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From Savage to Sensual

Chapter 1 - The Snake in the Market

What a truly wonderful day in New Jorai! Vinn had finally settled down in his new home, met some friends, and was finding he was loving his job as a doctor. His particularly nimble lizard fingers made for perfect precision work during surgeries and his frills made him a favorite amongst the children.

Everything was going well for Vinn, and there wasn't a day that went by where he didn't find something new or interesting in his adoptive homeland. The most interesting of all happened on a relatively calm afternoon in New Jorai's market, as he was looking to buy some bug-chips to snack on. The marketplace - usually packed shoulder to shoulder with the living, writhing mass of shoppers and merchants - was oddly clear. The school and work days weren't out yet, as it was barely after noon, but Vinn had a rare day off so this was the best time to do his shopping.

He had a cart, already filled with vegetables and meat products, when he finally went to the bug-chip vendor. Bug-chips were dried out, seasoned insects of all shapes and forms put in a bag, a perfect snack for a lizard like him. The mammals and birds of the world tended to not like the taste or gooey insides, but Vinn loved them! They were both nutritious and delicious!

"Two bags, please. Actually, make that three!"

The blue and pink chameleon-shaped saurossin behind the counter of the merchant stand nodded and tossed three clear bags of the snack over to Vinn.

The chips were paid for and Vinn immediately opened one to dig around and find a beetle - Vinn's favorite. He managed to find two, both melded together due to the baking and seasoning process. "Sweet, two for one!" Vinn marvelled. He tossed it back, savoring the flavor.

Just as he was walking away from the stand, he saw a truly massive, earthen green naga with blood red splotches and a peculiar back-pattern make its way into the marketplace. Vinn didn't like to assume - especially with fellow reptiles - a person's gender, but this snake's soft features and eyes made them look female. And she was huge; a trait many female naga exhibited.

She slithered her way out between two buildings and over to a rather large stand that was selling whole cows, pigs, oxen, and other farm animals. Vinn had considered checking it out beforehand, but the work of carving a bull to eat it was too long and involved a process to be worth his time and money. Plus, he was only one drake, the meat would go bad before he managed to eat half of it.

As the naga made her way over to the merchant stand, Vinn noticed something peculiar in the way people were acting around her. The market wasn't particularly crowded in the first place, but there was a clear sense of separation between the naga's massive body length that trailed behind her and the other shoppers. She took up a lot of space - even with her torso and head raised high above the ground, towering above the others - but there was still a huge empty space around her.

Vinn, ever the curious type, backtracked to ask the bug-chip stand merchant about her. "Hey, what's up with that naga. Why are people staying away from her? She doesn't look like she's doing anything out of the ordinary."

The chameleon flicked his tongue out to snag one of his bugs before crunching it up. "That there's a Ssevarine. Notorious group of snakes from the bottom of the mountain. Rumored to have been behind some of the disappearances in town."

"Disappearances?" Vinn asked, tossing another bug in his mouth, a little entertained by this story.

"Well, yeah. They've been known to use people for their sick rituals, torturing them and suffocating them before swallowing them whole, only to spit 'em back up before they die so they can do it again. Cruel, cruel family that is."

"Interesting." Vinn commented in between crunching some caterpillars, smiling at the brief mention of being swallowed whole. He'd recently enjoyed a flesh-smothering good time with his buddy, Firon, and it was something he enjoyed greatly. His eyes trained on the snake as she continued with her purchase, clearly trying to avoid the looks of the crowd around her. She gradually lowered her body and bundled up her coils nice and close, minimizing her profile. Vinn couldn't be entirely sure, but she looked ashamed! "So, if they're known to torture others, and are rumoured to be behind the disappearances - and presumably, deaths - of locals, why have they not been apprehended by law? I mean, torture and murder aren't exactly petty crimes."

"There's nothin' t'be done about it, really. Their home is actually outside of our borders, and the forests between us an' them are too big and thick to be patrolled. B'sides, look at her! You think you could do anythin' to stop her from killin' you? Snakes, man, they're brutal, and godly strong. Mostly, we just hope they leave us alone; not much more to be done."

Vinn enjoyed a few more bugs before tying the bag back up and tossing it in his cart. "I'm gonna go say hi to her!"

"Was nice knowin' ya, mate. If I ever see you again, you'll have to tell me how ya tamed the beast." He gave Vinn a wave and turned to help out another customer that had come over, clearly in a hurry to buy and leave.

But Vinn wasn't scared at all. While he knew it was a little prejudiced, he loved snakes of all tribes and sizes, and from what little he could see of her behaviour, she didn't look like she was planning on abducting anyone. Her head was lowered and her shoulders slumped as she did her best to look away from those around her, waiting patiently for the dragon to bring her a dead cow. She could have been luring someone into a false sense of security, but Vinn knew better; he'd seen all sorts of patients in many states of mind, so he was able to tell when something was genuine, and by this display, he was quite confident she just needed a hug.

Or maybe she needed to hug him. He wouldn't have a problem with that.

He pushed through the crowd, dragging his cart behind him, to stand beside the massive naga. She was even bigger than she looked from afar. Even trying to make herself small, her coils were thicker and wider than his legs were long, and she stood twice as tall as him. There was a brief moment of insecurity on his part, but he overcame it to speak to her. "So, is beef your favorite?" he asked, somewhat sheepishly.

The snake swung her head around to look at him, eyes narrowed. "N-no, what business is it of yours?" Her voice was sultry, like a whisper and a hiss all at once. Clearly female.

"Oh, no business, I was just wondering, is all. I like beef from time to time, but I prefer bug-chips. Especially the flavored ones." he reached into his cart and grabbed a bag to show her. "Barbecue flavor. You wanna try some? It's delicious!"

She narrowed her eyes and flicked her tongue at him. There was an awkward silence as she stared at the bag he held up high at her. "No thanks, I just...look at me. A bug isn't exactly much nutrition for me. But thanks for the offer." she turned back to the merchant, who was still in the process of wrapping the cow behind the counter. "Hey, how much longer will this take?" She asked.

"Not long miss. Just, please be patient, a whole cow is a lot to manage." He insisted, a little nervous.

Vinn caught onto this and spoke up on her behalf. "She's not gonna eat YOU, man. That's why she got the cow!" He happily ate another bug before tossing the bag back in his cart.

"I...I know that, I just..." the dragon trailed off and continued wrapping the cow in butcher paper. It wasn't clear why he was wrapping it, it was still a whole cow with skin and fur and everything, wasn't exactly bleeding all over the place.

"How can you be sure?" The naga hissed at him with a crooked half-smile.

"Because you wouldn't have come to a crowded market if you intended to abduct someone."

She paused and flicked her tongue at him again. As soon as the forked appendage slipped back into her maw, her glare morphed into a true smile. "I know, right? Like, why would I do that? Makes no sense!" It was clear she was warming to Vinn's weirdly obtrusive involvement in her grocery shopping.

"Well, too bad most people are stupid!" Vinn declared, loud enough for the curious and nervous onlookers to hear him.

A gentle sound of rapid thuds came from behind the naga as her tailtip began to vibrate, imitating a rattle. She leaned down to him with an eager, rapid series of tongue flicks as she winked at him. "I know, maybe I'll gobble em all up just to teach them a lesson about judging others!"

Vinn laughed and looked back behind himself to see every single person in the crowd around them back away and pretend to be busy doing something else. Then a revelation struck him. "Wait a moment, you're a snake, how can you blink?"

She rolled her eyes. "I prefer the term Naga, and I forced myself to learn how to do so. You two-leggers seem to prefer it when we can blink and make facial expressions. It's been a hard, tough-learned lesson, and it seems I have a long way to go until people learn to see that." She lowered her massive hand to Vinn, offering to shake. "Name's Leera, by the way."

Vinn extended his hand up to hers and got a gentle chuckle; his entire forearm was just barely bigger than one of her massive, thick fingers! "I'm Vinn, pleased to meet ya! I take it you're a Ssevarine?"

Leera's gaze grew upset again as he mentioned her last name. Luckily, the dragon who was wrapping her groceries had just finished and slung the massive slab of cow carcass over the counter. "No cost." He said, hurriedly. "Just please, go away. You're scaring away the other customers, and I like eating, too!"

She quickly grabbed the cow in her massive arms and turned, extending her body to slither away from the open market, not saying a word.

Vinn wasn't ready to let her go just yet, so he grabbed his cart with one hand and ran after her. He was a rather speedy runner - so fast he could literally run on water - but he had a hard time keeping up. She quickly left the crowd behind her as she snaked her way in between two large buildings, where she stopped and composed herself, not realizing Vinn was right behind her, peeking around the bricks of the building. He could see her entire body was heaving with heavy breaths as she clutched the cow close to her, long neck and head wrapping around it. Her eyes were closed shut and Vinn could have sworn she had a single glistening tear trickling down her cheek.

"Whoa girl, hold up!" He declared as he stepped out from the wall he was hiding behind.

She immediately spun her head to glare at him. Before he could take another step, she raised her hands in an attack formation and gaped open her maw in an aggressive hiss, trying to scare him off.

Vinn didn't turn and run, all he could look at was the ridged gums of hers as saliva dribbled down off her teeth and the narrowed glottis opening as she hissed at him. Her tongue was out to its length, probably to taste and gauge his fear, but he had none. "You can quit with the shenanigans." He advised. "I'm not here to give you a hard time."

"J-just leave me alone." She whimpered as she curled back up into a ball, hugging her own tail.

"Now why would I want to do that?" He stepped over to lay a hand on one of her thick, muscled coils. She was amazingly warm to the touch, far hotter than most reptiles he knew. He only hoped she didn't taste his arousal, since he was doing his best to hide it. Vinn was an absolute sucker for snakes. To him, just seeing her sensual, soft-scaled body affected him like a stallion who's nose was buried in a mare's winking clit. Instant turn-on, even if she was trying to scare him away. In fact, her attempts to discourage him made her even more appealing since it was increasingly clear she was all bark and no bite, to quote the canine proverb.

She backed nibbled on her tail a bit, avoiding eye contact once again. "You knew my last name, so you know who I am. You know what I've done." She whispered.

"What did you do?" Vinn asked, giving her side a gentle caress. Her scales were so soft and warm to the touch! He couldn't help but keep rubbing.

"I didn't mean to!" She declared, still clutching her tail close.

"But what did you do?"

She let go of her tail and cocked her head to the side, confused as to what Vinn was doing. "Why do you want to know?"

Vinn hopped up onto her coils, sitting on one while using another as a footrest. He knew this was terribly uncouth, but one thing he knew from dealing with panicked patients was that a little physical contact helps calm them down, and he couldn't get enough of the feeling of her scales on his. "Honestly, I don't know. I heard the rumours, like, literally minutes before I walked over to say hi, but I have absolutely no idea if they're true, what parts are true, or what YOU in particular supposedly did. I've known you all of half an hour, if that, and I can already tell you have not an aggressive bone in your body. So what did you or your family do to warrant such wanton hatred and disgust?"

Her body from chest to tail shifted just enough to knock the lizard off her and onto the ground next to her. She kept at it till her entire body was double-coiled up in a circle around him, her torso hovering above. "Do you really want to know?"

Vinn looked all around him as she settled into position. "Mostly, I just want to know why you feel the need to posture like this. I know you aren't going to attack me or anything, so why make it look like you're trapping me?"

She stopped her movement and leaned over, tongue flicking rapidly just a meter away from him. "You're really not scared, are you?" she asked, flicking her tongue again. "No, you're something else; you're..." She stopped mid sentence and pulled away, covering her mouth with her hands, concealing a blush.

"Ah, ya figured that out, mate?" Vinn admitted. He knew she'd detected his ever-so-subtle arousal. "So tell me, what happened? But, do we really have to talk about it in a back alley, with your cow and my cart of food unceremoniously dumped out on the ground where anyone can take it?"

She looked around, raising her head high to see both hers and his groceries lying in the dust of the alleyway. "I-I suppose you're right. We really shouldn't."

Vinn immediately hopped up and brushed the dust off him from chest to tail. "Good. Glad that we got that taken care of. I actually don't live far from here, and my home is reasonably big; maybe we can enjoy a story there!" he hopped up over her coils, which were double-stacked high enough that he actually couldn't see over them.

She fiddled with her fingers as she watched him crawl over her form. Once he got his cart, she tightened her coils into a ball and grabbed at her cow, throwing it over her shoulder. "I suppose it couldn't hurt." her voice went from depressed to enthusiastic within only a few words.

It was clear to Vinn that his offer appealed to her, but she was trying to hold back. "Come come, Only a few blocks away. Follow me!" He hopped out from the alley and back into the crowded marketplace again. He reached back to offer her a hand to hold, but then remembered that her hands were almost as big as his torso, and that she'd probably crush his digits if she tried to hold on tight. Instead, he just kept looking back to make sure she was following close enough that he didn't lose her.

She was keeping up quite well. She wasn't going as fast as she could have, but the crowd continued to make way for the massive snake that slithered her way down the middle of the marketplace road.

Vinn stopped at the corner and waited for her. Once she arrived, he pointed up the hill towards the mountaintop. "My place is just a couple blocks up here! Follow me!" He winked and pushed in between two horses that were hurriedly trying to avoid Leera. He gave them a scathing glare to scold them for their ignorance as he zipped by, Leera in tow.

The two of them slipped past the many clay and mortar homes, each and every one of them angular and squared off with a small alley in between them. It was actually pretty boring architecture until they reached Vinn's home, which looked like a bubble emerging from the ground, oval and round on the top. The main home was just one big egg-shaped mound, with two smaller ones on the front end for windows, two at the back, one on each side, and a big arch for his front door. The door wasn't huge - big enough for Firon to slip through with some work - but he wasn't sure how simply Leera would be able to get into it. Her body was over a meter thick at its widest.

He took a good long look at it, then at her as she pulled her body up into a tight knot immediately behind her. He did the calculations quickly. "You should be able to squeeze through, come on, let's go!" He opened up his door and bolted inside, walking down the steps into his main living quarters. His home looked kinda small on the outside, but inside it continued to widen and grow outwards, nearly doubling in wideness since almost half his house was underground. The walls on the inside looked like a cabin, made up of logs piled in an arch. He quickly pulled his cart over to the trap door that led to a small chest dug into the dirt of the ground. It was nice and cold there.

Leera was hesitant at first, tossing the cow in ahead of her as she practically dove between his main archway doors. Her form barely fit through the arch, but with a bit of compression and clever muscle contractions, she slipped through easily.

Vinn rushed to move his living room furniture off to the side. He wanted to be accommodating for his guest, and that meant clearing up some space for her. She was absolutely massive, and seemed even bigger in the cramped space. Even once all her coils were pulled tight into a ball near her torso, she took up almost half of the room's floor space.

"No worries, dear. Just make yourself comfortable. Sadly, I don't think my home is as long as you are, so stretching out can be a pain unless you want your tail sticking out the door so passerby can stomp on it, but I'd like to think this is workable." His words were coming out quickly, slowly starting to merge together. His nervousness - as subtle as it was - still was visible. He was fidgeting and looking around as he spoke to her, not really sure how to continue from here.

"Ssssso, let me get thisss ssstraight." Leera hissed, a coil of her body pushing towards Vinn, uncoiling to leave a little loop around him, tail pointing back at her torso. "You really aren't ssscared at all, are you, even though you know who I am and what my family hasss done?" the loop near her tail rose up to cradle Vinn's hips and pull him towards her.

He didn't struggle or resist at all. "Not one bit, miss." He assured her. "But I do believe we have an intimate discussion to to share, get to know one another, right?" He smiled and leaned into her coil, rubbing his hand on her body and tail.

"Intimate? I suppose you could call it that." She thought aloud, dropping her hissing for more traditional speech. "So what do you want?" She lifted him up and set another coil underneath him. "Ask me anything!" She leaned her head on her coil, arms crossed atop it as her tongue flicked at her lizard companion.

Vinn snuggled into her coils and rubbed them with each of his appendages: tail, hands, and feet. "Well, there's a lot I want to know about a wonderful snake such as yourself-"

"Naga." She cut him off.

"Right, naga. My apologies, dear. Mostly, what did you do to earn such hate from the people of New Jorai? They're flat-out scared of you!"

She shrugged. "You heard the rumours. They're pretty true. My family runs a knot of naga just outside the borders of New Jorai. They've made a habit of kidnapping people and torturing them before killing them or swallowing them whole. Sometimes we keep them for days or weeks before lettign them go, or keeping them in cages to do it to them again."

Vinn;s expression shifted from curious to apprehensive in a flash. "Wait, really? Why would you do that?"

She avoided his gaze again, clearly ashamed. "It's in our nature, I suppose. It's far worse than the alternative, from what I'm told."

"What's the alternative?"

"Well, we could just kill people. I mean, I know it's against the law and makes people hate us, but if we don't regularly do it, we get restless and murderous."

Vinn's eyes narrowed and he stopped caressing her scales. "So, let me get this straight, you HAVE to abduct and torture people, because if you don't, you'll do it more? You don't see the flaw in logic, there?"

She shook her head slowly, blinking and flicking her tongue. "Nono, I mean, yes, but no. We just can't help it, really. Well, I can't. The others seem to enjoy it. I feel bad every time, that's why I'm here in New Jorai. I want people to know that I'm leaving that life behind me! I want to prove to my family that there's another way! I mean, the fourth elder Ghori Ssevarine doesn't really want there to be a change or anything, he thinks that the way we do things now is fine, but, I know we don't have to be..."

"Whoa girl, slow down!" Vinn interrupted. "I get it, I think! Your family loves to torture people and kill them, but you don't want to. That's all I need to know!"

Leera nodded. "Yes, they feel justified in it because it's in their nature; apparently it's beyond them to want to show the world that they can be constructive members of society."

"So what is this other way?" Vinn leaned forward against the same coil that Leera was leaning on so that their faces were very close; the flicking of her tongue slapped her scales just centimetres away from Vinn's arms and snout. "Tell me, Leera, what do you propose to make you and your family more accepted amongst the people of New Jorai?"

She poked her tongue out and left it extended against her scales before answering. "Find willing prey." The answer was simple, far simpler than Vinn imagined.

"Willing prey? I can't imagine people are lining up to be killed by violent snakes. What's your backup plan?"

"Naga." she growled, clearly upset that he called her a snake again. "And there's a bit more to it than that, really. I told you we keep them alive inside for weeks before letting them go. In our bellies, not in our nests."

Vinn was confused at first, but then related it back to the potion that Firon had drank to make his insides habitable for his tour through his dragon friend's gut. "So you drink that potion that the gryph sold?"

"Potion?" Her tongue flicked rapidly, curious, still only Centimetres away from Vinn's face. Her slow exhalations tickled his snout.

He laughed a bit. "Yeah, a potion. Buddy of mine drank a potion and made it so that his inner fluids were all thin and magical, or something. Made it so that you could breathe it in. Hurt a bit, felt like you were drowning before relapsing into a sort of dreamlike state. Do you drink that so you don't kill your meals?"

She shook her head quickly. "No, that potion was actually from us to begin with. That gryph must have captured one of our kind and extracted it from our glands." She narrowed her gaze and flicked her tail rapidly against Vinn's floor, clearly agitated.

"Wait, so you're telling me that stuff is from you? That potion was kind of really, really awesome. When my buddy took it, I could slip into him, feeling his rump smother me without any worries about suffocation...I just...hrrmmmm..." He trailed off, remembering the sensation of silky flesh sliding over his form to hug him tight from every angle. He fell backwards onto her coil with a smile on his face and the faintest of purple tips poking out from his slit.

Leera was at first a little disgusted at his visible arousal, but then came to see she could use his enthusiasm. "Kind of. Our species have a digestive cycle. Are you familiar with mammalian reproductive tracts?"

Vinn nodded. "I'm a doctor, I deal with reptiles, mammals, avians, even some fish. I know plenty."

"Good, well, it's kinda like that. You know how they go into heat, then bleed for a few days to shed their rotten insides to regrow their eggs?"

Vinn couldn't help but laugh at her ignorant view of mammalian biology. "Kind of like that, but no eggs and no rotten flesh. Just a purge of the unused uterine walls. I assure you there's nothing rotten about it. But yes, I know about it. How do you emulate it?"

Leera looked away in shame at having been proven wrong about her perceptions, but she didn't let it bother her. This was as much an opportunity to learn about those not of her species as it was an opportunity to prove she wasn't the barbarian that they thought she was. "Well, uhm. Okay, well, it's kind of like that. Most of the time, our fluids like saliva and gut-juices are all like that potion your friend ate. They actually are safe to inhale and keep our prey alive and kicking inside us without melting them into nourishment."

"Then how do you eat? Like, you bought a cow to eat, of course you get nourishment some how!"

"That's why we're on a cycle. Only MOST of the time do we have that air-fluid. The other bit of time for a couple weeks, maybe a quarter of the time, we flush out all that in a purge and our stomachs secrete normal, digestive fluids. Any food we've consumed that remained in our bellies then dissolves rapidly and feeds us hearty until our next cycle. Ghori says that this was an adaptation because our kind were once hunted, and we needed to go into hiding most of the time, so we'd have to eat as much as we could all at once to keep us alive during our off-periods when we hid."

Vinn rubbed his lower jaw as his frill stood at attention. His slit had grown moist and his mind had become clouded with ideas. "So tell me, ever had willing prey?"

She shook her head and lowered her gaze, ashamed. "No, I just buy cows and try to keep to myself. Nobody will talk to me long enough to get to know me. You're honestly the first person who not only wanted to talk to me, but also was interested in what I had to say. Others just tried to stab me or capture me." She looked over her body to find a part of her scale pattern that looked mangled and lumpy with scar tissue. "Sometimes they succeed. Luckily I healed quickly. I could have just killed them, but that'd go against my new moral code. The dead cows have been nice and kept me alive, but...." She looked back at him with a meek gaze. "I'm growing kind of restless. I need that struggle. I don't know what it is, without it, I still feel hungry." she leaned in close to him to flick at his muzzle with her tongue, a suggestive smile spreading from cheek to cheek.

"So...you want me to..." Vinn trailed off again, fantasizing about what she would do to him.

"Yes, little Vinn-lizard. Your kindness shows compassion, and your story about your friend tells me you like what I have to offer. I was just thinking that maybe we could give each other what we want. You want to be swallowed, right? You like the feeling of it?"

Vinn nodded enthusiastically. "mmhmm!"

"And I want to be able to satisfy my need to dominate without hurting anyone. What say you? Want to play?" Her coils writhed about beneath him, butting up into his tail and wrapping gently around his limbs.

He felt dwarfed, surrounded by every metre of her length slithering and pressing against him. Her sudden shift of demeanour from a shy, apologetic snake to that of a more dominant, pressing predator had him greatly intrigued, and visibly aroused. Both cock tips had protruded from his moistened, puffy slit to smear fluids against her silky scales. "I...I say I do want to play, Mistress Leera." He choked out, somewhat overwhelmed by her sensuality.

"I am ssssooo glad to hear that." She leaned down into him, nuzzling his neck and nibbling on his scales, her pointy teeth catching and tugging on skin ever so gently before she pried her jaw bones away from him. "And you're sssure you're okay trusssting a sssnake you jussst met with your life?" She hissed right in his ear.

Vinn's scales tingled from head to foot as her surprisingly hot breath moistened his neck. "Naga." He corrected her with a raised finger. "But what can I say? You seem genuine, and I've always had a soft spot for the serpentine persuasion."

Her eyes grew soft as she threw another coil around his chest, keeping her arms and head right in front of Vinn, shedding a single tear of happiness. "You don't know how much this means to me. I've been aching for a proper meal for months now, just...promise me you'll struggle." She leaned in close to him and pressed her lips against his, flicking her tongue out into his maw.

Vinn was taken aback by the forked protrusion that darted down his gullet. Much to his delight, it had a wonderfully tangy taste with a hint of bitterness. He couldn't help but give it a gentle suck, trying to keep it from retracting back into Leera's tongue-sheathe. Her head was so very much bigger than Vinn's; she could have smothered him from head to belly had she just opened up and bit down in one bite, but it didn't appear she was interested in jumping to that just yet. Her coils were gentle but firm around Vinn's form, and she didn't seem to mind that his hips were bucking forth to rub his cock tips against her.

She cradled his head with her palms and held him in place, eyes closed as she darted her tongue into him again, going just a little slower with every oral penetration, letting him get a longer suckle on it. After a particularly long and passionate protrusion, she pulled away - tongue still sticking out - to look him in the eyes. "Thank you so much for this. Just, go with it, okay?"

Vinn meekly nodded as her coils loosened up, her tail base positioning itself right in front of him. He was a little disappointed to feel her warmth leave him at first, but once he looked down between their bodies to see the faintest glimmer of flesh poking out from one of her ventral scales, he knew why she did it. He blinked and looked up at her, realizing she was offering herself.

She was blushing a bit, a shy smile across her maw as she kept eye contact. She arched her spine ever so subtly to press her slit against Vinn's, wrapping a coil around him and her tail to squeeze them together. She never once broke eye contact with him.

He couldn't help but give her tail a hug as he felt her moist, hot flesh rubbing against his exposed members. He couldn't quite get it in, as the angle wasn't right, but that didn't stop him from trying. With the added force of pressure that came from the coils that wrapped around he and her tail's opening, it was only a matter of time and pressure before he popped in, which he did after only mere seconds of sensual grinding.

Her flesh parted ever so gently as her tail muscles relaxed, spreading scale from scale to leave the tiniest of opening for his member to pop in. Her hot flesh smothered him from tip to belly, and he couldn't help but giggle and churr at the sensation. Snakes typically had cold bodies, not the hot flesh that Leera had, so it was the most pleasant of surprises. All Vinn could do was close his eyes and focus on the sensations of her slimy insides pressing and rubbing against his paired with the added pressure of her coil tightening around him; it was like two velvet pillows were pressed tight around his cocks due to how much larger she was. Regardless, he still loved the sensation of the silky smoothe slit and those scales pressing against his, sliding back and forth as her muscles contracted and released.

The incredibly powerful contractions constricted just a little bit more as he gasped at the pleasure of her slit around him massaged his lengths, but then he realized he couldn't quite inhale again. Her coils were wrapped tight around him and squeezing just a little bit harder every second.

His eyes shot open, and to his surprise he saw not the naga that had came back with him to his home, but a feral beast that happened to share her patterns and colors. Her eyes went from the somewhat pouty and compassionate golden glow to a sharp yellow with a narrowed slit. No smile, just a cold, remorseless stare.

"L-lee...ra?" HE managed to choke out a weak protest, but as soon as his lungs spat out the air, her muscles tightened a little bit farther. His vision began to go fuzzy as the pressure in his upper chest and head grew, increasing until it felt like the vessels in his head were about to pop! He tried another protest, as she was getting a little too into the roleplay, but as his eyes rolled back up into his skull, the last thing he saw was her maw wide open and dripping saliva all over her coils and her chest. The puffy jaw muscles quivered gently as she spread open as wide as she could. There was a gentle trickle of saliva running between two of her gums and a glint reflecting off one of her many needle-sharp teeth.

Then he blacked out.

He wasn't fully unconscious, but the pressure that built and the lack of oxygen made him lapse into a state of semi-consciousness where he could hear and feel everything, but couldn't focus enough to see what was going on or protest.

Almost immediately, her coils loosened and he felt his cock slowly slip from her depths as she retracted her tail down and away from him. He was still hard as could be - the pressure from the constriction actually bulged his cocks out and made them hypersensitive - so he was still able to idly push into her coils. Even in a state of partial consciousness, he couldn't help but rub himself on sleek, moistened naga scales.

As his mind wandered to fantasies of sleep-mounting a naga, he felt the spatula-like lower jaw of hers sidle up to his head and upper body, wiggling ever so gently until it slipped between his chest and her body. He could feel her teeth poke into him, snagging on his loose skin to tug as she adjusted herself. He could feel warm drips of saliva splattering onto his back and trickling down his fin only moments before her far thicker and more powerful upper jaw clamped down on him, smothering him from snout to upper chest in one solid motion, just as he'd predicted.

Her muscles tightened up around him as she pulled him from her coils, his limp body dragging along her scales, both arms hanging out the side of her mouth. She grabbed at both hands and pushed them up around her maw to connect at his lower back. He kept jerking around inside her, the teeth getting increasingly unpleasant as they continued to dig into his skin; gravity was tugging him from her bite, and that just made it worse.

"Hnnngph..." Vinn moaned gently as he began to stir, slowly regaining consciousness. He could feel her saliva dripping down around his cheek and neck, soaking him from head to chest, then down the back and sides of his legs in trails. Her powerful jaw muscles were practically smooshed against his face, wind pipe expanding beneath him to inhale around his form.

In repsonse, the naga reared her head back and released her jaw's clamp-like grip on his form, letting gravity work its magic to slide him down her gullet. He was so much smaller than she was, she barely needed to do any work to force him down; she barely needed to stretch her flesh to accomodate her form.

This was made evident as Vinn noticed that her throat beyond her teeth was looser and stretchier. Right as he felt his snout push into her tender throat flesh, he could feel his cocks slip into her maw. Once again, he couldn't believe just how warm she was; this really helped him when his cocks parted into a V, each one going over a different side of her wind pipe to press against her lower jaw's stretched flesh.

It didn't take more than a couple seconds of this contact of his hyper sensitive, engorged cock flesh against her warm, incredibly slick flesh that he felt himself hit a plateau and lose it all right there into her glottis.

Right as she went to inhale, she sucked up some of his creamy reptilian seed, coaxing a powerful cough from her. Her throat clenched shut around him and almost forced him backwards out of her gullet, but her jaw clamped down immediately for her teeth to snag on his flesh, keeping him from escaping her. It should have hurt - it kinda did - but it felt so nice having all of her suddenly constricting around him, hot throat flesh and powerful jaw muscles and bones lined with teeth all soaking him in slick snake saliva.

With only his feet and tail tip sticking out, Vinn came to realize that it was about time to struggle. She wanted him to struggle and he wanted to fulfil her desires, even if she'd gone a little overboard with the constriction and aggression. He was at this point still holding his breath, but felt it was about time to take in that long, deep inhalation to feel her fluids filling him up.

He opened his maw and sucked back at the flesh that surrounded him, practically snorting juices up from the long tunnel between throat and stomach to fill his lungs. There was a brief but intense pain as his chest - which was normally used to gaseous air - was suddenly injected with a thin, slimy liquid. His body spasmed and his muscles twitched, form twisting into a fetal position between her jaw and torso. Her teeth were still clamped tight around his legs and tail or he'd have disappeared into her.

Just then, for a quick second, he felt it was time for this bit of play to end. The pain of inhaling the fluid was like being kicked in the chest by a horse, and the sudden shock to all his limbs that resulted was actually quite an intense pain, even if short lived. He tried to turn around inside her, head and face pressing against her soft throat walls, but he couldn't seem to shift angles, her walls were surprisingly tight around him. In desperation, he even clawed at the soft pillows of flesh that smothered him, but even his sharp weapons slid effortlessly off her velvet throat.

He paused a moment, trying to think up another escape route, but conceptualized nothing that overcame the backwards pointing teeth of her trap-like jaws. As he lay in quiet desperation, head facing down into her belly and feet still trapped by rows of teeth, he felt something oddly comforting overcoming him. It was the slow, rhythmic beat of Leera's heart pounding away at the flesh around him, giving him a pulsating massage. Interspersed with that was the slow and gradual deep breaths she took, inflating her lungs to further constrict him.

Luckily, even with the throb of the heart and the heave of the lungs, there was just enough fluid surrounding him between his flesh and hers to breathe in without it being clogged up by the tender flesh of her gullet. He was just lucid enough to notice that his breathing had greatly slowed; the sluggish flow of the fluid in his lungs seemed to make the whole world move slower around him. He was floating in fluid and flesh, diving deeper as her maw closed shut around his feet with one final lurch. Her muscles contracted as she swallowed, catching at his hips and forcing him deeper.

There was a brief tugging at the flesh around him as she realigned her jaw, followed by an increase of pressure as his body went from vertical to horizontal and she laid down on herself. He could feel a cold draft tickling the bottom of his feet as she yawned, but it was quickly dampened as she closed up again, scrunching her neck tight to use her muscles to force him in deeper. Over the lumps of her coils he went, her muscle contractions and angular bending forcing him deep. Now it was like a slide - a very slow water slide - as he shifted headfirst through her into her stomach. The beat of her heart increased then decreased as he passed it, followed by an increase in pressure as he slid past the thickest part of the heart.

After a trip that felt like hours but couldn't have been more than a few minutes, he felt a tightness smother his snout, stopping him from his descent for only a moment before the muscles forced him through in a brisk popping motion. Much to his delight, there seemed to be a lot more of the fluid here; he had flesh pressing down against hm from every angle, but it seemed the cracks and crevices between his flesh and the pillowy mounds of her stomach walls was more liberal and generous.

Now he could curl up into the fetal position, using the extra room afforded by her belly and the lump caused by her laying on one of her own coils as a pillow so he could rest.

Vinn's thoughts darted from one fantasy to the next as he lay inside Leera. The sensations and sounds and even smells were all greatly intensified in his dream state, which resulted in some of the most vivid hallucinations he'd ever felt.

It was wonderful, but it had to end some time.

After what seemed like a week's worth of dreams and imagery flashing across his mind, Vinn was violently awoken from his slumber as an incredibly strong contraction clamped down around him, forcing him to jet out from her stomach and further down her tract. The sudden movement made him feel like he was falling off a cliff, so he naturally drew his claws and tried to cling onto anything that would hold him, but once again he failed to gain traction and easily slid from the confines on a wave of muscle contractions until he felt the flesh part around him and he popped out, landing in a heap of squirted fluids all over the floor.

He remained almost entirely disoriented as he blinked and looked up. All he saw was a bright orange light in one corner of his vision and a massive green blob in the other, all surrounded by brown and black. The lizard struggled to sit up and speak, but as he did so he coughed up the first wad of fluid from his lungs, followed by another, then another. He coughed heartily and steadily for a lengthy time until he finally felt air take over the compartments of his lungs and he could regain his composure. The fit of spasms left his eyes watering, making it even harder to see.

Eventually, after many minutes of clearing his throat and getting his bearings, he finally began to make out details of the shapes that surrounded him. "L-leera?" He asked, careful to not speak too loud for fear of coughing up another lung; he didn't feel he had any to spare after the fit he'd just endured.

"Y-yessss?" She hissed in return, also meekly.

Still blinking to regain his composure, Vinn eventually focused his eyes enough to see that she was balled up, still in his living room, meekly holding her head down as she fidgeted at her own hands. Just as he saw her apologetic stance, he noticed his back, head, tail, and hips all hurt, not to mention his skin was weirdly chafed and dotted with lines of puncture holes; no blood, though. "What happened? What did you do?" he lowered his voice to a near growl, trying to not sound like he was accusing her of anything.

She continued to fidget, but her tongue didn't flicker even once. She didn't answer.

Vinn looked down at his floor, which was covered in a partially transparent pink goo puddle with a little tail that extended its way over to the underside of one of Leera's coils. It had a faintly fruity smell to it, which was weird when paired with the earthy scents of his home. He slowly stumbled to his feet and arched his back, palms resting on his hips as he stretched out, tail extending as far as it would go. His splitting headache drove him off balance and he fell back onto his tail, barely keeping from falling on his rump.

He shook his hand off to clear it of the goo, then ran his palm over his chest, massaging the many puncture wounds, coolign the faint tingling that made him itchy. "Like seriously, that's NOT what I meant by dominant! You could have killed me even before you swallowed me!" He stepped forward and slammed his talon down to show he was serious.

"I-I'm sorry!" She wept, lower jaw shaking. She gave a sniffle before darting off, massive body propelling her to his front door then out to the street before disappearing.

Vinn tried to stop her, he wasn't truly angry with her, he just wanted to discuss some things! The trip, it was heavenly! Unlike most events, this actually made him feel like he was floating in heaven! He wasn't mad at her, he just wanted to let her know she overdid it a bit, and she just up and ditched on him!

He stood there, alone in the puddle of pink naga fluid, one hand raised to try to speak with her, but she was gone. "I just...I think we have something here, we just need some..." he trailed off, his voice trapped in his home. "...tweaking..."

What a fool! He knew he shouldn't have raised his voice in anger, she was clearly shy, and knew immediately that she'd hurt him. Why in the world would he make it worse?!

What a fool.

Now, with the lingering ecstasy of being smothered in snake flesh slowly dissipating from his mind and body, he trudged out the front door to stand atop the mountainous hillside, looking down at the trail she left in the dirt, dotted by wet spots of pink fluid.

Vinn would find her again. He had to. She had what he wanted, she just needed a little work.