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He never thought answering a simple text would lead to such an awkward public situation, but Montiga was left sitting there on his bus seat, shifting his eyes to observe the other riders as he did his best not to let his bulge show. It wasn't just the regular sort of mild-aroused swelling he got from a stray thought entering his head. Both his cocks were fully extended, rounding out his pants to the point they were almost perfectly outlining his girth, the throbs making the fabric shake along with those turgid twitches. The lusty hisses escaping him weren't helping either. Anyone who so much as glanced in his direction was going to see one horny snake, squirming in his seat, flicking his tongue, fighting down the urge to just rub deep into that thick bulge, throbbing away as he considered how on earth he was going to stand up once the bus got to his stop.

It had all started with a simple message like any other from his naga roommate, Tifen.

[i]Hey. Almost home?[/i]

That was simple enough. He shot a quick one back.

[i]Yeah. What's up?[/i]

[i]Needed help with something. But your friend's taking care of it for me. :)[/i]

Before he got to ask what she could have possibly meant by that, three pictures popped up on his screen, slowly loading up before his eyes. His expression instantly shifted from bored and tired to a lusty little smirk as he fixated on the naga's naked body, rubbing herself, squeezing deep into those fine breasts of hers while hefting her fat cock with the other hand. Even on the small screen, he could see she was outright dripping with need. Scrolling to the second image, he saw the red dragon Kensjo with her, his hands massaging deep into those finely-scaled snake tits, his tongue sweeping across one of her nipples while he grinned at the camera. That was lewd enough, but the third picture had that dragon going down on that hot naga, sucking her dick almost to the slit, his eyes shut tight with focus while he savoured the musk and heat thumping there between his lips while he savoured the taste of that fat snake cock. Monty had never seen the two of them together like that, and the jealousy he felt to see them going at it made him wish he could somehow speed that bus up. Tifen's teasing message just added to that.

[i]Better get here before he sucks me dry. He's a good little scaly cocksucker. <3 [/i]

Monty stared out the window, looking for a road sign. He was still all the way across town, more than half an hour from his stop, and he was aching with the need to fuck that naga. His fangs gleamed as he huffed out sharply, then just spread his legs to let his balls hang free between his thighs, swiftly texting back with both thumbs working at rapid speed.

[i]I'm almost there. Don't blow your all your loads too quick. [/i]

Tifen was silent for a while. He was biting his lip, seeing her typing now and then, only to stop. He curled his toes into the floor, twitched his long tail a few times, and glanced around once more. Everyone was busy staring forward, or out the window, similarly fatigued or burnt out by their work days. He was pretty sure he could get away with a little adjusting. It was tempting to just reach down and rub himself to orgasm, decency be damned, but instead he settled for just getting himself comfortable. That involved gripping his dicks through his pants, feeling them thumping between his fingers as he pulled them upwards to tuck beneath his belt, which he had to loosen down to the very last notch. He felt them smearing pre over his belly just beneath his shirt, and he hissed out so sharply that he startled the passenger in front of him as he hefted up his plump balls, making sure he was comfy as he stretched his clothing to an irreparably stained extent. That was when his phone buzzed again, and this time Tifen had sent a video. His eyes widened and he leaned in close as he hit play, looking like he was about to kiss the screen.

At first, it was just her smiling face, right up close to the camera. Tifen took her time moving, pulling back a little at a time, panning left and right to show her off from every angle. She looked like she was moving in slow motion, flicking her tongue out, giving a silent moan. He didn't dare turn the sound on, but he could already imagine all the wonderful noises she was making. She gripped and kneaded deeply into her breasts, her mouth slipping open as her tongue flicked out with a gasp of pleasure. He was biting his lip hard enough to hurt as he watched her playing with herself, especially as he set her fingers gliding down her hips, rubbing those curves, before reaching for the phone to adjust it once more. This time he got a full look at her body, and found out where Kensjo had ended up. Tifen's cock was even fatter than before, bulging out to near twice the size with the outline of the dragon stuffed deep down her shaft. There wasn't much left of him. Only his twitching toes and the tip of his tail remained, the rest of him already tucked away in her shaft and swallowed into her nuts.

Tifen pulled back just enough to shoot Monty a flirty look, then gave a tight flex and slurped the rest of the dragon away. He was left to watch her frantically jerking at her cock, sucking that bulge all the way inside of her, leaving her shaft slowly sealing up again and returning to its normally hardened size, slightly bigger than before. Her balls sagged down deep with the form of Kensjo, hugging up tight with his shape as he settled into her sack, making them stretch around his body, swinging and jiggling with the weight of her dragon prey. She slumped down with a sigh that he could practically feel wafting over him and then turned the camera off, leaving Monty staring at a black screen, trying not to drool on himself. He laid one hand on his bulges, and frantically texted back with the other, his tongue flicking in and out, taking in his own musk as it started building from the mess he was making over his belly, making his scales gleam just beneath his top.

[i]Be there in 30 minutes. [/i]

Tifen got right back to him.

[i]Perfect timing! That cute dragon is gonna be all churned down to a fat load of snake jizz by then. [/i]

[i]Save some for me. [/i]

[i]Oh I will. :)[/i]

It was an agonizing wait, bumping along on the road, hoping that he didn't accidentally blow his load when the bus hit a pothole. He was clenching his whole body tight, letting out some hisses that might have sounded aggressive. A nervous-looking cockatiel moved a few seats away when he heard one of them, startled by the sound. Or maybe he was just getting all worked up dwelling in the presence of all that snake musk that Monty was putting out. He could vaguely hide his bulges, but there was no keeping his horny scent from wafting out, until the nearby window was starting to steam slightly from the masculine heat he was putting out. He was counting down the seconds to his stop at that point, thickly drawing his forked tongue along his lips to lap up the saliva flowing at the thought of slurping at Tifen's prey-fattened nuts.

By the time the bus pulled up to the curb, Monty was throbbing to the point he was spurting some precum into his bulge-hugging boxers. That stretchy undergarment was wrapped snug around his balls, the fabric straining every time he throbbed. He was going to have to come up with something quick, wobbling to his feet with his dicks thumping away to the pace of his heart. Another scan over the bus' occupants to see who was looking at him, and he pulled his coat off his shoulders, conspicuously holding it over his crotch to conceal his engorged arousal as best he could. It was searingly obvious, but at least it prevented him committing some sort of crime. It could hardly be called exposure when his pants were hiding everything, but the details were so clear through his stretched out bottoms that he was definitely indecent. A nod of thanks to the bus driver and he was all but throwing himself out the exit in order to make his way home as quickly as possible.

He still had a block to go, awkwardly shuffling along, trying not to break the button off his pants or snap his belt. It was starting to be a genuine possibility, listening to fabric stretching, feeling like he was just going to tear a hole through his pants while his cocks thumped with the need to join the fun. He could already hear the churning. It was all in his head of course, but he could so clearly imagine those plump naga nuts squeezing up tight around Kensjo, kneading him and squashing him down until he was nothing more than a thick, sloshing load of snake seed. Maybe he was going to miss out on watching that happen, but the aftermath was going to be even better. He was panting by the time he was at the front door, made all the heavier when the wave of scent washed over him. It passed right through the door, blasting out once he got it unlocked, leaving himself swimming in the sultry mix of masculine and feminine aromas soaking the entire house. He followed his nose and tongue, tasting it out of the air as he went wandering inside, already slipping off his belt and top along the way.

Just in case he couldn't find her by musk alone, the sound of her moaning directed him up the stairs to where she was sprawled out on her bed. Almost as loud as her hissy groans of bliss was the gurgling, loudly ringing out as her rounded sack flexed and bounced, engorged with their creamy contents. They were smoothed right over, perfectly rounded out, showing no signs of the digested dragon. He'd been utterly liquefied, turned into naga cum, stretching out Tifen's balls to the point she needed both hands just to handle one of them. Her whole body was lunging up and down, fucking at the air while she spurted pre into the air with all the force of a cumshot, splattering down onto her breasts. She wasn't even playing with herself by that point, stretching her arms out wide, letting the pleasure wash over her as she remained trapped in that heated peak. The musk was thick enough to leave Monty swaying in the doorway, lingering there a while until she finally noticed him.

Lifting her head from the pillow, she gave him a smile and just nodded him over. He stripped himself along the way, hopping out of his pants and throwing them over his shoulder without care. Just getting his cocks free of those confining garments was enough relief to leave him gasping. He left his boxers in place for the time being, letting them add some extra lift to his own fattened balls. Staying pent up that long made it feel like his own sack was swollen out with prey, thicker, heavier, pressing tightly against the smooth black fabric as he played with himself, finally able to touch without anyone else seeing. Though for how worked up he was, he temporarily lost interest in getting himself off. He absolutely needed to lay his hands on her plump sack, and get his tongue on that musk-wafting naga dick.

"Hi Monty. Sorry to churn him without you. But I'm sure I can make it up to you," she joked, flicking her tongue to him.

"Mmmf. It's fine. I would have been too jealous to just sit there and watch anyway. And now I get to see what you've made of him. And taste."

Wiggling his snout, he swiftly buried himself between her balls, rubbing his face back and froth against those musky cumtanks, getting the scent all over his scales. He felt himself blanking out for a moment, feeling like he was passing out as he got the first good huff of her scent directly from the source. There was a little dragon musk in the mix too, either leftover from their fun together or she had simply made his scent a part of her while she churned him. Kneading his fingers deep into the softened, stretched shape of her sack, he massaged her while she churned around the dragon-load, feeling for any solid pieces remaining. There were no scales, no bones, no details, no traces of what he used to be. In less than an hour, Kensjo was all melted down into nothing more than an orgasm-in-waiting, adding some extra heft and slosh for Monty to admire with his fingers and tongue alike, licking Tifen's balls until he could slurp one of them right inside his mouth, letting it bulge his cheeks out while he sucked and worshipped.

"God ... he feels so good in there. I don't think I'll ever be tired of stuffing prey down my dick" Tifen hissed, sprawling back again while Monty pleasured her.

"Mmf," he said, not exactly in a good position for a response. Pulling off her sack with a sloppy smack, he gave a kiss and finally looked up at her from beneath her flexing dick. "Every time is as good as the first time."

She offered him a grin while he licked that slick crevice between her balls, grinding his tongue along the muskiest part of her he could find.

"How hard did I get you on the bus? Bet you almost blew a load thinking about me melting down that dragon stud ... turning all that sexy scale into nut-stuffing naga sludge."

Tifen ended up chuckling at her own teasing, but Monty wasn't laughing. He was groaning, huffing rapidly, drawing his tongue up along the underside of her twitching cock until he could swipe up the entire dripping mess trickling from her cockslit. The taste imbuing his senses was strong enough to make him moan, drawing back for a while as he sucked on his own tongue. Then he was going before for more, pressing his face right up against her pre-slicked tip, rubbing the clear fluid all over his features until he was glistening and hot, marked down in her musk, letting his thoughts together like they were melting too. He flirted with the danger of her clenching cock, slipping his tongue right inside her slit to slurp out the mess, the early oozing splatter of the melted dragon, drinking it in mouthfuls so thick they bulged his throat just to swallow them.

"He's going to make a nice protein shake ... I'll suck him all down and churn him up in my gut myself."

He was just about to stretch his jaws around her prey-fattened dick, but she held up a hand to stop him. Sitting up a little, she reached to her tits, squeezing them together, squishing them while she enticed him with a slow drag of her tongue over her lips, beckoning to him with a curling flex of the forked tip.

"Not yet. Let that dragon slosh around in there a little longer. I wanna milk you dry after teasing you so long. Come give me a taste ..."

Monty wasn't sure how he felt about abandoning that cock so quickly. But the offer of a fine serpent blowjob was more than enough to lure him away. He tightened his grip around her cock one more time, then slipped around, sliding his own nuts along her belly until he could drip pre on her tits. Two hands around had them squeezing together, lining them up with her cleavage as he slipped smoothly along her scales, lubing her up with the musky mess spurting from his tips, leaving a stream of snake pre rolling down her scales, all the way to her bed. He couldn't forget entirely around her cock, reaching his tail back and coiling around the base of it, wrapping it up with a snakeish grip so he could knead and milk the pre out of her while he titfucked her. A slow thrust forth at first, and then he was wetly humping, spurting in her face, coaxing her closer and closer until she could wrap her lips around his tips and suck down every single drop he gave her.

Leaning down over her, he pressed his weight down firm to pin her while he fucked back and forth, the [i]schlicking[/i] of every motion almost drowning out his words.

"It feels amazing doesn't it? Churning someone down, feeling them settle in, start to soften, get clenched up tight until they're nothing but your next load, weighing down your nuts ..."

"Nngh. It's incredible. I could do it every day," she moaned around his dicks, going down on them a little more, taking them to the halfway point, letting them bulge her throat and muffle out any further effort at speaking.

"My balls are fat with all the prey I've claimed before. You'll be drinking pure predator cum when I'm done."

After waiting for so long, so intensely heated, he couldn't help getting carried away. His hips moved in time with his tail, rapidly pumping at her cock while he fucked his pre right down her throat. Her spit mixed with all the mess, trickling down her chin and throat, the bed creaking with the force of the snake's fucks. Their collective hissing came to a climax just as Monty did, the snake tossing his head back with a ruffle of his hair as he made something like a snarl, though much more snakeish. His cocks bulged with the load passing through them, his balls pulling up tight between his thighs while he thumped them against the underside of her breasts. Tifen simply gulped hard, her hands pressing on her breasts, working them up and down to knead on his dicks, milking the climax out of him while he frantically pounded between her lips. Climax seized hold of him, making his entire body throb along with every single twitch of his twin shafts, those meaty spires erupting as all the pent-up pressure came bulging forth at once.

Tifen's moans were swiftly muffled by the sheer volume of snake jizz pumping into her mouth. She couldn't swallow it fast enough to keep it from overflowing, no matter how hard she gulped, guzzling down fresh snake jizz from the source, stuffing her belly with it in seconds. The rest came sloppy forth, squirting up and splattering both their bodies, marking down their scales, oozing onto the sheets, sinking through and filling the room with and even thicker musk. If someone wandered in in those moments, they might well have passed out for how thick the scents were, clouding up the room, misting over the windows, leaving the glass dripping with liquid scent while Monty pumped his cum into his roommate's belly. He squirted for a dozen seconds or more, his body rocking back and forth, the bed squeaking as he bounced and thumped, and all the naga could do was chug down that thick load until her gut was starting to swell and stretch beneath the other snake's weight, sloshing with the weight of jizz she'd gobbled down.

The last few squirts ended up smoothly streaking over her features as he pulled back and took his weight off her expanding middle. She was left to happily hiss away beneath him for a while, squirming and rubbing her gut, her cock swinging back and forth while her nuts and belly sloshed alike. The room was filled with wet sounds while Monty slipped his sultry way down to her dick, still squeezing her with his tail, ready to return the favour. He only got so far as slipping his lips over the head of her cock before she raised a hand again, confusing him when she so firmly halted him from wrapping his lips around her prey-engorged dick. He could feel the tension, the pressure pulsing through her inches, the way her sloshing sack squeezed and tightened up to a perfectly round shape while her cock-meal churned up inside her balls. And yet she was still halting him, writhing back and forth as she spoke her hissing words.

"Your cum ... nnf. It's so good. I want more of it. I want to be [i]part[/i] of it."

He tilted his head, but soon had a grin spreading across his face. He pulled back, releasing the grip on her shaft, instead letting his tail drop to the side while he took hold of his shafts again.

"Oh, I see. You just can't resist the allure of these dicks, can you? Even after your predatory conquest, you're all squirmy just to think about sliding deep into my sack, aren't you?"

The moan that escaped her was as potent as an orgasm, especially once he was running his hands down her coils, hefting them up, bending her and squeezing her until he could get at the very tip of her tail. He'd emptied his balls nicely, but he wasn't any softer, drooping just for a moment before going back to a solid, pulsing state at the offer of prey. There was no need for him to think about it, or to take things slowly. If she wanted to be inside of him, then he was going to put her there, claiming her in an impulse, one little squeeze a time. She was a lot of snake, but that didn't matter to him. He got her tail pressing against one of his shafts, slowly kneading it inwards, inching along her coils as they got thicker and thicker. His cock was already squeezing hard on her coils, already clenching inwards and dragging her inside, a tiny bit at a time while he cast a predatory stare over her, watching her face shift from anticipation to ecstasy just to feel those first squeezes.

"I always wanted to feel it. All the prey I've digested down ... I've always been so jealous. And I've seen you work. I know you'll treat me right."

"Oh, I will," he assured her. "I'll tuck you away and rub you as you melt. Just like all the other prey I've churned."

"But I'll be special, right?" she teased, and all he gave her was a shrug.

"Maybe. We'll see how you feel once I've got you down."

There was no sense overdoing the teasing just yet. He was a predator, but his cocks weren't infinitely flexible. Her coils were thick, solid, scaly, letting him feel every single little textured detail gliding down his shaft as he eased her inside of him. She was halfway down his shaft by then, or at least her tail was, urgently flexing, the arousal coursing through her muscles massaging him from the inside. Leaning over her form, he planted both palms on her breasts, squeezing deep, bringing a breathy gasp from her, even a short whimper. He let his tongue stretch out, sliding over her face while he massaged her bosom, thrusting as if fucking her, humping her down his dick a tiny bit at a time. His voice was wet with predatory need, saliva running from his jaws even before he tasted her.

"I didn't expect this. But I'm going to enjoy you. I'll digest every little detail down. Your tits. Your balls. Your face. And then I'll blow you out as a big fat load. How does that sound?"

"Mmmm ... keep going. Faster."

"Patience."

Maybe he was teasing her, taking his time, knowing she was literally gushing with need. Though part of it was just pacing himself, making sure his cock had enough time to adjust to her size. She wasn't the biggest prey he'd ever shoved down his dick. But she was definitely an impressive claim. The weight on his nuts would be all the trophy he needed for conquering such a desirable preything. And every clench made it a little easier, made her slide inside a little smoother until she was bulging near the base of his dick. He could feel her tip of her tail wiggling its way into his balls, swinging them back and forth he urged her along, letting minutes roll by where it hardly looked like he was making any progress. But his balls were swelling with her in time, subtly at first, sagging deeper and deeper while she squirmed inside. A lusty cry passed through her as she felt herself sinking into his cum for the first time, her hips bucking upwards, a gob of precum shooting up towards the ceiling, raining down over the both of them.

He slipped his grip from her tits and instead took her by the shaft, using it for a handle to steady himself as he fucked her down his dick. At first he was stroking her off, but then he was just squeezing, pushing, directing her shaft up into her cleavage, pointing the spurting tip towards her open, gasping mouth.

"Make sure you cum that dragon out before you're gone. Make your last cumshot your best one. Maybe I should make you swallow him down so I can digest you both at once?"

He shoved until she was titfucking herself, her body rolling with the motions of his every thrust. His hips were moving far too fast for how little progress he was making per second. A little deeper, a little fuller, his balls starting to stretch out and weigh down with the first few feet of thickening snake coils stuffing down into his sack. His balls were already pressing in on the inside of his thighs, making him spread his legs broadly just to accommodate his bloating nuts, swinging and jiggling along as he thumped and fucked her tail into himself, pumping her own cock back and forth between her breasts. His energy was boundless, unending, the lust of consuming his naga roommate keeping him inspired and fuelled to keep rutting on her, oozing, gushing, squirting all around her tail, squeezing out his pre as he plunged her deeper down his bulging dick.

The only thing that could distract him from that steady pounding was the satisfying feeling of her coils bulging in his balls. He dipped his sack down against the bed, rubbing it against the bed, feeling her writhing and flexing inside of him. Her coils alone added up to so much that his balls were already bigger than his head, and he wasn't even halfway to his target. He paused, and took a satisfied squeeze to his sack, massaging and rolling those orbs over his fingers before giving a lusty look to the naga, who peered at him while she sloppily sucked herself off, spit streaming from her lips and forming a glistening mix of saliva and precum clinging to her curves.

"Already such a good bulge," he teased, giving her coils a good squeeze through his balls, clutching possessively. "I can't wait to rub your face through my sack ... feel you going soft, losing all those cute features of yours."

She wasn't much for speaking anymore. Now and then she gave a hiss, or a muffled moan, smothered there in her own shaft, deepthroating herself and glurking hotly around the upper half of her cock. The closer Monty got to slipping his cock over her own balls, the harder she throbbed, spurting and gulping down precum thicker than a cumshot. The dragon was almost ready, almost fully churned into a gut-stretching orgasm. She just needed a little more, sucking harder, louder, drooling, gulping, squeezing. The sensation of Monty's other cock gliding along the thicker half of her coils, inching towards her middle, smearing her with precum until she was shiny like latex under the bedroom lights. Her sloshing sack tightened, rounded out, pulled as taut to her coils as it could go while she gave a partly-silenced cry of utter bliss, her whole body going into some rapidly orgasmic convulsions, her cock stretching out to twice its size from the sheer volume of cum shooting through her shaft.

It was more than just a big cumshot. The dragon churned up into something better than ordinary jizz, creamy, smooth, velvety as it gushed down her throat. Swallowing it was as blissful as pumping it out, leaving her partly frozen in utter ecstasy. Most importantly, she was still gulping down steadily, filling her belly with that tingly hot cream, mixing it with Monty's own load, stretching her to the point she was bloated and strained with the weight of all that snake cum. She climaxed until she could barely move, her arms falling down flat, her body sprawled exhaustedly even before she had finished cumming, lunging her coils upwards just to completely buried her dick in her own gullet, rounding out her throat, bulging beneath her breasts, making sure she chugged down every single drop of cum-digested dragon until she couldn't possibly hold anymore, until her mouth as overflowing with a silky splatter of the excess pumping from her spire of naga meat.

From there, she slipped into something near to a coma. In a good way. She was staring at the ceiling, panting, drooling, dripping, soaked through the scales with the combined mess they'd produced together. She wanted to rub at her stretched belly, but she couldn't even lift her arms to do so. Maybe Monty sensed it, reaching down to gently knead at her engorged middle, helping to soothe her, to let her adjust to that added weight. He was still consuming her, coil after coil, all the while, urging along, but hardly gaining any speed. It had been a full hour of slowly easing her into his nuts before he was actually easing up against the base of her balls. They weren't as plump as before after milking out that much cum, but they were still sensitive, rousing her from that blissed-out blank state to gasp out as he started to stretch his shaft around her sack, every so slowly taking her inside.

"Mmmm ... halfway there. Time to slurp up those fine nuts of yours. Make them part of mine. Your cock too. I'll melt that down to jizz tonight. All that girth, all that virility, that's going to be be mine."

Getting those plump balls in his dick went along with a slick [i]POP[/i], locking in his cockslit as a shapely bulge for him to knead. He massaged them downwards, flexing on them, working his way to the base of her cock while slurping along her backside. His cock was stretched to its limit taking in the last curves of her coils, but she just got wider with that thick gut pressing up against his tip. He was getting closer and closer, but he still took it slow, adjusting little by little. She was all curled up in his nuts by then, leaving them so swollen he was balancing on them, pressing down around her shape while he teetered forward, urging up to the swell of her cum-filled gut. As flexible as his dick was, there was no way he could fit that whole thing in without some squeezing. And his clenching cock made that easy, squishing into her belly, putting on the pressure, easing the cum straight up out of her mouth until she was spraying it onto him while he worked.

The tip of her cock vanished down his own while he urged right along the crest of her middle, slumping forth all of a sudden, getting that sloshing swell stuck in his dick for a time. He finally took the time to rest, just briefly. He wasn't out of breath, wasn't sore, wasn't hitting his limit, not yet. Even with a pair of nuts stretched between his thighs, reaching all the way to his ankle, he was still hungry for more. A juicy pop of tucking away her cock in his own, outlining its shape, slurping it inwards, that was enough to keep him going. He was staring into Tifen's eyes, still wearing that hungry smirk of his, leaving her with a hypnotic gaze as he worked to finish her off. Not much longer, and she was going to be nothing more than a bulge, a massive, sloshing, nut-stretching shape that was going to turn to jizz by morning. At the latest. He reached down to squeeze her hands, kneading his thumbs into her palms, giving her a soothing moment before he slipped slickly up towards her throat, stretching her arms straight above his head.

He had momentum then, He was pumping, thrusting, fucking his way along her form, his cockslit squishing down her tits, then smearing up along her throat, under her chin. She felt the pressure, the hunger all around her body. Her curves were all consumed, leaving nothing but her face, that little smile of utter bliss still there, even while she was inches away from getting tucked away in his sack. He flexed there for a while, teasing her, reaching down to glaze his fingers along her features, smearing the pre around her cheeks, smoothing out that shining mask upon her scales. He even bent closer and gave a little smooch on the snout, adding in a warm hiss and lick before continuing on.

"Almost there... then all you have to do is relax, and churn away. My nuts will do all the work turning you into snake jizz ... and you're going to be a [i]fat[/i] load."

The last slurp was the loudest, [i]schlorping[/i] over Tifen's face and immersing her in the darkness and scent of Monty's dick. She felt every throb, every twitch, every heavy flex around her features, and that musk that had been lingering all the while, fogging up the room as much as her own senses was only thicker as she descended. It became something utterly choking, but in a way she loved. The heat, the masculine scent, the pheromones, it all let her sink sweetly downwards, simmering in that lusty comfort, letting the other snake fully claim her until there was nothing left poking from his shaft but for her fingertips, her arms still outstretched, wiggling, but relaxed. He gave another thrust, then fell back, letting himself sprawl over the bed as he sealed her fate with a splatter, soaking her pillows with juices as he sank into a sensation better than an orgasm, his prey finally settling deep into his balls, stretched across the entire bed while he lay there, panting, groaning, giving those happy little hisses as he slipped to something like a nap. But he couldn't fully sleep just yet. Not if it would mean missing those glorious feelings, those tingles, the rush of triumph over his prey. She was a hell of a conquest, even if she wanted every single second of it, and it was going to take some time to fully work her down to cum. He was in no rush.

It was several minutes before Monty even moved from that position. Part of it was just being overwhelmed by how good it all felt, by that stretching weight, by the sloshing squirms of the naga squirming around in his nuts, swimming in his cum. She wasn't moving much, but not because she couldn't. Instead, she was letting that soothing sauna experience wash over her, letting her muscles relax but for the occasional writhe of pleasure. Her cock was still pressing out on the walls around her, and when he could slowly raise his arms and reach down to knead at her, that was where he focused his attention most. She was already drained, but that didn't mean she had to soften, letting all that snake jizz slosh around and wash over her shaft while she felt the first churns and gurgles starting up. They were subtle at first, but each one was a little tighter around her form, a little louder, echoing in that musk-drenched chamber.

Monty's energy returned in time, and he soon was getting his feet and tail up into the kneading process, groping all over the curve outline of the naga marinating in his potent cream. It sank into her orifices, left her drinking it, tasting it, feeling it infusing her with its scent. The walls squeezed a little harder, testing her, pressing firm around her body to see if she was still solid. She wasn't even close to softening yet, but that didn't discourage that lusty digestive process. A little harder, a little faster, those churns increasing in intensity, turning that dormant chamber into a turbulent tempest splashing her from all sides, already starting to bring a warm, pleasant numbness to the very tip of her tail. That part of her had been inside him for the longest after all, stewing in his seed, soaking into it until those scales were showing their first signs of softness. It was going to be a long process. But there was only one way it ended.

"Mmmm ... good prey. Scales feel so good inside my nuts. So different from fur. And you're such a satisfying meal. I think you'll be my favourite cock-meal in weeks. Maybe months."

That was no small praise, given how many people he regularly churned. She was first among so many others, still making him moan while she slowly digested. He honed in on all her softer places, kneading with his fingertips, with his heels and toes, with the tip of his tail. Every touch brought out another juicy [i]splorch[/i], another deep [i]glrrrrn[/i] simmering all around the naga. He remained in that state, blissfully savouring every single sensation she gave him, admiring as much of her body as he could while she still lasted. Every curve, every lovely feature, he had to savour them before they were gone, before they were utterly claimed and melted down to nothing more than a brain-breakingly satisfying cumshot. Her coils were softer, her features smoothing over, one by one, sinking, slumping, weakening, sighing herself into that sunken state, only half-aware of what was happening to her any longer. All she knew was that it felt good.

The digestion gained momentum after an hour. He could hardly believe how long it had been already when he looked at the nearby clock, but time flew when he was enjoying a good churn. At first it had just been weakening her, digesting around the edges, working her from every angle. But he was making real progress on her after all that time. The heat, the pressure, the constant kneading from all sides as his sack massaged around its prey, really starting to work those details down to sloshing cum. She was trickling away, little by little, looking less a naga and more just a nut-stuffing load of cum. All those bulging shapes were starting to smooth over more evenly, his balls rounding out, stretching out, growing plump and rich with seed as the noise got louder and louder He played with himself plenty, still hard, his cocks stretched down to a relatively regular size but still expanded by all the coils he'd stuffed down inside himself, but he wasn't trying to get off. Not yet. Instead, he was content to gently work himself, staying hard, letting that anticipation and lust build and build, his arousal keeping his nuts churning, working on Tifen until she could hardly be called herself anymore.

Monty gave a deep grunt, his hips bucking in the air, cocks swinging with the sudden motion as he felt those clenches really starting. His voice came spilling out in a breathy hiss, not so stoic anymore as the moans took over his tone, partly blotting out his words.

"Ohhh ... oh yes. There we go. Come on, Tifen. Melt down for me. Let me clench you right out to nothing but cum. I want to feel how much you sag my nuts. I bet you'll make them fat. It's going to take me all weekend just to get them back to normal even after I cum you out."

One hand squeezed his cocks together, kneading more swiftly, jerking up and down as the bed squeaked beneath him with his rising efforts. The other, he kept right on her, squeezing into her shape, squishing her between his fingers. She was still holding together through the churns, but the extra pressure had her coming apart just a little. His grip flattened out her details, helped to smooth over the bulge of her shape, and soon after there came those heaving, aggressive clamps and clenches, sloshing the naga down to a thick load, her features simmering away and sinking into the rising cum all around her.

"I wonder where I should blow you? Mmmngh. You won't be around for the cleanup. I don't want to ruin your whole room for whoever I get to replace you on the lease." He gave a chuckle. "I'll just have to drink you down. How do you like the sound of that? Churned up and chugged down by your roommate..."

He gave her a good squeeze as he said it, not getting much of a reaction. He wasn't sure if she could still hear him, but she was still moving somewhere. It was hard to tell if she was even aware of what was happening to her anymore, as those nuts pulled taut between his outstretched thighs, working her down until his balls were all but perfectly round. Smoothed over, loudly glorping, working her down over and over until they gave once last massive [i]clench[/i] and squished down the last solid details of what had been a lovely naga. Away she went, filling out his nuts, leaving him groaning and working his balls, slowly arranging himself so he could curl up and get his cocks in his mouth. It took some work, with how heavy his balls were by then, but eventually he could heft himself just enough that the tips were both pointed right at the back of his throat.

Pumping his hips was almost impossible with his balls bigger than his whole body, stuffed with gallons of snake seed, of churned up naga, sloshing up and down with his horny motions. He was just going to have to suck, slurping at his own taste, kneading both his shafts while he gave himself that sloppy blowjob. His balls were still loudly churning, growing more and more rapid, powerfully clenching as they left him squirting precum thick enough to be several cumshots at once. He was already gulping, already forced to swallow down the juices lest he end up drooling them out. They splattered along his cheeks, streaming along his cheeks, marking the bed. The room was going to smell like snake musk for ages, maybe forever, but whoever took over her room was going to have to get used to that anyway if they were going to live with Montiga.

Despite the intensity of his sucking and self-pleasuring, it took a while to finally churn up enough pressure, enough pleasure to move all that cum. He was sucking himself off for another half hour, drooling as he savoured his own flavour, sucking it all down until his cocks went rigid, bulging out and flexing rapidly. His balls bounced up and down, loudly sloshing, slapping down on the bed as his cockslits stretched open to make way for that much jizz. His idea to chug it all down proved a little ambitious, given it was soon gushing all around him while he did his best to swallow. His throat was bulging with the heft of that massive climax, of that melted naga all churned up into cream, leaving him gobbling down sheer gallons of her former self, pumped out of both shafts at once and rapidly expanding his gut to the point he could hardly move. He was growing thicker and thicker with the load in his belly, rounding out until he was little more than a scaly violet balloon, but that didn't stop him. Tifen's flavour was still deeply infused into every musky mouthful, leaving that creamy treat one to remember, one he didn't want to waste, even if he did end up splashing plenty around him until he was soaking in a puddle of the stuff.

It took several minutes before Monty even moved. He rested there, devastated in the best of ways, motionless until he started squirming. In time, he had recovered enough to rub himself again, idly admiring all the extra weight on his balls. They still weren't smaller than him. He was going to be dragging those around all weekend, hardly able to rise from his place, drenched in juices, simmering in musk and bliss alike. He flicked his tongue, tasting the last remnants of the naga in the air around him. His own scent had mostly taken over by then. He'd claimed her bedroom as much as he'd claimed her whole body. She sloshed around in his gut, slowly melting down, getting absorbed into his body all over again, nicely recycled. He was going to be thick and satisfied all weekend long, slowly returning to his normal size, if enhanced by her contributions, and he didn't regret a thing. She went out in style, and he was just happy that he got to keep that sexy, sultry naga all to himself to keep. Even a predator like her couldn't resist his allure, and a whim led to a three-hour meal that left the snake sprawled and happy, thinking of nothing more than the sparks of pure pleasure running through his veins as he worked on further converting her into part of him.

"All gone. All mine. Mmmmf. I'm going to be rubbing my nuts all weekend, Tifen. Just admiring how big you made them. I bet if you saw me right now, you'd feed yourself to me all over again. You and Kensjo are gonna be my balls now. I hope you enjoy your stay."