Should I upload some nuked stuff that I have archived? Should I also try to post the accompanying story for each image, too?

>>70268 Ummm, fuck yes

It did not question where its meals came. In its enormous enclosure, the anaconda was without companion. The birds didn't sing here, unlike the jungles of its youth. Tall concrete walls lined its home with no means of escape, but the snake didn't mind. It had no reason to leave. It had all the trees it could climb, plentiful fresh water from an artificial river, and the light of the day peering through the glass dome ceiling. At certain times, at most thrice per week, the east wall would open up a hatch and drop a meal down the attached slide. Whoever was sending these unfortunate meals down allowed the snake to savor the thrill of the hunt, leaving whatever dropped down alive and uninjured. Pigs, calves, even deer fell through. The snake was never in want. Then one night, something changed. Most of the time, the arrival of food was only announced by the scraping of the metal-grated slide hatch. But today, it was accompanied by screaming. The scent that followed was peculiar, yet familiar; it always loosely hanged over the smell of whatever came through the hatch. But today it was here in full-force. This female creature, which now frantically paced beneath the slide, had a strange yet alluring form. She reminded the snake of the monkeys that it once lived near before its captivity, only taller and with different proportions. She had no coat of hair, rather it seemed that all of it was localized to the top of her head in a long black cascade, leaving her skin exposed. Her breasts were puzzlingly large; the snake wondered if she was able to counterbalance such a heavy front-ended weight with the mass of her round posterior. Alternatively, it could've been her long legs and large thighs which kept her standing upright. Either way, it was clear that she had plenty of meat and fat to satiate the beast, perhaps even for two full weeks.

(Cont) As the meal - called "woman", as the snake would later learn - darted into the woods and the hunt began, the snake found itself further confused by her. She didn't try to climb up the trees, instead bounding through the thick underbrush. Her bipedal physique meant that she frequently tripped, and only further so because of the ornate silk cloth she wore over her creamy skin. That was only further confusing, because it did little to protect the female from the elements. By all accounts, it seemed that such a clearly nutritious creature would not be able to survive adulthood for long. The woman paused to catch her breath, exhausted from the run. To give credit where credit was due, despite her curved features, there was clear muscle beneath her skin. But for a veteran predator like this anaconda, it was only barely enough. As the food bent over to catch her breath, the snake took its opportunity and struck out. Wrapping around her shapely legs, then her exposed midriff, and finally under her breasts, barely covered by the cloth she wore over top. Then, it squeezed. As so many meals before, it felt the woman's heartbeat quicken as the air was crushed from her lungs. Her breathing labored as bones creaked under the strain, and soon the rib cage cracked. She looked at the snake with pleading eyes, a tear sliding down her cheek. The snake felt no compassion as it latched onto the woman's head, her final cry cut short as her head was fully enveloped. It swallowed around her petite shoulders, powerful throat muscles pulling her ever deeper. The meal was quite vocal about her demise, muffled squeals escaping from beneath the anaconda's pristine scales. The breasts would've been a larger issue swallowing, were it not for the fact that her cloth covering snapped. It felt somewhat amusing to see them bounce free, almost comically so. Yet free from their confines, they were much easier to squish into the maw. They were absolutely delicious, a bit heavy on the fat yet with enough meat that it only amplified the flavor. The way they jiggled in its mouth was similarly entertaining, producing more muffled groans from the woman. Yet the desire to feed cut short its sadistic play, and soon the breasts were swallowed snugly into the snake's throat. Further down it glided, savoring the meal's toned flesh as it went, until its mouth filled with the woman's huge ass. This was far more well-marbled than her breasts, yet still bounced a bit as the snake slowly worked its way around. She was exquisite. Eventually, it flipped her on her side, stretching wide to accommodate for her wide hips. By now her squeals had died down, reduced to a few futile kicks. The legs were slurped down with much care as the saliva-soaked cloth around her legs already began to tear and disintegrate. There was no hope for the morsel now, yet still she defiantly twitched her toes as the last of her was swallowed. Her taste was simply divine. As an hourglass-shaped bulge traveled down to the snake's stomach, it slithered away, satisfied. It propped itself on its favorite rock, basking in the late moonlight, when suddenly the bulge's struggles renewed with vigor. The woman must've reached the stomach, not that the snake cared. It would be evening before the lack of air and gradually-heating digestive acids would knock her unconscious. Either way, the snake was content. Although it secretly hoped, as the bulge's screams began to intensify, that it would get to eat another woman soon. Note: I did not realize how many characters I can put in a message.

Lola's first reaction was pain. She had felt two almost unnoticeable pricks in her bare thigh as she walked into the living room. Her second reaction was terror. Somehow, a snake had snuck into her apartment and had just latched onto her leg. Her leg started to quake as a potent paralyzing agent seeped into her bloodstream, muscles and nerves relaxing. Slowly, her naked body sunk onto the nearby couch, horrified at what might happen next. She turned her eyes to see her attacker. A ten-foot long brown snake stared at her, retracting his fangs. Her horror vanished as she laughed at the idea. A snake that long was scary, indeed, but proportionally speaking his head was actually quite small. He stared at her with hungry eyes, as if his mouth could possibly fit around her bubble butt and impossibly large 32K-cup breasts. "Please, you impotent noodle. Your eyes must be bigger than that little head of yours." Still, he tried, starting from her feet. Lola stared with a condescending grimace. "I bet that little head has even less brain in it than- ow, ow, ow!" The snake's gullet was painfully tight, yet slick with saliva. The muscles were deceptively powerful, heaving the paralyzed supermodel's sultry form into his throat. Yet Lola's confidence did not waver, even as the snake reached up to her creamy thighs. His jaw started to stretch wider and wider, and his meal started to get more and more worried. Especially when it used his tail to shovel in her hands, pinning her arms in the process. Slowly, savoring her taste, the beast worked its way around her child-bearing pelvis and curvy hips. As he reached the crest of her pelvis, the soon-to-be-meal started panicking. "H-hey wait! Wait! STOP IT! THAT REALLY REALLY HURTS! NNNNNGGGHHHAAAAA!" Screaming and swearing was about all she could do, but in part of it wasn't voluntary. As her waist became fully enveloped, the pressure on Lola's bones was beginning to rise. The pain wasn't unbearable, but as a feminine bulge started forming in the snake's body, Lola knew it would only get worse. The esophagus was impossibly tight, yet further and further the snake swallowed her in. The saliva, though it did lubricate Lola's meaty body, couldn't alleviate all of the friction. Thus, although her toned stomach was much smoother sailing than her hips, the actual journey was quite taxing, much to Lola's chagrin. The unassuming predator would eagerly swallowed more of her body, sluggishly pulling her in. Then she'd stop - forward, and then stop - forward, and then stop. Such a motion only further constricted the meal, who continued to use what little power she still had to wriggle, her huge rack bouncing and jiggling. Lola's breathing began to grow labored as her rib cage entered the gluttonous mouth. Tighter, tighter, and tighter still, as the voluptuous 5'3" meal felt her feet start to get pushed through an even tighter entrance, deep inside the snake. "Oh no... no no no no, that better not be what I think it is! LET ME OUT! I DON'T WANT THIS!" The stomach was even damper than the slimy saliva-coated throat. Yet the model had a ray of hope. Her tits, which had long been the source of unwanted attention, now seemed her saving grace. Because of her pinned arms, her breasts was pushed upwards. It hurt a bit. It almost felt nice. But the snake was clearly hesitating. From his point of view, its vision had been completelyobscured by two round mountains of fatty meat. It was as ravishing as it was intimidating. Lola sighed, and used what energy she still had to shimmy her hips. Perhaps she would be free of this humiliating position yet. The snake's hunger won out. His maw worked heavy overtime as it started up the two orbs. "Hey hey HEY HEY PLEASE! PLEASE! I promise I don't taste that good! I... I don't want to die!" Lola began hyperventilating - now she was truly afraid, her last hope quickly diminishing, much like her air intake. Slowly he ascended, salivating all over her now even-further squished breasts. His mouth threatened to burst, but he didn't stop, encouraged by Lola's divine taste. Thirty whole minutes passed until finally he took in the woman's sensitive nipples - the mounds had been conquered. His meal, looking at it face-to-face, spit at it in a final attempt to resist. It was futile. The snake wobbled and kneaded his dinner's breasts in delight, savoring their lovely taste. Lola stifled a moan - could anything be more humiliating? Cheeks threatening to burst, the serpent began to swallow. It was pure gluttony, he knew, but he couldn't help himself. Ever since its home had been cut down by human workmen, the snake had wandered about, looking for shelter. But with its habitat destroyed, it couldn't find any of its natural prey. Hunger had driven it to eating meager meals like rats and squirrels, until one day it considered eating a human. And as it ate more and more, it began to realize that the females - especially those with hourglass physiques - tasted so much better than pigs and deer. But with its presence becoming known to the town it had hunted, security was heightened, and the snake hadn't eaten in weeks. Yet as if by fate, he stumbled upon the open window of a house. A house that contained a prime cut of girl-flesh. His throat was almost too small. He threatened to choke. Lola's breath slowed even more, hoping that the snake would run out of his. She started sliding out! She wouldn't be eaten after all! Or at least she hoped. Over and over again, it started gulping her down, only to slide out again. She could breathe a little easier when she was outside of the snake, her body that little bit less crushed. Her air was still running out, but she could at least muster a few raspy taunts. "Guess you really were in over your head, huh, you absolute worm..." But then the serpent strained one more time, and shoveled them in at last. Lola groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure as her rack was finally stuffed inside, squashed more tightly than any lover's hands ever could. This was the end. Two large round bulges swelled into shape beneath the snake's scales. Her shoulders followed easily, and as the exhausted girl's head entered the maw, she tried to muster one last scream. "SOMEONE! PLEEEEASE! HELP MMmmmmmph!" They would fall on deaf ears, muffled by flesh and snakeskin. The snake's mouth shut, and Lola saw no more light. Only a slimy darkness as she was pulled in. This couldn't be happening. It was so tight. She had a whole life ahead of her and one of the hottest bodies around. It wasn't fair. Why did it have to hurt so much? Lola could feel her bones grinding together. And like before, the saliva she had been lathered in didn't help facilitate the process as she traveled down the snake's body. The slimy muscles heaved, and then she'd stop. It only got worse as she was forced through the narrow entrance shehad felt her feet enter earlier. Panicked thoughts raced through her mind as she heaved for air, whimpering as she desperately tried to find an escape. "Please... won't somebody help? Please hear me! I've got to get out of here before it- oh no, no no no no no! It's starting!" A thunderous rumble echoed throughout the stomach as a faint hissing noise began filling the now occupied chamber. The temperatures began to rise, sweat running down her pretty face and accumulating on her juicy tits, as stomach acid seeped into the chamber. It started to submerge Lola, now nothing more than meat, and she screamed once again. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH! PLEASE! IT BURNS!!!" The woman's sexy silhouette writhed about in agony as the snake slithered away. He partially regretted his decision in eating a woman so well-endowed, since already he could feel his stomach starting to ache, but the taste alone was worth it. Nevermind the fact that her meat alone would sustain it for weeks, even a month. Perhaps even longer than that curvy "milf", as the humans called them, that he had eaten a few months ago. After all, this one had somehow tasted even better.

A prequel to my previous deviation, "Too greedy?", In it I mentioned that the snake which preyed upon poor Lola had acquired a taste for female human flesh. Among his previous victims was, what he would later learn was called, a milf. Mrs. Kendall, a recent widow, was in her late 30's and had picked up a job as an elementary school teacher. She was an avid reader, and the library's strict volume code kept her from getting harassed from her fellow teachers. One particular night, she had decided to work some overtime in a corner of the library, conveniently in the security cameras' blind spot. Even more conveniently, right by an open window. Paralyzed by the snake's powerful paralyzing venom, she was dragged out the window by our snake here completely undetected, ripping her thin fabric outfit right off her body. The bushes outside kept her from getting noticed. Yet it was here that our snake ran into some trouble. Mrs. Kendall's modest rack went down easy, but there was a good reason why she was called a milf by her colleagues at the water fountain. A large part of what made her so nutritious were her voluptuous hips and perfectly rounded ass. And unfortunately for her, that sort of extra meatiness only served to prolong her digestion, sustaining the snake for weeks. What made her a desirable pick for men also what made her a desirable pick for dinner. Nobody heard her squeals and pleas for help as she was digested alive. But eventually, the snake would grow hungry again. And Mrs. Kendall's sudden disappearance didn't go unnoticed. He would have to be more careful in the future, even if it meant he'd have to go hungry for a while. Over time, the hourglass bulge that once was a sultry teacher thinned out, her meaty form dissolving at last. And the voracious reptile soon found itself hungering once again, but no opportunity could be found for whole months. Until one night, a certain Lola left her window open...

Few things annoyed Claire more than the constant unwanted attention her figure got her. Everywhere, whether at work or out for her morning run, people would stare at her. More than once she'd get catcalled and hit on, and by this point she was able to spit searing retorts like clockwork. Only in the privacy of her home did she feel as though she could be a perfectly normal person. She'd done modelling in the past, but that was mainly to pay the bills. Now as the boss of her own company - and she was more than happy to assert her dominance over all of her employees - she made more than enough to put a few cars in her garage. Things looked well for her by every means, were it not for the fact that she couldn't find a single man that was more interested in her than her assets. And today, after a long day's work, she felt that loneliness bite quite hard. The frustration built and her innate sass was building. However, she did have one nicety she could rely on to escape the frustration. The woods behind her large house had a nature trail that went largely unused, one that she found particularly calming. The trees were a shade of emerald like no other, and the trees wound in beautiful shapes. Today seemed a fantastic day to walk through. Breathing in the fresh air, she stretched her arms over her head and savored the moment. Unfortunately, this caused the buttons on her shirt to snap off, leaving it halfway open. "Another shirt ruined," Claire groaned to herself as she stripped. Perhaps she'd relax by one of the clearings instead of going for a full walk. Now clad in nothing but red lace panties and two crimson heart-shaped pasties, she sauntered over to a set of intertwined trees. She'd always seen them romantically, like two lovers arm-in-arm. It'd have been nice to share the moment with someone, but alas, it seemed that no man was good enough for her, or so she thought. For there was another entity that had joined her by the twin trees. As she nestled herself between where the two trees met, her legs dangling down the gap just in front, her feet felt something oddly wet. An enormous boa was slowly inching its way up her legs. Claire bolted upwards, scared for her life, and ran to the base of the trees. The boa, far larger than any snake she'd ever seen before, sluggishly rose up out of the trees. Further off Claire ran, diving behind a large rock before glancing over top to gauge her pursuer. And yet, it was nowhere to be seen. Gingerly, she stepNice personut and headed back to the tree. The boa had hardly gotten ten feet out from the twin trees, inching ever slowly towards the voluptuous woman. "What, is that the best you can do?" Claire felt contempt for the snake. It's inferiority was evident in its lazy pace. She even jumNice personver it, standing back on the trees and forcing the snake to turn back around. "Come on, slug, try harder!" The woman leaned forward and fondled her monstrous J-cup breasts. "You want these? Too bad!" Slowly, steadily, it crept towards her, a trail of saliva escaping from its mouth. "And don't you worry," Claire taunted, "these jugs are all-natural." She turned around and rocked her plump butt to and fro, swaying from one leg to the other. "These buns too!" It got closer. The saliva was like a waterfall. "You'd choke on these even if you could get off your lazy tail." Claire was enjoying herself a little too much as she flaunted her curves, giving her own ass a hearty slap. Then she felt something else hit her rump, and it wasn't her other hand. Like the first time, it felt wet, with rippling muscles threatening to suck her in at a moment's notice. Once again she tore herself free, but in her carelessness she tripNice personver the boa's coils. Before she could react, the snake lunged in and coiled her, eager to not let such a nutritious meal escape a second time. But even as she squirmed, the beast had already clamNice personnto her feet. Steadily, it inched over her meaty calves and thighs, Claire shouting insults as her pinned arms failed to free herself. Then it came to her famous rear. Fear had crept into the indomitable Claire as she watched the boa swallow more and more of her body, but a newfound hope overcame. Despite its huge size, its mouth was too small to swallow her butt. "Ha, told you. Hope you suffocate on those, jerk." Claire allowed a smirk as the snake repeatedly attempted to take in her massive ass. Over and over again it attempted to take it in, gnawing on her meaty buns. Evidently it tasted good, Claire thought to herself, if the snake was that determined to eat her. "Well of course, I'd expect nothing less from myself." It chewed for an hour straight. By this point, Claire had gone from borderline scared to bored. Yet the snake's coils rendered her unable to move, and so she was forced to wait it out. "You done yet, slug?" She taunted. "This isn't fun anymore." As if it had heard her sass, the boa suddenly renewed its efforts, forcing her down its throat before her curves forced the woman out of its mouth. Feeling violated, she grimaced in disgust as it attempted to engulf her over and over. Then her heart dropped as it crested the apex of her rear. She couldn't help but moan as the fat was forcibly pushed upwards, fitting into an impossibly tight throat. Its eyes practically bulging, the snake swallowed hard, and her hips slid into its throat. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't. She had everything! Money, respect in her business, a smoking hot body! It wasn't fair! Thoughts raced through Claire's mind as she attempted to leverage herself out of the boa's grasp to no avail. Further and further it ate her alive, down her toned stomach. The next obstacle would prove quite the challenge indeed. This snake had swallowed many other women, but none quite so curvy. In yet another ironic twist, Claire found a bit of hope in her enormous mounds. With her arms now pinned in the snake's throat, they were pushed upwards, thus inhibiting the snake's progress. But the boa was determined, and once again started forcing Claire into its mouth. This time, however, it found that her notably bouncy breasts had more leeway than her ass and hips. The repeated jiggling served it well, and soon its cheeks bulged greedily with the vixen's jugs. "Please... choke for me? Please...?" Claire whimpered. The woman found her breathing labored as the monster's throat squashed her perfect rack against her lungs. It was too much. Yet it swallowed once more, and now only her head stuck out of its mouth. "Please, I beg of you. And I never beg..." The snake swallowed one last time, and Claire disappeared. Now satiated, the snake ducked beneath the trees once more, sharing the moment with the squirming bulge which slid down the snake's body.

The evening moon hung high in the night sky, illuminating a fair home atop a hill. Two stories tall with muted green walls and sloped roofs, a signature architecture style from the 70s. Grass and trees swayed in the gentle wind, cooling the warm vines that hung from the forest. This quiet scene was about to be broken. A dark figure stalked through the trees, dodging between security cameras’ blind spots. It slowly stalked around the house, its eyes gleaming with ill intent. Then, it saw its opening. Just to the right of the house, a window was slightly ajar - the shadowed attacker’s key inside. It dashed over, and with a mighty breath, yanked open the window. It squealed open, and the figure dove inside. “Well, that was easier than I expected.” Lexi took off her black ski mask, tossing back her short-cut platinum blonde hair. The inside of the house was dark, and the owner, she knew, was fast asleep. Still, the dim light of the night sky crept through the window glass, keeping her from stumbling about and further camouflaging her black-clad form. The house was well-furbished, with plenty of aesthetically pleasing furniture, art, and expensive electronics. Lexi had been eyeing this place for a long time, but not for any sort of money or possessions. The thief had her eyes on something far more valuable. The owners of this place - her neighbors, a middle-aged couple - owned an exotic pet, apparently named Veles. Lexi’s neighbors refused to stop talking about him, about how much they loved him and him in return… It made Lexi sick. These people kept a beautiful animal caged up in their own house as a pet. It didn’t matter how much they “loved” him, they were trampling its rights. And that was as inexcusable to Lexi as trampling human rights. Fortunately, having been invited into their house to dinner before (which she quickly left once she learned they were serving steak), the thief knew exactly where to find Veles’s enclosure. He was on the first floor, near the back of the living room. As she snuck in, Lexi flipped the light switch. Her prize lay sleeping in a peaceful coiled heap. Up close, he truly was beautiful; an albino boa from the depths of the Amazon. Apparently his home had been destroyed by farmers when he was still just an egg. His current owners - one of whom was a veterinarian - had been protesting the destruction when they noticed his egg just starting to hatch. They took him home and pledged to care for him like a son. “Poor, misguided fools.” Lexi scoffed. Now came the hard part. Veles himself was over 200 lb, and his cage only added to that. But with a little food and care, most animals will start to follow you around, and Lexi knew that. “Hey…” the thief whispered. “Time to wake up!” Veles shifted a little, his pale scales glimmering in the light. From here, Lexi could see the slight tan pigments in his scales. “I’ve got some tasty pork right here for you.” His tongue flicked out a little, tasting the air. “Well, it’s not actually pork, that would be murder, but it’s imitation, and-” The behemoth’s amber eye flicked open before focusing in on the black-clad form before him. In its hand - no, her hand, this stranger was clearly some human female - was a fine cut of meat. Or so it seemed, it didn’t smell like pig. Lexi brushed her hand across the huge serpent’s head. Veles’s scales were far smoother than she would’ve thought, almost slick, and pleasant to the touch. He clearly liked that, though was still cautious. So, she opened up the door to Veles’s enclosure, and beckoned. And slowly but surely, the snake followed her out. Through the dining room, then the front door, and then into her car… XXX

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The first rays of sunlight crested over the horizon by the time Lexi successfully coaxed Veles into her home. After a long night of hard work, the animal-napper let out a relaxed sigh. Now she could finally proceed to the next stage of her plan. Now that she had the snake where she wanted him, she could bring him with her and release him into the wild. And Lexi would have immediately done just that, were it not for how tired she was. A whole night of sneaking, breaking and entering only to have to deal with the world’s most reluctant snake left her completely drained. It was worth it to her, but she needed some rest first. Her first order of business was getting all of that stuffy black clothing off of her. Jacket, pants, hat, mask, gloves… everything in black to conceal her identity. Lexi breathed deeply as she felt the air against her heated skin, her hidden figure now more open to be seen. And what a looker Lexi was; you wouldn’t have been able to guess with all of the thick clothing she was previously wearing. But now, there was surprisingly little of her perfect slim-thick hidden. A blue sleeveless shirt exposed her evenly tanned skin, a bright white PETA logo emblazoned across her prominent breasts. They were never quite as plump as some of the other women she had known, but to call them average would be a disservice, especially if you saw how they swayed when she walked. The shirt was cut fairly high, showing off a flawless midriff. A tiny waist sloped into extremely generous hips, adorned by a pair of grey yoga pants. This, complimented by abs that were not quite flat, but just chiseled enough to show her athletic capabilities. Even if she wasn’t wearing anything particularly provocative, Lexi’s hourglass body still managed to turn heads. But of course, such wide hips curved into an enormous heart-shaped rump and thick toned thighs. Lexi did not hold herself back at all when it came to squats, and it showed. Yet somehow, fat kept on finding its way down to her glorious bubble butt and thighs. She could easily squat 150 lb, but her ass just as easily jiggled as she walked. “What are you looking at?” the beautiful maiden turned to face Veles. “You’re going to be properly free soon. I just need some rest.” The snake looked uneasy in this unfamiliar territory, and it was starting to annoy Lexi. “Come on, you’ll only be here for a few minutes. Here-” Lexi walked over to Veles, who recoiled at her outstretched hand. “Huh? Are you that afraid?” The buxom beauty crouched down next to the snake to pet him before he wrenched himself free. Veles only further retreated into the corner as Lexi crept forward. “Come on, I’m just trying to help you!” She grabbed the snake and draped him over her shoulders, not realizing the distress the mighty albino was in as he hissed angrily. Once again, he broke free of her grasp. The maiden put her hands on her hips as the snake retreated into a different corner. “For an animal of your size, you’re quite the scaredy-cat.” She shook her head - at least he was close to the door now. “Stay here if you like, I’m going to go take a shower,” Lexi turned with a huff, her breasts swaying and jiggling.

(CONT) The early morning sun shone brightly against the white bathroom tile floor and walls. It was a relatively simple bathroom, although certainly rich. Aside from a few potted plants, the room was undecorated save for a large framed canvas with “MEAT IS MURDER :)” stitched into it. Lexi hummed to herself as she stripNice personff her shirt and yoga pants, turning on the shower. Her tiny white bra was at least two sizes too small, leaving little to the imagination as her round breasts spilled out to each side and beneath. They hugged her rack so tightly that her nipples clearly poked through, even giving some shape to her puffy areola. And of course, her white ribbon-tied thong did absolutely nothing to hide her plump yet firm posterior. Her legs, clad in form-fitting white stockings, pinched her toned thighs, as though they were trying to get as close to her flesh as possible. “Any minute now…” Lexi bounced on her toes, slightly giggling as her ass clapped. The shower water was taking strangely long to heat up. A loud hissing noise caused her to turn. If she were more sensible, Lexi would have panicked, but all she felt was annoyance. There was Veles again, angrily eyeing her as he slithered into the bathroom. “And just what do you think you’re doing here?” The spoiled vixen put her hands on her curvaceous hips. “You here to ogle me like everyone else?” Indeed, many male gazes had been drawn to Lexi in her day. More than a few had dreamed of ways they could make her their own. Yet what the beautiful woman failed to realize was that Veles was not looking at her as an object of beauty. Veles wanted her for entirely different reasons. She would make quite the voluptuous meal. Normally Veles would never consider such a thing. But between his kidnapping, harassment, and general mistreatment, he wanted Lexi out of the picture. And unfortunately for the girl, today was the day Veles was supposed to go on a hunt. And this girl’s curves, the snake angrily decided, could nourish it for weeks. And after all, who would miss her? Lexi’s eyes widened as Veles hissed, mouth wide open, and lunged at her. She tried to evade, but only managed to keep her left leg free from the snake’s powerful coils. Only now did the gorgeous soon-to-be-meal realize she had a lot of reasons to panic as she began screaming as hard as she could. “HELP! SOMEONE! THERE’S A SNAKE ATTACKING ME!” Normally a boa constrictor will completely bind its prey in its coils and choke the life out of it before eating it. However, this girl was noisy. She flailed about, hopping stupidly on one leg in a futile attempt to escape, and even managed to hop into the shower. Veles already disliked Lexi as it was, but now she was just making this difficult. So he shut her up. Winding around her smooth back, he opened his mouth wide… “HELP! THERE’S A…” Lexi stopped short as she felt a few drops of saliva hit her forehead. Her eyes widened as she slowly turned her gaze upwards, into the dark and fleshy maw of her captor. And she knew there was only one way to go from here. “W-wait, mr. snake, I mean Veles, I mean Mr. Veles, you… snakes don’t…” Veles lunged downward and clamNice personnto her pretty head, an explosion of delectable flavors filling his mouth. Lexi could feel the slick muscles tightly conform around the shape of her head and ravenously start pulling her in. “SNAKES DON’T EAT PEOPMMMMPH!” She cried out as her vision went dark and pink, her whole head quickly enveloped in Veles’s maw. She continued to squirm and flail as hard as she could, desperately trying to break free, but Veles’s progress was showing no signs of stopping. Working with what he had, Veles gave a crushing squeeze around Lexi’s generous hips and thighs, causing her struggles to cease for a moment as he adjusted his jaws to accommodate for Lexi’s shoulders. Again he squeezed, bringing bones to grind and muscles to bruise. Lexi groaned in pain, her struggles ceasing again as she tried to catch her breath. Yet already the air was growing stale, and while she had something of an air supply, it was hardly enough to support her explosive writing.

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Taking advantage of the momentary stillness, Veles reworked his coils. This time wrapping around both legs at Lexi’s thick thighs. Then he wound around her toned midriff and another beneath her wobbling rack, careful to grab and pin her flailing arms to her sides. He could clearly see her nipples at this point, the warm shower water exposing them in broad daylight. And as he quickly found, they were a delight to chew on. They wobbled at his touch, already squashed by his meal’s tight bra. He could feel her nipples and areola, his saliva only further dampening the tiny piece of cloth, as Lexi’s tits grew engorged from the unwanted stimuli his maw brought. All the more meat to eat, the snake happily thought to himself. It was so tight inside of the snake’s gullet. The muscles closely adhered to Lexi’s face as she blushed madly, stifling her moans to preserve what little dignity she had left. She could feel her breasts squash even more tightly together as Veles finally swallowed them. It stank to high heaven in there, but what worried Lexi more was the slight sulfuric tinge she could smell… “Stop it, please… This whole thing was supposed to be about protecting you…” Lexi sniffled. Further and further the serpent ate, gliding down Lexi’s prized flat stomach. It tasted salty, yet deliciously savory, its leanness well complimented by her full hips. Which, Veles noted, were starting to give him a challenge. They were so wide, yet so delicious, and he felt his cheeks were growing sore as he greedily devoured them. Veles was unused to eating humans - until now, he hadn’t even considered it. But this girl was absolutely tantalizing, from her smooth tanned skin to her juicy breasts to her lean stomach… but this posterior was something of legend. Yet as he attempted to take it in, he quickly found himself struggling even more than before. Lexi’s sheer thickness ran the risk of choking him, but he couldn’t care less. It was just so good. Yet he just couldn’t fit those fat-filled cheeks in his mouth no matter how hard he tried. Lexi hadn’t stopped panicking since the devouring began, and despite her dwindling air supply, was still writhing madly. This didn’t help Veles at all, but it did make him hungrier as he watched Lexi’s booty jiggle. Patience would have to do the trick here. Over and over he gnawed on the girl’s butt, testing and pressing it as he pleased. At this point he was simultaneously experimenting with different ways to fit Lexi’s bubble buns in his mouth while exploring every bit of flavor he could get out of it. Lexi’s struggles only increased more, fighting to ignore the burning longing that erupted in her. Slow swallow after slow swallow, Veles fit his mouth around the sheer heft of Lexi’s ass. He could feel his head swell as they, along with her hips, threatened to choke him, his throat muscles working overtime to haul this newfound meat in. “No… please…” Lexi groaned. The fire died down a bit, but feeling her body pressed and kneaded on all sides wasn’t helping. Again and again she was brought deeper into the snake’s body, her pressing pain only renewing as her athletic ass was squeezed into Veles’s throat. Fear filled her mind as she began to hyperventilate, fighting with what little strength her air supply could muster. She dug her nails and bit into the throat’s flesh, but nothing seemed to work. And her heart only dropped further into her stomach as she felt her toned thighs become enveloped. Veles yawned a bit as he swallowed the last of Lexi. Perhaps he could’ve done something about that stretchy white clothing hugging his meal’s legs, but he was hungry and wanted the sensual yet obnoxious woman out of the picture. This wasn’t something he was privy to do again, so he made sure to savor her. He almost wanted to spit her back out just to eat her all over again, watching the squirming hourglass bulge that used to be Lexi slowly travel down his body. Yet if the opportunity arose again and an obnoxious or morally petty human female were to show herself again, maybe he’d reconsider… Now totally inside of the monster, Lexi’s heart pounded with horror. Arousal had taken a back seat to her fear as she whimpered for help, pleading that someone would hear her cry for help. Yet as she entered into a more spacious chamber, she realized that no help would come. For a moment, she had peace. There was no sound of squelching esophagus muscles or saliva, just her, inside of this dark chamber within Veles. The fleshy walls around her pressed into her in a steady rhythm, first at her left, then at her right. The warm pink that had tinted her vision before was now replaced by a deep darkness. And if she withheld her whimpering for a moment, she could even hear a faint heartbeat somewhere in the distance. And then that’s when Lexi realized that the sulfuric smell she noticed before was significantly stronger here. The stomach chamber began to slowly heat as a thunderous rumbling filled the walls. Liquid, viscous and foul-smelling, poured in from all sides. And once again, hysteria set into Lexi’s mind. “No… No no no NO NO NO! NOT HERE! NOT NOW! SOMEBODY PLEEEEEHEHEHEASE! MMM…MMmmgh…AAAAA!” Tears streamed down her face as her smooth skin burned. Lexi’s body, now meat, blazed with agony as it was tenderized by the near-boiling liquids. Her flimsy clothes quickly melted under the intensity of the stomach acids, destroying what little protection she had. She squealed and cried, her juicy body reduced to a quivering and whimpering mass of meat. The minutes turned to hours, though sealed away in the dark stomach, Lexi had no way to tell the time. Veles, tired out from such a feisty meal, quickly found a dark closet in which to lay his head. He could still hear his meal crying for help, but he didn’t really care. He was sated, and as far as he was concerned, had just eaten the meal of his life. Maybe he’d go back to his owners tomorrow, or at most a week from now. This girl was hefty… Faint echoes filled the now-vacant house as Lexi’s screams grew with each passing hour, powerful stomach acids surging to break down her sexy form. They didn’t stop until later that afternoon as Veles slept alone, comfortably coiled around his victim.

Does anyone have shazycrit's works? His DeviantArt account (https://www.deviantart.com/shazycrit) was deleted. He also had works on Gumroad (https://shazycrit.gumroad.com), but unfortunately, his account was deleted before anyone could add them to Kemono.