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Natalie had no idea what had happened. One minute, she was your average urban explorer, camera in one hand and flashlight in the other, taking photos from within a long abandoned hospital, the next, she was pinned to the ground, being constricted by what could only be described as a massive, hungry snake.

Where on Earth did this thing come from? It was far too big to be any local species, was it some exotic pet let loose? Or…

There had long been urban legends regarding weird experiments being done in this very building, back when it was still active. Genetic engineering, bioweapons, was there any truth to those rumors? Was this some kind of leftover, lurking in here for years, unbeknownst to any-?

Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt fangs meet flesh, screaming out in pain as she was jolted back to reality. Then, confusingly, the serpent unwound itself from her, slinking off into the darkness. Looking down, she winced as she sat up, examining the pair of stab wounds on her side, right through her shirt.

Shitshitshit… it was probably venomous wasn’t it? It had likely skulked off to wait for her to succumb to whatever toxins she’d been injected with.

Trying to push herself to her feet, pain shot through her from the wound outward. Looking at her injury again, it evidently had already begun ravaging her body, the surrounding area bruising a deep purple and appearing swollen.

She needed to get somewhere with a phone signal, call 911, before…

Natalie collapsed with a shout, her legs giving out from under her as she fell with a thud, managing to keep her head from hitting the cracked concrete. Looking down at her legs, she gasped in utter disbelieving horror.

Her legs were rapidly disappearing into her shorts, shriveling up like raisins before her eyes. Scrabbling back, as if thinking she could run from her own mutating body, she was instead paralysed by a tremendous pain in her back. Flipping over to her front, the back of her shorts tented as a large protrusion started to force its way out of it’s fabric prison.

With a series of snaps and tears, the rapidly growing tail tore free and slapped onto the ground, groaning flesh sounding as it bulged and swelled, the serpentine limb preparing to replace her lost legs.

A snake… oh Hell she was turning into a snake! Tears dripped from Natalie’s eyes at the thought of being reduced into a simple animal, to be left to fend for herself in the wilderness, no one knowing whatever happened to her.

Her fate wouldn’t be so simple however, as rather than shrivelling away like her legs, her arms started to swell with muscle, much like her chest and tail, the purple ‘bruising’ giving way to reptilian scales, the ones on her chest a lighter color and smoother, her breasts giving way to pectorals and abs, shoulders crunching as they grew into natural armor.

Her shirt tore away as a series of spines forced their way out of her forearms, some form of webbing developing between them, her hands growing and nails sharpening into raking claws as her pinky and thumb shrank away. Another line of webbed spikes piercing out of her back, all the way down to her tail, she grit her teeth as she felt her neck stretch out and broaden in preparation for her final changes.

“No… nononono…”

She whimpered with dread as voice took on a hissing rasp, moments before, with a sickening crunch, her skull started to shift as a snout grew from her face, needle-like fangs forming as her tongue lolled out, thinning and splitting at the tip. Her ears stretched and fanned out into large fins as her hair fell out, purple scales covering her body completely. Opening her eyes with a glassy golden glint and a gasp, she struggled to catch her breath as she tried to recover from the overwhelming sensations of her metamorphosis.

Straightening herself up unsteadily, unused to her bizarre new form, she marveled at how massive her body now was, her tail practically meeting all four corners of the room with it’s sheer length. Foreign muscle twitched as she tried to move, not doing much but brushing the ceiling with the tips of her ears. Flicking her tongue out idly, she was hit by the strange new ability to ‘taste’ smells, wrinkling her snout at the stale air.

Inching her way out of the room, she figured she had no choice but to continue investigating what other secrets this old building held. That, or become an urban legend herself.