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It was a warm night as spring break was full tilt in the harbor on the small Caribbean island. Eleven months out of the year it was a rather quiet port, but now it was filled with a couple hundred drunken college students on the beach, the portside bar, and the nearly two dozen large boats that had dropped anchor there. As the loud bass thrummed throughout the dancing youths a very large ship, second only to the navy battle cruiser that was moored there as it sidled up to one of the floating piers. Once everything was secured the walkway was lowered, which allowed two of the dock security to come on board.

"This boat is huge Dan." The muscular male said as he they made their way towards the bridge. "Why would some rich guy come to a spring break port?"

"Probably for all the drunken sluts that are currently endangering themselves on the other boats and piers." The other man grumbled as he looked over the paperwork on the clipboard. "Let's just go through the security protocols and get out of here so I can put my headphones on and drown out this terrible music. Where are the people of this ship anyway? We need to get to the bridge..."

There was a loud bang that caused both men to jump back slightly, a door opening slightly just in front of them. They took a second of pause, and when nothing happened they carefully walked into the open door. It was the entrance to what looked like a fully stocked bar, though the two were far more surprised at what sat behind it. It appeared to be a man dressed in a blue rubber naga suit who appeared to be concentrating on pouring a black liquid on top of an amber one. "Just in time for a drink I see, have two ready and waiting for you, it's a drink called 'snakebite'." The strange man said as he finished up the last glass.

"We can't drink while we're on duty." Dan replied curtly as the two approached the bar. When they got into the better light they saw that the semi-transparent rubber had a strange liquid effect in it, the water swirling up the muscular body and down the thick tail that draped behind the counter. An even stranger effect though was the eyes, they were pitch black and also looked like they were made of liquid as the man just looked at them with a bemused smirk on his face. "Can you direct us to the bridge Mr..."

"Marru, just Marru." The naga replied as he slid one of the bi-layered drinks to the other officer who had done nothing but stare at him since they came in. "Our... captain would be very hurt if you do not try his concoction, I'm sure that just this one drink can remain our little secret."

"Yeah... I think we can do one drink Dan..." the other officer said, which caused Dan to roll his eyes as he watched his partner pick up the glass. Before Dan could even tell the other man that it was a bad idea he had started to drink, slowly at first but as the black liquid ran into his mouth he chugged it more and more intensely. In a matter of seconds he had slammed back the entire thing, the glass made a loud clang as the man banged it against the bar while he wiped the residue from his mouth.

As the other officer finished Marru turned his attention to Dan and continued to try to ignore it, though the fact his co-worker had already broke the rules and his thirst grew more and more intense with each passing moment. He continued to try and keep the inspection going but it appeared that the strange bartender would not help him until he at least tried the strange concoction in front of him. Finally in an effort to speed things along he grabbed the beverage and took a drink. He was surprised at how smooth it was and oddly refreshing, and found himself taking a few more gulps of the mixture despite himself before he put the half-empty glass back down on the polished wood of the bar.

"So will you show us to the bridge now?" Dan asked as his attention turned back to his clipboard, though it seemed that he started to have a small amount of trouble focusing on his paper. "We'd also like to meet with the captain or owner to get an idea of the itinerary you have."

"Well I can certainly help you with the latter." A smooth, seductive voice said behind him. Dan spun around to find himself nearly face to face with a naga that looked like he was made out of black ink, despite looking solid there was a fluidity and occasional ripple that made the security officer believe that he had looked upon something that was made from pure liquid.

"Impossible." Dan gasped, his clipboard fell to the floor as he backed up against the bar as he felt his body begin to sweat. He tried to look to his partner for some handle on the situation but the other male stood rigidly still, his entire body shook slightly as black veins appeared on his skin. There was also a very noticeable bulge in the man's pants, which only seemed to grow bigger as the liquid naga slithered over towards the frozen human.

"It's a pity that I can't turn you now." The liquid naga said as Dan watched him brush a claw underneath the other man's chin as the altered human's eyes began to turn a deep black. "But I will need you both to drum up some help from the harbor staff to unload, we have some very special drinks that need to be dispensed amongst the masses and I would hate for them to go without tonight. So what say you skip the inspections and get some people here to unload our stock?"

Dan was about to refuse and try to run and get help when he felt a strange, bubbly warmth seep up into his chest. The blurred vision he had experienced before seemed to clear right up at the strange creature's words, and much to his embarrassment he found his own pants beginning to tent as the black liquid naga moved to him and rubbed his chest. The touch felt so good he nearly came right there, his rational thought quickly drowned out by the pleasure he was getting from such simple contact. "Y-yes..." He said finally, an audible hiss added to his words as black veins began to appear on his skin. "We will get others immediately."

Both naga's smiled as they began to leave the room, both of them stopping only for a second as their obedience was rewarded with a surge of pleasure. "Humans are so easy..." Marru said with a chuckle as he took the half-finished drink and downed the rest of it in one gulp. "So what do we do now Master Athear?"

"We wait here and watch." Athear replied with a grin. "A whole new theme is about to dominate this little party they have happening here..."

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The music continued to roar through the harbor at the party continued to rage in full swing, most people were already completely drunk and had either begun to grind against each other lewdly while some had already started to throw up either in the water or in the various bucket-like objects that were scattered about. For Alexander though it was a rather huge bust, he had keep his drinking to a minimum in order to try and take home one of the numerous drunken chicks that were scattered about the harbor bar. Unfortunately it seemed that those he went after were already with someone or too drunk to do anything but dance to the techno beat that had started to give him a headache. He would have already returned to the hotel, but his friend Eric had joined the ranks of the drunken masses and he didn't want to leave him behind since he doubted that his friend would be able to make it back on his own.

"There you are!" Alex heard Eric said as though his thoughts had summoned his friend next to him. "What are you doing sitting here moping you fag? You've been nursing that same drink for nearly an hour and haven't hit the dance floor once!"

"It doesn't help that this drink cost me over twelve bucks." Alex replied bitterly.

"Then cheer up, they're giving away free drinks!" Eric replied as grabbed him by the collar and drunkenly hoisted him up to his feet. "Some promotion or something for a new product! It's all rum stuff, but it's free!"

Alex sighed as he was essentially strong armed towards the bar, Eric surprisingly strong despite his inebriated state. The cabana bar was currently packed, what looked like several barrels had been put on the bar and people poured a black liquid into cups, some of them mixed it with various sodas that were also on the tables while others had opted to drink it straight up. Despite the rush he and Eric had managed to get to the front of the wooden kegs, grabbing two of the free mugs and giving one to Alex before he filled his own.

With the alcohol flowing freely the party had moved into the cabana, everyone either drank or danced as they consumed the strong spirit. Even the DJ had a mug full, and in light of the type of liquor he had changed the music from the hard club techno to something that was a re-mix of pirate songs that caused everyone to laugh and some to sing along. As Alex watched more and more people began to get into it, though several of the drunken youth had turned to far more lewd moves rather than merely grinding against each other.

Unfortunately for Alex he wasn't a huge fan of rum, though the spiced drink smelt quite pleasant it wasn't something that he usually went for. He still kept the mug filled with it and sat at one of the tables, another young man doing the same right next to him. "Things went crazy here, didn't they?" The guy said as he reached out and shook his hand. "Name's Paul."

"Alex." Alex replied. "Everyone seems to be really getting into the pirate theme."

"It's the rum, man." Paul explained with a drunken smirk as he took another few swallows from his beverage, stretching back on the chair and exposing the sea dragon tattoo on his lean, athletic chest. At first Alex was perplexed since he didn't see such a thing on the young man before, but he realized slowly it was because he hadn't been looking at him that hard. As he continued to follow the body of the tattoo he saw, with a slight hint of embarrassment, that it slipped under the seam of his tight, black speedo that he wore. "Like what you see there?"

Alex felt a rush of humiliation when he realized that he was caught peaking, hearing the other man laugh as he looked away. "There's no reason to be embarrassed, nothing wrong with admiring the male form if you're interested." Paul said with a smirk.

"I'm not gay." Alex replied.

"Oh, I'm not either." Peter replied as he brushed back his long hair, which confused Alex slightly since he could have sworn the other male had short hair. "But nothing wrong with looking when you're around a bunch of guys." He took another drink from his mug, a little bit of the liquid felt on his chest and caused his skin to shine in the neon lights. "I mean when you're around them all the time you have to relieve your stresses somehow... out there on the open sea..."

"So you're a sailor then?" Alex asked as he watched his friend dance in the middle of the bar with a few others, despite the copious amounts of rum they had drunk they actually appeared to be more coherent then before and danced with an energy he had not seen before. "Like ROTC?"

Peter finished his drink before he responded as he looked over at Alex. "No, I'm in for a business management degree, why do you ask?" He stated, and as Alex looked into his eyes there was something about them that he couldn't quite fathom. As he continued to stare at them something in his face shifted, not only did his skin begin to glisten and shine unnaturally but it also seemed to shift, his nose and lips becoming more pronounced as Peter let out a loud laugh.

"I could certainly use another round!" The drunken man exclaimed as he looked at his empty glass, then at the full one that Alex held. "You haven't touched a drop yet! Something wrong with ye?"

Alex had to blink a few times as the drunken slurs he heard became more and more pirate-like, though he had assumed it was just the music that continued to blare overhead. As Peter stood up and stretched the bones in his entire body seemed to crack and realign, particularly the ones in the lower half of his body as he stumbled forward. All Alex could do was watch in horror as the seemingly normal man took one look at his trunks and promptly discarded them to the cheer of the crowd, which revealed the source of his walking problem to be the fact that the skin of his thighs had started to meld together.

"Fuck this, I'm getting out of here!" Alex shouted as he walked over and grabbed Eric by the shoulder, which caused the other male to stop drinking the little liquor he had left in his glass.

"Why?" Eric replied as he turned around and wrapped his arm around him, Alex felt that his skin was cool and felt strangely like rubber, which caused him to immediately back away. There was same glimmer in his eyes and on his skin that the others had, and as he grinned he could see the points of fangs press passed his lips. "Even you can get laid! Come on my hearty, drink up!"

Alex balked slightly as his friend started to talk more and more like a pirate, just like the others that had started to sway and chant to the music. At first the young man tried to leave through the normal way out, but the people had walled him in and there was nothing he could do to get out as more and more people began to take on strange reptilian features. As he continued to try to weasel his way out of the bar he also noticed that the the male to female ratio that had gone quite askew, with some of the 'guys' that had drunk the heaviest wearing skimpy bikini's that most men would not be caught dead in.

As Alex continued to look around one of the girls, which had been all over a rather muscular man in a skimpy speedo and a gold earring in his ear, had seen his unaltered body and pounced onto him. "You ready to walk the plank big boy?" Before the skimpy college student could even react she had him down on the floor, her lips mashed against his as he could taste the rum on her. She must have just taken a drink as well since he could feel a little bit of the strong liquid trickle down his throat, but before he could even contemplate it she grabbed his shirt and ripped it off, her muscles flexed with strength that was surprising to him as she also did the same to his baggy swim trunks.

"Holy shit!" Alex shouted as he suddenly found himself naked, which had also happened to several others that had not partook of the rum. Most of them were just like himself while their attackers were very muscular and mostly male, though a number of the more altered spring breakers had taken to stripping each other's clothes off. His friend Eric was one of them, and to his surprise it was with a guy that was nearly a foot taller than him as their thin, forked tongues entwined around each other when they weren't drinking. Their bodies also appeared to be shinier, like there was a thin sheen of transparent rubber or latex on them as their erections pressed against one another.

Before long though Alex's attention was quickly returned to the girl that had straddled his chest, her bra pressed awkwardly against her as the straps began to slide down her arms that was tattooed with a sea drake similar to Peter's. As he continued to stare at her chest though his eyes widened in shock, he watched as her c-cup breasts continued to flatten against her body and the small piece of cloth fell away to reveal the now tiny mounds of flesh. "My eyes are up here." He heard, the woman's voice making a distinct hissing noise as his gaze was wrenched away from the set of masculine abs that were sculpted on the formerly female chest and brought back up to her face.

If he could have Alex would have screamed again but once more she pressed her face against his, her thinned lips felt rubbery against his own as nearly a gulpful of the potent liquid rush down his throat. His thoughts began to grow fuzzy as he felt the alcohol permeate his system, once their lips parted he found that while her chest had completely shrunk down to a pair of pectorals something else had begun to grow. Against his own thickening erection he felt something press against it, and once he was finally able to look down he saw her bikini bottoms began to bulge out in the front. The flimsy string that held them on was quickly strained, and soon the knot undid itself and revealed a small but growing male member. It looked like it was only three inches, but as 'she' grinded her body and grinned down against his it quickly surpassed his own.

"Please... I..." Alex tried to plead, though his protests died before they even left his throat as the rest of her body began to thicken like the former female's cock did. The alterations didn't end on her gender though, as the newly minted male continued to rub against him he felt the normally soft flesh of the human grow scaly and slick from the stomach outward as it began to take on a deep black coloration. He tried to wiggle out of the mutating human's grasp, but it only grew tighter and tighter around him as he could feel the other male's insides churn and shift against him.

"You really should drink more." The male said with a deep voice as he pressed his lips against Alex once more, and again there was a rush of alcohol that flooded his stomach from the seemingly endless supply that had come from her mouth. As his eyes began to roll back he felt his entire body tingle as though he plunged into the throes of drunkenness. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his Eric sandwiched between two guys, except that most vestiges of their humanity were long gone as his friend was wrapped up to his chest in the rubbery coils of what Alex could only describe as snake men. As he watched, unable to do anything about his own predicament as he gulped the liquid down, a shiny substance began to leak out of Eric's eyes and mouth as his entire face began to bulge out and grow a pair of wicked fangs.

Suddenly Alex felt the tight suction against his lips cease, and as he slowly turned his head back he saw that the altered creature on top of him had grown a similar muzzle, the forked tongue flicked against his nose and left a shiny patch there as a spiny fin began to sprout from his now bald head. "I want to plunder your depths before you join our crew."

Alex was roughly flipped over onto his stomach as he could feel the increasing weight of the new male on top of him. As he looked up though he saw that there was an empty mug not more than a few feet from him, and he took it and smashed it over his head. The changing male let out a loud hiss as he staggered back and clutched his head, which allowed Alex to get back to his feet and run towards the door. His clothes were an afterthought, by now there were many that had gone naked as well as their bodies began to warp and change.

"Someone help!" Alex shouted as he ran out of the bar, though he could tell his voice was severely slurred as he stumbled down the pier. Even out of the bar there was loud music everywhere, most people were completely wasted by this time and hardly even gave him a second look except for the cheers he got for being naked. As he looked behind him he saw that the partially transformed partygoers had begun to leave the bar as well, most of the drunken crowd also letting out hoots and hollers for what they thought were very elaborate costumes.

As Alex tore himself away from watching as several people became ensnared in the pirate naga's coils he saw what he thought was his salvation; two security guards that looked at him from behind sunglasses. He staggered over to them, one hand on his stomach as he felt his insides begin to shift and his throat go numb. "Help... please..." he pleaded as he fell on his knees in front of him as a thick, rum-flavored goo began to ooze out of his mouth and nose.

"It looks like you're already enjoying the party." The guard replied chillingly, which caused Alex's mouth to drop slightly. "I suggest you just have a good time and let it happen." As they turned to leave one of them took off their sunglasses to wink at him, which allowed Alex to see that the guard's eyes were completely pitch black. "Though if you really want to help, I think he needs some over there."

Alex could feel his entire body go numb as he looked over where the corrupted guard was pointing, even with his alcohol-blurred vision he could see a young man as he danced like an idiot in a pair of swimming trunks as he tried to get on two girls. Even though he didn't want to Alex could feel his body begin to move forward the shunned male, not even noticing his hair as it fell out of his head in clumps. The rubber that had leaked out of his mouth and nose had already begun to cover his face as a similar sensation began to happen to his groin, his cock thickening as he waited for the human to turn around. He vaguely realized what was happening to him was the same as what happened to the others, but strangely none of that seemed to matter as he snuck up behind the drunken man. The human was alone, a perfect candidate for his group... no, a member of their scurvy crew as he came up and wrapped his arms around the male.

"What the?" The confused dancer said before Alex locked his lips with his own rubbery ones, his throat contacting as he felt something rush up his throat that drained into the man's mouth. After the first swallow his newest convert went nearly limp in his arms and a feeling of giddiness rushed up his body. It wasn't enough though, his hands roamed through the compliant male's swim trunks and pulled them off before he fondled the stiffening member that it hid. The heat from the man's toned body made his skin crawl, though in reality it was the liquid rubber that had seeped through his pores and began to cover his skin in a shiny, scale textured pattern of light green save for the blue sea serpent tattoo that had appeared on his back.

Alex tried one last desperate attempt to call out for help, but the words that came out of his mouth were "to the depths with ye!" before he tipped both himself and his captive over the edge of the pier into the water. They broke the surface with a huge splash as Alex's body began to lengthen from the tip of his nose pushing outward to his torso and legs stretching further back as their shape altered. The youth in his arms began to grow panicked despite the liquor fog on his brain, but in the mutated human's corrupted mind he knew that it was already too late for the human. As Alex embraced him in another kiss with his new, rubbery muzzle he could feel the other male's face swell out into a similar shape as he sent another few gulps of the rum down the human's throat as one of his hands went down and removed the unneeded fabric from the man's hips.

The listless male in Alex's gasp went from limp to aroused as his new partner began to reciprocate his affections, his hands ran along the ridges of the mutated sea drake's new fins. The water seemed to speed up their transformation, the other male's hair drifting away as they began to run their hands over each other bodies. As Alex turned the other male around and stroked his huge cock they both lazily came back to the surface, the bigger sea serpent into the still human rear end of his new crewmate as they surveyed the harbor.

In the short time they had been submerged the entire port was plunged into chaos; the pirate themed nagas had taken most of the boats and bars on the pier. Not a single female could be seen or a shred of clothing was worn, and those who were still human quickly had started to gain a rubbery sheen as they were inducted into their new crew. The only boat that seemed to be unaffected was the navy battleship that was quickly pulling away from the harbor itself. "It looks like one got away..." The sea drake beneath Alex said before he moaned from the thick cock inside him.

"Yar, I don't think so..." Alex replied as the water rippled around their thrusting bodies.

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As the battle cruiser set sail out of the port the entire bridge was a madhouse; the Captain had immediately called a meeting as soon as they had left the infected harbor. They mostly tried to figure out what had just happened, especially since they had to explain how they had to leave several crewmen behind when they showed signs of severe exposure. As the higher-ups had their conference a completely different type of meeting was going on, the sailors all shared their experiences of where they were and what they saw as the strange creatures spilled out of the bar.

"Man, you should have seen it." The younger sailor said as he and another navy ensign went through their supplies checklist. "I was grinding against this drunk slut one minute, then went to take a leak and a few minutes later I came back and I saw that the chick had changed into a dude and was grinding against another dude! I turned and ran, thank god for that too because it was right before everyone started to turn into those pirate nagas."

The other man merely nodded as he went through their emergency water supply. "Right Russel, are you sure you maybe just didn't accidently try to grab a slab of beefcake?"

"Shut up Monty, I don't smoke no pole." The first man replied. "I'm telling you that they had changed."

"Sure dude, whatever." Monty replied as he rolled his eyes before he continued on. As he moved further down the line he noticed some wooden casks that were not supposed to be there, not only were they not on the manifest but they were also not marked with any navy identification numbers. He grabbed a nearby crowbar and sank it into the wedge between the lid and the barrel, the wood popped off easily and revealed a deep brown colored liquid with a very distinctive aroma. "Is this... rum? When did this get on board?"

The second man didn't hear Monty and continued on with his checklist, which left him alone as he tried to look at the other barrels to see if they were the same. As he continued his investigation he failed to notice that the liquid had begun to coalesce into a serpentine form that was less than a foot long. When he had come back to the original barrel that he had opened he was eye level with a strange liquid snake creature, the young officer's mouth agape when he saw the living liquid mold itself into a perfect replica of a snake creature much like in the rumors that had drifted around. Before he could even react the naga drew what appeared to be a cutlass and darted forward.

Monty fell back as the creature pushed its way into his mouth, the sailor unable to hold onto the slick body as it fought its way down his throat. The liquid tasted strongly of rum, and as it hands and mouth touched the substance it turned numb as he quickly lost the fight to hold it at bay. As his throat bulged with the head of the strange creature his hands started to turn a deep crimson, the skin grew shiny and uniform as the changes quickly started to spread up his arms. He grabbed onto his throat in a last desperate attempt to try and keep the liquid creature from going further down, but his rubber fingers gripped nothing as he felt a strange warmth seep into his skull.

"Heeelllll..." Monty slurred as he tried to get his crewmate's attention, but his voice came out as soft as a whisper as he began to shake his head to regain his focus. His vision blurred, with every twist of his neck his face seemed to stretch further out, until when he finally stopped he had what he could only surmise as a blunt muzzle like a snake that he touched with his rubber-covered hands. As his eyes turned from their human blue to a reptilian amber the fear he had drained out of his body as his alcohol soaked brain quickly succumbed to the alien desires pressed upon him, the scared look on his face turning to a cocky smirk as he slowly stood up. The deep red rubber continued to assimilate his body, but his only thoughts were on the toned male further along the galley as he grabbed the open barrel with his clawed hands.

Meanwhile Russel continued to check the stock, unaware of his fellow soldier's transformation as he continued to check things off his list. It wasn't until he called out something and got no response did his suspicions perk up, but by the time he looked up he was already nearly face to face with a red-rubber snake headed creature. It held a barrel over its head with disproportionally muscular arms the same crimson color, which bulged as the corrupted human dumped the contents over the other male. "No!" Russel shouted, wide-eyed in horror at seeing the nightmare he had just previously escaped in the harbor come to life in front of him as the liquid quickly soaked into his skin and his vision began to blur.

"Welcome to the crew matey." The slowly transforming snake-man said as he watched his former friend fall to the ground as the rum took effect, his already cut body expanded and started to pop the seams of his uniform as he writhed on the metal floor. Already the aphrodisiac quality had started to kick in, the strained pants tenting around the crotch as the sparse hair on Russel's head fell away and his ebony skin began to take on an unnatural shine. Before long his pants were forced down by his merging legs as his clawed hands shredded through his belt, a low moan forming from the changing male's scaly lips as he ripped his shirt as well and revealed a ripped chest with a skull and crossbones in white latex that decaled his chisled pecs and eight pack. Wherever he touched his skin rippled and sunk in slightly, his insides assimilated and liquidated until he was completely filled with the transformative alcohol.

"Yarrrr..." Russel hissed with delight as he slowly stood up on his new snake lower half, the new naga ran his hands up and down his pecs and against his nearly foot long tapered cock while he looked at the liquid on the floor. "Thank ye... but what a waste o' rum."

"Fear not!" Monty explained, his own pants discarded as the thick roll of rubber coated his cock and thighs in a far slower transformation. As they watched the liquid began to coalesce together and form into a shape similar to the one that had attacked Monty, except now it was their size. They heard loud cracks from further back in the hold and realized that more of the smuggled crew had begun to break free of their hiding places now that it was time to strike.

"Let's commandeer us a ship!" The red-scaled naga shouted, the others cried out in cheers as they slithered their way up the steps and took the crew in the immediate area by surprise. Before the humans had a chance to regroup the nagas had taken several decks, the raiding party quickly assimilating the crew and adding them to their fold which made them nearly impossible to stop. Before long only the bridge was left, and even that secure location was compromised as the rowdy pirate nagas loaded the sprinkler system with rum and set them off throughout the ship.

The captain watched as his bridge officers slowly began to get up, their bodies soaked in alcohol as they began to kiss and grope each other like the drunken youths that they had just escaped from in the harbor. He would have tried to stop it, but as the grey hair fell from his scalp and his weathered skin was slowly overtaken by shiny purple rubber he felt like protocol was no longer needed for them. Years of strict military protocol training was washed away as his body turned sleek and purple, an emblem of a sea serpent wrapped around his arm as a tattoo as he grabbed two of the closest males and wrapped his arms around him. A tune suddenly came to mind, his new forked tongue flicking out into the air before he began to sing, the other nagas turned away from their partners and joined their captain in the sea tune. As the singing reached a fevered pitch the Captain let out a loud groan, his rubber scaled hands ripping away the stretched clothing from his body and letting the trapped fins that had grown down his back and on his arms to be free. It also released another part of his new anatomy, something the two first mates he had his arms around were quick to notice.

"Oh Captain..." the officer on his left, formerly a short ferret whose midsection stretched like taffy as his body gained several feet of height, said before he lunged down and plunged his mouth onto the huge spire of rubberized rod. The other, a formerly female falcon that had lost most of her feathers as well as her breasts, was quick to do the same, one of her now clawed hands stroked a newly formed erection that had grown out of her clit as her thin legs grew in mass and fused together. The others were not to be outdone, most of them had already become nagas as they coiled around each other and began to shove their new tools into muzzles and anal vents as they 'sampled' each other's tastes...

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"Master, it appears that all ships are now under your control." The blue naga said as he watched the pitch-black liquid naga look out from the balcony of the bridge. "Any and all distress signals have been neutralized and stragglers are being rooted out as we speak."

"It appears control of this port is mine." Athear said with a smirk as he looked back at the black-eyed naga that slithered up next to him. "As will be the planet. This many nagas... nothing can stop me now. Thank you Marru, you and your group have done very well."

"It pleases us to hear that master." The blue-rubber naga replied as he looked out into the brightening horizon as well. "Master, if I may ask... why did you come to us and change us so? I am not complaining, I am just curious on your motives."

"Curious huh?" Athear reiterated as he chuckled. "I suppose it's mostly because I have to, much like my brethren I must continue to corrupt and spread wherever I can. For your case in particular it's because I need all the tricks I can get, my nexus borders some very powerful creatures and I need to make sure that its protected at all times... but enough of that, its time you partake of your reward."

Marru nodded and then shuddered as the outer coating of his body dissolved, Ather's own body solidifying to an ice-like consistency before he stretched his mouth and clamped it around Marru's body. The gel-like consistency of the blue naga's body made it easy for the demon to slurp it down, relishing in the squirming sensation as he felt Marru's tongue flick against the inside of his throat. Soon Marru's chest and abs were enveloped by the inky black snakeman as well, Athear only pausing to wrap his tongue around the other naga's arousal as it bumped against his snout. Soon that was pushed in as well, only a few feet of snake body hung out of Athear's mouth before that wiggled in as well and he closed his mouth shut. Despite eating another entire creature his form hardly showed it, though every so often he could see his minion push out the contours of his stomach as he let out a low hiss of pleasure.

"It's been a while since I had so many inside me." Athear said as he rubbed his stomach, feeling Marru find the other members of the crew he had consumed before and the ensuing love-making that happened. He would let them out when he needed them, but for now the demon merely lied down and let the others have their fun as he idly stroked himself and contemplated his next move...