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Laurel hummed idly to himself as he cranked the old-fashioned egg beater. Within the glass measuring cup was a mixture of molten butter, warm water, and fresh eggs, rapidly being emulsified by the motion of the flat metallic blades as they counter-rotated with the clockwork motion. The pink bunny idly swayed his hips as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

To one side was a bowl of sifted-together powder, the dry ingredients for the brownies he was preparing. It would be easy to miss this however, entering the kitchen, because the only thing he was wearing was a powder-blue apron.

The intruder into the kitchen did notice, since he was very accustomed to the sight of his boyfriend's cute rump swaying about bare. Basil stood in the doorway, leaning one arm against the frame as he watched the bunny work. "Is this your latest ploy to fatten me up, Laurel?"

The pink rabbit chuckled, setting the mechanical egg beater into the sink with one hand as the other lifted up the measuring cup by the integral handle. "It's not a ploy if I know you know about it." Laurel bandied back as he carefully poured the wet ingredients over the dry. He took a silicone spatula and started to deliberately fold rather than stir, rotating the mixing bowl with his free hand.

Hissing with amusement, Basil strode into the kitchen. The bipedal serpent's hips swayed back and forth naturally, as his yards and yards of tail prevented easy locomotion if he wasn't slithering with every step. He too was bare, far more so than his boyfriend, letting his white-scaled sheath and hanging sac sway freely with every rock of his pelvis. He casually rested his elbows onto the island, facing the bun.

Laurel had laid out the pan for the brownie on the opposite side of the island. So when he turned around, he was met with the sight of the snake smiling up at him over the counter. "Don't you give me that look." The bunny teased affectionately, pouring the just barely incorporated batter into the already greased and papered pan. As he did so, his free hand used the same silicone spatula to scrape the inside of the mixing bowl to ensure as much batter as possible made it in. "We have to wait for them to bake, after all.

Basil casually pressed up onto his hands, swaying his hips with a playful smirk. "I had another sweet treat in mind~"

The bunny was placing the pan into the oven by the time the words hit him. He closed the oven door and pivoted around towards where the snake had been, blushing.

Instead of where he'd been moments earlier, the black, white and blue serpent had slithered through the rabbit's blind spot and wrapped his arms around the apron-clad male with a sensual hiss. Basil nuzzled into Laurel's throat softly, continuing to shift and slide his tail along the tiled floor.

Blushing still, Laurel reached out to grasp the spatula's handle where it rest in the mixing bowl. "I'll split it with you." He gently twisted around to face his boyfriend, bringing the batter-covered flexible blade between their snouts.

Gradually arranging his tail to his liking along the floor, Basil flitted his long tongue free of his lips. The maw muscle stroked along the side of the spatula with the forked tip and a few inches of its protruding length, before slipping back into the lighter blue cavern that was his mouth.

The pink bunny blushed a bit deeper as he watched the talented tongue work, starting to lap far more daintily on his own side of the blade. Despite his best efforts, brownie batter stuck to the fur around his lips, making a bit of a mess.

By contrast, the snake's seemingly far more wild tongue movements resulted in a clean spatula and a clean muzzle. Basil scooped and scraped with the side of the dexterous appendage, keeping eye contact with Laurel whenever he could. When the blade was clean, the serpent gently lowered the silicone with a grip on the rabbit's wrist, while his other hand lightly cupped his boyfriend's chin. He smoothly guided the other male into a kiss.

Laurel allowed himself to be led and kissed back in kind, feeling his tail flit on its own. He set down the 'clean' spatula and as he eased an arm around Basil's slender waist. In fact, he thought that his boyfriend was a bit too skinny. Or perhaps it was that most of his weight went to the anaconda hanging off his backside.

Basil lightly released the kiss and the bunny's jaw, licking over his lips. "That was a good treat, but then again, I've always had a sweet tooth." He flitted out his tongue to do his best to simulate mammalian grooming on the remaining batter on the lapine's face.

"Me or the spatula?" Blushing, the powder-pink rabbit let his boyfriend clean his muzzle for a few moments, flitting his tail. He perked as he remembered what he'd been doing, lightly pulling away from the embrace and turned to set the timer on the oven.

"Por que no los dos?" The snake snickered as his hands scooped around Laurel's hips. He drew the rabbit close once more, just the apron separating them.

"If you want to have your treat that way, we should head to the bedroom, don't you think?" Laurel murmured, squeezing around the snake's back in return.

Taking a step back, Basil trailed his fingers around the bun's curvy hips and grasped either bottom corner of the apron. He playfully tugged up, revealing that the rabbit's burgeoning arousal had been tautly held in place by the fabric tied around his waist.

The bunny let out a squeak of surprise, blush hot on his already pink cheeks.

It was the moment to spring the trap. Basil grinned as his careful arrangement of his tail came into focus. The tip moved rapidly, first looping around Laurel's ankles. Dragging the girthy length along the tiles, the powerful appendage twisted and spun its way up the flustered rabbit's body, over his thighs and to his hips. With deft skill, the encroaching coils pinned the apron in the upturned position that the snake had playfully put it in, leaving the rabbit's loins exposed to the full brunt of smooth scales sliding constantly. The loops around the fuzzy male's paws grew thicker as the coil gained turn after turn.

The total time from first contact to full coil was mere seconds, not enough time for Laurel to properly react beyond a surprised squeal. The pink rabbit's arms were pressed at his sides, and he felt the probing tip of the tail 'fall' from his shoulders to his throat, spinning until his head was propped up in a thick loop like he was wearing an airline pillow. His cheeks squished against the powerful length, as he felt the narrower tip lightly rest upon his crown. Despite how sudden this move had been, the embrace of his boyfriend's tail was never unwelcome. He exhaled, still blushing, as he felt his feet simply raise off the floor as one more turn wrapped his paws together.

Now that his arms were free, Basil planted one hand on his hips with a grin. The stroked lightly over his shaft as it emerged from his incongruous sheath, working to firm up the light blue flesh as he continued to speak. "There, no need to make you walk when you've been standing up in the kitchen so long." The serpent hissed playfully, turning to start walking to their shared bedroom. He showed his tail's great strength in keeping his boyfriend upright and elevated, no part of the tail touching the floor at all now.

While slithering was the easiest way to lug around so much muscular tail, harder ways made for more fun holding someone as he walked, or so Basil thought. He navigated his way through the house, well-practiced in not letting his bundle of coils collide with doorframes as he walked. With every step, he kept working at his erection with a full grip, his breathing quivering in his chest as he edged. Arriving in their bedroom, the serpent strode over to the large bed and twisted.

Laurel fidgeted a bit as he watched the house go by from his immobile position bobbing along behind his boyfriend. The pink rabbit's ears flatted against the loop cradling the back of his head as he felt himself being lifted higher. At a glance the reason was obvious. The snake had lain down onto their bed and had hefted the mammal above him. The bunny found his legs being freed as the loops twisted and made way for what was happening next.

Basil carefully removed his hand from his shaft as he laid beneath his rabbit boyfriend. The light blue flesh pulsed, just on edge of orgasm already from his thoughts of the bunny and what he intended to do with him. With practiced ease, loops of his tail deftly ensnared and spread Laurel's calves apart by his ankles, spinning as they added slack between them. By the time he lowered the bunny down to straddle his hips, he had calmed down enough to not go off from the initial touch.

The pink rabbit curled his toes as the serpent kept such careful control of his body the whole way through. When his knees touched bedding, however, he felt that Basil's tail had stopped lowering, leaving his rear hovering over the pulsing snakemeat for the time being. Biting his lip, Laurel bent his knees, pulling his hips down to finish the motion.

The black, white and blue serpent hissed lustfully as he felt the warm cheeks nestle around his shaft, then the flesh beyond start to spread. Basil let his boyfriend get things lined up and begin penetration, before he couldn't take it any longer. He pulled with his tail, pressing the rabbit down by his shoulders and giving him a squeeze.

Laurel moaned out as his hips settled onto Basil's, the familiar stretch of being hilted by the snake's shaft returning to his lower abdomen from within. He could feel his own erection pinned between the serpent's bellyscales and the white underside of a loop of coil. He shifted his hips, both to feel the penetration inside him move and to grind between those two smooth scaled surfaces.

Basil curled his toes tightly, rolling his hips as well. He tensed up, starting from the base of his spine and rolling down his legs and up his torso to his arms. In a wave along his yards and yards of tail the powerful muscles tensed and thickened up further, burying the held bunny all the more in blue, white and black scales.

The rabbit panted shallow breaths as his body became more and more constricted. He recognized this, and clenched down needily on the rolling motions of the serpenthood buried deep inside him. He closed his eyes, focusing on a well-practiced milking motion beneath his tail. He got his prize quickly, as he soon heard the sound of a breathy, open-mouthed hiss and immediately felt the heavy seed begin to rush up into his body.

Each eager pump from root of the shaft to bursting forth within the bunny maintained a consistent volume as the snake quivered and writhed in the throes of his climax. Basil slowly regained more precise control of his body, but was still flowing. He felt the form of Laurel's belly starting to press firmer and firmer against the loops of tail around his abdomen and began to carefully loosen the grip. The serpent made sure to keep things snug enough to keep his boyfriend pinned in place, while giving his tummy the room it needed to fill.

Laurel was in no such clear state, flexing his hips and bearing his hips down on Basil's own. The pink bunny felt the coils starting to spin, smooth scales sliding around to accommodate his changing shape. His own peak was close, but he couldn't quite get himself there, at the mercy of the loop laying across his lap and pressing his cock into the snake's still flat tummy as it slid along.

Basil sighed as he began to feel his volume decreasing with each shot, tapering onto the tail end of his long release. He lovingly gazed at his lustfully quivering boyfriend held fast by his tail's coils, feeling as much as seeing how much he'd inflated.

It wasn't until the bunny was surprised with a belch bringing a splatter of snake semen up onto his tongue that he reached his peak. Laurel squealed, tensing up and trying to take as much more out of his boyfriend as he could manage. At the same time his own issue splattered against the underside of the sliding tail, over Basil's belly and up to his chest. The rabbit's orgasm didn't last nearly as long, leaving him slumped in the snug coils with a dreamy look on his face, licking his lips.

"There we go." The snake crooned affectionately. "I've filled up my delicious pâte à choux with cream~" As he spoke, his tail began to spin and slide again, rolling the coils up along the bunny's body and freeing up the length towards the tip to leave the endeavor. Twisting and dancing white, black and blue scales about, he soon had brought things around where the thickest coils were nestled around the rabbit's throat and arms and the narrowest at his hips.

Laurel's cheek flared with a blush as he dreamily rose from afterglow of his climax. He paid little mind to the flurry of activity of the tail re-adjusting its grip upon him as he stared into his boyfriend's eyes. It wasn't until the loops at his hips squeezed snugly that he paid attention again, especially when he began to be lifted up once more.

Basil had rearranged his tail for a very good reason. He didn't want to leave the bunny unplugged for what was to come. The tip of his tail pressed up under Laurel's leaf-shaped tail and up against his own shaft as it slowly extracted. The moment it could fit, the snake surged the end of his fifth limb up to plug up his boyfriend's bowels. Once this had been achieved, he lifted the bun the rest of the way up into the air above him.

The pink rabbit shuddered, the sudden intrusion inside him causing a tingle through his overstimulated body. Still well in his refractory period, he let out a soft groan as he was maneuvered around in the air.

While also still sensitive from his release with his more blatant sex, the snake had a plan and he was going through with it. He spread his thighs on either side of his tail's base, reaching his hands down to carefully pull his heavy balls up out of the space between. This revealed the folds of his fleshy second sex, located between the back of his sac and the puckered flesh within his vent.

When Laurel opened his eyes again, he found himself hovering directly above the familiar light-blue folds of his boyfriend's hidden labia, appearing in a part in his white ventral scales. The bunny watched as loop of the tail eased out from around his throat, the thick muscles twisting as they momentarily blocked the view. The rabbit found it easier to just rest his jaw along the white scales on the underside of the caudal appendage while its other end drove him towards the flexing entrance.

Basil hissed with a quiver as he felt the bun's blunt muzzle make contact. He resisted the urge to squeeze again with his tail, instead gently applying more pressure to bring their hips together again, just in a far different arrangement.

The pink rabbit ground his tongue into the labial folds as they parted welcomingly. Every time he applied pressure to the light blue flesh it lightened further from some inherent bioluminescence that the serpent held. This certainly helped him see where he was going as his face delved deeper into the elastic entrance. Ahead he saw the quivering blue of the vaginal walls, even as they began to eagerly pull on him as much as the tail was pushing.

The snake groaned out happily, spreading his thighs a bit more as he carefully loosened and inverted coils to allow the bunny's shoulders to press in. Basil soon had his many loops pressed at the junction of his thighs and base, the only sign of what was actually going on being the pink-furred legs emerging from the mass. He took a deep breath, and then pressed firmly with a gasp as his labia stretched to overtake the slender male's shoulders, re-asserting the pin to his arms.

Perking up in surprise, he felt the texture of the apron where it looped around the back of Laurel's neck. At the edge of Basil's labia he could feel the main expanse across the held rabbit's chest starting to sink in. He blushed lightly, and decided against the process of removing the garment. After all, that would mean removing the lapine and starting over, and that would not do.

As Laurel's ears no longer felt the cooler bedroom air, he continued to nuzzle and lick into the walls, the deep blue lighting up to its true colors with every touch. Within the natural luminescence, he soon saw that his muzzle was approaching the snugly shut cervix. It was around that point that his swollen midsection started to have to be overtaken by the flexing folds.

Basil exhaled firmly, relaxing his entrance while pressing more firmly with his tail. His grip had mostly shifted down onto the rabbit's thighs as he worked to stretch over the round bulb of bunny belly that he'd given his boyfriend, with the self-imposed challenge of not spilling a drop of that filling. Deeper inside his passage continued to contract and pull on pink male's shoulders, drawing him towards the womb ahead.

As the last thick loop of tail left his belly, the bunny felt the folds reach the apex of his swell, dragging his covered navel inward. At the same time his legs were leveraged to keep pressing him deeper. Laurel could feel that with each loop that left his waist, another squeezed down on his legs, helping hold them together, while leaving the tip buried deep inside his body to keep any of the precious filling from leaking. The rabbit groaned as his blunt muzzle finally pressed through the snug ring of the cervix, the whole muscle luminescing from the pressure. He closed his eyes as the rest of his face followed his snout, unable to stop fidgeting as his returning erection neared the greedy sex's opening.

The serpent shifted his grip gently, pinning his boyfriend's arousal between the boated midsection and his white ventral scales. Basil used this pin to guide the firming organ in along with the bunny's hips and to not be bent back unpleasantly. The snake rolled his hips with a soft hiss of lust, reaching his hands to feel over the head and shoulder shape pressing out his white belly scales.

Inside, Laurel found the 'ceiling' of the uterus, finding himself having to tuck his head down against his chest as his swollen belly began to pass through the snug flesh separating the pillowy chamber from the muscular passage before it. His resurging erection prevented the apron's bottom flap from folding down properly, causing it to bunch up over his root. The bunny panted, grinding his pulsing shaft into the blue folds around his hips despite the obstruction as his thighs began to sink out of view. He could feel the tail hadn't left his depths even as his own fluff folded down over where it entered, meaning that his boyfriend was pressing into himself, after a fashion.

Basil could feel the bloated belly stretching out his cervix, panting a bit as he worked the bunny deeper still. His black and blue scales contrasted the pink legs as they all sank together past the flexing, swallowing labia. He let out a gasp as Laurel suddenly surged deeper with the apex of his swollen stomach passing through the ring.

With his arms freed when his hips began to pass through the cervix, Laurel shifted his position, curling a bit more gracefully. He quivered, clenching down as the welcome stretch under his tail suddenly diminished as the length of snake plugging him up finally departed. He curled and flexed his toes as the scaly length slowly slipped outwards between his ankles just as his feet were starting to sink past the luminescent labia.

The serpent pulled the last of his tail free with a light quiver, before curling the tip into a small loop. He pressed the ring against his boyfriend's pink toes and gave a playful press. Basil's insides, however, were doing most of the work tucking Laurel into his womb. He continued to stroke over his stomach as the surface distorted and stretched more with each inch of the buried rabbit, even as his tail stayed pressed to the feet even as they sank out of sight.

As his knees passed through the cervix, Laurel braced his arms out against the walls, brightening the space with more pressure to the internal flesh. He carefully reversed his movement while bending his knees, allowing his lower legs to more easily join him. The pink bunny wiggled his toes lightly against his boyfriend's tail while it delved back into his vagina, keeping contact as long as possible.

It was only when the ankles passed the snug ring that Basil started to retract his tail again. He twisted the tip to stimulate his passage on the way out, making sure to grind along his sensitive nub at the entrance the whole way. Deep within his more traditionally feminine parts, he felt the last of Laurel pass the threshold into his womb. The cervix shut closed tight, locking the bunny away as the snake was wracked by a vaginal orgasm to match the phallic one that had inflated the rabbit so effectively.

Laurel felt the walls squeeze down on him as Basil's body tensed up, shifting and pressing on the inner lining, more to feel the possessive muscles resisting his attempt than any true desire to overcome the greedy form of his boyfriend.

As Basil slowly came down from his second orgasm, he spent some time disentangling his tail with careful twisting and looping, reversing the myriad moves he'd performed wrapped around Laurel. Soon the yards of rear appendage formed a loose approximation of a lower-case phi starting from between his legs, around over his head where he lay and down to the foot of the bed.

When he had recovered his breath, the black, white and blue serpent tensed his tail. The loose loop around his reclining form pushed his hips up into the air, followed by his legs and torso. With practiced ease, Basil kept himself more or less upright as he pressed himself up off the bed. Then, with a careful rotation, he alighted upright back on the floor past the foot of the bed. Both of his hands stayed rubbing and stroking over his writhing belly the whole time. "Got you all to myself again, Laurel."

The bunny inside could feel him start to walk, bashfully shifting about to make sure he was relatively upright. It took a bit to do so with the walls clenching in on him so intently, but he soon relaxed, feeling the uterus continue tightening eagerly on him.

Basil swayed his hips with a lower energy slither of his tail in the wake of his footsteps. The heavily pregnant serpent reached into the glass shower enclosure in their master bathroom. Bracing his precious cargo with his other arm and with hundreds of pounds of tail for counterweight, he could reach easily without fear of toppling over. The snake turned on the water, testing the temperature at the showerhead with the same hand. The other continued to knead while that arm supported, fawning over the form of the bundled up bun inside him.

When the faint sound of water running suddenly turned to the far louder sound of droplets striking the belly he was held within, Laurel started to fidget and squirm anew. "H-hey, don't forget about the brownies!"

The serpent hissed with amusement, cradling his belly in his arms as he stood under the warm water. He could hear his lapine occupant just fine, his flesh carrying the sound well in both directions. "Don't you worry, I won't take too long in the shower... you set the timer for like fifty minutes, right?"

The pink bunny huffed almost imperceptivity. He couldn't argue that it was a rather long timer for baked goods. At the same time, the rising temperature within the womb facilitated by the shower was starting to get to him. Laurel gave into the desire to relax and let the walls clench down on him again. The rabbit felt the pillowy flesh squeeze into him, filling his vision with the light blue illumination with every compression.

He let out an involuntary yawn as the walls kneaded in a bit less indiscriminately. On top of the feeling of Basil's hands, the glowing flesh squeezed in waves rather than all at once like when he'd been writhing around. Despite how cramped it seemed, being inside his boyfriend was cozy, something he always was up for. The last conspirator against the bundled up male's consciousness was the constant white noise of the water streaming down and striking the snake's scales in thousands of individual droplets per second.

Basil carefully wound his tail around within the base of the shower to make sure the warm water cleaned all of its length. His fingers continued to dance and slide along his stretched out ventral scales, pressing and appraising his buried boyfriend. Already the formerly quite solid shape of Laurel was starting to give, growing softer and indistinct. At this realization, he began to flex his abdomen, adding to the natural contractions his womb were subjecting the pink bunny to.

Laurel groaned, weakly shifting with a wet squelching sound. He perked slightly. The womb hadn't had that much fluid in it when he arrived. He shifted a bit, looking down at his body. In the pale blue light, the rabbit saw that his form had begun to melt like ice cream left out on a hot day. A blush rushed to his cheeks as the clenching from outside just exacerbated the process. He felt overwhelmed with pleasure as his body deformed more and more within the life-giving organ. With a final, burbling gasp of bliss, he splatted as if he'd been made of the thick pink fluid beneath the skin the entire time.

The snake closed his eyes, hissing a long slow sound as he slowly relaxed his muscles, then tensed them again. The now fully round belly began to contract more than just from sucking in his belly's muscles had. At the same time, the scales on his black and blue hips began to spread with the expansion of mass beneath his powerful tail. The growth was soon evident on his thighs as well, and even at the base of his tail.

Like cream being poured into a dark coffee, pink blossomed to the surface of Basil's rear cheeks and thighs. The bright color swirled as if just beneath the scales, starting to dissipate more and more as in front his pregnant belly contracted again and again. By the time it was nearly flat, all of his white scales had taken on a slight pink hue and the blue stripes in his darker areas had shifted towards purple.

Basil clenched his stomach down the rest of the way flat and groaned as he felt the last of his boyfriend being absorbed up by his uterine walls. A moment later, his shaft spasmed, starting to spray against the tile in a hands-free orgasm. Simultaneously, his folds between his thighs quivered and began to gush vaginal fluids as well. Pressing his tail down more firmly onto the tile beneath his feet for support, the snake was wracked by a dual orgasm all at once.

Amidst the discharge from his labial folds, something large and pink splattered out and landed on the floor of the shower. The foreign object was rapidly being rinsed off by the stream running over the snake's body and off of his tautly tensing testes. Basil panted heavily, taking a few moments of stroking from his now perfectly trim midsection to his expanded and enhanced backside. The serpent hissed and caressed the wide swell of mass that had taken up residence on his rump and thighs, up to his much wider hips.

Eventually, he had drifted far enough into afterglow to be curious as to what that sound had been. When he looked, he chuckled warmly. Laying on the tiles, starting to drift towards the drain, was Laurel's apron. He'd never taken it off his boyfriend the whole time. The bow at the back looked strained, most likely from the earlier inflation. Basil carefully used the tip of his tail to toss it against the tiled side of the shower cubicle so it wouldn't block the drainage.

Slowly, the serpent reached down to turn off the stream of warm water, before turning to press open the glass door with his palms. He let out a happy sigh as he walked out of the tile-lined shower, returning his hands to his southern curves. Basil couldn't stop stroking and squeezing his hips as he stood dripping on the bath mat, smirking. "All settled in, Laurel?"

In the back of the snake's mind he could hear his boyfriend's voice, clear but quivery. "That felt... wonderful..." He could easily picture the blush on the boyfriend's face, even though in his current shape he didn't have one.

Basil's smile softened to affection as he got out a towel and began to dry off his scales. The terry cloth smoothly slid over his body, kept taut by his grip in both hands. He worked the back and forth motion of the top edge from his shoulders down to the small of his back, before playfully pulling forward a bit more firmly to grind the soft towel into his tail's base, rump, and thighs.

He was rewarded with Laurel's voice, soft squeals of pleasure resonating through his mind. The bunny's essence was beyond bliss at his treatment as part of the snake's body, clear to be heard by his boyfriend.

"If you keep that up, I'll just make a mess of things." Basil teased affectionately. Indeed, the resonating pleasure coming from his passenger had driven his recently spent shaft back towards full hardness once more.

With a flustered huff, the bunny's reply came quickly. "Well, maybe you should just wear a condom around the house?"

The serpent tossed the towel into the hamper and began to walk again, closing his eyes for a moment to take in the extra wobble and sway his locomotion granted him. Basil crooned, opening his eyes as he navigated his way out of the bathroom and towards the kitchen once more. "You just want me to save my loads for you to bake with." He teased lightly, his powerful tail slithering behind him.

Laurel only gave a bashful murmur in reply to that, neither confirming nor denying the teasing accusation.

Basil took a deep breath of the chocolate scent filling up the house on his way. As he crossed the last threshold, he perked up. The alarm on the oven had started to beep the moment he arrived back at the kitchen. "Told you I had the timing down..." He crooned playfully, slipping around the island on his way towards the timer. He blushed lightly as he ground his now wider hip into the side of the counter.

"Sorry, dear..." He muttered in reply to the sound of surprise he heard from the bunny below while he put on some oven mitts. He carefully opened the oven and took the pan out, turning and setting it down on their range. He pivoted, taking off the mitts as he headed towards the knife block, only to be halted by his boyfriend's voice in the back of his mind.

"Oh no you don't. No cutting the brownies for another hour. Set the timer." Laurel spoke clearly, his earlier fluster gone. "If you were to cut them now or in a few minutes when they were cool enough to handle, well," He paused, apparently for dramatic effect. "The brownies would be terrible. They must be allowed to set."

Basil sighed with a pout on his lips. He reached back and groped over one side of his rear in one hand. Grinning at the squeak of surprise that got rocketing up to his mind, the snake ground his other palm into his opposite hip. "Well, I'll just have to spend that time feeling over all this wonderful squish you've so generously given me!" He giggled breathily at the flustered whine that rose up within his mind at that.