Chapter 0 - Too Much Naga Porn

Jaden can’t get some porn he saw out of his mind. Any other day this wouldn’t be a problem, but today it’s the sort of thing that will transform his life forever.

Too Much Naga Porn
by Zmeydros
(Edited by Tiliquain and Secretskunk)


"Look! It's always-tardy Jay Jay! So glad we had the opportunity to wait for you." Gill had his scrawny arms draped over the railing of the boardwalk.

A mishmash of magic and programmable LED lanterns ran through random parts of the spectrum making the boardwalk a tacky shade of psychedelic. I surveyed my friend's frowns while feeling like a screw-up.

Brady was in his usual trench coat and black t-shirt. How he wore the thing in eighty degree weather was beyond me. Muriel's black curls were held back by a purple ribbon and her curvy body was hidden by an ill-fitting yellow blouse and baggy black shorts. Gill's flip-flops clashed with his death metal t-shirt and studded kilt, but if his boyfriend liked him that way, I wasn't going to complain.

When Gill stood up and crossed his arms, I decided I'd been silent long enough. "I-uh forgot my--it doesn't matter. What are we doing?"

Brady put put a long arm over my shoulder and pulled me against his side, "Yeah Gill, what are we doing?"

As he let go of me, Gill said, "Have you noticed that we're the only juniors without augments?"

Muriel glared at Gill as she pulled her spell-weaving knuckles out of her purse. "If I find out I skipped Magecraft 3601 for something that isn't, what did you call it? 'Highly urgent,' I'm going to throw you right into the surf."

"But it is highl--AAAAHHH!" Gill went flying over the boardwalk's railing and into the ocean.

Muriel let go of the magic threads she'd just pulled and made a show of brushing off her hands as if she'd just won a prize fight with a single punch.

I shook my head. She was only slowing down whatever plans Gill had. She wasn't going to leave, none of us were. "I'll get him," I offered.

Brady shrugged while Muriel just looked away.

Pulling my hooked spell knuckles out of my back pockets, I pulled at the air stirring up the fabric of the magic around me. Purple light flashed out from the sharp points on the knuckles and I tossed the threads I gathered over toward Gill who was just getting to shore. Lifting him up, I spun him while wringing the water and salt out of his clothes and hair. I set him firmly down on the boardwalk.

"Thanks, Jay Jay!" He bowed theatrically.

"Ugh, Gill, Just spill the beans already. I don't want to have to fish you out again," I said.

Muriel grabbed some magic with her spell knuckles and set her jaw while looking at Gill.

Gill held up his hands, "Whoa, whoa! Come on, it's not like you're in danger of getting bad grades, Mu."

"Don't call me Mu!" she snapped back.

"Let me guess, we're gonna go get augments," Brady said in a disinterested monotone.

Snapping his fingers, Gill said, "You got it! There's this place on the boardwalk that does good work. My boyfriend's sister works there and got us a discount."

"But why did it have to be today?" I asked.

"I asked her to call me when they were having a really slow day so we could all go in at the same time," Gill said.

Muriel's arms fell to her sides. "That's actually...really thoughtful."

"Yeah?" Gill's chest puffed with pride. "Yeah! I thought we'd be nervous and stuff going in alone," 

"So, what are you guys getting?" Brady asked.

I pretended to be distracted by the pinks and oranges of the sunset. The less I said, the better.

Muriel said, "I'm gonna get horse ears, they're cute and functional!"

"I'm gonna get a prehensile lizard tail so I can hold onto railings," Gill said.

We all laughed.

Muriel said, "Seriously? You'd have to get all your pants modified."

The moment she said it, I started thinking about having a scaly tail of my own while trying very hard to not think about the porn I'd been obsessed with for the last month. A tail that big was overkill!

"Or I could just buy more kilts and only need special boxers. Like the ones I'm wearing today," Gill said.

"Oh geez, you just had to say it." Muriel looked up at the sky shaking her head.

"I see, nothin' like lettin' ocean breeze kiss your arse, is there?" Brady asked in an overdone Scottish accent.

Gill blushed.

"Soon you'll be lettin' your wee pecker dangle out in the open like a true Scotsman."

"Stahp it!" Gill said blushing even deeper.

Brady chuckled and then looked at me. "Listen to these two, a tail and a pair of ears? I thought we were the edgy students. I'm gonna tell them I'm going in for wolf ears, but the moment they turn the magic loom on, I'm gonna think about a nice thick horse cock."

"You-you can't!" Muriel protested.

"Why not? Sure, they'll charge me more, but they're not gonna stop me. They'd risk a lawsuit for messing up my junk. Plus, I wouldn't go so big I couldn't hide it."

"No one's gonna think you're cool, dude. They're gonna think you're a huge pervert once word gets 'round," Gill said.

"Nah, I'm gonna have a line of women waiting for their ticket to the Brady rodeo."

"Eew." Muriel frowned. "You think women just want a big cock?"

"No, I think they want horse cock. Think about all the fantasy dildos--"

I lost track of their bickering as that stupid porn video finally made it past my defenses. The naga had looked so delighted to be stuffed with that horse augment's cock. I bit my lip. What would being covered in scales feel like? What about having a pussy? No, I had to think about something else. All I'd get is a a scaly tail...no, that would be too risky. What if my mind wandered?

Brady tapped me on the shoulder. "Jaden? Hello? What are you gonna get?"

"Uh, um, scaly, ears? Like, dragon ears?" I tried not to stammer too much.

"You don't sound sure," Gill said. "You need more time to think?"

"No. W-we should just go get our augments. It's getting late." More time to think was the last thing I needed.

As we walked toward "Pickawick's Augmentation Parlor," Gill fiddled with his phone. A couple minutes later, he said, "Still can't believe you're going to try to trick them like that. They say they only do tails and ears on their website."

"Yeah, whatever, places that advertise genital augmentation make you pay through the nose. I figure, if I'm gonna get a hefty discount, I gotta spend it on something that's actually expensive," Brady said.

"Well, if you get into trouble or my boyfriend's sister get's angry, I'm go--"

"Please stop. If he's that desperate to have a horse dong, we're not gonna talk him out of it," Muriel interjected.

"Desperate!?" Brady protested.

"And, we're here," Gill said looking at all of us in a way that suggested the conversation needed to be over.

Pickawick's Augmentation Parlor was a big converted three-story shingle style house that was roughly square with a hexagonal turret on the corner with the main entrance. The shingles that covered the house were a mixture of brown and grey, like the scales of some old weathered wooden dragon. The wind had picked up and waves were crashing below the boardwalk as we stepped inside.

"Hey Liz," Gill said to the woman behind a podium covered in the same shingles the outside of the house was made of.

She had white lop rabbit ears with brown and black speckles. Her sharp-featured face looked up from the tablet she'd been staring at causing her ears to flop adorably. "Hey Gill!" She ran from behind the podium and gave him a hug.

He hugged back and gave her a couple friendly slaps on the back before releasing her. "How's business?" he asked.

"Slow now that the back to school rush is over," she said as she grabbed her tablet off of the podium. "Let's get started before the evening appointments start showing up."

She handed the tablet to Gill. "Okay, so, each of you needs to select the type of augment you're getting and then put your credit card in the reader so we can get your payment details sorted."

"Oh, so, we pay before we get the augment?" Muriel asked.

Liz shook her head. "No, you won't be charged until after we know you're happy with it. This is just insurance against people who try to get more than what was quoted."

Gill turned to glare at Brady.

Brady shrugged and looked away.

After Liz led Gill through all the forms and and boring official statements she had to make on the behalf of her employer, she took the tablet back and said, "Prehensile tails are the best, now, you're sure that you won't mind the learning curve on the fine motor control? You're probably going to break some vases in the first few weeks."

"Hilbert said he'd help me keep an eye on it. We read your whole page on tail augments."

"Good!" She handed the pad to Muriel and started going through everything with her.

While they worked on filling out the forms, I imagined using a tail to reach under the couch to grab things that bounced under there, to open doors when my hands were full of groceries, and to help me fold sheets. Maybe I could trust myself? There were so many practical reasons to have one. It wasn't like I was gonna just go full naga. I started getting an erection just thinking about the word "naga." A couple deep breaths and listening to Liz repeat her little legal speech solved that problem. 

After I took the tablet from Liz and we went through all the preliminary legal stuff, I asked, "So, umm, what if my mind wanders while I'm getting changed and I start getting the wrong augment?"

"Don't worry, we have a technician watching the whole process in case something goes wrong." She put her hand on my shoulder. "On top of that, if you pick whatever you want most, you should be fine."

"Whatever I want most?" I asked.

"Yep!" she said. "If it's what's going to jump into your mind anyway, why not get it as your first augment?"

I stared at the tablet for a moment wondering if I could really trust myself. At first, I put in "dragon ears" to be safe, but she was right, I'd probably start thinking about a tail the moment the process started. "I think I want a prehensile tail, then," I said.

"Go for it, Jay Jay, we'll be tail bros!" Gill beamed a smile at me.

"Okay!" His excitement was infectious. I changed it to "scaly prehensile tail" and put my credit card in. It was almost five hundred dollars, I wouldn't be going out to eat, or buying video games, for a good while. I handed the tablet to Liz.

Brady gave me a slap on the shoulder, "Good on you, man. I knew you didn't just want ears."

Muriel scoffed. "Hey! There's nothing wrong with ears!"

"Why not get a horse tail to go with them? Brady asked. "I've seen the anime horsegirls you scribble in your margins."

"Fine! I will!" Muriel reached for the tablet.

Liz tapped the tablet a couple times and handed it to her. "You sure you want one?"

It was the first time I'd ever seen Muriel blush. She just nodded shyly and added in her tail as Liz looked at us like she was missing something. That's when I realized that she didn't know Brady was planning to get more than wolf ears. She was in for a big, unpleasant, surprise. I considered warning her, but Brady would have suspected me if I tried to talk to her alone. Plus, I wasn't here to clean up Brady's messes. My knees got weak as I thought about the sort of messes his horse cock would make.

No, he probably wasn't going to get one. They'd stop the machine or something. Was it safe to just stop the machine? My thoughts were interrupted by Liz saying, "Okay, Gill, you go to room 101, Muriel's in 202, we've only got two technicians today, but we'll get to you two in a jiff."

"Alright," I said taking a seat in the waiting room.

Gill waved bye. "See you when I've got a tail!"

"It's gonna be awesome!" I replied. Then I looked at Muriel, "I'm so excited for you!"

She smiled and waved. It was cute to see her so shy and bubbly.

The waiting room had an HDTV on the wall opposite us. Ads for boardwalk attractions were broken up by things Liz had already explained to us. To my right was a big open doorway that led to the rest of the augmentation parlor and to my left was Brady. Past him was the entrance. The walls were covered by rough grey wooden boards that looked like splinter factories.

I unlocked my phone and started reading an article about how the incorporation of magic threads could make quantum computers even more feasible.

Setting his phone on his knee, Brady said, "You've been really quiet today. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just distracted is all," I shrugged hoping he'd drop it.

"Something bad happen?"

"No, no, nothing bad."

He crossed his legs and caught his phone before it went tumbling to the floor. "Something good, then?"

I blinked. I didn't have an answer to that. Trying to think quickly, I said "Just been watching--" my heart leapt in my chest, "--reading, I mean reading, interesting articles."

"What kind?"

With that, the herm naga was back in my head. I started sweating and couldn't meet Brady's eyes. "Just, you know, science and stuff."

"Uh huh, so that's what we're calling porn now," Brady said.

He'd known me too long. I should have kicked him out of my life years ago, when I wasn't so used to him that I forgot I had an option as to whether he was my friend. He was being a bad friend! If only he knew how much I needed him not to be himself right now.

"That freaky, huh? You're going to have to send me a link."

"S-sure," I said. From the jokes he liked to make, I knew his tastes were far tamer than mine. He'd stayed the same, I'd branched out. I leaned forward to hide my erection as I thought about being covered head to toe in scales with nice round breasts hanging from my chest.

Sensing my discomfort, Brady started telling a story about how he accidentally cheated on a quiz in his computer science class. After sharing a few laughs, I was sitting up straight and starting to remember why I was his friend.

Muriel walked into the room. When her new horse ears twitched, she made an "EE!" sound and then laughed. She started to say something, but she made the same sound again when her horse tail swished of it's own accord. She said, "Sorry, I'm still not used to, well, you know," she pointed at her auburn-furred ears and tail.

Brady said, "Wooooaaaah! They look perfect!"

I nodded. "Yeah! You look gorgeous."

"I--EE!--am really happy with them," she said. It seemed her ears and tail had a mind of their own. It was adorable and she was smiling so much she was actually showing her teeth. Before that, I didn't know she could even do a smile with teeth.

Brady asked, "Did they mod your pants for you?"

She nodded. "Yep!"

"Give us a little spin," Brady said.

She stopped mid-twirl when Gill came into the room. His orange-scaled tail was curled around itself as he looked at it as if he was scared it was going to sneak up on him. "Good, it's behaving itself now. Geez!" He looked up at us. "You guys have to feel this thing, it's like the smoothest thing I've ever felt on top and kinda grippy on the bottom."

When Muriel touched his tail, it bent up toward her hand and she said, "It feels like a python."

Brady got out of his chair and grabbed Gill's tail about half-way down its three-foot length. "It feels strong."

"They said it can support my weight," Gill said. He looked at me. "Come on, touch it. You're about to get one of these."

So many feelings welled up in me that I felt numb as I went over to him, but the moment I felt his tail move under my hand, heat rushed to my crotch. My mind thought, "So this is what that naga's tail feels like." I focused my mind on holding my erection at bay. "This is amazing," I blurted out while my pants became tighter and tighter. 

I had to do something, I couldn't risk everyone seeing I was hard from just touching his tail. I said, "I better use the restroom before I get my augment," and then followed the signs down the hall and to the right. Thankfully, the two restrooms were just rooms and not rooms with stalls. I closed and locked the door. Dropping my pants and grabbing my shaft, I started stroking. I was so hard that it hurt, getting off was now a necessity.

The whole time I pumped my fist over my throbbing length, I thought about that damn herm naga and the tactile sensation of Gill's tail. In under thirty seconds, I was leaning on the wall behind the bathroom toilet with one hand and aiming my cock into the bowl with the other while firing my spooge into the water. I had to breathe out with my moans avoid making noises that everyone in the parlor would hear. For a moment, I just stayed like that, an acute sense of relief washing over me.

They'd start wondering if I took too long, so I flushed the toilet and strutted bowlegged to the sink so I could wash my hands and the head of my penis. After all that was done, I got back into my pants feeling refreshed. I figured I wasn't gonna think about porn for a good while after cumming that hard.

Brady was gone when I got back to the waiting room. Both Gill and Muriel were trying to figure out comfortable sitting positions now that they had tails. Before I could ask them how they were doing, someone behind me said, "Jaden?"

I turned around and said, "Yes?"

A buff guy with pink cat ears and tail said, "Good, I'm Larry and I'll be seeing to your augmentation."

I was led upstairs to a well-lit room with a bar hanging from a chain hoist in the ceiling Hanging from the bar were cuffs for holding people up by the arms and dangling lower was a simple backless seat. The room was not rustic like the rest of the building, it looked like a posh modern clinic room, which was reassuring.

"We have the latest augmentation loom from Augweave." Larry pointed at a three-foot-tall column affixed to the wall which had been encrusted with hundreds of tiny ball joints, each with its own tiny tiny trident sticking out of it.  To me, magic looms always looked like a giant hair roller that had centipede legs affixed to it instead of plastic tines.

After using alcohol wipes to wipe down the chair and the cuffs, Larry washed his hands thoroughly. Then he grabbed a gown and what looked like an orange shopping bag from a shelf near the door. Handing them to me, he said, "You're tail's gonna need room to grow. Put all your stuff in this bag. Our textile mage will adjust your pants while you're getting your tail. Any questions?" 

I had so many questions that they all jammed up inside my head. What would it feel like? How long would it take? And what was a textile mage? Were they like magic tailors? I'd heard of them before, but never really thought about it. He stood there trying to hide that he was tapping his foot until I asked, "How long will it take?"

"The augmentation will be done in ten minutes. These new looms are very fast and accurate." He looked at his watch, "Ready to get changed?"

Right, there were evening appointments, I decided not to bother him anymore and nodded.

"I'll step out until you give me a holler." He left the room.

After changing into the gown and putting all my stuff in the orange bag, I said, "You can come back in now."

He walked over to the hanging chair with the open back and used a dangling remote to adjust its height. "Don't sit on your gown, we need your bare skin to be facing the loom. Buckle in and then raise your hands above your head."

"Why do my hands need to be restrained?" I asked as I got in the chair

"Safety. Regulations say hands must be kept out of the main magic flow. Some people get the idea they should weave magic while the loom's running. It's a very bad idea."

"Oh." I didn't want to ask what sort of messed up stuff caused that regulation. Instead, I put my hands up to the cuffs and he affixed them around my wrists. The cool air of the room was giving my ass goosebumps.

He then held a rectangle, with a big red button on it, in front of me. Which hand is your dominant hand?"

"My right, why? Do you need me to launch a rocket?"

He laughed. "No, this is an emergency stop. You can hit it at any time and stop the process. A tap will tell the machine to stop at the next safe position, usually a couple seconds after the button is pressed. A hard sustained press will shut the machine down ASAP. Only use the hard press if you're in danger or in acute pain." He pulled on a beige elastic strap on the back of the TV-remote-like box and put it around my right hand so I could easily reach the button with my thumb and wouldn't drop it.

After that, he pulled what looked like a dental x-ray machine along its track in the ceiling. It had the same logo on it that the loom had. He moved the x-ray-like part they usually point at your teeth so that it was pointing at my head. It was like six inches away.

Before I could ask what it was, he said, "This is the thought probe. It grabs onto your mental image so the loom can translate it into reality."

"Cool!"

He closed the door to my right before sitting down at the desk which was further right. I felt exposed with my butt clearly in his purview and I had to turn my head quite a bit to even look at him. He had a screen off to his left that he could check while the process was going on. "Okay, tap the safety button."

I did so.

"Good, now give me a hard press."

When I pressed it hard, I felt a click from inside the wired remote thing.

"Good, okay, now think about the tail you want."

I closed my eyes and imagined myself with a scaly tail. Did I want it to be red? Blue? Green? Maybe blue-green?

"I'm getting a lot of different colors here, you can go multicolored, but this looks like random flashes," he said.

"Sorry." I settled on a blue tail with light yellow under scales.

"Okay, got a good clear image. Do you want the monitor on or off?" he asked. "Some people find it distracting. The machine will beep if it loses track of your mental image. You can just close your eyes and get it back if that happens. Some people find it easier to use the live feed to guide their visualization."

"I'm fine with it on," I said.

The HDTV on the wall in front of me turned on. The screen was split in half. On the right, were two boxes. The top one said, "Progress" and the one under it was a live feed of the loom. The left side of the screen was a live view of me from the side.

"Alright! Last question, do you want me to monitor your mental image during the procedure or would you like privacy?"

Oh how I wished I could have asked for his help, but I couldn't guarantee that I wouldn't think about something I didn't want him to see while this was happening. Plus, I could hit the stop button if I knew my mental image was going the wrong way. "Privacy please."

Larry clicked on something with his mouse and then cracked his knuckles. "You ready to start?"

"Yep." I gulped. In ten minutes, I was gonna have a tail! I couldn't believe it.

"Three, two, one, go!" He hit the enter key with flair.

The loom spun faster and faster until I could hear the tiny tridents whistling through the air. Yellow magic threads started tangling themselves around it turning white hot. Then thousands of them attached to my buttocks one after another. I started to feel warmth rush into me as a lump formed on my tailbone. A tugging sensation made me squirm a bit, but then it felt like someone was sensuously rubbing deep into my skin.

That's when I started getting hard. "Is it supposed to feel this...good?"

"Oh? What does it feel like?" He asked.

I blushed bright red.

He chuckled. "You're lucky, some people itch, some people feel like they're getting a deep massage, and others, like you, feel an even deeper pleasure. Don't worry and just relax, I've seen it all before."

I bit my lip to stop from moaning as my tail started adding inches to its length. My shaft hardened to the point it was making a little throbbing hill in the crotch of my gown. I'd just gotten off, what was the deal? My thumb rubbed the stop button as I considered stopping it and claiming I suddenly had to go to the bathroom. But it felt too good! My tail was over a foot long now and my nipples were tingling in a way I'd never felt. That's when I started thinking about having nice scaly breasts.

No! I had to focus on the tail! I could feel sparks in my mind, tingles that corresponded to the new nerves in my tail. I could feel a slight breeze across my scales. One side of my tail was a bit cooler than the other. I closed my eyes to bask in the sensation. There were clicks inside my tail as each extra vertebra was added, there was a tugging as it was pulled farther out from me, then there was a ripple as muscles got added, and a sensuous rubbing as scales formed on the surface.

I nearly jumped out of the chair when I heard someone yell, "Larry help! We're going off the rails down here!"

"Fuck!" Larry hopped out of his chair and ran out the door saying, "Tap the button and I'll get you re-started when I come back."

It was a simple command. I put my thumb on the button and...nothing. My tail was almost done, what harm could it do to just let it finish? Finish? It was going to be over. Already? But it felt so good! I imagined my tail longer to keep the process going. I stared at the monitor as my pre formed a wet spot on the gown. Three and a half feet, four feet, five feet, the base thickened taking up more of my ass.

Seeing my tail that long and beautiful, feeling its new muscles move under its smooth scaly skin, brought that herm naga back into my mind. I put my thumb on the button and was about to press it when I got an idea. Going full naga would be a very bad idea, but I needed to change more. I felt like it was going somewhere, somewhere more pleasurable than I'd ever been. This need sparked an idea.

Larry wasn't going to watch me change back into my clothes, so he wouldn't notice if I gave myself small breasts. My nipples tingled madly just thinking about it. Yes! I needed breasts! I imagined small, concealable, ones on my chest. A fierce blush appeared on my cheeks as my nipples swelled in size, magic threads were now looping around to my front.

Adrenaline coursed through me as I made my breasts a bit larger wondering how big could I make them without being caught. My feet were shaking from the sensation of my scaly flesh expanding.

When nipples collided with the front of the gown, a sharp tickle of pleasure put me right at the edge of orgasm. My shaft jerked as if it was going to deliver its load, but nothing came out.

Laughter escaped my lips as I realized I was going to get away with it. All I had to do was just press that button.

No! I pulled my thumb away.

The biggest orgasm of my life was waiting for me and there was one more thing I needed to change. Something I'd wanted ever since I started watching herm porn. Getting a scaly snatch would feel better than any of the other changes. Larry would have to be a real perv to look behind my balls, after all.

The only image of a pussy I could call up on such short notice was from the naga in the video. First, I felt a tension in my tailbone, but I forgot about it when the magic reached for my taint. I saw stars. It felt like someone had grabbed a bolt of lightning made of orgasms and jammed it into my prostate. My jizz made a mess on the underside of the gown as my new opening was crafted. The base of my tail thickened to cover my entire back end, like a lizard tail.

I wasn't making noise because I couldn't breathe. I was caught in a long gasp. Only when I started to black out did I manage to force a breath. I lost that breath to a long moan and had to try for another.

A new wetness, a new heat, a new focus for sexual pleasure, getting a snatch was the gift that kept on giving. The widening of my hips was giving my body a more hourglass shape. My tail was now passing six feet long and scales were spreading up from it to cover my thighs and stomach. 

Something was stuck in my mind waiting to travel across my synapses. It felt familiar, but alien at the same time. The throbbing in my forming passage felt like clenching a muscle, totally unlike any of the sensations I'd ever gotten from my penis.

There was a shifting at the front of my new sex. At first it was painful, like someone pressing hard on the head of my cock, but my new clit quickly became erect and intense ecstasy ricocheted throughout my body. That thing that had been stuck in my mind was let loose.

This orgasm was like a fire radiating out from the core of my body. My arms and legs went numb, an impossibly bright white light pushed everything else out of my mind. Joy, endless joy.

As my awareness of the room around me returned, I tried to make sense of what I'd just experienced. Was that a combination of having a clit and a magic loom to stimulate it? Were female orgasms that amazing? Would I ever experience anything that pure again?

Wait, my legs felt like they were wrapped in cling wrap that was constantly being pulled tighter. They were shrinking back into my body! Excitement and horror chased each other in my mind. I was about to experience something I never dreamed I'd have access to: an actual naga body!

But on the other hand, this was going too far, I needed to, needed...a longer tail! If I could experience magic-laced orgasm just one more time, I'd consider my life one well lived. My attention turned to my needy rock-hard member. What would it feel like if I transformed it into a twin-pricked snake cock? Scales spread across the undersides of my breasts.

"What the FUCK!?" Larry cried from the doorway. He bolted toward the big red button on the edge of his desk.

"No!" I yelled as my tail lashed out toward him.

He tripped over it and smacked his head on the side of the desk. As he struggled to get up, I gasped at the sensation of moving my tail muscles for the first time. Even though I was clumsy with it, I got it wrapped around his knees and dragged him toward me.

He beat his fists on my tail causing me to wince. "You-you planned this all, didn't you? Brady was just a distraction?!"

I gritted my teeth in anger as I pulled Larry toward me even harder. He tried to grab the floor, to stop sliding, but there was nothing for him to grab onto. Meanwhile, I thrust in the chair and grunted, as the magic touched my cock. It wasn't enough...it just wasn't as intense as getting a pussy had been. Oh, it did feel fantastic to have another shaft push out of my crotch to join my original one. Even the foreskin pulling back on each erection to become a scaly slit wasn't quite intense enough.

As my dicks got a snake-cock-like taper, pre started to flow again. I needed to see that flash of white one more time. I needed...my mental image of myself was replaced by the herm naga. The scales of my tail became red and orange, like hirs. My tits filled out making the gown tight.

The loom started to hum and the magic threads cut through my gown making it tear open. My breasts bounced as they were freed. The chair couldn't take the magic intensity and the plastic took on the consistency of warm swiss cheese.

I tried to remember my own body, to push the button, anything to avert these drastic changes, but I couldn't imagine living with myself if I denied myself the intoxicating bliss of my continued metamorphosis. Scales started to cover my back and neck as I felt my feet disappear into my tail.

Larry started screaming for help. I worked to catch my breath and stop moaning and grunting long enough to say, "Larry, I'm not going to hurt you. I promise."

I stopped constricting his legs so hard and he relaxed a bit, but he did yell for help again. Pressure on the sides of my neck accompanied the formation of a cobra-like hood  as my canines became fangs and my hair fell to the floor.

The other technician, a woman with a fluffy fox tail, came in. That tail went straight up as she screamed and ran out of the room.

I wasn't a monster, was I?

My eyes widened in horror as I saw the live feed. I no longer had separate legs, I had a cobra hood, conspicuous breasts, scales were spreading up my arms. This time, I really tried to press that button, to stop this so there was maybe some chance of explaining it as an accident, but the pure white hit me. My balls were retreating into my pinkish pearlescent belly scales as my twin cocks shot their load on the far wall and my big scaly pussy started to glisten with wetness.

My breasts were now DD's, just like that naga's, and that weight on my chest was adorned by nice thick nipples. My nostrils moved away from each other as my face pushed out. The sensation made me feel like I really needed to sneeze. My eyes watered as they turned yellow.

Liz ran into the room and dove over the side of the desk  and slammed her fist onto the big red button.

But, it was too late, I'd just run out of things to change: I was a herm naga.

"You absolute fucker!" Larry said struggling to get out of my grasp.

I started to bawl. I didn't even recognize my face. I pressed the button hard with my thumb even though it was now useless while I dug my claw-like fingernails into the cuffs and let Larry go. "I'm sssorry."

I uttered those words over and over. To myself, to Larry, to Liz, and to the floor and the walls. What I was apologizing for was unclear. My body was gorgeous. The most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

At first, Larry and Liz looked at me fuming and flaring their nostrils, but as my crying fit stretched on, their faces softened. Larry came up to me and said, "Why did you stop me?"

"I-I don't know," I said through my tears.

"Didn't you want this?" Larry asked.

"Yesss, no..." Neither answer fit.

"Why are you so upset?"

"I ruined my life."

He bit his lip. It wasn't something he could refute. I'd be an outcast. There'd be no way I could pay back the amount of magic energy that had been expended transforming me. If other looms had been running other than the one Brady was using, I might have blown out all the magic circuits in the building. I'd be fined for breaching the contract I'd agreed to. Things like that had been on the news a couple times.

Liz asked, "Why do it then?"

"Because it felt ssso good I didn't want it to..." I started to cry louder, "ssstop."

She looked my body up and down, eyes pausing on my breasts and then my two slits, one for my cocks, one for my pussy, then she glanced at the wall. "Did-did you jizz all over our wall?"

I blushed and looked away, still shedding tears.

She sighed. "Y-you're creative, I'll give you that. Never seen a hermaphrodite snake...thing before."

"Cancel all our six o'clocks." Larry put his head in his hands.

Liz walked over and started undoing my cuffs. My new forked tongue flicked out and touched her neck. She yelped and jumped back.

"Sssorry," I said. "Didn't mean to." My mind was telling me she was very stressed based on what my tongue picked up. It could catch smells? Like a snake's?

"Guess you really are part snake," she said as she stood off to my right side and undid the cuff.

Larry worked on the other cuff saying, "Do anything odd and I'll punch you so hard..." He didn't bother to finish his threat.

With my hands freed, I curled up on the floor.  People that looked at me would struggle to call me "human." A freak, I was a freak of nature.

A couple minutes passed as I worked on getting my sobbing under control. Liz made a phone call over by the desk and Larry stood next to her taking notes on his tablet.

"Oh shit Jaden! Is that you?" Brady said from the doorway. Behind him was the fox-tailed technician.

I looked up at him and nodded weakly.

Brady ran toward me, "Dude, are you okay?"

"Am I a monssster?"

He pursed his lips. "By some people's definition--"

I started crying again.

"Hey, hey, don't be like that. Look at the bright side, those are some top shelf knockers."

And he had me laughing. In this situation, that's the best he could do? It was hilarious! He patted me on the shoulder the way someone does when they think you're losing your mind and they're not sure whether they should console you or slap you out of it.

When I stopped laughing, he got up and asked Larry, "Can I have some paper towels or something?"

Larry grabbed two blue wipes from a dispenser on the wall and handed them to Brady while Liz kept talking on the phone. He held his hand out for more. Larry rolled his eyes and then grabbed several more.

Brady walked over to me and started drying my tears and spittle from crying. After he was done, he put a bunch of wipes in my right hand and said, "Wipe your cum off the wall before anyone else sees it. I'm not gonna do it for you, because eew, cold spooge is the worst."

The fox-tailed technician looked at the wall, then me, and then started walking slowly backwards.

I "stood" on my tail for the first time and started to fall over. Brady hooked his right arm around my left and helped me steady myself. Eventually, we made it to the wall and I started wiping. 

Just as I was finishing up, I heard Gill's voice. "No, oh no, no, uh-uh..."

His eyes were wide and he was shaking. He was about six feet away from me, just inside the door, and he looked like he was struggling to come any closer.

"It'sss okay, it'sss me."

He gulped and stammered before saying, "Sorry, I can't. This can't be you...I-I have to go." I heard him sniffle as he turned to leave.

"Wait!" I called after him.

Muriel stepped to the side to let Gill pass. "I thought Brady was mental, but you--" She glared at me. "You take the fucking cake! What were you thinking?"

I tried to speak.

She held up her hands. "No, I don't want to know. Gill's the one you're going to have to try and explain this to. He set all this up, and now, Liz might never speak to him again."

I bit my lip to stop from crying and then said, "I didn't mean--"

Her horse tail flicked in frustration. "How could you not mean this? There's a stop button, hello?" She pantomimed pressing the button with her thumb. "That's all you had to do."

"But it felt ssso--"

"Nope, I don't want to hear the end of that sentence. We'll try this again when I don't want to stab you." She turned and left.

The fox-tailed tech followed Muriel.

Liz's floppy bunny ears twitched as she hung up the phone and looked at me. "Just got off the phone with the owner. Good news, we're not gonna call the cops. Good news, we're going to do some serious modding to your clothes so you don't have to streak home. Bad news, you're going to be paying this off for years."

"Like a loan?" I asked.

"Like a payment plan to cover the fines, fees, and damages," Liz said.

"Damagesss?"

Larry nodded. "The loom's going to need some serious maintenance. That was too much magic too fast. You probably bent some of the tridents and caused some thermal stress fractures."

"Why would it keep running if it wass damaging itsself?" I asked.

"Imagine if it was routing a major artery down your tail and suddenly just stopped," Larry said. "You were making such massive changes, the system put your wellbeing above its own."

"I'm glad, I guess?"

"You guess? This system was made for simple short augmentations and you made it wreck itself making yourself into...well, that." He gestured toward my body. I had the feeling that Larry had a special place in his heart for magic looms. The moment he'd started talking about the damage, he looked tired and dead inside. 

"Yeah, what are you?" Liz asked.

"A naga. Like, from the legendsss."

"Well, I hope you like acting or the entertainment industry because I don't think you'll be getting a desk job." She shook her head.

I hit my head on the wall and then leaned against it. "Thiss iss too much."

Brady said, "Imagine holding a sword and chasing a knight down a dark tunnel or something. Who wouldn't pay money to see that?"

Liz said, "It would be better than CGI. Think about Cat Jacobs. He's played every feline alien race Hollywood's ever dreamed up."

"So awkward," Larry complained. "I'm going to see if his-her-whatever's clothes are ready." He walked out the door.

I pulled my head away from the wall and looked down at my breasts and then leaned back bending my hips so I could look at my two genital slits with the rounded slit for my anus below them. 

Brady's eyes followed mine. His jaw slackened in fascination.

My pussy slit was a bit wet. Heat rushed down to it as I remembered how puffy and round it had been just before I came. I stopped looking at it. What was I? I was used to being called "he." But most people looking at me and not seeing any sign of a cock would say, "she."

People's ideas of gender were so oversimplified...but the thought of using "she" made me smile. I looked at Liz and then Brady. "Use 'sshe/her/herss' to refer to me and I'm not male or female, I'm something else from now on." Just saying that out loud caused me to feel giddy. It was the first bright spot in the utter disaster of my transformation.

"You're definitely something else," Brady said looking me up and down.

A blush darkened my deep red cheeks. He seemed to be trying to commit every detail to memory. My tongue shot out and smelled?--no, tasted the air and I had to stifle a hiss of pleasure as my snatch got wetter. I could taste his arousal. The top of my mouth tingled, I think it's what was tasting smells.

My tongue shot out again and I caught more of Brady's excitement. Something was wrong. My sexes were warming quickly and I just couldn't get my mind off of his scent. I knew humans could get turned on by each other's scents, but this was a thousand times more potent. I could feel my cocks hardening behind my slit, I tried to hold it closed so they wouldn't come out.

Larry came back in and tossed my altered clothes onto the desk. "Okay, you see if these fit. We'll wait outside. Sound good?"

"Y-yeah, but I'll need like ten minutess," I said.

Larry raised an eyebrow.

Liz tilted her head.

The heads of both cocks made it out of my slit. In a moment of desperation I grabbed Brady's wrist and pulled him in front of me turning my body more toward the door so he was hiding my entire front. My shafts came out more and poked his butt. He straightened and started to pull away, but I whispered, "Pleasse, don't let them ssee."

He relaxed and said, "She says she needs my help."

Walking to the door, Larry motioned for Liz to follow him. She'd been looking at me and Brady with narrowed eyes, but Larry's beckoning disrupted whatever thoughts she was having and she followed him out. Once Larry was outside, she gave us a look that said, "You better not do what I think you're about to do," and then pulled the door shut behind her.

The moment I let go of Brady's wrist, he spun around and looked down. 

His silence was killing me, I considered hiding my twin pricks from his view, but then I noticed his somewhat baggy altered pants had a considerable bulge. I could taste his arousal even more clearly now.

He didn't seem to know what to do and was grabbing at his own hands as his erection made a huge tent. I would have thought he was fully erect, but it kept growing. My clit got so erect that it parted my slit and the sides were quickly becoming puffy. I could see it was as big as the end of my pinky finger. So nice and big, like the rest of my scaly muff.

His scent got thicker and my nipples hardened in under a second. I reached down for his belt. "Can I ssee?"

Blinking, he looked up at me. Then his eyes widened as he realized what I'd just asked. His confidence came back. "Fuck yes! You can see, touch, stroke...anything."

My claw-like nails made things a bit different than I was used to, but I eventually figured out how to undo his belt, button, and zipper. I put my thumbs on the inside of the hem of his boxers and pulled down revealing his equine prick. I gasped seeing it. It was easily ten inches long and still not fully hard.

He breathed out a moan as I reached under it and pulled it up so I could look at the blunt wide head. My other hand reached down to cup one of his fist-sized balls. I'd thought his pants were really baggy. Now I knew why. My tongue started sampling the air more frequently and warmth spread throughout my whole body as my heart picked up its pace.

As his shaft gained inches of length and thickness, he said, "I, uh, couldn't control my size. That's why Larry had to rush down. They got it under control, but..." He frowned. "I don't think it will fit in anyone."

"I couldn't sstop thinking about a herm naga porn video I've been obsessed with and ended up looking like the star..." I gave his sixteen-inch-long five-inch-wide shaft a squeeze. "She could easily take ssomething like this. Wanna see if I'm the ssame?"

He glanced at my pussy probably taking note of how massive it was. "Fuck yes!"

"Firsst, I need to be really wet." I hefted my breasts enjoying their weight in my hands. "I orgasmed when I got these. I wonder what would happen if--" 

I squealed in delight as he interrupted me by taking a fat nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked on it, his teeth teased it, and to keep my other nipple from feeling left out, he took it between his fingers.

When he switched his mouth to my other breast, my snatch made a glistening stream down my belly scales. It twitched along its entire length as my clit buzzed sympathetically with my nipple.

As I came, he looked up at me in wonder not taking his mouth off. 

The moment I was done squealing in delight, he put a shaky finger in my pussy. "This is so unreal."

"Gah! I know!" I squeezed his finger and a shiver traveled down my tail. The entire entrance was sensitive. I could feel him pressing against the muscular walls, exploring my virgin opening.

He kept putting fingers in until all that was left was his thumb. My mouth was hanging open, I was panting in arousal. When he brushed my clit, I stiffened and sucked in air.

"You okay?"

"Very," I answered.

"I'm going to try my fist. Let me know if it's too tight." He made a fist and shoved it in.

The stretching, the pop of his fist finally making it inside, I had to have more. I cried out, "Cock! I need your cock!"

"Damn you're hot!" He pulled his fist out and put the head of his member against my pussy. 

I coiled my tail around him as he drove inside. His length was so warm, so thick, so hard! My breath faltered each time my walls twitched from the delight of being filled. Even though I was wet, there was friction and I could feel his blunt prick drag against my hot needy flesh stretching me open deeper and deeper.

  When his medial ring slipped in, he grabbed onto me and let out a puff of hot air. I forced him in all the way while he gasped and grunted. I couldn't get enough! The texture of his length was amazing due to his veins and little equine details.

Once he was all the way in, he buried his head in my breasts and made a deep "mmm" sound. I hissed and moved my hips back and forth flexing his amazing shaft inside me, stirring myself up. Reluctantly, I pulled back a bit so he could thrust and thrust he did. He used the leverage of being loosely wrapped in my tail to pound my snatch.

I felt his buttocks flex with every shove he made into me. His flare was getting larger and my clit was getting rubbed by our motions. It made me want to squeal every time it got brushed just the right way.

"Uhh, I'm gonna cum!" he announced.

"Yes! Please!" I put my arms over his shoulders and leaned back to change the angle of his thrusts so they hit my clit even more directly.

My cocks were smacking against his clothed stomach and his velvety-furred balls were slapping at the bottom of my pussy. My breath caught in my throat when I felt it, his cock stretching my pussy wider and then a warm blast in my depths.

I clawed at his back when my orgasm hit. Not enough to rip his shirt, but probably enough to hurt a bit. This time, when the bright white bliss hit me, I had someone to hold. I pulled him against me as he finished unleashing a load fit for a legendary creature like me.

I wrapped my tail around us keeping him inside me and administering the closest hug I'd ever given anyone. He turned his head to the side and panted for air against my breasts. I loved feeling them smoosh against the side of his face. My body was feeling more and more real, like it belonged to me.

As he caught his breath, he started idly running his fingers over the scales on my back. I could feel him softening. I'd never felt this at peace. Maybe I'd needed a pussy and breasts all along. They felt so right.

Eventually, he said, "Could you loosen up a bit? Your cocks are gonna give me a bruise."

And with that, I noticed that I was still very hard. I blushed deep violet as I uncoiled so we could both move separately again. The odd sensation of my scales on multiple different loops of my tail rubbing against each other was soothing. I could feel my muscles moving under them. It was a sharp contrast to the aching in my cocks. "I'm gonna have to take care of these. You can go outside if you want."

He grabbed one of them as he kneeled before me. "Last time a guy offered me his cock, I chickened out. Not gonna happen this time."

"Wait, you're bi?" I tilted my head. "Since when?"

"I started to wonder about it in Germany," He said. "Just couldn't get up the courage to actually do something."

"Do you have a thing for German guys?"

He nodded. "It's that accent, maybe?"

"The accent?" I started laughing.

He glared at me and then took my right cock into his mouth to shut me up.

It worked. I hissed and pred on his tongue.

A knock came from the door.

Brady pulled his mouth off and called out, "We're busy!"

Larry's voice said, "Come on you two, not in there!"

"We're having a wardrobe problem. Did you want to help suck her other cock?"

Silence.

I stifled a laugh. I would have been embarrassed, but I was far too horny for that now.

"Didn't think so!" He put his mouth back on me and struggled to get more of my length inside. It was way too uneven and he was having trouble managing his teeth.

I said, "Just use your hand farther down, don't try to run before you walk."

He flipped me off and kept trying to suckle more of my cock.

Eventually, he got into a rhythm. His fist pumped over my left member while his mouth and his other hand took care of my right. I grabbed his shoulders and started thrusting with his movements. It tickled at first, because he was still figuring things out, but a couple minutes later I was hissing and urging him to go faster.

Having different things happen to each shaft was very strange. In a good way. He switched what he was doing to each cock and started to bob on me at an alarming pace. He clearly wanted me to cum in his mouth and that drove me wild. I'd never seen anyone give oral this exuberantly. It seemed the longer it took, the more desperate he became.

I felt a fire, a building pressure from inside my cock slit, and said, "C-cumming!"

Just like I thought, he wrapped his lips around my left shaft and let me fill his mouth with my seed. My right cock came across the side of his face splattering his sideburns, his ear, and his neck with my thick sticky mess. I held his head still as my shafts became hypersensitive.

He couldn't hold it all and some fell from his chin. When I was finished, we just sat there staring at each other. We'd just gone from best friends to best friends with full benefits in one day.

Pulling his mouth off, he fell back onto his butt and swallowed. He kept his eyes on me, blushing redder each time he looked to see his massive load slowly leaking out of my pussy.

I lay on top of my own coils and tried to break the tension with, "Now that was some top shelf sex."

He blushed even deeper and then looked away, "Hey, um, Jaden, do you think you'll need help naga-proofing your dorm room?"

I got a happy flutter in my chest. He couldn't always admit how much he cared about me, but him finding excuses to spend time with me was his way of making it clear. "It's gonna take a long time. Could take a few days. I'm not super steady moving around just yet."

"Might take weeks." He looked at me.

"Or months."

"Or years." He clapped his hands together like a corporate hustler. "Payment will be in eroticism one, no, four times a day during the entire period of the contract. We'll have to free up some resources to make sure our accounts can handle these multiple daily transactions, especially when it comes to unusually large deposits and withdrawals. We will bend over backwards to give you the best experience possible. What do you say? When money's changing hands, everyone wins, right?"

"Absolutely, where do I sign?"

A bit of my cum dripped onto his shoulder. "I think you already did."

We both laughed.

When we calmed down, he got more of those wipes and we cleaned up our mess. Afterwards, he pulled off his shirt and climbed into my coils. I cradled his naked body with mine. Then we basked in afterglow while I pondered my situation.

If we continued to have regular good sex, my life wasn't going to completely suck. But my bank account was going to be shot and, even if I wanted to change back to make getting a job easier, not even my parents had enough money to make it happen. Between the debt I had with Pickawick's and my school loans, I was going to be broke for life.

Just then, something in my mind clicked. Sex. I loved having sex as a herm naga and Brady was willing to try just about anything once... "Brady?"

"Yes?" He shifted so he could look at me.

"How do you feel about making some porn?"


THE END

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