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**A Sneaky Snake

By: VeronicaFoxx

For: BlazingPelt**

Jake had been at the bar for about two hours by the point someone caught his eye, or rather his ear. He was looking for a quickie, high as a kite, and more than a little drunk, but he still had standards after all. He wasn't after just any kind of dick; he wanted something special, something different, something that would help commemorate this moment. His dealer had gotten some extremely good weed and was going to be keeping it in stock for the foreseeable future, and Jake wanted this high to be memorable. And that's why the odd rattling sound caught his attention.

It was definitely someone different, a rattlesnake, the end of its tail a hardened set of chambers that made a curious clatter with each step. Tall, taller than Jake at least, with wide hips, but not exactly feminine. Or at least not as feminine as the cat. Jake wore cut off jean shorts that accentuated his own slim frame and a crop top that clung to his chest. The snake wore a leather vest that hung open to show the scales along his chest and stomach, with cargo pants and boots. And he was definitely on the prowl.

The feline couldn't help but follow the reptile, drawn by the sound and sight, the striking pattern of his scales. The rattler also appeared to be looking for something in particular, scanning over the bar patrons as he strolled through it, giving a thorough once over to everyone he looked at. He reached the back of the establishment, then turned and headed back towards the entrance, seemingly disinterested in the pickings available. At least until his eyes caught Jake's.

The cat couldn't help but stare into those slitted golden orbs. It was like looking into pools of liquid metal with a slash of obsidian splitting them. The rattle on the snake's tail began a swift rhythm, soft but steady, almost hypnotic. The snake's tongue flicked out to slither at the air, its forked tip spreading and twisting, before it recoiled. Jake had found his memorable fuck, he was sure, and the snake had found his prey.

"You look like you like to party," the reptile observed, his voice low and husky. He stepped in close to press against the cat, one hand wrapping around the feline's waist as the other dug into his vest to produce a small pill. "I got something here that'll get you higher than anything you've ever had, and it'll make you hotter than a bitch in heat. Like E times twenty."

Jake only considered it for a bare second before leaning in to lick the small oblong from between the serpent's fingers, draining the last of his drink to wash it down.

"Give it about five minutes, and I promise you'll be feeling everything a hell of a lot more. It's gonna set you on fire."

Jake grinned and replied, "I'm already hot, and definitely for you, but a little more never hurts. I've been waiting for a special kind of guy. Wanna hook up?"

The rattlesnake leaned in further, pressing more firmly against the feline, setting his mouth close enough to Jake's ear that the next flick of his tongue tickled the fluff within. "I want to pound your ass into next week, and right now. Bathroom?"

Jake was surprised that the snake would suggest that. He seemed new to the bar, or at least the cat had never seen him before, but it was widely known that the stalls were fair game for fucking so long as you kept the noise down.

"Gimme a few minutes for this to kick in. I'll meet you there."

The snake grinned, revealing a hint of his hinged fangs, then strode towards the back of the bar once more. The cat couldn't help but watch the twitching rattle on the end of his tail, still purring away as it swayed from side to side. Whether it was the drug or just his own libido, Jake could feel a burn beginning in the pit of his stomach, pure desire that grew and urged him to hurry after. But it was only propriety to wait a few minutes, just so that everyone could pretend he wasn't about to do what he was about to do.

The warmth continued to spread and grow, so much that it felt like he was a bit too hot. He could smell every last scent: fur and alcohol, juice and tobacco, definitely some weed. He could hear every scratch and whisper, and every slight gust tingled his fur. He was hard, and needy, his shaft tenting his pants. Okay, it was definitely the drug, and he wasn't going to complain about it. No longer caring about how long it had been, he rushed to the back and slipped through the door into the bathroom.

It looked empty at first, but then he heard the click of a lock and turned to find the snake standing behind him, the door to the restroom firmly closed. He grinned so wide he thought his cheeks were going to split. It was gonna be a hell of a ride. The snake wasted no more time either, stepping forward, spinning the cat to face the mirror over the sinks, and pushing him forward so that his hips were pinned against the counter.

Jake huffed, and purred, grinding his hips against the cool faux-marble of the counter, feeling the chill of it in the pads on his fingers and palm, feeling his breath bounce back from the mirror to tickle his whiskers. Then his shorts were forcefully shoved downward without even unbuttoning them, pinching at his hips before the cloth gave way to let them pool at his ankles. The snake held him firmly, claws pricking at his skin, the scales along his chest and stomach stroking against the fur of the feline's back.

Jake nearly came at the feeling of something grinding against his rear, sliding between his cheeks, bumping against the base of his tail. His own shaft jumped, twitching upward to slap against the underside of the counter, splattering it with a jet of pre. The snake watched him in the mirror, his own eyes locked on the reptile's, losing himself in the sensations and those golden pools. The iris of wasn't just gold, but streaked with red and deep brown, streaks that drew one in further, almost swirling as he gazed into them. Then came the pressure against his tailhole, a weird one, something he hadn't felt before, like a pair of fingers tickling him.

"What's up with your cock?" he inquired, feeling the two bits of pressure lightly teasing against the ring of his anus.

"I'll show you." Then the snake pressed in, something filling the feline while something else continued to stroke between his cheeks. "It's called a hemipenis. I got double the fun."

And Jake did cum then, feeling one slim bit pressing into him, widening until it was at least half again as wide as a finger, the other hotdogging him and slicking his fur with pre. The snake pulled back, lining up the second head, and slammed himself home, bruising the cat's hips against the countertop, but he didn't care. He could feel every inch of it inside him with a clarity that had never existed before, every jet of pre that gushed in to coat his walls, every stroke that slid into him and out, pressing against his prostate and keeping him hard as a rock. Each slam caused his shaft to jerk, and the warmth that had claimed him seemed to burst into volcanic flame.

It started in his rear, almost like combing away loose fur, like shedding. He struggled to break the gaze that held him or to reach back and feel, but the serpent had him pinned and was pounding him hard enough that he'd bust his nose against the mirror if he moved his hands. The burning spread upward, creeping along his spine, his tail, seeping downward along his legs, forward to send him into another spasming orgasm as he came. He choked on the cry of ecstasy, a flood of pleasure the likes of which he had never felt before, as if he was emptying his balls of every last ounce of cum that he'd ever had in his life.

And upwards, further, sliding over his chest, shoulders, arms. And he could finally see it, finally see what was happening to him. Fur fell away to litter the countertop, scales spreading in its place. It burned but in a way that felt so damn good, like cumming with every inch of his body. He watched as it spread up his neck, along his jaw, the lower gaining a slight web between his spread lips. His mouth hung open in a silent cry as it claimed him fully, ears melting into the sides of his skull to leave behind hearing holes, hinged fangs dropping from the roof of his mouth to drip with venom, a second rattling sounding and ranging upwards in volume as he felt the snake finally fill him, gushing seed into his rear tunnel.

Then the rattler pulled back, leaving him to fall limp against the countertop, used and leaking and transformed from head to toe, no longer a feline. He was exhausted, but the afterglow was like a warm pillow that buoyed him. He clung to it, not knowing what else he could hang onto, as the snake unlocked the bathroom door and left without another word, left him standing there with his ripped shorts uselessly tangling his ankles and his ass in the air. The wolf that slammed open the door with an irritated growl took one look at him and smiled.

Well... This is certainly going to be a hell of a memory Jake thought as he lifted his tail invitingly.

The End