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Chapter 2 by ShootingQuazarDragon ShootingQuazarDragon

What was yours?

a Cyan pill

You examine the bowl, and decide on a Cyan pill, it was after all, your favourite colour. Everyone around you had now chosen,

"Ready!" The young woman shouted, "3,2,1, TAKE IT!"

You all popped your pills, straight down. For a second, everyone looked at each other in confusion, and then, it happened, a pain shot down your body! Around you you noticed everyone had started wincing, what was happening!

Panic set in as you stared at your hands in horror, watching as the scales rapidly covered your skin, shimmering in the dim light of the living room. The pain had subsided, replaced by a strange tingling sensation, like pins and needles on steroids.

Your vision blurred for a moment as your eyes transformed, new irises forming, and your pupils shrinking to vertical slits. Your head spun, and you stumbled, catching yourself on the armchair beside you.

As your body began to morph into a Cyan bipedal dragon, you felt your senses heighten, and your mind reel with the sheer intensity of the transformation. Your skin itched and prickled, as the scales spread, covering your arms, torso, and legs. Your fingers shortened and merged into razor-sharp claws, and your toes stretched into talons, clicking against the floor.

Your muscles grew as a pair of beautiful cyan wings grew out of your shoulder blades, and a strong tail grew from your tail bone. The wings unfolded from your back, their delicate membranes stretching and quivering as they took shape. You felt an intense itching sensation as the skin on your back adjusted to the new appendages, but it was quickly replaced by a thrill of exhilaration. You stretched your wings wide, feeling the jointed bones flex and extend, and let out a mighty roar as you realized you could control them.

As my head changed into that of a dragon, a muzzle grew from my face, my jaw elongating and my teeth sharpening into razor-sharp fangs. My vision sharpened, and the room snapped into focus with crystal clarity. I could see every scale, every thread of fabric, and every hair on the transformed bodies around me.

As my muscles grew to fit those of a strong dragon, I felt my body expand and contort, my bones shifting to accommodate the new physiology. My scales glistened in the dim light, shimmering with a mesmerizing iridescence that seemed to shift and change color as I moved. The air was filled with the sound of cracking and popping as the other partygoers underwent their own transformations, their bodies contorting and twisting in ways that seemed impossible for human physiology.

What's next?

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