones shifting and reshaping to a more animalistic configuration, the momentary weakness because of this causes you to drop to your knees.
As you look up from the ground, you think that you must be loosing it, seeing that somehow the room is fading out and there is a new room forming around you, a bedroom with a full length mirror appearing on the wall before you.
In the mirror you see yourself and you look closer a shocked expression on your all the more canine looking face. "s-six breasts?!" you think out loud, though your voice sounds more barky than usual, and maybe even an octive or so higher.
Your arms didnt seem to have changed much, maybe grown a little longer and more feminine, though now ending in canine looking hand/paws with claws rather than hands.
Your body shape changes, filling out the feminine proportions of the costume, leaving your head and face the last change to take place. You gulp, feeling the change flow up your spine from yout newly formed tail. Your jaws and nose stretch out into a new and very canine shaped muzzle.
Your ears prick up as they elongate and move up your head around the same time as your muzzle forming. You hear the wind rustling the leaves outside the window, which is quite a supprise as you could've sworn the door used to be where the window is now located. Then you go blind for a few seconds as your eyes reshape and the transformation make them a part of your new body .
Once you are again able to see, you stagger over to the dresser against the wall, getting used to using your new paws and the new balance of your reshaped body. The ID on the dresser catches your eye, it has your name, and a picture of your new form, it looked the same as the you from the mirror. How could this've happened? You take a deep breath upon seeing that next to sex on the ID, you are labeled "bitch". "Great!" you think aloud, "they actually used bitch, not female."
Written by Catprog + Disota on 21 February 2012
The room is pretty basic. Opening the closest you find a selection of clothes but they are all designed to show off your enlarged chest. You grumble "Not only am I female, I have to advertise the fact?" You walk into the closet and look through the clothes, hoping to find something less revealing, but to no avail. The further back you look, the skimpier the clothes get. With a groan, you eventually pick out the least revealing outfit you can find, a yellow button down shirt with holes places specifically to show off your three cleavages. You find that there are no pants, or even skirts, and all of the shirts stop above the waist...it looked like these shirts were all you had.
There is a knock on the door. "Are you in there?" a male voice called. With a gasp, you hurry to put on the shirt before the door is opened. "The door is locked, I can't enter from this side," you hear from the outside. A sigh of relief escapes your lips, but you know you can't just stay in this room forever. Figuring that you might as well get it over with, you walk towards the door.
You open the door and on the other side is a male. "Is this your first costume?" he asks.
You nod. "I don't know why the wizard gives the bitches so few clothing options."
"He runs the whole costumeverse, or at the least he set it up. The costumes are triggers to change you and move you to another world."
"What for?" you ask, angry that anyone would dare do this to you.
"I think he wants to create a perfect world. So, by putting random people in at random times, many different worlds are created for him to compare. There are all sort of creatures in the other worlds, too, even some that only exist in the costumeverse now."
"Am I stuck here?"
"Only for about a fortnight, then you can get another costume and move onto the next world."
"And how long am I going to be stuck going from world to world?"
"well 400 costumes allow you to go home, 800 to be fully human-"
"800?!" you interrupt. "I don't want to have to go through this 800 times!" Your breasts jiggle uncomfortably as you stomp your foot in rage.
"You should of read the sign, it is in the main room"
"but.." you start till he interrupts you.
"Now we need to find you a job for the fortnight."
"I have to work?"
"Yes, there is no charity here. You should of been given a bunch of skills that we need, though."
"Skills? What sort of skills?"
"Well woodcutting, hauling, taking care of babies for example," he answers "We will see, if you follow me please." He turned and walked down a hallway, beckoning for you to walk behind him.
You follow and notice most of the females are dressed more conservatively. You point it out and he smiles "Yeah there is a big market in new clothing for bitches. It is one of their first purchases in most cases."
"I see," you say "So how long do I have to work for new clothes?"
"Oh, only about a days work on average for basic clothes."
You nod "I guess I should get a job quickly then."
He nods "So what do you want to do?"
Written by catprog + llirbwerdnadivad on 26 February 2012
The strange man’s options didn’t seem appealing to you, despite this, you knew that you couldn’t just sit around doing nothing in particular. Or maybe you could? Maybe it was another option? With such endless choices at your disposal, you may never know the life you could have lived. Anyway, it was clear that he wasn’t the only one waiting for you.
“Well? What do you choose?” His gruff voice jolted you back into reality. Shocked, you jumped slightly as your tail quivered behind you.
“Umm.” you stood for a moment, looking yourself up and down. The absolutely inappropriate clothes you had on. Your anxious mind raced “what kind of job would even let me get away with dressing like this?” you thought.
“We don’t have all day, miss.” For a moment you forgot about the allure of your new body, and the way he addressed you made you uncomfortable. His subtle glances made it even more so.
“Can I just work for myself?” you asked, folding your slender arms across your top row of breasts.
“Alrighteyo!” he said, before promptly leaving you in the room. “Wifi password should be on the paper by your desk!” was the last thing you heard as the large wooden door shut.
“Uhh! Wait!” but by that time it was too late. He had already left you to your own devices. You slumped, annoyed, and confused. Your dark brown ears flopped onto your face, and with an aggravated huff you blew the furred appendage from in front of your eye. “Ugh, now what.”
Written by Driftingdragon on 04 November 2020
Left to your own devices, there wasn’t much you could figure to do. Freelancing wasn’t something they taught in your school prior, and even then, what kind of job could a bit- uhh, an individual of your stature do in order to make some money around here.
“He said it was by the paper…” You turned in the small confined room. “Where am I even?” it took you a moment for you to catch your bearings. A bed, A cabinet, A computer desk, A television, It seemed to you as if there were a plethora of options before you, though for some reason, the computer seemed to stand out to you the most. “The paper…”
Your eyes scanned the desk for whatever you could find, but to your surprise, the entire desk was filled with papers. All sorts of things were scattered across the wooden tabletop, from tiny texted printing paper, some colorful construction paper, even a few square sheets of origami paper.
“What the heck!” you said. “Which paper was it?” you fondled around for a few minutes, and it seemed as though it would have been impossible to find the password. Your mind was growing exhausted.
Written by Driftingdragon on 07 November 2020
You searched through the messy drawers, underneath the bed sheets, even in your dresser once again. To your surprise, you found a hidden door nestled in the very back of the enormous wooden box.
“What the…” you said to yourself as you knocked on the hard wooden surface. “Hollow?” you said with surprise. There was a tiny notch on the flat surface, like a handle obscuring the perfectly flush covering. With all of your strength, you hooked your slender fingers onto the latch in the wood, and pulled hard. It took enough force for you to lean backwards out of the wardrobe, and you thought about how weird it would have looked if the mysterious guy would have come back.
Suddenly, your body was thrown backwards at the mercy of gravity and you felt the heavy thud of your body against the shag rug carpeting. For a moment you laid out on the floor, winded and confused, until you looked in your hand, surprised to see the wooden slat had fallen away.
“Oh?” you thought to yourself. “I guess I got it open.” you took a moment to look at the rectangular panel as your hands mindlessly gripped at the corners. When you realized what you had done, you immediately sprung upwards again, sticking your head into the wardrobe curiously to see what was behind the panel.
To your surprise, you realize that behind the panel of wood was an entrance to an air vent. It was one of those old and large metal systems; large enough for you to crawl through it. Your interest was much more than peaked, something seemed to draw you in, despite being absolutely terrified about what was within.
From the angle you were at, your sensitive eyes could make out what little light reflected from the metal slats. You could tell that there were three directions you could have gone in, besides a path going straight, farther than your eyes could see, there were two more branching paths to each side. Which one will you take?
Written by Driftingdragon on 04 December 2020
Stuffing yourself past the entrance was an easy task. You took a moment to assess your situation as you slid even farther into the vent. Right away, you noticed that you had a new set of skills and senses that you were quite excited to try out. Firstly, your eyes were fully adjusted to the darkness, and you could more easily look around your surroundings without struggle. Secondly, you realized that your sense of smell was even more powerful than before. And finally, you were able to move around easily on all fours.
After a quick moment of pondering, you came to a crossroads. You analyzed your surroundings. In one direction, the rank smell of natural gas was leaking from the left, the space within seemed to shrink a bit as you went down, or maybe that was just the way the perspective was. You looked to the right and noticed that there was no smell, and comparatively, it didn’t seem to become tight as quickly.
Your decision was clear. You were going to the right. It took awhile for you to begin to see a white light coming out from the other side of the tunnel.
Written by Driftingdragon on 09 December 2020
The closer you got to the bright white light, you realized that you couldn’t have continued like that. Patiently, you waited for your eyes to adjust from the overwhelming sensory at the mouth of the cave.
“Like hell I’m just crawling out into whatever the hell awaits me out there.” you thought to yourself, sensibly. It was actually quite relaxing, taking a moment to figure out what you would do next as you begin to adapt to your new environment. Ears perked up, peeking over the side, and hair bristling along your neck, to your surprise, you find yourself looking into a deep circular pit.
“What could have created this?” you pondered as your eyes scanned what was above and below you. Peering downwards, deep into the darkness, it seemed like the bottom was lined with a soft looking white fibrous material. “Cobwebs?” You squinted. “No, it couldn’t be.” it was just your eyes playing tricks on you. A cold breeze wafted out from the depths of the cave, as if there was a breeze flowing straight through the tunnel. Your mind pondered just where that deep cave could have led to.
As you thought about it, you looked upwards. The bright light cascading down upon you like a waterfall of warm yellow light. Your face felt warm against the sun’s radiation, the air flowing upwards seemed to lift you out of the confines of mother earth’s mouth. In that moment, your body seemed to have the strength and enthusiasm to claw your way out of this sticky situation.
Written by Driftingdragon on 15 December 2020
You could feel it within the pit of your stomach. The drive to escape. One hand after the other, your dark claws dug deep into the crumbling earth around you. With the help of the tangle of green vines growing from the cave walls- possibly even roots- the clusters worked as appropriate footholds for the powerful digitigrade canine legs craning your body upwards like a well worked machine.
Before long, you found yourself clawing at scratchy grass around the final horizontal ledge it took for you to escape. Panting and with a sweaty moist tongue, which hung from your mouth as you regulated your body temperature, you looked around to get a better understanding of where you were at. To one side of you, it seemed like a huge half-buried underground facility. The hard white concrete jutted out from the red soils like an ugly bone pillar shooting into the earth like a deep-cutting knife.
You were taken aback by the sheer size of the four towering walls before you. Something about this seemed really off. The only other thing that would have trumped the size of the facility was an enormous span of trees before you. Thick vines and branches performing acrobatics as their limbs curved towards the light. Bright yellow dots danced on green and brown swathes of reddish earth. Their roots swirled like croissants beneath the dappled sunlight filtering through. This situation seemed a bit more appropriate for you.
When you were finished pondering your choices, the voices of your family members chanted their dogma into your subconscious.
“Remember. If you ever get lost, just stay in the same place until you’re found.” You blinked your eyes in confusion.
“Why did I remember that right now?” with a tilted head and an adorably confused expression on your face, you wondered if you could beat the old traditional tales from your past. For some reason, the first thing you ever could have known about this seemed to be the most right to you. Or maybe, that’s because you were told that?
Written by Driftingdragon on 18 December 2020
You had to address the elephant in the room. What was this odd facility you just came across. It was clear you had just come from here, so what was everything all about? Something didn’t seem to add up here, and your gut told you that it had everything to do with this eerie presence.
It took a moment, but soon after slowly padding your way to a ridge overlooking the main entrance; a vantage point, overlooking the building, you began evaluating how you could find more information about this strange place. Though it wasn’t heavily guarded, only one guard, and what seemed to be a few surveillance cameras were the first thing you noticed. From above you were also able to check out the lower levels nestled deeper within a pit in the earth which seemed to be thousands of meters deep. Your focused eyes peered far down onto the lower level and noticed that you could see the tops of peoples’ heads below.
“Glass?” The idea came to you as you continued to consider your options.
Written by Driftingdragon on 24 December 2020
“Why not just walk through the front door?” you thought to yourself. It doesn’t seem to be that heavily guarded. “There’s just one guy, and I bet I can talk him into letting me in.” you pondered, though you didn’t know if it was a good idea. The thought had already hyped you up, and you felt as though you couldn’t have wasted your energy hyping yourself up for something you weren’t going to do.
Dutifully, you smoothed out your tight little crop top slightly, as if you could have pulled the thin material over your tight short shorts. You tried not to think about your altered anatomy, and removed any possibility of the guard taking into consideration your outfit from your mind. You padded your way down the more shallow path into the ravine from the main road into the city; amazed by the enormous watch-towers overseeing the entrance of the facility. You felt smell as the looming concrete presence hung high in the air above you.
“Hope it doesn’t fall” you thought to yourself as you gracefully moved beneath the overhang. It only took you a few paces to pass beneath it and greet the single guard. When you looked at him, you realized the young man was more heavily armed than you expected.
“Halt, what’s your business here?!” His voice sounded overly aggressive in tone, his deep calls were like a sack of marbles rattling around in his throat. You were jarred when you met eyes with the guard, yet to your surprise, his left eye was nothing but a leathery pit of skin where an eye should have been. He cared not to hide it with a patch, maybe it was an intimidation tactic? He gripped his weapon and held it up to you as you walked within feet of him. You noticed he was a fellow German Shepard, and you knew this could go one of two ways, his ferocity and appeal captured your interests.
Written by Driftingdragon on 27 December 2020
Your anxiety was in full swing. Quivering pupils darted around in panic, seeing another person in this world seemed to strike fear into your heart. You became hyper focused on the sharp corners of a nearby rock. Alas, the disciplined knight-wannabe anticipated your attack from the moment you clumsily bent over to grab the hard mineral.
A harsh clang ran out through the environment as the hard tip of his sword negated your projectile attack. He jabbed at you with the long tooth of a spear of his; skillfully, you dodged, only ending up with a scrap of your already revealing tank top ripped off. A small tussle became a much larger struggle, before finally dissolving into an all out fist fight between you and the guard. He punched you in the face, you kicked his long range weapon far from his grasp, and he regained access to it by tripping you before you could get to it.
For a moment, you felt as if this fight could have gone on forever, as if every punch thrown was unfolding in slow motion around you. A strength flowed throughout your body much stronger than anything you have ever felt before, and despite the pain ringing through your body like a church bell, it was almost exhilitarting to fight someone surprisingly unqualified for this job.
In a flash, without even noticing, you ended up behind the guard. Maybe he tripped, or fell over you or something, anyway, your mind was racing.
Written by Driftingdragon on 30 December 2020
“Jump!” Something told you, in the heat of the moment, you launched yourself into the air at the random command. As if it were magic, your slender arms wrapped effortlessly around his neck, you locked your arms together where they bent, and you could feel the clogged airways of your adversary as he gasped for air.
You were almost winded when he fell backwards, onto your body as you clung to him, choking the life out of your first kill. He clawed at your wrists, drawing dark red smears of blood from the delicate flesh hidden beneath the parting fur on your forearms. The pain was bearable, and you continued to put pressure on both sides of his neck as his struggling body began to slowly struggle… less.
“There we go” You say as you make sure he is done. “Now for that crap.” You directed your attention back at the surveillance cameras. At first they were slowly blinking a neon green, but now they’re solid red. “That must mean something.” you optimistically giggled at yourself, trying to put the thought of what may be next far in the back of your head. Without another word, you began your trek into the mysterious building.
Written by Driftingdragon on 03 January 2021
“Oh yeah” you said aloud. “Incriminating evidence.” you covered your face with your shirt and destroyed the three sets of cameras pointed directly at the front door. “That way, they won’t know which way I went.
Continuing as planned, you were now able to more comfortably navigate the building, knowing that they at least didn’t know which way you went. Good thing you noticed earlier, instead of playing dumb and assuming the best. “When does that ever work out?” you huffed at yourself. With a deep breath, you continued on.
It took a moment for you to decide where you were going to go, but you knew the clock was constantly ticking. The anxiety was real, and you almost couldn’t make up your mind about where you could be the safest. You entered the building and were presented with two signs. “Bunker” and “Stairwell”. The expression on your face became distorted and confused, furrowing your brow in ponderence.
Written by Driftingdragon on 05 January 2021
There seemed to be only two directions, up and down. Much like the last time, up was always the option for you. You looked up the enormous span of stairs and figured that there were way too many floors you could have invested in. It was almost impossible for you to figure out where you were going to start.
Every floor had two or three flights, and at least five other doors that you could see, not including the ones farther down the hallway. You began to feel overwhelmed, yet there was only one direction you could have moved: Forward.
Written by Driftingdragon on 07 January 2021
The clearest option to you seemed to be to get a better vantage point, and therefore you can have a proper scan of the place, just for your own safety. As you began your ascent, your legs began to feel tired after the first few flights, yet you were still a ways away from anything interesting. Or were you? Between the towering pillars of stairs, you notice a few trailing rooms leading to whomever knows where. Every time you passed another row, it became harder for you to decide whether you would stop and check some out, or if you were going to keep going upwards.
All you wanted to do was to get a better vantage point after all, you had to stay focused. But what if you were missing something important?
Written by Driftingdragon on 09 January 2021
Right as the thought crossed your mind, you darted into one of the hallways. There were several doors lining the corridors, and the pathway seemed particularly thin. Claustrophobia was inevitable, and you clutched your arms defensively, it felt particularly cold.
The first door seemed to have a dark and dank appearance, and something about it smelled particularly disgusting. You couldn’t put your finger on it, but the smell was that of rotting foliage. You subtly turned the knob and realized that the door was unlocked, and after testing the other four or five doors, you realized that one other door knob could be turned with ease. This one seemed to have some kind of odd sounding creatures entwined in battle within, a deep bassy roaring and aggressive screaming could be made out from the other side, though you couldn’t particularly make out the words.
“Well, I guess I have only two options.
Written by Driftingdragon on 04 February 2021
Clearly the door without screaming death sounds was the safest. You were completely doubtless about the smelly door being the safer one, and soon realized that this wasn’t even a choice for you. To your surprise, what was on the other side was something you would have never expected. You should have noticed the subtle trailing of vines and mold coming from around the door, but you wouldn’t have imagined this much overgrowth on the other side of the door.
It looked like fuzzy mold spores and moist vines writing around something that only vaguely resembles a room. Each side of the floor closest to the squishy feeling fleshy walls had collapsed into a deep gash which looked a great deal like a gushing open flesh wound. Your nose wrinkled, because it sure did smell like a fleshy wound, but only, if you were to replace the meaty cellular decay with a more organic one. Kind of like freshly cut grass, yet more decrepit, more ominous.
In the middle of the round pillar-like room, you see a small thin cylindrical shape jutting from the ground. Resembling a can of beans in its length and width ratio, it gushed with a gassy toxicity which glowed dark green as the mysterious well seemed to breathe with life.
“What is this?” you asked yourself as subtle flashbacks of the jungle just outside of this oddly placed facility. “Maybe…? No it couldn’t be” You thought as you continued forward to peer down into the mysterious portal. “It doesn’t look that deep, but this gas seems…” The tube seemed thin enough for you to slip into, yet the powerful winds rising from within would have made it hard to descend.
You tried hard to think about when the periodic winds were the weakest, and decided to time them, yet your head throbbed in pain as the gases began to mess with your mind. To you, time felt much slower, and your thinking became distorted, despite only a few minutes having passed. Regardless, you were able to figure out a pattern, and claw your way into the atypical portal.
It didn’t take you many tries of ducking and grasping tightly for you to make it down. In a sense, the time distortion almost seemed to help out. Once you got to the bottom, you looked around checking your safety and adjusting to the queer change in pressure. The scents surrounding you were absolutely refreshing. It was a big step away from the stagnant neutral air within the facility. Your lungs took in the fresh air circulating between the trees, and the oxygen cooled your body. In that moment something seemed to change in you; it had become clear to you how much more suited your body was for this environment than the earlier ones.
Written by Driftingdragon on 07 February 2021
Your ears perked up and your fur began to bristle as you felt the inner wolf coming out of you. You dropped to all fours and slobber began to drip down your mouth, a deep hunger came over you, and the only thing occupying your mind was when your next meal was. Despite not knowing, you had confidence in these abilities; it became clear that you were now suited to hunt down that delicious scent wafting through the air. It wasn’t a thought, you were on the way following a mysterious scent, yet one that nearly drove you mad with the desire to consume.
Nothing could have deterred you from the hunt, your boundless energy driving your rapid padding against the cold hard vines lining the ground. The scent was fresh and nearby; sharp fangs scraped against each other in anticipation of the feeling of tearing through flesh for your next meal.
Suddenly, you caught sight of the source of the beautiful smell: a half-consumed dear. It was astoundingly fresh and the warm brown fur had never looked as delicious to you as it did in that moment. You can barely remember what it was like to tuck into this meal, but when you came back around, you realized that the fur on your face was tinted red, your belly felt heavy and satisfied. With a yawn and a deep stretch, you sank down onto your flanks and forearms licking off whatever was left on your paws. It was delicious.
You began to feel sleepy, the enormous meal seemed to have been weighing you down significantly. The initial instinct was to keep moving, yet you had just found yourself comfortable in this new world, why not milk it?
Written by Driftingdragon on 10 February 2021
Take a nap
You assumed that your senses were enough to keep you on your digits as you slept for a short amount of time. After all, you were able to find this initially, surely you would be able to sense the foreign scent of another being. Slowly, you blinked your eyes closed, resting your heavy head on your paws and dozed off.
As you slept, you dreamt some of the worst nightmares of your life. It was unbeknownst to you what plagued your dreams, yet you were still vaguely aware of the world around you, quickly turning to night, and making you more vulnerable. You would break into cold sweats, panting, and searching around you for the eyes that watch you in the dark. Suddenly, something snapped at you, wrapping themselves around your body. Despite your eyes wide open at this point, you couldn’t see a thing with your dilated pupils as they quivered in fear.
“A snake!” you woke up struggling and gasping for air, yet every breath you tried to take while wrapped up in the tight grasp of that snake only helped it to compress your chest even more. Soon you were able to feel its wet maw parting to take your head into its mouth, and your vision was quickly overtaken by the moist pink inner throat of a huge reticulated python. Not long after your breathing was cut off from your chest, you began to also suffocate from your muzzle crushing into the powerful muscles of the snake’s throat as it moved you farther down his throat. You couldn’t even scream as your muzzle was clamped tightly shut and no matter how much you writhed you wouldn’t be able to escape.
Written by Driftingdragon on 13 February 2021
The end (for now)