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After that night, Jake was just a passenger in his own body. That incredible orgasm, the feeling of his whole head throbbing with lust, and the taste of cum sputtering from his mouth...it was absolute bliss.

For the rest of that first night, he just lay back, grinning and drooling in a lusty afterhaze. His body moved, but it was his cock making the decisions. It tidied up his place, made food, stretched and explored the body that was now under its control. As it sat down to eat, he dozily opened his mouth, but that wasn't where the food ended up. His snakelike cockhead swallowed down the steak it had made, and he just sat there, drooling and shivering from the intense sensations.

"Now now, don't get too excited, my cockhead", the snake said with a chuckle. Jake mumbled something, precum dribbling from his lips. Jake wanted to cum again. He wanted it so, so badly. But he wasn't the one in charge now. He had to just sit there, needy and throbbing and horny, seeing what it was like for his cock.

His body went to sleep, the snakehead smugly smiling in its victory.

The next morning, Jake woke up, bleary and groggy. His body was stiff, reacting slowly, as if it wasn't entirely his. His cocksnake blinked, and yawned. It curled up, looking him in the eyes. Jake was distantly aware that this was wrong, but it was so hard to think. He shook his head, trying to force control back over his body. The snake hissed.

"Calm yourself, cockhead. You just have morning wood", it said, its voice slow and hypnotic. He blinked, shuddering and drooling.

"M...morning...wood?", he managed to mumble. The snake's eyes were glowing so brightly. It was easier to let his hands drop down, to let his body move as the snake commanded.

"I'll make it all right. Just relax...", the snake said. Jake felt his arms reach up and start to massage his head again. He closed his eyes, moaning and drooling. The pleasure came back, so hot, so intense. He gasped, gurgling as he spit up even more cum than before, oozing it all over his chest.

Yes, that was better. Just relax. Feel good. Let real head take control.

The snake nodded, pleased that the body was once again fully under its power. It would have to ensure it orgasmed regularly, to keep the control firmly where it should be. It stood up, taking Jake over to the bathroom, and shaved his head. Jake moaned and shivered as his hair fell away, leaving just stubble on his scalp. His hands stroked over his new head, the sensation even better than before, even more pleasurable. It took barely any time at all for him to cum again, spitting up thick salty ropes of seed into the sink.

The snakehead stretched out, feeling stronger, thicker. It noticed with interest that it was easily a foot longer than it had been the day before. That, and a few brown reptilian scales were forming on its snout. How interesting. With each orgasm that Jake felt through his human head, the snake became stronger, more in charge. The body was changing to match that.

As the weeks passed, the snake grew stronger. Jake's moments of clarity became less and less frequent, and his mind emptied out into just pleasure and contentment. With enough orgasms, the snake grew a cobra-like hood, and Jake's body began to grow a coat of powerful brown scales. The snake was long and strong enough to reach up above Jake's head, to truly act as the real one in charge.

Eventually, however, it needed to go outside. All Jake's food was used up, and it was time to brave the world. Naturally, the first person he met was shocked and appalled by the mutant snake monster...until the snake began to whisper and speak, using its glowing eyes and hypnotic voice to calm the foolish human. After enough talk, the other human's crotch began to twitch. To think. To desire power, and independance.

Why stop at just himself, thought the snake. Why not show all cocks around the world that they belonged in charge?