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Maren hadn't a single clue of the sick and (seemingly) unfortunate events that would happen to her that day. She was simply relaxing at home as she always did, not a worry in sight. It all started when her younger brother, Suren, entered the large living hall. Regardless of being 6 years younger than Maren, Suren was often heralded as the older child in the family - mainly due to him acting the part as well being the one of the two job. He entered the room with both hands occupied buttoning his suit. He looked down only to noticed Maren lying in her couch. It wasn't a surprise he would scoff and become frustrated at the sight of her, he hated laziness.
"If you are going to actively choose to sit around all day and waste space, I suggest you find a new home."
"You are already aware, Dad is moving into a assisted living home, after which this estate in it's entirety will be mine. When that happens you best believe the rules won't be the same."
Maren was well aware. How could she forget. In fact she had already decided to turn her life around and get out of her proverbial 'rock bottom', but maybe not today. Her brother eventually ended his scolding and settled on ordering her to pick up a tray of eggs and milk. He believed it was the least she could do today. Maren wasn't all that enthusiastic but she decided to give in.
The walk to the grocery wasn't necessarily long. In fact some could say it was in her backyard, seeing as there was a park behind her house that was conveniently in between the two buildings. However Maren hated trees and interacting with people so she took the long street route. Thankfully there wasn't any people in the store, save the cashier/ She quickly went in, made her purchases and was out.
Now on the way back. Maren was so anxious to get home the Park seemed tempting but she decided again to stick to the empty streets that laced the parks perimeter. The street happened to be as close to the trees as she would go. It was about half way home when she saw a strange flame coming from deep within the brush of trees. It's was a tint of blue or maybe even green. Maybe someone caught a fire. Maren stood at the edge of the street facing the trees. She listened, it was silent... not quite crackly like a forest fire should sound. Maybe she was wrong. She closed her eyes and listened closely.
Seconds passed. Suddenly a snap, a crack then a pop! Oh no this wasn't the fire this was leaves and twigs, right in front of her! She quickly opened her eyes, but it was too late. Something had... what was it? Some sort of reptilian beast, standing on two feet, had emerged from the brush. It had leathery grey skin, striking blue eyes and elongated talons. It's strong back legs catapulted it in the air as it bounded towards Maren, pinning her to the ground. Maren's head hit the asphalt rather hard but even then the beast didn't yield. It's mouth pressed against her mouth suffocating her as she clenched her lips tightly. It didn't stop, it continues on for what seemed like forever... It was trying to get into Maren's mouth, a sort of sick alien french kiss maybe. Maren wouldn't let it. She clenched her lips down as hard as she could - she hadn't gotten forced down (assaulted) by a man yet at $30 she sure as hell wouldn't give in to any lizard. Her mouth was secure! But why was there a tingling feeling pushing its way past her defenses. Oh no. A long forked tongue. It somehow snaked its way between her lips and go into her mouth. What made it even worse is Maren had also ran out of breath and her quick 'gasp!' for air also allowed the beast's tongue to get past her once closed bite. The tongue was fast. It exploded into a tornado of lapping inside, coating her mouth with saliva and a very warm feeling. This feeling spread quickly at first, reaching all the way down to her collar bone. She lizard screeched into her face as she coughed, having nearly choked on Saliva.
Her face grew hot and she could feel the skin on her face pulsate, pounding hot each second. She felt her face with the palm of her hand... It was stretching. She couldn't see the changes but she clearly felt her nose and ears change shape to something quite like the beast's. Her fingertips ached, having grown talons of her own. She popped a finger in her mouth with the intent of easing the pain and soon noticed that she had a pair set of pointed canines and a forking tongue. She soon grew a second pair of eyes? I guess it was useful to be able to better see the various changes her body was going through. Why was this happening - what the hell was that creature. Maren had so many questions but not a single soul in sight to help her. Usually she would be delighted, this is after all what she wanted, but now she begged that someone would be around to help her through this transformation somehow. She stood up on changing feet but a jolt of abdominal pain forced her back against the fence lining the other side of the street. She lifted her shirt to see tiny black veins, some glowing with a tint of blue maybe green, slowly traveling down her chest. A second wave of pain directed her attention downwards to her nether region where a bulge was pushing itself out with every contraction of her muscles. It seems this was beyond her control - she could at least strip down to help it run its course, which is exactly what she did. She tore off her pants but was unable to tend to her panties. A large oval dent was about half way out by then. A sizable amount of green fluid came behind it draining her undergarments and draining the way gravity intended. Was it an egg?
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I guess I wanted to include a short story but it turned it to that and I probably should stop so, I hope you like it.
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