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Seth's stomach rumbled as he walked home from university. His long, sinewy neck tilted his head to the side as he rubbed his tight belly through his pastel colored T-shirt, thinking of what awaited him at home.

For a python, Seth had a pretty slight build. He was only 5'2", and was lithe and wiry, coming across as very skinny, especially compared to other pythons, who tended to be bigger and beefier. This was in part due to the fact that Seth had very little money to his name after paying the expensive university tuition in pursuit of a psychology degree. The money he was able to scrounge up he needed to save to pay for the next semester, so he often had to go without food due to lack of funds. Lately, however, Seth had discovered a solution to that problem...

Seth pushed open the front door of the small place he had rented out. It wasn't on campus, but it was within walking distance, and most importantly it was cheap. It only had four small rooms at ground level: a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and hallway/living area, but it did include a basement...

Seth shucked his backpack, glancing at the empty pantry in his kitchen and smirking. He wouldn't need to worry about that tonight. He peeled off his T-shirt, exposing his sinewy, scaled chest, and folded it on top of his bed. Next he removed his pants, placing them neatly next to his shirt. He was now completely nude, never bothering to wear underpants since his vent kept his equipment neatly tucked away anyway. He stretched briefly before his stomach rumbled again. No sense in waiting any longer. Seth made his way to the basement.

He flicked the overhead light on and descended the staircase slowly, his scaled feet padding softly on each step. All the while, Seth's eyes were on the spectacle in the center of the room. His independent project.

Sitting in a chair in Seth's basement was a large draft horse, heavily muscled and completely naked, his legs apart and equine cock fully free of its sheath, semi-erect and steadily dripping precum. He had been sitting in this position with this level of arousal for the entire day, longer even, but he showed no signs of distress. Instead, he looked relaxed, peaceful, massive chest rising and falling steadily, thick arms hanging idly by his sides. His name was Duncan, Seth recalled as he reached the basement floor and paused briefly to marvel at the horse's form. He had been especially lucky with this one.

Duncan's eyes were glazed over, his mouth slightly agape. While his vision was unfocused, his gaze was directed towards a small television screen which played a series of unique, soft colored patterns kaleidoscoping continuously in a never ending stupefying display. Duncan didn't react when Seth walked to his side, reaching up to wipe a trickle of drool from the horse's solid jaw. Seth's hand drifted down, tenderly stroking the rugged musculature of the horse's neck, then shoulders, then gripping Duncan's firm pecs, hard even in the horse's relaxed state. Seth recalled scouting Duncan out in the university gym, slipping over to talk to him as he was leaving the locker room. Charming people was one of the python's greatest talents. "I'm sure you've had plenty of people promise you a night you'd never forget," Seth had said to Duncan over drinks the evening after meeting him, giving the horse a sly, seductive smile, "but what if I told you I could give you days of the most mind blowing pleasure you've ever experienced?" Seth didn't need to use hypnosis to draw in his subjects. Duncan had followed him home willingly that night. And Seth had not been lying.

Now, three days later, the muscular horse was no worse for the wear. The trance Seth's hypnotic display put him in significantly lowered the horse's metabolism, which meant that Seth didn't need to spend money feeding him. Just as importantly, the trance was designed to include a potent aphrodisiac which stimulated baser instincts. Even now, Duncan was experiencing a hazy dreamlike fog of sweet, musky mare scent and winking equine genitalia. Over and over, Duncan's mind repeated _breed...breed...breed..._another drop of pre fell to the floor.

Seth's hands drifted downward as the python began to kneel, caressing the stud horse's rippling abdominals and bulging biceps as he did so. Once on his knees, he drifted even lower, marveling at the stallion's thick, strong legs and large, heavy hooves shrouded in fluffy hair. Once satisfied, he lifted his head up, now mere inches from his prize: Duncan's thick, long cock. Seth extended his forked tongue, lapping up some of the pre off the tip of the stallion's cock as his hands reached up to cup Duncan's heavy balls. The horse's breathing quickened almost imperceptibly, but otherwise there was no reaction to Seth's ministrations. The python gently wrapped his arms, each of which was thinner than Duncan's shaft, around the base of the horsemeat, nestling his head on the side of the heavy shaft and rubbing it against the whole length from base to tip, the tips of his hemepenis beginning to poke their way out of his vent as his flickering tongue became overwhelmed with the pungent scent of equine lust.

Seth's stomach rumbled again. It was time to stop playing. The python positioned his mouth at the tip of Duncan's shaft, steadying the heavy horsemeat with his hands as he opened his mouth wide...wider...and wider still, unhinging his jaw to make room for Duncan's cock. The python closed his eyes as he pushed forward, the tip of the horse's shaft disappearing down his throat.

Seth could feel the stallion's pulse through his cock. It quickened as the horse's strong heart began to pump faster in response to Seth's throat enveloping more and more of the throbbing shaft. The python could feel a trickle of precum dripping down his neck and into his belly, more than was dripping just a few moments ago. He slid further down the stallion's shaft, coming to the medial ring...

Duncan may have been in a dreamlike trance, but his mind was afire with sensation! Time stood still as he felt his cock sliding deeper and deeper into a tight, wet fuckhole; it felt like he had been penetrating it for hours. The horse's heavy jaw dripped lower, more drool trickling out of the corner of his mouth as he hallucinated his wildest sexual fantasies, mares of every color and body type spreading their pussies wide for him, sliding his cock into their depths, urging him to fill them with seed. His mind drifted further still from that, however, to fantasies and fetishes he never even knew he had. In the minutes that Seth took to slide his throat up and down Duncan's cock, the stallion vividly experienced fucking a centaur, a dragon, a gryphon, himself, a tree, and even the very earth itself. He felt his orgasm building stronger and stronger as he did so, far surpassing his previous limits of keeping it at bay. His balls felt like they were full to bursting several times over. _Breed...breed...breed..._his mind chanted as he dreamed carnal delight after carnal delight, spending what felt like an eternity in Seth's mouth.

The python continued his steady motion, sliding almost entirely off of the draft horse's cock before sliding right back down at equal speed, coming to rest at the hilt before repeating the motion. Seth's hemipenis was at full mast and leaking pre now, one of his hands working the two curved shafts while the other fondled Duncan's balls. Then Seth felt something that made him pause, quivering with anticipation: he felt Duncan's cock begin to flare inside his throat. Quickly, Seth slid himself all the way down the horse's shaft, his forked tongue probing Duncan's sheath, licking the base of the shaft at its very root as Seth drooled hungrily, smell-tasting the stallion's sheath juices. He felt the flare grow, quickly lodging itself deep in his esophagus as he readied himself to receive his meal.

_Breed...breed...breed..._Duncan's masculine instincts grew louder and louder in his head, drowning out all reason, all other thought.

_Breed...breed...breed..._The horse's mouth gaped. The eyebrows on his blank face raised. His thick legs tensed. His elbows bent and his biceps flexed ever so slightly.

_BREED...BREED...BREED..._The voice could no longer be ignored. It was everywhere in Duncan's head. It was his whole being. All that mattered was that he pump every drop of cum into the fuckhole that enveloped the entirety of his massive, throbbing shaft.

"Hnnnnggg...." Duncan sighed in peaceful bliss, still entranced, as the dam finally broke. Seth's eyes rolled back into his head in ecstasy as he felt the first jet of virile horsecum pulse powerfully through that heavy shaft and spray directly into the snake's hungry belly. Then another, just as plentiful and powerful as the first. And another, and another. Seth moaned against the stallion's cock as his own hemipenis erupted, each head spraying several squirts of snake jizz onto the floor under Duncan's seat. It was a waste of energy and nutrients, Seth knew, but was well worth it. And besides, the overproductive loins of the horse combined with Seth's day long edging regimen meant that he'd more than make up for that expense. And Seth wasn't wrong; even after his orgasm had subsided to a steady trickle, the stallion was still pumping rope after rope of semen into the snake's now swelling belly. The slack-jawed horse grunted softly as his balls steadily emptied, feeding the skinny snake a pure, all natural protein shake straight from the tap.

It took minutes for Duncan to stop cumming. Feeling the flare subside, Seth slowly slid off of Duncan's cock. The horsemeat was still semi-erect, just as it had been when Seth had arrived. Soon, it would resume leaking precum again as the aphrodisiac patterns worked their magic once again.

Seth patted his full belly, thoroughly sated. The python sighed as he brought himself slowly to his feet. He rather liked Duncan. He wasn't the most productive volunteer Seth had brought into his basement, that honor belonged to a tall, athletic zebra, but he was certainly the one Seth found most attractive. Unfortunately, Seth couldn't keep him here forever...the effects of lowered metabolism didn't completely eliminate the need for food. Eventually, Seth would need to release Duncan and seek a new volunteer to eat, or else the draft horse's beautiful body would begin to atrophy with famine. Once released, of course, Duncan would retain a hazy memory of his repeated milkings...it was not uncommon for Seth's subjects to request another session after they had recovered from the first.

Still...Seth thought...one more day couldn't hurt. The python grinned, giving the horse's solid pecs one more pat before retreating up the stairs and out of the basement, turning off the light and shutting the door, leaving Duncan with only the softly glowing patterns as company.

_Breed...breed...breed..._the voice in Duncan's head started up again, faintly. A drop of pre dripped from the end of the stallion's semi-erect cock, coming to rest on the cum stained floor.