On the floor

Seth blinked, for a moment not realising where he was, wondering why he was looking underneath his couch, before understanding he was lying on the floor. He shook his head in dull surprise and rubbed his face to clear the cobwebs.

And stopped.

Nothing felt right. His face didn't feel right and neither did his hand. He held his hand out and looked at it, his heart pounding with alarm as he saw his skin covered with dry scales, his fingers with thick black claws in place of nails.

"What the fuck!" he exclaimed in frightened surprise. Then stopped again in mounting horror. His voice didn't sound right either. He reached his hand back to his face and explored it with his deformed fingers. His head seemed to have changed, his skull flatter and his face some kind of snout. Panicking, he started to push himself to his feet to get to a mirror.

That's when he realised that his body had changed completely.

He still had legs, but they were short and more like an extra set of hands. And most horribly, his body extended in a curve part way around the room. In the unmistakable form and with the clear markings of a python.