Warning! This story contains Vore, Double Shafts, Slits, M/M, bondage(?). If any of this offends you, or you are not legally allowed to be reading this, please press back in your browser and keep all comments to yourself.

The Predator’s Lust.

	Mike stared at himself in the mirror, hissing delightfully. He loved his new form. It hadn’t been too long since he obtained his Naga form, having just recently discovered how fun it can be. He smiled and ran his fingers over his slit, enough to feel the soft edges, and slowly slipped a finger inside. He felt the three holes within, one of them his new… tailhole to coin a phrase, the other two cradling his flaccid shafts. 

	That was one of the perks of being a Naga. Not only do you get a flexible body, but you get two shafts. The poison was nice two. He looked at his fangs, checking their length for dings and nicks, and was overjoyed when he found none. He glanced at the rest of his white scaled body, thoroughly thrilled with how well toned, yet still slim, it was, from the top of his head, covered in pure white hair, to the tip of his 15’ tail. Yes, this form was perfect.

	After all, it needed to be swift; it needed to be powerful… if he was going to catch his fox. Josh had lived with him for nearly half a year now, ever since the two of them became mates, and Mike had yet to find a way to truly thrill him. Yes, he enjoyed the chases they had, his snapping wolf fangs, holding him down and biting into his shoulder, oh how Josh loved it. But there was no threat. His grip couldn’t just break his arm; his bite carried no venom… which leads us to this. It was time for Josh to truly get a chase. 

	Mike smiled again and slithered to the door of his room, slowly opening it and sliding silently through it. He slid gracefully down the stairs, tasting the air with his sensitive tongue, looking for the faintest scent of his fox. Soon he had it. Josh was outside, in the front yard, probably reading or watching the passerby. Good, plenty of space to chase him in. He slithered to the door and opened it silently. 

	Josh was sitting in the front yard, obviously enjoying the somewhat brisk air. It had just snowed recently, but not so recently enough that the snow was still on the ground. The grass was crunchy however, as the morning dew froze over it. He was wearing an old sweater, one he didn’t particularly like, but it kept him warm. Although it wasn’t noticeable, Mike guessed that he was also wearing a long, cotton shirt underneath. His pants were the normal blue jeans, and Mike guessed he was still wearing the same boxers from last night. 

	Mike chuckled quietly, silently slipping outside, restraining from hissing at the cold. Best do this quick. He let out a mighty reptilian roar that sent Josh into a spasm of fear, causing him to stand up quickly, turn towards his attacker, and run in the opposite direction. Mike loved this part, as he quickly slithered after him, slowly but steadily making the distance between them disappear.  It wasn’t long before Josh rounded a corner, only to have his legs caught by Mike’s tail.

	Mike quickly dragged the struggling fox to him, coiling inside his long tail, and after he was tightly bound, started to slither home. Josh struggled against the grip of the snake, but to no avail as he clung too tightly. Mike smiled as he took him inside and back upstairs, throwing him onto the bed and locking the door from outside intrusion. Josh whimpered and shied away from him, making Mike laugh and slither closer.

	“Why struggle, my delicious foxy? My belly must feel so warm after such a cold day outside.” Mike licked up Josh’s neck, getting a low groan in response. This only egged him on more, nibbling and tasting his prize. Josh gasped between nibbles and licks, struggling to get free, but Mike just continued to hold him tightly to the bed, not letting him move an inch.

	“L-let me go!” Josh yelled as he struggled harder, but Mike only laughed.

	“Let you go? After I tried so hard to catch you and drag you here? Oh no, Josh, your mine, and there isn’t a thing you can do about it.” To prove his point, Mike quickly bit his lover’s neck, getting another moan in response, an obvious clue that the fox was loving this, and injected a dose of his potent toxin into him. Soon Josh went rigid, and then limp as it turned his nerves to jelly, making his body unable to move, but able to feel every last touch. 

	Josh let out a muffled groan, unable to move his mouth to muster the true sound Mike was hoping for. Oh well, every good thing has its drawbacks, and he had to work fast before the toxin wore off. He slowly slid a claw down Josh’s chest, slicing open his sweater and shirt, pleased to find neither of them being of any high quality, both easily replaceable. He licked up Josh’s chest, murring softly at the taste, and getting another moan for his efforts. 

	He then moved down, slowly unbuttoning and removing his pants, until his lover lay on the bed, naked save for his boxers, which had the unmistakable bulge of a sheath and balls, a very familiar set. Hooking onto the fabric of the underwear, he slowly pulled it off as well, exposing his lover’s goods to the elements, and more importantly, Mike’s wandering tongue. He slid his tongue deep into his lover’s sheath, wrapping it around his sleeping shaft, tugging and licking at it, helping it come out to play. 

	Josh moaned and writhed the best he could, but giving up shortly afterwards knowing his efforts were for nothing. Mike smiled again as he slowly got up, letting his lovers shaft slide into his slit, sending waves of pleasure through him and making both of his shafts slowly extend out. He licked at his victim’s shaft some more, making it harder and hopefully pleasing its owner, before placing the tip of one of his shafts to his victim’s tailhole, pleased as he hears a muffled gasp in response.

	He slowly pushes in, groaning in unison with his lover as his tailhole is forced to stretch to accommodate his snake’s large member. He continues to slide it in, feeling Josh grip and pull at his shaft, until its entire length was in. He then slides out, careful not to undo the work he has done, before fitting the other shaft’s tip to his tailhole as well, and with a might push, send both of them deep inside the helpless fox.

	Josh gasped loudly, quite a feat for someone who can’t move, as his tailhole is once again forced to stretch to fit not one, but two shafts inside him. Fortunately for the both of them, he manages to, although it remains quite a tight fit. Lifting the fox off the bed, Mike sets him down on his lap, Josh’s own shaft pressed between them. He gives the fox a devious grin before kissing him deeply, and thrusting fast and hard.

	Feeling was just coming back to Josh’s body, it slowly regaining the ability to move, and moaned loudly as his tailhole was roughly invaded over and over by Mike’s shafts. He grabbed onto Mike and held on tightly as soon as he could, giving quiet yips of pain and pleasure as both coursed throughout his body. These sounds started to drive Mike wild, causing him to thrust harder and faster, rubbing the inside of the fox raw. Josh whined from the force and started to leak precum from his shaft, it oozing down it and into his sheath. 

	It wasn’t long before Mike felt himself preing as well, moaning and humping the fox harder and faster than before, sending both into throes of joy and pain. The little fox yipped and groaned, holding on the best he could as the snake rammed him over and over. Soon he was Cumming all over both their chests, turning both of them whiter. Spurred on by his lover’s release, soon Mike gave a might thrust and erupted inside of Josh from both shafts, quickly filling his lover up with his seed. 

	For a few moments both of them laid on the bed, panting and moaning softly. It wasn’t until Mike reared back and bit powerfully into Josh’s shoulder again that Josh moaned loudly, yelling in joyous pain as his body was lit ablaze by his lover’s venom, making him go numb and unable to move. Mike then unhinged his jaw, sliding his maw over the fox’s head, finally pulling his semi-hard shafts out of his tailhole. 

	He started to swallow his prey, the fox’s head going down his throat as his fangs reached the shoulders. Soon, the shoulders became the back, the back became the lower back, and then his tail. Mike paused here to let his tongue slide around the fox’s shaft and into his sheath, licking and murring at the musky taste before sliding it down his throat too. Soon the tail, legs, and finally the paws all went down, until the fox was nothing more than a bulge inside his belly. 

	The predator grinned triumphantly at himself in the nearby mirror, rubbing his hand over his full, rotund belly, his shafts receding into the depths of his slit, until all evidence of them had all but disappeared. He laughed as the bulge started moving again, murring at the feeling of his captured prey. He looked down at his belly, rubbing it slowly and feeling the fox inside pause.

	“I love you hun.”