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Basil let out a long, slow, hissing yawn. The serpent writhed under the heavy blankets of the bed, drowsily squeezing his coils around... The nictitating membranes slid across his eyes in what counts as a blink for snakes. In amongst his coils was a body pillow. The blue ophidian adjusted, his white scutes rippling along the soft fabric of its case. He tasted the air with his tongue with a simple flick. All the expected scents, along with...

A pink anthro rabbit entered the bedroom, carrying a bed-tray with its legs extended. Piled up onto the tray was a large, traditional breakfast. The bun, Benji, was wearing a cozy looking apron, and from a quick glance in the mirrored closet door, Basil confirmed just the studs he kept in his ears.

The snake twisted under the covers, sliding the body pillow under the covers while working his upper portion of his coils into a 'seated' position against the headboard, facing so his back was to it and looking expectantly. "What's the occasion, Bun?"

Benji smiled at the diminutive, walking around the large bed to set the tray down over the serpent's body. At Basil's size, the legs designed to prop the tray up comfortably over an anthro's lap just comfortably straddled a coil. And with a twist of his body, so did the rabbit, settling his hips onto the white belly scales. "Do I need a reason to make my beautiful snake breakfast in bed?"

"Of course not." The long body of the snake started to shift, scootching a coil around Benji's waist like a seatbelt so that even if he wanted to he wasn't getting away again. "Just wasn't expecting you to Indy your way out of my coils in my sleep..."

The pink rabbit chuckled, a loving glow overcoming his face as he was gently restrained in place. "Oh, is that all? If I couldn't do that then we'd just lay in bed all day and I wouldn't get to cook for you." He picked up the utensils on the tray, which were facing him instead of the side of the tray that faced its recipient. Carefully, he started spreading the butter pat along the fluffy pancakes while his toes idly splayed and curled against another scaly coil.

Basil hissed amusedly. "That sounded wonderful up until the last bit. I wouldn't keep my sweet Bun from the kitchen." He watched intently as the rabbit used his hands to do final preparations, drizzling syrup, cutting up sausage. Sometimes he envied anthros for their dexterity, but then again, he could do so many things an anthro couldn't.

With a little flit of his cottontail, Benji smiled at the snake. "Open up~"

By now, the serpent was used to this arrangement; being fed his Bun's delectable cooking by hand. He parted his jaws, curling his upper body so his head came closer, just over the tray itself. And once again, from the subtle darkening of the rabbit's pink cheeks, Basil concluded half the fun was just catching peeks at the blue flesh inside his jaws.

Benji shifted his hips in place, feeling the muscular coils slide against his legs, ready to squeeze in on him if he was to try to slip back out of bed. He carefully placed a cut of sausage atop the pancake stack, near the edge, and used his knife to cut a wedge of the fluffy flapjacks. Stabbing into the collection with his fork, he gently dabbed the cut sides into more of the syrup that had gathered on the plate. The rabbit then lifted the forkful up, reaching forward to set it within the beautiful mouth laying waiting.

The snake had to control himself because of just how drawn out the process felt. He knew doing it right meant savoring the experience, and going fast would be sloppy, but the scent that filled the air was making waiting hard. Basil hissed happily, curling his narrow tongue around the little package of food deposited within his jaws, squeezing it slightly as he reared back, deftly pulling it from the tines of the fork. He closed his muzzle, using his tongue to swish the food around a little, getting the flavors to mix and meld. His teeth weren't made for chewing, but thankfully he didn't need to either. Rolling his eyes up in their sockets, he swallowed, a subtle lump showing at the base of his jaws before the morsel slid into his thicker body.

This sequence repeated, with slight variations, until the plate was empty. Benji reached to pick up the tray again, but the loop of coils around his waist tugged, sliding him back along the snake's body and bunching up the blankets against his back. "Hey, I have to bus those."

Deftly, with the end of his tail, Basil scooped up the tray and set it down as far from the bed as he could reach without having to let his coils touch the floor. He withdrew his tail and immediately set to work sliding its tip under his Bun's apron with a greedy hiss.

Benji quivered, and reached back to start undoing the apron, feeling the powerful muscles under the smooth scales work against his legs, and now start to slide up his torso. He got the ties undone before too much strain threatened the material. "I'm getting the feeling those will be dealt with later, if you get your way..." He didn't seem opposed to the snake getting his way.

Basil curled the tip of his tail, gently easing the apron up and over the rabbit's head, getting every inch of it out of the embrace of his coils, before carelessly tossing it over to drift down onto the tray with a deft flick. "Now don't you worry. And don't think I didn't notice you didn't have breakfast yourself..."

The rabbit blushed deeper, curling his toes. "Gotta save room, you know." Benji cooed as he was gently laid down on top of that upper length of the serpent, hugging around it as he was being dragged under the covers. The body pillow was sent flying in another direction with another twist of the long tail, leaving the rabbit alone with yards and yards of twisting, coiling flesh. The scaley surfaces took their time, gently squeezing and slipping, looping and sliding along every curve of the feminine male.

The snake hissed casually, laying his head on the sheets to peek into the dark where he'd secluded away his 'catch' away from... well, even though he knew no one could see into their bedroom, it still felt more private to trap his Bun under the covers. His predatory instincts told him he should protect what was his from other predators, even ones that just existed in the mirror. He chuckle-hissed a little at that thought. "Got you."

The rabbit grunted softly. "Yeah, you do." He twisted a little to feel the coils sliding, and how they squeezed in on him possessively the moment he tried to move.

Another 'blink' and Basil slid his head up under the covers as well, pressing his scaly lips to his Bun's own. Parting the kiss softly, the snake nuzzled. "Now it's my turn to feed you."

A quiver went up Benji's form as those words were accompanied by a pair of heated rods prodding at his rump, one pushing against each cheek. "Good." He nearly growled, his suppressed need bubbling to the surface.

"Left, right, or both?" Basil asked the Bun, fairly sure he knew the size queen's answer.

"Both." Another needy huff came from the bun's jaws.

"Definitely staying in bed all day, then." The snake smirked. Carefully he wrapped the tip of his tail around his hemipenes to pin them together towards the tip, just enough so that when he pushed again, they both pressed into the crevice between the rabbit's cheeks.

Benji nuzzled and nipped with his harmless bunny teeth in his lusty state. "Don't you dare hold back."

The serpent hissed tenderly. "I wouldn't dream of it. Just have to warm you up a little..."

The rabbit shook his head. "No, I took care of that while waiting for breakfast to cook."

Basil perked, then smirked, imagining the cooking Bun deftly balancing the use of his toys with preparing the delectable meal he'd been served. "Such a prepared Bun." Carefully looping his tail around the back of his body where his cloaca laid and over the rabbit's lap, he began to constrict, hissing intensely as he felt the warm blooded body spread for both of his girths.

The pink lapine gasped happily, his paws immediately going to feel his midsection, just above the shifting coil. It wasn't long at all until he felt the wonderful stretch of the twin tips distorting his soft, formerly flat belly, as well as their poking against his paws through said surface.

The snake watched carefully, ready to stop at any moment if his Bun showed any sign of discomfort. True to the rabbit's word, however, none came. Just lusty, blissful panting as the immense male pair stretched the anthro more and more.

Benji ground his hips against the coil in his lap, his erection pulsing and already leaking pre on the snake's scales. He quivered at the now familiar sensation of his belly stretching so much that he could feel the throbbing lengths brush his midsection's fur against his own nipples. Reaching around the immense girth distorting his body, he hugged them tightly, resting the side of his head in the taut depression between the paired lengths. Using his arms to make up for lack of leverage, he clenched needily around Basil's twinned maleness.

"Just another foot left to bury in your burrow." Basil teased lustily. "Well, two, but who's counting?"

"Just ram your slit against my ass." Benji moaned needily, clenching again.

The serpent nuzzled and pressed his snout into one of the big pierced ears, hissing tender words. "As you wish." He punctuated this statement by constricting the rest of the way with his tail.

Benji cried out passionately as scales met his pink fur, and he could just feel the edges of the snake's slit against his stretched out tailhole. Opening up his eyes, the bulges extended beyond his head by nearly half again his own torso's length. Even though he loved being stretched, and had been with the immense snake some time, every time he saw it was like the first time, a sense of lust-filled awe at just how much Basil could give him.

The blue ophidian eased his muzzle around to kiss the bun on the lips again. "Just hilting in you has gotten me close..." as he spoke, his twin shafts twitched, and a gush of hot fluid distorted the bun's flesh even further, before the taut belly worked that gallon or so down to rest at Benji's waist. "See? I'm gushing pre."

"F-fuck... Just fill me." The pink bun couldn't control his desires, just begging for what he knew he needed. "I don't want to fit on this bed anymore. Fuck, I know you can make me not fit this room anymore..."

As the rabbit spoke, Basil had started rocking his coil, removing and replacing his epic intrusions by about six inches with each repetition. The bulges moved with the coil, grinding around inside, pumping more pre every few thrusts. The anthro's belly was swollen near the size the most prodigious other anthros could produce without augmentation, and climax was yet to come.

It was this thought in particular which drove Benji over the edge, crying out and clenching down, wrapping his thighs around the coil against his hips so his serpentine lover couldn't pull back again, getting the coils and sheets messy with his normal-sized load.

This sequence of events, however, sent the snake over the edge. Not a moment after he felt the rabbit's seed splatter on his scales, his whole body tensed, and the bulges inside the Bun spasmed. A distortion that dwarfed the way his pre stretched Benji's body came with the first dual shot. At their angle, it, along with the jerk of the shafts pumping it out, knocked the blankets up and off the pink rabbit's body.

Benji was awash in his bliss, his own peak long since gone dry but the orgasm itself prolonged further with every wading-pool sized deposit of seed into his body. By the fourth spurt, the enormous hemipenes were no longer visibly bulging his body, the distortions from the powerful streams the only indication of where they were or where they were pointing. This meant his head and arms were resting atop a mass of pink fur, sloshing violently every time another pump flooded in. He felt his swollen body reach the edges of the bed all at once, and for a moment he had the clarity of thought to realize Basil had positioned him dead center, just for this. Then the long coils took hold.

Basil had the presence of mind to hold on, to make sure he didn't make the bun any larger. If he filled the room it might be days before normalcy was restored. His coils quivered, shaky with the power of his own continuing orgasm, but they held firm, pink fur bulging out between them, trying to swell further, swelling upwards over the loop of coils...

And then the rabbit felt it. He needed to belch. He tried to hold it in, knowing what it truly meant, but he couldn't. His esophagus opened up, and then his jaws were forced open. A torrent of seed gushed into the air from his open jaws, splattering, fanning out somewhat from his buck teeth and mouth's shape.

The snake was glad that they had the prudence to have a drain installed under the bed, for situations such as these.

Benji was reduced to a bloated geyser for what seemed like forever. When the flow finally subsided, he licked his lips weakly and swallowed. "hnnnn.... I could have kept all that in me.

"I know you could." The snake slithered his head up the curve of his Bun's body and nuzzled his jaw softly. "But I don't think the room could."

The rabbit sighed. "Yeah... you're right." His eyes perked up, and he licked his lips again. "At least let me clean you."

Basil hissed amusedly. "You're not going to get more spunk out of me just yet."

"I wouldn't dream of doing that..." The rabbit lied obviously. "Anyway, that's not what I have in mind."

The follow-up statement being sincere was enough for Basil to nuzzle again, while carefully working his coils to pull his hemipenes outwards. Even as immensely stretched the Bun was, he still managed to keep a good grip on the yards of flesh. It was slow going, but perhaps that was for the best.

When the duo finally slipped free, only a little gush of seed followed, the rabbit's rump clamping shut before any more escaped. "oohh... gimme those..." He reached uselessly with his arms, like a child reaching for candy placed too high for them.

Basil slithered his way around his bed-sized Bun, until his dual shafts were in front of the rabbit's face, coated in the same thick substance that was pooled on the bedroom floor, slowly draining with thick glrrrgles down the grate at the center of the chamber.

Happily, Benji carefully lapped along one shaft, using a hand to smush the other against his pelt and rub, wiping both hemepenes off gradually. Once his muzzle reached the base of the twin shafts, however, the bun's attention turned to slurping along the reptilian slit. Moments later his paws joined in, pulling at the edges of the opening, digits digging into the pliable flesh.

As the ophidian slit stretched, the flesh directly being pressed upon began to glow with blue. Basil hissed, squirming his tail a little. "Are... are you thinking what I think you're thinking...?"

"That I want to spend the rest of the day in such a wam, musky spot?" The rabbit grinned, and with a deft shove, thrust his arms into the pried open cloaca.

Basil hissed out at the sudden, intense sensation, blushing deeply under his navy-blue scales. He'd done this while his Bun was empty, yes, but when he was this full... It would be quite the stretch. He quivered. As soon as he started thinking about it, really thinking about it, he wanted it too. His coils shifted and twisted, pulling the rabbit's head and shoulders in as well.

Groaning happily with the pressure this was putting on his swollen, sloshing body and the sheer sensation of sliding into the snake's body, Benji nuzzled around, eyes half open. Every time he applied pressure to one of the slick walls, it reacted with a bioluminescent glow. He chuckled dreamily to himself. By the time he was fully in, it'd all be glowing, that's for sure.

The thick snake paused. His slit had come to rest against the top of the pink rabbit's immense belly. Breathing more deeply, working out a plot to do this. Carefully, he pressed on the wall with a loop of his body, sliding the sloshing mass along the bed until it threatened to roll off onto the sticky floor all at once. He grasped the head board and rolled his stretched bun back towards it.

The Bun shifted his legs weakly as his world moved around like this, the process seeming to rotate until he was doing a handstand into the snake's depths. It wasn't until he felt the slit starting to stretch further that he realized what the snake was doing.

Using gravity to make this massive consumption work better, Basil flexed and piled up as much of his coils on top of the bloated pink mass to help pull and weigh it down. He hissed sharply as the stretch continued, well beyond what he'd tried for himself. Every movement proved to him just how pliable his flesh was. Just when he thought he wouldn't be able to stretch any wider, he felt the bun lurch inward. Hazily looking down, he saw that he'd crossed the apex of the sloshy orb, and his own elasticity was trying to close his slit up, which meant taking the rest of the Bun.

The lapine wiggled his legs in the air, closing his eyes against the omnipresent glow around him. He could feel the snake's hemipenes laid along his back, the stretch forcing them down into the immense slit even at their full size. Benji reached out with his arms, and started to pull on the flesh, the slick surfaces allowing his fur to slide gradually as he readjusted. The motion also helped work his legs into the stretched blue flesh. He curled and splayed his fuzzy toes.

Basil slid his muzzle up the curve of his swollen body to lick at the last exposed part of the rabbit as they wriggled outside of him, before using the tip of his tail to press them in. He hissed blissfully as his slit finally closed up, leaving his body distorted with the sheer size he'd inflated his Bun up to. He had plenty of body on either end to work with, but it seemed like he wouldn't be leaving bed any time soon. Especially as he felt another shift beneath his scales. His pupils widened.

The hidden rabbit had continued to rotate within the musky depths, and somehow had captured the throbbing dual shafts between his thighs. Benji let out another lusty growl, and shoved against one wall, rotating so that his rump was forced to accept the pair once again!

Writhing with what of his length could even move at this point, the serpent clenched his cloaca down. "Finding a way to be greedy even in there... that's my Bun..." He hissed lustily as he felt every shift within his slit work those enormous snake shafts through the already well-stretched rear passage of his occupant.

Benji let out a happy squeal as his rump smushed firmly into the flesh around the roots of the hemipenes. The same motion caused his head to poke through the blue folds into the cold of the bedroom. His pink fur was matted down with his sweat and the snake's musk, and he had a dreamy, far off look to his face. He giggled euphorically. "Hey... we could totally watch TV like this..."

Bringing his tailtip up to stroke his Bun's face, Basil considered it. "True, true... or..." The tip cradled the top of the rabbit's head, and started to push. "You can stay like a good slit-stuffer." He hissed playfully.

The rabbit moaned weakly, and the slit sealed back up over him.

Basil took a few moments to carefully loop his body and tail around his immense bloat, before resting his head just on top of the slit, tasting the air. "Every time you make me cum it'll just be longer before we can do anything besides lay here in bed."

Benji's retort was muffled by layers of flesh. "You promise?"

Hissing amusedly, the snake gave his swell a squeeze. "Yeah, I promise."