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Elf prey, shark girl prey, naga predator, female predators, hermaphrodite prey, same size, sex, H/H sex, F/H sex, mind break, reformation, soft vore
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While adventuring may be a hard life at first, if one sticks at it, they can find an exceptionally fulfilling career. Fighting monsters, discovering the unknown, exploring brave new lands, is there anything better in life?
For the elf Miri and her shark-girl companion Suzy, there was definitely nothing better in life, even as they hacked and pushed their way through a thick, choking jungle. Branches and leaves blocked their path, the ground was uneven and mossy, and strange beastly cries echoed in the distance, but they didn’t care. They were adventurers after all, the embodiment of freedom itself, and they weren’t going to turn around because of any ‘legendary beast’. So, they kept hacking and pushing while wiping the sweat from their brows.
“Ugh, how much longer?” Suzy whined, stomping her foot and slapping her tail against the ground in frustration. “We’ve been going on for hours, and I’m baking out here!”
She could feel the moisture from her skin leech away in the hot sun, tanning her like an old piece of leather. Sweat trickled down her muscular sides and splashed around her, every drop a precious bit of her moisture trickling away. She had to drink from her canteen almost nonstop just to keep up her hydration levels. Any treasures or ruins were definitely at the back of her mind, all she wanted in life was a river or ocean.
“It can’t be far now!” Miri cried triumphantly, ignoring the exhaustion or sweat leeching from both hers, or Suzy’s body. “Just a little bit longer and we’ll have discovered the ruins of old, the temple of the ancients!”
“I hope you’re right!” Suzy whined as she surmounted a fallen log, tail dragging across the broken surface before slapping onto the grass on the other side. The jungle was so thick she could barely see anything. Miri was ahead of her by just a few feet and was half hidden by the countless branches and leaves. If it wasn’t for the constant cutting, hacking, and triumphant cries, Suzy probably would’ve lost her by now.
But she kept going, half to see this through with Miri to the end, and half because she had no idea how to get home by herself. A wall of fronds and ferns blocked the path ahead. Miri stopped to pull them open before gasping in shock. Suzy quickly walked up beside her and then gasped herself. In front of them was a wide-open clearing bordered by a tall cliff, and against it was a large temple made from stone. It looked ancient. Strange carvings lined the few ornate pillars still standing after decades of wind, weather and time. In the centre was a large archway of stone leading into a tunnel through the cliff-face.
For a few seconds they both stared, Miri in wonderment, Suzy in relief, before the elf bounded forwards.
“Come on, what are you waiting for?!” she yelled as she sprinted for the cave.
“Hey wait up!” Suzy replied as she followed after her, struggling to keep her tail from dragging along the ground. With reckless abandon Miri sprinted through the archway and into the tunnel boring through the cliff-face. It was horizontal and stretched on far into the gloom with either unable to see the end. Broken stone tiles formed the floor, while the walls were natural stone chipped and carved eons ago, long forgotten wooden torches hanging in dusty stands.
Miri grabbed one of the torches and lit it, casting an orange glow that barely held back the gloom, before venturing deeper into the cavern. Suzy was beside her, jumping at every shadow, peering at every crevice, while Miri pushed forwards with determination and courage. Neither spoke as minutes passed and they went deeper into the tunnel. Just as they left the last of the sunlight streaming in from the entrance, Suzy ready to ask Miri to turn back, they saw something up ahead. A large, open cavern at the end of the tunnel, barely glimpsed through the gloom.
They kept walking, pace quickened. Halfway there, they started to hear something. Voices. Broken, strange voices talking, chatting, and chanting in a language unlike anything they had ever heard before. They began running, not a word spoken between them. Closer and closer they came, their hearts pounding with anticipation and fear. In no time at all they reached the end of the tunnel and entered the large, open space.
The large, circular chamber was easily the size of a stadium, with the entire space reverberating with the strange voices no doubt within. There was an upper layer of stone ringing the outside, of which the two stood upon, and at the centre was a wide open pit leading to a lower level. Several natural ramps lead from the ring to the lower pit level. At the centre was a large skylight looking down, so Miri extinguished her torch, wishing to stay unseen. They then silently crept towards the edge and crawled behind a small rise on the edge.
Seconds passed as they tried to work up the courage, before they slowly peeked their heads up and over the edge. They expected a strange tribe, perhaps a cult, yet nothing could prepare them for what they laid their eyes upon. Their jaws went slack while their eyes stretched wide.
For before them was a village of nagas.
There had to be at least two dozen of them, slithering around a fireplace in the centre, singing and chanting in their own strange language. They were large creatures, with their humanoid torsos one and a half times Suzy’s size, while their tails stretched for a dozen metres (35 feet) or more. Green and brown scales, similar to that of an anaconda, covered them from head to tail-tip. As they danced and moved in the light, their scales shimmered like a field of grass drizzled with dew and glistening in the morning’s dawn. They did not have hair, although some seemed to have spiky protrusions running down the centre of their heads and across the backs of their necks.
Some wore bracelets and necklaces made from gold and bone, while others had crowns of bright red feathers; neither Suzy nor Miri could discern their purpose. Yet that was the extent of their clothing which means that nothing hid their assets. And what sizeable assets they were. While they were reptillian, they all had large, soft breasts that danced in time with their movements. All of them appeared to be either female, or hermaphrodite, since they were all endowed with bountiful cleavage.
The women held small slits near where their crotch would be if they were human, tiny parts in the scales that gave a peek at the pink depths behind. The hermaphrodites however held large, smooth cocks with ribbed shafts. Two meaty orbs the size of apples dangled just below them, swaying in time with their movements and undoubtedly swollen with seed. If Miri had to guess, she’d say about three quarters were female, but neither she nor Suzy were counting. They were too entranced by their beauty and allure, as well as the growing tightness of their pants.
Yet the nagas continued, blissfully unaware of their admirers, dancing and chanting around the central fireplace. Small huts ringed the outside of the lower level, while small plaques adorning some tunnels gave hint to more habitats deeper within. If Miri had to guess, she’d say that they were dancing half for fun and pleasure, and half for the chieftain of the tribe.
A chieftain that sat upon a naga throne, which was a small pole with a seat on the top. Her thick, muscular coils were wrapped around the pole and held in her place on top of her lofty perch. In comparison to the others her scales were pitch black, with bluish diamonds running along the top edge. A hermaphrodite, her tool was the largest of them all, looking about as big as Miri’s arm. But despite her appearance, position, and endowments, she didn’t appear intimidating. She swayed slowly to the chanting beat while she smiled and laughed with the rest.
For Miri and Suzy, there was so much to take in. After a minute of gawking at the tribe Miri finally found her voice.
“I … I can’t believe it!” She yelled in a whisper, careful not to be heard or seen. “Nagas? Everyone thought they were extinct … but here they are … living a blissful life!”
“I know! It’s incredible!”
“Definitely! We need to get back as soon as we can with our findings, the honour, the prestige, the money … it’ll be beyond compare!”
“Yes, but can’t we watch them for a bit longer?”
“Well, a little bit longer couldn’t hurt Suzy, it couldn’t…”
Fears assuaged, she went back to watching the tribe with Suzy, quickly becoming entranced by the motion of the nagas’ bodies. How their large, bulky bodies moved with such grace and poise was a thing of beauty in itself.
The two were so enamoured by their bodies and their display, they didn’t hear the gentle swishing from behind them, nor did they sense the looming shadow building over their backs. They were blissfully unaware, right up until a firm, scaled hand landed on each of their shoulders. Miri and Suzy shared a moment of terror before they were hoisted into the air like kittens and spun around to come face to face with a naga woman. She had dark green and brown scales just like the rest, and was even more imposing up close, with the mountain of their body stretching out before the two.
And at the top of this cliff-face of her body was a face, looking down at the two with a smirk of amusement and contempt. They struggled, of course, beating and kicking against the naga’s arms and chest.
“Let us go! I’m a proud elven warrior, I won’t be treated like this!” Miri roared. The naga didn’t notice or care thanks to her strength and armoured hire. She simply carried them as if they weighed nothing and slithered towards the central pit.
All dancing and chanting stopped, with all of the nagas looking on with interest and smirks of amusement. The chieftain herself looked down with a regal gaze as if she was weighing up what to do with the pair. With no effort at all Miri and Suzy was brought to the centre and placed before the chieftain, forced onto their knees with their hands behind their backs. They still struggled, squirming and twisting, yet they were unable to break free.
“Ugh … gah … unhand us at once, foul fiends! Miri roared, voice echoing off the walls and ringing in her ears.
“Ye…yeah! Let us go, please!” said Suzy.
The chieftain didn’t respond, still gazing at the two as if they were curious specimens. The naga holding them looked up to her for guidance, and after a few seconds of deliberation, she spoke back in her strange language. Miri and Suzy didn’t understand a word, yet they froze still regardless, because the naga holding them grinned the moment she heard those words.
“No … no…” was all Suzy could say before the naga began to rip away her clothes. They were like paper in her strong hands and so they were naked in just a few seconds. Knelt on a pile of shredded clothes, while their hard cocks dangled in front of them. Between their legs, just below their ballsacs were their lower lips, dribbling in liquid arousal. Despite everything they were still aroused by the sight of the nagas’ bodies.
Miri’s shaft was long, smooth and veiny, as wide as her fist and stretching at least 30cm (12 inches) long. Her red cockhead throbbed and pulsed, drops of pre dribbling onto the ground, while her hefty balls were nestled between her muscular thighs. Suzy’s cock was about the same size, yet was lighter in colour, taking on more of a reddish hue along the length. It was also much smoother with no visible veins in sight.
They began to blush, in both shame and arousal, as the nagas began to line up in front of them. They each had two females and one hermaphrodite in front of them. Another shudder gripped the girls’ cocks and forced another spurt of salty pre out the tips. Miri bit her lip, trying to hide her growing arousal, while Suzy looked on slack-jawed. They were scared, they wanted to escape … yet they couldn’t deny their arousal. It was out there for everybody to see.
And it didn’t take long at all for the nagas to act on it.
The naga holding them down pulled away, and before they could run, the rest leapt into action. Two nagas slithered forwards, one for each of them, and simply barrelled them over with their underbellies and knocked them onto their backs. Strong hands gripped their shoulders and pinned them against the floor. By the time the two girls figured out what was happening and looked up, it was too late. Each of them had a naga’s body poised above them, taking up their view like the night sky, with a pair of lower lips waiting just above their needing cocks. Thick, rich nectar dribbled from their inviting depths and smeared over their pre-soaked cocks.
Suzy gasped, Miri screamed and tried to flee, yet it meant nothing to their captors who simply slammed their bodies down and took their cocks in just one thrust. In the blink of an eye their lengths were wrapped in wet, sticky and firm heat. Their entire bodies covered them, generous cleavage falling on either side of their heads, making their screams muffled as they basked in the sudden pleasure. Yet the hissing yelps and screams of the two nagas as they adapted to the cocks were very much audible to the rest of the group. Flicking their tailtips and squirming for a few seconds, they then began to hump the rock-hard cocks with relentless force.
Suzy and Miri stammered and tried to hold them off. But no matter how much they screamed the nagas continued to hump them relentlessly. Yet with every hump their screams became softer and their struggles became gentler as the pleasure seeped into their minds. It couldn’t be denied: it felt good. Very good. They felt so strange, yet so right at the same time, deep enough to hold them completely and caress their lengths with something so gentle yet so firm at the same time.
Glimpsed beneath a falling and raising sky of scales were the rest of the nagas, waiting not so patiently for their turns. The hermaphrodites were in a circle, stroking each other off, while the females rubbed their wanting slits over each other’s. And above all of it, physically at least, was the chieftain. She watched onto the orgy below with an idle smirk while stroking her impressive cock with both hands. Everybody was enjoying themselves, even Suzy and Miri, they just hadn’t admitted it to themselves yet.
“Nnngh, let me go!” Miri shouted, still thrashing from side to side in their grip. “I am a … nfff … mighty elf … I … I do not deserve such a fate!”
“Please … please let us go!” Suzy shouted as she put up a token struggle. “We’ll do … do … nffff … do anything … arrgghh ... anything you want … just let us go!”
“Now why would I do that, hmm?”
A new voice from above ripped them out of their stupor. It was the chieftain, still stroking herself to orgasm while smirking down at them.
“For ssso long … we’ve needed fresssh meat. We needed fresssh genetic material, hermsss like you for breeding. So it wassss awfully kind of you to show up and help ussss in our trying timessss … I’m sssure the tribe will grow thanksss to you two~”
Miri tried to scream, only to be silenced by a strong thrust that pinned her down beneath weighty breasts. After several minutes of non-stop, body slamming sex, the two nagas pushed themselves as deep as they could for a few seconds, before pulling off and slithering away. Suzy and Miri panted for a few seconds as they struggled to catch their breath. Their bodies were caked in sweat while their hair was ruffled and messy. Their cocks were simply coated in a frothy mixture of pre and the sweet nectar of their naga captives. They also felt exceptionally hard, making Suzy whimper and reach out to the nagas that left, begging them to come back and bring her a sweet release. Miri still tried to fight though.
Picking herself up, she tried to crawl back away from the chieftain, yet didn’t even move an inch before they came onto her. Two females slithered in from the front with one for each. Miri thought she was ready, only to yelp in shock as she felt two strong arms loop underneath her shoulders; she was being picked up! And judging by the thick, warm mass pressing against her soft ass-cheeks and smearing pre across them, she knew what they had planned for her.
Both her and Suzy were picked up by a hermaphrodite each while a female naga came in from the front. They held up their arms in vain to try and ward them off, but it meant nothing. They came up regardless and pressed their bodies against theirs, soft, pillowy breasts flattening against their own fronts while their cocks neatly slipped inside their depths. The two howled in pleasure again.
But their howls merely doubled as the hermaphrodites holding them reared back before ramming their rock-hard lengths up their back door. There was no poise or grace to their actions, only desire, with the thick, meaty cocks forcing their tight puckers wide with ease. Like battering rams they stretched their bowels wide and forced themselves in. Suzy and Miri howled and thrashed from the raw sensation as their minds were overloaded from such powerful sources of pleasure. Their breath hitched on every ridge of the nagas’ cock that popped inside and dragged over the sensitive pucker stretched wide. Their voices went higher with every ridge until finally it was lodged inside fully, skewering them on their massive, meaty cock.
A few moments were spent howling and trying to adapt to the new sensation of having their bodies stuffed full, before the cocks began to drag out again, fresh screams ripping from their mouths. The nagas began to piston their cocks in and out of the pair. They didn’t sweat nor grunt in exertion, instead cooing in delight while they effortlessly penetrated their rears.
And all throughout this assault on their backdoors, the female nagas in front pistoned their lower lips up and down across the cock. Sandwiched between two nagas furiously humping their bodies, Suzy and Miri could only scream in pure pleasure as pleasure cascaded through their weak forms. Drool dripped from their mouths while they thrashed their heads from side to side in pleasure. Suzy could barely think at this point, her mind consumed wholly by pleasure as she weakly gurgled out for more as the cock slammed into her body. Miri had some resistance, still pressing against the bodies holding her and trying to flee, yet it was fruitless.
After several more minutes of body breaking sex, the female nagas pulled away. They popped themselves off the rock-hard lengths before slithering away content. The elf’s and shark’s cocks hung horizontally and were simply covered in a morass of nectar and pre that dripped down like rain. They shuddered and pulsed while the two’s chests heaved and their bodies were wracked by the slams of their cocks.
Through half lidded eyes they saw her: the chieftain. She was still sitting on her spire and still rubbing her meaty cock with both hands as she gazed down with amusement clear in her eyes. But the view was quickly blocked by two new nagas slithering to their fronts. But they weren’t female. Their massive cocks hung erect and lubricated with pre and were pointing directly at Miri’s and Suzy’s lower lips.
“Oh … oh no…” Miri gurgled through the spit as her body was slammed by the rear naga’s cock.
“Please… pll…nnnfff…please…” Suzy gurgled, weakly thrusting her battered body towards the cock.
The nagas to their front gripped their cocks and pushed them against their lower lips. There was no insertion yet the two still moaned sharply, the hot, pulsating cockhead more than enough to set them alight as it pressed firmly against their sensitive clit.
“Oh no…” Miri muttered, “Oh yes…” Suzy continued.
The nagas gripped their shoulders, forcing another sharp moan as their bodies were grinded against the cockheads.
“NO!” Miri screamed.
And then, in perfect rhythm with the ones already assaulting the girl’s asses, they thrust.
And for Miri and Suzy, everything went white.
There was no sensation spare pain and carnal pleasure as the two effortlessly shoved their way inside. Their tight lips were stretched wide to make way for the packed flesh that speared into their bodies. It didn’t slow at the entrance, it didn’t slow halfway through, nor did it slow as it pushed through the cervix and spread it wide like it wasn’t there. It didn’t slow as it pressed against the far wall of their wombs. It only stopped when their entire lengths were rammed inside of them, balls slapping against their rear, as the four nagas hilted themselves simultaneously.
It was so intense, it took a moment for the two to respond. They laid there, slack jawed and impaled on the pyramid of cocks for a few seconds, before howling as the cocks ripped out of them only to spear back in. They could feel their bodies distend to take the massive cocks and they could see the bulge running across their gut, and it broke their minds with pleasure.
Their own cocks slid across the nagas’ fronts, sliding against their smooth underbelly, then nestling themselves in the valley of their breasts before pulling out once more. Every single part of them felt pleasure. There was no fear, no anger, just raw, uncontrolled pleasure.
Ten seconds, ten thrusts later, they tumbled over the edge. Suzy came first, arcing her back as her cock splattered white cream across her partner’s cheeks and chin. Miri felt a moment of shame and pity before she herself came and did just the same thing. White splattered across the nagas’ fronts, but they didn’t care. They merely giggled and slurped it up, before grunting and climaxing themselves.
A thick, liquid heat spilled into the elf’s and shark’s bodies, swelling their guts and womb slightly as it was all unloaded within them. Yet it kept going. After several seconds not even their bodies could take anymore, with the excess splashing down around their underbellies and across the floor. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity for the pair, their climax faded to a close, and the nagas pulled out. They fell onto the floor in a splash of semen, completely broken and worn out.
They simply laid there, cocks spasming in after-orgasm glow, while they tried to come to terms with life without two massive cocks inside of them. They both felt hollow, as if they would fall over without the cocks propping them up. It filled Suzy with a sense of loss, and Miri with a slight sense of disgust that she had been made that way. Escape wasn’t on either of their minds, Miri was too tired, while Suzy couldn’t bear to think of running away from such delightful partner.
The nagas soon returned, the females coming to lick, cuddle and kiss their bodies sensually. Suzy felt happy, moaning and cooing as their soft lips pressed against her bosom, while Miri continued to put up a token struggle. Yet with every second she could feel her resistance and honour being eroded away…
After a minute of cuddles, two females came to pick them up. Hands across their waists they pinned them to their fronts with their heads nestled between the naga’s breasts. They then slithered forwards, bringing the two girls in front of the naga chieftain.
“My my … I must sssay … judging by the volume of your releassesss … you’ll bound to be very good breedersss indeed. I’m impresssssed. That wasss jussst a demonssstration, we’ll have you breed my girlsss soon enough. But for now … I have another purpossse for you … a way you can ssserve the tribe…”
She chuckled to herself, as if she had just told a funny joke. Her fingers danced idly while dark, purple energies circled around the glowing tips.
“I shall blessss you … ssuch that if you were to … ‘expire’ … within thisss sssspace, within my temple … then you ssshall reform. Thisss meansss you get to ssserve usss even more … asss a reusable food sssource…”
They both couldn’t believe it, going still as they struggled to comprehend what had just been said. Suzy became to wiggle and squirm, putting up a token resistance, before being quickly silenced with a squeeze of the breasts and a quick kiss on the head.
“No … no … you won’t…” Miri muttered, unable to bring up her head enough to look her in the eyes. “You wouldn’t dare … no … please…”
“Don’t worry … you’ll be fine…”
The chieftain gestured towards them and the purple fields of magic leapt into their bodies and diffused into the skin. A strange feeling filled them, a strange sense of … calm. Their muscles felt more relaxed while everything just felt looser. Suzy went completely limp in the nagas’ grip with a happy smile, while Miri came halfway. She still fidgeted andsquirmed, yet had an undeniable urge to just relax and let it all slip away.
Yet neither moved or tried to escape as they were slowly laid onto the ground, the calmness still dazing them. Miri quivered in fear, she didn’t want to be eaten, but couldn’t break free. But any daze or stupor was broken the moment something wet, slimy and hot clamped onto both of their legs. They both went still. Suzy looked down with a dazed smile, Miri with a look of terror, yet both gasped as they saw what was there.
Two smiling female nagas, laid against the floor, with their mouths firmly wrapped around their feet. Their lips were stretched wide with ease around their calves and yet they still managed to smirk up at them.
“Enjoy the trip~” the chieftain teased, and then they began to swallow. With a thick, wet gulp, the two were dragged down a few inches into the greedy maws. The two nagas reached up and grabbed their legs, pinning them together to make them go down nice and easy. They gulped again. Hot, slimy flesh enveloped their feet and pinned them together, saliva squelching between their toes and trickling down their ankles. The maws surrounding their thighs were slightly more pliable and softer, yet the snake tongue dragged across the smooth skin, smearing more of the incessant saliva across their bodies.
After a moment’s indecision, Miri and Suzy began to struggle, kicking and twisting from side to side, trying to throw the two nagas off. But it was too late. The nagas’s grip on their body was absolute, with their increased mass and strength absorbing their blows and struggles with absolute ease. The tight gullets pinned their legs together and made any struggles worthless. Bit by bit they slid into the nagas’ maw. Yet they didn’t stop squirming or yelping as more of their bodies were overtaken by hot flesh.
But their wails suddenly reached a new octave as their crotches were devoured, and the nagas thick, forked tongue slapped across their still sensitive slits. Their massive cocks became pinned against their bodies and dragged across the roof of their maws. Thick spurts of pre shot out while they squirmed in arousal, spurts eagerly lapped up by the nagas devouring them whole.
Yet still they struggled, trying to break free, and still the nagas devoured them with ease. In no time at all their lips crept up across their waists, squished down their breasts, before nestling neatly across their chins. They got one good look at the outside world, until the nagas gave one final swallow, and everything became hot darkness.
Hot, quivering darkness held them tight, the entire world nothing more than the shuddering prison that was the nagas’ body as they slowly travelled down her throat. The gullet squeezed down on them tight, mashing the flesh into their face, tits against their body and dragging across their still sensitive cocks. Even now their bodies were being betrayed with pleasure. Salty pre spurted into the tight pocked of space they had along with the wet saliva holding them.
They were afraid. They squirmed, fought and struggled, trying to break free. They didn’t want to be digested, they didn’t want to become pudge on a naga’s body … so why was it so hard to scream? Why was it so hard to thrash and scream proper since they were being devoured alive? And why was the temptation of giving in, of becoming one with the creatures holding them, why was it so strong?
They barely had time to ponder it however before they were forced into their nagas’s stomachs with a slosh of chyme and stomach acid. It was a long, thin tube that reeked with acids and was barely big enough to hold them. Twisting and turning in chaotic motion, the two were disorientated as the two nagas resumed their dance. The soft, fleshy walls pressed down on the two firmly, holding them in place. To Suzy, it felt like a hug. It felt the same to Miri, but she didn’t want to admit that to herself.
Swirling around their bodies were chewed up plants and half-digested meats that wetly slapped across their bare thighs. Miri could smell a strong, fruity flavour, wine perhaps, yet she was too busy on squirming and struggling. They could barely move thanks to the strong walls.
Outside, they were barely visible. The nagas’ size and weight meant that they could hold their bulges well, with their bodies appearing as nothing more than a faint stretching of the body near the torso. If one was to peer closely, they’d see ever so faint handprints and footprints as they pushed and squirmed in an instinctive urge to flee.
“Nngh … gah … Suzy?!” Miri screamed, voice paining her ears. “Where are you?! Suzy!!!”
Her voice didn’t escape the tight confines that held her, and she got no response besides a happy coo from her captor and a pat along the bulge. She frantically clawed at the sphincter she was forced through, yet couldn’t get a grip on the tough, squishy flesh. But she kept trying. She kept trying because she could feel the acids start to bubble and pop against her skin while the walls churned and squeezed her body out like dough. Yet it wasn’t painful, almost … pleasurable. Ticklish even. The voices to submit and digest flared up once more, yet she silenced them just as fast and went back to struggling. She wouldn’t digest, she wouldn’t give in.
Suzy on the other hand squirmed, yet with nowhere near the same vigour and energy. Her mind was racing, unable to stick to another one thought. Thoughts rushed and coursed through her mind: the delightful chieftain, the cum lodged up her rear, the tingles of pleasure from her cock dragging across the walls, and the pleasant digestion starting to take place.
“No … no … I can’t!” she gasped, giving another struggle, before falling still. She felt so tired. All the fighting and all the sex, it took it out of her. She couldn’t fight anymore, she just wanted to rest and sleep, curl up in the belly and digest away. She stopped herself before going back into the struggles, yet with less vigour and strength. Slipping away felt so easy…
Miri kept fighting though. She kept squirming, she kept pressing, even as the walls continued to churn her down with every push. Everything she tried to do just slathered more acid over her body and worked her down quicker. Her entire body was alight with pleasant tingling that seeped through her skin and made her feel less defined.
Her body felt softer, looser, as if she was wrapped in a warm blanket and hugged from every side. She couldn’t struggle as hard anymore, it just felt so warm, so soft, she just wanted to give in. But she kept fighting. She knew her heritage, she wouldn’t become just a gut-slut to a tribe of filthy nagas with their smooth bodies, massive cocks… She stopped her thoughts and renewed her struggles.
But Suzy was much further gone. Her skin had begun to turn to mush, bubbling and frothing around her while her tongue lolled out of her mouth in joy. It just felt so good. There was no pain, no burns, just pleasure.
“Yes … yes…” she whimpered in the little air left. “Churn me … make me yours … please…”
Miri followed soon after. With a final press against the walls she fell still, before panting in joy and desire. The digestion just felt so good! She rubbed herself over with her mushy hands, slathering the acids across her skin, pulling it deeper into herself. With the little strength she had left she thrust her body across the slimy walls, sensitive cock dragging across the folds, spurts of pre joining the swirling mire.
Everything was numb, tingling, and she loved it. A tiny part of her mind screamed at her, told her to fight, but it quickly dissolved away, just like her body. Like Suzy, her form was nothing more than a loosely held together mush. But she kept humping, she kept wailing in joy, she kept rubbing the acids across herself. They were both at the very end.
In one last moment, they experienced pure ecstasy, wailing and crying in pleasure. Their cocks spurted out a torrent of cum and their minds were filled with nothing more than love towards their devourers.
SPLRT!
Until with a strong squeeze, their bodies came apart into a thick, nutrient sludge. They fell silent as their nutrients fuelled their captors and powered their scaled bodies.
Just as they liked it.
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The nagas danced and chanted in their own languages, swirling around the fire in beautiful patterns. All eyes were upon the two lucky nagas as they danced, their movements filled with vigour and energy given by the two girls. Their hands danced across the slight, shrinking bulge as they thanked the two for their meal, and wished for them to feed them again.
Before going back to the dance, dancing away the rest of the night with the rest of their tribe.
Epilogue:
The last memory of Miri and Suzy was pure pleasure ripping through their bodies and filling their minds. And after that there was nothing, their minds fading away like dust in the wind as their bodies fell apart beneath the embrace of digestion. A flash of pleasure spiking in their nerves, and then darkness. For them it was like a dreamless sleep, a void of thought and sensation where a century could pass in the blink of an eye.
After the flash of pleasure and darkness enveloping their forms, they were then greeted with a cool breeze stirring them from slumber. Everything was dark, they couldn’t feel their bodies, yet the cool breeze reassured them. They felt as if they were everywhere and nowhere at the same time with their bodies incorporeal. Slowly, bit by bit, they felt themselves coalesce out of thin air and come together. Faint sensations tickled their minds, until they were assaulted with a full frontal wave of sight and sound that took them a few seconds to comprehend.
Yet once they did, they found themselves standing on the cool stone floor, right in front of the chieftain. Cool air caressed their nude bodies, but neither noticed. The elf and the shark merely stood agape as they gazed up at her beautiful form.
“So … how was it … my beautiful creaturessss?”
“Amazing!” Suzy shouted, surprising Miri. All doubts had been stripped away in the belly of the naga. “It just … it just … felt so good…”
“Of course … and every time will feel jussssst as good as the firssst, my dear. What about you?” she asked, gesturing to Miri.
The elf stepped back and looked away.
“Eh … it didn’t feel good…” she muttered, yet the blush across her cheeks betrayed her true feelings. It did feel good, she did want to do it again … but she knew she couldn’t. She knew she was a proud elf, she couldn’t let herself just become food to nagas. Could she?
“Still fighting the truth, pointed one?” The chieftain said with a smirk.
“No … it’s not the truth … I don’t want to do this … really!” Miri shouted in reply, her wavering voice a clear tell.
“Well … if that’sss the case … then it seems we have a lot more work to do then. You’re going to become our food sssource … going through every belly … essspecially my own~ It’sss feeding time… ”
With that, two nagas slithered out of the group straight towards them and began to lick them down with one for each girl. As soon as the forked tongue pressed against her smooth breasts, Suzy was theirs. She pressed herself against her smooth, scaly underbelly and shuddered as the tongue worked across her back and shoulders. When the jaws slipped over her head she cried out in joy.
Miri tried to run, before being stopped in her tracks by a tongue smacking across her cheeks. She tried to pull it away, before finding herself pulled in by a naga, lips mashed against hers. Moaning in protest, she tried to pull back, before moaning in pleasure as the tongue slipped into her mouth.
And thus, their new lives began, as a tribe’s food source and breeding sluts.
A new life they’d learn to adore.
The End