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There was a certain simplicity to the animal kingdom which Jamie had long ago learned to respect. There was no animosity in the way animals dealt with each other, every action was simply a means to an end. Whether that end was to satisfy their hunger, their lust, or to defend their territory, nature existed with only the most stoic of self-interests at the heart of its cruelty.

It was this admiration that had drawn the small otter to his career as a Zoo Attendant. It was not glamorous work, but the money was alright and the young otter had never had trouble finding work. There was one zoo Jamie had always longed to work at, however, and unlike the others this one rarely needed to open its hiring process to external applicants. Still, the boy worked, and he loved his work, but at least once a week he found himself looking for open positions.

"Jamie Otter" the boy said into the black plastic mouthpiece of his phone. He hoped he didn't sound as desperate as he felt, and as the receptionist on the other end of the phone fell silent to fulfill his request for application information, the otter fretted. It had been eight months since he'd begun to keep his eye on the Henry Doorly Zoo's website, and a position had finally opened up in the department he had always dreamed of working; the snake exhibit at the world's largest zoo would be the jewel of his young career.

"Alright, Mr. Otter. Interviews will begin next week. Please send us your cover letter, resume, references and proof of practical experience. If you are chosen for an interview, we'll inform you by Friday at the latest. Goodb--" the bored sounding woman on the other end of the phone was about to hang up when the otter cut her off.

"Yes ma'am! Thank you! I'll send all of the information this evening." The otter's exuberance was too much to contain and he felt the words tumbling from him excitedly before he could stop himself.

"Yeah, okay, great." The disinterest in the woman's voice was hard to miss, nor was the click as she hung up.

The otter could barely contain himself! The smile that creased his lips threatened to crack his face right in half as it spread from ear to ear. The rest of the day was a blur for Jamie, and the next, and the next. The whole week spun around the boy's head, dragging him through itself like a rope pulling a wagon. Jamie attended to his duties with as much care as he always did, but his thoughts were always on the possibility that he may return home to find a message from the recruiters at the Doorly Zoo. Each night that his answering machine told him that there we no new messages was a night filled with pensive worry, and each day a new chance for the call to come.

It was as he returned home on the Friday that he saw the light on his answering machine blinking. The otter's breath caught immediately, his skin prickling with the first hint of nervous sweat creeping through his short fur. When he finally gathered himself enough to press the button, he was certain it would be for something else: a telemarketer, his parents, a wrong number, perhaps.

"Mr. Otter. This is Devon Trembley from the Henry Doorly Zoo--

Jamie forgot himself and jumped suddenly, feet thudding against the stained green linoleum of his kitchen floor. They had called! The joy he felt was indescribable, a tsunami of pride and certainty; the job would be his now, he just knew it!

"--Nebraska by Monday. Talk to you then."

The message ended and it was only then that Jamie realized he had missed most of it! He fumbled with the receiver and replayed the message, taking down the address and whatever information he felt he might need for later. Omaha, Nebraska by Monday? He would have to hurry.

It seemed hard to believe, but as the otter stepped off the plane he realized he had made it. He hailed a cab and slid into the backseat, earning a short look of concern from the driver as he did.

"3701 S 10th St, please!"

"Sorry kid, no unattended minors in my cab. Where's your mom?" The bear's gruff voice had been tarnished by years of smoking, a cigarette sitting unlit in his mouth as he turned to face the suddenly blushing otter.

"I'm not a kid" the bashful-looking otter replied as forcefully as he could. Despite being nearly nineteen the otter stood a rather diminuative 4'2", though his tail seemed better fit for someone at least a foot and a half taller. The large appendage often dragged across the ground as the boy walked, and even now he had to hold it in his lap to keep it from getting caught in the door as he pulled it closed.

"Unh hunh..." the bear looked sceptically towards the otter for a good fifteen seconds before finally turning around once more. "You can pay, yeah? I don't take kindly to thieves." The otter nodded and the bear started the car. The city passed around the boy as he watched the people on the streets go about their days. His nerves were firing and Jamie found himself wishing he'd left himself enough time to have a shower at his hotel rather than heading right for the interview; his eagerness was sometimes his own worst enemy.

The bear made small-talk and the otter answered in as friendly a manner as he could manage, but he was intently watching for the large dome that would signal he was getting close to the zoo. When he saw it, he had to stop himself from pointing excitedly.

He paid the cabby and went on his way as briskly as he dared, short legs carrying him through the gates of the zoo and towards the small complex which made up its administrative center. As he pushed his way into the spartanly decorated offices, the boy's nose wrinkled; it smelled like old recycled air in the air conditioned waiting room and it made Jamie want to sneeze. The interview went smoothly and an hour after he'd entered the room, he was released to await a decision that would be made within the next forty-eight hours. A week after that and the otter was donning his new uniform for the first time!

The snake exhibit, the otter's dream environment, was massive. The more dangerous snakes were contained to specific areas, but the mock-jungle they filled was rife with smaller species of serpents. The otter's duties included feeding the snakes, ensuring their environment was maintained, and if necessary to monitor their health. As young as he was, the otter was little more than an apprentice to the senior caretakers but he quickly found himself a niche within the workplace social hierarchy. It was almost two months until he got his first taste of real responsibility, however.

"Now, remember to always padlock the python enclosure. I don't feel like chasing that damn thing all over the zoo." The peacock lecturing Jamie rolled his eyes as though he were remembering some previous experience doing just that.

"Yes, sir" the otter replied with a smile. The excitement of his new job had already begun to wear off, and now he was just living through the joy that comes with doing what one loves everyday. The peacock nodded in turn and brought a feathered hand down on the young otter's shoulder.

"Keep up the good work, Jamie. I see good things in your future" he said as he drew his hand away and turned to head out of the room. "I'm going to head out a little early, I need to check something with a few of the other exhibit heads. You're in charge, make sure Charlie gets his ass in gear, yeah?" The peacock strode from the room without waiting for an answer, the door closing behind him and the otter left on his own for the first time since he had begun working.

The otter set to his duties immediately, cleaning up the office before beginning to prepare the food for the various snakes which made up the vast enclosure. The other apprentice was doing his best to keep up with the otter, but it was clear the grey-furred husky simply didn't have the same drive the otter did.

"Come on, Charlie. Don't make me do all of this myself" teased the otter as he jabbed his tongue out at the other teen.

"Oh shut up, Jamie." The canine's nose wrinkled in displeasure but he still gave the other boy a playful bump with his hip as he transferred a number of live mice from the holding tank to a smaller portable container. "I'll take the small snakes, you can deal with the big ones since Mr. Christoph seems to trust you so much more than me." The faint jealousy in the husky's voice was easily missed by the busy otter.

"Yeah, okay, sure." The otter tried to pretend he didn't enjoy the idea; the big snakers were his favourite part of the exhibit. The sheer power each one possessed was enough to get the otter's cheeks flushing and his cock stirring in his khaki shorts.

The evening air was cool to the touch. The seasons were changing again and soon the first snows were only a few weeks away and they'd have to start shoring up the exhibit to prepare it for winter. For now though the boy's khaki shorts and shirt were enough to keep him warm. He moved through the enclosure with practiced ease, skirting around a small snake as it slithered across the path he was walking on. The trees swayed gently in a sudden, unrepeated breeze. The larger snakes were held in a penned off expanse in the back of the exhibit. Tourists were only allowed in while accompanied by one of the staff members but Jamie had been in there dozens of times already.

Unlatching the padlock, Jamie stepped in and was greeted by the sight of a large reticulated python hanging haphazardly from one of the trees right by the entrance. His heart sped up and his eyes widened, they were so big! Biting his lip, the otter hoisted the container of food he had brought and continued along, looking up once more at the large snake as he passed beneath it. Everytime he moved beneath one of the basking snakes, he always wondered what it would be like if they were to drop on him... to prey on him. The boy's paw dropped to adjust the stiffening cock in his shorts and he found the familiar thought swirling about in his head immediately.

The call of a monkey in a neighbouring enclosure startled the boy from his thoughts. He had already begun to lay out the food for the snakes to find: some rabbit, a few birds and other assorted pre-prepared animals just waiting for a hungry snake to find them. Huffing, the boy looked down and noticed his cock was rock hard by now, and once again he had to reach down to push it into a more comfortable position amidst the folded fabric of his shorts. When his work was finished, the otter rose and turned to leave only to find the exit locked behind him!

Jamie called for help but darkness was already falling and the zoo was closed.

"Charlie!" cried the otter, "Come on! This isn't funny!" minutes passed like this but the husky didn't appear, nor did the otter understand how the keys he'd left in the lock had vanished! Turning to sit at the base of the door, the horny otter considered his options and found them rather undesirable. He could continue to yell in the vain hope someone would hear, or he could hope Mr. Christoph would return... or he could spend the night in an enclosure filled with giant snakes. The boy's eyes scrunched shut as he considered the third option, his dick aching in a decidedly unhelpful way.

"I need to... think..." murmured the otter under his breath even as his paw slid into his shorts. If he was going to be stuck, he may as well kill some time with relieving himself of the needy stress building in his loins. The otter pushed his shorts down, stiff dick bobbing in the cool night air with the faintest trace of pre-cum beading at its tip as he began to stroke himself.

The soft rustle of leaves were the only warning the boy had before he felt the familiar sensation of something slithering against him. Lost in his own pleasure, the otter hadn't noticed the python from earlier position itself above him! Even as he'd masturbated, it had begun to creep its way down, hanging from the branch like some twisted coil of yellowish rope and creeping against the otter's side. A spike of panic pierced the otter's lust, but even as he tried to scramble back to his feet, shorts pooling at his ankles, the otter couldn't deny his dick continued to ache at this new threat!

The snake easily slid around the, now standing, otter's ribs and upper belly. Each movement it made only exemplified the powerful muscles that formed its body as it arched against him and slid its head up against the back of his neck. The otter cried out and pushed at the snake but it was like trying to move a log that was fighting back! The snake bent beneath his paws but simply adjusted its position. Rather than come down to him, however, the massive snake acted as a harness and once he was properly trapped the otter found himself being lifted from the ground!

Jamie's feet kicked and his shorts fell from his feet, laying puddled in the dirt of the path which led from the door he'd been seated near. More constrictive coils entwined the otter as he cried out in horror and forbidden pleasure. His dick was glistening in the fledgling starlight as he struggled against his captor, but each new coil was another nail in the boy's coffin and he knew it! The snake's thick scales slid over the boy's half-naked body, unknowingly teasing the young mammal even as it prepared itself to feed.

"Help!" cried out the frantic male as he pulled, pushed and generally fought against his fate. "Charlie! CHARLIE!" there was no answer, just the silent determination of the predator which held him.

The otter quivered helplessly as he felt the coils begin to tighten and restrict his breathing. The boy's tongue lolled from his muzzle as a thin sheen of drool coated his lips. When he tried to call out for Charlie again, only a thin raspy "Hrrrrrk!" escaped Jamie, his ribs bending under the pressure being applied to them. Yet, despite himself, through all of this the otter's dick remained hard as it flapped and bobbed along with his movements. The snake was practically twirling the boy in the air, positioning him even as it tried to bring its head around so it could begin to feed.

Jamie felt the exact moment it began to devour him. The jaws of the mighty creature unhinged and closed over the top of his head. His body thrust up against the snake's coils, though it couldn't do much to move them; his entire upper body was engulfed by the thick loops of snakeflesh and his legs dangled helplessly. The dank warmth of the creature's body became all the more noticeable as its jaws slid down over the terrified boy's face. He gasped into the cloying depths of its mouth, the last of his air escaping with that gasp. Toes curling in his shoes, the otter tried to ignore the burning in his lungs, and the equally burning need of his freely dribbling cock.

More of the otter slipped into the depths of the snake. Its coils loosened even as they spasmed and guided more of Jamie's body into its hungry depths. As they loosened, the otter found himself able to draw in a few ragged breaths. His ribs had snapped beneath the coils, however, and the few little gasps of air the boy managed to sneak before his face was thoroughly encased in the snake's inner-lining did little good. Small starscapes bore themselves to the otter's eyes as the darkness of the snake gave him nothing to see but the addled creations of his own air-deprived mind. Stars exploded in the periphery of his vision, and as more of the boy slid from the cool night air into the humid comfort of the snake Jamie found himself dazedly trying to trace the movement of those stars.

The snake had reached the otter's lower chest before the otter finally blew. His legs gave one last kick, muscles weak and weary as though they had simply stopped trying. His cock slapped against his lower belly once before finally spurting a thick stream of cum into his own fur. The boy's cum sprayed out in several more thick arches, pooling in his bellybutton as even that slid between the snake's fanged jaws. The boy couldn't know it, but his cheeks had already turned a shade of deep purple as oxygen deprivation threatened to claim him at any moment. The pleasure of his final orgasm washed over him even as more cum spewed lewdly from his upthrust dick.

Jamie's arms had long since been pinned to his sides by the snake and as his still twitching shaft was finally engulfed by the hungry predator, he found he could only move his ankles. The otter's muscles were burnt out from a mixture of shock and oxygen deprivation now and as a darkness deeper than anything the otter had experienced before began to creep over him, he realized that he was food.

The snake slowed somewhat, as though it were savouring such a delicious meal. As slow as it went, however, it wasn't long until the otter was gone. The boy had become a boy-shaped bulge in the snake's body, the contours of his hips and head easily seen through the predator's scales. Even the indentation of his tail and cock were laid bare to any careful observers who happened to pass by; tonight though there was only one person watching.

Charlie smiled from the safety afforded by being on the other side of the tall fence which separated the dangerous snakes from the less dangerous ones. His paw was firmly planted in his own khaki shorts, stroking himself tenderly as he watched the snake feed. By the time Jamie was gone, the husky was close.

"What do you mean he didn't show up for work this morning, Mr. Christoph?" breathed out the husky as he continued to masturbate furiously, his shorts around his ankles and a paw braced against the fence. "I saw him last night. He was heading for the big snakes. Said he was going to feed them. That's all I know... honest..." continued the husky, speaking to no-one. When he came, it was magnificent, a perfect arc of cum splattering against the fence as the boy's muzzle opened in an expression of pure pleasure. Leaning in against the fencing as he rode out his orgasm, the husky could only giggle breathlessly, "Yes sir, don't worry, I'll take over his duties..."

There was a certain simplicity to the Husky's plan that Jamie would no doubt have appreciated if he weren't digesting in the belly of a snake. As the husky pulled his shorts up and turned to head back to the office, he smiled.