"You okay, man?" You asked your buddy after rushing over to him when you saw him collapse. "Ye-yeah," he grunts as you helped him to his feet, "That stupid bitch said some weird words and then I felt myself falling." "Who?" You ask, glancing around at the busy club, unable to see anyone nearby who looked like the woman he was talking to. "I don't know man, I just need to sit down for a second," he told you as you threw his arm over your shoulder and took him to a private room. "What did you even say to her?" You ask as you lay him on the sofa, sitting across from him. "I propositioned her and when she turned me down I called her a 'fucking snake', then she retorted with 'I'll show you a real snake,' and said the words that caused me to fall," He said, wrapping his forearm over his eyes to block out the light. "Jesus Christ, man!" You shouted at him, "You just got your stupid ass cursed!" He looked at you, a smirk on his face. "Yeah, cuz that makes sense," he scoffed but his grin vanished when he saw his arm.

"Du-dude!" He stuttered, showing you his arm as it turned a pale blue. "I told you!" You scolded, getting close to observe the growing blemish. It picked up pace consuming his skin until he looked sickly, all of his body looked as if it lacked oxygen. "What is happening to me!" He shouted, his voice changing pitch mid-sentence to that of a woman's. His legs forced themselves together, fusing and knitting themselves into one mass before extending. Aquamarine scales surfaced from his flesh from his now rapidly growing ass as his lower half was completely replaced by a tail. "'I'll show you a real snake,' right? That's what she said? Well, it seems you're turning into a lamia!" You chided, pacing back and forth, unable to help him. "A what?" He asked, tugging at his lengthening hair and ears, his tongue sticking far out with each word as it forked.

"A lamia! You know, the Greek half-snake half-woman thing?" You said, still pacing. "I'm turning into a woman!" He squealed right before his sex reversed into a slit on his tail. "Welcome to the club, Sherlock," you chastised as his teeth turned sharp and his eyes reddened and slitted. "I- I can't be a lamia, man! You have to… have to," he, or rather she, stopped midsentence as her eyes glazed over for a second. "Hungry," she muttered, "Sssssssssso hungry." Her eyes locked onto you much to your disdain. "Um, bro, what are you doing?" You tried to ask but it was too late. As fast as lightning, she lunged at you, her new predatory instincts fully in control.

You tried to push her off, hitting her face as she unhinged her jaw and began to devour you. You kicked and screamed for help as she wrapped her maw around your legs, climbing rapidly. You could feel her throat muscles pulling you inwards until she was up to your waist. You kept thrashing, unable to pull free from her grasp as she reached your head. With one final shout, your voice and vision were cut off. You felt the walls of her stomach around you, coaxing you into position for digestion which the acids made sure to do. You couldn't see it but you could feel your body melting, turning into nutrients for your hunter until unconsciousness took over.

You reawoke, feeling split between bodies. The last few minutes are vivid in your mind. You couldn't believe how stupid you were to stay in the room with your friend who you KNEW was turning into a mythological predator, but why weren't you dead? "Holy shit!" You heard aloud from above you, "You're still alive? I didn't kill you!" The voice was only recently familiar, but then it clicked, it was your friend's new female voice you only heard a few sentences of. "You can hear me?" You asked, despite not feeling a mouth to speak from. "Yeah, and I don't know how to break this to you but, I think I ate you," she said nervously. "No shit!" You shouted at her, "But why am I not dead? Where even am I? I can't see anything." "Here," she said as your vision returned and you saw a piece of cloth pulling away from you.

"Is that… a bra?" You asked incredulously as you stared at it. "Yeah, did you realize I never grew any breasts? Well, it turns out I must've run out of material because as soon as I ate you, I grew these enormous puppies," she confessed, her face blushing blue. "I'M YOUR TITS!" You shouted, outraged at what had unfolded, "First, you fucking eat me! Then to add insult to injury, you don't even let me die. Instead, my mind is stuck into your fucking breasts for what I presume to be forever considering you DIGESTED MY BODY!" You shouted, feeling her recoil in embarrassment and shame. "Go. Find. That. Woman." You command her, forced to jiggle as she slithered out of the room and back into the club, scared that she was probably gone for good.