Scratch and Sniff General: demeaning femdom, oral, playing with your food, vaginal, vore (soft) Spoilery specifics: 1. crying, cunnilingus, prisoner/guard, maledom, near sex, dubious consent, sleep molestation 2. dangerously aroused snek, demeaning, embarrassingly girly smells, femdom, imminent sex, playing with your food, surprise snek 3. blow job, cunnilingus, demeaning, femdom, orgasm (female and male), oral, outdoor sex, playing with your food, 69 position, tail sex (pegging), swallowing cum, taking questionable advice from more questionable web sites, unfairly long tongue, virginity (male/anal) 4. anal, deepthroating tongue, demeaning, femdom, nonconsent, playing with your food, squeezing, tailjob, vaginal, virginity loss (male), vore (soft) 1 Year: 2035, just before the end of the war Sheshdhar wanted to help the resistance, but after having 2 mental breakdowns and missing 3 shots at point-blank range in his first battle, it had been decided that perhaps he wasn’t fit for the front line. Granted, XCom still couldn’t afford to fire anyone with as much help as they needed, so he was sent to a nice little prison bunker in the Arctic where he could watch alien captives that were awaiting questioning or less pleasant fates. It wasn’t the most well-funded, so the security of the compound trumped trivial concerns like proper heating and food that wasn’t nutrient paste. The only reason they didn’t freeze to death was that they were deep underground so the heat they did had didn’t escape easily. It was there, when assigned to watch the vipers, that Sheshdhar learned something interesting about himself. In short, he found them really, really hot. At the time, he thought this was abnormal, so kept it to himself, and luckily his armored uniform hit the problem he’d often have in proximity to the prisoners. It didn’t help that they were all female with shapely tops who wore no clothing on their bottom half. Even if nothing showed, you could sort of see where it would be if they pulled back the plating. Sometimes he would even try to strike up a conversation with one, but they all seemed as creeped out by him as most humans probably were by them, or just angry in general. And he couldn’t really put the moves on one with others around. That is, until near the end of the war. XCom was winning, which was good, but it had been at a cost. As they ran low on troops, soldiers began getting transferred back out, and the bunker became less of a prison and more of a waystation before the captives were transferred to a more automated facility guarded mostly by SPARK robots. Eventually, he was left as the only guard in his wing with only 2 or 3 prisoners tops. In fact, that day he was literally guarding an empty wing until a single prisoner was brought in. She was strikingly different from most of the others in that she had very pale scales, almost pure white, with a bit of barely visible light pink shade down her belly scales. He wondered if she was an albino strain, but couldn’t exactly ask her since she’d been sedated in transit. That probably meant she was a wiley captive if simple restraints weren’t enough to keep her from making a ruckus. The sedated viper was left on a bunk to await transfer the next day. They were reasonably nice to their prisoners, especially compared to the early exploits of XCom, so she was mostly unbound so that she could move about when the sedatives wore off. The cells themselves were transparent walls instead of bars, so she couldn’t stick her tongue through or anything. The only clothing she wore was a bright pink shirt, probably to keep her visible if she tried to escape, but Sheshdhar had to admit it looked rather cute on her. It had a tag on it with the name ‘Alba Lindbeck’, an oddly human name for a viper. He wondered if she was hatched on Earth, as those tended to have more human names.. Once the others left, this left him in a situation he might have fantasized about more than once. Alone with a heavily sedated female viper, which he could technically do anything to and almost certainly suffer no consequences. The only entrance was locked, and someone would have to buzz at the door to be allowed in, and due to their low budget the security camera here hadn’t been functional for a week. While he hadn’t had the nerve to ask them when she would wake up for fear of them suspecting something, she did seem like she was out like a light. He bit his lip, reopening her cell door and slipping inside much like he wanted to slip into her. He carefully moved towards her as she lay still on her back, tail stretched far off the end of the bunk and coiled against the floor. The single light in the cell was glistening off her plated belly scales, and all her scales looked incredibly polished, almost like they’d been waxed recently. They had such a soft comfortable look that he wondered if she had recently shed her skin. Sheshdhar sat on the bed next to her, sliding a hand up her belly, feeling the sleek smoothness of her scales, but a little pressure showed they were still as tough as they should be. In fact, her body was unusually muscled even for a viper; this girl could probably crush a man to death with no effort. He moved the hand curiously to her head, prying open the unconscious snake’s left eye. She had light green eyes, with the normally-white part a dull yellow. It was so exotic, strangely beautiful. He slid his hand to her maw, prying it open as wide as he could with the harness on her head, admiring the dangerous looking fangs, glistening white around the healthy pink gums as if she took very good care of them. Her information listed her as an ‘Inquisitor’ that had hunted resistance members, so she probably took good care of her teeth for reasons he’d rather not contemplate. What was most interesting though was her tongue, which he slowly tugged from her maw. Near the tip it was almost as thick as a human tongue, but as it rolled out to an incredible length, the base sections were like strong slimy rope. His eyes widened as it came all the way down to where her belly button would be if she wasn’t hatched from an egg, and he knew for a fact that it could stretch far longer. Goodness, what he wouldn’t give to have that wrapped around his shaft, but she’d have to be awake for that to happen and it wasn’t likely she’d be cooperative. Sheshdhar left her tongue out, his shaft throbbing just at the sight of it as he loosened the front of his pants. Pulling them open, he let his cock fall free, landing against her oddly cool scales and pulsating at the contact. For now he left it there, sliding his hands up her torso again to slowly pull her shirt upwards. It was odd that the vipers had breasts, not that he would complain about that. Once he pulled up her shirt, he found that she didn’t actually have nipples, which was a shame, but perhaps these were more venom sacks than anything else. Still, they were soft and pliable, each over-filling one hand as he massaged them. He could actually feel the fluid sloshing around inside them, and when he gave them a firm squeeze, she arched her back slightly and moaned. Sheshdhar paused, but she didn’t wake, so he continued massaging and squeezing until he saw a bit of venom drip from her fangs in her still open maw. So in a way, her fangs were her nipples? He had to admit that was a bit badass, but it probably wasn’t the best idea to suck on them. Besides, the thing he was most curious about was further down. He slid his hands back down her body just past where her belly button would have been. He’d never had the nerve to look it up, but wondered if they had a single cloaca like a snake, or if the addition of human DNA might have given them a more mammalian pussy on the front with their pucker further down near the tail tip. There wasn’t anything visible there, but he testingly moved his hands about her crotch, attempting to pull the scales apart. To his delight, he found two rows of plates that separated with gentle pressure, and her body arched a bit more. Too excited to pause this time, he pulled them further apart to see what he could find, licking his lips when they came apart enough to show softer looking flesh, with a vulva not unlike a human’s, lips tightly clasped together. He understood that male vipers were either rare or potentially extinct at this point, so there was a good chance of her being a virgin with males, at least unless she had similar habits of doing things to prisoners. He leaned forward, taking a curious breath of her intimate scent. It smelled different than he expected, a light scent almost like roses, but with a tangy flavor to it on top of that. He rolled his eyes back at the scent as his shaft became painfully hard. Either her pheromones acted like an aphrodisiac, or he was just in super-perv mode. Sheshdhar couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled himself up atop her, straddling the base of her tail section and massaging her hips before pulling her open again. Being quite the uneducated virgin himself, it didn’t occur to him that he should get her wetter before shoving inside. He grinned widely as she slid his shaft against her scales, positioning himself at her entrance with his balls resting on her scales. “Fucking perverted ape,” a gruff female voice said, and he froze with tip just shy of pushing her netherlips apart. He slowly looked up to see that she had awakened from her slumber. Though the sedation was still keeping her too weak to attack him, she was definitely aware of what was happening. “A-as if you deserve better,” Sheshdhar said. It was a cliche line, but he couldn’t think of any other. “Raping me won’t bring back the filthy humans I exterminated,” she hissed, seeming to make the assumption from his words that this was some kind of revenge. “I’m not raping… that’s not what…” Sheshdhar stammered. Having it called that outloud did affect him enough to not push further even though his shaft was still throbbing. His brain hadn’t really made that connection yet because he wasn’t dealing with a human being, and there was a natural instinct to see her as less than his own kind. “You’re just a monster…” “And how the FUCK does me being a monster make this not rape?” she huffed as loudly as she could in her weakened state. “Maybe I should describe how some of your rebel friends died screaming when I took them out, if I’m lucky I’ll happen upon the story of whoever you’re angry about, you worthless incel. I might have even raped them, so maybe I do deserve this.” He seethed in anger at her words, and for a moment it only hardened his resolve not to care about her feelings. However just before ramming it in, he glanced up at her face. It was clenched up in anger as he expected, yes, but her jaw and claws were trembling too, tears streaming down her face at the prospect of being violated by a stranger in a prison cell. She pulled her tongue fully inside and bit down on her quivering lip, clearly straining to keep from outright sobbing. Gods, what had he become? Nothing this woman did justified defiling her, especially if she really was hatched on Earth and had been raised by the enemy to know no better. She needed to face justice wherever she was headed next instead of at the hands of some loser that wasn’t even good enough for the front lines. He shamefully slid off of her, pulling his shaft back into his pants, his erection already softening in self-loathing. She didn’t speak again at first, but as he turned to walk towards the exit of her cell, he could hear her sniffle then sigh in relief behind him. “What are you doing…” he heard her say behind him, voice sounding quite a bit more human to him than before, with maybe an odd twinge of disappointment. “Even after we agreed I deserved it? Fucking pansy, no wonder you’re not on the front lines.” Sheshdhar paused, but then continued and closed the door, making sure to lock it. He turned to go back to his station, face red with embarrassment and guilt. She hissed as he heard the bed shifting from her moving about. “Fine, I’m sorry or whatever.” “For what?” He paused again, turning around to look at her still lying on the bed but turned away. “For anyone I hurt that you knew,” she sighed. She then tugged her shirt back down over her venom breasts and didn’t say another word for the rest of her time there. When she was taken away the next morning, she was just as willy as she’d probably been the day before, and they once again had to sedate her in addition to the binding that kept her coils, teeth, and claws locked in place. As she was taken away though, she gave Sheshdhar an oddly curious look that he had to wonder about. It didn’t matter, he supposed. He guessed now that it was empty again, he’d go through some of the paperwork he’d been lazily letting stack up. He shuffled through the papers left on his desk, and froze as his eyes settled upon one in particular. It was a repair ticket marked ‘completed’, for the security camera that he believed had been offline. It was fixed the morning before she arrived, which means every second of his molesting her was recorded for posterity. Whether anyone saw it depended on if the other guards were as lazy as him or not. Crap. 2 Year: 2040 in City 31 After the war was won, Sheshdhar left the bunker, working various odd jobs for the new government until he ended up in City 31. It was a pretty cushy security job in an office where he was very unlikely to see combat despite the unrest there. Rebels didn’t usually bother ransacking a records office. He had experienced some relief as well, in that he found out that his attraction to vipers was quite normal for humans. It was so normal, in fact, that there were viper strip clubs in the city that he visited regularly. There were few things more erotic to him than watching a shedding viper peel off her shedding skin on stage, and much of his off-time was spent on web sites like playnoodle.xxx, while a lot of his pay went to simping for viper camgirls on onlysneks and similar sites. He’d seriously considered approaching one of the viper prostitutes he sometimes saw about, but he’d never had the nerve since it wasn’t exactly legal. He would have been happy to just live out the rest of his life there, but one day he learned something that made him fear that life would be shortened. A new group called ‘Chimera Squad’, supported by the Commander themself, had arrived in the city to help keep the peace. Among that group was one codenamed ‘Agent Torque’, and from the newscasts he’d seen, he was almost certain she was the albino viper that he’d molested in that Siberian prison five years before. While Sheshdhar hadn’t been called on it up to this point, he didn’t exactly want to be seen by her, and the fact that she now worked for XCom was quite the complication if his actions came to light. Had she already told anyone? Had anyone noticed the security feed and told anyone else? If the Commander or Director Kelly found out what he did to her, there’d be Hell to pay, or possibly his penis to pay. He’d been despairing over what could happen for a week when he found a note slipped into the vent in the front of his barracks locker. He could have asked to view the security footage of the hall to see who did it, but that itself might draw suspicion to him. The contents were simple, in all-upper-case that didn’t look like any handwriting he knew: I KNOW WHAT YOU DID IN THE WAR… SNAKE LOVER! MEET ME AT THE ROOF AND GET WHAT YOU DESERVE! On the back was a date and time, that weekend when the office would be closed on holiday. Normally their viper employees would use the roof to sun themselves on hot days, but there shouldn’t be any of them here that day. He could always volunteer for the shift, but he wondered who they were. They’d have to be either one of the other guards, someone with authority to walk past the guards, or the skills needed to sneak in. Regardless, now that the Commander had ordered them to collaborate with the new alien recruits, Sheshdhar couldn’t imagine getting this note for just being nice to one. No, the only thing it could refer to was the incident five years ago. He’d never even touched a viper at any other time. Granted, with such a meeting spot, they probably weren’t planning on killing him or turning him in. They’d likely rough him up a bit and give him a talk about what he did to their friend or comrade. The best way to avoid the risk of court martial was to go and take his licks, as unpleasant as it was likely to be. It wasn’t like he’d ever done anything like that since; he was still a virgin in fact. Wearing his casual uniform shirt and pants, he took the note with him as he went to the roof of the building. He expected someone to be waiting for him there, and hoped it was a human and not something big with angry fists like a muton. When he opened the door to the roof and looked out, however, he didn’t see anyone. He stepped out onto the expansive roof, staying away from the edge just in case the plan was to make him have an accident off the side of the building. There was plenty of machinery and antennae that they could have been hiding behind. “H-hello?” he stammered as he cautiously walked out. “It’s Sheshdhar… I got your note, whoever you are.” It would have been more relaxing had he just stepped out on the roof and been met with a fist to the face. Standing out there in anticipation was so much worse, and he started to wonder if this was a prank and the note-writer had just happened to say some random thing that matched up with the skeleton in his closet. Well it was a bright sunny day at least, so he got a good look at the beautiful sky and horizon. He wondered if there were flowers in bloom below, because he could smell sweet roses even up here. He sighed, about to head back inside, when for a split second he noticed something on the metal roof at his feet. It was a shadow with arms stretched out… atop the machinery right behind him! Before he could turn around fully to see who it was, he was suddenly tackled from behind by a large, lithe figure, muscular arms wrapped tightly around his chest and pinning his arms to his side as the note fluttered to the ground. He squealed like a girl scout on a meth binge as he toppled over helplessly. Sheesh, some soldier he was; no wonder they had him guarding snake waifus during the war. He expected his head to slam into the metal, but instead it smacked a cushioned surface as if to break his fall enough not to give him head trauma. It didn’t initially occur to him that the surface was scaled and in fact a snake tail. Instead, he thrashed in a most undignified manner. “I’m sorry, it’ll never happen again!” Sheshdhar screeched, eyes clenched, hoping they didn’t kill him now because these would be terrible last words. “I’ll never touch a snake again as long as I live!” “You’re touching one right now, dumbass,” said a gruff female voice in response. A familiar voice. “You can’t identify one at this range? You’re one of those numbskulls that could have your gun an inch from my face and miss, aren’t you.” He paused his struggling, then realized that the arms weren’t the only thing wrapped around him. A smoothly-scaled and rather buff length of reptile was wrapping around his lower body as well. Sheshdhar opened his eyes slowly, and stared into not a human but a viper face, a smug smirk adorning it. The smell of roses was also a great deal thicker as the soft scales slid over his body. She’d recently shed, much like that viper in… Actually he was pretty certain it was this viper back then. He’d not seen any other with her color scheme since, so it must have been rare. She was bottomless, as vipers very often got away with due to how discreetly their scales covered their lower bits, and wore a white tank top with the simple word ‘XCom’ across the front in blue. It wasn’t unlike the shirt she wore on that day other than the duller colors. “Oh crap…” Sheshdhar wasn’t sure what to do. It certainly made sense how the person knew what he’d done now if it was in fact the person he did it to. “Y-you’re not gonna eat me… right um… Miss… uh…” He wanted to call her by her proper name instead of her agent name, but that was so long ago. “For fucks sake,” Torque rolled her eyes. “You know, when a girl wakes up captive with a pervert seconds from ramming his tiny rod into her, the expectation is that he’ll at least remember her name.” “Ah, sorry,” Sheshdhar became more nervous when she didn’t answer the question, then tensed as he felt her body squeeze slightly and her long tongue danced over her lips, eyes narrowing. The situation went from terrifying to slightly awkward though when he felt his pants bulge. “Are you seriously getting a boner because you believe I’m about to swallow you whole?” Torque sighed. “What a freak. You know what, you don’t need to remember that old name, just call me Torque.” Her smile broadened slightly. “Speaking of torque… did you know I actually broke the machine they use to measure how hard a viper can squeeze? They had to buy an improved model to accommodate me.” He lightly tried to bend his compressed body a bit, just to see if he could wriggle out, but it was no use. Her coil muscles weren’t even bulging that much either, as if she was using a fraction of her full strength to hold him. In all likelihood, she could crush every bone in his body at any time she wanted. Beneath his terror at his surely imminent death, he felt a strange warm moisture against one hip, but failed to ponder what it was. “T-that’s impressive…” Sheshdhar said sincerely, but then begged as he felt her coils tighten another inch. “Look I can’t help it, you’re beau… I mean… look, I only made one mistake, I never did that to anyone else I swear.” “So you’ve never fucked a viper, hm?” Torque’s smirk became a sharp-toothed grin, her fangs drooling with what he hoped was saliva. “Living in a city with a viper whore on every corner? Do you really think I believe that?” “I’ve… sort of never had sex at all,” Sheshdhar swallowed nervously and looked away. “I-I never had the nerve to ask one.” He took a deep breath, the smell of rose getting stronger, but it didn’t really smell quite like proper flowers either. It was too tangy, now that he thought about it, and slightly familiar. “A-are you wearing rose perfume?” Toque snorted in laughter. “You’re a virgin? I managed to lose that without having ever met a male of my own species, what kind of a…” she trailed off when he mentioned the roses and suddenly broke eye contact with him, losing the smile and letting out a long sigh before a quiet. “... can’t help that.” “Can’t… help what?” Sheshdhar was confused, but a little glad when her coils loosened just slightly. “My natural scent gets stronger when I’m in heat, okay?” Torque snapped, but her blush intensified as she looked him squarely in her eyes. Gods, her green and yellow eyes were still gorgeous. “You might know that if you’d ever bothered to get laid!” “Humans don’t do that!” Sheshdhar said, breathing heavily and hoping to calm her before she started tightening her coils again. “Well you’d know if you’d boned a viper then, racist!” Torque said, and there was a slight tightening. Crap. “I can’t believe you’ve never even… after jumping on the chance to molest me, you really… FUCK!” She clearly thought and even hoped that he was more experienced with vipers, maybe also that he wouldn’t give her a hard time about the smell because of it. A tough woman like her probably wasn’t happy about biology forcing her to smell girly. Regardless, it was now clear that her intention wasn’t to beat him up or devour him for vengeance. His shaft’s throbbing was now so intense that it hurt worse than her coils around him. “I-it’s a nice smell, honest,” Sheshdhar said, stammering even more when faced with an amorous female than he did in the face of death. It didn’t help that he knew if she lost her amorous state, she’d be the face of death again. “You really like it?” Torque asked, turning her head a bit more away and loosening her coils more to the point that he could move his arms. “The rest of the squad make flower puns at me when they smell it… insensitive asshats.” Her face tightened as if realizing what she said and added nonchalantly. “Not that it bothers me, I mean I tell them to slither off and die obviously.” “O-of course,” Sheshdhar was sweating bullets now, wrapped in her body and under the hot Sun atop the metal roof. “I-I wouldn’t mind getting a closer smell if ya know what I mean… bad at flirting sorry.” As a bit of an apology, he moved his now free arms to grasp around the coil at his chest, pulling as if to tighten it again as an invitation. Once her coils loosened and he was shifted around more, he realized that there was a wet spot on the front and side of his pants from where she’d rubbed against him. He glanced down, seeing several thick strands of the secretions connecting them. He could see where several plates below her belly had pushed apart, revealing dark red flesh within, practically bleeding pussy juice in her state of arousal. “Perverted little bitch,” Torque said, glaring down at him with her piercing eyes, even more beautiful when paired with her scent. His shaft throbbed again, and he was starting to realize how much he liked her insulting him. “Well I was expecting someone with more of a spine to break, but I guess I can make it work.” 3 Torque reoriented herself, but wasn’t giving him up or letting him down, not that he’d have tried to escape at this point. She moved her upper body to wrap about his shoulders, then slowly slid her lower body off him as she coiled around him from the other direction. Her head was now at his feet instead of his own head, with a strand of her body between his knees to keep his legs apart. Not only that, but her skilled lashings seemed to have loosened his pants, which came open and slid down to his knees to leave him in his bulging underwear. More delightfully for him, she stopped with her gaping hole right above his face. He stared at it in stunned silence for a moment, admiring how her strong abs and oblique muscles still came together where her thighs would start if she had them, right where her front plating was pulled apart in her aroused state, her exposed vulva visibly twitching as he felt the first warm drop of fluid drool down to land on his cheek. The rush of scent was overpowering, and somehow felt like it was pulling him into a drunken haze. Even if she hadn’t bore young, her body definitely gave off more of a milf vibe than it did five years earlier. “Well?” Torque grumbled when he didn’t immediately shove his face against it. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? I tell ya what, we’ll make a deal. If you show me a good enough time, I won’t turn you into viper shit when we’re done. Even though ‘burial by being flushed’ would suit a shitcunt like you.” As if to punctuate her words, he heard a soft rumbling sound from within her belly. He was well aware that vipers were capable of it, on account of their being laws specifically against vipers eating sapient species. He’d heard some people online talk about it like it was their fetish, but he’d never wanted to see that himself, especially not from the inside of the viper. Then again, it wasn’t like he had any intention of leaving her unsatisfied anyway, and the constant verbal abuse was more encouraging than it should be. His torso and legs were held in place tightly enough that a slight flex from her mighty body would break bones, but she’d allowed his arms to be free. He wrapped them around her hips, grasping the partial cheeks on the opposite side of her body as he opened wide and pushed his face to her nethers. As gooey as she was, she was also very clean. He realized on closer inspection that her scales weren’t exactly fresh, which meant she hadn’t recently shed. That meant that she’d actually taken the time to scrub and wax her whole body for him prior to coming here, right down to the softer flesh around her pussy within the scale pouch. He had to admit, it was extremely flattering, even if she did it assuming he was more badass than he was. She tasted more delightful than he remembered, like sucking on a fountain of candy aphrodisiac. He trailed his tongue around her vulva, then brought his hands around to pull the plates apart further, surprised at how much give they had, until he could press his entire face against the silky exposed flesh and dive his tongue into her passage. She settled her body so that they were both on their side, and he felt her fluid drool down his cheek and onto the roof beneath them like thick honey. Her hips tensed up in delight at his enthusiasm. “Damn it,” grunted Torque as she grasped a claw at his underwear. He thought she’d grope him, but instead she just grasped the cloth and yanked it, his body held steady so that she could rip it clean off of his body and toss it right off the roof. He felt her hot breath on his member as it flopped free. “I was expecting some tough guy that would give me a rutting, and what do I get but aaaa ahhhhhssss…ssss…” Her words devolved hisses as he dug his fingers against the plates massaging the flesh as far out as he could while digging his tongue in deep into the veritable soup bowl of arousal. She repaid him by coiling her tongue around his shaft, which was long enough to tightly wrap his entire above-average length and then slurp around his dangling ball sack as well. It was little wonder that vipers enjoyed one another so much that their former masters instituted population controls. He arched his back as he felt her go down on him fully, her fangs sliding down either side of his shaft as her warm maw covered him. She completely unhinged her jaws as she might when swallowing prey, pushing herself further and engulfing his belly and thighs within the warm mouth. He tensed more as he felt her sharp teeth scraping against his legs and stomach, but then relaxed when his shaft was engulfed balls-deep directly into her throat. Her throat muscles contracted, rippling from base to tip to massage him as her tongue continued to stroke, then slathered his testicals in her thick saliva. It was apparent that she was used to swallowing food and perhaps the occasional partner whole, because there wasn’t a hint of choking as she began thrusting her neck to slide him in and out of the tight throat. The way she worked over him with such care while somehow avoiding puncturing his skin outright with her teeth… she definitely had practice with this that he definitely didn’t deserve. But while he did lack experience, he definitely had knowledge from all the articles he’d read about pleasuring vipers on playnoodle.xxx. Time to see if he could trust questionable advice about alien pussies from online sources. He kept the plates all the way apart, then dug both thumbnails into the wet, sensitive skin on either side of her pussy, dragging them downward like a set of glancing snake fangs, tweaking at her clit before dragging them all the way back and repeating. He nipped lightly against one lip, biting lightly at her labia and tugging the elastic flesh before letting it pop back. As he did the other side the same way, he turned his hands and dug his forefingers on each hand into her opening while still dragging his thumbs up and down, pulling her apart as far as his weak human hands could. Her muscles were so thick even around her vent that he had to strain to pull her open very far. Sheshdhar could see deep inside of her now, flesh slightly pinker as it deepened, thick secretions drooling down the sides and off the tunnel’s top to pool at the bottom before sliding out down her body and his face. He pushed his face against her again, ramming his tongue as far as it would go, rubbing his chin against her nub as he dragged his tongue around the full contour of her passage and massaged his forefingers around the edges before. Torque clearly didn’t expect this because she actually choked on his shaft from the shock, and he felt several of her teeth accidentally break flesh with a pinch he barely noticed beneath his arousal. She tugged them back shortly after, but he felt a bit of her poison coursing through him. He knew that amount of viper poison wasn’t lethal, so the act felt more erotic than anything, and the wooziness just made him harder. “Been reading up on my cunt, you little incel?!” Torque asked. Though her words were muffled, she could still speak as vipers used their neck muscles mostly to speak, almost like some birds. “You think you’re the choicest meat cause you jacked off to some newscast of me and then read some how-to about my fun bits?” She wasn’t wrong. She was however determined to show him up. Her tail tip suddenly curled around his face, the tip wriggling at such speed that it buzzed. She slather the tip in her own pussy juice before pulling it away, and he glanced up to see where it went. He tensed as it arched out like a scorpion stinger, then drove itself towards his hindquarters, still rapidly vibrating. With perfect precision, she drove it straight into his virgin behind. Luckily both her technique and his arousal kept it from being too much of a pain in the ass, and she quickly curled it to drag the vibrating tip against his prostate from the inside of his rectum. His moan was as loud as it could be with his face blowing bubbles against her drenched slit, and he couldn’t pull his head back with her coils putting more pressure on the back of it. The moan sent shivers through her as well, causing Torque to briefly giggle up a storm, sending similar waves over his shaft. The giggling was far more cute than it deserved to be, and she constricted her neck to cut it off, but that only twisted her throat around his shaft more and made him gush precum down her gullet as he teetered on the edge of his first climax into a living creature. Sheshdhar tried his best to get her off first, even if he’d enjoy the ridicule that would result if he didn’t, but it was a losing battle. Her throat was a dream come true, feeling even better than he imagined her pussy would around his shaft. On top of that, she had her rapidly vibrating tail pegging him, moving in time with her throat. Unable to even concentrate on his own spastic tongue and fingers, he blew the biggest load he ever had, first blasting directly into her throat, then across the inside of her maw as she pulled back. She wrapped her tongue around him fully again, stroking it up and down as she milked him for everything he was worth. She mmm-ed as he felt her tongue tip slather his seed over her gums as if wanting every taste bud to be drowned with the taste of human cum. “You have 60 seconds,” Torque grunted as she pulled her tongue from around his shaft. She didn’t need to explain the threat as he felt her coils tighten again as her face was pressed more firmly against her aroused slit. Though she tried to hide it in her voice though, she was on the edge as well. Sheshdhar could tell with how her lips seemed to twitch, even the flesh surrounding them tensing as if straining to hold her own orgasm in. He pushed four fingers of one hand into her slit, stretching it open and digging his thumbnail against her clit. Sheshdhar nipped at her lips, tugging them both at once over his hand as his freehand dragged his nails lightly across the sensitive flesh surrounding it. It seemed that the online information hadn’t led him wrong, vipers really did like scratching and nipping at their most sensitive area. He was glad his shaft wasn’t still in her maw as she clenched her maw so hard that he could have sworn he heard her teeth creak against one another, then her whole body convulsed violently around him. It felt like she barely contained herself enough not to break him as his face was awash in viscous juice. It was all over his face, in his hair, and stung sharply at his eyes, but he didn’t care, continuing to work at her as she squeaked shrilly between her clenched jaws and pushed her powerful body against his face until he couldn’t breathe. He probably could have died happy at that moment, crushed and suffocated in snake pussy, but she ended up loosening her grip and pulling his head back enough for him to take a gasping breath. There was so much juice that he was able to take a whole mouthful, turning his head up and gargling her juices, which tasted oddly like a fruit cocktail above all the strange scents he was now covered in. He was in Heaven and couldn’t imagine anything better. “Pathetic,” Torque said between clenched teeth, impossible as it was to pretend she hadn’t loved that. “You haven’t even stuck your tiny Tim where you wanted to put it five years ago and you’re already satisfied? If you’re too exhausted for more, you can rest next to your nasty cum I swallowed.” “Not even close,” Sheshdhar said wetly, but also had to admit he was a bit dizzy. “Though… maybe a few minutes.” “A few minutes?” she laughed mockingly. “Well tough noodles, snack, you get the seconds it takes me to reposition.” It would have been more of a threat if her body wasn’t shivering as much as his. 4 Sheshdhar was a little disappointed when she uncoiled from him fully, but it seemed to only be so that she could get the rest of his clothes off. Torque was so excited that it was less undressing him and more grabbing handfuls of cloth and ripping them off his body. Both his pants and shirt were in shreds around him, shoes discarded off the edge of the building, when he finally reached for her shirt to pull it upwards. “Uh, you know I still need to walk home after this…” Sheshdhar said quietly as he pulled her shirt up higher and licked his lips at her venom sacks flopping down. Not to mention some more hours of my shift, this is technically my lunch break… or was.” “Humans have such weird ass nudity taboos,” Torque grunted, tearing her own shirt off the same way she’d done his clothes, leaving them both bare atop the roof with the warm Sun shining down on them. “It doesn’t matter besides, I’ll make sure you’re hidden on your way out. It’s my lunch break too, after all.” “Oh well that’s…” Sheshdhar started, then paused and glanced about. “Wait, you don’t mean inside you right?” “Worry less about that inside me and more about this inside me,” Torque almost shrieked. “I swear if you go soft, I’ll reinflate it by crushing the rest of you!” Her long muscular body coiled around him in a standing position, much as she might an opponent on the battlefield. He tried not to think about all those that she’d crushed to death in this position, which became easier when he felt the warmth of her still-drooling gash grow near his shaft, itself still glistening with her clingy and potentially poisonous saliva. She’d left his arms free, so he massaged at her fleshy orbs, enjoying their squishy surface once again and the fluid he could feel inside. He could feel her whole body shaking in arousal against him, her eyes locked onto him and her maw drooling down his chest as she drew close to run her tongue around his head. It seemed rather than sating her, getting eaten out has just made her so breedable that she could barely think. While he wasn’t about to stop, he did worry that she might end his life without even meaning to at this point. “W-will I get to live after…” Sheshdhar tried to ask, only to be interrupted by her tongue ramming into his mouth and choking him into silence as he was forced to deep throat the powerful muscle. “Food doesn’t ask questions,” Torque grunted. “A deviant like you will enjoy it either way, and it’s not like anyone would miss you other than your erotic body pillow of me.” He might have asked how she knew about that if his throat wasn’t still full, but realized it was probably a lucky guess. Still, that was particularly cold, not to mention the pit of his stomach was lurching in terror at being in the pit of her stomach. Yet through all that, his shaft was still rock hard against her warmth. “Shhh,” Torque hissed in an oddly comforting tone, contradicted by another rumble from her stomach. “You’re my lunch, nothing you can do about it and I know it turns you on, so just enjoy my pussy and then let it happen.” Torque took a short breath and blue a puff of greenish smoke in his face, and he felt himself grow dizzier. It probably wasn’t aphrodisiac or anything like that, but it made him woozy in just the right way that with his existing arousal, he started caring a lot less about where things went after this and more about finally banging the hole he wanted five years ago. He had believed her throat to be better than her pussy could ever be, but could already tell he was about to be proven wrong as she slid her slit firmly against his shaft. He pushed his hips forward, but she didn’t initially allow him to penetrate, writhing out of the way several time. His tip would push barely between the warmth of her lips, then deflect upwards to flick against her clit before sliding across her wet scales again. The grin on her face showed she was delighting in teasing him, and soon he was painfully hard. Despite having just gotten off, it felt like he hadn’t in months with how expertly she riled him up again. He tried to moan only to have her tongue shoved down his throat again, gagging as he felt it wriggle about in his esophagus. He felt her body coil more tightly around him, as if wanting to feel every movement of his squirming body. He had almost given up on thrusting at her when she finally let him hit his mark. As he felt the warmth of her pleasure furnace wrap fully around his shaft, his eyes rolled back and his whole body arched within her grasp. It was incredible, unnaturally warm insides coated with thick fuck slime. She pushed until their bellies smacked together loudly, her entire passage seeming to twist around him as he was gripped inside of her. Sheshdhar was paralyzed with pleasure, unable to thrust if he wanted to, so she did most of the work. She moved as if she was straining to move slowly, but very quickly gave up as their bodies collided rapidly together. She pulled her tongue from his throat, letting him moan as she grinned down at him. He squeezed her breasts as hard as he could, needing something to hold as the rest of her body writhed around him. He could feel the venom sloshing around in the snake woman’s poison sacks as his body was squeezed more firmly within her coils. If not for the intensity of her coils slowly crushing his body, he probably would have gotten off instantly, but she was an expert at keeping the pleasure of her reptilian hole in balance with the rest of her body squeezing him. In the back of his mind, he wondered if she would end up accidentally crushing him to death before she even got him into her gullet, but the rest of his brain didn’t care much. She suddenly pulled off of his shaft completely, and he whined in protest, or as much as he could with as little air as he could get into his lungs at the moment. Torque quickly pushed him down against the lower pucker beneath though, sliding his well-lubricated shaft into her taunt asshole instead. Her powerful vaginal muscles couldn’t hold a candle to the tightness of her behind, and he found himself convulsing anew. She apparently liked being tightly packed back there as well, since he immediately felt her pussy convulse and splatter lubrication all over his belly as he penetrated her behind. From there she pulled back again, giving several powerful thrusts to push him into her anus before pulling back again and shifting to her pussy. Her body moved expertly to then shove him repeatedly into one and then the other, so smoothly that it was like he was never leaving her insides. He alternated between her twisting moist pussy and impossibly tight rear before he finally felt himself too closer to hold anything back. Not that she didn’t try. As his cock surged and blasted another load of cum, he felt her coils around his body tighten in an attempt to back him away from it with more pain, but by this point that just drove him further into his climax. Instead he pumped the first load of spunk into her pussy, before immediately being switched to her rear to blow a second jet into her rear. She didn’t stop her movements, even as the intensity drove him wild. He couldn’t help but shriek until she quieted him by twirling up her tail tip and ramming it down his throat to quiet him. It didn’t immediately occur to him that this tail tip had been in his behind minutes earlier, nor would he have cared if it did. He felt her go over the edge again, and for a few moments they came together, rocking with intensity. They both fell over onto the hard pavement atop the roof, him still coiled within her grasp, and the only thing that kept him from smashing his head on the cement was the tail tip currently gagging him broke his fall enough. “There, happy?” Torque finally gasped as her hips slowed down. She pulled him from her pussy one last time with a long slurp, a sound similar to the one when she withdrew her tail from his throat. “Now you won’t die a virgin.” “A-are you sure we have to do the die part?” Sheshdhar coughed out the words as he struggled to come down from the intense series of orgasms. “We’ll see,” Torque grinned down at him as she pulled herself up off the pavement, his own body righted as she did so. “To be honest I haven’t decided if I want to keep you around for later pounding or if you’d make better snake shit.” “I’m pretty good for pounding I promise!” Sheshdhar said, though the words came out as more of a shriek as he looked up at her again. He watched as she opened her maw wide again, disjointed her jaw even further than when she had sucked him off, and the gaping hole came right down towards his head. Oh crap she was really going to eat him! Could she still let him live once he was inside her? He had no idea, especially since she seemed intent on him sliding down her gullet head first. It was difficult to ponder any of that as her lips wrapped around his head, large mouth sliding easily over his head as he felt her fangs drag down the back of his neck. She didn’t drag them gently as before, and he felt more of her poison making him woozier than before. As he screamed out in hope for someone to hear him, it became more obvious why she chose head-first, since her maw did much to muffle his voice and he found the most it did was echo in his own ears. “Fucking perv,” Torque spoke around his head, and he could feel her neck tense as she spoke. “Are you getting another boner?” He hadn’t even noticed, but he was. As she unhinged her jaw more and slid her warm lips over his shoulders, he realized that his semi-hard shaft had perked back to raging hardness in seconds. It all happened so fast that he forgot initially that his arms were still free, clinging to her breast sacks. He reached them up to grab around her neck, at first pointlessly trying to pull her back off of him and then outright trying to punch her in the throat in blind panic, but he could feel how tightly knit her muscles were, and he wasn’t going to do any damage even in her most vulnerable spot. “Calm the fuck down, dude!” Torque spoke again even as his head pushed into her throat, as if that was even possible. “I told you before you were lunch, you should have prepared for this, dumbass!” As his arms were pinned at his sides, no longer able to lash out, he could feel her throat muscles convulsing both in swallowing him down further and the ripples of her attempting to speak with her maw full. Soon her words degraded to the point where he couldn’t understand her, mostly just sounding vaguely annoyed that the food wasn’t agreeing with her. He felt her slide down his body as she held more of him in her throat and less of him held with her coils. She let herself flop back onto the rooftop, raising her tail end above her head to let gravity assist with the swallowing. It probably would have been pretty fascinating to watch if he wasn’t the thing gravity assisted with. Sheshdhar tried to scream again, and to his surprise he could, as if she were swallowing a good deal of oxygen as well to keep him squirming inside for as long as possible. She moaned at the vibration of his voice running through her as she pulled him deeper, her lips sliding down to his hips and covering his squirming hands. He felt her coils release the rest of his body completely, allowing his legs to spasm. He knew kicking was only going to send him down faster, but he couldn’t get himself to stop either. She stopped pulling him in for a moment though, clenching her throat so he wouldn’t to further, and moved his legs as if to show him something. His spasming leg glanced off her lower half, and he was now pretty sure she was letting him know that she was fingering herself like crazy as he went down. Damn it, why was that so hot? Torque relaxed her throat again, allowing him to slide further. She barely had to put any effort in at that point as his body was pulled deeper into her gullet. He felt his head pop out into a fleshy chasm that he assumed was the viper’s stomach, and the rest of him began to slide out quickly as his legs slowly disappeared within her maw. He felt her throat expand and contract rapidly, and there was a rush of slightly fresher air as she swallowed more for him to breathe. Sheshdhar almost wished she would stop that so he could pass out before her stomach fluids did more than they were now, tingling against his bare body as the rest of him flopped out into her stomach. “Fuck!” he heard Torque cry out again before her whole body convulsed around him, which he assumed was her getting off again as her lunch settled into her stomach. A few moments later he felt pressure as she pushed against her belly, followed by a chuckle. “You can squirm a bit more if you like, or have you given up?” Sheshdhar had given up, but also couldn’t keep himself from writhing as he breathed in the increasingly rancid air and his body started to tingle more. Was this really how he went? Eaten by some hot snake alien in revenge? Well, he supposed it wasn’t the worst way to go. He wasn’t likely to find a better way at any rate. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Torque poked her belly a few more times, belching loudly from the amount of air she swallowed, then taking in more to keep him awake there. She hadn’t been lying when she said she hadn’t decided which end to let him out of yet. At that point, the communicator in her ear buzzed briefly before her commanding officer’s voice came through. “Done up there?” Director Kelly asked Torque through the link. “The thumping got really loud and then stopped entirely, so I’m assuming so.” “Yeah I’m good,” Torque belched again after answering. “Thanks for giving me time alone with it.” “Any time,” Kelly answered. “So you gonna keep him in there or let him out? Like I said after what he pulled, I’ll cover it for you if you want.” “Haven’t decided,” Torque pondered. “Well either way,” Kelly said. “Get your fat ass down here. I want to make out while you’re nice and plump.”