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Chapter 8

Food, Sex or Something Else?

A Change Of Heart

However, you suddenly feel an intense pain hit your head. You grasp your head and release your companion. She stumble back and gazes at you in shock. But you forget about her. You clutch your head, roaring out in pain. It feels like the worst migraine you've ever experienced. Beneath the intense pain, you start to remember something... Your humanity.

You snap back into reality. No, I'm not some puny human! I obey the latex! Your new form retorts, but your humanity does not give up. Even if you cannot gain your humanity back physically, you'll sure as hell get it back mentally. You end up falling onto your back in the muddy water, as you feel the battle between your old self against this unwanted parasite. And then the pain stops. You slowly rise up and gaze at your female companion. She can one gaze back in fear.

"R-Run." You rasp out. She hesitates, but doesn't want to risk you killing her, or worse, transformation her. Yet just as she starts running, the entire swamp seems to shake. The slugs all charge at her. Yet they instantly freeze as you roar angrily. You nod to your friend to run away, and she does. At the back of your mind, you fear for her safety. But you're sure she'll do better if she's far away from here.

As soon as she is gone, the slugs seem to suddenly melt into the muddy water of the swamp. You decide to look at yourself in the muddy waters. What stares back is a muscled latex alligator, what this cursed swamp changed you into. But your eyes still retain their intelligence, their sentience. You notice you're still wearing the torn remains of your flannel. Seeing as how you're no longer human, you decide you may as well give up ever being one again. You hesitantly rip it off of your chest, now becoming completely naked. And embracing your new life as a rubber gator.

But then, your gaze goes down to meet your cock, which is now much larger than you remember, it's about as thick as your arm. Your balls are a whole other story though.

You shake your head out of going there.

You won't give in.

Are There Consequences?

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