A luscious lamia, a seductive serpent

You lead her to your laboratory as the sun descends below the horizon. It's getting darker earlier and soon enough the snow will come. You will get to enjoy your dreams made flesh when Doe curls her body up against you for warmth and eagerly takes a hot cup of tea or coffee or milk from your hands. The hardest part of the trip is hiding your growing eagerness and pleasure behind a façade of concern.

Linne decided to come along as well. She's radiating actual concern while trying again and again to reassure Doe that it will all be well. When you get to the lab you set things in motion, connecting yourself to the magical invocations, like finely wrought harnesses for the powers you will use to meld Doe with the chimera of snakes you've crafted.

"I suppose I should read out the crimes, sentence and punishment," you say, gesturing to the rolled up vellum. "However... I don't feel like a judge at the moment and it is just the three of us. Perhaps you could both just read it yourselves so I can get on with the preparations?"

"Fine by me," says Doe. She does actually read it, Linne leaning over her shoulder to get a look at the document. Really the king could care less if anyone reads the showpiece you had produced. He signed it and agreed to take credit for the decision. He will even make an announcement about it tomorrow. It doesn't hurt to add a bit more punishment in cases like this, just to make sure everyone knows what's at stake if they mess with your nation's army.

"I wish I had done half the things in here," Doe fumes. "Fine then, do it."

"You read that quite quickly, I'm not quite ready myself. You know, I can adjust things a little. If you have some preferences?"

"Preferences like what?" she asks. Angry, sure, but you've seen her much more furious than this. She does trust you enough now that she's assuming your suggestion isn't a mocking one.

"Well, basic thing like eye color, hair, that sort of thing. With the number of types of snakes I pulled into the amalgam I can probably give you whatever kind of scale color you wish." That does give her pause. Much as she wants to be angry this is a chance to have a hand in her own remaking. Linne is immediately excited and starts whispering suggestions to Doe.

After some quiet consultation she cuts right to the chase and asks, "For my eyes, can I keep my own blue eyes?"

"The snake half will try to make them vertically slit, I may not be able to prevent that. And as you know, Linne has no trouble seeing with them."

She looks to herself in the small mirror Linne brought along. "I would much prefer human eyes," Doe says, rather quietly, "but at least let me have the lovely blue eyes men so often commented on. My nose as well."

"Yes, it's a fine nose. And I'm well used to keeping transformations from affecting noses. You can imagine what centaurs and cataurs would look like otherwise." Linne covers her own nose with both hands at that comment.

"I presume you want to keep your ears as well? Again, the snake side..."

"Yes, of course! Good grief," she says as she looks back at the mirror, "I can't imagine if I just had flat, ugly... ugh!" Her whole body shudders at that thought.

"Yes, I guessed that. Don't worry, I will try to keep the changes there as minor as possible."

"My - um - chest, as well," she says, quite self conscious.

"Yes. Again, I had guessed as much. Now on a different note, what about your hair?"

"What of it?" she asks. Then she looks aghast and says, "Snakes have no hair," in a completely dead, flat tone.

"That might be, but lamia have hair in all the depictions I've seen. I meant that perhaps you might wish to change the color or otherwise have it match to your new scales. Oh, perhaps we should look at those first. What scale color do you think would work best?" Here you hand her a few pages of paper that you had an artist work on. Simple color drawings of a variety of snakes. Some of them are just drawings of snakes you had in your possession at the time, a few are drawings of what snakes might look like with more unusual colorations.

This one gives her pause. There are quite a few options, so you offer some suggestions of your own. "White or black would be quite all-or-nothing. The striped green, the spotted brown or the mixed grays would blend in well. All three are based on the patterns of real snakes. The brighter shades of red, blue, green or yellow are more striking. The golden, bronze, deep emerald green, deep red and the dark blue are perhaps the most elegant. Perhaps try to imagine them with a dress or blouse. I'm afraid the artist wasn't talented enough to manage that."

You're quite interested to see what she chooses. The main reason you asked, in fact the reason you thought to offer any choice to her in the first place, is that you got lost in the hues and shades and possibilities. More than once you dreamt of what Doe might look like with a pure, pearly white tail or an ebony tail with deep red rings. Offering her this chance means you can narrow the options.

This takes some whispering back and forth between Doe and Linne. The question is enough to fully immerse her in the process. As if she's forgotten that she will be the one who is changed or that this transformation is supposed to be a punishment. She even starts asking your opinion on several possible choices. Slowly the options narrow down, eight then five, then three. At last Doe chooses and sighs as she confirms it to you. An interesting choice - a deep royal blue for the overall scale color, with golden diamonds along the spine and a pale underbelly.

Her hair is an easy choice after that. She wants to keep her blonde locks, as they will be a fine match to her scales.

Many hours of work later...

You knew the warm and cold blooded tissues were going to be difficult and you were not wrong. Three times you had to stop, undo parts of the transformation and then try again. The process is tiring for Doe too - all this experimentation and fixing of desirable results eats mental energy from the caster and physical energy from the transformed. Even with the mountains of stored energy in the snake body you prepared it's still enough to leave her weak and sleepy at the end.

But what an end! A real, live lamia is there in front of you on the transformation dais. For all the details that went wrong and had to be reworked so many things ended up going right. Eagerly, you move in closer to examine your masterwork. What was once a human Doe is now still largely human in appearance from the waist up. Her bright blue eyes are indeed vertically slit, though to you that looks very fetching. Her long blonde hair has become slightly shinier and a little more golden, nearly a match to the diamonds of her desired scales.

Her nose, as promised is unaffected. Her ears are still soft flesh and have grown just ever so slightly pointed. An almost unnoticeable change, but one that really does make her face a bit more exotic, yet also somehow makes her appear friendlier. Her tongue, too, remains human - no need to make her learn to speak again. Perhaps it's a little longer than it was before, but that is all. Her chin still appears delicately feminine, just on the verge of being pointy. That ever desirable egg shape. And that's despite the many changes within her jaw. She may not be able to swallow something as large as a snake her size could, but her jaw can unhinge a little bit. Perhaps she could swallow something the size of a mango or small coconut whole. Doe's jaw is also far stronger thanks to improvements from the snake muscles.

Her upper jaw and sinuses took a lot of effort too. You squeezed two sets of retractable fangs into her face, all without any external sign. The inner pair deliver an intoxicant venom, the outer pair a lethal venom. The glands that produce the venom have to be all the way down in her torso - there's no other place to put them. Running the fine venom ducts through her neck and adding special reservoirs and injecting muscles behind her cheekbones was a pain. Within her sinuses you made a number of changes to boost the amount of air she can breathe to allow her to support her larger body. You also improved her sense of smell - she may not taste the air with her tongue like a serpent, but she will be quite good at tracking scents.

Her fingers have grown just a little longer and finer, giving her the hands of an aristocratic woman who hasn't worked a day in her life. Yet you know that the improved muscles above her fingers and along her arms make those dainty fingers alarmingly strong. Her body has a lovely, pleasant curve to it. You enlarged her pelvis a little so it would match up well with the tail. Her former hips are now the top of her tail and above them her waist pinches in, forming a perfect hourglass figure. As for her breasts? No, you weren't going to allow the breast-less snake side to win that one. Her large B cups are now, ahhh, presented very nicely thanks to the slight reduction in the width of her shoulders.

Then there's her snake half. From her pelvis down to her tail she's got a good 24 or 25 feet worth of length. All of it sheathed in deep blue scales that vary from the size of your smallest fingernail up to about twice the size of your thumb. You quickly learn they are all smooth and warm to the touch. The golden accents give her a regal appearance, just as you expected, and the off white of her underbelly contrasts beautifully with the rest of her. The underbelly scale color also helps to 'connect' her pale skinned upper body to her long serpent tail. Hidden between the first two of those underbelly scales is a special spot you'll explore later, once Doe learns to love you. Your changes to her vagina will make it deep and permanently tight, a bit of a gift to yourself.

Her eyes flutter as you touch her tail, though she doesn't seem all that put out. You help her upright. From now on you can't really say that you're helping Doe to her feet. In helping her you get the chance to feel her skin. Like the scales of her tail it's smooth and warm, though also yielding and soft. She looks into the mirror Linne has brought to her...