Jim stumbled into another tent, oblivious to his surroundings, basking in the afterglow of the amazing sex he'd just had. He leaned against a curved wall of something and took a breath, taking stock of the situation. He rubbed his hands along his lower pair of breasts, then his upper, simply absorbing the new sensations, then his hand travelled to his new sex, remembering the feeling of being penetrated and how exquisite it was. He stood straght and looked around, noting for the first time the rows of plexiglass tubes around him, each with a small label. He seemed to be standing in one.
He started to step out when the tube's clear face snapped shut and a bluish liquid began filling the chamber from below. it felt thick and gooey, almost like Jell-o. he panicked and tried to get out, but the tube filled quickly, flowing up past his waist, his second pair of breasts, his first, then his neck. It filled to the top leaving him suspended floating in the gooey substance.
He couldn't breathe, and he felt his skin tingling, his body seemed to feel like it was melting, especially his legs. He felt them pull together to where he could no longer move them separately, fusing, merging, stretching, and becoming less rigid. The skin below his lower breasts felt ofdd, travelling down his legs quickly as he felt his body below twist and move in impossible ways.
When the tube finally drained, he slumped to the bottom of the tube, gasping for air, as a spray of water drenched him, washing away the gooey crud. The vents opened and Jim was treated to the fastest blow-dry of his life as he recovered. The tube opened and he slumped out, dragging himself away from the wretched thing. He felt his body seeming to uncoil as he finally looked up and saw a mirror slide out of the floor in front of him.
The woman lying on the ground was gorgeous, with long, curly, fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes. As he pushed himself up he noted thet his four breasts were still where they should be, and as he pulled himself up farther, he realized that he was balancing on a single appendage. Below his lower tits scales seemed to begin and thicken, flaring out into beautiful female hips which merged into a sinuous, long snake's tail. The scutes were yellowish, and he had a green and gold scale pattern everywhere but on his belly side. One of the scutes seemed to be split, and as his fingers touched it, the scale parted and his finger slipped into his vagina, bringing an involuntary shudder.
He had become a gorgeous, four-breasted, redheaded naga! As he took in this new information he...
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