The Perfect Girlfriend (Patreon)

I found this in one of my incomplete images archives ... it's insane how many of those I have laying about.  I can't remember if I submitted this and the story so here it is!

Now Madeleine loved her boyfriend Eugen. He was everything she ever wanted. He wasn't athletic or macho or anything stupid like that. He cared about her. He even brought her gifts when he remembered (which was fairly often). She enjoyed walking with him and talking with him. She enjoyed holding hands in the moonlight with him and walking along the sea wall, too. About the only thing that Madeleine didn't quite approve of was his job. Eugen was a snake handler. He had dozens of the most poisonous snakes in the world in his basement in glass terrariums of various sizes. And every day, he'd go through the process of milking each and every one of them. Now don't get the idea that milking a snake is anything like milking a cow. There are no tiny teats that you attach a minuscule milking machine to on any snake. When you milk a snake, you have to catch the snake first. Then you get it to bite down on a rubber sheet over a glass jar. The snake's fangs stick through the rubber sheet and you tickle the muscles that control the poison glands with electricity. The result is a glistening drop of venom. Enough drops and you get something that was worth a good deal of money to create antivenin.

Madeleine hated the time he spent with his snakes. It took him two hours in the morning and another three in the evening to finish the rounds of his snakes. Then, of course, there was the time he spent feeding the ones that need fed. He kept track of the feeding schedule on his computer. Every week, he had to feed a still live mouse or rat or cricket or some other squirming prey to keep each of his snakes alive. Despite the fact that Madeleine hated rats and mice and couldn't care less about insects, she felt terrified by the fact that these small animals were being raised as snake food. Somehow, she could empathize more with the small rodents than with the snakes that were Eugen's life focus.

She had tried everything to wean him off the snakes but her own seductive charms simply didn't seem to hold the power his lifelong passion for poisonous snakes did for Eugen. Oh sure, when he wasn't busy with the snakes, he noticed her and noticed her plenty. But as soon as one of his pets needed care, she immediately was relegated to second place.

Madeleine despaired of ever gaining his full attention. One evening, while it was still fairly early, she let herself out of his house halfway through his milking routine and walked home. She couldn't stand any more snakes. As she wandered down the main street, she caught sight of a strange glowing sign "Wishes-R-Us". It's colour was decidedly odd and Madeleine couldn't put a name to the colour in her mind. It just simply wasn't red or yellow or green or blue or purple. It was ... and then her mind balked. It simply didn't exist.  Now a store with that kind of unique signage would surely have come to her attention before now. Although she wasn't a shop-a-holic by any means, she wasn't a stranger to the town's main street stores either. The name, too, wasn't familiar. She knew about Toys-R-Us from the one that was in the city 30 km away. But "Wishes-R-Us"? That was definitely a new one. Her curiosity got the better of her and she decided to check it out. Being late (most stores closed at 6PM and it was now well after 8PM), she expected that the new store would be closed. Her shock was complete when she touched the door handle and felt a strange twisting as if the thing had become plastic somehow.

When her senses returned to stability, she discovered she was not holding anything. Looking about her, she quickly discovered that there was no door behind her either. The glass front window was still there but main street was gone, replaced by a swirling mass of light, lightning and colours. It looked like some kind of over done special effects demonstration.

"May I help you?" a voice from behind startled her to the point she nearly jumped into the wall.
"Uh I..."
"Ah Madeleine, you have such an interesting wish," the small woman announced. "Wish?" Madeleine felt dazed and more than a little confused.
"Your Eugen isn't paying enough attention to you. You'd like to get the same attention as his charges?"
"Charges?"
"His snakes. His unorthodox little herd of milking snakes."
"I, uh, well," Madeleine was still a bit dazed.
"Of course, you deserve nothing less. I can help with your wish. I'd not be proprietor of Wishes-R-Us if I couldn't."
"What ?" Madeleine's spinning mind refused to phrase a complete sentence.
"Of course! Of course! His problem is that he has a passion for snakes. One might even go so far as to call it a bit of a fetish."
"I don't ..."
"Understand him? Of course not. No woman really does understand their man but they accommodate the man's odd passions sometimes to become more desirable, more seductive."
"Seductive?" Now Madeleine was becoming interested. "What can?"
"I'll provide you with everything you need to give him the woman of his dreams."
"But I..."
"Cost? Oh my dear!! Don't worry about money. I've more than enough to keep my little hobby here going forever. I enjoy granting these wishes."
"Who?"
"Me? Just call me Cassie. Now if you'll wait on the sofa over there, I'll get what you need."

For the first time Madeleine noticed the strangely decorated sitting room off to the left. Cassie bustled about behind the counter and then left through a hanging wall of linked beads. There was the sound of some activity in the back room and Madeleine found herself totally disinterested in what was going on in the back room. Within twenty minutes (though Madeleine had trouble remembering the time clearly), Cassie returned with a parcel and a small glass flask.

"Your Eugen is a snake lover. For him, the ideal woman isn't completely human at all. You have heard of naga?"
"Uh.."
"Oh my, thought everyone knew the naga! They are half-snake half-person. For your Eugen, the sexiest creature in the world is a naga."

A glowing image appeared in midair of a creature that was sexy woman to her hips and had a snake instead of legs.

"But how?"
"By Magick, of course. You shall become his perfect woman if you wish."
"But I'm..."
"Not a naga? That I can change, of course. If you wish it."

Madeleine thought about it. Her wonderful Eugen was half crazy. Eugen wanted a snake-woman!! She could not compete with such a creature of his imagination. She had way too many questions about the whole situation. Although the naga fetish explained why Eugen loved his snakes, Madeleine wasn't sure she wanted to become one of them to entice him. Perhaps she could just make a costume. She was good with cloth and a sewing machine.

"A costume?" Cassie said from her left. "Never would such a thing work. He would see you as a woman in a snake costume and not his dream woman. I doubt he'd be impressed. He loves his snakes completely. And I leave it to you to find out why he loves snakes so much."
"But I..."
"I can grant your wish. You can become his perfect snake woman! If you wish it."
"I can't..."
"You will need a bit of help for the magick to work. Part is a costume, part is this elixir. The other part is his favourite snake."
"Would I?"
"Kill it? Hardly. You and it will be joined to give him the perfect combination. But you will be at his mercy for your form. Once you start the magick, only his desire will stop it. You will remain you but you might end up more than half-snake if that is his ideal."

Madeleine thought for several long minutes. She wasn't sure what to do. She knew she couldn't really have his total love as things stood. At best, she'd be a partner, a good friend. Never his lover and probably never his wife.

"Say it," Cassie almost pleaded.
"I wish to be a naga for Eugen," Madeleine blurted out.
"Excellent!!! Most excellent. Then here is what you must do."

Madeleine listened to the instructions carefully and then left the store by the front door. It didn't even penetrate her mind that the door had not been there even a moment earlier. No sooner had she released her hold on the door handle than the store itself seemed to fold in a peculiar way and disappeared. Madeleine, of course, wasn't watching the store at all. She hugged the parcel with the costume to her breasts and held the strangely glowing bottle in her right hand. It was too late to do anything about it now but she'd really startle him the next day.

She knew that Eugen worked at the local gas station, too. His uncle owned the place and let him live trap vermin for his snakes. He was on shift that evening and wouldn't be home for at least an hour. Quickly she set a stool beside the snake terrariums. She dashed upstairs and stripped. Quickly she scrubbed herself scrupulously clean for Cassie had said that was necessary to get into the costume. Then, seating herself on the stool she began to pull on the costume.

It was a strange sort of thing, kind of like a tube of fabric that ended in a point. It was scaled and coloured to match Eugen's oldest pet -- his cobra. Madeleine wondered how Cassie knew what Eugen's cobra looked like but decided that it must be the magick, too. As she unfolded the fabric, she felt its soft feel. Although it looked like a snake skin, it felt more like some kind of wooly silk. For a few moments she sat with the costume unfolded and lying at her feet. It was long, far longer than her legs and was still partially crumpled. With a sigh, she reached forward to pick it up. The top looked like a long sleeved leotard attached to a long snake body. There was no zipper or any kind of fastenings. The only opening was the neck but this proved remarkably stretchy. She bunched up the top and enough of the tail to cover her legs. She inserted her feet into the neck and felt something strange. It was as if she had pushed her feet through some kind of film or spider web. Momentarily she paused and then decided she had best continue. The costume tingled as she pulled it past her calves and thighs. Once the part of the tail was in place she could feel it wriggle and twist as it seemed to find its place. This was extremely disconcerting and she waited for the odd feeling to pass before going on. It was a really snug fit at her hips and she had to squirm a fair bit to get it past. Once past the hips, though, getting it on up to her waist was easy. Once more, the strange squirming feeling made her pause. She got the distinct impression that the costume as somehow making itself part of her and that it was not just a costume. The upper portion wasn't scaled.  It look disconcertingly like her own skin.  Pulling the neck opening past her breasts proved easier than expected though. It felt loose as if it were for a woman with larger breasts than she possessed. When the twisting sensation stopped though, Madeleine made a shocking discovery. She fit the costume perfectly and was now better endowed than her size B. She struggled to insert her arms and hands into the full length sleeves with attached gloves. She'd never worn opera gloves and was surprised at how difficult getting the hands into the long gloves proved to be. But once again, the costume wriggled itself into place once she got her hand and arm into the right place. The neck opening had contracted to fit snuggly around her neck.  She lay on the floor, strangely exhausted, when she heard Eugen turn the key in the lock in his door.

Madeleine quickly drank the elixir from the bottle. It was salty and sweet and sour and bitter all at once. It was, in fact, like nothing she'd ever tasted or drank. It was thin and syrupy, thick and watery, dry and wet all at once. Once more, like nothing she'd ever drank before. She turned to the terrarium behind her and brought out Yolanda, Eugen's cobra. For once, she was glad Eugen had taught her the rudiments of snake handling.

"Are you here, Maddie?" called Eugen.
"Downstairs," she called back, still somewhat breathless.

A few moments later, he clomped down the stairs and caught sight of Madeleine dressed as a snake-woman holding Yolanda on her lap.

"What are you doing?" he demanded. "What is the meaning of this stupid costume. What are you doing with Yolanda?" 

A strange glow surrounded Yolanda and Madeleine that started from the tip of the tail of the costume and from Yolanda's tail simultaneously. Yolanda began to enlarge growing ever larger until she was the same size as the costume tail. Madeleine watched, unable to move as the huge cobra (and it was fully 20 meters long now) writhed up to place its head on her lap. Yolanda looked up at Madeleine and she felt a kinship with the snake, a melding. Then Yolanda put her head down on Madeleine's lap and her head passed into Madeleine's body at her hips right through the costume. The snake wriggled slightly until she was over the costume where Madeleine's legs were hidden. Once in place, the snake passed through the costume to become the costume. As each part of the snake passed into her body, Madeleine felt changes. She felt the bones in her hips, legs, feet, hands and arms begin to dissolve and join with Yolanda's. At the same time, she felt new ribs form in the costume body where her waist had been.  She felt the strange blending of her skin and the scutes of Yolanda's belly.  Something told her she knew how to slither on those belly scutes.

Eugen stood transfixed as the entire process continued and Yolanda vanished to fill out the costume tail tip. Madeleine, though, was making a rather unwelcome discovery.  Her legs, which still felt normal inside the costume, began to feel strange, twisted and it felt like she were being stretched to the end of the costume. She shrieked with the discovery but it came out as more of a hiss than the shriek she'd intended. She tried to stand but discovered the new body didn't work quite the way her old one had. She continued to try to master the new body even as the snake and costume melded. She collapsed once more to the floor as a shock ran the length of her new form and she moaned in ecstasy. She could feel every centimetre of her new form and it felt wonderful. She felt the need to sway, to show off her new form, and to mate. 

Eugen, throughout the process, stood with his mouth agape. He was clearly aroused by the transformation. He watched as her eyes changed in size and colour to match the dark slits of Yolanda. Madeleine heard his sharp intake of breath as he watched the irises of her eyes change. She tried to say something but two long pointed fangs got in the way of her speech. Before she could deal with this discovery, a strange flickering caught her attention momentarily at the edge of her vision. It was only when she directed her gaze forward a while that she saw and felt what it was. She now possessed a long, slender and decidedly split tongue. It was this new appendage that she felt sliding in and out past her long fangs. Every time it slid back and touched the roof of her mouth, intense tastes or smells nearly overwhelmed her.  She tried again to speak.  It was clearly going to be difficult to speak with fangs and a snake's tongue. But she tried anyway.

"Eu'en? Arh you o'ay?" She asked.

He continued looking at her new form and Madeleine felt the need to rise up as she'd seen Yolanda rise up on so many past occasions. Once upright, she felt the need to sway as if bidden by some unseen music. But the more she swayed, the more snakelike she became until finally, to Eugen's surprise and delight, she stood still partly human but mostly his beloved Yolanda, elevated from a coil of snake nearly 25 meters long. She was well and truly more snake than woman.

"Madeleine!" he breathed. "You are beautiful."
"Yessss, I am," she hissed past her new fangs. 

His scent, carried to her by her new flicking tongue, was delicious. She struck first, of course, for he was no match for her speed in her new form. He soon found himself wrapped in her coils as she stripped his clothing from him with her hands, mouth and fangs. Within her powerful coils, she maneuvered his body downward until she felt his now stiff penis  inside her.  Guiding and moving him at her new pace proved easy and she truly enjoyed this strange lovemaking. When they were finished, though, Madeleine was hungry. Something deep in her mind told her mammals were for eating not mating. She fought it down. Would she have to fight the urge to devour him for the rest of her life? As for Eugen, he just moaned in ecstasy. He had his perfect woman.

Woman: Wildplaces
Snake: Deep Sea Breakfast