Day 1: Horror

Karly pushed the door open behind her with one arm, the other wrapped around her lover's shoulder as she kissed him deeply. She was panting with need as she led him over to the couch, sitting down and looking up at the man before her.

"You don't mind if I, get comfortable, do you?" He asked with a grin, and she nodded.

His shirt came off first, thrown casually over the couch, and soon followed by his pants. His underwear followed shortly, but she looked up from his groin as he grabbed ahold of his face and pulled.

The skin didn't tear so much as pull away smoothly, like a potato being peeled, in a long strip that clung to his hand. There was no blood underneath, and no muscle, but rather rich green scales, like an outsized snake's, and as he pulled down further, a longer and longer stretch of skin held in his hand, the rest of his skin began to slough off his body, first splitting open around his head, long red locks landing on both shoulders as a cobra's head stood revealed in the split-apart remains of his fleshy disguise, before it all just slid off his body and onto the floor.

Her date for the night stretched, muscles flexing under his scales as he stood revealed as a creature equal parts snake and man; a human body with a snake's head, scales, and tail; or perhaps a giant snake given limbs and a proper torso. He - it? - looked down at her with cold amber eyes and hissed,

"I hope that didn't put you off too much. I would like to continue..."