Alice tried to crawl away from the abandoned factory, the process was way too slow, barely reaching the old rusted van outside.
The same thought passed through her mind again, "What if I tried standing up?" she would have nothing to lose, and possibly slither her way out of the place.
Using the rusty metal from the van as leverage, Alice tried to stand up, her snake tail coiling itself as she managed to stand up, however, as she was about to let out a sigh of relief, she let out a muffled groan of agony and ecstasy.
Her teeth started to ache, almost as if they were being forced out of their gums, Alice forced her mouth open, and saw that almost all of them fell off, all except her canines.
Her last two teeth grew, becoming pointed as sacs of venom developed, Alice instinctively coughed, a mix of saliva, blood and venom leaving her mouth. "Oh ghod... thish ish ghetting whorshe!" muttered Alice, she looked down at her newly developed cloaca, which started to leak juices, making Alice let out an annoyed yet lustful groan.