Two long appendages twirled around one another, twisting to make one large dick that he shoved down my throat in a quick move.
Grolver’s scales cut into my flesh, my throat being scratched raw. The heat of my warm blood trickled down past my shoulders and pattered against the cold ground. My scream was muffled as he forced their twisted-up cock further down my tight throat. Without the flow of oxygen, my stomach heaved, lungs tied into knots. It caused me to buck against the intrusion, bile rolling up and trying to escape.
“You best not release yourself on my cock, snail!” Grolver seethed even as his cocks pulsed and he pumped harder against the back of my throat.
Tears still blurred my vision and I almost didn’t notice the vein-like red pulsing across my peripheral. They pounded with the race of my heart, the back of my neck prickling with a painful shiver. The sensation built up until my skull split open and my body melted. Or that was how I imagined it had happened.
Every bone within my body cracked and splintered, my jaw unhinging itself so that it could take the rest of the guard’s cock down my throat. My teeth sank back into my gums, the metallic bitterness of my own blood mixing with the salty rasp of the guard’s cocks.
“Fuuuck, you can do that with your mouth? What a perfect little snail.” He grunted as his cocks untethered themselves and scissored inside my throat, stretching me even more. This time, though, my insides gave way and moved smoothly with his silent demands, the burn along my skin smoothed itself down to a slick, sensitive scaley hide.
The agony of my arms and fingers cracking made a silent shriek rattle my chest before they merged together, stitching into my sides and disappearing into shimmering scales.
What in the gods was happening to me? It was like my entire form was changing, shifting into a lithe being with no solid structure.
As my eyes became slits and the hues of the world were dulled and then heightened to the extreme, painful detail, two long fangs protruded out from my gums. With a scream, I shifted my head, or whatever it was now, and sliced into the guard’s one cock with my left fang.
“Barnacles!” he shrieked, yanking his appendage from my mouth as he tumbled away. “What in the holy… are you?”
The guard was larger than me, but at that moment I could barely see the top of his head as he stood up. His cocks were now limp, his navy-hued blood dripping down to the tip of the right one. What was I?
The guard fell to the floor with a shuddering cry of agony as his cock that was injured pulsed with crimson veins, the dark hue creeping up and over his hip. His eyes were so wide that I thought they were going to pop from his face.
“Help!” he screeched before he fell into wales of agony that sounded similar to some of the fish near my home village after they reached the surface, trying to escape. “It’s a monster! It’s not a snail!”
As the guard continued to scream for help, I slithered–slithered? Fuck, was I a snake? That couldn’t be right. Shifters with snake forms weren’t real. At least not anymore…
All three doors burst open, guards teaming in, but on instinct, my new body coiled up and shot through their legs, escaping into the grand halls. I tried not to think about how I left a line of blood behind, leading anyone right to me.
The guards shouted back and forth as I shimmied through a narrow crack underneath a wide door three long turns away from the room I’d been confined in. Out of the cold hallway and into a warm, brightly decorated bedchamber. Where was this? My eyes still couldn’t get used to the vibrant hues, my mind spinning.
I wavered, my slim body slowing as my vision dimmed.
“Oh my, what do we have here?”
My mind was a foggy mess as my energy became depleted and I could barely shimmy any further. The amount of effort it must have taken my body and mind to shift for the very first time, it finally caught up to me.
A warm, flesh-like hand scooped me up from the floor, the webbed fingers keeping me snug in the feminine voice’s grasp.
“A Monvie?” I was leveled with the face of a beauty that glimmered in the room’s lighting. Her rich, dark hair flowed like waves around her thin cheeks. Her icy eyes reminded me of the gems that glittered in Xexon’s cavern. I swallowed the pained pulse in my chest if I even had one anymore. “What a surprise. I thought Monvie had gone extinct, at least in the surrounding kingdoms.”
The woman’s voice was like a soft lullaby that soothed my injuries and lulled me into a relaxed state. I simply stared at her, taking her form in as I didn’t know if I could even speak in this form.
“Monvie, whatever has happened to you?” The woman’s voice now took a darker turn as she shifted one of her hands back and stared at the deep crimson hue of my blood that dotted her scaley flesh.
The vibration rattled me first. Even off the floor, I could feel the guards’ footsteps as they charged through the corridors. Then came their voices.
“Find the snail!”
“He’s not a snail! Barnacles!”
“When I find him, I’ll gut that Monvie from head to tail.”
The woman’s features shifted in an instant. The openness of her curiosity dimmed and a wave of anger stormed through her icy gaze. The air around her slashed across my scales. She was the beginning of a sea storm, I could feel the eeriness of it in my gut.
“I will not let them harm you any longer.” She set her now dark gaze on mine. “The cruelty of my brother’s reign must come to a stop.”
Without so much as a twitch from her, a side door popped open, and a young woman who seemed nothing but human, in a simple pale dress almost floated in. Her head was down and her hair was pulled from her face in a tight bun.