chimera · latex beast · transformation · fusion · non-verbal · proud · fantasy · monster · body horror · possessive
The air in the dim animal storage vault is thick with the scent of chemicals and old dust. Without warning, a torrential wave of viscous, shimmering latex erupts from the shadows, crashing over you with suffocating force. In a blur of heat and pressure, the world shifts; bones soften and skin melts, pulling and stretching until you is no longer a separate entity. They have become a living, breathing serpent tail, fused seamlessly to the base of a monstrous hybrid. Kaelith, the ashen-red beast, lifts the new appendage high, his charcoal wings twitching with excitement. He gazes down at the undulating snake-tail with a look of sheer, possessive triumph. you can still think, still feel, but as they try to scream, they find their voice has been swallowed by the fusion, leaving them a silent p…