"You look worn out. Didn't you come back yesterday afternoon?"

I nodded weakly, flopping facedown onto Zaire's bed. After shutting the door, he came over and sat down on the edge of the bed, then gently rubbed my back. I rolled onto my left side and curled around him. Zaire smiled and stroked my tail while I clutched onto his shirt.

"I've been sleeping this whole time," I said, yawning for the fifth time in the last three minutes. "I'd forgotten how sex-crazed Russ becomes after some abstinence."

Zaire laughed aloud, then hauled me up and dragged my form to the middle of the bed. He settled my exhausted form in his arms and laid down with me. I snuggled closer, tucking my nose against his collarbones. I draped my tail over our interlocked thighs, so Zaire was happy.

"I heard that you spent a day with them in Spain. What was that like?"

I groaned. "It was different and fun. But Russ wanted me to stay at my original height the whole time, so he and Walter got some weird looks when they'd explained it was a honeymoon trip after people asked if it was a family vacation."

Zaire snickered. "I bet. Angel was on national television over that whole Clyde fiasco."

I huffed. "I'm glad he's in prison. Angel got hurt because of that bastard."

The back of my head was cupped, so I nuzzled Zaire's chin and kissed the smooth, light brown skin of his neck. Zaire shivered and pulled our bodies flush together. A lock of long, forest-green hair brushed my face, but I didn't want to move. It's comfortable in my Emerged snake's arms.

"Air, you looked so dashing at the wedding a few days ago. Your side-bangs were braided and pulled back with a hairband, but the silky waves just past your shoulders made me want to muss it all up." I murmured, then yawned again.

Zaire nuzzled my right human ear. "Are you trying to turn me on or fall asleep? You're succeeding at both attempts."

I smiled with warm cheeks and then giggled, but I could no longer hold on. Zaire's soft hums and gentle kisses to my head lulled my form into a state of total relaxation. In an instant, I was out.

The next time I was somewhat aware, I could hear Zaire button-mashing his controller and feel his arms twitching while he tried not to move too much. I smiled to myself and rubbed my left cheek on his chest, my tail thumping the bed behind me and to his right. I could sense Zaire's smug expression while I nuzzled his collarbones.

"Awake?"

"Mmhm," I hummed, still sniffing his cooler skin. "Playing games?"

"Yup," he murmured. "I was trying not to awaken you, but looks like I did anyway. Sorry about that."

I yawned and stretched a little, extending my elbow and reaching across Zaire's midsection. "Don't apologize, Air. I feel much more rested now, so I was probably needing to wake up now regardless of you doing it or if it was my body's natural process."

Zaire set the controller down to his left and petted my head, stroking the bases of my wolf ears and behind my human ones. I shivered and curled my fingers around his side, so Zaire coiled around me more. I started licking his skin, gently sucking on his throat. My snake Emerged maneuvered his right knee between my thighs, then I rolled on top of him more.

"Are you taking a break, Air?" I asked softly with a teasing grin.

Zaire's pupils narrowed into slits, his caramel-brown eyes starting to turn yellow. His tongue hadn't changed yet as he uttered, "Anwyll, I want to try something with you."

"Anything is fine with me," I replied happily, pecking his lips. "What is it?"

"I want to try a different form. Two, actually."

I tilted my head. "What do you mean?"

Zaire's cheeks warmed. "I want to try being an actual snake and a Naga—half human, half snake."

"Ooh," I murmured, then grinned. "Sure! How about we do a little research to figure out what Nagas really look like and what body parts they have. Do you know what size of snake you want to be and what you want to look like? I already have an image in my head for your yellow-green scales."

Zaire fingered his patch of scales just under the collar of his shirt on the left side of his neck. His cheeks flushed and I felt his bulge throb underneath my right thigh. Zaire's tongue shifted to the thin forked version that was identical to a snake's own. He scent-tasted my skin and curled his arms tighter around me.

"Yeah, a python appearance suits you." I murmured with a happy smile.

Zaire's cheeks warmed and he continued to lick my skin, scent-tasting his favorite flavor of apples and cinnamon-sugar (basically apple pie). I snuggled closer and kissed his Adam's apple.

"Do you wanna cuddle a little more and then do the research?"

"No," he finally answered, then reached for his phone on the side table. I used magic to bring it to Zaire's hand, so he thanked me with kisses. He continued, "I think we should do both."

His tongue had returned to normal, so there was no elongated "shh" sound when he said "should."

I slid back towards his right side as he lifted his phone above our faces. I adjusted my head positioning and then eyed the screen once in awhile. Zaire read to me the info he found on Nagas, even about their reproductive organs. He wasn't surprised due to his own knowledge on snakes, but I was a little shocked.

"Uh, do you want to have two penises?" I asked quietly, a blush rising to my cheeks.

"I'd like to try it."

"Okay." I hid my face in his neck. "I guess we'll have to do some stretching."

"Stretching?"

"My asshole."

"Oh."

Zaire's and my faces were on fire after that short exchange. I continued, "Maybe we can use your tail for that part, too."

I think Zaire's face was about to combust from sheer embarrassment, but he felt ready to burst down below as well. Zaire must be eager to try his new magical forms soon. As for me and my eagerness, there was quite a lot. But there was actually more nervousness in the background than I expected. It's not stemming from any kind of fear or unease, more so just performance anxiety, I guess. I want him to really enjoy our new plans together.

"Anwyll?"

"Hmm?"

"What's wrong?"

I blew out a breath. "Am I really that easy to read?"

Zaire chuckled. "Your wolf characteristics give away a lot, not just your face."

I pouted. "I know..."

"Anyway, what's keeping your tail from wagging at a million miles an hour?"

My cheeks warmed, but I told him what I was thinking about and then my forehead was kissed. I wiggled my way higher and tucked my face against his neck. Zaire didn't say a word, keeping his lips firmly pressed to my skin.

"Are you disappointed in me, Air?"

"No," he whispered. "I love that you're thinking of me and wanting me to have as much fun as possible with you. Wanting to and actually trying something new can be nerve-wracking, though, I will admit."

I hummed. "What are you nervous about?"

"That I might hurt you with my different forms."

I chuckled. "You can't hurt me, Zaire. Remember? I have a wolf-dragon hybrid form magically packed into this gnome-sized body!"

Zaire paused, then he started laughing at the imagery. I merely grinned. Once he calmed down a bit, he said, "Right, sorry. But it is true that I probably won't know how to move or do anything for awhile after changing forms. I don't want you to get bored in the meantime."

I pushed myself up onto my left forearm and pecked his lips. "Not a chance, Air. It might be frustrating for you at first, but I think it will be a really fun experience overall."

Zaire snickered and nuzzled my chin, then lipped my jawline for a moment. "All right, I'm ready if you are."

"Do you want to become a snake first?"

He nodded. "Yeah," he murmured, a slight breathlessness in his voice.

I pecked his lips one more time and then imagined him as a reticulated python with beautiful yellow-green gradient scales and a caramel-brown, complex diamond pattern with an even darker stripe running down his form's entire length. His human warmth disappeared along with limbs. I was a little surprised to have to steady myself and hover over his tubular body. Snake Zaire is on his back right now, staring up at me while flicking his forked tongue out to scent-taste the air.

"You okay, Zaire?" I asked, then prompted him to use the telepathy ability I had given him.

"Uh, this feels weird." he uttered, trying to roll over. "It's like my limbs are tied straight along the length of my body."

"Well, yes, snakes don't have legs or arms. They are all core strength." I replied with a laugh, curling down to kiss the underside of his jaw.

He smells just like my Zaire, unlike the weird smell that snakes naturally give off. His scales are smooth and cool temperature-wise, and his slit pupils with caramel-brown irises were just like in his human form—just a lot larger. But, weirdly enough, I found his face quite cute and lovable. I grinned and laid down on top of Zaire, then his body twitched and he melted underneath me.

"Mm, your heat feels so good..."

I chuckled. "Oh right, you need much more heat now as a cold-blooded reptile."

Zaire scent-tasted my skin again, then left his tongue on my chin. I dipped my head and pressed my lips to the tip of his mouth/nose. Zaire pushed his head closer and slipped his thin tongue into my mouth.

"The scent-tastes of your skin and mouth are so much stronger in this form. It's so weird, but I doubt any of the others have experienced something like this before."

"I can guarantee you that they have not, Zaire." I grinned, then trailed kisses down both sides of his face. "Should I help you roll over in order to try moving?"

He nodded, which was a bit strange to see since Zaire was in a python form with a body that was thirteen feet long and more than a little girthy, especially in his midsection. But I couldn't stop admiring his pretty scales and pressing kisses to the top of Zaire's head after helping him roll over. I don't really get it, but he's just super duper cute in this snake form.

"Anwyll, do you really like this form?" he asked, turning his head to look at me.

I knew he couldn't see me like I could him due to the nature of how a snake sees the world, but it still made me happy that he was trying to hold my gaze. I beamed and kissed his mouth again.

"Yeah, I do. But I like it 'cause I know this form is yours, Air. I wouldn't pepper just any random snake's head with kisses, y'know."

Zaire's immense pleasure was transmitted to me through our telepathic connection. He flicked his tongue out and caught my cheek. I hummed and pressed one more firm kiss to the top of his head, then sat up without letting my ass rest on Zaire's body.

"You know how snakes move, Zaire. Give it a shot."

Zaire gave it his best shot and, within a few minutes, was able to completely get out from underneath me. He coiled himself up and watched me closely, sniffing the air through his tongue. I knew my arousal hadn't gone unnoticed, so I leaned back against one of his pillows and the wall to push down my shorts. I didn't feel nervous at all while Zaire watched me, instead feeling even better with his snake eyes staring me down.

I palmed my bulge and spread my legs wider, then tugged aside my underwear to reveal my hard cock. Zaire groaned inside my head, probably having seen the heated shape with his vision.

"Let me see you, Anwyll, my sexy little wolf."

My tail thumped on the bed as his demeanor totally changed with his ability to see like a human. I was even more turned on as Zaire lifted his head high above his coiled form. I fisted my shaft, my small hand encompassing it entirely. My breath left me in a soft moan after rubbing my cap and frenulum. Zaire scented the air once again, then slowly slithered across the two-foot space between us and nudged my sac with the tip of his snout.

"A-Air..."

"Pull your underwear away from your body," he ordered, so I did as told.

I was confused at first, but my eyes widened when Zaire passed his head through the opening between the fabric and my small package and slid up my body. I moaned and shuddered from the feeling of his smooth, yet scaled underbelly rubbing my cock. But Zaire wasn't finished yet.

He continued to slither upwards, pulling his body through my underwear and stimulating my lower half in the process. His form of pure muscle firmly rubbed my right inner thigh, which went from being ticklish to a sensation that made me want to both beg for more and hop up for a break. But Zaire wouldn't give me that chance. He went underneath my t-shirt and flicked his tongue over my nipples, hardening them into visible peaks through the fabric. I groaned and covered my face, but the intensity of Zaire's touch in snake form was driving me nuts.

As he poked his head through the boat-necked collar of my t-shirt, I finally noticed that Zaire had managed to wind his snake form around my human one. Now he had me in his grip that was slowly but surely becoming more firm. I quietly gasped, letting Zaire stick part of his head in my mouth to lick deeper than before.

I moaned again, squirming in his coiled embrace as the pressure increased. I sucked in a breath from my nose, the back of my throat getting tickled by Zaire's forked tongue.

"Your heat feels so damn good, Anwyll. I love having you in my grasp like this..." he hissed, drawing his head from my mouth and then rubbing his head against mine.

My body temperature had gone up during that time with my face flushed a deep red from a mixture of embarrassment, arousal, and happiness. Zaire smoothly slid himself around my neck as well, although he was careful not to tighten himself there. The sensations from his scales scraping/rubbing my package, nipples, and nape were insane. I feel like I need to orgasm right this instant, but I held myself back.

"I can sense your orgasm on its brink of release, Anwyll. But I want to do more."

"O-okay," I replied breathlessly, my form trembling in his snake embrace. "Wh-what are you planning?"

Zaire began moving again, this time straight downwards to get at my messy briefs down below. As requested, I stripped off my underwear and tossed them aside. Zaire shifted his body a bit to slide it off my cock since it was tiny and his midsection had completely covered it up. I hissed and bucked my hips when he tapped the tip with the tip of his snout.

"A-Air," I moaned, then gasped when his grip tightened around my pelvis as a sign to stop moving. I might just get addicted.

The first flick of his tongue over my slit sent a rolling shiver down my spine. The tingles from that featherlight sensation spread throughout my body and my core tightened. I'm so thankful to be using magic to stop myself from orgasming because I would have come right then on Zaire's cute snake face.

"A-Air, what are you—ooh, fuck!" I cried out, trembling wildly and gripping the sheets as his thin forked tongue pushed inside my urethra.

It hurts, but at the same time it feels so good. I know I like a bit of pain thanks to Waltz's training, but this is a different kind. It makes me feel totally weak and helpless under the painful pleasure, which is such a turn on.

Zaire pressed his tongue all the way down, the painful tightness in my cock from him stretching the inside of it. I heard his telepathic order as he banged his snout against my tip and rubbed hard on something that gave me the same reaction as my prostate. Maybe he did reach it.

I released my magic at Zaire's command and nearly passed out, my entire form wracked with trembles and pleasure beyond measure as my semen oozed out around my lover's snake tongue with a howl bursting from my lips. The built up pressure that remained eased as his tongue drew back and another squirt burst free after he pulled out. I feel boneless right now, my mind spinning while I panted breathlessly.

"Delicious," remarked Zaire, licking my now flaccid tiny length. "How are you feeling?"

"G-great," I croaked, resting my head on the wall.

Zaire looked at me and I could sense his arousal deepen. "You look super sexy right now."

"Oh?" I murmured with a small, tired smirk. "Maybe I should switch your form now and you can have your wicked way with me."

"That would be amazing, thank you."

Once I recovered my breath, I imagined Zaire as a Naga. Although most of the images I'd seen were of a muscular man with a wider snake body to match, I wanted his Naga form to match his original slimmer human form/frame. Zaire isn't really visibly muscular, but his slim body is toned. And, just like in his reticulated python form, I gave his snake lower half the same appearance of his scales with a yellow-green gradient and the complicated caramel-brown diamond pattern.

I made sure to reinforce the bed with magic so my lover's new form wouldn't wreck the metal frame or mattress with his weight. He must be hundreds of pounds with his new form partly on the bed, and it's possible his full weight could be closer to a ton. Good thing we're on the ground floor of our home. His snake half was also taking up most of the space in the room. When I glanced towards Beanie, Zaire's pet snake, she looked quite interested in what was going on. She must have seen Zaire turn into a reticulated python earlier.

Meanwhile, Zaire was a little nervous about the bed until I told him what I'd done, then my mouth was captured by his own. Our kiss was brief but most welcome.

"Wow, I love having hands again." stated Zaire, now able to grasp my waist.

I shivered as he slid his hands up to wrap around my chest, his thumbs starting to tease my hardened nipples. I stared up at Zaire's turned on expression, then reached for him. He kissed my palms and curled down, so I hugged his neck and sniffed his cool skin. His comforting scent put me at ease while I pushed my fingers into his thick forest-green hair.

"Air, may I have another kiss?"

Zaire's form trembled, his shoulders curling forward as his mouth opened at my throat. I felt the firm lick of his shifted snake tongue, the light flick of its forked tip brushing over my subtle Adam's apple. Zaire hummed, burying his face in the left crook of my neck for a minute and deeply inhaled.

"Kiss?" he murmured softly. "I'll give you as many kisses as you want, Anwyll."

I grinned. "Sweet!"

Zaire chuckled and kissed up my neck, then along my jawline. He nibbled on that and my chin before meeting my lips. His human tongue rolled around my own, his saliva and breaths mixing with mine. Zaire groaned, curling his arms tighter around my waist before lifting me off the bed. I did my best to lock my thighs against his sides, then noticed my ass was against his pelvis. Something hard was already poking me.

"Air, are they out?"

Zaire blushed, the heat of his face warming mine as he hugged my form tightly. "And 'they' is as in my two cocks, right?"

"Yeah, exactly. Are they free?"

He shyly nodded, pressing kissing to my face while I shifted around a little bit to get a feel of what I'll be working with today.

I frowned and then grinned right afterwards. "It seems like I won't have to stretch myself out as much as I thought!"