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A Naga’s Practice

**By Limewah

Commission for OutletDraws

Featuring anthropomorphic characters based on Pokémon**

18+

SNEAK PEEK

This is a companion piece to _ A Naga’s Workout _, which can be read here:

https://www.furaffinity.net/view/53626233/

https://inkbunny.net/s/3116228

https://www.sofurry.com/view/2047927

Outlet stared at the coiled golden serpent balanced in his paw. He ran his black fingers over the ridged scaly texture. The sapphire blue eyes seemed to follow Outlet’s gaze, no matter what angle he tilted it at. There was no apparent way to adjust its size; it didn’t look like it’d be a snug fit for the Luxio. But Leem seemed quite certain it would be a good fit.

“Trussst me, it’ll look great on you.”

“Yeah, I know, but, uh… how do I put it on?”

”Here, let me show you how it worksss…”

The red panda loomed over Outlet, their brown arms crossed just above their generous, red belly. Their black scaled lower half was draped around the bench in the secluded bit of the park they’d chosen as a secret meeting place. Some of those loops were drizzled around and underneath Outlet’s body; not to keep the Luxio from running, more to cushion him against the awful hardness of the bench.

The naga-panda had an expectant gleam in their icy blue eyes, and Outlet flinched slightly, wanting to turn his cap around and cover his eyes with it. Leem had promised they wouldn’t hypnotise him, and he wouldn’t really have minded, but… it was hard to be completely off guard around a big snake, especially after other encounters Outlet had.

Outlet held the choker towards the naga-panda, and they took it. They squeezed the snake-head’s neck, and with a soft click, an un-seen hinge made the coiled loop seem to come alive as it slackened and draped its head and tail over the sides of the panda’s palm.

“There you are…” Leem placed it back into Outlet’s paw. “jussst slide it around your neck and you’re golden!”

Outlet gulped, feeling the flutter of excitement get stronger. And with it, a surge of nerves.

”Uhm…. Yeah, okay! And, uh, is it gonna hurt?”

Leem grinned and shrugged. “Mmm… it feelsss kinda weird. But not in a way that hurts. Maybe a little achey? Like the day after a big workout.”

Outlet grimaced. That didn’t sound ideal. He hated post-workout pain. He was starting to get cold feet. Leem’s excited glare was also proving to be a bit too much.

He guided the snake’s head back to its tail, and with a click, it locked back into its rigid rounded shape again.

”I might…. Actually try this on later, if that’s okay with you?”

”Sure, knock yourssself out!” Leem seemed only the tiniest bit crestfallen; even as a handsy naga, they were still as respectful as boundaries as ever. When Outlet tried to hand the choker to them, they pushed his hand back and squeezed his fingers over the serpent.

“No no, you can hold onto it, do it whenever you like.”

”Really? Don’t you need it?” Outlet asked.

“Eh.” The naga shrugged, both with its shoulders and with the tip of their snake tail, making the latter sort of bend and dip in a sort of U shape. “I don’t sssee it bein’ an isssue.”

”Yeah, you’ll probably just go back to normal after not wearing it for a bit, right?”

”Mmm.”

Something about that last grunt made Outlet feel just a little nervous.

On his walk back through the park and to his flat, Outlet kept stroking the collar within the kangaroo pocket of his red hoodie. He felt at the facets of the eyes, the ridged lengths, and wondering what it would feel like wrapped around his throat.

By the time he got home, he couldn’t wait any longer. As soon as his door was closed, he yanked the snake from his hoodie pocket. He unlatched it again, feeling it drape and slacken in his palm. He stared into its eyes, seeing his face distorted and refracted in the well-carved facets of those gleaming blue gems.

He took one last deep breath in, held his breath, and closed the choker around his neck.

As the clasp at the base of the tail clicked into place underneath the head, Outlet was a little surprised to notice that it wasn’t too loose of a fit.

Then squeezed him tight of its own accord, and it became a very tight fit.

”Glk-!” As his eyes bulged out and his legs twisted, Outlet fell forward, impacting the hardwood floor with a grunt. The choker shimmered a golden colour, and that same gold radiation wreathed the Luxio’s frame, its magic spreading like wildfire

What Outlet felt was way more complex than just a soreness - his lower half felt like it was twisting into a tight braid, and his insides felt like they were being rearranged, leaving him delirious like he was dealing with a bad fever.

He grimaced and locked his teeth together, trying to breathe through the discomfort. His tongue pressed against the inside of his teeth as if it was trying to escape from between them, as his breaths turned sharper and more sibilant.

He was afraid to look down. His legs felt strange and doughy, and they seemed to stretch like they were strapped to a vice.

He grabbed at the collar and fiddled for the clasp, his now-sweaty paws trying and failing to find the locking mechanism - he should have had Leem show him properly-

Then again… it didn’t actually feel all that bad. It was more like an intense massage than a workout soreness. And along with that, he noticed a strange sort of pressure, a coiling sensation around his lower half. It slid down his body, and he felt his legs(or what used to be them) go stiff and tight.

He was able to open his eyes a moment or two later, and rolled slowly onto his back. It was a much smoother roll than expected, and it was easy to see why - his hips had been absorbed into what was now a long ropey length of muscular coils. They were similar to Leem’s new lower half, though his scales were more of a blue-night colour than the panda’s jet-black. His upper body seemingly hadn’t been effected at all; his red hoodie and cap were fortunately intact.

“Whoa…” he said, unable to stop himself from giggling with excitement. His tail was drizzled and splayed out through the living room, and he could feel every inch of it.

It took him a little while to rear up, but the first thing he did was grasp at his lengths. He giggled and they whipped around the room involuntarily - they were quite sensitive, and silky smooth, like they’d just been exfoliated.

It took him a few fumbling attempts, but the half-snake, half-Luxio was finally able to force himself upright again. The thick coils just at the seam of cat and snake were fat and particularly stiff, and he found himself wobbling and pitching a little, having to steady himself with an awkward paw against the wall.

“Mngh, maybe I should’ve done thisss with Leem watching,” he grunted. Figuring out how to move with this body was going to take a while…

It felt pretty great, though.

Wait. What was that?

“Thisss?” Outlet repeated. “Sss….”

Each time he put his teeth together and blew, he could feel his tongue flit out from between them…

After awkwardly shambling to the front door, dragging his heavy coils behind him, he managed to reach a mirror. He opened his mouth wide, and, sure enough, his tongue was forked, thin, and nimble.

“Sssick…” he said, recoiling a little as his senses were slightly overwhelmed. He could taste the air, and while the concoction of scents, er, tastes wasn’t unpleasant, it was a lot to take in. He even picked up the scent of salt and meat… He could taste the hot dog stand down the street! A buffet of delicious scent

It was going to take some time to get used to the sensory overload… but it felt kind of exhilarating, eye-opening. Nose-opening? Mouth-opening? Anyway it was a new way of seeing the world.

Moving with the coils didn’t take too long to get used to, though it was still awkward. It was all in the hips - even more so than it would have been with his two legs. He didn’t need to engage all the muscles, they naturally dragged and moved with him. Though, after about an hour of fooling around, slithering about the place and using his tail to shakily grab things from high ledges, he began to feel an ache in his torso. Dragging those lengths was draining his stamina. He calmed down enough to properly find the clasp for the choker and remove it.

The transition from coils to legs was quite rapid, almost instantaneous. He took a moment to shake the pins and needles from his paws, feeling that post-workout soreness that Leem had warned him of.

“Phew… this is kinda fun,” he mused, bringing the choker to his room and placing it on his dresser before plopping into bed. His core was aching, and it was easy for him to slip into a satisfied, exhausted nap.

He dreamed of all the ways he could play with that snake body. It obsessed him. He stuck it on the next morning and slithered around the house - knocking a lot of things over in the process - before unclasping it and returning to normal before he left the house. The idea of getting his tail run over wasn’t exactly a tantalising prospect…

As soon as he was home, though, back on it went. He was addicted to the feeling before too long. Not just the workout it gave him, but the convenience; no need for a step-stool when you had a long, dextrous tail to get stuff off of high shelves.

Even if he’d smashed a few jars while getting used to it.

He always kept turning back to normal as soon as he took the collar off. He guessed there was no reason to worry in the end. He could return it to Leem without a worry.

…Eventually.

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