	Swirls of cigarette smoke lazily drifted upwards through the dim lights of the club.  The clank of dishes being picked up cutting through the dull chatter of the now well stuffed patrons.  Predators of all stripes and sizes leaning back in chairs and rumbling in pleasure as attention drifts steadily to the large curtain on stage.  A small sign promising a lovely, intimate little love story of a mouse and his anaconda lover, told in three acts.  Of course, the mouse being listed as “Mouse, Feeder” and the picture of a pair of pink feet kicking from the gaping, scaled jaws of the anaconda hide little of what show they've really come to see.  A few burps rumbling from the crowd as the lights casually begin to dim, impatient grumbles from an eager crowd.
	The curtain finally slowly draws open to reveal a slender mouse, the sleek, small male quite nude before the crowd.  The albino's thin white fur doing nothing to hide the pink arousal bobbing against a belly.  His ears perk over the crowd in pink embarrassment, the leather tag piercing his left ear marking him as a feeder for the restaurant.  Red eyes take a quick look back, hearing the slam of the door shutting behind him with a cringe and hunch of shoulders.  Pink paws nervously wringing in front of him as he looks over the crowd's lustful gaze with a quiet whimper, tail slapping the floor in anxiety.  He nearly jumps when the quiet grinding of the anaconda's cage opens before his eyes, whining softly for all to hear.  The stench of lust growing as the audience smells the fear and arousal off the mouse before them, leering upon the prey.  His red eyes wide as they they gaze into the eyes of the creature that will soon kill him and end his days in that scaled gut. 
	A sibilant hiss of scales dragging across the wooden stage announces the anaconda's leisurely entrance.  A massive maw swaying back and forth towards the mouse's frozen form, long tongue flicking out experimentally towards the cowering male.  Foot after foot of scaled predator sliding forth onto the stage as the crowd's attention focuses on the doomed prey.  At least twenty feet of snake slithers towards the mouse's feet, that long tongue dancing here and there along the fine fur of his meal.  The prey quivering in fear, soft hands reaching out to curiously stroke the thick scales and strong muscles of the immense snake before him, eliciting a pleased hiss as that broad head nuzzles back firmly.
	Slowly the large anaconda curls around those pink feet, a swaying dance of awkward pets and firm pushes as the mouse is guided towards center stage.  Each attempt at stepping away from the spotlight in the center earning the prey a firm push from the snake's head, nudging and hissing forcefully to the dazed meal.  The mouse squeaking nervously, his chest rising and falling steadily as he's turned around again and again by the shifting coils of the anaconda, finally tripping over the strong band of muscles and scales to land butt upturned In the spotlight on center stage.  His eyes looking fearful to the crowd's leering stares, feeling the growing weight of a proud snake upon his back.  There's a soft grunt and gasp from the mouse as he feels a slick firmness press to that upturned butt of his.  His tail flicking and struggling to press down as that reptilian penis grinds up against the curve of his rump, helpless but to feel it swell and pulse against him to the cheer of the crowd.  A heavy coil of tail presses under his arms, helping lift them from his chest as he's forcefully kissed by the snake's scaled lips.  Act one soon ending as the snake draws himself lazily upon the frightful, writhing meal below him.
	The muffled struggles of prey are faintly heard as the first coil of tail loops around that panting chest.  There's a quiet, slick squelch and pop, the mouse struggling to cry out against the firm kiss of his predator.  The fat, slimy red snake penis visibly sinking into that slender upturned butt, mouse left bent over the snake's widest coil.  A gurgle rumbles through that serpentine belly he rests on, making pink paw feet kick more from the futile struggles of his smaller body.  Inch by inch that big coil of tail slides dry scales over his soft chest fur, soon helping him rest as it's girth encompasses him.  The predator feeling that heart stammer in the chest he controls, a kiss breaking to slip his head back and gaze over his presentation.  Mouse boy bent over his broad tail, rump upturned nicely to show off that fat, drippy cock grinding into the tightness of his butt.  A strong, thinner coil of tail curled around a chest and helping push out arms to his side, ready to constrict.  Nice bare feet kicking and jerking uselessly against the heavy scales and floor, to let the crowd appreciate the attempt at struggles.  The slick squelch of fucking and panting of doomed prey as he patiently waits to let the moues fully realize his last moments alive, a very stiff arousal trapped between bellies scaled and furry.  A whine leaving the mouse as he closes his eyes tightly, toes curling as he waits for his death.
	Death will not be swift coming for the feeder mouse unfortunately.  A soft sigh of scales brushing fur as that broad coil of tail shifts and glides tighter.  A moaned gasp pressed out as strong muscles press down upon that slender chest.  Those paws starting to kick and hands push roughly, scratching at the dry scales of the constricting anaconda.  Inch by inch those muscles clamp down, rippling and squeezing and pressing the air out of the mouse like a bellows pump.  A whimpering cry of fear loudly pushed out before he's left quiet, followed by the faint 'hrrk' and hiss of breath straining to enter crushed lungs.  The lewd sounds of rough mating in the background as the anaconda's arousal rises and falls into that exposed rump before him, a low hiss as the snake closes his eyes to savor the feel of prey in his grasp.  Soon the mouse is forced silent, mouth opening and closing uselessly for air he is unable to grasp past that tight embrace.  His long tongue drooling, wide eyed as he stares back at the audience enjoying his slow demise and struggles.
	The steady mating of the snake's thick arousal grows quicker as his tongue flicks across the mouse's face in pleasure.  Eyes closed to concentrate on the sensations upon his taut scales, the firm kicks against his side and tight heat about his cock.  The wonderful feel of a heart racing towards destruction as a chest cramps and strains helpless around his squeezing muscles.  The firm slickness of a male's arousal on his belly, pulsing in deadly arousal as he slowly teases and rubs that hot flesh.  Steadily he holds his lover and meal, a shudder rolling through the snake's body as he hisses in pleasure.  The tight urge of orgasm quickly growing as his meal frantically tries to pull away from the painful embrace and fucking he's receiving, just making it all the more pleasurable for the anaconda.  The mouse's ears lips have started to hint purple and blue, eyes staring widely at the growing spots and darkness in his vision.  His tail and legs starting to flag as the steady need for air tires him out, dragging him slowly down as he tries to fight it off.
	There's a loud huff from the snake, a clench of muscles making a quiet gasp escape the blue lips of his meal.  That thick arousal plunging painfully deep into a rump before it twitches lewdly for the crowd.  The mouse straining with renewed vigor as ropes of cool, sticky semen begin to trickle down onto the floor.  The strong, musky scent of cum heavy on the air as the snake empties his pleasure into the dying mouse beneath him.  A low hiss as he shivers and curls slowly, twisting the meal in his grasp to lay him on top of his belly.  Helping to show off the dripping butt against his cloaca and throbbing penis, drawing it messily out to ooze cum all over his scales and the floor below.  While letting the crowd gaze upon the tense, dribbly length of mouse cock  his tailtip rubs up against, pleasuring the weakening meal he holds so lovingly tight and secure.  Eyes opening to watch his meal's cute little jerks as he acts out his last act on stage.
	The mouse has few lines left of his own at this stage, eyes wide and gazing dazed at the ceiling far above.  His world spinning in that painful embrace of scales and muscles, just a toy the snake uses before he becomes meat.  The steady masturbation against his arousal finally pushing his fading consciousness over the edge with a soft twitch.  An arcing ribbon of cum gracefully splashing onto the  snake's constricting coil, several more softer splashes of mouse seed gushing and dribbling onto his exposed belly as his toes curl and jerk in deadly pleasure.   The prey tossing his head, strugglign for life as he feels it slipping out from his grasp, pressed out with his breath by the serpentine grasp of his predator.
	Finally that head slumps, eyes wide and gazing blindly in his unconscious sprawl.  A close look would reveal the faint attempt at lungs to lift one last time, a flutter of heartbeat under a smothering embrace of muscles and scales.  And with a last twitch of toes and long tail, the mouse expires before the crowd.  Held for several more minutes to ensure he'll never move again, a quiet applause as the second act ends along with the mouse.  The snake slowly uncoiling himself to lay the nude, dead rodent out before everyone to admire.  Blue lips limply open, tongue dangling and eyes blindly gazing at the ceiling, his arousal flaccidly draped against a thigh, forever aroused before he disappears into the anaconda's maw.
	The final act begins with a crackling of jaws, distending open to press over the large dark ears of the dead mouse.  Stretching out steadily, the slow, casual shifting of his maw onto the mouse's body begins.  With a steady rhythm that maw shifts, dragging the mouse's still warm head into a bulging throat.  A quiet rippling and slurping as that gluttonous maw engulfs that head fully, pulling it into the snake's throat with a not too subtle bulge of the mouse's muzzle visible pressing out.  Soon those jaws stretch wider, shoulders crammed into the slimy throat of a greedy snake.
	The crowd politely chats as they watch the show ever so slowly finish before them.  The steady swaying tug of jaws crawling down thin mouse fur drags and pulls the limp chest and belly of his meal into that squeezing embrace.  Lips and tongue soon finding that nice, slick cum splattered belly to suckle on, while the bulge of shoulders and head lets one easily gauge how far he has progressed.  Inch by inch his white fur and pink flesh is engulfed and swallowed down, until just a long tail and pair of slender legs remains.
	Those slim hips and perky butt soon making another indicator of the male's position within a snake's gullet,  as legs begin to slide into that drooling maw.  Leisurely the anaconda lifts those pink feet up, proudly showing them off as gravity aids the limp meal's trip into a slimy belly.  At last those feet are kissed and licked, sweaty toes suckled upon before they dip past a greedy mouth.  Then with a final pop, those jaws close once more.  Sealing the mouse within his final resting place as that bulge makes it's final trip to the awaiting stomach he died upon.
	With the show over, there's a loud applause for the wonderful snake, and the excellent feeder mouse who gave his life for them to watch.  The snake casually begins to slither off, bloated with mousemeat under his scales.  The curve and bulge of the mouse's head, shoulders and hips revealing his position within that gluttonous snake's stomach.  The diners getting up to leave as the anaconda returns to his cage to digest his meal and await the next special.  For now dreams of struggling prey lulling him towards sleep as the show ends on a very successful note.  
	
