Posted by anne snakelover on July 23, 2003 at 00:41:37:
Hey, i KNOW my niche, and i STICK to it : )
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Roxy took a moment to relax by the side of the road, leaning against her bike. It was a hot day, and maybe she shouldn't have worn her jeans- she'd had shorts, but then. Current styles of clothing were such that as low as she would have had to wear them, she wouldn't have been wearing shorts at all.
Roxy's denim jean's were worn in the current style, which is to say, the beltline hung down to midthigh leaving her bare from her breasts almost to her knees. SHe'd shaved her crotch as she did everyday- some women kept a mohawk, she preferred the bare pussy look. Tidier that way. Her tank-t was more conservative- the hem came down to between her shoulders and her breasts, though it did hang lower in the back. Roxy never covered her breasts in public- she was understandably proud of their weight, firmness, and size. Were they the saggy type, they would hang with her nipples just below her crotch.
To be honest, Roxy wasn't sure whether to be pissed off or glad that she'd ridden her bike so far today. She'd gone almost a mile today, riding along the tree lined roads. On each side of the road, several spots on each block, she'd passed woman swallowing pythons swallowing some nude women whole and alive. Well, and mostly nude. Some of the women being swallowed whole to be digested alive later were more dressed than she was. SOme of the women couldn't even be counted as nude, or even partially unclothed, at all. But that wasn't stopping the snakes from eating those women whole, then slithering off to digest them alive at their leisure.
"Hi," said young woman as she stood next to Roxy, and Roxy realised she'd stopped her bike next to a bus stop. This young woman was very conservatively dressed- she was even wearing a bra and Roxy just KNEW she'd be wearing underpants too. Over her underclothing she was wearing a button up shirtand she was wearing a skirt that hung down way past her knees. SHe was a friendly looking woman, with long black hair in a pony tail that reached almost to her waist.
Roxy almost had time to say "hi" in return, when over the top of the bus stop shelter flew a rather rampunctious woman swallowing python, it's jaws gaping wide. Almost with a sense of resignation, Roxy watched as the gigantic open mouth settled downward over the head of the fully clothed woman before her.
The weight of the snake, couple with the momentum of it's leap, forced the jaws of the snake downward, and the young startled woman was swallowed down to her elbows in one mighty gulp from the sky.
Roxy's hand found it's way between her legs without her thinking about it, caressing her sex even as she watched the snake eat alive the woman before her.
The snake didn't even swallow as it ate the young woman- it simply let it's own weight push it downward off the roof of the bus shelter, the woman sliding upward and into it's throat as it slid. Roxy watched, amused and frustrated, as the jaws slid downward to the young womans waist, then down to her knees. The snake expended no effort, just slid downward over the standing woman. In less than five seconds, but enough time for Roxy's sex to be burning with desire and her fingers to be inserted deeply within herself, the mouth of the snake was settled against the grass. The standing woman within it's throat was clearly outlined through the tight wrapping of the snake around her body- you could see each breast, the swell of her hip and dip of her groin, the features of her face.
Roxy walked over to the woman in the snake's throat as the snake dangled there, mouth against the grass. "Why you and not me?" she said to the woman's face through the body of the snake. She could clearly see the features of the woman through the snake's body. SHe reached out and grabbed a large breast through the muscle body wall of the snake's throat and it was still soft to the touch inside. She hugged the woman inside the throat of the snake, feeling the woman breathing inside the coating of snake that enveloped her. She rubbed her hand hard into the dip of the woman's groin in the body of the snake, and felt the woman within the snake respond, writhing in pleasure as ROxy manipulated her sex through the snake. "How can you feel such pleasure now that the snake has eaten you alive?" Roxy kissed the lips of the swallowed woman through the muscle wall of the snake throat, feeling the woman's lips move to kiss her in return from inside the prison of snake throat.
Roxy now wished she could have loved this woman before the snake had eaten her alive, could have tasted her mouth, her breasts, her sex. But the snake had swallowed her whole, it just hadn't finished sliding her body down through the rest of it's throat to the stomach. There the young woman would be, alive, until the snake digested her.
Roxy was hugging tightly the woman in the snake throat when she saw the face of the woman move through the body of the snake and she saw the lips form words. "I love you," said those lips, without sound, and Roxy started to cry as the snake started swallowing. She felt the body of the woman leaving her arms as the snake swallowed, again and again, taking her to her destination, the stomach of the snake. She watched, tearing streaming over her cheeks and splashing on her bare breasts, as the bulge of the woman passed through the snake throat, up and away over the top of the bus stop shelter, and she was gone.
WIth eyes half closed in pleasure, the snake slid itself up and back, slowly, until it too was gone. Gone, to find a safe place to sleep. Gone, to find a place where it could digest, in peace, the living woman in it's stomach. Gone, to digest it's meal of woman.
Sad and depressed, ROxy sat astride her bike again and rode away with breasts and buttocks and groin unfettered by any clothing. Rode away, thinking, as the sun started to set in this small New England town.
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anne