Kendra. Hated. Science. Simple as that, she had always hated it, she always would. The only thing that remotely interested her was when they studied snakes, she loved snakes. Alot. And when, on her eighteenth birthday, Kendra was given the chance to become closer to snakes than she ever could have imagined, she foolishly excepted. Now she was forever cursed with the tail of a snake. Her only chance at normalcy was a spiritual ritual each morning to give her temporary human legs. But this morning her ritual had been cut short by something she couldn't remember and she had no clue how long until her legs inevitably changed to a long snake trunk. Unknown to her, it was soon. Very soon. Kendra nearly shrieked as she noticed a scale just above her pantline. She had to get out of class, NOW!