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'Snake' & 'Slug' Makes 'Snug'! ~ by Amethystine & Fenchurch

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She was skinny and small, in love with one quite tall.

She was of brown hair and pale, he was mostly one long tail.

She ran away from her life as it filled with fear and strife.

Into the arms of the serpent she quickly, most willingly went.

The mousy mopped maiden stepped into the snake's den.

She wished to be cared for, to never be unsure,

No more worry or stress, or at least a lot less!

To have someone to look out for her someone who would not make her mind stir

No more muddling her emotions, she pleaded for one of his potions

Regarding the lost soul, the reptile saw a new role

Something he could easily become, to ensure she would never be glum.

A solution to his solitude, and to brighten the girl's mopey mood,

The snake drew the human into his coil, giving her a treatment rather royal...

~

The snake pulled her close to his front, gently guiding her nude form to lay down, with her back against his chest, his scutes a bit more supple than usual. She had seen him take one of his potions, prior to their retiring to his bedroom together at the end of the night. It was the day after she had appeared on his door-step, not knowing where else to go. He had taken her in without equivocation. Before he had produced the potion, he had said something about giving her what she wanted, and she had been confused when he hadn't handed the vial to her.

As an obvious result of him drinking the concoction, his creamy coloured underbelly was then becoming more and more malleable while they lay together in his large round bed, as if the upturned plane of pallid python plates were a placid pond, the darker scales on either side of his front still solid.

She huffed in a pleased way, her pale naked form resting on his, tense to begin with, then relaxing. He felt her bony shoulders and the pleasing fat of her rump brushing against his body as she breathed the words, "Oh my.."

Lining himself up under her form, the snake's body was all along her length. He gently ran his hands over her sides, his fingers hooked lightly overtop of her form.. pressing downward with his sliding strokes, making her backside dip downwards into something warm and wet. It wasn't wet like water, per se.. a thickness pervaded the material, so it didn't splash or wave or lap at her soft flesh. Her head rested on the snake's chest, which became a bit more soft as well, more like a pillow, giving more resistance than the runny rest of the reptile, but much less than his pectorals normally would.

Meanwhile, the serpent slid his tail over the human's shins, which simply sank immediately into the soupy scutes down there, the appearance of his front reappearing with little disturbance once the legs slipped under. Still, her toes could be seen peeking back out of the python's pale belly, now and again.

The little lady took in a deep breath, her spine and chest shifting up and down at angles as she got used to the new sensation - as though trying to balance on an air bed or float in salty water. She sighed the breath back out, giving her host an upside down grin, her pale blue eyes shining up gratefully to him. He could feel the warm, friendly mammal trusting her body entirely to him.

The snake smiled back down at the girl, leaning his head forward a bit to flick his tongue at her nose, chuckling a bit at the face-scrunch she then went through at the ticklish sensation of his flapping forks. He reached out to grip her shoulders and guide them down into his front, tucking them under the edge of his still solid side scales, one at a time, hissing softly at the sensation of inducting her into himself in that way. At the same time, his tail slipped up to press her hips gradually downwards until it suddenly pulled away, much like his hands, which withdrew at the same time.

The shy one almost shifted, thinking she'd bob back up to the surface of the python's pond-like expanse, but she doesn't budge. Her head is still mostly out of him, although it now drifts down, along his front, further from his neck and head, inching into the snake, the backs of her ears gliding in now.. the rest of her is drawn into the slow current, something pulling her down.. perhaps a natural flow within the odd fluid of her fellow. Her legs had disappeared, and the space within her groin filled with the liquid before it slithered up over her femininity and began on her belly.

The human grinned and blew him a kiss - feeling like she was sinking into a warm bath - fascinated more than disconcerted by the snake's ability to shift parts of his body into different states of matter. She tilted her chin up, frowning a moment in instinct as though not sure about submerging entirely, worried about things like breathing. She shuddered a little in soft pleasure as she felt his body over-taking her legs and lap, the murky, muddy mass of the male moving over her small body, across the neatly trimmed hair of her mons. Her small breasts perked at their peaks as she felt that hypnotic current of the serpent's inner flowing flesh, drawing her along.

The male mimed catching the cute girl's kiss, then kissed his palm, to 'receive' it. He grinned and waved to her as she floated away from him. Even though the snake was not laid out flat, the flow was as though she was on the calmest of rivers, save for the gradual undertow he possessed. The beauty's belly vanished almost all at once as the living liquid encroached both from the bottom and the sides all at once, leaving the flat of her chest to slip away moments later, leaving her modest breasts to become surrounded as the warmth encircled them.. as well as slipped up between them from below.

"Hrmm.. bed time. Sssleep, my sssweet." The constrictor curled his upper body down to hold her head and guide it under quicker, to save her from waiting any longer and to keep her from the odd sensation of the goo oozing over her face. She found herself enveloped, but somehow able to breathe. She wasn't sure if she was breathing air, or the flowing mass around her itself. She was also suddenly overcome with sleepiness, forcing her into slumber while she.. gestated?

"See you in the morning," he said, to his suddenly solid-again belly.. and the one within.

~

Through methods mysterious and strange the human went through a major change.

During the hours that she was concealed her perfect new body slowly congealed.

By the time her transformation was done, the snake was up and basking in the sun.

~

The girl squirmed slightly, as though rolling over restlessly in her sleep within the naga. As her form twitched within the python's, she experienced a soft, involuntary spasm, a spark of shock, to awaken her. The squirming went from unconscious to conscious as she finds herself craving freedom from the fluid flesh, comfortable and warm though it was.

With her eyes closed, she rolls somewhat - a ticklish sensation inside the serpent's warm flesh. She almost didn't want to leave, she had grown so used to the metronome pump of his heart - keeping her in the most pleasant sleep she's had in years, she felt.. but something compelled her outward all the same.

The snake smiled to himself and stroked his still solid (as solid as normal, anyway) scutes, feeling the girl's undulation as it caused what looked like a slithering motion on his belly. It was different from the slithering he enacted, himself, which his bodily guest may have dreamily felt like she was a part, deep in her slumber. Perhaps she dreamed she was a part of a snake, or a snake herself.. or, more in keeping with fluid feelings of the flesh, she imagined herself on a submarine or hitching a ride on an eel, thanks to the way her form was held in cushioning waves of living, liquid-like mass.

But in that moment, as she awakened, she felt the current within the coils had reversed, and it drew her back toward the surface once more, the quiet thrum of the body around her becoming fainter as a soft hiss increased in volume. As she ascended steadily, the inches seemed like leagues of an ocean, her world having turned tiny as she grew accustomed to it. Smiling silently, lips still sealed through instinct, the girl's shoulders rolled slightly as though striking out for the surface after diving - but why rush? She felt so pleasantly languid. She could hear the python's pleasured panting and hissing.. and she knew it was him immediately, which only made her feel all the more connected to him, due to the intimate integration they had just gone through.

With the girl's imminent arrival, she can more easily hear her host's happy hisses. The fact that the naga sounded so pleased thanks to her was delightful to her.. but was that due to some sneakily supplanted scheme by the serpent, some subtle build-in bit of loyalty and devotion making her aspire to please the python as his pet, or did she simply feel more for him after that episode, naturally? Or was it both? She may never know, and did it really matter?

Finally, her face smoothly slithered forth from the reptile's front.. but the feeling of this was preceded by something unexpected, two mirrored sensations came first.. and glancing upwards, now that her head has partially emerged, she could see two small purple stalks that stood erect upon her forehead.

"Welcome back, my dear. I hope the accommodations were up to snuff," said the snake from above and behind her, watching her re-surface. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, between the stalks she had just spotted. With that, she realized that she had resurfaced a short distance below her host's torso.

The girl glided up slowly, without any great urgency at first - but then, she did wriggle up a little - feeling strangely ineffectual (but not minding that) as she sought to thank the magnanimous male for the pleasurable experience - and find out why he was so pleased! As her head broke free, she puzzled, frowning, something was missing.. which made her extra smooth forehead crumple, comically. "I - ah - hello.."

Smiling and cupping what little of her head that he could, the constrictor cooed, "Hello, sssweety." The snake's fingers could not dip into his own seemingly swampy scutes, the way his guest so easily did. While her head remained half sunk, bobbing at the surface somewhat, his hands couldn't slide in to lift it free. He sighed softly once more as one of the girl's squirms caused her to emerge further. It seems the liquid-bellied lamia loops provided the python with pleasure, particularly with a partner plopped into them. Nevertheless, the female's exit continued as the snake lounged on his back, gently helping when he could. The female floated ever so slowly up along his length as her progress out of the liquid snake scutes went on. As her head became almost totally free, she could see her own nipples peeking out below, surfacing upon the unseen swells of her shapely chest. She also detected how she wasn't dampened by the snake's mass, as it remained with the reptile.. although she wasn't exactly dry, either. She could faintly feel the cool air of the room all over her scalp, which signaled a complete lack of hair.

The altered human blushed a little, or at least, she _felt_ a warmth in her cheeks and the sides of her face. She began to squirm up as though wriggling out of a sleeping bag, grinning in spite of her initial confusion and tried to wriggle her new antennae. No-- were they stalks? Eye stalks? Looking up with her normal eyes, she watched the small tendrils that extended from her forehead as they rolled about and admired the shiny simplicity of their pretty, slow movements.

While she discovered that she could move the stalks around, she also found that her regular human eyes were still much better for seeing the world. While the rudimentary ones upon the stalks were certainly operational, they were almost totally decoration, due to their poor quality of vision. Not that they wouldn't have uses as periscopes, perhaps!

It isn't long before, with the snake's hands lightly on the back of her head and neck, he helped the mutated maiden to sit all the way up, suddenly exposing all of her upper body to the world, and to herself.

She had become a deep cool purple, with darker, almost black splotches here and there on her sides and all over her back.. her skin is smooth, but also somehow pebbly in places.. places lower on her form most of all. Her breasts seemed to have increased in size, but it may have been a trick of the light, with the shiny gleam she exuded. Her nipples were that deeper purple, standing out in hue and in physical form. The most odd results, though, were these: There was a muscular ridge of flexible flesh that began near to her hips, lining the sides of her lower belly, before disappearing into the depths of the snake below. And speaking of disappearing, her arms had vanished, leaving her with demure, expressive, slender shoulders.. rounded in a way to explicitly remind her and anyone that might look at her of what was missing.

Taking in a deep breath, the former human's wide, dark purple nipples peaked in excitement at realizing the extent of her change so far. She rolled up her shoulders, her pretty shoulder-blades rubbing into the male's scales, glistening with dark purple spots, symmetrical and multi-faceted like a Rorschach blot test across the back of her entire body. For a moment, she frowned while concentrating on trying to move that skirt of flesh along her lower front, finding it surprisingly sensitive and responsive - like finger tips. Though it looked thick, tough and rubbery, it was sublimely malleable, at least through the rippling of her new muscles.

The serpent sighed happily, peering over her purple perfection. "You are pristine, pet. Bountifully beautiful."

The python's praise made the modified woman instantly bond with her altered body - making her squirm her 'skirt' up and outwards eagerly. Vague memories floating to the surface of her mind as she did so, hazy recollections of the slow transformation in the snake's body, which thrilled her as she idly explored the new-found remembrances.

Memory is a tricky thing, and the vagueness of her time within the snake served only to both leave her with more subtle surprises and pleasant memories as each aspect of her new body she saw triggered each memory. This meant that the constant reminder of her missing arms that were her smooth shoulders, led to a particular foggy image emerging first, a half-remembered sensation of them fading into the fluid around her, allowing her to relive the tender transformation that had taken place. And while some portions of the girl were gone, and while it may had first seemed like the snake had taken something from her, removing her hair or her arms.. as he gingerly gripped her waistline and eased her upwards, letting her see more and more of her lower body, she could see just how much he had given her.

As the serpent pulled, and her plump purple mass oozed forth bit by bit, she could feel just how flexible and loose it was.. boneless and squishy, but with a strong set of inner muscles, the skirt of her body's 'foot' demonstrating its miniature might whenever she tensed or twitched what was once a long pair of rigid, bony legs. The thick slug body that issued forth from the snake.. her NEW body, below her more human torso, overflowed the sides of scaley form that contained it.

She concentrated not on her beautiful upper body, at that point, but on controlling the plump mass which used to be her legs, gasping quietly at the sensitivity of her skirt around her powerful 'foot', surprised that she commanded that strong core despite having become completely limbless. Her eyestalks waggled and strrrreeeetched out as though craning her neck for a better look, squirming in delight at feeling herself 'spill' out on both sides, over the edge of the serpent's belly. Her plump purple flesh looked like a muffin rising up in a cake tin as more and more emerged and the male paused a few times to re-grip and pull anew. The adorable fatness of the female's form flowed out after being squished into the comparatively thin passage that the liquid scutes provided, finally flopping free with the introduction of her tapered tail end.

With his guest fully surfaced from his scales, the snake gathered her up, curling up his whole body to sit them both upon the peak, to embrace her to himself, his body fully solid once more. There was a sense of finality between them, with the transformation well and truly over with.. but also a sense of new beginnings. She was his to love and care for, to be with and provide company to.. and to have the same in turn from her, his most utterly loveable and cuddleable snugslug!

*((Art by LadySnakeBite. Visit (or praise) her posting of the picture, here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6895100/ ))*

Sitting there, the reformed female fully took in the entirety of the exotic and esoteric alterations to her anatomy, gazing at her gastropod girth and her armless upper half, her whole slick, slimey self. After a lengthy look, she turned her gaze upwards, to the one who warped her in such a way and said, "I love it, you big, beautiful snake, you," grinning ear to ear.. or stalk to stalk.

By instinct, she attempted to hug the constrictor, but as she tried, she just ended up smushing her thickly padded chest to his own smooth, scuted one, her arm stubs rubbing to his upper arms as she practically purred to the python. He hugged her in return, making her boneless body squish a bit. "That means a lot.. more than the results of any other metamorphosis I've had a hand in, in a long time," he hissed quietly, while she rested her head against his chest and smiled happily.

Pondering his companion's new state of being, the python offered a possible solution to her inability to embrace. "I daresssay you could wrap your foot around my arm or torssso, if you really wanted to hug me. Or my neck or head," he added with a chuckle, before continuing, "but thisss isss just fine." Still in the midst of hugging her, he pet over her upper and lower back with his left hand, the right lightly rubbing over her side, slipping down to gently caress her skirt, there. All the while, he flicked his tongue down over her head as well, drinking in her new shape, in as many ways as he could.

The slug girl hrmmed, having not thought about expressing her flexibility in the ways the snake had suggested. She squirmed against him, exuding enough slime to stick to his scales a little, then rolled her fat slug lower body around to embrace his lower 'waist' area, emitting one of her human purrs of amusement, grinning giddily at her brand new movements and abilities.

As the gastropod girl ground around against him, the serpent grinned and raised his arm to let her worm around him, as her form curled around his, making him 'mmm' and hiss happily at the same time, both due to the feel of her gliding against him and at the affection he felt both from her and for her.

He pet her firmly, his hand rolling deep into her flesh to help her belly/foot stick to the scales of his side and back. She squished and mushed against him, her cool slimy underside adhering to him very closely after the direct pressure pressed her in tight, making her blush at the strange, powerful sensation. Dipping his head, the snake kissed her forehead. At that, she tensed and relaxed, making herself ripple 'round him slightly, squirming up his body a bit to meet the kiss like a housecat butting up into a petting.

The python grinned gleefully as the girl got a bit more used to her new form, crawling up his front like that. He kisses her lips lightly in a reward for her demonstration of her new-found ability, hugging her anew, her curvy front squished to his scutes once more.

They were quiet, cuddling together comfortable for a short time, then the snake spoke softly, "Now.. of courssse, this doesn't mean that I'll always want you to be a ssslug, all the time. I'm sure we'll both have different desiresss for different formsss. But, for now, though.." He trailed off as his tail does much the same, extending somewhere in the room, retrieving something and recoiling, passing the object to his hand.. a collar. "Thisss will keep you in thisss form until I take it off. Will you allow me to put it on you and have you asss my perfect purple pet?"

At the offer of a collar, she rose her shoulders in a submissive gesture and nodded eagerly. "Yes! Being your pet sounds wonderful to me!"

Once the naga was able peel his arms from her back, he moved to sit up a little higher to be able to get more leverage and height over her, to put the collar on.. only to find her rising with him, of course. He chuckled and lightly pressed her down, making her backslide within her own trail of slime. He moved one more to put the collar on, but then paused as the thin strip of black synthetic material touched her skin. "Are you sure?"

She shivered - looking down at her lower body: squishy, almost bloated, large and purple.. slow and slimy. Her upper body was almost the opposite, in a way, creating a delightful dichotomy, it was shapely and slender and adhered in many ways to an ideal of human beauty, almost to an unrealistic standard. One half off-set the other, making the differences stand out all the more, her beauty making the slug section seem all the more bestial, the boneless lower body making the human aspects appear all the more reduced, anchored, degraded by their inexorable attachment to the slime-soaked slug.

Was she sure if she wanted to be like that? She raised her eyestalks as her still human eyes gazed up as well and nodded, offering her neck proudly.

She was truly thrilled at the prospect of being a slug for his pleasure, to be so exquisite in many ways, while also being so lowly in others.. to be a nearly helpless creature who depended upon someone else so completely, who lived to be loyal to that one wondrous guardian.

The lamia lovingly placed the collar upon the slug girl, sealing her into that form for as long as the thin, dark strip remained latched around her neck. Then he gathered her into his arms as best he could and took her to her bed, which was lined with special cushions were are made with a water/slime-proof material.

"You begin your new life with me right now.. and thank you," he hissed, softly.

"No, thank you!" she beamed brightly up at her new caregiver. "Why thank me?"

The snake peered at her, considering his words as he caressed along the side of her lower body. "Isssn't it obvious, my pet?" he began. The way he said 'my pet' was not at all the tone of a towering, mighty master, not at all an overbearing owner who demanded a harsh hierarchy.. it was more the way someone used the phrase as a term of endearment, a much cherished companion, a highly respected and very much loved one. "You may have come to me, in a sudden need for somewhere to belong and be loved, but in doing so, you've given me not only someone to love and care for, but also some stability. To know you'll always be here, always soft, always understanding, always ready to listen.. I make things change for a living, everything is always in flux around me, it seems. The idea of a constant among those variables is quite comforting."

And so, the snake and the slug lived happily ever after.