Your snout pulls into a crooked smile, wide and serpentine — a grin that stretches across your transformed muzzle, as another rubbery creak and sqrk resounds as your twin dicks throb in arousal, tips bopping against your stomach.
But, they aren’t your focus right now.
Slowly, without thinking, you lift one of your feet into the air. Beastial, reptilian – distinctly plantigrade with cute cream-scaled soles and large wicked claws, so large you’d likely assert most of your weight on the balls of your feet to stand.
Their clawed toes flex, the slick latex dripping between them as residue clings to every inch.
With a wheezing hiss, you press the smooth, rubbery sole to your snout. The squelch of goo meeting goo echoes softly in the room, and you inhale deeply, the intoxicating scent of latex filling your nostrils. The sensation sends a shudder through your body, every nerve alight with strange, twisted pleasure.
“Mmmhh—hsss…” The sound escapes your lips, a mixture of muffled moan and serpentine hiss as you nuzzle against your own foot. Your forked tongue flicks out instinctively, tasting the slick residue that coats the surface. The thought of disgust doesn’t even cross your mind—there’s no space for it in the haze of bliss that has consumed you. Every breath you take is heavy with the intoxicating scent of latex, each nerve in your transformed body alight with strange, degenerate pleasure.
Your body trembles, lost in the strange ecstasy of this moment. Everything—your fear, your humanity, your old self—feels so distant now, drowned beneath the overwhelming sensations of your rebirth. The world fades to nothing as you surrender to the pleasure, adrift in the surreal fog of your transformation.
You slump fully against the floor, latex sticking to your scales as your clawed fingers flex weakly, leaving faint streaks in the goo beneath you. The hissing giggles die out into soft, ragged breaths, your glowing green eyes blinking slowly as you take in your alien reflection in a nearby puddle.
Ssssilly… ssssso sssilly…
The words swirl in your head, looping over and over as you slobber over your own foot, the slick goo dripping down your jaw. You can feel the edges of your sanity fraying, your thoughts spiraling into chaotic laughter and bliss. For a moment, nothing else exists but this—the sensation, the absurdity, the overwhelming need to revel in the bliss of what you’ve become.
On the floor, sprawled in a mess of latex residue and your own writhing body, you run your tongue over the smooth rubbery surface of your own flexed foot. A hiss escapes your throat, coarse and wheezing, but filled with unmistakable bliss.
Thoughts flood your mind, erratic and silly, each one more ridiculous than the last.
Big snake boy… big paws… big feet… you think, your snout twitching into a crooked, giddy grin. You raised a hand, tracing your claws along the arch of your foot, squelching the goo that clings to it.
Big boy! Boy-shaped snake! Silly snake!
The words tumble over each other in your mind, nonsensical and indulgent. Your gaze drifts to your other foot, toes splayed and glossy with latex. Suckable toes! The thought strikes you with giddy excitement, your tail curling lazily behind you.
Your hips shift, and the sensation pulls your thoughts downward. Plump… jiggly hips! The realization makes you laugh—coming out as a hoarse, rasping hiss—your hand drifting instinctively to your sides to confirm it.
Yessss, you’re a boy. A snakey boy. A cute, silly boy-shaped snake. A silly snake boy with big, clawed stompers. A wild, big-pawed, boy-shaped cute-boy snake. You can’t help but splay them, flexing as latex residue squelches between them, a low hiss of delight escaping your lips. You stare at them in wonder, unable to stop yourself from leaning down and dragging your tongue across your toes, tasting the remnants of the transformation.
They’re yours now, these big, silly stompers, and the thought makes you giggle again, the sound escaping as a mix of a hiss and rasping chuckle.
Boy toy, boy toy, silly, boy-brained idiot boy. The words swirl in your mind, a chant, a truth you can’t escape—and you don’t want to. You love this. You love feeling like this, giddy and light-headed, all sense melting away into a haze of blissful nonsense.
Your clawed fingers reach behind you, grasping at the smooth, rubbery length of your snake-like tail. It writhes in your grip as if it has a mind of its own; a part of you, yet something more. Something new. Shivering, a rasping laugh spills out of your open jaws, reptilian tongue flicking as the cool air brushes against your body.
You give your tail a shake, and it sways with a satisfying, rhythmic motion. Yessssssss, you think, your thoughts as slippery and silly as your new form. Snake boy, cute snake boy, boy toy, boy toy. You hiss out a chuckle, your clawed toes curling against the cool floor as you savor every intoxicating second of your newfound self.
You arch your back slightly, panting between hisses. For this moment, nothing else matters—just you, your silly snake boy thoughts, basking in what you've become.
Your feet twitch instinctively, toes splaying wide as the latex glistens between them. Your claws scraping faintly against the slick floor, the movement sending a shiver up your spine.
Just a silly boy… the thought whispers in your fogged mind, teasing and relentless.
Silly snake. Just a dumb boy. A big, dumb, silly snake boy…!
You can’t help but hiss softly, a wheezy sound that escapes your lips like a giggle. Your tail curls lazily behind you, your mind a tangled mess of absurdity and bliss. Flexing your toes again, you let your forked tongue flick out, tasting the musty residue of latex clinging to the air.
Just a silly, big, boy-shaped snake. Nothing else… just silly. Silly – silly silly silly silly!
Further you fall, sinking deeper, entombed in lust-drunk desire — you don’t want to stop, you don’t care anymore, you’re a boy-shaped snake with such delicious feet, you don’t care if anyone sees you like this, what they think – this is who you are.
And you loved every second of it.
Hisses sputter out your maw, tongue flicking, eyes half-lidding…