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One can never have too many "s"s~_______________________________________________________________________It appears Sewn's been wandering into places he shouldn't have been! Having shown interest in the Earthen structures of early history, Sewn decided to start exploring deep into the confines of an ancient temple among the arid sands. He eventually comes across what seems to be a coffin at first glance, with several snake patterns painted on the walls of the room around it in between indecipherable texts, the coffins donning the same markings, only in precious gold. In the middle of the base of the coffin, a purple jewel lay embedded into it, which seemed to cause Sewn to become increasingly attracted to it the more he stared at it, either out of self- expressed desire, or through hypnotic properties. He decided it would be best not to stare at it for too long, and curiously advanced closer to the coffin, where he then slowly slid off the lid of the coffin- not knowing this would be considered "illegal" on this planet- and to his surprise, nothing lay within. Awestruck, Sewn scratches his head and turns around...Big mistake.A lustrous- looking, tribal garb- wearing naga quickly ensnares Sewn's body and will, by thrusting their arm out towards him and opening their palm, instantly forcing his wolven psyche to come to a halt. He felt rather floaty and light, the blood in his body feeling a bit squirmy and writhing, his face feeling droopy as his eyes soon enough begin to pulsate patterns of light and dark blue away from his pupils- the unquestionable sign of hypnosis. The naga smirked triumphantly, tilting their head a bit and flicking their forked tongue out in curiosity. Sewn felt himself automatically trudging closer to the snake, stopping only halfway between them and the coffin. It was at this point the peculiar naga starts circling him, eyeing him up and down, Sewn still standing and staring blankly in one direction, unflinching."Hmmmm... what a peculiar little ssspecimen you are, wandering right into my grasssp sso naively..." The naga cooed, seemingly interested in Sewn's unique fur designs, "...hmm... sssomething in your blood tellssss me you did not intend any harm nor treachery on OUR groundsss... what am I to do with you..."It was at this point that the naga now takes notice in Sewn's transfiguration amulet, slithering back to his front and inspecting the dimly glowing amber and taking it into his hands. "My my... what have we here?" He then proceeds to feel around with it in his hands. "Sssss... An artifact of form flipping? Rather... quaint." The snake is about to lose interest in the amulet when he then looks up at Sewn and realizes that him touching it and turning it in his hands were causing Sewn to twitch and writhe slightly- his magic still affected him when interacting with the amulet, due to Sewn being bound to it. An idea grew in the naga's twisted mind, almost at the same rate of the toothy grin that spread across his face. "Mmmmmm... very well... I have been needing a sssservant to accompany me in thessse trying timesss, anyway~"With that being said, the naga gently slid the amulet off of Sewn's neck and head, and to his expectations- the subdued canine was still affected by the naga's interactions with it. Through the use of his own blood, the naga manages to keep Sewn's amulet suspended in the air between them, to more easily hone and focus his devious magic upon the artifact- and therefor- Sewn. "It'ssss time for Crimsssan to induct one more into our ranksssss..." The naga, Crimsan, now begins to weave strands of blood both out of himself and Sewn, who is still standing still, balancing weakly. This act of balancing starts to become a bit more difficult once Sewn's legs begin to quiver and almost buckle, both of which start fusing together and obtain a new amount of mass and muscle as they warp and contort into a long, scaly, and scoot- lined naga tail, starting at Sewn's feet and very quickly advancing to his knees, where the process then slows back down. His fangs grow sharper, his fur growing inwards and being replaced by more scales and scoots, and a cobra-like hood soon flaring up and out on either sides of his head. The tail nears its completion with converting Sewn's legs, having reached the bottom of the thighs. At this point, Sewn's head is now starting to succumb, Crimsan managing to maintain his magic without damaging Sewn's cranial structure. "Sssss... good... I wasss worried about that lassst part..." Finally, the tail meets with Sewn's midsection, leaving him a fully- converted naga, struggling to remain upright, yet proceeding to clutch his own head with his hand and give a quivery smile, his eyes still pulsating rings of light and dark blue.Crimsan chuckles and smirks in satisfaction, grasping the amulet out of the air and keeping it close with him. "You look ssso lovely, another sssnake in our urn..." He slithers over to Sewn and coils around him multiple times, eyeing down at him in a sinister manner. "Now... my ssservant... you will not dissssappoint me..."What followed after both Sewn and Crimsan disappeared into the darkness of the temple were months of Sewn serving his dedication to Crimsan, as instructed to do so. It took him a while, but with enough time his body got used to the new form of movement while being a naga. He was hypnotized for only the first several weeks or so, however, with Crimsan seemingly succumbing to his own morals and removing the hypnotic spell he put Sewn under, though to his surprise, Sewn still gladly served beneath Crimsan, either out of formed habit or willing thankfulness for the wonderful new form. Crimsan himself decided not to ask about it either way. Eventually, however, he decided it would be wrong to keep Sewn all to himself, and one day he gave Sewn back his amulet and allowed him to go free.Something in the back of Sewn's mind, even long after the incident, kept nudging at him to go back to the beautiful shaman naga known only as Crimsan.
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_______________________________________________________________________Another long one! Who would've guessed? This one was thankfully less ramble-ish than the Steel Sanctuary one, but I still felt there were certain points where I dragged on an event. Oh well, feel free to tell me whatcha think~
as canine noodle! - © Sewn
as shaman noodle! - Crimsan's (Sn3ky's) Upload - © Crimsan
as artist~ - Artist's Upload
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Naga
Size 3200 x 2400px
File Size 1.1 MB
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