Chloe is a thirty foot Naga and, despite what most people think, she isn't a magical, mythological creature from an underground race, nor is she a genetically engineered superweapon or any other of the plethora of idea's. Chloe was born to regular human parents, simply a three foot genetic anomaly born with a tail, reptilian body and hunger that would only be sated ten years later by her parents. 'Naga' are in fact very common, so common in fact that the government scientists in on the secret have stopped calling them mutants, and started referring to them as the next stage of evolution. Governments know exactly what causes the mutations of Naga's (and similar....oddities) what they don't know is why they are so diverse, some being almost entirely snake, some even having a groove where between the legs should be.
Naga's are also not the man-eating monsters tales tell them as, many live with their familys in top secret rooms perfectly normally, eating and drinking as a human would, with no inclination to eat another person, let alone whole. Chloe is the exception.
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The Pizzaman hammered on the doorknocker to the massive door. barely nineteen he didn't really look like a pizza 'man', more of a Grouchy Pizzateen, however his muscular, six foot frame and scowling face dared anyone to argue that point.
He was moodier than normal today, well, tonight. It was half ten at night and he was still at work, having been rung forty-five minutes ago, almost at the end of his shift, with a particularly large order. To top it all off the address was miles from the pizzery and he was five minutes past the *Forty Minute Guarantee* meaning the substantial cost of this delivery would be coming out of his wages, rather than from whomever the fat pig ordering was. Churlishly, he amused himself with images of obese people, too fat on pizza to reach the door, as he waited. Just as he was about to slam the knocker around a bit more (grinning at the thought of the word knocker) the latch clicked and the door opened.
"Five 'Cheese Mania's' double topping, with extra cheese, all Megasiz-" His jaw dropped.

In front of him were two massive breasts, each easily bigger than his head, covered by an harem style bra that barely covered the nipples. What he noticed next was how high they were, if he walked forwards (and he almost did) his head would fit snugly into the cleavage, her breasts resting on his shoulders, considering himself a connoisseur he noted they were entirely natural by the heavy look to them. It was only after all this that the fact each orb was covered in pale yellow scales hit him, he blinked and shut his mouth, then dragged his eyes away from the luscious mounds to examine the rest of the person, no legs, just a thick, muscular, and somehow beautiful, body of pale yellow scales continued to the floor and curved back into the house revealing the pale yellow was just the underbelly. Just behind her he could see the massive snakelike body, covered in deep, sea green scales and patterned with paintbrush-stroke like strips of black and red scales across the back, continuing back several meters before twisting out of sight behind the door. Somehow, impossibly, her body formed a perfect hourglass figure, waist expanding outwards behind the slightly heaving orbs, and down into what might be called childbearing hips. Pizzateen's mouth hung slack again as he looked at where the crotch would be on a normal person, a slit in the snakebody, easily big enough for his head to slide in without touching the sides, gaped open slightly, ringed by puffy, swollen labia as a translucent fluid oozed slowly out.
"HH-HMM! my face is up here sweetie" She had crossed her arms, pushing her breasts up and out even more. Glancing up, Pizzateen was suprised to find he actually had to move his head to see her's, something that rarely happened to someone of his stature. Atop muscular shoulders dotted with large black circles sat an equally large reptillian head. Yellow snake eyes gazed into his from behind head that was snakelike in shape, length and snout, but the very top of her head, from the tip of her snout sinking out of side behind her head and curving up behind the eyes, were the hard, shell like scales of a crocodile.
"Well? bring them in!" as she spoke, he again saw the cross of snake and crocodile, a mouth full of crocodile teeth, complete with two curved snake fangs and a forked tongue.
"What? no I give them to you" he said to her back, she had already turned and began moving further into the house
"But I'm far too weak to carry all those boxes" Pizzateen raised an eyebrow at her muscular arms, not enough to be disturbing, but muscular enough to give her even more sex appeal "Besides, don't you know it's rude to make a pregnant lady carry things?" he had already stepped inside the house and took a second glance at the huge tail end of the customer, noticing a substantial number of bulges beneath the thick skin towards the end of her tail
"Take off your shoe's and socks though!" she called back. Giving a brief sigh of relief they were only babies he complied, and followed the snakewoman , and examined her again, her meter thick serpent body must have been easily thirty feet long, not including the humanoid top. Muscles flexed and twitched beneath the scales as she moved and he wondered what she felt like. Normal snakes he knew were basically tubes of muscle, and their scales were dry despite looking slimey. This was different though, she didn't look slimey or dry, sort of something between, like someone who's just finished putting on moisturiser. Likewise her muscles were evident, but only just enough to emphasise her beauty, she didn't look like a body builder or masculine, but neither did she look like a pixie or child. Pizzaman was desperate to touch her, but even he knew better than to risk angering something that could probably crush cars with ease.

As the tail slipped round a doorframe, it rocked to one side, revealing another, even bigger, vagina near the tip, so loose he could see deep inside it, right to where the light pink flesh turned to a much deeper red. It was drooling slightly onto the carpet, leaving a trail of wet floor behind her. It slid out of sight, and he followed into a living room where the woman was already stretched out on a sofa, sat up against the large arms to watch him enter, it looked custom made, but even so left a large portion of her tail hanging over the other arm. He walked across the room, put the pizza's on the floor next to her, and turned to leave.
"Wait! How much do I owe you?"
"You don't, it's past the time limit so I'm paying" he said coldy.
"Well...let me make it up to you...have some pizza?" Mentally, he paused, remembering that Pizza's were often ordered to lonely horny women...mainly on account of the young age of most of the workers, he also remembered that lonely women were often widows, and widows were often rather rich. What he didn't remember to do was stop walking while thinking and so didn't see her tail until he tripped over it. What he also didn't see was her smile and the tail move lighting fast, lining up with his body so that his outstretched arms plumeted straight towards that drooling slit.

His hands pressed against the pinky-red flesh and slid inside without meeting any resistance, his arms vanished clear to the shoulders with a wet shluck, her thick, scaley labia stretching with ease around his chest. In moments he found himself waist deep in a giant snake's vagina, fleshy folds squishing wetly around him, his top already soaked with fluids that were oozing faster, squelching out between his waist and her gently twitching labia and soaking into his jeans and underwear. He tried to move, stretching his arms and pushing against the smothering flesh, but only succeeded in making her gasp. He tried to stand up, but the heavy body wrapped around him dragged on him. He overbalanced and with barely a squelch, his waist vanished and with the thickest part past the tightest point, her labia, his legs slid smoothly and effortlessly inside. By sheer chance, he managed to hook his feet around her opening and, by hanging onto the dryer scales, managed to stop his feet slipping inside. Moving his hands experimentally, Pizzateen still couldn't feel the bottom of her vagina, just more of the slick, fleshy walls. He pushed against a fold of flesh, but as he shoved it aside, more filled the space behind his hand. Realisation hit home, he was six feet deep inside a giant snakeladies vagina, his arms were at least eight feet deep and still hadn't reached her cervix, and it was getting hard to breathe. He panicked, and started thrashing, squirming and punching at the giving walls, screaming for help around mouthfuls of fluids.
The naga watched with interest, she could feel his struggles, hear the muted screams for help, and it took every inch of willpower not to use him like a dildo, but her body looked almost completely calm so thick was her flesh that for all the muscley kids pushing and struggling, only an occasional light bulge slid beneath her skin, belying the valiant struggle ensueing within her vagina. Occassionally his feet would kick and successfully stretch her labia wide, flesh squelching and fluids dripping, his voice momentarily louder, before an involunatry spasm clenched her lips tight around his ankles again.
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She watches the green thing wriggle helplessly, her whole lower body shaking and bulging out of proportion. Scientists and a few officials stare in horror through a specially reinforced window, they knew she was an eater, so the incident with her parents wasn't overly suprising (although both at once was quite the sight, especially at that age). But this was something totally new, moreso because it was a fellow naga, usually kin got on with kin, and although he was more human than her, that was completely unexpected.
"i-i-I suppose we..ah should...document this errr...act?" the staff all sounded appropriately horrified, but nobody turned away, or attempted to stop her.
"he said his name was joe" she thought, he looked a little older than her too, neither of those things mattered though. As soon as she saw him she knew, she wanted him, needed him, her body ached in a new, unexpected but not unwanted, way.
And so twelve year old Chloe found herself watching the last few inches of her latest playmates tail vanish into the stretchy squishy hole the white flappy men called her 'rep-tileen gen-ee-tals' and wondering if her 'mam-ay-leean gen-ee-tals' would feel as good.
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Chloe gazed at the wriggling toes, memories drifting through her mind. One the one hand this felt really good, and it wasn't often she took people on her special spelunking trips. On the other, he was a jerk, probably enjoying himself in there...ok maybe not..and she was pregnant. Making her mind up, she lifted her huge tail up, curling it over and bringing her lower vagina towards her face. As her tail moved, it lined up perfectly, and with a sickening shluck, gravity sucked the Pizzateen entirely inside. Her eyes widened in suprise and pleasure, before she dived forwards, bringing her tail closer towards herself, and plunged her arm inside, straight up to the shoulder, grabbing his ankle before he vanished for good.
Pizzateen felt the world shift around him and wondered if the lady was moving to find help. gravity shifted and suddenly he found himself hanging upside down, prevented from slipping deeper by his increasingly slimey feet. moments later, his feet slid across the scaley labia and vanished into the pink, sinking deeper and deeper he panicked even more, thrashing and trying to escape his increasingly hot and wet prison. Outstretched fingers brushed something other than fleshy vagina, and he relaxed...slightly, he had reached the bottom, by her cervix, he was still stuffed down a snakes cunny, but at least there was a little air, and he wasn't going any deeper. His hands pressed against her cervix as the rest of his body slid down to what he hoped would be a stop, his hopes were dashed as he pushed lightly against the tight ring...and it gave way, in seconds, his arms had slipped through her cervix and were now rubbing against the much more velvety walls of her womb, surrounded by eggs, shells so thin and soft he could feel the serpent bodies inside, his scream was lost into the muffling body around him as his head sunk through the cervix, and a large, clawed hand grabbed his ankle tightly.

Dragged slowly back up through the clenching tunnel, his bare feet squelched back into the cold air, her labia rolled and rubbed lightly against his body as his fluid soaked body emerged. Chloe held the kid in the air by his foot with one hand, watching him hang limply, her own thick juices rolling down his face, dripping off his head and falling straight back into her slightly gaped cleft. Reaching up with her other hand she tore his sodden shirt and jeans clean off his slime-covered body, disorientated and half-choked as he was, his hands still flew instinctively to cover himself as she flipped him right side up and seated his bare bottom on her lap....or at least, on her tail where a lap 'would' be, he glanced down and noticed her second vagina was right between your legs, it was smaller, and didn't gape as widely as the one he just fell into and probably wasn't as deep but, looking at the pink, wet flesh, he definately did not want to find out.
"so, what's your name?" interrupting his thoughts, he said the first thing that came to mind, childishly stating
"I'm not telling a stranger my name"
"I don't think anyones a stranger" She looked pointedly at him, then at her femjuice drenched tail, then at the pile of sticky cloth that used to be his clothes. "after you've been that intimate with them" She picked up a pizzabox, and set it in front of him, deliberately covering her increasingly wet primary vagina. "eat!" opening the box "I couldn't possible finnish all this myself" lying, but he belived her and picked up one of the huge slices, each as big as his head.
He paused, said "Joe" and bit into the slice.
"how nice to meet you...properly, I'm Chloe" picking up a slice, she took care to bite and chew normally, even so her slice was gone in two bites. By the time his finnished his own piece, most of the box was empty, although he had relaxed considerably, the fact he was sat on a several meter thick snake body, inches away from a probably man-swallowing vagina, was in the back of his mind, what he was thinking about instead, was where the hell this thing had come from. Reaching for a second slice he asked 
"So...Chloe, where'd you come from, are you a secret experiment from the government?"
"Hmmph! Hardly, I was just born...different" a moment later "To humans! before you ask, I'm not a crocodiles kid"
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The men walk alongside her...and in front of and behind her, as they lead her through the complex, towards the exit. At almost twenty feet long, the four men in her stomach don't hinder her at all, although bulges still slide under her skin as they fight for freedom, and their screams, slightly muffled, are more than loud enough to be heard, people along the corridor stick their heads out of doors in response to the yelling, watching in horror as the bloated belly of the infamous Chloe, slithered through the complex, one of the guards on her left was visibly shaking with fear, moaning slightly every time he caught the bulges move, Mike's brother, she noticed. 
When her personal guards who had kept her safe for as long as she could remember,, Mike and Judy, had walked in with the cooks, to help bring her sixteenth birthday dinner in, she had leaped on then, pinning them beneath her bulk, and quickly swallowed them whole, ignoring their cries of protest and, in Mikes case, threats of indigestion. As Judys feet vanished behind her already double G breasts, Chloe turned to the 'mirror' and demanded to be released, in return for the lives of her four temporary 'passengers'. While she waited, she began to eat her birthday food, swallowing huge chunks of cake, the gallon bowl of jelly vanished in one gulp....
The exit was in sight, she picked up the pace, almost slithering over the two guards in front as they stopped, eight guns and tasers suddenly trained on her, neither could penetrate her hide, but the threat was still there.
"Chloe, we're here, now spit them up"
"No!" a click as safetys came off
"Chloe..."
"If I let them go now, that door will shut, take me outside if you ever want to see them again" the man paused, considering "I'd be quick, I don't think they've got long left" the screams have gotten weaker, and the only bulges are were the humans are leaning against the flesh. The group moves again, heading for the exit. and out into the open world, something Chloe has only seen as an infant
"You're a monster Chloe, Mike and Judy were..are your friends, though I don't think so now"
"That's why I was in there! and if they were true friends, they'd understand"
"Whatever, just let them go" with lightning speed her tail swept around, scooping up six guards and swinging them into the front two, before coiling around the ground
"No, I said you'd see them again, not they'd be coming out, they are my birthday dinner after all" Opening her mouth, she leaned forwards.
They watched Chloe slither away with twelve of their men.
"Shit!"
"Indeed"
"She'll come back one day you know"
"We'll be ready...or just persuade her to go"
Chloe had only eaten three of the guards, storing the rest for later, the three in her reptillian vagina would come out a little softer than they went in, their clothes dissolved to goo, in her womb they'd survive for a few days at least, the loose opening permitted some air and if they struggled enough...like they were now, more would be sucked in. The two in her tighter, more normal mamailian vagina, were goners, pressed against her unyielding cervix, one mans feet still protruded, twitching lightly, pushing hard, her body bulged briefly before the feet shlucked inside, her lips closing tightly behind, already she felt their frantic struggles as the air ran out, when she was fourteen, a terrified woman had taught her about human puberty and something called 'masturbation' that Chloe enjoyed immensly (the woman was checked into a psychiatric hospital when the guards managed to extract her) Chloe began to masturbate now, nipping and rubbing at herself as she clenched down on her new dildos.
The last guard was one Chloe remembered very well, he had kicked her around when she was very little, calling her names and locking her up. That coupled with the euphoria of freedom, and her naturally kinky nature, prompted Chloe to try something new with the 'asshole'. As he watched the last of his fellows vanish into her, she brought her tail up behind him pressed her anus against the back of his bald head. unsuprisingly, given the size of the meals she eats, her sphinter easily stretched and she stuffed the man into her flithy rectum, she had no idea what would happen to him, but pausing to feel, she noted that he was still very much alive, and the squirming seemed a lot deeper than last time.
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As Joe bit into his second slice, already feeling full he stared in amazement as Chloe started on the third pizza, picking the entire thing up and downing it in two or three bites. Megasize pizza's were intended to feed an entire family with one and Chloe has ordered four just for herself. As the chewed remains of the last pizza vanished with a gulp, Chloe looked hungrily at Joe, misinterpreting her, he offered her the last slice. Leaning forwards, she opened her huge maw, and closed it around the entire slice, and Joe's hand. Eye's never leaving his, she pulled back, lips sliding over a saliva covered hand, dragging the slice from his fingers, and swallowed, the whole slice vanishing into her gullet.
She coughed, and cleared her throat, then coughed again. Opening her mouth she bent her tongue back, the forked prongs tickling at the roof of her mouth, after several minutes she gave up growling in annoyance, her whole body shook with vibrations, and Joe was pitched forward, reaching out, his hands pressed against her stomach and she belched loudly. Giggling, she looked down at him
"sorry dear, I almost forgot you were there, would you mind helping a friend out? I've got a bit of cheese stuck just inside my throat and I can't for the life of me reach it!"
Having forgotten he was naked awhile ago he no longer covered himself, and he smiled when she said friend 
"sure, but I'll have to go after, they'll be charging me for taking too long back at work" Climbing to his feet, balancing on the long body, feet sinking slightly into her flesh, he took a step forward, before remembering her vagina, he flailed, wobbled, and toppled over, straight into Chloe's hands, Grabbing him around the waist, fingers and thunbs almost meeting, she lifted him up to her mouth
"why don't I give you a hand" Opening her mouth, trails of saliva running from the roof to her tongue. Joe looked into the pink moist cave, and felt a twinge of primal fear, ignoring it, he reached a hand into her mouth, feeling along her tongue for the blockage
"Ish deeter! yull need oo use oo anfs" as she spoke, her tongue pressed up, squishing his arm against the top of her mouth. Sighing, he bit back the voice screaming at him to run and leaned forwards with both arms, he leaned further in until his fingers poked at her uvulva, reaching down, he felt the tight sphincter leading to her throat, pressing it, he expected her to gag and give up, and was unpleasantly suprised when it easily gave way and his hands slid straight through into the fleshy rippling tube. With a little pushing on his waist by Chloe, he leaned forwards even move, arms bending oddly, in the spaceous maw, until his forearms vanished clear to the elbow.
"I still can't feel anything Chloe. Pull me out now" as he spoke, his chin bumped against the inside of her teeth and realised with a start that his head was already fully inside her mouth. Chloe attempted to speak again, her voice completely distorted, she gave up and closed her mouth around his shoulders, her teeth millimeters from his throat and slightly biting into his back. She let go of his waist leaving him hanging between her lips. Joe shivered, suddenly feeling cold and very exposed without his clothes. He jerked in suprise as Chloe's large hands wrapped around his ankles, but was even more suprised when she pushed him deeper, until his arms had entirely vanished into her throat and he could feel her uvulva sitting wetly on the back of his neck. He stretched his fingers, spreading them and moving his arms as much as the constricting, muscular tube would allow.
"Chloe there's still nothing here, spit me out now!" in response, he felt a ripple start at his fingers and roll up his arms, pulling on them, until it reached the sphincter, then her tongue lifted, pushing on his chest, combined with a sudden push on his ankles, she swallowed his head and chest!
Joe began to scream again, thrashing, trying to punch the tight tube and trying to kick free of her powerful grasp and she slowly pushed his torso into her throat, stopping as his crotch neared the back of her throat, she closed her mouth tightly around his knee's and let go of his ankles. Pausing in his screams and struggles, Joe wondered what was going on, a small part of him hoped she had simply used him like a toothbrush to disloge the food, rather than using him as food. Moving off the sofa Chloe slithered over to a large mirror above a dresser on the other side of the room. She looked at herself in the mirror, smiling around the calves at the still feet, and the slight bulge in her throat. Joe was perfectly still, waiting, hoping against hope she would pull him out, he ignored the odd bouncing and moving, and stayed as still as possible when the throat started moving around him, terrified of shuffling and falling deeper. Chloe preened and posed in the mirror, alternating between thrusting her chest forwards, turning her head to the side, poking her tongue out between his legs, she even tried a horrified pose, putting her hands around her snout and looking in terror at the mirror and his feet. Eventually, she opened one of the drawers and pulled out a camera. Literally sucking Joe deeper, she watched in the mirror as his calves vanished, until her lips wrapped around his ankles, only his now wriggling feet protruding, her neck moving slightly as Joe screamed and thrashed within, Chloe bit lightly on his ankles, and in the brief period of suprised stillness, pursed her lips around his feet, turned the camera round, and clicked off a 'myspace photo'. Turning it round again, she looked at the latest photo on the screen.
"Perfect" she though, and swallowed, the last of Joe vanishing between her lips and down her throat. Screaming and writhing Joe slid down her throat, the bulge passing into her chest and behind her breasts, until, moments later, he slid out of the tube into a mildly more accomodating sack, full of partially digested, chewed cheese pizza which covered and clung to him, pinning him into the mass of food, weighing him down so that he could barely struggle.

Chloe cranes her neck, peering over her breasts at the slight bump, giving away Joe's location, his muffled screams are barely audiable and she feels a mild tickling sensation as he struggles, burping loudly, she covers her mouth in suprise, then swallows several large gulps of air
"Wouldn't want you passing out now would we dear" her belly gurgled loudly "I agree, I could definately go for chinese right now" opening another drawer, she took out the yellow pages.