I decided to shake things up a bit more and terrorize the islanders as a cobra. And of course, not just any cobra, a deadly Indian cobra. I slowly started to transform. I was going to be a really mean and nasty Indian Cobra. The locals started to come out of their huts and see me. They were freaked out by my giant size and got even crazier when they saw me changing into a snake. My burly, hairy, naked trucker body started to elongate. The skin covering my once beefy body started turning into shiny scales and my hair all disappeared. I could feel my tongue now skinnier and long as hell. I loved the feeling of slithering on the ground. Next, the fangs were a growing in quickly and I was getting pretty horny. When it was all said and done, I was a regular-sized Indian Cobra - just around six feet long. But, compared to the puny one-inch islanders, I was a horrific 300 foot long deadly snake. I snaked my immense body around the coast having crushed a few huts in the process of growing.
I flared my massive hood and lowered my head down close to the most populated area. Staring evilly from my black beady eyes, I smirked and hissed loudly. The look of complete terror on all of those insignificant minuscule rodents faces was priceless. I casually moved my beastly head in and out of the crowd - garnering loud shrieks and bellowing. I couldn't help but chuckle deeply at their despair. I picked out a handsome young man and lunged at him with my mouth wide open. My ghastly mouth enveloped the pocket-sized guy. I was extremely careful with him - not wasting any venom and trying not to impale him on my goliath fangs. I made eye contact with some of the screaming people. Opening up my mouth widely, everyone turned to see their little fellow islander pleading for assistance. I had lifted up high enough for it to be deadly for him to try and jump (although staying in my mouth was just as deadly - haha). I took my time slowly lowering my mouth, imprisoning my prey. The feeling of him thrashing and kicking in my mouth got me stoked. It took all my strength to not just gulp him down. It was much more fun making him think about his fate. But, he did taste awfully good - nice and salty. Also, I have always loved the feeling and power of having someone being digested in my stomach.
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