At last, he could feel the changes slow to a stop. The king cobra slithered around and looks back to admire what he has become. One long serpentine form, with his limbs fully merged in. Not that he minds, as he felt long and flexible. To be a snake was, in its own way, liberating.

His own fears slowly faded away. He wasn't sure how he was transformed, but maybe he can guess it has something to do with the scarf. Just about a minute after he took it off, the changes started to happen. Maybe it was magic! Or was it a curse? Who knows? Maybe he can experiement in the comfort of his bedroom. Surely he can see and feel how it is like to be a snake!

Little did he realize that his transformative journey has just begun...