I grasped my green hand with my other hand, and stared at it in disbelief. A wave of green, scaly...skin, or
something, was travelling up my arm. I regarded it with a sense of awe, as my fingertips became long, thin,
and claw-tipped...but also somewhat feminine. I hadn't realized that the green scaly wave had traveled across
my one hand to my other.
All the while, I walked over to the writhing green tails on the floor. It was extremely strange. How were they
alive? Were they even alive? "Are these tails...alive?" "Our sensors indicate life despite the error of the
transformation." I examined them closer, touching them with my green hand. They weren't merely tails; they
were person sized. The result of the transformation not knowing what to do. "Are they able to think?" "Our
sensors indicate some level of thought. However, the movement you're witnessing is purely instinctual." I
shuddered. I could turn into that. A tail, trapped in mind alone, unable to do anything.
But I then shuddered a second time, but for a different reason; the scales had made their way to my body. They
seemed to quicken in pace, spreading from my shoulders down to my torso. My skin took on a green pigment, and
them immedietly, scales began to pop out. It wasn't painful, but it was a strange experience. But as it
reached my legs, something weirder began to happen; my shirt began to balloon out. "What the...hell?" I said,
grasping my now green mouth with my clawed fingertips. I sounded like a woman! And, suddenly, my shirt filled
out with what I could only wager as what were breasts. "Why did you-why...Why am I a girl?!" you yelled. "The
Species that you are taking the form of is dominated by females, whereas males are the ones who do what you
earth people would call 'motherly'. Therefor, ship piloting is is a duty unfit for a man."
I was about to complain about this when suddenly I felt a similar transformation happen in my legs; only, I
felt something important to me gradually shrink and, finally, cave inwards. I didn't have the guts to check
that out, but as my pants slid off my slender legs, a tail finally poked out of the bottom of my shirt. I
breathed a sigh of relief to see that I wouldn't share the same fate as these writhing green masses, but I
wasn't neccesarily happy with becoming a green lizard woman.
Moments later, my transformation was complete. I was a busty green lizard. And that was a strange realization
all on its own.