You awaken dazed and groggy. You find yourself in a dimly lit cavern surrounded by pieces and armor, torn clothes, small canvas bags, and an opened chest. Despite the dim lighting, you can somehow see the surroundings more clearly than you can remember. Reaching out to the chest, you find a shiny rubbery clawed hand where yours supposed to be. Frightened you look upon yourself to find your whole body covered in a rubber suit resembling some sort of creature. You tugged at your limb only to feel the suit stretch and hurt as if it was your skin. But something about you seems familiar. Clawed hands, clawed feet, printed scales, tail, and a horned head. You have seen these features before, you could even claim that you fought a bunch of them but where?

Your thought process was interrupted by the shrieking laughter that echoed in the caverns. Within seconds, five of those creatures appeared dressed in loincloths and rags with sticks and clubs in hand.

"Mwwehehe, you kobold now fighter." The one in front said as the others gathered up the armored pieces and other items around you.

"K-k-ko-bold?" You stammered. It was if, by magic, you began to believe everything the smaller draconic creature was saying.

"Yes, yes. You kobold now, you fight for us." He answered as he pulled at your arm. "Quickly, quickly!!! Treasure, we must find. Shiny things, big shiny things!!!!"

"Shiny things, treasure?" You thought as you were being led further into the depths of the cavern. Those words triggered a sudden fascination. You love those things. Jewels, gems, shiny spoons, rocks. You couldn't have enough of them. Is that the reason why you're here? You thought as the leader kobold lead you into the fray with the others in the kobold horde sorting the treasure from the knick-knacks. Instinctively, you joined with them with nary a thought.

The leader left you alone as it walked to one of the other kobolds in its group.

"Set de next trap. Dis time, lure in big orc."

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Short story by me. :3