Passion Play (C-snake)
Passion Play (C-snake)
By AlientKnight [Category: Transformation, Mind Control, Tentacles, Anal, Virginal, Double Penetration, Deep Penetration, M/F, Magic, Masturbation, Human, Fox, Snake.] Note: C-snakes are originally conceived by Chanta-Ra. They are copyright-free however, so take them and made them into your own stuff. Use your inspirations ;P "I guess the materials needed for this ritual were enough. Let's begin." A man in black cloak spoke under his breath, placing the last gem he had on the altar. From the dim light given by the great moon, a red arcane flame sign could be seen on the right shoulder, indicating him as a 'fresh meat' member of the Royal Magic Guild. He turned to his companion, his deep love, Vixen, a female bright-orange-furred, well-toned fox and whispered, "Stay away from me, I don't want you to get hurt." Vixen nodded in reply but barely moved a little, eyes sparkled with a bright sapphire light under the soft moonlight, still focusing on her lover. In the glorious kingdom of Aprea, It was forbidden to have Humans and furries married, or even mated. Though many people wouldn't give a damn about the second line, but furries are more likely to be servants, in other words, slaves. All of the people he knew in the guild took the furries as slaves, made them into sex machine, sometimes even test subject in their magical experiments. Nash was different from them, he love Vixen, throughout his body and soul after they have mated under the night sky, making a vow that said they will never leave one another alone. He wished he could save more like Vixen from the hellhole, but the situation here didn't seem good. He was in need of money, not a demand, neither a desire, but need, desperate need. So he tried to invent something over the years, something useful, powerful that he could sell it to the kingdom in an exchange of gold. He lived far away from the palace and the crowded town so that he and his love one would hardly be seen and no one would report their 'illegal' relationship. He took a heavy breath before he broke the deadly silence in their backyard, "Here I go. Don't worry, I will be fine." His both hand held onto the pink magic gem in the center of the arcane circlet, pumping his mana into the gem. The gem started to glow, becoming brighter and brighter with each passing seconds. So as it did for the circlet. The world in the backyard was painted in a layer of pink, flashing a beam of pinkish ray towards the sky. Thankfully they are staying far from the town and it was late in the night, probably no one would see the mysterious light far across the horrizon. As Nash pumping his mana in an increasing speed, the glowing seemed to become unstable, blinking with a random, uncertain sequence. His spell was almost complete, but then he almost passed out from the exhaustion. He clenched his teeth, biting down on his lips and strengthening his mind with the scent of blood on his tongue. Trying his very best, draining up every mana left, he deposited them into the gem. The gem blinked violently until it gave flash of pink blazing ray and a pop sound of cracking, followed with a sound of shattered glass, earth tremble with the circlet blasted out a wave of pulse. The pulse was like a gust of wind, coming like a hurricane but just for a brief second, blowing up every shed leaves up to the sky and bashing Vixen down onto the ground. "Nash......! Na...." She was unable to speak anymore as the strong wind filled her mouth, making her cough. God! Nash must not be hurt. Her thought came to mind at the instant. She didn't want him in even a tiniest scratch since he was everything that she had. The shriveled leaves and dust in the air had blurred her vision, making her hard to see anything on Nash's direction. She tried to call out for Nash again but failed with a violent cough. A voice of cursing came from the circlet had calmed her. It was Nash, Nash was fine. That was all it mattered to her. Though Nash was failed, just like he always was, but at least he was in aa whole piece, Vixen thought to herself. Barely standing aside the pillar that held the gem, Nash locked his eyes onto the center of the circlet. Was he successful? He wondered, yet rather worried. Just like every time before, he removed the shattered pieces of the pink gem on his hand and cloak, talking a slow, deep breath before going to the summoning array. It wasn't long before the dust and mist slowly vanished into the void, revealing the backyard-in-mess. Nash staggered towards the circlet, hoping to find something, something to prove that he didn't failed again. Fortunately, this time, the god of luck had put her hand above him. He could see something in the center of the dimming arcane! He stared, craning his neck just to get a better view of the circlet in fog. He frowned and sighed with disappointment. It was a snake, a pink snake in fact. Surely it was rare to see a snake in such fashion but, he was thinking to summon a dragon, or a demon. A pink snake like this won't serve any good in a war between his royal blood-happy-morons and other less moron likely kingdoms. The snake just stared at him curiously without even moving a single inch, locking its dark, deep eyes upon his emerald greens. "Great, I am screwed." Nash spoke with another sigh, "Now I have nothing to pay my debt." He grabbed the pink little creature in his hand, feeling rather smooth and slimy fluid on its scale, no, latex body. Wait, latex? Nash eyes widened, looking down at the creature that curled itself on his right arm, seeming to leave a trail of purple ooze on where it left. "What good are you?" Nash spoke with curiosity. He didn't expect an answer, though, but it seemed to understand him and gave a gentle lick on his palm. "Okay... well... I guess I don't mind adding a new member to my home." Nash smiled and gave a pat on the head of the snake, making it hissing and curling more onto his right arm. He smiled and waved to his wife, calling her to go back to their home. ...... "How was it going?" Vixen looked at him with a smile shined across her muzzle, offering a cup of hot tea before Nash. Nash took the cup up for a sip and moaned, whimpering from annoyance, "Not good, but at least some improvements can be seen. I guess I had to borrow some more money from my friend again, well, if possible." Vixen bended down and hugged him, whispered in his ears, "Don't worry, everything will be fine." Vixen hands went down and accidently touched the mysterious creature, making it hissing softly to her. Gasping in surprise, Vixen winced, frowned and questioned, "What is this?" "Oh," Nash put the little pinky onto the table and replied, "It was a snake, based on it body line, its muzzle. I guess the magic from the ritual had changed this poor snake and turned its physical appearance, it no longer has scales. I think we don't have problems for it to stay with us. What do you think, Vix?" Nash finished his sentence with a pat on the snake, chuckling upon its friendly hiss. The snake on the table wiggled its tail back and forth, looking up to Vixen with its watery pupils and trying to please the mistress of this house. Vixen chuckled and too, giving a pat on the snake just like he did, "Of course, as long as you like it." Nash smiled and pulled Vixen to their small, yet lovely bedroom, thanking her for what she did for him. They had a rather fun and enjoyable midnight activity before it was very late as they drifted into the restful slumber, embracing each other while asleep. ...... Nash had awoken half way in the middle of the night for no reason, however. He can actually feel something weird on his legs, probably in between his thigh. He removed his quilt and found out the little pinky was underneath, glowing with mysterious light with its purple ooze on its body. It looked up on Nash and hissed, writhing a little on his laps and making him moan out with amazement. "Urf...... I think I didn't close the door, or did I?." He recalled his memories and whispered to himself. Was it here for his body warmth? As far as he knew, snakes do have tendency in getting warmth since they are cold-blooded reptiles. But the stickiness of the pinkish goo emitted from the snake's skin had actually... caused a 'night' arousal from Nash. His shaft erected beneath, forming a bulge on the crotch and soaking his pants with pre, staining his underwear just to get his attention. It was too late for him to settle this with Vixen since she was already sleeping, peacefully and soundly with her gentle snoozing. He smirked but sighed, thinking that he had to do it on his own, just like what he did when he hadn't gotten married with Vixen. Oh wait, the snake seemed to have some interest on the erecting, throbbing member as well. Nash chuckled lowly and removed his pre-stained pants, revealing his fully erected, 9-inch maleness. Yes! The snake indeed had its interest on his cock. It curled around his erections and gave a squeeze with its body, lingering, wandering on his sensitive flesh making him moaned with pleasure. Soon with its body fully wrapping the length within its coil, it lapped its forked, dexterous tongue to taste the sweetness of his pre, sending a wave of sensation to him. Each squeeze on his throbbing member drew out a gasp from him. The snake was awesome-TAHH!! YES IT IS! Nash thought to himself, laying on his back and enjoyed the service of the snake, moaning only grow loudly as it even went further on to massage his balls. He moaned in pure ecstasy when the snake did an amazing trick on him. It opened its serpentine muzzle, spreading its jaws wide and revealing its fangless mouth, dark, pink cavern of its throat before gently loosening the coil, drawing in the mouthful of his member into its opened gap. GOD! That was so amazing, it felt like heaven! Nash's mind went into absolute blankness before he bucked his hips, trying desperately to thrust against sweet, warm and ooze-lubricated tunnel. It felt just like mating with the most beautiful female in the world as well as penetrating his aching, burning rod tightest virgin labia, pounding and being embraced by the latex-like flesh, or latex in that matter. The inner latex on his shaft felt just about to fit his size, seeming just so perfect that it may get snapped with a single inch. Gulping gently, Nash unleashed a dull cry of pleasure, feeling the wet chamber engulfing his full length, stretching and spreading its warmth over to the base of his girth. The purplish ooze from its body, as well as from its spreading maw had finally triggered his curiosity. Enduring the sensation and forcing himself not to loosen his seed again after his play with Vixen, he reached out a hand before gingerly sliding over the purple ooze, collecting some of it on his finger tip before bringing back to sniff upon the odorless goo before taking a nib with his mouth, tasting something that is nothing, yet feeling like it was triggering some inner taste from his tongue. It seemed to set a growing heat, burning his body with a wild fire of passion and lust, building highly with pleasure. The highlighted, enhanced pleasure drove in him so deep into the sea of euphoria, bringing him into the new height that almost sinking him to the bottom of the sea. The pleasure just kept building, and building, grinding, mashing the meat and the latex with passion, providing more than enough to set him off in no time. Indeed, it wasn't long before Nash was brought to a climax and released his loads into the snake, a thin white stream could be seen over its translucent, mineral-built body. Some while later, Nash was panting to regain his consciousness from the heavenly sensations, collecting his wandering soul back from the blissful aftershock of his intensive orgasm. Nash moaned with satisfaction and whispered, looking down at the snake-in-purple-goo before giving it a lovingly pet on the serpentine muzzle as he receives a rather quiet hissing in reply, "Wow, you are really amazing...... What else can you do?" The snake responded his question, without a word, it slowly retreated from his member and curled itself on his thighs again, with its narrow, pointed muzzle pressing against his cavity. No...no no no... Was it doing what he thought it was doing? Nash gasped and protested, bucking desperately with his rather used body after his sexual haze, "Don't do tha...... URF!" His sentence left unfinished as he felt his clenching muscles opened upon the invader. The more he clenched his cavity, the more the snake thrust and the more Nash moaned from the grinding sensations. It was not right! It felt so wrong for a snake to rape him but then again... it just felt so good! Nash couldn't help himself but to move his hand over and stroke his still-erecting member again when the snake was on its journey to its new den. With every inch deeper that the snake drove, the more pleasure built in his body, matching to the previous play with the snake and surpassing it, causing him to stroke his member with a growing furious speed. The last of the snake was nowhere to be seen after a slurping noisy sound just after the tail vanished into his ring of muscles. It was inside of him, still worming deeper, bringing him with destruction waves of pleasure. He should be worried or nervous by now, but he didn't. The snake just seemed so right inside of him that makes him willing to do anything for it. It had brought him the ultimate pleasure he had never imagined, carrying him towards the heaven and beyond. Smiling as he felt the tempest and the new, cool sensation in his tummy had settled Nash emitted a silent roar and released jet after jet of his hot cum, splattering all over his belly and sheet, and even some on the asleep female. But his cum now felt a little funny. It wasn't cum after all, but more likely to be a mixture of cum and the pinkish goo from the snake body. He couldn't think straight now, however. The snake in him made his body felt as if it was on fire, a wild fire of lust and passion. He thought he would melt due to the inner heat of his body. The burning feeling had spread all over his body. Nash could actually felt something growing underneath his belly, sprouting from the deepest side of his belly before lashing out, branching over each vein and every inch. He glanced at his tummy and found out it began to swell with something long and thick that slithered, spread from his belly towards his entire body. It seemed the snake was either growing or multiplying inside of him, taking over him. He could even sense where they were, what they were and what they wanted. A mental link had bonded him and the snakes before he passed out as a shock of mixing in pain and pleasure bashed in his nerves, falling into the world of darkness. ...... Seating bolt right up as he felt the light in sight, Nash quickly guided his hand over his belly. Feeling nothing, no swell, no nothing, just what he was few hours ago. "Holy shit, this feels so damn real." Nash sighed with relief. But just a second later, he almost screamed out in horror as he felt a strange voice echoing in his mind. "You are one of us, from now on." The mysterious sound made Nash wanted to dash out from his bed. However, he found himself unable to move even a single inch. He was now simply petrified. Something had taken the control over, definitely. Nash whispered in his heart. "Indeed," The voice rose in his mind again, "We don't like you to do something stupid, that's why we have you locked." Nash tried his best to break free, but it felt like he just couldn't feel his limps anymore. Much to his surprise, his body seemed to move on its own accord. He tried to open his mouth and warn Vixen but to no avail. He had become just like a spectator. He could see, could smell and could even feel everything around him. But the god-damned mysterious things had just controlled his every single movement. Nash could see himself staggered towards the sleeping fox, his right hand slithered on Vixen's back, slowly embracing her with his uncontrolled arms. Nash's mind was flooded sensation, pleasures he had never experienced before. Even a slightest touch on his lover could actually bring him an orgasm shock over his mind. He wouldn't know how many times he would unleash his load if he was in control of his own body. "Feels good, right? We can feed you off by pleasure. All you have to do is to obey us." The strange voice once again entered his mind. Nash grunted in his mind, disobeying whatever they said. "Get off from me! Who the hell are you? What the hell you do you want to do to me?!" His question left unanswered while his confront towards the mysterious voice was ignored, though. His gentle caresses had awakened the sleeping fox. "Mmmff......" Vixen squirmed a little and muffled under her pillow, "Just five more minutes......" She always enjoyed being touched by Nash. She turned to face Nash, face to face, chest to chest. She nuzzled lovingly on him and returned him a hug. Instead of some loving words she got back from Nash like once he did before, Nash just simply continued in his caressing without speaking a word. "Mmm...... Nash," Vixen purred, "You seem a little different today." Not that she was complaining though. The two lovers' lips met, tongues slithered from a side into the other before twining in their mouths. After a minute that felt like eternity, their kisses broke. However, Vixen was totally unaware that Nash had released some purple goo inside her muzzle while they shared their deep passionate moment. The substance in her muzzle slowly seduced her into lust, dragging and pulling her into a hungered state of pleasure, wanting to be sexually relieved. Vixen collapsed onto the comfy bed with her mate. Her silky-furred arms embraced Nash's neck and pulled him closer to her. "Nash...... I need you." She kissed him and moaned like a feline in heat, meowing quietly before pressing her moistened nose on his bare skin. She could feel her sex aching, demanding something inside to fill her up, though that was just wrong. She wasn't horny like this before in the morning, but not that she cared for now. A beast who fed off by pleasure is the correct term for Vixen now. At this rightful moment, the true internal Nash was still struggling, battling with the dominators of his body. No matter how hard he tried to regain his control, his body was still moving against his volition. He wanted to clench his teeth as surges of orgasm rocking his mind but to no avail. His struggling became weaker as he was finally exhausted and giving up to the dominator. Worse still, he began to feel good from it, and he didn't mean just good, it was heavenly good. "Quit fighting. You are actually enjoying it don't you?" The voice came back once more. But this time, the voice was much deeper, much lower and more seductive. It fogged Nash's mind, slowly bringing him closer to the way they wanted him to be, making him one of them. Nash managed to grunt lowly before he felt his volition merged with 'them' and feeling the surge of pleasure that washed him doubled, tripled once their minds fused into one. "Yesss...... that's what we want you to do now." The hissing hinted Nash of something. It was the snake that had done this to him, the one responsible for all this mess. But Nash was too tired to fight anymore. He just relaxed in his mind and let them do whatever they want to him. Strange thoughts had overwhelmed him when he submitted himself to them. Images of Vixen being raped by some tentacles kept on flashing in his mind. He grunted and began to get turned on by such act. It was like his untold secret of having some additional appendages to do sex with Vixen. They had known Nash just well, all things Nash wanted had showed inside his brain, slowly brought him under the wills of them, burying him under the pure lust and desire. Nash had regained his control, but he no longer tired to resist anymore. He was enjoying it, so why would he ever let it slip away from his hand? He thought to himself. He moved his body lower, face directly at Vixen's swollen nether lips. He lolled out his tongue, his snake-like tentacle in a more appropriate term, lapping onto the sweet feminine flower that leaked out from the tunnel and began to press his tongue at her folds. Vixen gasped in ecstasy and bucked her hips a little when she felt a long, thick and dexterous tongue thrust into her cunt, teasing and grinding again her sensitive fold and climax spot as more of the pink tongue slithered into the soaking labia. Vixen gasped in surprise as she felt the tongue had gone way deeper than she had expected. The tip of the tongue was press deep in her channel and parted her cervix before her womb with a gentle push. Vixen went out of breath as she felt her inner muscles were filled entirely. The aching of her cunt faded, making her moaned in both satisfaction and pleasure. She was disappointed when she felt the tongue retreated from her depth. Now then Vixen had noticed the tongue of Nash's was totally different. It took up a shape of that serpentine pink creature, with a slit on its tip. In addition, it was leaking some sort of purple goo from there. It was not for long before Vixen was brought back into the sea of euphoria, only sinking deeper still with passion timed. She grasped on the sheets tightly and clenched her teeth when Nash pressed his maleness against her soaking wet cunt. She cried out in pure ecstasy by accommodating such a huge flesh in her, far larger than she had anticipated on what Nash originally had. That rod had stretched her out further than what it usually did. Nash's bloated shaft was ever so sensitive that he felt experiencing multi times more the pleasure he had recently. He would have cried out for sensation, begging them to let him cum. Each of his thrusting drew out more of her flower over his meat, feeling so good from her feminine juice coating on his shaft, bathing in her warmth. Some foreign feeling began to worming down from his body down to his spine. Nash emitted a silent roar as an appendage sprouted out from the end of his spine. It looked just like the same version as the snake, pink and constantly dripping gooey liquid. The appendage wasted no time in burrowing into Vixen's tailhole, squirming its way in. Nash's mind went blank, left with only pure pleasure. He could actually feel the appendage, feeling every inch of her clenching muscle grinning against his manhood and the tentacle. More appendages began to push out from his back, curled and wrapped themselves around the two lovers. Vixen howled loudly from the dual sensation she got from Nash. Her sex gushed out her clear nectar of orgasm before soaking the sheets with her flower as well as the pink goo. At the same time Nash unloaded his purplish goo inside Vixen, from both front and back. The rest of his appendages spilled the same purple goo all over them. Making Nash quivered once more with the strong surges of orgasm that rocked him. The wiggling tentacles on his back started to detach from his body and slithered their way onto Vixen. The helpless female only emitted a low groan and writhed her body weakly upon feeling a slight probing at her orifice, losing most of her in the blissful and sexual haze. Much like what they had done to Nash. A snake thrust itself into Vixen's tailhole, quickly followed by the second one, and third. Vixen wriggled, shifting her position and lift her butt in the air to allow them entering with ease. But it seemed like they are not satisfied with only a single entrance. Some of them found her still dripping wet cunt and burrowed into her depth, drawing out a loud gasp from Vixen. Her gasping of pleasure had soon muffled by the appendages pressing at her back of her throat. They pushed their way deep into her throat and wriggled their way down into her belly. Vixen panted violently, trying to catch her breath after the last of the snake disappeared inside her. Only the trace of purple goo on the bed and over her body had indicated they were once there. Her belly was rippling with the presence of those alien creatures inside her. She placed her paw onto her belly, feeling them spreading inside her body. With a low grunt coming out from Vixen, she fell into unconsciousness. Nash collapsed beside Vixen, trying to recover from the heavenly orgasm and a daze of exhaustion. His hand went down and caressed his lover's fur, down to her groin until he found a tempest. He curiously dug his two fingers inside her cunt, trying to see what happened. Then a gentle push inside her nether folds against his fingers had surprised Nash. He drew out his fingers and watching in amazement when he saw a pink tip pushed out from her folds, taking up a good girth of size before standing proudly rigid in the air. It was almost about the same size as Nash's, which could make a man proud. The unconscious female fox moaned out some inaudible words and shifted left and right as if she could felt her new, sensitive flesh as well. It wasn't long before Nash was drawn into a slumber. He was exhausted. His body needed to regenerate more snakes to replace what he had lost. Being such a fantastic creature would not be so bad after all. Nash thought to himself before drifted into a restful sleep. ...... Waking with some strange sensations on his cheek, Nash opened his eyes and found Vixen above him. She licked at Nash happily, leaving a trance of purple slime on his cheek from her now transformed tongue. "Thank you, Nassssh." She purred, "That is the bessst thing I have ever gone through." She chuckled and brushed away the slime on his cheek with her fingers. "It feelssss like heaven." Then Nash felt something and poked at his thighs, seeming so hot to touch and was pulsing against his bare skin. He peered down at the monstrous length that hang between Vix' crotch before he moaned again from the prodding from the playful vixen. "And I can't wait to pleasure you with it." ....... [End]