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The story so far: Nicola the human maid took over the shift of her selma (serpent woman) room mate at a kobold tribe. Selmas lay infertile eggs and produce milk when mated with, and the selma's duties were to feed the tribe with both when the kobolds are spawning. The tribe leader, the dragon Penelri, gave Nicola the womb of a selma to cause her to lay eggs in order to scare her away, but to the dragon's surprise Nicola embraced the experience and served the tribe as if she was a selma. As she mated with the kobolds and laid eggs for them, she fully transformed into an albino python-like selma.

As she was serving the tribe, Nicola was kidnapped by Ayrliths, the hydra head of an allied tribe of kobolds. Ayrliths needed Nicola's help to help feed his tribe while they also spawn baby kobolds, but pride and a liking for playing the villain makes Ayrliths style Nicola's willing service as forced servitude.

After waking from a dream shared with Ayrliths, Nicola has just discovered that her transformation never stopped at being a selma, and she is turning fully into a snake.

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It occurred to Nicola that her real life had become just as weird as the dream she had woken up from.

Ayrliths reached out, picked Nicola up and wound her slinky reptilian body between his claw-fingers. He dangled her over his belly and watched the serpent lady become increasingly gravid, her elongated, snakey uterus swelling within her midsection. Nicola winced and wriggled as the monster gently ran a paw over her tummy, to feel her becoming pregnant in his grasp.

"Hrmph," she grunted with an exaggerated pout as the monster played with her, manipulated her as if three hundred pounds of serpent was no weight at all.

Nicola shuddered as she felt her first egg breach her womb. She guided it down her longer passage, undulating her length to stimulate the object's travel down her vaginal canal. Soon the egg bulged out her slit and caused a trickle of birthing liquid to spill free and travel down her already slick tail.

"Hhhh... Hhhhsssss..." grunted Nicola, letting her tongue slip free and wiggle in the air. She found this birthing strange, now she had no legs to open. She blushed as she looked around, the center of attention from all the hydra heads and the other kobolds in the area. They all watched her squeeze a soft-shelled orb out onto Ayrlith's stomach. It was the largest she had ever laid, a good foot long, as large as her head was when she used to be a human.

Ayrliths grinned and continued to watch. Nicola, feeling uncharacteristically embarrassed at all the attention, modestly ducked her head out of sight behind his arm, as if that would grant her any privacy while her loins swelled and her pussy lewdly ejected a second large pearly egg onto the beast.

"I... hhhhrrrr..." began the snake. Ayrliths playfully lifted her around so her upper, still somewhat humanlike body was back into full sight.

"I... nnnnhhhhhh" Nicola tried to look serious and earnest, while three meters down her long length she laid a third egg, and a fourth was visibly convulsing through her sinuous body.

"I neeed, hhhhh, to r, return to Penelri," she managed.

"Well, of course I will not allow that," laughed the hydra, causing the eggs on his stomach to jiggle. "You are fascinating! I want to dream with you again. You could even become part of me, my fifth head!"

Nicola brought back her grumpy expression, but lost it again as the pulses of pleasure she got as each orb stretched her vaginal passage, rubbing her intimately as it pumped through, opening up her slit delightfully as it dropped free.

"But for now, you are the my property and plaything. You are fascinating, a human turned selma turned almost to a snake!"

Nicola shuddered as she birthed her last egg, and a warm, involuntary squirt of her uterine liquids splashed over the pile. She tried to hide her face in embarrassment by ducking and slithering away but Ayrliths just manipulated her upper body and head back into full view again. He seemed to be enjoying watching her literally squirm in embarrassment.

Nicola thought, he's keeping me prisoner, a creep again, despite everything...

Wait, isn't this his game?

She reviewed the monster's heads, looking for the telltale one. Ah yes, there it was. Three heads looked confident, one looked concerned, even worried. Ayrliths would be a terrible poker player. Or maybe he allowed his true feelings out on purpose?

One of the hydra heads snapped up an egg. He chewed on it, and all the heads closed their eyes, dreamy expressions passing over them all. Two more heads passed close to the eggs and nearly, nearly bit into them. Instead, the beast returned from taste heaven and placed the rest of her clutch of eggs in a great, gnarled, clawed fist. He placed the fist on the ground and a circle of kobolds surrounded it and started to fight with each other, trying to be the first to the treasure. Ayrliths, chuckling, relaxed his grip enough for them to pry his fingers away and release the eggs onto the ground.

"You are my strongest warriors," said the hydra to the little creatures. "Which is why you won't have these. Take them to the weakest in my tribe, those who have still done without, and you'll have my respect."

The kobolds almost dared to grumble. But they dutifully swept up the eggs and cleared off to do their chief's bidding.

Ayrliths swivelled two heads towards his guards.

"Take Nicola to my lair," he said, while he lay the snake girl onto the sandy floor.

Smaller claws grasped Nicola's undulating form and she was picked up by three kobolds.

"Wait! Ohhn the way to yohhur lair, ahhre we going near Penelri'sss tribe?" asked Nicola, flopping about as the little lizard people wrestled her into position.

"Well, that is on the way," conceded the hydra.

"That'sss fortunate. Alas, I'll _dehhfinitely not_ be able to essscape and return to my misstresss," said the snake with exaggerated mournfulness.

"Oh no," replied the hydra. "I won't expect you to pluckily outwit my guards and escape them."

"Indeed, that will _not_ happen, master," said the guard, deadpan, under the selma's coils.

"Thhank you Ayrlithsss," said Nicola, with a cheeky smile.

"What for?" asked Ayrliths with mock surprise. "I'm a monster!"

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Nicola recognised where she was on the beach just as the guards gently lowered her to the floor. They were hidden behind some trees, a short distance from the kobolds of Penelri's tribe. In the distance the dragon was just visible in the encroaching dimness of twilight, still curled up and fast asleep.

"I see movement over there," said the lead guard. They all walked away from Nicola and stared theatrically into the undergrowth. The guards watched nothing like hawks, while listening to Nicola slithering away, her coils whispering against the sand and undergrowth.

The guard eventually turned back.

"Err.. ohh," said the leader.

Nicola was still there. She had climbed up a tree and dangled her long tail down to the ground. As the kobolds watched she smiled enticingly, flicked the air with her tongue and rotated her hips so they could just see her moist pussy, glittering at them.

The guards shivered, including the female in their ranks. Their foot claws tensed, jabbing the ground. Their tails raised a little.

"I _wasss_ going to essscape by ssseducing you," said Nicola with a grin. "Ohhr maybe bribe you withhh more eggsss for your tribe?"

The lead guard stepped forward, loosening his loincloth from his grey speckled body.

"I like that plan," he said as he cuddled up blissfully against the serpent girl's warm, firmly muscled lower quarters. The snake's tail loosely encoiled his own as her slit writhed against his swiftly erecting manhood.

The two started to hump against each other, firmly.

"Mmmhhh... Please be quiet, hhhrrrr, we're intruders," said the Kobold as he thrust his eagerly stiffening length into the selma. "They'll think we're, nhhh, kidnapping you,"

Nicola chuckled. "Well, mmmmhhh, not _far_ frommm the truthh,"

They rutted with quiet, feral grunts while the other guards looked pensively out of the undergrowth. The guard leader's thrusts became erratic as Nicola's selma allure and vast, beautiful body brought him to orgasm quickly. The serpent woman writhed against the tree and her lover as she felt him ejaculate into her soft, scaly folds.

Once he let go, the other kobolds gently massaged Nicola's belly, smiling through their nervousness at the touch of a selma. The lead guard took his turn to watch, still naked, his penis dangling slickly between his legs, blissfully enjoying the aftersex.

Nicola became gravid swiftly as Kobold claws pushed the liquids within her. She started to disgorge her eggs, whimpering as the first orb sent her into orgasm. The female guard, looking apologetic, held her snout shut with her claws.

As the kobolds watched her convulse her eggs free, Nicola swivelled her eyes and saw the second males' needy erection under his loin cloth. The female's nipples peaked through her tunic. Grunting softly as laid, she pulled her head free of the kobold's grasp and snaked it down to her loins, where she slicked her tongue under the cloth and slathered her soft, scaly pussy underneath. The little reptile shuddered and embraced the girl's upper body. Her claws shook and she failed the first two attempts to undo her own loincloth.

Nicola did not protest when the third guard kobold advanced behind her and lifted her scaly genital coil upwards and backwards, and impaled her length into her dripping, loose slit. Nicola hissed indulgently as she felt her vagina welcome his penis, and delved her forked tongue past the female lizard guard's labia and deep into her passage.

The lead guard looked pensively out of the undergrowth as the sounds of eager rutting increased behind him. Only a few meters away from them, another selma, this one with rattlesnake markings, was breastfeeding one of Penelri's kobolds and helping her to lay at the same time. The selma, clutching the kobold's head to her chest with one hand and pressing the other against the other to guide her eggs, was looking right in his direction. The lead guard thanked fate for giving him an unremarkable, easily hidden, dull grey hide.

Behind him, Nicola slurped at the female kobold's ejaculate while the creature doubled over and fell to her knees, hugging the serpent's head and neck. Her other end was gripped tightly by the male lizard and filled with his cum. The three of them curled up luxuriously in the Selma's coils and massaged each other as they awaited the selma's imminent pregnancy.

Nicola cradled her swollen stomach, then wetly disgorged a clutch of eggs onto the sand, orgasming with a lewd squeal. She faintly noticed her arms slowly shrinking several inches into her body as each orb dropped from her slit.

The kobolds rubbed Nicola's snout tenderly, then the guard leader quietly commanded his charges to gather up the two batches of eggs.

Nicola heard a dashing of feet on sand and turned her head. The rattlesnake patterned selma was running over with six kobolds from Penelri's tribe. All seven of them had spears.

"Senn ack ass narr!" hissed the selma, pointing towards Nicola and her clutch. Ayrliths' guards, aghast, immediately laid on the ground with their arms pressed forward into the sand.

Nicola realised with horror that _she_ was why they were caught. She hissed shrilly, making everyone look at her. She rubbed her tail over one of the guard kobolds prostrating on the floor, and pushed her eggs towards them.

"Mine tooo ghhivve," she breathed out, as authoritatively as she could.

"Ghooo in peacccceee."

She slithered between them and Penelri's kobolds.

Ayrliths' guards stood, took Nicola's eggs and gratefully hastened their way out, dashing away in the nude with their treasure.

"Are you okay?" asked the rattlesnake selma to Nicola in good English, as the little monsters darted into the bush. Nicola attempted to explain, but it just came out as hoarse, hissing rambling. Her tongue flicked in the air. She nodded instead.

"I'm... not sure you should be turning into a snake," said the selma. "Shall we take you to our Mistress?"

To the who? thought Nicola. She needed to go to someplace, but it escaped her now. Oh wait, yes she knew.

"Lay mhhoore eggssss," she breathed.

How silly of me! That's what I needed to do!

The rattlesnake selma shrugged and smiled.

"My, you're an eager one," she replied, relieved at Nicola's easygoing attitude. The snake seemed to be in control.

"The sundown gathering is just starting. Let's go."

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They came to a large circle of kobolds, all sat down, chatting and watching the sun go down. As they talked, they freely exchanged their eggs, cuddled them and casually took up mutual parenting duties. Two other selmas interacted with the creatures, the sensuous center of attention as always.

The creatures in the circle warmly welcomed the rattlesnake selma and the once-human. The selma stood over a kobold male and squatted down upon him. He wagged his tail and adjusted himself, let her descend upon his erecting penis. The kobold next him tickled Nicola under her chin and slid off his loincloth. Nicola hissed lustily, and slipped her slender body between his legs. He parted her genital scales with his manhood and eased himself into her.

The four creatures mated freely, Nicola and her partner wrestling in their lovemaking as the kobold enthusiastically got used to mating with a selma who was almost completely a snake. His grunts and her hisses filled the night air and mixed with kobold gossip and public, reptilian sex.

Nicola's mate shuddered and climaxed into her. She bit his shoulder playfully as she felt his semen well up in her slit and warm her insides. They gradually disengaged and the kobold carefully lowered her to the ground. A trail of white wetness ran from his retreating manhood to the snake's discrete sex.

A female lifted up the snake's upper body and licked her neck. Nicola hissed softly, smiled, and let the creature transfer her lips to the serpent's chest where her breasts still just remained, mere bumps in her body. The kobold drank her rich milk as Nicola's lower body swelled and she started to lay her eggs at the feet of the male who had taken her.

After she had finished laying, another kobold grasped her tail and dragged her backwards and onto himself. The female growled as her teat was pulled from her mouth and the three got into a wrestling match that was filled with guttural curses. Nicola settled the argument by tangling them up and mating with them both.

Nicola roamed the beach, giving birth and providing the creatures with her milk, being grabbed and mated, falling pregnant and giving birth again. Sometimes she playfully slithered away from the kobold males and let them drag her back, other times she snuck up on them, caught them in her coils and presented herself to them.

The kobold voices whirled through the air. Nicola understood nothing of their language, but they also practised English, particularly with her and the other selmas. The snake just nodded, smiled and wrapped up the talker in her long tail, enjoying their touch as they struggled free or sought out her genitals or breasts and got further tangled up in the throes of mating and feeding. She barely noticed that even the English was becoming less and less comprehensible to her. She understood sex and nursing the creatures, and was happy to give both.

The selmas and Nicola passed from one kobold to the next. The snake was draped around a birthing female so as she squatted and ejected her eggs into the sand, Nicola disgorged her own eggs between the female's lips and down her hungry throat. She went into a kind of daze, letting them mate with her and consume her eggs, with just a weak and tender wrapping of her tail about their own as they gently rutted.

Mmmh, lay eggs. Feed the people.

Nicola looked down at her serpent-like self. Her arms were long gone, though she wasn't sure what arms were anymore. She had gradually shrunk from the size of several kobolds to the mass of barely one of them, but that just meant their holds were more encompassing and intimate.

A thirsty female kobold held her upper body up while she nursed upon the serpent's shrinking breasts. Nicola felt her supply dry up and the kobold drank her dry, with her breasts, her very last human features, melting into her cylindrical chest. The kobold held the creature tenderly while Nicola laid yet another slippery mass of eggs, she gently set her upon the ground.

Nicola looked up at the world from her lowly position. She licked the air. One of the kobolds tied a white fluffy maid cap on her scaly head, saying, "we found this." Nicola brought her tail tip up to feel it. She wondered what it was.

Then she felt some fingers wrap around her body and lift her up. It felt good to be held.

The rattlesnake selma pet Nicola's head and smiled warmly, still panting a little at her own exertions. "You just completed the whole day. Spawning's over, for now."

Nicola just looked at her vacantly, with contented, unblinking eyes. The selma's eyes widened in surprise, then panic.

"Are you... there? Tell me your name."

Nicola flicked the air with her tongue.

The selma jumped to her feet. "This isn't good," she said with almost a squeak as she lifted the serpent, wrapped her round her waist, and ran towards the distant form of Penelri's slumbering bulk.