Into the Vanessaverse

Vanessa was fatigued. Even a chaotic entity such as herself can feel the pain of burnout, and burn out she did. Barely able to drag herself across the floor, too tired for more complex magic spells, and not in the mood for her usual brand of mischief. It had been a long week, and she needed a break.

Fortunately, one was at hand.

She had gotten into contact with an associate of hers, courtesy of the Magic Market’s client list, and made arrangements for the weekend at least. Her exhaustion seemed to wash away slightly from the excitement alone, as she arrived at the scene. Vanessa could see the ornate tent nearby, wasting no time in entering. With most of the shops closed at that time of night, there was no risk of being interrupted.

Jasmine rested within the tent, lounging on a plush bed adorned with a large number of pillows surrounding her, her eyes already seductive. The snake charmer did more than charm snakes, as evidenced by Vanessa’s wide smile at seeing her.

“So glad you could make it,” Jasmine said. “I do hope the travel wasn’t much.”

“Compared to the rest of the week?” Vanessa laughed weakly. “It was nothing, really. Honestly, I’d walk through coals to spend time with you.”

“Such a flatterer,” Jasmine giggled. She stood up, embracing Vanessa in a close hug, skin to skin. Already Vanessa could feel a certain oil applied to the charmer’s stomach. “Luckily for you, I have the perfect idea for a couple’s retreat.”

“I can already guess,” Vanessa said. She was grinning now, eager to be a part of Jasmine’s machinations.

“Good,” Jasmine agreed. Already, Vanessa could see the effects of her usual treatments. Her eyes, a beautiful shade of blue, were blended with slitted pupils, and her teeth bore fangs. “Then you know how this is going to play out.”

Jasmine led Vanessa to her bed, allowing the witch to rest upon the mattress comfortably. No sooner had she placed her hands on the cushion that Jasmine suddenly made her move, leaning against Vanessa with a show of dominance. Even Vanessa was surprised-but she gave a wide grin, excited for the direction this was going.

For the snake charmer, it was only the beginning. A bit of sensual play, some anticipation, followed by the main show. As she felt her skin start to harden partially, feeling the familiar sensation of growing scales in patches across her body, she began to work her magic.

She stepped back again, making sure Vanessa could see every move she would make. She started to dance, a gentle swaying of her hips combined with delicate and deliberate steps on the ground. She made complex gestures with her arms, occasionally slipping in a few more sensual motions, stroking her bare abs and leaning in far enough to give Vanessa an exclusive peek at her personal assets.

Then the bulk of the changes started to occur. Her body’s scales were taking hold, coating her bare skin with a solid and beautiful layer that shone in the tent’s light. With every step, every further hand gesture, her limbs started to grow less flexible. Eventually Jasmine remained in one place, letting her legs fuse into one, akin to a naga’s lower half.

Vanessa, being a veteran to Jasmine’s antics, nevertheless enjoyed watching every second of her changes. She truly was a woman after her own three hearts, a love of metamorphosis that was rare to find at such a level. Jasmine did seem to reciprocate, taking great pleasure in riling up Vanessa’s arousal, once more approaching with a slither, resting her body against the witch’s own. It was enough to make even Vanessa blush.

Jasmine herself wasn’t done with her changes, taking immense pleasure in staying close to Vanessa, practically coiling up with her on-again-off-again lover. The serpent mistress could feel her own face extending into a reptilian snout, her nose shrinking and her fangs growing longer. Her own hair did not drop a single sliver, all of it instead pulled into her skull without loss. The scales continued to grow until they completely coated every inch of skin, and only then did her body start to compact itself. She remained long for her size, proportionally, but she was clearly growing smaller and smaller. From being Vanessa’s height, to half, then a quarter, until the former human was naught but a snake, gently coiling across the witch’s body with ease.

By itself, this would have been worth the price of entry in Vanessa’s eyes. Watching a lover of hers turn into a snake? Pure bliss. But Jasmine was only half done, she knew, and thus Vanessa remained in her place, allowing the new snake to work her way up, wrapping around her body, flicking her tongue against her skin with enough pleasure as to send shivers down her core. Eventually the path led to Vanessa’s head, Jasmine extending her head far enough from her neck to be fully visible, then doubling back slightly. They stared at each other, snake to witch.

With some focus, Jasmine allowed her eyes to start swirling. Slowly at first, then rapidly, in a constant pattern that would be impossible for anyone to advertise their gaze from. The same was true for Vanessa, who started following the movements with curiosity, then amazement…and then fatigue.

“Sssstare deep into my gaze,” Jasmine said. “You are falling into my trance, deeper and deeper. The pool of my voice isssss enveloping you, and it isssss time to dive in.”

Vanessa nodded, not fully of her own accord. This was certainly new, of course, no doubt a new trick Jasmine picked up. The ever-lovely Jasmine…Her voice was like a goddess in this euphoric state. She would do anything to listen.

“It is time to sssshed your ssssskin,” Jasmine continued. “Abandon your human sssssshape and return to sssssserpent-hood. Become sssssleek and beautiful, much asssss my own image.”

“Serpent…hood…” Vanessa drones, enraptured. Not even the chaos witch was immune to the potency of hypnosis, especially when her guard was fully down. She would have listened to every sound Jasmine made without hesitation, no matter what. As for her current request, it was easy. She just had to shed her skin. Reveal her true self.

She began to wiggle slowly, her body slinking back and forth in a robotic motion. As she did, her body filled the blanks quite easily, with scales starting to develop across her own body. Her clothing started to dissolve, melting into the ether, properly exposing the witch to the elements…not that there was much to expose.

Indeed, at that moment, her body was already looking sleek and unblemished, her belly remaining scale-free while her breasts had shrunk into her body. Her limbs, thin and gentle, were starting to atrophy as they forced themselves against her skin. Her arms, attached to her chest and stomach. Her legs, firmly clasped against each other as though they were glued tight.

As her mind went, so too did her human features. Her teeth started sharpening into fangs, as her jaw started to crack and shift, unhinging to a ludicrous degree befitting a reptile. Her eyes became sharper, her irises dilating to thin slits skin to Jasmine’s own. Even her nose was affected, as it started to flatten down on her face, merely leaving behind two holes for her nostrils.

Jasmine took great pleasure at the changes taking shape, the progress continuing even as she crooned to Vanessa. “You are a sssssnake,” she said, her tongue hissing, gently darting out of her mouth reflexively. “A lovely sssserpent to be admired. My sssserpent.”

“Your…sssserpent…” Vanessa agreed sleepily. The world around her seemed to agree. She was a snake, after all, Jasmine’s very own snake. In just a matter of minutes, she would toss aside her human skin and take her place as a loyal pet.

With her limbs went her mobility, Vanessa’s arms useless. Her legs, too, no longer operated as intended, with her feet pressing against each other with nary a care. Then they began to melt, bit by bit, pieces of her merging into her body mass. She began to thicken out, one cylindrical piece of herself making up her entire body. Limbs were overrated, anyway; being a snake again was the real thrill.

Her feet began to taper as well, the toes shrinking and meshing together in one lump sum. The tip appeared sharp; her recovered tail exposed once more. Scales started forming en masse across the surface, concealing any and all available skin on what were formerly her feet.

All the while, Vanessa continued staring at Jasmine’s face, equal parts lovingly and entranced. Her tongue flicked in and out, slender and forked at the tip, her reptilian features outnumbering her witch ones, just as a good snake’s appearance should. As a welcome change, there did appear to be a new growth along her neck region, two flaring bits growing on each side and extending upwards. Some of it met her hair, blending seamlessly with the two features to create one unbroken unit; the rest of her hair started to shrink into her body or fall out entirely. Where her trademark red dye once laid, new scales formed in the same crimson tone and shape.

The charmer started gently nuzzling Vanessa’s face, allowing her tongue to touch her lips in the semblance of a kiss. Vanessa, of course, responded in kind, completely enraptured by her owner. There would be no more hypnosis, not anymore. The remaining changes would come on their own, leaving Jasmine with more time to savor the changes personally.

Vanessa was left with very few trace elements of her former self, and she was happily discarding them without a care, allowing more and more scales to develop across her face and body. Her spine readjusted itself, extending the full length of her body, while the skeletal structure was becoming flexible enough so as to provide ample curling and twisting abilities within reason. Enough to do what was necessary for their pleasure, at least. She craned her neck to test it, pressing her own body against Jasmine in kind. She was still far too large for proper cuddles…but that wouldn’t be an issue for long.

Even as she thought of it, the room began to grow around her. In truth, she was the one shrinking, and at a rapid pace at that. Jasmine was looking less small now, more eye-level than before. Her kisses certainly felt larger at least; Vanessa’s own were on more equal footing in return.

It wasn’t long before she stopped shrinking in size, and the last of her changes subsided. Vanessa’s original shape was gone, reduced to a cobra with a beautiful pattern of purple scales across her entire body. Her tongue flicked the air, savoring the joy of tasting the world itself. Everything felt so brighter now, so lighter. Best of all, she could spend it with her mistress and owner, the one who had brought out the best of her.

As if on cue, Jasmine started slithering around Vanessa again, once more as equals. They flicked tongues against each other, trading affection with ease, feeling scales upon scales, the animalistic roles delighting both parties.

They eventually tired out somewhat, indulging in their company atop the bed. Both the cobra and serpent laid entangled amongst each other, eyes closed, pure bliss.

“You turned out better than I hoped…” Jasmine mused with happiness. “The perfect sssssnake…”

“You’re too kind, missssstressss,” Vanessa hissed in agreement. “And I have you to thank for it.”

“Although,” Jasmine said; there was a hint of sheepishness in her voice. “I neglected to mention that the oil I ussssed for me and the hypnossssissss I did on you both have long life sssspansss…It will be a while before you become human again.”

Vanessa curled closer to Jasmine, a faint serpentine smile on her face. Jasmine, too, smiled at the sight, knowing full well what was to be said.

“I’m in no russssh…” the former witch said, comfort in her voice.

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