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Basil had been working too hard. In more ways than one, at times. Getting wrapped up in some incredibly busy projects meant he had very little time to relax - or to get some relief. When he finally had a long weekend to spend away from work, he was looking forward to kicking up his feet and thinking about something other than all his many responsibilities. Not to mention blowing off some of that pent up steam.

Maybe he could invite someone over. It was going to take a lot of effort to hold back from fulfilling his every single appetite with them, but that was the risk anyone took spending some intimate time with a big, well-hung snake like that. First though, he had to make sure he had a little privacy. Stepping into his shared home, he called out for his roommates.

"Monty? Vostros?"

There was no answer. He was ready to just shrug and start thumbing through his contacts for someone who looked particularly fuckable - and delicious - when he caught a hint of something. A little flick of his tongue had him catch even more of it. In his worked up state, he was extra sensitive to all sorts of pheromones, and he caught a combined reptilian musk emanating from Monty's room upstairs. Basil recognized the sexy scent of his roommates in a heartbeat. Seemed like they were already having some fun without them.

Just walking up the stairs to get closer to that cloud of masculine musk was enough to get him starting to tent his shorts. It was already a warm enough day, and the sex his two were seemingly having had worked out such a potent cloud of warmth, enticing aromas for Basil to inhale and sample with his flicking tongue. He didn't bother to knock. Surely they knew projecting such irresistible scents meant they were going to get company.

"Alright you two, what's the big idea getting started ... without me ..."

Basil's teasing tone grew more stunned when he actually registered what he just walked in on. He expected to see his two roommates going at it, but there was only one of them there. A quick scan of the scene explained everything. There was Monty, and no one else. The purple dragon was fast asleep, sprawled luxuriantly on his bed, arms behind his head to show off just how much of a sweat he'd worked up in his indulgent exertion. Two sets of clothing were strewn around the room, but Vostros had apparently already been dealt with, judging by the slow, calm churning in the aftermath of finishing him off.

Those nuts were absolutely packed full of fresh spunk, sloshing with the dragon's panting breath. There wasn't a trace of Vortros left but for the fully churned contents of Monty's balls. Basil was too late to watch the show, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the results. There was the question of who was going to cover that third of the rent in the back of his mind, but otherwise, the snake was nothing but amused and aroused to see what had happened.

Basil hopped up and got between the dragon's thighs, reaching forth to lay his hands on those nuts just to make sure Vostros really was gone. Some kneading and rubbing revealed there was nothing in those balls but for cum. All that remained of the lizard was a fat load, and it needed some coaxing out. The snake slowly stripped from his shorts, and then his shirt, but made sure not to take his hands off that sack for too long. Just a little kneading was enough to make it audibly churn once more, and to make Monty's eyes slowly open once more. He offered a sleepy glance at the snake between his legs.

"Oh, good morning," the dragon said with a yawn.

Basil could speak mostly clearly with his mouth full. "Just couldn't resist, hmm? I was wondering who would get who, the way you were eyeing each other."

"Mmhmm," Monty simply said, barely moving as he basked in the afterglow of melting down his former roommate.

"Need help with those?" Basil laid his palms on the edge of the bed, looming a little closer, flicking his tongue towards those prey-filled balls.

"Maybe a little. Maybe a lot." Monty offered a sleepy grin and remained where he was, fully exposed, all on offer to the snake.

"Mmm. Worked up quite the musk haven't you? I bet you two really went at it before you churned him down," Basil teased as he flicked his tongue right at the centre of those balls, taking in their emanating, steaming warmth. It was enough to mist the windows.

"Oh yes. Lizard's quite a bottom. And a preyslut too. I just had to suggest stuffing him in my dick and he almost dove down himself." The dragon gave a long, lingering look, along with a sly smile. "Why? Were you looking to join him?"

"We'll see about that. First I have to get a good taste, don't I?" Basil casually answered, shrugging off the suggestion.

"Can't argue with that."

Monty had no further teasing when he felt a pair of snake lips wrapping around his extra sensitive cock. He was even thicker than usual thanks to digesting Vostros. Good prey always made his dick fat, and that meant Basil had to stretch his jaws wide open just to fit them around the very tip of that predatory shaft. He took his time, slowly suckling and dragging his tongue along that broad cockslit, lapping up all the precum he could possibly swallow.

"Mmm ..." he moaned, half-hissing it.

Monty just growled his satisfaction to have the snake slowly sucking him off. It was already enough to make the dragon throb, to make him leak even more of those thick juices for Basil to guzzle. He leaned back even deeper into his pillow, bucking his hips slowly while Basil swallowed his way down deeper and deeper on that dick. Though the snake's main focus was tasting, sampling as much of that extra-musky cock as he possibly could. They always tasted the best after churning someone, as if they had somehow combined lizard and dragon flavours in one.

"You know, that's exactly where he was yesterday. He must have sucked me off for hours, just savouring and worshipping the same dick that churned him up. I wonder where you'll end up once you get that flavour deep in your senses?"

Basil didn't feel the need to respond. Instead, he just slipped deeper down on that shaft, showing off just how easily snakes could swallow. Maybe it was a little tease of his own. Monty wouldn't be the first dragon he'd eaten. He kept going until Monty just had to groan, scooting back, wiggling a bit on the bed with the snake's lips kissing right up on the scales of his groin. That entire shaft fit snugly inside Basil's throat, bulging it out slightly but not giving even the slightest pause. Nobody sucked dick quite like a snake.

Monty reached for Basil's head, resting his palms there to lightly press down, making the snake smooch up against his crotch and balls alike all the more firmly. His nuts churned hard while the horny serpent sucked him off, making them churn and clench, spurting out enough precum that Basil had to give the occasional noisy gulp. It was enough to already fill him up to a pretty impressive extent, but he could swallow so much more. He was latched on and not letting go until he got what he wanted.

Despite all his teasing, Monty soon found himself fully under Basil's control. It made him grunt and grind his dick on that forked tongue while it flicked and groped all over his engorged meat. There was a nice mix of drool and pre alike cascading down from the snake's lower lip, streaming juices over those plump balls while they twitched away all throughout the heavy pumping pleasure.

It didn't take long for the snake to get more intense with his generous administrations of pleasure. From a slow, slathering bob and lick to a swift, lusty lunge up and down that huge shaft, he sloppily suckled and nursed all that precum he could get. Things just got noisier as they got wetter, partly drowning out the dragon's growly groans with all the schluck schluck schluck sounds. The dragon's scales were glistening, he stretched and squirmed his legs on the bed, and the snake simply wouldn't relent, never pausing for breath, constantly swallowing that entire shaft at once. For a blowjob, it had a certain sense of dominance.

"Ohhh, fuck, I knew you were good at this but ... fuck," was the best Monty could come up with he clutched his head, blazing with the rising ecstasy that was ready to milk all that prey-cum out of his balls.

Basil perhaps slightly smirked in the middle of his sucking, but he didn't let that teasing break his focus. He only got faster. Bottoming out with the dragon's dick fully engulfed in his mouth and throat, he lingered there, kneading his lips, kissing, licking, and simply squeezing with the power of his serpentine gullet. That constant, undulating massage, applying so much squeezing pressure to that thickly engorged dragon dick was enough to finally make Monty blow, to milk him of everything he'd managed to make the lizard into. Vostros was delicious.

Despite how hard that dick was flexing and spasming, Basil refused to budge. That cum was his. He took the first shot deep in his gullet, and from there he just worked on long, deep, rolling gulps to suck it all down as the dragon nutted hard in his throat. It was enough to fill the snake's belly up until it started rounding out, and Monty just kept cumming, gushing and glrsshing loudly as he fucked that eager mouth. Nothing could break the snake's focus, nothing slowed his constant glurking of that fat load of spunk until he'd fully drained Monty's swollen nuts absolutely dry.

Those balls slowly shrunk down to a smaller and smaller size while Basil milked them, but they still ended up plumped up more than twice their usual size once he finally ran out of cum to pump into the snake. The serpent suckled just a little longer, making sure he got absolutely every single drop he could possibly drink from that huge dragon dick. Only when Monty sighed and slumped down, panting, staring at the ceiling did Basil finally let him go. It was a long, messy process of pulling off that cock with a great big splurching POP.

Cum and snake saliva alike went soaring through the air, raining down on both hot scaly bodies. Basil knelt there, savouring the taste on his tongue a little longer before simply making a show of lapping at his own lips, cleaning up as much of the mess as he could. He had Monty completely under his spell. The dragon barely moved, but for the occasional squirm as the lingering pleasure turned into one hell of an afterglow. The creamed contents of the dragon's balls, everything that remained of Vostros was sloshing around inside Basil, but somehow the snake was much less debilitated by the whole thing than Monty was himself.

"Not bad, not bad. You're certainly a good predator," Basil hissed, "But what do you think ..."

He left that hanging for a while as he crawled forth. The dragon watched him closely, but didn't move, still all splayed out as if on offer to the seductive serpent. Basil moved his heavy belly and stiff shaft across the dragon's scales, lightly grinding on him. He didn't fully settle his weight down until he had his knees on either side of the dragon's head. Once glance down at that handsome draconic visage and he gave a little smirk before settling down nice and firmly right on Monty's face, nuts first.

" ... about these?"

It was such a long delay for that punchline, but that didn't make it any less effective. He thumped down and slowly teabagged that drained dragon, humping, grinding, utterly smothering Monty in his own scent. After all that sampling of the dragon's musky taste, he was still feeling plenty dominant all his own. It didn't take Monty long to start huffing and even licking those sizable balls resting on his snout. He knew how to appreciate such an impressive set, bringing a satisfied ssssss out of the snake mounting his face.

"I won't lie. You looked hot with your balls all full of prey-cum like that. I bet I might have even been tempted to join him if I got to watch you churning him down. Yet here I am, and I can't think of anything but how good a dragon like you would feel as a load of snake jizz."

The dragon was really in no position to give much of a rebuttal aside from a long, deep slurp of his tongue from nuts to taint and back again. It didn't take him long to utterly bask in worshipping the dommy snake. Basil revelled in the attention, warmly hissing, slowly rubbing his nuts back and forth to make sure to get that musk all over his potential prey. After remaining there for several minutes, making sure Montiga was utterly immersed in that rich snake scent, brimming with temptation, he made his intentions extra clear.

"I want you all for myself, Monty."

He didn't wait for the dragon's response. Pressing down nice and firmly, he completely framed Monty's face in the heft of his own sack. There was nowhere to go, nothing to breathe but for pure snake. The dragon huffed him a little deeper, offering some more wet slurps, slathering up heavy balls until they were nice and shiny. Basil kept him there, all but drowning in pure scent until he finally lifted up enough to let Monty gasp for a few seconds.

It wasn't a reprieve, it was just a transition. Basil wetly stroked his cock a few times before tilting his hips down and laying the tip on the dragon's lips. Monty couldn't help but give it a little smooch, and soon after opened to let it slowly slide along his tongue and into his mouth. The dragon didn't suckle with quite the same eagerness, meekly tasting and sampling a flavour even more potent than his own. Not even churning up a whole lizard could make him quite as deliciously musky as that utterly potent snake.

"You like the way it tastes, don't you? I bet you could make it taste even better. I'd smell so good absorbing you for my own. Is that what you want, Monty?"

Monty didn't have much room to speak with his mouth around that big fat dick. Basil slowly withdrew, easing back to slip his cock from the dragon's mouth. Then he asked again.

"You want to be my cum load?"

He looked like he was going to actually say something, maybe still grappling with the idea, but finally Monty couldn't give anything more than a slow nod. They both knew what he wanted, and where he belonged. It was just a matter of accepting it. That was going to be easy when it felt so good just basking there in Basil's warming presence.

Rather than shoved him in headfirst, Basil slipped slowly back, stroking his balls along the dragon's naked body to further mark him with the scent he was going to contribute to. He stopped at the dragon's feet, taking Monty by the ankles and just kneading his thumbs into those scaly soles for a time. Everything he did, he did gently, taking his time, easing towards his meal. All that despite how hard his nuts were pumping with anticipation, already giving some preliminary churns and flexes while he thought about melting down his handsome roommate into his next load.

"Just relax. I'll do everything it takes to make you some juicy snakespunk," Basil teased, offering a little smile as he introduced his cock to the bottom of those feet.

From there, he started ever so slowly easing forth one single scale at a time. Neither of them were going to get to experience any of that moment again. Basil saw no reason not to enjoy it. He made sure to reach forth and admire every inch of the dragon's fine hide before he engulfed it in the squishy squeeze of his hungry cock. Juices poured out around Monty's ankles while he got ever so slowly consumed,

"You're going to make such a good meal for my balls," Basil hissed, flicking his tongue. "I bet you're going to churn up into so much cum, too. Going to weigh me right down."

Monty just nodded some more, going all with the whole thing, dipping deeper and deeper into the relative warmth of the snake's shaft. A dragon's blood was hotter of course, spreading the heat to the serpent, keeping Basil as soothed as he was horny. He gave a long sigh, just holding his cock around the dragon's feet, squeezing it with his hands a few times before he finally started flexing again. They had all the time in the world to be together. It was going to be forever after all.

Once he moved up along his prey's legs, Basil sped up just slightly. He was still inching along, slowly slathering up those calves and then thighs with the juices of his desire. His cock leaked more and more as he got near Monty's own fattened balls and shaft. Those were going to be a lot to take in, but he kept easing along, taking it as slow as he wanted until he started squeezing up around the dragon's hips, minute by minute. It hardly felt like as long as it really was, but when Monty glanced over to the alarm clock on his bedside table, nearly a whole hour had passed just to get that snake dick up under his own balls.

Before just swallowing down that cock for his own, Basil attended to it with copious generosity. He grasped that well-fed dragon shaft in both hands and simply started kneading it up and down, squeezing firmly, carefully. By then, Monty had been stiff for hours, but the dragon didn't complain. Basil knew how to handle him when he was ever so sensitive, twitching and trembling with lingering desire. Just feeling that bulging snake cock wrapped around his legs, and pushing up to the base of his tail while it engulfed his butt and balls was enough to leave Monty throbbing right down.

"I'm going to take all that juicy girth, all that luscious virility, and add it to my own." Basil flicked his tongue at his prey, then grinned. "You've been building it up just for me, haven't you? Acting a pred so you're even more of a meal for whoever finally gets you."

Monty offered a small smirk. "Maybe. But I'm waiting to see if you get me all the way down. Or if those balls of yours can even handle me."

They both knew Basil's predatory prowess wasn't in question. Monty was just teasing, perhaps to get himself even more thoroughly churned. Could he work those nuts up through words alone? That was one thing that remained to be seen. He got his tail lifted by the snake's cock easing up underneath it, pushing it to his back while Basil finally got to work on that dragon shaft. All the extra heft, all the padding Monty wore on his gear thanks to Vostros pleasantly bulged down Basil's dick, adding some extra stretching to the sloppy, noisy swallowing.

The slow but constant gllk of that hungry spire made such a mess, squeezing out all the excess precum Basil was already producing thanks to the feeling of the dragon's scales rubbing the inside of his member. Once he finally schlurked his way over the top of Monty's shaft and squeezed down on the dragon's trim belly, kneading into those scaled muscles with some deep, ravenous clenches, he paused once more. That was quite a milestone. The shape of the dragon's cock slowly descended down that bulging shaft, along with the rounded outline of his nuts.

Basil moved even more gradually from there. Not because he had to. He wanted to watch that lust-drunk expression on Monty's face for as long as he could, savouring him down to the very last clench. That was around when the dragon's feet finally dipped into the snake's nuts, sloshing around in the prepared spunk already simmering around in there. There was going to be so much more. The inward churning and grumbling was enough to already get Monty's toes tingling a little.

It was ever so tight. Basil made sure to squeeze down on his prey every inch of the way, giving an intense full-body massage to the dragon's form as if to squeeze him dry. Monty wasn't cumming anymore, but he was still hard, still enjoying the slippery grind all the way down, even if he was slightly numb to pleasure by then. That meditative yet horny state was only interrupted by the occasional little taunt from the snake. Only because he knew how much Monty loved it.

Tucking the dragon's hands in alongside his hips, Basil continued on, pumping and pulsing with anticipation. He was achingly horny by then, but he was patient. It would all be worth saving up to the incredible final release once Monty was really, truly his. Eventually he inched his way all the way up that scaly tail, massaging Monty's back as he went. Loudly slurping along, he watched the minutes ticking away, watched the sun duck down over a hill in the distance as he briefly gazed out the window. Mostly though, his attention was purely on his prey, and all the lovely expressions of pleasure and submission alike Monty made as he went down.

When he tucked his meaty shaft right up under the dragon's chin, Basil paused once more. Montiga looked incredible like that. He reached down and offered some teasing pushes, gently tapping on the top of the dragon's head, or just ruffling his hair. Flicking his tongue in Monty's face, he leaned in close enough to lay a kiss on his prey's lips. Monty sucked on that forked tongue briefly, but let it go as soon as Basil slipped back to lick his lips.

"Look at that. One more flex, and you're my meal. How does it feel knowing you've left your fate entirely in my hands?" he softly asked the dragon, who took a considerable amount of time to reply after dwelling in a rich, pure musk-induced haze for so long.

"Feels ... right ..."

He sounded like he was either out of breath or just half asleep. The dragon was lost in a sea of scents, of dreamy pleasure and stimulation from all sides. He could hardly move a muscle, and when he did, it just made that musky cock clamp down on him all the harder. It was enough to squeeze some of the air out of his lungs, but he was never uncomfortable, never anything but blissfully aroused and ready to accept his sloppy fate deep down in those noisily churning snake balls.

"That's right. It's where you belong. But you already knew that. You look so good like that, but you're going to look even better the next time I see you." Basil lightly chuckled, vibrating his body around his prey. "Maybe I'll decorate your room, paint the walls with the spunk you're gonna be. I wonder if I can get your scent out of here. Replace it with mine."

Finally, he made a show of giving one last long swallow, thrusting his hips, rolling his body with the showy effort of finishing off Montiga in one hot, slurping gulp all at once. He enveloped Monty's features with a heavy glurrp and got those handsome features bulging out in his well-stretched shaft. Monty's expression grew more and more lost as he got all wrapped up in the musky inner flesh hugging him from every side. Basil made sure to reach down and stroke along his face, teasing him one more time before he was totally gone.

"It feels good, doesn't it?"

"Tastes even better ... " Monty managed to reply, though of course the words came out largely muffled. Basil knew what he meant.

That gulp was a drawn out one, but still one constant flex. The dragon's legs started curling up where they accumulated in the bottom of the snake's nuts. The rest of him slowly followed, leaving him in a sitting position, then squeezing down on his chest, bringing the gasps out of him. Basil's sack sagged lower and lower, swelling out with the shapely outline of the sexy dragon. One more good, juicy glurrrp echoed out from that twitching cock and finally pumped the dragon's head into his balls. The weight made them hang right down to the bed where he knelt in the bed, filling out the space between his thighs with bloated, prey-stuffed nuts down to the very last scale.

When Monty was fully tucked away at last, Basil's cock gave a satisfied throb that made it thump up against his cum-filled belly, dripping and smearing excess precum all over himself. He was still absolutely engorged with all the dragon cream he'd chugged down, all that former lizard that Monty had so generously pumped out for him with enough milking. Between that and his nuts hugging around the curled up form of the dragon inside him, he was all but ready to collapse. Not before he got into a good position to appreciate all the gurgling still to come.

Flopping over onto his side, he managed to roll onto his back with plenty of sloshing and wobbling. Letting out a hissing sigh, he slumped down and laid back with his arms behind his head - much like he'd found Monty sleeping off Vostros earlier that same day. He was pretty sure there were no other predators coming in to upstage him, though. Snakes truly were at the top of the food chain when it came to predatory skills. Though it was going to take a long time to digest all that dragon. Monty was a heavy, utterly filling meal for Basil's hungry nuts.

There was still plenty of the day left to enjoy the digestive process, and Basil was going to need it. He made sure to encourage his nuts to do their thing with some deep, kneading rubs, but even all worked up like that it was going to be a while. That was fine with Basil. The snake luxuriantly lounged his way through the early stages of noisy glrrrshes and glurrrns as his balls started flexing more aggressively around Monty. The dragon was perfectly comfortable in there, rubbing himself against the walls, even jerking off to the pleasure of bathing in pure musky snake spunk.

"I can feel that, Monty. But something tells me you don't care," the snake teased, pressing in and prodding at his prey while the dragon worked himself into something of a frenzy. What he could manage with his energy so diminished anyway.

"Nope. Enjoying this too much. It's so ... it's so much," the dragon panted, working himself into a dizzy haze of pleasure and lust. "You're good at this."

"Very good at this," Basil responded with a little nod.

Rocking back and forth with the slowly swaying tides of snake cum, Monty stroked his shaft, lubed up with all the cream around him. He humped the walls, jostling that squeezing prison that ever so slowly churned him away, grunting and growling to himself while he lost himself in the pleasure that made his own balls pump and tighten. While he might have already shot the load that he made of Vostros, he still had more to give. Digesting someone upped his productivity too. He was soon leaking enough precum to add to the mess around him, spurting it into the slowly rising levels of thick jizz soaking into his scales, permanently marking him with the snake's fine scent.

"You're so hot for being my cum," Basil chuckled, patting that bulge while it wobbled with the dragon's effort to finish off one more time. "You've been thinking about it, haven't you?"

Monty didn't give an outright answer to that. His mouth was full. His actions probably spoke for him well enough. Basil had him all worked up into a flurry, a frenzy of pumping, stroking motions, moaning out loud in those nuts, only to muffle himself when he wrapped his lips around his own cock in the midst of his intense pleasure, still groaning with lust.

Of course, the sound was mostly muffled where it wasn't just outright drowned out by the occasional rise in wet, sloppy gurgles. Basil still heard it just fine. He prided himself on how much pleasure he could bring to his prey, how he could so easily coax the snake into loving his complete and utter submission to a bigger predatory appetite. When getting digested was enough to make the dragon cum, Basil couldn't help but grin.

A mix of a shaken moan and something of a roar echoed deep within the wet chamber where Monty dwelt. He bellowed with delight as his dick went extra rigid between his lips, bulging, swelling, and then he twitched madly as he blew another load straight down his own throat. He chugged as much as he possibly could before slipping off that hose of dragon cum and letting the rest splash all over himself and his surroundings alike.

Painting the walls with his seed meant it poured down all over his glistening scales, leaving him sloshing in the stuff as he writhed with ecstasy, pouring out all the remaining contents of his balls into Basil's own. It splattered and rained down on him, somehow leaving him even more drenched than before. Yet for as thick as his musk might have been, it was soon utterly smothered out by the snake scent wafting into his flared nostrils with every huff and pant.

From there, Monty simply slumped down, sighing out as if to accept his impending fate. He was still plenty excited, even still hard, but he was too drained to think about getting off again. At least not yet. Maybe he would have energy for it later, if there was anything less to rub. Basil hefted his balls in both hands and just let them drop again, shaking up their contents and leaving Monty completely, utterly painted in all the snake cum. His own was indistinguishable in all the mess by then. There wasn't a single scale on his body that wasn't covered in snake cum. Plenty of it got inside of him, too.

Monty didn't mind swallowing down another generous amount of the creamy stuff while he basked and lounged there, heating the snake's balls from the inside. Basil soaked up all that dragon warm while he lazed, sometimes rubbing, sometimes just relaxing. Minutes ticked by and the gurgling noises were a constant drone, not quite escalating yet, but not diminishing either. They remained steady, annihilating the dragon little by little. He was digesting Monty almost imperceptibly slowly, but as the minutes turned into a full hour, there was definitely progress.

Basil had to feel for himself. He reached down and ran carefully his palms around the silhouette of the dragon lounging in his nuts. It wouldn't do to rub too hard and hurry things along. Monty felt mostly solid after the first few strokes, but it didn't take long for Basil to notice a bit of give. He pressed down just a little more firmly to be sure. Monty was still dragon-shaped, but he was getting softer, more malleable, shifting and conforming to the snake's every squeeze while his body got slowly converted into cum.

"Getting there, dragon prey. One churn at a time. I don't mind if I end up digesting you all night. Do you?"

"Hmmmmm ..." came Monty's answer. It was a mix of pondering out loud and simply moaning.

"Not that it matters all that much what you think, of course," Basil added with a little prod to his prey.

Eventually, Basil just stopped keeping track of time. It was all about relaxing and savouring the feeling of loudly, wetly claiming the dragon for his own. His balls were slightly shrinking around his prey while they clenched inwards with just a slightly increased intensity. A nice sloppy hug around Monty's features showed off the stunned, frozen expression on his face. The dragon was imprisoned in pleasure, musk drunk and nearly blank by then. How long had he even been down there? One hour? Two? Three? It didn't matter. The end result was still going to be the same.

It wasn't until there came a particularly prominent squeeze followed by a heavy GLURK that Basil found himself making obvious progress. The constant kneading of his nuts around his prey allowed him to find a weak spot. A little bit of Monty got squished inwards, too soft to hold together under the constant rumbling churns and sloshes. From there, Basil just hissed to himself, flicking his tongue with satisfaction as he watched his balls do what they did best. There was no need to rush them along, no need to manually squeeze. They did all the clenching on their own.

"Hmmf. Think they're waking up. Almost there, Monty. Your patience shall be rewarded."

From there the snake couldn't help but start stroking his cock again. It was a slow, gradual rub. He wasn't trying to make himself cum. Not before he made that dragon into his next load. He was simply basking in the pleasure that came with squishing Monty down to a more and more compact form, in smoothing over everything that was distinguishable about that dragon while he simmered him down to a rounded, nearly formless shape. There was still enough left to know that it was a person in there, but that vague silhouette hardly resembled Monty anymore. It could have been anyone.

It was almost morning once Basil finally sat up once more. He saw the light creeping in through the window while he finally started clenching down of his own accord. It was impossible to resist. He had to finish off that dragon. Feeling him fading got Basil too excited. With both hands wrapped firmly around the base of his cock, he pumped himself into a frenzy, spurting precum straight up into the air with every stroke while he flexed hard around the digesting form of Monty. Part cum, part dragon, he was getting a little more liquefied with every passing second.

"Oh yes, that's it Monty, that's it. A little tighter for you now. Fill me up so good. Getting there, yessss ... yes!"

What started as a sultry hiss ended as simply a shout as Basil's balls clenched up with all their might around that rounded semblance of the dragon with a powerful, final SPLURCH. The sound was as abrupt as the gurgling groan that followed was drawn out. Basil gave a sharp hiss, drooling with pleasure as he finally snuffed out his roommate in his nuts, finishing off a fellow predator to claim all his power for his own. Or at least, Basil was going to get a lot of cum and a fatter dick out of it.

Slowing his stroking, he huffed for a while, rolling his body with the undulations of his balls. There was still plenty of glorping left to do. His nuts were sagging, rounding out with the incredible volume and weight of all that former dragon turning into spunk, but they were only going to get bigger. Though he was drenched in juices, sweating, steaming, swimming in musk, Basil didn't much feel like moving. Not if it meant dragging that load around. Instead, he just laid back on the dragon's own bed and spoke to no one in particular, just for his own amusement.

"See you later, Monty. Can't wait to jizz you out like the nutsludge you are."

With that, he laid back and simply let the enduring pleasure carry him to sleep, no matter how horny he still was. Basil remained rigid all throughout his lengthy nap. He slept from the early morning well into the afternoon, undisturbed by the truly impressive grumbling and splorching that came from his balls. Now and then he reached down and rubbed himself a little, totally unconsciously. Even his sleeping self couldn't keep his hands off his balls when they were getting so supremely plump with all the cum made out of former pred-dragon.

It wasn't the gentlest of awakenings. A particularly urgent throb of his cock jolted Basil from his pleasantly horny dreams. He sat up with a gasp, only to smirk at the sloppy sight. Oozing through the hours of slumber had left him utterly coated in his own precum, soaked from his belly to his chest, and all around too. The room was engulfed in snake musk. It was made all the more potent by claiming Monty, as if he'd somehow inherited the most pleasant parts of the dragon's scent. He had to sample it a little with a few good flicks of his tongue.

"Oh, look at the mess you made, Monty! And kept me sleeping for so long, too. Well, I suppose it's too late for breakfast, but I'm sure you'll make an excellent late lunch."

It took some effort to wriggle and struggle to a sitting position again. Those balls were pumping hard, audibly flexing and straining with their engorging contents. The slightest movement was enough to produce an exceptional sloshing sound, jiggling that load around while Basil's cock trembled with the rising pressure. He needed his release and he needed it immediately. All that buildup, all that slow simmering and relaxing had all led to that very moment. To make absolutely certain he didn't miss out on his meal, he stretched his jaws wide as only a snake could and lunged for his own cock.

Latching on tight, he swallowed it about halfway down, locking his lips around it in a tight seal. He wasn't wasting a single drop. His belly had mostly shrunken back down to regular size after sleeping off the last cum load, but he was going to bloat himself all over again with his cock tip pointed straight at his gut like that. He was sure he could handle it, especially when he was so hungry. His belly rumbled in anticipation once he started sucking, producing an excess schlurk as his drool mixed with all the pre absolutely gushing out of him. It was enough to make him have to gulp before he even blew his load.

"Mmrf ... that's it. I want to see that new form of yours. I bet you look even better like this. Taste better, too."

As a snake he was an expert at speaking with his mouth full. Monty couldn't hear him of course. It was entirely for his own fun while he got ready to drink down a few gallons of his own fresh cum. He opened his gullet, already chugging before that climax even hit. The pleasure built and made him shudder, made him pump and bulge with the feral, undulating rhythm of an uncontrollable cumshot. He had to squeeze tightly just to keep that twitching spire in his mouth, but he was determined, gripping hard, gulping hungrily until that cream finally splashed into the back of his ready gullet.

It wasn't a series of shots so much as it was a constant hose of fresh jizz straight into the snake's swiftly bloating belly. Basil's cock remained engorged all throughout that massive release while he messily swallowed it all as quickly as he possibly could. Seconds went by, and he was still cumming, still pouring it all out thanks to those balls flexing up extra tight between his thighs while they slowly shrank, releasing all their creamed contents in a seemingly endless gush. Then it was minutes. Basil's gullet stretched and bulged with the effort to just fit all that spunk at once, and his belly just kept getting bigger.

He got nice and round when he drank Monty's load of former Vostros, but this was something even bigger. His nuts were just more productive, or maybe that dragon was just a bigger, more fulfilling meal. Either way, he found his gut spilling into his lap while he stuffed himself stupid, felt himself bloating to such a size that he could barely move anymore. That didn't dissuade him. He just hugged that cock against his belly and kept milking it dry until he finally felt the flow starting to slow. It still wasn't the end.

From there, he had something more like a regular climax, spurting out regular ropes with a pause between for him to recover. He'd been breathing just fine with the air coming in through his glottis while he sucked, but even he was starting to feel a little dizzy. As determined as Basil might have been to drink every last drop of cum that used to be Monty, he was starting to stretch to a point that was a strain even for an elastic-bellied snake. A few more swallows to top off the tank, to make sure he was absolutely full, and he finally pulled off of his own shaft with a suckling POP and a spray of spunk straight up into the air.

Even then, there were a few last spurts for him to get through. He'd been cumming for almost half an hour. His head was spinning, his balls were nearly numb from the constant squeezing to milk out the very last drops of seed. He let those pour all over his face, and his belly. Flopping back, he didn't even bother to stroke or lick. The orgasm worked itself out, splattering its last sprays around the room when Basil wasn't just painting his own scales in spunk. He twitched his way to the very last trickles, dribbling a few thinner shots down his prey-fattened cock once it was finally allowed to soften.

By then, Basil had spent the better part of a full day just to hit that moment, and it was all so very worth it. The glowing feeling that overtook him after cumming Montiga out was enough to nearly paralyze. In a good way. He sighed, he licked his chops in a futile effort to clean himself up, and then he just worked to rapidly flick his tongue, sucking down all the new, mixed musk Monty had helped him make. There was a little dragon left in the smell of all that jizz, and plenty of that taste on Basil's palette too, though of course the room was mostly drenched in pure, raunchy snake, overtaking all else. It was going to be a permanent sort of mark. That was his territory now.

"Huff. Well. I had high hopes for you, Monty," Basil murmured, mostly to himself. "And you were even better than I expected. You already tasted good. Smelled good, too. But you're so much better like this. I'm going to digest you all over again and add you to my body for a second time. Enjoy being nothing but dick fat and spunk."

Down two roommates, there were all sorts of important tasks for Basil to consider, but he wasn't in any sort of state to take care of them at that moment. Another sigh, and he gently kneaded his overengorged belly, sometimes groaning as it loudly glorped around the load of jizz he'd gulped down without hesitation. It was too much, but that was the point. Indulgences like that only came once in a lifetime. And as much as he enjoyed the dragon's company, it was ever so worth it just to enjoy all those heavenly sensations that came with such a predatory triumph. Maybe it was time for another short nap before he even thought about moving again.