Chapter 1

Dr. Paruuvian stared at the cell phone as he spoke. "Exactly what happened?"

"Tonight was our wedding night!" the caller exclaimed. "I courted her for three months. She had slept with many men, but vowed she would never again be intimate with a man until she married him."

"Very unusual," the psychiatrist observed. "Go on."

"She was exhausted from the wedding and reception, and we turned out the lights without having sex. I reached over to her around three in the morning, and began touching her. I was extremely aroused. I have never been so aroused in my life!" Dr. Paruuvian interrupted. "You have never been so aroused because she is 'untried fruit.' Did you, ah, impregnate her?"

"I grasped her breasts and thighs, and she began to moan. My fingers slipped under her panties and probed inside. She became very wet and cried out in ecstasy!" "Then why didn't you impregnate her?" the doctor asked impatiently.

"She started screaming hysterically! My tongue leaped at her face... parted her lips and probed deeply... my hands... my body was dripping fluids! I was so excited; I could no longer concentrate on being him. I couldn't stop myself from turning back into..."

"Yourself!" said the doctor. "Then you have failed to impregnate the woman?" "Yes," said Ramady, "She is unconscious now."

"Bring her in!" the doctor ordered. "Quickly! Come in the back entrance. Make sure no one sees you!" After they placed the beautiful young woman on a couch in Dr. Paruuvian's office, the doctor ordered Ramady to wait in the reception room.

"You have failed," he said curtly to the handsome young man. "You have failed to impregnate the woman!" Ramady backed away in shame.

Dr. Paruuvian stared at the sleeping beauty. He began to feel his own sex organ growing, pushing against the fly of his pants. He hadn't expected this to happen. But they were running out of time. They would have to leave soon. He himself would have to impregnate the woman.

Awakening, she immediately recognized the doctor as Ramady's friend. He placed his fingers over her eyes, and told her to keep them closed. "I am going to put you into a state of relaxation," he told her soothingly, "so you can tell me what you experienced last night."

But as he stared at her beautiful face and body, he realized that he, too, was feeling... himself... taking over. He would have to work quickly. Very quickly! He could feel his tongue growing... fluids began to drip from his body. His clothing was beginning to tear.

Her eyes closed, the woman said "My husband is reaching over for me... touching my breasts, my thighs... I am becoming very excited. I feel his penis. It is hugely erect. He places his hand between my legs."

"Then what happened, Mrs. Rinaldi?" he asked. "Suddenly, Ramady wasn't Ramady!" she whimpered. "Ramady was turning into a horrible monster! His tongue was like that of a huge serpent, long and thin! It began pushing against my lips!"