Fighting one Naga is bad enough, but two? You don't stand a chance against them, especially given how good of a fighter that other adventurer was. You book it, running past the newly converted Naga and his new master. The hisses of these serpents reaching your ears as you dare not look back. Just praying that somehow, you'll get out of this fine, but deep down you know that won't be the case. It doesn't take long for the new convert to spring, his arms wrapping around your chest, holding you tightly as you tumble against his firm form.
"No essscape, human."
His torso is hard. The scales rubbing against your armour and breaking it down. Shredding the metal that would protect you, then being surprisingly soft against your skin. Looks like it's some natural property of their bodies to get better access to what they seek. Something that the Naga is already making steps towards, as his tail continues to enwrap you, and his cock begins to position against your rear. You are feeling that wet opening, still fresh and warm with his master's spunk. Hard serpentine cock starting to poke through, threatening to subject you to the same fate as this fighter.
Still in this seemingly endless hallway, the other Naga slithers forward and watches with an approving glare. The former fighters grip loosening on you, he doesn't need to hold you with his arms anymore, you're too wrapped up in his tail. One of his claws scratching the side of your cheek, another tilting your head up. Examining you, as you examine this python. There's no trace of the man he was. Just a slab of serpentine muscle, ending in that distinct python visage. You're almost attracted to this monster, maybe... maybe it won't be so bad becoming a Naga yourself. Your mind is quick to accept that thought and look over to the confident Naga that has claimed you. Watching as he starts toying with your flat pecs and pinching your hard nipple.
"You will be ssssso much mightier once I am done."
His forked tongue leaves his mouth as he speaks. Head lowering to meet your own, your lips willingly parting to accept this serpents kiss. Giving yourself over to this snake to do with as he wishes, and what he wishes is quite clear. His tail tightly wrapped around you starts to move. Hard serpent cock fully free of his cloaca and getting ready to thrust while you're locked in a kiss. Threatening to push you past the point of no return, to become another servant of this Naga.
It at least feels so good. Letting this stronger creature control you. Keep you still, rip out your humanity, and give you a new purpose. There has to be some magic around, something that's helping you to so quickly surrender. But there's no use thinking on it, all you can think about is that desire for him to finally take you.
The roof starts to shake, your love broken by the serpent looking up, and having a rock land square on his head. His eyes closing, mouth gasping in pain, and fangs ending up in your shoulder. Biting into you by accident, as you scream in pain, and the entire passage begins to crumble. The other Naga flees further into the hall, and you try to scramble to safety. But the coil is too tight, you've got no chance to escape. You and this Python both falling as the ground collapses under you, and you safely land in another passage within the temple.
There are torches lining the brown walls of this square room. Showing illustrations of brave adventurers fighting monsters. A wizard attacking a Naga. A ranger a Harpy. A barbarian a Orc. It goes on and on, covering the far wall. The illustrations splintering off at the sides to show the progress of the battle. The wizard's ass spread for the Naga. The Harpy flying into the air with the ranger on his cock. The Orc holding the barbarians head and giving him a taste of cum. Then, just as expected. The next wall shows the end result. Humans made monster, and happily living their new life.
This must be a conversion room of some kind, and you don't have any intention of being converted. That haze and submission from before completely breaking, as you strain against these still tight coils. Why did this Naga have to be so strong before he turned, and why do you have to be so weak? His chest rises and falls, some blood dripping from the top of his head, yet clear signs of life seen. He's not dead, which means you really do need to get out of here before he wakes up.
Trying harder and harder, you strain each muscle in your body. Trying to push an opening for you to crawl out of, hands against this serpents' scales, and actually starting to gain some small advantage. A small gap forming as your arms work overtime, and your mind starts to numb. The wound in your shoulder, the bitemark, healing in an instant as you push more and more. The poison injected into your body spreading, making you stronger to accomplish this task. Arms getting bigger, uncoiling even more of this serpent as you start to worm your way out. Your now muscled arms looking like they belong to a veteran, strong and defined. Skin even hardier, scars forming, callouses appearing around your hands. Maturing up to a perfect point for a warrior. Easily able to support your otherwise pathetic body as you crawl on top of this Naga, and onto the hard floor.
You notice your new arms, they're so different, and it feels so good. Your mind still numbed from the venom, only wanting to take in this nice gift as you flex and pose for your own enjoyment. Hard cock throbbing, body feeling beyond sensitive. You letting out a dim chuckle as your veins press out with the flex, knuckles crack as your hand forms a fist and punches the air. Yeah, this is nice. this is great! Being big and strong and... wait, how did this happen?
Your moment of approval becomes a moment of panic. How DID this happen? What does it mean? Will it get worse? Better? You're not sure what to do, but one things for certain. You can't stay in this room. You head to the doorway out, though there is no door. Just an opening for one that you pass by. A sharp sound heard as you leave, a few bars appearing from the ceiling. Locking the room, and the Naga inside. You shrug, ready to go on, then hearing the sound of the Naga stirring. Slithering up to the gate, and then calling out.
"Wait! It'sssss ssssstill me. Fuck.... Ssssshit. It'sssss..."
The tone of voice is more like the human that the Naga once was. The burly creature having hands against the bars, staring at you and clearly begging to be freed. Still a green scaled Python, but acting more human than he perviously was. Is he... normal again? Maybe it's a trap though. You take a step back, and the creature tries to reach out from beyond the bars.
"Friend, no! I am ssssssorry. I will help, we need to leave, you need. You can sssstill be ssssaved."
He points to the former wound, the bite mark on your shoulder that is now nothing but a scar.
"Pleasssse, I will help. That will change you. Adjusssst you to what issss needed. It makessss you prey for monssssterssss."
You consider his words.