The hard way

"No, I refuse. I'm not going to listen to you, and you're just going to have to deal with that. You're in my body, after all." You can't help but say all of this in a very confident, matter-of-fact tone, annoyed with the way the demon has simply toyed with shaping your body up to this point. All of your confidence and bravado fade, however, when your words are simply met with silence.

Almost a full minute passes with you simply sitting on the bunch, breath heaving and cock twitching, before the demon speaks again. "Well then... you truly are just an insolent little snake. In fact, I think I know exactly how to deal with little pests like you."

Your only thought it to stand up and run, somehow escape from the being that's inside of you, but as soon as you place your weight on your legs, they crumple underneath you, practically throwing you to the ground. Using your arms, you roll over and look down, just in time to watch your legs literally turn into dust and float away. You can't even scream, because try as you might no sound will come out, and you realize there's no longer a tongue in your mouth.

As you watch, your lower body starts to extend outwards, the skin changing into a sandy brown. It lengthens out several feet, tapering to a point, before the skin starts to fracture into a uniform pattern, its texture changing as it turns into scales. The changes slow to a halt, though, as if finished, and the strange warmth of transformation returns to your cock, as it also shrinks slightly and tapers to a point, its base bulging outwards into a knot as it forms into a penis that would sooner be found on a large reptile.

Your skin above the waist is still red, and your upper body is largely unchanged, but you've become some sort of demonic naga. Suddenly, a wave of sensation overwhelms you, as you realize you can taste the air as forked tongue flicks out of your mouth, followed by your screams as your windpipe opens up again.

You slither over to a wall, using it to prop yourself up while looking down in disbelief. "Well?" comes the demonic voice, smug and taunting, "Have you had enough? Would you like to learn what it's like without eyes?"