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Khaesho Scorpent takes advantage of Shouyousei's apparent lack of attention to attempt gobble her up. It'll take five minutes though, so it's not too late to foil the snake's efforts! At noticing the sneaky Snake devouring her from the feet up, Shouyousei squeaks in surprise! Khaesho had gotten up to her thighs before she noticed; he'll have to try harder next time. He makes an attempt to talk with his mouth full though.

"Mfffrmphglmrmbrmbrmlglglrrlr."

Shou wiggles her toes and grins wickedly as she squirms, seeking to give her mate his effort's worth of enjoyment. Khaesho reaches down with his hands to rub her legs through his chest, then quietly continues to slide forwards. Shou squeaks more and blushes brightly! Squirming more, and even wiggling her toes.

"Eee!"

The sound of trapped prey only fuels his hunger. Shou's legs are lost within his slimy maw. She squeals a little louder and flails her hands a bit, blushing.

"N-not fair..."

Kalokin pulls a form together just behind her and whispers into her ear with a tantalizingly voice.

"You want to see not fair?"

Even as Khaesho is gobbling her up, Kalokin starts to massage her shoulders, rubbing and squeezing the tension out of them even as his monotonous and hypnotic voice flows directly through her ears and into her mind.

"Just... Relax... Let go..."

Khaesho's nose tickles the bottoms of her breasts as he advances yet higher. Shou gives off a strangled little moan, excited by the events and whimpering softly. Her eyes are rolling back as Kalokin murmurs and rubs at her shoulders. She whimpers cutely, unsure if she should be delighted or scared by the impromptu snacktime. Even so, she responds to his mouth around her by squeezing her thighs together some.

"A-ah... mmph..."

Her fluffy breasts slide into Khaesho's mouth as he approaches Shou's armpits. Kalokin gently lays her on the ground before grabbing her arms to hold them over her head, neatly streamlining her figure to aid his snaky friend.

"Shh... that's it... don't struggle... don't fight..."

"K-Khaesho... K..Kalo..."

Shou is gasping softly and blushing even more, wet and warm and making her tremble. Her hips wriggled a little bit and her back arched some. Her tail was twitching and her cheeks were flushed, not struggling, but unable to remain still. Khaesho approaches her mouth without showing even the slightest intention of stopping. Even if she wanted to struggle, it is too late now; with Kalokin holding her arms pinned, there will be no escape. He slides inexorably forwards, gripping and swallowing her with powerful throat muscles as his hungry lips slide over her eyes. Then, all she sees is darkness, and all she feels is his slick body around her, pressing, squeezing. Shou makes a surprised yipping noise, squirming and panting. Writhing around in the dark. Khaesho's lips pass over your wrists as Kalokin seamlessly moves out of the way. He lays still for a few moments more, swallowing you deeper, past his chest and into the long yards of his stomach. Kalokin leans atop Khaesho's body, adding more pressure to Khaesho's already strong stomach muscles. The deity's hands and the Snake's stomach move in rhythm together, squeezing and compressing you, coating you head to toe in viscous slime.

Pushing at the walls of muscles, Shou whimpered and squirmed. Pressing against him, she twitched a little bit. Fur was slickened, and body quivered. It was hot and wet and they could hear her muffled whining. Kalokin leaned close to Khaesho's stomach, and whispered to her.

"Don't worry Shou, we're non-canon right now. I've disabled Khaesho's digestive system, and you don't need to breathe anymore."

Khaesho didn't really understand when Kalokin had explained canon and non canon to him, all he knew was that he could get a chance to really eat Shouyousei without actually hurting her. He adds a throaty chuckle to Kalokin's statement, and the action sends slight tremors flowing down his length. At this new information, Shou's fears vanish instantly. She immediately begins squirming and moaning, rubbing her hands along the walls of his stomach. Arching her back to slide her hand between her thighs, she writhes around excitedly. Apparently, Shou forgot to wear clothes today, because her fingers met no barriers, only her own slime soaked fur. She wasn't surprised by this fact; she rarely wore clothes anyways. She squirms and wiggles yet more as she tries to please her mate and herself at the same time. Khaesho is thoroughly enjoying her wriggling, but takes the time to flex his muscles, curling in a bend to squeeze her body in new ways. It made her whimper and gasp, as she wriggled around. Fingers desperately sliding in and out of her body, she curled her toes and squirmed against him all the more, tickling her fur along his muscles. Her movements are visible even from outside of Khaesho's stomach, and Kalokin is fairly easily able to deduce that she is furiously fingering herself. Khaesho is quite busy masturbating to the sensation, but he and Kalokin share half of a look before an idea is formed, and they want to re-enact something from CotS. Kalokin shrinks his form down to a much smaller Naga and then literally dives into Khaesho's mouth. With them working together, he is swallowed in seconds, and Kalokin soon makes his way to where Shou is quite busy enjoying the ride.

"Hey there sexy. What are the odds of running into you, here of all places?"

Hazy and aroused, half swallowed by heat and sensation, it takes her a moment to realize Kalokin is there and when she does she whines in need. Achingly empty and panting, her back arched as she spread herself much as she could manage, wriggling about in her mates belly.

"K..Kalo..!"

Kalokin... somehow... manages to turn himself around, so that all three of them are oriented in the same direction. His greedy tongue spills forth from his maw to grab and massage Shou's breast while his hands creep down her sides. He pushes one finger from each hand into both holes, then pulls back to spread her wide. Just for the occasion, he's rearranged his hemipenes so that they are stacked vertically. Now he can double stuff her without worrying about awkward positioning. He pulls himself upwards, slowly forcing both of his deliciously spiny cocks into your body, not stopping until your legs are spread wide around him and his belly scales tickle your fur. Clutching at his arms and then wrapping her arms around him, Shou whimpered as he teased her breasts and felt his fingers push into her wanton holes, leaving her gasping, soft body tightening around him some. Then she groaned when he pressed into her, thighs trembling and back arching as she rubbed her body against him and against the inside of Khaesho's belly, claws dragging lightly against scales as she clutched his shoulders. He wastes no more time with words, he simply crams his meat into her as hard as he can, as rapidly as he can. His spines drag at her walls with each withdrawal, tickling her immensely only for the sensation to be reversed as he slams back in with force.

Between Khaesho's hard working stomach and their own previous arousals, it didn't take long for them to approach a climax together, and Shou squealed as her pleasure peaked, causing her to clamp down around the spiked invaders. Kalokin pulled out and thrust back in as deep as possible as he emptied his considerable load inside of her. His thick cream filled her belly until it started to swell, straining the flesh until she stretched. Kalokin knew exactly where the line was between full and painful, and he hit it just perfectly, withdrawing only once Shou's stomach stretched as if she was already a month pregnant. He pulls his mouth up from her breast to kiss her before fades away into nothing with a laugh. He pulls his hot, sticky essence out of her stomach too, removing the wonderfully full feeling from her. She wonders exactly what the laugh is for before she remembers precisely where she is; Kalokin could form and dissipate at will, but for Shou, this was a one way trip, and she was approaching the end.

Khaesho's anus dilated in anticipation of his rather large passenger, and he squeezed hard until Shou's slimy feet poked through. He was used to passing the digested bones and carcasses of his meals, but Shou wasn't even slightly digested, and she was giving him a hard time of it. Kalokin, noticing his vessel's trouble, formed again and immediately went to where Shou's wriggling feet poked out of Khaesho's asshole. He grabbed hold of her ankles and pulled, sliding Shou's slimy body from Khaesho's form one slick inch at a time. Once her shoulders and head are free, her wrists slide out with a sick schlop, and the two mortals pant on the ground in a slimy puddle while Kalokin surveys them. He turns his head to look over his shoulder at you directly through the fourth wall.

"Ya done? Good, now get the fuck out of here ya pervet."

Khaesho's exhausted voice rises with apparent confusion.

"Kalokin, who are you talking to?"

"Nobody important."

He gives you one last glare before grabbing some towels and a garden hose as the story ends.