The day was long, but alas, I return home this moonlit night on an empty stomach. Another long day of scavenging for absolutely nothing. This is why we squirrels keep extra food stowed away… I just wish I hadn't promised Marc and Dev some of my secret stash when they were going through a dry spell, because now I'm cutting it way too close on food supply.
 
Thoughts of digging into my old acorn stash occupy my thoughts as I climb up my tree and into the hole I call home. It's nothing much, but it's pretty cozy, hard to spot, has some space to lounge around with friends; and oh yeah, I just installed a black snak--
 
--I freeze in place, realizing I'm just about to step right on the slick, black coils of a snake. I quickly reverse course and stand still, inches away, heart pounding with adrenaline and thoughts racing. My eyes stay fixed on the dark shape before me, slowly adjusting to the moonlight pouring in the entrance, scanning frantically for movement. My thoughts racing,
"Okay - don't panic - Just. Stay. Still… No motion, so it's sleeping. Doesn't notice I'm here."
 
I look around the room, and consider my exit strategy and fight options,
"That color… it doesn't look like any venomous snake I know of. And the head?"
 
I start to feel my breathing again… had I held it that whole time?
"That's a rat snake! And such a small one, too."
 
A wave of relief pours over me. Even if such a snake were to sneak up on me, I could easily tear it apart. I’m not the strongest squirrel out there but my teeth and claws have sent much scarier snakes fleeing for their lives! And this one's asleep! It doesn't stand a chance. 
Still…
My mind turns to thoughts of what could happen. Would… could a snake like this even eat me if I let it?
A tingle goes down my spine as my dick starts to stand straight up.
Oh gosh… letting such a tiny snake eat me would be so humiliating… to just let it slowly swallow me whole, squeezed super tight in its mouth… feeling waves of wet muscle pulling me deeper and deeper… I wonder how that would feel?
I look down at the snake's slick scales, eyes tracing the path I'd take, imagining how big a bulge I'd make.
 
Without even realizing it, I began touching myself, rock hard at the thought of letting this weak would-be predator get the better of me. My breathing deepened again. I began to shiver.
"I… I'm all alone with this snake… and it's really no threat… I may not get such a perfect chance again… What if I just… let it start eating me a little?"
I lift a paw from the ground, quaking in anticipation, already on the edge of orgasm.
"Am I really gonna… ahhhnnn… j-just a bit!"
 
Pleasure welling up inside me, I let go of my fear and hesitation. Leaning forward, my weight brings my paw back down, and it presses right into the snake's coils. 
I feel a reaction immediately, its slick scales soft and cool under my toes as it stirs awake. As the snake turns to look at me, I know I've lost the element of surprise. Dick in hand, mind clouded with thoughts of what is to come, body frozen as the snake slowly pulls back into a striking position, I begin to release.
Wave after wave of intense pleasure flood over my body as I release hot strings of seed all over the floor of my cozy tree home. I feel the wet soup splatter on my foot as it also reaches the snake's black coils. For just a moment, I'm so lost in pleasure I don't even think about why. I simply let myself be lost to lust.
 
Reality springs back to focus as I'm suddenly knocked backward off my feet and fall to the ground, immediately wrapped up and immobilized. I can't open my mouth! I look down my muzzle to see the snake looking back at me past its wide-open maw, currently wrapped around my muzzle. A wonderfully intimate kiss to complement the afterglow.
 
I lay back in the snake's embrace, enjoying every last moment as it slowly pulls itself over my muzzle, then over my eyes. My new partner wriggles for position and I end up on my belly, my dick throbbing hard against the dirty floor.
"If you want me this way… then you can take me~"
 
I strain to reach my dick, pressing and grinding it against the ground. The snake takes advantage of my movements and engulfs me further in its slick and slimy embrace, finally reaching the back of my neck. It seems pleased with my weak struggles and uncoils from my body, finally giving me a chance to continue pleasing myself.
"Ah… this is getting really tight… I really gotta finish soon and get out!"
 
Every time my mind turns to escape and the direness of the situation, I momentarily lose concentration. Edging over and over, each near-orgasm interrupted by another swallow, a cascade of cold, wet muscles pulling me in deeper, or another shallow breath of stale air reminding me how short a time I have left. I'm so turned on, paralyzed by my horniness and this situation, but if I don't just cum already--
 
--I'm pulled deeper with another gulp, dragging me through the dirt and pressing my hand against my dick. In a moment of clarity, I'm pulled out of my foggy haze of lust, and I try in vain to pull my arms away. I feverishly reach to grab the snake's mouth and pull myself out, but I can barely get an angle on it!
"No…"
"No, I can't!"
"There's gotta be some--"
--Another swallow pulls me into a panic. I lift my arms with all my strength, but all I can do now is rotate my wrists. I writhe and wriggle, slamming my body around, as the slick muscles contract around me, flowing up my body, squeezing and pulling. My breaths are shallow, my lungs too compressed to keep this up.
"I… I'm really… gonna die… I'm done for…"
My back arches intensely as I lift my pelvis, my rock-hard dick finally reaching orgasm entirely on its own. Gobs of semen fire off into the air, falling upon my belly and the snake's face. My fate is sealed. It's too late to save myself, and I'm barely managing to pull enough air to stay conscious. My breaths are short and shallow as I continue cumming. I've never had such a long and intense orgasm before.
Again, the snake inches down my body, now fully engulfing my hands in its tight grip. As the last throes of orgasm carry a shiver down my spine, I think of how happy it must be to have secured such a large meal with so little effort.
 
Rolling up my body, those coils pull me deeper and deeper with a mesmerizing rhythm. My struggles have stopped, and I quietly accept my fate. The air is thick with saliva and acrid fluids, the pulsing of throat muscles rolling over me and claiming every inch of my body. Nothing can save me now, unless my friends… 
No, even if they could save me, I wouldn't want them to see this.
 
My breaths grow shallower as I'm pulled in further, and I feel my dick pressing against the snake's nose. In spite of the terrible tightness and ever-lacking oxygen, I'm beginning to feel oddly comfortable in my new home. A wave of shame washes over me as my mind wanders to what Marc and Dev will think when they come looking for me.
My cock rubs against the snake's mouth as it's pulled in tightly, pressed to the side and engulfed. I shiver and moan in shameful delight, thinking about the scene they would come across. A tiny snake, venomless, with a me-shaped bulge in its belly. No signs of struggle, just a fat and happy snake.
I'm pulled in deeper, the warmed-up mouth of the snake coated in thick saliva, rubbing hard against my dick as I go.
 
Would I be digested already? I guess if they came looking in the morning, they'd find me still quite intact, but cold and motionless. If they waited long enough, I'd be a puddle of mush.
Again the muscles pull me deeper. It's getting quicker now. I want nothing more than to hump the snake's mouth but only my feet and tail have any freedom to move.
 
What will they do? I suppose they'd realize I'm long gone, but would they avenge my death? No, the natural state would not permit that. The snake is no threat, sleeping off a big meal… That's me. I'm… just a meal. It would be disrespectful not to let the snake use the life it took.
I feel my ankles meet the snake's mouth, as the tugging muscles start to work over my pelvis.
I'm really gonna die.
I'll die a shameful death.
Everyone's going to know.
This snake doesn't care.
All I can do is give it one last show before I'm dead.
Throbbing, rock-hard, my dick is pressed rhythmically by those warm, wet muscles. I tense up one final time, shaking, barely breathing, consciousness fading, my toes wiggling in front of the snake's face, and…
 
I let go.
I let it all go. I cum every last ounce I have built up inside me. I breathe deeply the fluids around me. My toes clench tight as they're lined up and disappear into the snake's waiting maw. I embrace the darkness. I orgasm forever. As my mind finally fades, as my body goes limp, my cock is still pumping itself dry. My being fizzles from existence in a rush of raw, powerful lust.