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This really can’t be happening? This is a bad dream. This is crazy! You are just a scientist! A visitor from the western sphere here on an expedition. Your “guide” is supposed to protect you! Watch out for dangerous animals and stuff while you collect samples. Not do this. Hold you at gun point. Force you through the rainforest of Southeast Asia somewhere far from your sample sights. He looks scared too. Of what you have no idea. You’re the hostage here! What does he have to be scared of?!
Anytime you try to ask he shouts something you can’t understand. You studied several languages in preparation for this trip but when held at gun point your brain can’t recall much.
“Ah!”
Your next step was not solid ground. It was crunchy foliage to nothing. Your foot popped through the void and the rest of you followed. A hole in the earth! You slid down the dirt into a cave? No.. a tunnel. But what the hell dug it? Extending your arm up you don’t touch the top. It’s wide enough to lay down comfortably. So perhaps six foot tall and wide? Perhaps even more. It’s so meticulously carved out. With smooth sides that barely showed tool marks. Just what on earth could carve out such an impressive structure? And what for?
There’s fading footsteps as your kidnapper ran off. Dick. All of this just to have you fall in a hole? You really don’t want to die down here. What exactly is the point of this? Whatever. At least there’s not a gun in your back anymore.
The hole you fell out of is impossible to climb out of. So you pick a direction. The possibility that of help finding you down here is slim to absolute none. You wander. The light of the hole dimming and slowly you are plunged into darkness. Your phone is in your bag and after a quick fetch you have the light on. Even with it the darkness is barely penetrated.
The further you plunge into the darkness a smell began to arise. It’s hard to place it. It is old. Musty. Crunch! You look down. You point your phone light down to see something white. It’s transparent. The texture and look is very distinctive. Snake shed. You follow the long shed with the light and it rounds a corner. It’s thick too. Like the circumference of the belly of an adult great white shark. That’s a big snake.
Nope. You aren’t a fan of that. Snakes that can be handled with one hand are cute. Ones that can be held and like to noodle around on your arms are cute. A snake you can make a hat for out of post it notes is god damn adorable. A snake the size of a fucking tram is not cute. That is absolutely horrific. Fascinating from a scientific standpoint but right now it is a nightmare come to life. Being eaten alive and digested slowly is not your horrible fate.
You turn around only to be faced with a ghostly white face. Your heart stopped. Golden yellow snake eyes were right in yours. You screamed. Panicked at the sight you dropped your phone, turned, and ran. Fuck that! Whatever is down here needs to not be close to you! But without a light you didn’t get far. You ran head first into a dirt wall. Hard enough to lose consciousness.
When you wake it’s light. You can see. Speckles of light cut the pitch dark. It’s a cave? Maybe. You can’t move. You look around and try to move but you can’t. The walls are a little more structured. Primitive bricks. Above you is what looks like a hole covered in crisscrossed vines and woven strips of wood. Ruins of some kind. It’s underground but close to the surface. Maybe a cellar or storage of some kind. Or at one point it would have been. You turn your head to gather more information but your heart nearly implodes.
That same pale face. Staring at you. Golden snake eyes set in narrow eyes that had long purple markings on them. The rest of his face is human. It’s rather handsome actually. Longer with sharp catching features. All of it framed with striking long shiny black hair. His arms are folded on something. You look down. Snake skin? You look down to your body.
Oh no you are coiled. Coiled in the thick long snake tail of this… man creature thing. He isn’t killing you however. His constriction over your body isn’t tight enough to be painful but you can’t move. If he wanted to kill you he would have done it when you were unconscious right?
“Hello dear.” His voice isn’t what you expected. It’s silky. Deep. Sexy.
“Wha…”
You are surprised. So clearly spoken. His eyes are… so human. Intelligent. Calm. Knowing. Perhaps it’s snake like on the surface but this creature is not below human intelligence. He is smart. The type of smart that looks dangerous. Tricky and deceitful. Perhaps that’s more fitting. Snakes are depicted as clever villains in stories for a reason.
“What is a girl like you doing so far from home?”
“I… I came here for a job.”
“That you have.”
He smiles. He coos at you and his hand reached out to stroke your face. His hand is cold. Or is your face hot? His face moves in close. You tense. What is he going to do? Eat you? His tongue touches your skin. He licks over your forehead. You remain still as he licks you. You don’t know what to do. You can’t really do anything.
When this creature pulls back there’s hints of blood on his lips. He smiles.
“That’s better. You look good not covered in blood.”
He could tell you the sweetest of lies with that voice and smile. You’d believe it.
“What’s your name?” He purrs.
You utter it. His coil on your body loosens. You could move your arms out from under the smooth skin. Both of his hands rest on your cheeks.
“Do you have a name?” You ask.
“Not really. I’ve picked my own. Orochimaru.”
You aren’t completely versed in the mythology of many cultures but you are aware of the story of Orochi the serpent. A multi headed snake creature similar to a hydra that took women as sacrifices so he wouldn’t destroy the village he took the women from. If he is a fearsome serpent then you are his sacrificial bride. Now that you think about it… there is a lot of disappearances in this area. It’s easy to blame a huge dangerous forest for that. But if Orochimaru is here then… it makes sense if he demands human sacrifices for easy food.
“Are you going to kill me?” You ask.
“No.” The serpent replies. He leans in close and runs his thumb over your bottom lip. “You are fertile are you not?”
“I… Uh… Yeah.”
You know you aren’t infertile. You get your check ups as required of a sexually active woman. Your doctor says everything looks great with the ole equipment. Being asked so bluntly is just something you never prepared for.
“I am in need of a mate.”
Maybe you should have lied.
Your face is unbelievably hot right now. He’s proposing that you become his new incubator? That’s it? Your role in this whole thing is… so primal. He’s not bad to look at. He is sitting up far enough to see his torso to his hips. Where a… well. Where a penis would be there’s nothing there but smooth white skin that has the start of the scales that transition into his pearlescent white tail.
“Don’t pretend to look so mad. I can smell how you want me.” Orochimaru purrs. “You’re perfect for the taking right now aren’t you? Your womb is ready for it. You’re in need of a mate just as much as I am.”
Those words have a strange effect on you. You are ovulating. Your sex drive is a little high right now with the express need to get some. You were invited to drinks and stuff after you got back with your colleagues. There was a rather cute man among them you were hoping to bring back to your hotel bed but that’s not going to happen. This presented option two is throwing you through a loop. It would satisfy your craving but at the expense of unprotected and with intent to impregnate you. Not to even mention the whole huge fucking man snake part.
“But…”
“Should you survive I’ll take very good care of you. You won’t have some of your modern luxuries but should you need anything else all you need to do is ask. You won’t have to worry about a thing. If you die well what are you to worry about?”
So matter of fact. It’s as if he’s speaking of taxes or something. Not breeding you or simply killing you.
“If I refuse?”
“Then you simply die.”
So your options are either get fucked or die. At least he’s honest. There is a burning question you have. A few actually but some are more important right now.
“The locals… what exactly are you to them? What exactly are you?”
“To them I am a god. One that demands sacrifices. What I am isn’t all that important.”
You rub his scales the correct way, going with the grain. It’s rather pleasant. Soft and smooth. You are a calm woman of science. You process things quickly. What you see before you is real. You are touching it. Feeling it. This is reality. Should you do what he wants you’ll be living a very interesting life. One free of the responsibilities that are expected of a modern woman. And it’ll be back to basics. You get to sit around and be this creature’s better half. To an extent you’ll be worshipped too. However you are depicted to the local theology you’ll be protected by this serpent.
It’s not like you were truly passionate about your life anyways. But you don’t want to die yet. You can’t escape. That only leave complying. His long tail moves again. Loosening enough for you to wriggle out.
“I’d knew you’d see it my way.”
Orochimaru was all too eager to start. His hands pull on your clothing. Soon enough you are in a nest of his tail like it’s a bed. You are stripped naked. It’s all rather quick. Being nude in front of a man so quickly after meeting him. Usually you are a lot less sober when this happens. His hands feel your newly exposed skin. His tongue slides out of his mouth. You watch it as he licks his lips slowly.
“Such a fine specimen you are.”
His hand rubs your inner thighs. It’s been so long since he’s touched such delicious skin. You’re so relaxed too. Pray so easily seduced in his grasp. Your body splayed for him to do whatever he wants. He adjusts your cradle, moving his tail so that your legs slide further apart. Your eyes are shut and you groan softly.
You rest your hand on yourself. Orochimaru is just staring at you. You rub your fingers along your folds, teasing your hole. Right now you could use something. Anything. This creature has seduced you. His hand slides up and touches you.
Now that is delightful. Orochimaru feels your insides. His fingers push inside of you with ease. Hot and wet. The perfect environment to host his young. But… what does it taste like?
“Nn…” You groan.
Your relief was fleeting. He pulled out and left your hole not nearly stimulated enough. You need more. However he plans on filling you up you really want it! If this is your life now than he better be an excellent lover. You whine at the vacancy between your legs. But this creature is full of surprises. His tongue extended from his mouth. A shudder runs up your spine at the possibility of feeling it. It’s length is like that of a snake too. It’s long enough to slither through your body and come out your mouth.
“Excited are we?” He asks.
“Yeah..”
“You’ve really taken to me.”
“I’m not ready to die. Perhaps I’m too much of a realist or crazy. But I would rather be with you than die.”
“I see. Good. I think we will get along well.”
Orochimaru moved his head between your thighs. He holds your legs down. Something dull but strong pokes your back. It clings to your back and slithers along it. The girth of it thickening as it wraps around your waist. Oh… it’s the end of his tail. He’s pinning you in place with it. His tongue grazes your pussy. Just barely tasting you. Your hips rolled of their own accord.
“Ah… Ah!” You cry out.
He didn’t draw it out. He gave you what you wanted, filling your eager hole with his tongue. It was slow but it wasn’t long until it felt like you were going to split in two! The squishy slick appendage rubbed your insides in the right ways. His saliva covers your innermost thighs and drips down to your ass. His teeth and lips rub your hard clit occasionally sending sudden sharp shocks of pleasure. One his hands left your thigh to touch himself. You sound so hot. You taste even better. He pushes his tongue in and out of you. Each moan and cry coming out of you is rather arousing. His slit is bulging and with a simple push he has his cock out. His own natural secretions has his hard on slick. His hand glides over his cock to the pace of his tongue. He’s close to ready to have it inside of you.
Your hands reach and grab Orochimaru’s head. His hair is as soft as it looks. You hold onto him as he pumps his tongue in and out of you. Your fingers grip fistfuls. Fuck! Fuck you haven’t felt this good in so long! If you could move you’d be writhing. Your body unable to process what it wants. Move. Freeze. Jerk, spasm, buck! Your mouth agape as you become overcome by your building orgasm.
The release came with a scream. You throw your head back and wail as pure ecstasy flooded every nerve. Your cum gushes around his tongue, running down it and soaking his chin. Orochimaru slurps up what comes his way as he slides his tongue out of you. He licks his face clean.
You don’t get much of a break. The sudden void between your legs won’t be so for long. You look down at what’s in his hand. It’s the same pale pink of his tongue. It’s not so girthy but it’s long. It’s not that impressive but that tongue makes up for it. It looks wet and squishy like it. You groan when he pushes it inside of you. It wasn’t so bad. You could certainly grow to enjoy it. The base is thicker and you can feel it. The pointy head feels pretty good too. There’s still some left out by the time you’re full. Shame. It leaves you wanting more. You want thick. But with the right moves it could be rather pleasant.
“Ah!” You cry out when he forced his way deeper.
His cock is piercing into places it shouldn’t. It feels weird but it’s not painful. It should be. Like being at a gynaecologist when they use an eternal ultrasound. You know the head is inside of your womb. He’s pushed past your cervix directly into your uterus.
“Don’t fret. I’m supposed to be here. My eggs need to be in here.” He explains simply.
“Eggs?! Why-! Ah!” You shifted it felt off. “Why doesn’t it hurt?”
“The fluid it’s coated in is to aid you. Now relax. You’re about to take them.”
Orochimaru pushes his hips hard against you. His tail is slithering around your torso up to your chest. You don’t relax. You remain tense. You watch his eyes. They’re so calm. Composed as he does something so… what even can one call it? It’s not really natural? Is it?
You didn’t feel anything for a bit. Then a bulge. It slides along your walls as they squeeze. They’re like hazelnuts in size. Not big in most comparisons. But when your womb is being filled one after the other it’s a lot. Feeling another stretch pass the tight passage of your cervix and deposit into your womb it’s hard not to be completely transfixed. You see a little round bulge push against your skin before disappearing into your fertile cavity. All you can do is lay still and count. Above you Orochimaru is fairly composed. Grunting softly and his torso flexing with each push. You look good taking it.
Eight? Fucking eight? He put eight eggs in you and he finally slides his cock out of you. You moan and finally relax. Your torso is so tired. You’re on edge. You could have used another orgasm. Feeling those eggs rub you for only a few seconds nearly teased what you really want. Your womb feels heavy. So heavy. Eight… that’s a lot of eggs to birth. If they stay this size it wouldn’t be so bad but a nagging feeling is telling you they’re gonna grow.
How big will they get? How big will you get? Can you handle all of that?
Then something else pressed against you. You lift your head to look. What?! Another dick? This one is different. Not as long. A little more human looking. Still pale pink like the other. But… Thicker. Fuller. With a blunt rounded head pressed against your entrance.
“Did you think that was it? I have to fertilize them still.”
“Orochimaru I…”
“No turning back now. I can’t leave this job half finished. You are now the mother of my children.”
You whine. Orochimaru pushes this second cock inside of you. Again you are filled up. What his first one lacked the second one made up. Of course you understand now why the first one was built the way it was. This one is here to make sure the eggs he put inside of you get what they need. He had almost all the components. He just needed a host.
The serpent’s cock slides in and out of you. Pleasure rolls through your tired body. But you want it. You want more. Orochimaru bends over and rests himself overtop of you. The coil around your body retracts. He fucks you slow. It’s been a very long time since he’s gotten to be inside of someone so delicious. You took his eggs so well. Now to reward you.
You wrap your arms around him. He is nice to look at up close. Such strong features. His lips press against yours. He kisses you soft. His hips move back and forth. Out to the tip before pushing in to fill your wet cunt. Just beyond it his eggs have latched to the walls of your womb and eagerly await their fertilizer.
That tongue pushes past your teeth. You open your mouth to him and play with his tongue with yours. The angle of your body shifts. You are upright and straddling him. His hands rest on your hips. The tight pile his tail was in relaxes. His long white tail slithers around and lines the circumference of the room before noodling around in random loops around the floor. When the light catches it the pearly shine it has to it lights up with purple and green hues.
“You’re tail is so pretty…” You whisper.
“Oh? Good. I’ve always been fond of it.”
Orochimaru relaxes and lays back. The natural slope below him has him still somewhat inclined. By how comfortably he sunk into it he must lay in this nook a lot. Old looking fabrics and woven grass is underneath him like a primitive bed to support this theory. He must ask for whatever he wants and the villagers agree. He is their god. One who rules with fear of divine punishment. And you? You are his tribute. His mate. His greatest sacrifice he’e been gifted. Compatible to have his children and enjoying every minute of it.
You smile the best you can. Your body is drained but riding high on his cock. His hands rest on your breasts. His own smile was much more sly. Wide and absolutely pleased. You feel amazing. Your hands are planted firm on his chest as you find the perfect pace to ride him.
Constant waves of pleasure run up your body and tickle the base of your skull. It’s rubbing against your insides so perfectly. It’s likes he’s been build to fill you. The occasional pinch of your nipples and squeeze of your tits only heightened the blissful experience. He penetrated you deeper than any man ever has. The slight numbness that the egg layer coated your pussy with is adding a pleasant tingle that turned to sudden stimulation. This is the best sex you’ve ever had!
You speed up. Your heavy legs moving fast to keep up with your desire for more. The lewd sound of wet slaps as your ass and pelvis hit his hips echoes off the ruins walls.
Below you Orochimaru had finally lost his cool expression. A moan passes his lips. He arches his back off the slope and hisses between clenched teeth. He released your tits to grip your hips. He needs a much better hold on you. Watching your chest bounce is rather pleasant anyhow. Right now he cannot wait to do this in the future. Seeing your middle large from his eggs and body coated in sweat from the effort of fucking him. Your face utterly lost to bliss as you become reliant and addicted to his cock.
It hit you so hard! It was like you have been denied for hours and it all came crashing down. You cry out and freeze. Orochimaru pulled you down quick to take him all in. There’s a low rumble as his tail contracts, tucking closer to him from the sensation. You’re milking the life out of him! Your tight pussy squeezing hard as you are overwhelmed from the sudden sensitivity.
He chokes on a hiss as you gush all over him. A high pitched cry filling the air and echoing off the walls as you can’t control yourself. He was willing to wait longer but no more! You must take his seed. Grow his young! Milk him hard until every last egg is fertilized and you are heavy from carrying them all! You are a perfect specimen. How fucking perfect you’ll look adorned in everything he demands be given to you as sacrifice. Someone as perfect as you must be showered with gifts from his devout.
You collapse. Your head rests on his chest. Heavy quick breaths moving your sides and chest as you try to catch it. Your brain feels so dazed. A shudder trickles up your spine when Orochimaru’s now soft cock slips out of you. A dull beat pulses through your body, particularly in your vagina from the abuse it took. The weight of the eggs inside of you didn’t feel as foreign anymore. They’re apart of you. When you shift your hips a certain way with Orochimaru’s body pressed against yours you can feel them against your skin. Eight little lives. All of them attached to you. All of them need to come out at some point. Will you lay eggs? Will you feel them stretch and rub you in all the right ways? Will he fill you with a second clutch after that? Will you mother a den of these beautiful creatures? Populating the world with a different step in human evolution?
It’s so odd. How many monsters are around the world? Is all you know about the natural world a lie? You thought you knew science and it’s many secrets but here you are now having been fucked so hard by a mythical creature your won’t be able to move tomorrow. He laid eggs inside of you and you are to intubate them into life. He’s abnormal enough to be revered as a god of some kind.
You’re getting too tired to think up solutions. Orochimaru is a new interesting find. A find that will stay as it was. Only now he has you. His sacrificial bride. His mate of whom is already prepped to have his children.
“Tired?” He asks. His silky voice rumbling pleasantly against your cheek. “That’s alright, dear. Rest. I’ll take good care of you… and them.”
You slump fully. Your eyes so heavy. Your limbs feel like stones. Orochimaru runs his hands through your hair down your back. It’s silly to be so in love right now. So safe. So euphoric. So damn happy to be carrying his young and in his arms. You start to drift off with this complete contentment carrying you off into pleasant dreams.
Orochimaru remains still. He is your bed but he doesn’t really mind. This closeness is new to him but he’s finding himself enjoying it. You are his first successful host. His first mate to survive him. One who wants to have him and his brood. One who will wake utterly addicted to everything that is him. Oh how you’ll grow. Oh how you will be worshiped. Before the cold set in he wraps his arms around you and fixes his tail to lay over your body. Safe. You are very safe with him. His.
Nothing shall harm you or his growing young.