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~Masika Is Reborn~

For as long as Masika could remember, the world was an uncaring place, where only the wealthy, powerful, or treacherous got ahead in life. The young snake had hatched among several others in a ramshackle place, one of many countless hovels in the sprawling desert capital of Shivarya. Where her egg kin had accepted their lot in life, Masika chose to fight against such a pathetic fate, clawing her way up through the streets by any means.

Year after year, the snake attempted to slither into the good graces of some powerful street merchant, take a place in some brothel, or even attempt to join one of the three thieves guilds in the city; however, working against Masika from the start was a hurdle she couldn't overcome, her frame lithe, frail, and slightly marred by a birth defect that saw her cobra-hood a warped sight.

Time and again the young snake was cast aside, laughed out of an establishment, or even roughed up in some alley. It came to a point that she nearly surrendered, to die of starvation like too many of the city...until, fate seemed to have waited long enough. As Masika sat curled up at the mouth of an alley, a parchment fell from a traveling merchants pocket. A scroll that would forever change her life.

Masika snatched up the paper swiftly while looking about, crawling further into the darkness of the alleyway to unfurl the scroll, expecting nothing but the usual number crunching or some hit on a person she wouldn't even know; but, the instant the paper was pulled apart a symbol appeared in the center, glowing several shifting colors of blue and purple.

~'Child, long have I watched you struggle...your time to rise begins now, no more shall you fight for scraps...journey for two days into the desert, head toward the rising sun...find me, and you will be rewarded...'~ A voice whispered into her head, causing her to start, tossing away the paper to look about in a moment of panic.

No one was there, no glow on the rolling paper until with a reaching hand, Masika picked it up to open again. Once more, the emblem burned with magic to speak so only she could hear.

~'Change comes, child. Do not fear...I will give you power...you have a spirit that yearns for it, yes?'~

Masika rolled up the parchment to slip into her dirty, tattered clothes with a determined sigh. Even if it was some trick, it beat wasting away in the same alley day after day. The female made sure to steal a few pieces of bread, even a small flask of water on her exit from the city, possibly for the last time.

Even with her preference for the warmth of the sun, the heat was wearing on the snake as she trudged across the vast sea of sand, a whole day down with no water left. She sat for a moment to nibble at the last of her pieces of bread, then withdrew the scroll to view once more. Nothing happened when she opened it this time, causing a sudden moment of fear.

What if it had a dream, or a hallucination from lack of proper food or sleep? No, she couldn't afford to doubt herself or the strange message now, placing it back into her clothes to stand, resuming the journey as the last few hours of daylight guided her.

The night had let the snake travel in a cooler pace, but she felt her stomach growl as if trying to consume itself, only able to further tighten the binding about her waist to silence it. Hour by hour Masika stepped along, as the morning sun rose to confirm her direction. Even as her strength waned, there was no choice but to trudge onward.

Finally, when the sun began to set on the second day, the struggling femme withdrew the scroll to hold up and unfurl once more, "S-show me...I did as you asked, where are you...?" The snake rasped to no one, but when again nothing appeared she glared with a shout, "Show yourself! I came all this way!"

A sudden flare of azure-violet erupted from the center of the scroll, flowing out and around the snake who stared with wide eyes as the streams of light stabbed into the sands around her. The earth rumbled beneath Masika before several immense pillars of sandstone pierced the dunes to rise ever higher. Nine huge obelisks sat about the awe-struck snake, only for a tomb-like structure to heave away sand to take its place among them.

Once the shuddering had ceased, Masika slowly, weakly rose to her feet to stare at the new structure, all of them made of the same gleaming obsidian with intricate runes, carvings, and sigils of gold imbued into every surface. She blinked, realizing the scroll she'd been holding was gone, only to start as the voice caressed at her mind once more.

~'Come inside my child, you have come so far...you shall have your reward, your power...come, where your life begins anew...'~

Masika had little choice, nor the strength to argue, so she wandered into the curved open doorway to the huge crypt. The moment she entered the place a dark coolness surrounded her, even though she had just been under a hot sun. The frail blue snake clutched at her own arms, looking about but unable to see much but a faint blue glow ahead.

After what felt like a long walk, Masika winced as blue flames surrounded her suddenly, shielding herself with both arms as smaller pink fires burst into life between the rest. She lowered her guard to look about, tired eyes adjusting to see the now illuminated space. It was a vast temple to some God she didn't recognize, certainly not one of the pantheon Shivarya worshiped.

~'Welcome, child...you stand before the God of Change...do you swear yourself to me, body and soul...? I shall bestow upon you vast power, such magic you could only dream of...you will be the greatest sorceress the land has seen...do you swear it...?'~

"I...I do, I swear it..." Masika rasped with nothing left to lose, looking about for the voice even as it spoke sweetly into her mind, "Where are you...? Do you have no body?"

~'I have no need...and soon, you shall be my champion, a link to the world...now, receive my gifts!'~

The flames of pink and blue flickered suddenly, then writhed as they took on new shapes, from ethereal fire into a smooth, gleaming tendril each of the same color. They rose, coiled toward the snake who gasped in shock.

"W-what is this? I thought you- Mmph!" One of the tendrils shot into her mouth to silence the protest, feeling more of it pushing past her lips to caress her throat. Her dull amber eyes darted about wildly as the rest surrounded her, wrapping about each limb in a strong grasp, "Mmmlph..hnnph!"

Masika made only muffled cries as the cool tentacles wound up her legs and arms, caresses that left her scaled body feeling on edge as if a lover had kissed along the same area. Heart pounding in her chest, the snake's back arched as several tendrils bore her aloft to be held in a splay above the stone floor.

The same emblem that had been on the scroll was now vastly large, slowly rotating beneath Masika as she felt many of the things glide along her thighs to meet at pale blue petals. Her eyes rolled up as they caressed along those lips, one dedicated to toying at the pearl above them as she was explored like a new toy.

"Hnngph...mmmph!" Masika made a poor attempt to struggle, glaring at the tendril writhing in her maw, before a jolt of pleasure shot through her as a different one slipped into her below. The snake hadn't felt someone in that young pussy in some time, but now felt her walls eagerly clasping about the delving appendage as they caused them to become increasingly wet.

Masika's eyes widened again as a second, then third tentacle followed the first inside that channel, curling around the first to create a sinfully effective caress of every surface inside as they thrust, writhe, and plunge into that now soaking hole.

"Glllhph!" She groaned about the tendril in her mouth as it suddenly thrust into her throat, then again to get more of itself inside her. Mercifully she was a snake, quite flexible to handle such rough treatment, but there was a fear as more of the tendrils gathered about.

The top of her faded, dirt-clad clothing was torn away to expose her small chest, gleaming peaks in the light that weren't even a pawful in size. A tentacle of each color drew in close, prodding at each nipple with a cool touch before their smooth tips opened to latch upon each nub.

"Hmrmph!?" Masika gasped from her nose slits as she saw the tendrils within her swell in girth, forcing her lips wider on both ends before a warm stream began to pump from each tentacle. The snake writhed in the coiling hold of the ever increasing mass of tendrils, gulping down a sweet-tasting liquid that causing her core to warm. More of it came from below, filling her twitching pussy to the point it dripped free.

Two tentacles slid into the open hands of the cobra, who clasped at them without thinking, stroking them to feel the pulse of their intent, their power. Masika loosed another muffled gasp, a moan of shocked pleasure when the same sensation came from her chest. Amber eyes dropped to see the two tendrils she thought were suckling each breast, were instead pumping in the same delectable substance inside.

Slowly but steadily, Masika's breasts began to rise up and outward, swelling gradually from almost nothing to a respectable pawful. Her legs thrashed within the many coils holding them as she hit a hard peak, then another after so long without. She was being changed, used like some pleasure outlet for whatever God this temple housed, and she was enjoying it.

The moment her fear vanished, replaced by accepted pleasure, the countless tentacles began their work in earnest. Swiftly, roughly they thrust into Masika's soaking pussy in that make-shift spire, kissing at her inner-ring several times before they breached it to sprawl inside her womb.

"Hnnngrk! Glllrk!" Masika gurgled as the tendril inside her maw thickened once more, plunged in and out of her throat enough to make it bulge as it pumped out its empowering fluid. So much had been fed down her gullet that flat stomach had started to swell against her cloth bindings. In fact, more of it was flooding her womb, only making her belly bloat further as the tendrils thrust feverishly now.

The more fluid that gathered inside the cobra, the more she desired it to continue, to never stop the pleasure coursing into and throughout her body. Where before Masika had been frail, her limbs found new strength with proper muscles; and, where she had lacked the blessing of an alluring figure, that pale blue body took on new curves.

Masika groaned when her hips popped, widening into a fertile shape that further strained her waist-cord. The snake stroked madly at the tendrils within her hands, feeling them throb before erupting the same substance across her features, seeping into Masika wherever it landed.

"Gllurk, glllurk! Hhhlph!" The cobra made the most pleasure-mad sounds of her life, drooling about the pulsing girth that used her maw and throat. Her amber eyes blinked open wide with a flash of azure, taking on a new, permanent sky-blue instead. Masika felt her sides aching at the restriction of the cloth binding about her, increasing as the tendrils only funneled in more of the magic that empowered her.

~'Do you desire more, child...? Do you feel it, how much power I can endow you with...?'~

Masika thrashed in the dozens of grasping tentacles, nodding best she could while one of them stuffed down her throat. The spell circle beneath the snake conjured more of the extensions of the Change God's will, roping up to caress Masika's altering body.

~'Good...I knew you were the correct choice...enjoy yourself, by sunset you shall be remade...my new sorceress...~'

One after another came new tendrils, swirling in to join the trio already inside that soaking snake-pussy to worm inside and coil into the womb of their new mistress. Even her unused tailhole, slick from the downward flow of the ritual, got several invasive visitors one by one.

Masika felt as if her mind would break as the things filled her body, writhed against her insides as nothing should. Her breasts were now considerably ample, heavy as they wobbled with the attached tendrils pumping the altering fluid into them. Her center ached as it swelled against the fabric straining about her middle, which now approached a full-term mother.

New icy-blue eyes rolled downward to stare at her changing body, at the rising swell of her middle as the moment drew new for one or the other to give, "Gnnph! Mhmmmphhlk!" Masika made a loud, gurgled moan as the tendril in her maw, along with the dozen or so wetly thrusting away below engorged in size before a vastly larger deposit of magic erupted from each.

The cloth around Masika's bloated middle snapped apart, falling away in failure just as her belly surged outward in size. Past overdue now, the cobra drooled as the tendrils pumped away freely, stuffing themselves into her holes even as glob after glob of their God's magic filled her body.

A gorgeous streak of purple became alight at the end of her chin, roiling down her body like a living flame of violet to create a gleaming new pattern from jaw to underbelly, ending along her tail that writhed among tentacles. That purple was more of her than blue now, which was darkening from a pale, faded color to a regal azure.

"Glllrk, glllrk, sshhhlrp!" Masika suckled down the thick tendril in her maw, feeling it pump down her throat that invigorating, elevating liquid. The feature of her being a cobra, that hood that had been ruined since hatching, grew into a new elegant yet wicked shape on either side of her head. No longer a marred sight, but clad with two layers of purple that could enhance her stare on a whim.

Masika swelled further, splayed high in the air as tentacles caressed or invaded every inch of the cobra, her belly sloshed with their frantic delving and constant pumping of magic. The gleam of azure and violet scales was perfect in the glow of her new glamor, an aura of power that before had only been the dream of some poor street-snake.

When she felt as though her middle might burst, so swollen into a heavy sphere of her new God's magic, at last it all ceased. The tentacles easing Masika down until she rested on the cool stone, withdrawing from within that well-used but altered body with several squelches, gushes of excess fluid from either. Masika gurgled before getting a breath at last, groaning the already waning pleasure away as her sight blurred.

~'Excellent...you endured that better than the last...rest now, come tomorrow, you shall arise the greatest sorceress of the sands...we shall free me from this place, soon enough...~'