You weaved a little as you took a good look at yourself. Opening your hood you first looked at the inside and found that you looked exactly like the dream you were just in. Your overall color was black and the underbelly was more of a dark green color with the occasional spot of overlapping black from the rest of your body. On the underside of the hood was normal but the back side had an equally green design on it that resembled a pair of dragons that went down but were more solidified and like someone drew one then flipped it to the other side as it rand down your body. Finally you eyes were almost a blood red color but dark enough to not be obvious from even slightly close by.
You looked at your body and started moving around and found that it came naturally to you. Not only that but certain normal snake parts were increased to give you what you had in the dream, without sacrificing what you had just gained. Marveling at your body and all the new senses you had you then thought of something and immediately snapped to the mirror and opened your mouth. You saw what you usually saw on videos and such and it included to fangs that, along with the rest of your limited teeth, you found that you could retract.
“Well at least I won’t bite anyone by accident.” You said to yourself but then thought that it was weird that you could talk. A snake’s normal tongue wasn’t really suited for human speech. Beyond the insanely good senses you receive this was something that must’ve been carried over from being human. Hearing the bed creak you looked down and noticed how big you were and stretching you length up you could hit the ceiling easily. You knew snakes well enough from your sister loving them and your ‘research’ about them. You knew that normal King Cobras would be lucky to get to the 18 foot mark and yet, even without a measuring stick, you could tell you were way bigger than that. As you started concentrating on what was going on your scent of smell picked up a few things, beyond the things under your carpet that you didn’t know and wished weren’t under there.
You could clearly smell and almost see your mother and sister even through the walls and doors. The combination of all your senses and some weird version of thermal vision that you could switch to made locating living things, or anything nearby for that matter, a piece of cake. You then thought of what that meant. Your family was a big issue. This wasn’t a dream that you could just wake up from. You, for whatever reason, were now a very large King Cobra. One of the most deadly snakes in the world and you weren’t sure they would be able to handle it. But you didn’t have any idea how to live like this. Sure your new instincts were telling you how to move and what different things meant, while the new body was a dream come true for you it would be deathly scary for them.
You thought about your options. It was still night time so you had a ways before they got up. Running away would only hurt you and them. So you decided that you had to stay, somehow. You also figured that them coming in with you like this could also be a bad thing. One call to the police about a snake of any kind in your bed instead of you would only ensure panic. So you had to go to them and tonight. You figured that you could hide under their bed and talk with them before revealing yourself. But who should you speak with first.
You mom was the first option. While you always went to her with you problems she had a knack for over reacting. That and she was deathly afraid of snakes. She could stand Trish handling the small boa at the pet shop but stood near the door. You being an obviously poisonous snake would not help her feelings on the matter.
Next was Ashley. She was fun loving, the older out of you kids, and as such had more influence in both popularity and the family. That was probably because she was too beautiful/hot and out going for many to say no to. However her playful attitude made almost everything she said a joke. So going to her so she could explain your situation to the others might not be a good idea.
That left Trish. She was your younger sister and the baby of the family. The plus side was that she loved snakes and wished she could have one, despite your mom’s feeling on the matter and asked every time they went to the pet shop. However at her relatively young age, she didn’t really get taken seriously and was still at the point of seeing imaginary friends. So her saying something like ‘Jake turned into a snake’ would probably just be taken as another imaginary thought or her fascination of snakes.
So as you slid off the bed and, with your mouth, turned the door knob and opened the door. It was a complicated process to do and the taste of metal was just like you would think it would be but it was the only way you thought of doing it without risking damage to the door from constriction. So now that you were in the hallway it came down to who’s room to go in to plead your case.
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