[TF5] Petromyzontida! by StrayPsycho

[TF5] Petromyzontida! by

Date: 2/23/2025 Favorites: 15 Comments: 0

Confused
Eel
Forced Transformation
Fused Legs
Magic
Scared
Surprised

Random result for a TF spinning-wheel made by %surlifen on Tumblr. Listen, this guy probably never heard of the word "lamprey" before :p ... I feel like writing a context to this now.

0% lamprey : finally, after walking two hours under a burning Sun, you and your friends have reached a beach without anyone to bother you. You pull your T-shirt off, as you all get ready to run in the water! The giggles are loud! You didn't notice it before but you weren't totally alone. A man was napping amidst the rocks, and under the brim of his hat, he peeked toward your group... with a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. You've waken him up. You, of all, decided to ignore him! But what you couldn't ignore is the word he yelled. "PETROMYZONTIDA!" ... You thought it could have sounded like a magic spell, and it could have been funny. It has been funny, only one second.

1% lamprey : growing from your sole up to your head, it feels like the word of the man has given you shivers, pins and needles all over your body. You don't understand what is this sudden tension in your muscles, this is uncalled for! Your eyes are closed to keep the pain in the dark, with the hope that it will be over soon. The man says something else, with a happy voice: "Petro..." ... Something feels off in your mouth.

10% lamprey: the tickles are over, but now you're sure of one thing. This has not been some random startling. All of your limbs have been tensed for longer than you'd wished. The strange sensation in your legs has changed into something more terrifying. Coldness... liquid, sticky coldness. You can't see yourself, and you can't name what's happening to you, but for sure you don't want of it. Feet? Legs? Masculinity? Meh, what's that? The man's words have made of all that merged into a simple structure of flesh. You can't control it, your mouth opens wide and the changing structure of your throat makes you feel as if something was stuck deep inside. And all around your lips, patches of gum are torn by new sharp teeth. Under your chest, you feel your heart pumping blood as if it was living its last minutes. You can't do anything, your body is at the same time panicked, by instinct, and modified, by some external forces. External for them, but very, very internal for you! Even your thoughts seem to escape your control. The only thing you manage to do at this point is open your eyes... you can see your friends looking at you, they are dumbstruck. They whisper: "What's happening to him?!" ... The man smirks and continues: "MYZON..."

50% lamprey: the sounds come to you more and more muffled. You're body... all your limps have been wrapped in this film of cold, thick, skin you've felt on your legs five seconds before. A veil is blurring your vision... you can see your friends running away, you can hear their footsteps... and then you can't hear anything. You know you're still alive, but your body is a tube-shaped jail of coldness and silence. You can't move anymore, your... arms forced to stay along your hips. Can we say you've accepted it, when you had no choice? You let it go though, perhaps not because you wanted it but because your bones dissolve in your muscles. Your mouth has widen and you feel like it's the entrance of an infinite well that has been dug hollow in your whole body. No more tension... no more... anything. You would never know what has happened to you, as your brain - still a bit active though - can't process your humanity anymore. Memory? Fate? Tomorrow? What's that?

100% lamprey: the man snaps his fingers with satisfaction. He finished with: "... TIDA!". A giant lamprey stands still some second where you've been, and then collapses in the sand. The wizard makes you float in a bubble of water, and says: "You'll be a nice addition!" ... for his aquarium of giant fish, I guess.

Had you always been a lamprey or not, this matters not. For you, all is as if you've been so forever. One hour? One day? One year? Nothing in mind now but your task, roaming all around and eat what's on your way.

(perhaps I'll color it one day when I have motivation xp)