SnD - Sneks and Dragons (Lamia and Dragongirl TG)

Nick bounced lightly in his seat as the city bus hummed down the bustling street, the dusty windows framing a blur of shops and pedestrians. Beside him, Jason was rummaging through his backpack, making sure he hadn’t forgotten his character sheet or his lucky dice. The cramped space of the bus didn’t dampen their spirits; it was game day, after all, and the air was thick with anticipation.

“Man, I can’t believe how epic last week’s session was,” Jason said, finally settling back into his seat with a satisfied grin. He pulled out a crumpled sheet of paper and waved it in the air. “I still have the map where I single-handedly saved us from that dungeon trap!”

Nick chuckled, adjusting his glasses. “Yeah, and almost got us eaten by a Gelatinous Cube in the process. Good times.” As the game master, Nick always had a dozen plots swirling in his head, and today’s session was going to be a doozy. He leaned closer to Jason, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Just wait until you see what I have planned for today. Let’s just say you might want to prepare for something a bit... slithery.”

Jason’s eyes widened, a mix of excitement and curiosity lighting them up. “Slithery, huh? Don’t tell me we’re finally going up against a Marlith? That would be insane!”

Nick just smiled mysteriously, enjoying the suspense. “Who knows? Might want to brush up on your demon lore just in case,” he teased, loving how Jason’s speculation ran wild.

Shifting the topic, Jason pulled a sketch from his bag—a rough drawing of his dragonborn fighter and then took on a thinking pose. “I’ve been thinking about adding some enhancements to my character. Was thinking of stocking up on arms, maybe getting a few extra just in case. What do you think?”

Nick nodded, following Jasons logic. “That would definitely give you an edge. Hey, speaking of arms and weapons, Mary dropped off a little something for us before we left. She said it was a surprise for the session.”

“She did? What is it?” Jason asked to which Nick shrugged. “Dunno. She said to open it when we were together.” 

Curious, Jason watched as Nick reached into his own bag and pulled out a small, neatly wrapped package. Together, they peeled back the layers of paper to reveal two detailed figurines. Jason’s breath caught as he picked up the figurine of a dragon girl fighter, complete with four muscular arms and clad in impressively detailed armor. She also had quite impressive red wings and a very generous bust, yet somehow still managed to look very dignified.

“Wow, this is incredible! Look at the craftsmanship on this,” Jason marveled, turning the figurine in his hands to catch the light. Nick, meanwhile, had picked up the second figurine. A charmingly cute Marlith with a serpentine lower body and multiple arms arranged in a welcoming gesture. With brown hair that faded into green, a long purple tail and hints that she could use all four elements of elemental magic.

“Dude, how did Mary even know to get these for us today?” Nick exclaimed, his voice a mix of surprise and delight. He and Jason were still hunched over the newly opened package, marveling at the figurines when a small note slipped from between the folds of the wrapping paper and drifted to the floor of the bus.

“What the…?” Nick exclaimed, watching the paper. “Was that part of the present too?”

“Don’t worry, I got it.”Jason bent to pick it up, while Nich just watched, both of them completely missing that the figurines they were holding were briefly emitted a soft glow. Not very bright, but bright enough that anyone who looked at it would have noticed.

 As he handed the note to Nick, a subtle tingling sensation began to creep through their bodies. Jason felt it first as a gentle warmth across his shoulders, while Nick experienced it as a slight shiver starting at the base of his spine. Yet both of them simply shrugged it off as a simple one of weird feelings that meant nothing.

“Check this out,” Jason said, handing the note to Nick. As Nick took the note, his body subtly began to shift. Both of their bodies started to change, though only in minor ways at first. Nick’s shoulders narrowed, his core slimming down as his hips began to widen slightly. Similarly, Jason felt his own body reshaping—his shoulders becoming less broad and his hips more pronounced. Nick noticed he was getting a bit shorter, which felt strange, while Jason found himself slightly taller than before. 

Nick thought about pointing it out, but ultimately shrugged his shoulders and decided to read aloud from the note, “‘I found the most amazing garage sale recently and got to buy a second set of figurines from there~ Now we all get to have miniature representations of our characters for the next session. <3 Mary.’”

“Welp, don’t know how she did it, but she kinda called… Ugw? Wh-what?” Nick felt an odd pressure at his lower half as his legs began to fuse together. At first, it was a weak tug, like the merging of cool streams of water, but it quickly became more pronounced. His jeans melded into his skin, transforming into a smoother, scale-covered surface. Here and there, purple scales flickered into existence, dotting his new form with vibrant splashes of purple. All Nick could do was gasp as he watched his legs twist and reshape into a singular, serpentine mass, leaving him to balance awkwardly before he adjusted to his new center of gravity, even while sitting.

“What the…? Me too?!” Meanwhile, Jason’s situation took a distinctly draconic turn. He reached up to scratch his head, only to feel something hard and pointy sprouting from his skull. One horn sprouted from the middle of his forehead, while two additional horns began to curl from the side of his temples, growing in thick, ridged spirals. His ears elongated, stretching into sharp, sensitive points that flicked independently at the slightest sound. A weight tugged at his lower back, pulling his attention to the long, muscular dragon’s tail that had begun to protrude, swinging with a life of its own and tearing through the seam of his pants with all of its scaly glory.

The two looked at each other confused, then back at themselves. They wanted to say something, but could only groan, as both Nick and Jason felt their chests tighten uncomfortably. The sensation was akin to a sudden rush of adrenaline that swelled and expanded within them. Their shirts strained against their chests as, to their shock, their pecs swelled outward, rounding into large, well-defined breasts. The growth was rapid and disorienting, filling out their tops and reshaping their silhouettes into curvier, more feminine forms. Each movement now came with a new, unfamiliar weight that bounced slightly with every jolt of the bus.

All the while Nick's tail just continued to evolve, and more dramatically by the minute. The occasional purple scales that had first appeared multiplied, growing denser and more ornate. His new tail thickened and lengthened, scales layering over one another until they completely encased the elongated appendage. Each scale shimmered in unison under the bus’s weak internal lights, creating a mesmerizing effect that seemed both beautiful and super freaking weird. The tail coiled instinctively, seeking comfort in its new form, which stretched several meters beyond where his legs had once ended.

Jason’s transformation was equally spectacular in its own right. His clothes began to dissolve, their material breaking down and swirling around him like a mist before reforming into something entirely new. Heavy, ornate armor encased his torso, the plates intricately detailed and robust, reflecting his newfound draconic strength. As he adjusted to the weight of his armor, a sharp pain sprouted from his back, and he gasped as two massive dragon wings unfurled, tearing through the back of his new armor. They stretched wide, majestic and powerful, casting large shadows over the seats beside them.

“What ever it is, it sure is… Muaaaa!?”

“Ahn~” They tried to speak, but their efforts were futile. The final nail in the coffin came with an intense, writhing sensation that made both Nick and Jason moan in both discomfort and pleasure. It felt as if something within them was retracting, pulling back into their bodies. Their manhoods, the very essence of their male forms, receded and reshaped, leaving behind a new and distinctly feminine anatomy. And with a final…

Pop!

Everything was over.

“What the… Heck was… that?” Nick gasped, still breathing heavily from all the intense feeling she had been through.

“No clue… ah… But I hope its over now.” Jason returned, just as out of breath. “Wherever she got those figurines from, it sure… Hnnn?!”

“Ack! Me too!" Nick gasp, as both felt incredible pressure coming from their sides. Like something wanted to escape. Something wanted to burst out. It seemed like their transformation wasn’t quite completely over…

– 

Inside the cozy, cluttered space of the game shop, Hilda and Mary sat at the worn wooden table, dice and character sheets spread out before them. Hilda’s blue skin and dark purple tail contrasted sharply with Mary’s energetic demeanor and vibrant red tail. They were deep in discussion about their D&D campaign’s next twist and turn when Mary, unable to contain her excitement, mentioned her latest find.

“I swung by that garage sale from that nice Nagisa lady again,” Mary said with a gleeful grin, her eyes twinkling. “Picked up two more figurines for Nick and Jason. They’re going to love them!”

Hilda’s expression turned from amusement to apprehension as she murmured, “Oh no.” Before she could elaborate, the door to the game shop burst open with a dramatic flair, revealing two imposing figures framed by the doorway.

“MARY!!!” bellowed the first figure, her voice echoing through the shop. This was Nick, or at least who she had become. Her wild brown hair cascaded down her back, each strand tipping into a vibrant green, swaying with each movement. Her figure was striking, wide hips and a generous bust made her the center of attention instantly. Her long purple tail, covered in shimmering scales, slightly restlessly back and forth as she approached the girls. Six arms, two of which were crossed defiantly under her bust, accentuated her imposing presence. A massive pout formed on her face, her eyebrows knit together in a mixture of frustration and disbelief.

Beside her stood Jason, equally transformed but uniquely different. Her long, straight orange hair fell past her shoulders, framing a face marked by prominent black dragon horns. Her wings, large and red-scaled, fluttered slightly, catching the dim light of the shop. Her tail, matching her wings, swished behind her, adding to her commanding presence. Jason’s armor clung tightly, emphasizing a statuesque figure with an ample bust. She held herself with a dignified air, standing taller than most in the room. In one of her four hands, she wielded a massive sword, almost as tall as she was, its blade gleaming menacingly.

The shop fell silent as all eyes turned to the duo at the door and followed them as they walked and slithered towards the table where the two lamias were sitting. Then Nick gently placed the figurines on the table, one of which looking exactly like her and the other one looking very strikingly like Jason.

“Mind explaining those?” Nick said, her arms still crossed.

“I can, but…” Mary started, but as usual quickly got distracted by Nick's amazing appearance. “...does that mean we are fighting a Marilith today?”

“Haaa…” Nick sighed, sitting down at the table while making room for all of her tail to fit in. Jason did the same, her wings taking up much more space than she was used too, yet she somehow managed to keep herself composed. 

Jason didn’t say anything. Nick just sighed again.

“I guess there is no point in hiding it anymore!” She declared, flashing a smile as she pulled out her DM screen from her bag. “I hope you girls are prepared, because at the end of that dungeon you are in, you will face one heck of a fight.”

“Nothing a strong dragon born with a few extra arms can’t handle~” Jason mused, speaking up for the first time as she flexed all four of her arms, brandishing her sword above her head before putting it down next to her again.

“No, this will be a rough fight, trust me.” Nick chucked, as all of them got ready for the game to begin. 

“Because I now know quite a bit more about Marilith than I ever did before~”

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So this DnD session is about to get a lot more realistic than anyone expected.

Commissioned by NamelessFool

First pic: From the commissioner.
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